MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v7 Chapter 9 Very painful (1)

The figure of the protagonist of the great-grandchild has long disappeared into the field of vision, and Meng Fu-sha is still in the direction of looking away from him.

Somehow, watching his figure gradually disappeared in the midst of the snow, and eventually disappeared, her heart sank little by little, like a boulder tied with a scorpion, dragging a little bit down, honing the bleeding marks faint The pain is gradually sinking.

Obviously, I felt that I had made a very correct choice. The premonition in my heart was telling her that things were not that simple.

She has an impulse to rush to hold on to the protagonist of the great-grandson, and ask him not to go back, and then return to the Promise, to be the master of his country, and to return to the division. In addition to the sea lanes, there is no way for the countries to be independent of each other. It is impossible for the countries to fight the squad, but it is difficult for them to cross the strait to punish the Promise.

However, that was his teacher's door, but he chose to go back like that.

Meng Fu Sha can only hope for the compassion of the Promise Master. When he first listened to the sigh of relief, the teacher seemed to value the Promise. Such a disciple of the genius of the genius, counting on him to inherit the door and carry forward, no one can bear the blame. Right?

She holds the burden of the great-grandchild of the great-grandchild, and does not burden the burden, but feels heavier than the thousand.

Open the bag, there are a few things inside, a piece of paper, a pill, a folded, a little dagger with a quirky non-gold and non-iron, and even a strange, small artificial hand that can be placed on the elbow. There are also some bits and pieces that can't be distinguished.

She didn't know what the use of these weird things was, but the long-term Sun Wuji will definitely come in handy, carefully put away, and rushed to unfold the folded paper basket.

What caught the eye was the long-lasting and elegant handwriting of the grandson, the words are like their own, the wind and the inside.

Shake:

Everything in this kit must be carefully taken care of, and the pill must be taken immediately. The "four borders" of Changqing will be launched soon. The four sides will change a lot, and the minds of the entrants will be remembered. Guan Yu, you are careful step by step, when there is a difficult time, do not hesitate, listen to the instinct guide.

In addition, the life of the four realms lies in the invisible flow, often into the array without knowing, thus hurting people by the gap, you climb up and look around, but see the blue-black color rises, it is the mouth, the southwest corner of the smoke It is a living gate, you can enter from here, grab the first opportunity, once you enter the battle, then you will rely on your self-determination, remember.

Anyone who has crossed the four halls of the temple, regardless of his identity, will be treated by the temple, and he will be assisted by the lord of the temple. This temple is not easy to be ironed for a hundred years, so don’t be hard from it, the master of the temple, non-coercion Can be.

I don't have to worry about me. My family is kind and always loves me. Just returning to the temple, I can never go back.

I am in the temple, I hope you are well, waiting for you to come.

When you step into the main hall of Ming Fan, the must-have wine is waiting.

Take care.

Meng Fu slowly put down the paper basket, carefully folded again according to the original crease, held in the hand, fingertips rubbing the slight raised handwriting, a word seems to want to be engraved in the bottom of my heart.

When did he write this letter? In the station that came all the way, under the solitary lamp, the figure of the desk was reflected on the window paper. The man quietly wrote the words left for her, quietly arranged the next most difficult road in the whole world, the coldness of the frost In the night, the ink is falling into ice, and the words are all heavy but never exported.

She held such a heart, but felt that it could not afford it. The thin paper in the palm was light and nothing, and the tone of the paper was understated. The haze of her heart was thicker, but she did not know where the haze came from.

The snow and snow swirled and screamed on the face of the person. The desolation center was refreshing. He seemed to hear his voice in the air. He lowered his voice on the side of his ear: "When you shake, you are confused, but I remember waiting for you." ”

He is waiting for me.

Meng Fu shakes a deep breath, stands up, and walks to the side of the cloud and other humanities: "The next road is too difficult to walk, we will do it, part ways."

