Sang Sang said: "Sang Sang didn't go against the young master, he just didn't understand, and he wanted to ask clearly." ”

"No, you just deliberately go against the young master. Murong Yanzhao said categorically.

"Sangsang didn't. ”

"You are. ”

......

The two came to the duel site noisily, Murong Yanzhao turned over and dismounted, and dismounted with Sang Sang in his arms, the little girl had short legs and couldn't kick the saddle, he looked