She said it was a bit difficult, her tone was dry, and the cloud marks immediately shook her head. She just opened her mouth and a "no" word was not exported.

Meng Fu shakes Huo Ran!

Not waiting for the cloud mark Yao Xun Tiecheng refused, and even did not wait for them to have any reaction, Meng Fu shakes his hand like a slap in the blink of an eye!

She did not attack the cloud mark with the highest martial arts, but rushed to Yao Xun with lightning!

Yao Xun was caught off guard, and his mouth just opened and he went down silently. The cloud marks were turned into subconscious consciousness to save, and Meng Fu shook his distraction, and he took a shot.

The iron fell down, but the cloud marks let it go, and the body would have to retreat as soon as it slipped.

Meng Fu shake immediately to close his hand, and his backhand went to shoot his own Tianling cover, and the sound of the wind was fierce and unrelenting.

The cloud marks were shocked. I just slid back and immediately slid over again. I raised my hand and went to frame her elbow.

Meng Fu shakes the waist of the "弑天", suddenly silently slipped out, her waist swiftly twisted, "弑天" with a knife with a sheath on the cloud marks waist.

The cloud marks fell and fell in the snow.

These few rabbits have been transformed into electricity, and in a moment, Meng Fu Sha has already turned the swindler into three.

Looking at the three people who fell to the side, Meng Fu slowly closed his eyes.

She quietly silenced for a while in the snow, then moved the three to the shelter, pulled out the thick clothes from the bag and gave them a cushion, and blocked them with the branches and leaves of the pine.

The acupoints can be solved after half an hour. The time is long and the body is damaged in the cold place.

Nine hidden dark, Yunfu Tianyu, since the four people move with the movement of the people, then when they wake up, they must have not found the four entrances.

Meng Fu swayed slowly and squatted in front of the three.

Once you enter the four borders, you will either die there or you will enter the temple. Maybe the lord should respond to his own request and send himself back. Then there will be no more help in this world. For those who follow this and support themselves, this When you go, it is death.

Sorry.

I have to leave for a long time, and since then... I have had no time to meet.

His eyes swept over the faces of everyone, and Meng Fu shakes and tears, and wants to see their faces clearly and clearer.

She wants to keep their faces in mind, and in the memory, if it is to die, their face will warm the cold of her death, if it is alive, then she will slowly recall in the years to come.

Remember these roads with her nearly three years of wind, frost, and snow, and die together, witnessing the intimate people who traveled through the history of Wuzhou, remembering the amazing trips of Wuzhou in the past three years, remembering those encounters, mutual understanding, mutual help, and help. Remember those touching, shocking, concerned and warm.

Then, say goodbye.

The three people are as calm as they are sleeping. I don’t know that Meng Fu Sha will leave them to travel.

In the presence of Yao Xun, Meng Fu shakes a private seal engraving the "shake" mark in his hands.

That is the seal of the industry under Meng Fu’s name. This industry was earned by Yao Xun for her. Unfortunately, Meng Fu’s heart was moving forward, and now he has not patrolled Yao Xun’s self-satisfaction.

Yao Xun’s elongated face was squashed, and Meng Fu smiled and remembered that he met him for the first time. This guy smashed himself and beat him. Later, the slippery guy fled himself twice. But eventually I returned to my side.

"You and me are the earliest, help me make the most money, but unfortunately I can't spend it in the future... I will leave it to you, financial fans, like it?"

I am the first to meet, I will give you my property.

Then she moved and moved to the front of the iron, looking at the young and honest eyebrows of the boy.

"When you took a trip to my city gate, the man’s knees were worth a thousand dollars. What can I give you back..." She thought about it and put the finger in her arms into his hand. "I don't know if this is there." What use, or is it just a private collection of the old man? In any case, if you see this thing in the battle, you should know my heart, seal the land, and give it to you in the future."

Patting the shoulders of Tiecheng, Meng Fu shakes his head and thinks about it. He remembers the first time Yaocheng’s encounter, the guy who lost the arrow, “I want to marry you!” The word is amazing. In the end, she made her guard, she has always been stronger than him. I don't need much strength, but he remembers so hard that he is her guard.

My most loyal guard, I will give you my land.

Finally moved to the front of the cloud mark, Meng Fu Sha suddenly silenced.

This is not her subordinate, this is the person who loves her.

I loved her silently, but never said anything, and never had any demands and hopes.

Her, the first boy to meet in the five continents.

Xuanyuanshan was a battle with the sword, and the Taiyuan Palace was shocking for a night. In the Tianzhu Zhenwuli, he gave up the opportunity to seek her safety, so that she was swayed by the door of the house. When she disappeared, she went through the whole world and looked for it. When I found her, I only smiled with peace of mind and wiped out those winds and frosts.

Other people, when they helped her, had more or less compensation from her. Only the cloud marks and the benefactor who saved her several times, she never paid back.

"I'm sorry..." Meng Fu shook gently. "I thought about it, I want to help you get back your identity and honor. I want to help you kill those two old people, but I am selfish and only care about doing my own things." Children...and those who are worthy of money are not what you want... Cloud marks, Meng Fu’s life is about to owe you..."

She thought about it, tearing off the next sleeve, biting her finger, and writing down the "breaking nine" inside the heart, stuffed in the hands of the cloud mark.

"The dead Taoist did not teach you this, the sister-in-law taught you, and the secret technique of the **** must not be leaked. It is not necessarily a good thing to break the school. It is up to you to decide."

She stood up and looked at the three people again. She sighed lowly: "It’s a pity that I can’t see Beiye and Zongyue... or, if I see it, it’s trouble, just like that."

Packing up yourself, suddenly seeing the King Kong on the shoulder, Meng Fu has hesitated for a long time, let it go, don't worry, take it with you, in case of distress in the four realms, how to protect the soul of the Witch God?

After hesitating for a long time, I had to learn from the protagonist Sun Wuji, tied the sly mouth, stuffed it in the cloud mark, and carefully covered the cypress leaves on the three people.

Then Meng Fu shakes and does not look back, striding away.

The sky is flying in the snow, the ice is whistling, the sleeping people are dreaming of life and death, and the people who leave are choosing to go alone.

A row of footprints, squatting on the thick snow, was instantly covered by fresh snow.

In the depths of the darkness, in the chaos of the wind and snow, in the opposite direction of Meng Fu’s departure, there were several figures that swept away.

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Climbing up a nearby mountain peak, Meng Fu swayed to the distance, thinking about how to find the "green-black" smoke in this night?

Her vision has gradually recovered recently. It is only a bit inaccurate to see the color. It will become a red-green blind in the future. It is a bit difficult to distinguish the black and black smoke.

However, her eyes immediately lit up.

In front, between the two peaks, a burst of smoke suddenly appeared. In the gray snow, the color was very deep and conspicuous.

Meng Fu shook a joy, and immediately rushed to the past, only to find out before, it seems to be a valley.

The valley looks nothing different. It doesn't look like a big array of things, but Meng Fu Shaong firmly remembers that the great-grandchildren are infinitely embarrassed, and they dare not take the four majors lightly.

She walked with great care, and the buckskin boots stepped on the snow and snorted. After a few steps, she suddenly felt that there was something different under her feet. It seemed that there were some pits under the snow.

She waved the top layer of new snow with her feet, and found traces of clutter under the snow, which seemed to be the footprints of many people.

She frowned - just someone in the valley?

All the way to open the snow, and gradually saw more things: the weapons wiped by the marks, scattered clothing accessories, and ... blood.

The blood is still fresh, and there is a red coral on the snow layer. Then a little red bumped into Meng Fu’s eye, and somehow, she slammed her heart, and then her eyes were cold and her face was cold.

Her strange face touched her, and she touched two lines of tears.

Two lines of tears flowed silently at the moment when she was unconscious, and instantly condensed into ice in the cold wind of the valley.

Meng Fu shakes there.

For no reason, why do you cry?

Why do you suddenly cry because you see a pool of blood?

Blood... I have never known how many times I have seen this life. She and others have seen more amazing and miserable things than this pool of blood. Why did she inexplicably cry because of this blood?

She licked the ice beads on her face, but her heart jumped.

The mind is tied...the mind is...

The white light flashed in front of him, and the ingot suddenly burst out of her sleeve.

Before he reached the blood, he plunged into the snow with blood, arched his head, and could not help but scream.

Meng Fu Sha stood there, suddenly felt cold hands and feet, so cold into the bone marrow, from the meridians to every inch of flesh and blood, are condensed in inches.

She raised her hand, and the movement was slow, as the whole body bones were rusted, and even the sound of the bones of the bones was heard. She didn't even know what she wanted to do with her hands. It seemed that she just wanted to reach out and grab the light smile. Leaving her back, she grabbed him from the nightmare that she had just felt.

Her hand touched the cold emptiness, the snow fell on her fingertips, and she slumbered into the bottom of her heart. She stood blankly, heard the sound of the chain jingling, heard the wind raging above the mountains, and heard the snow with ice scum. The sound of the beat on the deep wound.

She suddenly rushed over.

Pounce on the blood of the beach.

She put her face on the blood of the beach, and felt a human form on that position, as if not long ago, someone was crouching in the snow and blood in the same position. Who is that? Who is that?

The **** snow buried under the face has a touch of singular aroma. The fragrance is different from any fragrance in the world, but it is more noble and cool. It is like the lotus of the Tiangong, which is covered with deep snow. The fragrance is in her three-year journey. I am already familiar with the engraving of the soul, so that even if there is only a very slight fragrance, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, Huo Ran stunned her full consciousness.

boom.

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In an instant, the heart and the soul seem to have broken.

The smashing of the evergreen mountains and thousands of blizzards, floating in the chaos between the heavens and the earth, wherever it falls, where the bones are cool, wherever it falls, it will be broken forever, warm, and can not afford to pack.

She pressed her face against the **** snow on the other side, regardless of the cold and painful death. The bright blood on the snow was smashed by her and gradually mixed into a piece of pink snow, and then stuck a little bit to her. On the face of the eyelashes, the pink snow can't melt on her cold skin, and then it is solidified by the silent tears.

At the end of the day, the snow that is three feet deep is hard to be turned by her. The pink snow and fog are everywhere, some are the original blood, some are the blood that she broke through her forehead, and they are all mixed together. She was all over, she stumbled into the snow pit she had pulled out, and wished to bury herself alive.

In the end, she squatted on the mud of the Evergreen Mountain, which was hidden by snow for many years. She shook her head silently and shrank herself into a ball. She shrank so tightly that she seemed to want to shrink herself under the soil and sleep forever. Never face the pain of this moment.

There was a white flash on the side of the body, and a small group went out and ran in an arrow like a direction.

Meng Fu Sha immediately raised his head and stared at the direction of the ingots.

The Yuanbao adults took out a few feet, and the speed was many times faster than before. The streamer generally couldn’t see the trajectory even if Meng Fu Shake, she was going to chase after it, and the Yuanbao adults who had already smashed a few feet suddenly stopped.

It stopped suddenly, and there was a sudden brake in midair. The students fell and fell into the snow and did not move.

It looked up and desperately raised his own heavy head and looked at the highest point of the Evergreen Temple. The black eyes of the sleek black eyes were so big that the light and shadow of the scorpion reflected everything it saw and reflected it. Terrifying.

In the previous period, the master closed the spiritual connection to it, but just now, the spirit opened, and it already felt everything.

The master is suffering!

It desperately rushes in that direction, but is forced to retreat by orders from the heart.

return to!

Return to her side!

Can't bring her to me!

Protect her!

The telepathic command was extremely weak, and it was easy to feel clear. This weakness made it anxious, but it really did not dare to move.

Loyal to him throughout his life, loyal to all his orders.

There is no violation of its consciousness.

Yuanbao adults stood in the snow, the soft snow quickly fell into its small body, it went two steps forward, and then step back, it looked up and looked forward, then looked back and looked forward to waiting It led the way to Meng Fu Sha.

At this moment, in the whole life, under the owner's shelter and love, he sat full of sleep, and he did not know the bitterness of the human world. He finally understood the burning of human beings for the first time.

Behind him, Meng Fu shakes his side, almost pleading for the low: "Ingot, go, go -"

Yuanbao adults have been silent for a long time, and the black eyes of Wuliang gradually emerged with shimmering light.

It finally looked up and looked at that direction.

Then it turned and climbed up to Meng’s palm.

It held Meng's cold fingers and slowly pasted his head, and then, did not move.

Meng Fu shook at it, his eyes were turned from nothing, and finally there was no pain.

She stopped talking and no longer urged. She carefully put her fingers together and lifted the ingot to her forehead, and gently touched it with her own **** amount.

At this moment, she hopes that she is the true master of the ingot. She can read its mind and read everything it sees. It can be known what happened in the valley after he left.

However, at this moment she understood that he would not allow her to act rashly. Even if he left, he arranged the road she was going to take. He did not want her to go through the scheduled journey because of him.

He paved the way for her in her life, even if it needed to use his own life and muscles.

Every step she took, she was stepping on his bones and his heart.

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Meng Fu shivered and shook into a dead leaf in the midnight whistling wind. She heard her teeth tremble, heard the ingot that was on her forehead, and the tiny crying whine from the chest.

That kind of screams also rang in her own heart, and the sound of the voice became louder and louder, and her consciousness was dizzy, and her thoughts were in a mess.

At the beginning of the non-smoke, the soul of the murderer hurt her brain. Although she was able to break through the smashing of the shackles of the shackles, but she left some sequelae, she still had a headache when she was extremely emotional.

This pain suddenly wakes up, remembering the prominence of the great-grandchild, and suddenly shocked her heart, the Promise now does not know what happened, she should cherish herself more, in order to save him, how can I feel sore here? Self-extraction?

She immediately grabbed a handful of snow, rubbed the hot forehead, and flew up from the snow pit, remembering the long-term eternal enthusiasm about the southwest corner of the smoke, she flew and turned around.

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Under one turn, the mind was faint, and the body slanted obliquely. When the ground fell, the surrounding scenery changed.

The snow is gone, the valley is gone, the top of the head is covered with clouds, and the stars are dotted.

And she did not fall on the ground, but the body sank, it seemed to fall straight into the abyss!

Meng Fu shook his heart and suddenly remembered that the electric light stone suddenly remembered that when he jumped out, he flipped, and his mood was confused and he was dizzy. The direction in midair seemed to be wrong.

She did not fall into the southwest corner.

She stumbled into the dead door!

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After nine days, the land of divine punishment.

The highest peak of the Evergreen Mountain is connected to Tianfeng.

The peak height is three thousand feet, the top sharp is like a knife to the sky, the highest point is near right angle, straight up and down, full of thick snow and snow, it is difficult to stand on the bird.

The peak is hollow, but it is a few squares. It is worn into a crater cave that is three feet long. The cave is filled with ice and snow. The ice is on the tens of thousands of feet, and it passes through the hole at all times. Whistling and roaring.

In the middle of the hole, a human-shaped iron frame connects the bottom of the cave, and there is a faint blackened blood on the frame, indicating the traitor who once imprisoned the temple.

One hundred and fifty years ago, the last master of the temple was enchanted and enchanted. The king of the temple, the most stunned martial arts, and the singularity of the sacred martial arts, known as the "immortal golden body", linked to the rest of the various units intended to rebel, the gateway to success. However, the dying master of the temple took a system of unseen magical techniques, and "destroyed the nails" to wear the scorpion scorpion bones, "binding the magic cable" lock Siqiqi limbs, nailed to the land of nine days of sacredness, Every day, suffering from the wind and the wind, the sky and the sky, like a steel, not afraid of any pain in the world, the Yaksha King, a hundred days and nights, died on the prison.

The wind, this is not an ordinary ice wind, the ordinary disciple, is that martial arts is still there, the body is in good condition, but at most it supports the three nights and will die, so that the temple will punish the criminal disciples, and the criminal courts do not have to be set up. Tianfeng is halfway up the mountain.

The Temple of Evergreen is up and down, smelling nine days and changing color. Except for the founding of the founder of the past three hundred years, he spent a month here, and later became a prisoner. The night fork king is sentenced here, even a hundred years, even if it is The kings and elders of the ministries will never dare to go there one step at a time.

After a lapse of 150 years, I ruined a generation of Qi Jie’s nine-day torture frame and greeted its new offering again.

In the middle of the mountain, the temple of the temple, which is responsible for the escort, has stopped. The armor is unable to climb the icy ice peak, and it is a group of high-level disciples who follow the king of Naluo.

At the 300 meters from the peak, those disciples could not stand it, stopped at the edge of the cliff, and tightened the king of the king to take over the protagonist, saying: "I am going up."

"I will accompany you." One person came up from the big sleeves under the mountain, the green robes, the same color and high crown, the disciples all humbly and said: "I have seen four elders."

Tightly, the king turned back, his eyes turned, and smiled and said: "The four elders are also here."

The four elders did not need to smile, saying: "I heard that the temple is a traitor. This seat is very angry and special to watch the sentence."

He looked at the long-term grandson who was in charge of King Naluo, frowning: "But a traitor who will die, and let you carry it, I will come." Stretched down the long-term grandson, and squatted on the ground.

The long-term Sun Wuji fell on the ground full of ice and snow, and the wound was splashed again with blood, immersed in the depths of the ice, but he still kept silent. He looked up at the four elders and turned his eyes away.

"His Royal Highness," the four elders stared at him and sneered. "You are a good man in the temple, can you think about it today?"

"Thanks for the prize." Chang Sun Wuji gently coughed, "The eight words ... comments, this seat feels ... used in the four elders seems to be more appropriate."

"Crap!" The four elders sank.

"Three years ago... when you were in charge of the Ashura Department, you personally aggravated the tax... dispatched private extortion to teach the people... to intercept the national tax," said the great-grandchild, "The temple owner wants to ask you... live on the nine days." A few days, this seat... stopped, and now I want to come, it would be better... save your only dog ​​named fierce wolf."

"You!" The four elders who were exposed to the scorch were furious and drink low: "It is not your bad thing. The Lord of the Lord cannot blame the head of the seat. How can the seat lose the throne of the Ashura Ministry!" If you are kicking your feet, you have to kick the protagonist.

Tight King Luo has been copying his sleeves and sneer at it. At this moment, he said: "The ice is slippery on the mountain. It is not good to tell the cliff. The elders are not pleasing to the eye. It is better to nail it up earlier. What punishment is more than the gods? Is the land more suitable for him?"

"It's a pole." The four elders smiled. They reached out and raised their longevity, flying on the cliff, and saw the pier with the ice icing. They raised their eyebrows and sneered: "Your Highness, see no, that is the most suitable coffin for you."

He dragged the long-term Sun Wuji to the hole that passed through the forehead of the long-lost shoulders and the wrists, and then bent the long nails and buckled the fine iron locks on the criminal frame. In this way, even if the great-grandchild ignorance of the real yuan is destroyed and forced to break free, the interlocking organs can immediately tear his upper body and cause him to die.

After some action, the blood smashed out again, and the black blood on the ice-cold frame suddenly became fresh and red again.

The four elders were rude and rehabilitated. The long-term grandson was always silent, but the tormented people could not hear the other party asking for mercy, and they felt bored. The four elders retreated and stroked the sleeves and smiled: "This **** of the wind When it’s true, this station stood in front of this criminal stand and felt that it was too much to eat.”

"How come." Tight Naluo looked at the four elders and let go. The ice wind screamed and snarled in the long-term Sun Wuji, his eyes flashed and smiled. "The elders are modest, you are very powerful, and you will be afraid. This one."

"The tightness of the king of Luo is not changed in the color of nine days, and the magical power is also changed." The four elders need to smile and smile very meaningfully. "Congratulations to the king."

"What is He Xi?" Titan Naluo gave him a faint look.

"The temple is a big place, and everyone knows that except for the Holy Lord, you are only qualified to win the king." The four elders flashed their eyes. "The lord of the past has been the Lord, but this traitor is not a bully." The lord now handed the traitor to your disposal, and its central meaning can be imagined."

"I hope to borrow the four elders to say good things." Tien Na Luo Wang raised his eyebrows and smiled. "If you are fortunate enough to inherit the big position, you can learn from the four elders, and the Yaksha King is not yours."

The four elders listened to the eyebrows and danced. They almost immediately bowed down and bowed down to "Congratulations to my Lord." One turn and witnessed the long-term Sun Wuji half-closed eyes on the criminal frame. The pale face looked like a smile, which saved his detached elder identity. I tried desperately to hold on to the joyful look and nodded: "So, I wish that the king of Luo will get paid soon."

"To each other." Tightly, Nao Luo smiled, slowly pulling a silvery flashing whip from his arms.

The four elders browed and screamed, "When the **** whip?" He bounced and jumped back to see the long-term grandson, and stunned: "The tight king of the king wants to use this traitor, it is just right, but this is not the same." ,just in case……"

The whip of the gods, the spirits of the gods, the broken bones, the hardships, the inability of the temple to die under this whip, the four elders frowned, thinking that the king of the king hated the Lord, and even used this Whip, it’s not enough on weekdays. Now the traitor’s body is seriously injured, and it’s nailed to the gods’ winds after nine days. Where can it still withstand the ravages of this whip? He does not care about the long-term non-polar life of the grandson. He only feels that since the lord has not ordered the execution of the traitor, it is not necessarily beneficial to his own side.

"The elders are relieved." Tight Naluo lightly swayed the whip, and his lips smirked and screamed. "This seat has its own size, and always wants him to survive, and he can't die."

The long whip is gently stroked in the hand, and the king of Luo is biased to the head, and the four elders are slanted.

Upon receiving the gaze of the King of Nara, if the four elders have realized that the king will use the sentence, he must also vent the hatred of the political enemy for many years. There may be some means to display it. These are not convenient for others. , quickly step back and smiled: "There is still business in the temple, this seat takes a step forward."

"Elders please."

The four elders hurried to the bottom of the mountain. When they walked a hundred meters, they faintly heard the whip of the empty air. They were more fierce and fiercer than the wind of the gods. The sound of "啪" was so shocked that he also trembled and muttered: " With such a big strength, will you kill people without a whip?"

Then there was a sneer, half-turning to look at the mountains above the clouds, and the look of pleasure: "Dead is good, and since then, it is the world that I am going to do!"

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The night is deep, and the entire evergreen mountain is shrouded in a chaotic darkness. Only the top of the mountain, because it is higher than the clouds, the tip of the mountain is covered with a permanent moist and cold cloud, and there is no sky.

Above the clouds, the wind is raging, with fierce and sturdy strength, through the ice hole condensed in the ice.

In the ice cave, above the criminal frame, the person who was sentenced was very quiet. There was no call sign, no sorrow and no pain. If the white ice layer reflected the figure of the person, it was like the criminal frame is still empty.

Under Baizhang, the disciples who were ordered to be guarded by the guards in the ice room under the ice layer, they all heard the horror of the land of the gods, and heard the tragic death of the Yaksha King a hundred years ago. I will be screamed by the sound of the call sign all night, and I don’t want to be quiet.

After being surprised, it is admiration, the Lord is not the Lord, and the fallen has not been broken yet. The wounded body is nailed to the nine days, and even the students have resisted, and they are all suffocating, and they are always dying. After staying for a day, I couldn’t stand the coldness of this half-mountain. I really don’t know what kind of endurance and perseverance, so that the priests who have been martial arts can’t be promoted will persist.

There were footsteps coming down the mountain. The disciples who came to change the class arrived. The guards of this group immediately cheered up and greeted them one by one. They complained one by one: "How come now, frozen and died of freezing... ..."

"Not on time." The disciples who took over the class were also complaining. "We are still a quarter of an hour ahead."

The two groups of people bickered with each other, only paying attention to the shift, did not notice the side of the cliff, a black shadow silently drifted up.

The masked black shadows were superb, and the clouds in the middle of the mountain drifted over the side of the disciples, straight across the cliffs, and the body flashed into the ice cave.

The ground is slippery and full of mirror-like ice. The person seems to be excited by the heart. It is clear that the martial arts are high, but the hole is slippery. The bones are planted, and the skillfully slips to the feet of the long-term Sun.

The man did not get up, and he hugged the situation. He even hugged the long-lost waist of the long-term with the cold torture frame. He did not speak. He was half-smooth, and there seemed to be a fine stream of water dripping down. Above the ice, there is a sound.

"Don't... cry." The long-term Sun Wuji closed his eyes, no one seemed to be, gently said, "Be careful... I was heard..."

The man immediately calmed down, then got up and walked around the long-term Sun Wuji, reaching out to pull the chain that tied the spike.

The man gestured very carefully, grabbing the chain with one hand and grasping the lock with one hand, for fear of indiscriminately hurting the long-term grandson, but with all the strength, the lock did not move at all, and the grandson was screaming.

The man immediately did not dare to move again. In the darkness, his eyes glanced, and the great-grandchild provoted gently: "Don't...can't pull out..."

Suddenly let go of his hand, his fingers passed over the body of the great-grandson, who was colder than the ice. The man was chilling, and he took a medicinal medicine from his arms and fed it into his mouth, taking out a thin black fur. Pulling on the long-lost Wuji clothes, he put it on his heart.

Then before I walked to the criminal stand, I seemed to want to block the wind for the great-grandchildren. However, I remembered that there was wind behind it, and then turned to the back, and turned around, very helpless.

The long-term grandson opened his eyes, tired and smiled at the busy shadow, and said lowly: "It's hard...you, actually...don't care...I."

The man seemed to be unable to bear to see his smile. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and said, "Don't..."

"Just ask you... just ask you..." The great-grandmother closed his eyes and muttered, "She is over there..."

The man silently let go and turned around.

The great-grandchild is not talking, and no one is crying in the darkness, no one is crying, a solid silence, but only those who are in it can feel the silence and the endurance of the bones in the silence. The bitter power from the depths of the soul creaks in silence, provokes a shocking echo, and slams into the wall of the ice cave. Even the roaring wind, the high mountains are shaking.

The man finally couldn't wait for this silent huge impact, his body trembled, his fingers clenched the wall, his fingertips fell into the ice, and he had a slight **** color.

A long and struggling road: "I try to..."

The long-term Sun Wuji slowly spit out a long breath, a smile is happy, his face is white and terrible, a smile is like a flower of ice and snow, that smile 璀璨 Huayan shines, but it makes people feel that the beauty is fleeting.

The man looked at that smile, slowly, turned around and whispered for a while: "Why?"

The long-term grandson slowly raised his eyes, his eyes crossed the chaotic and confused mountain snow and fog.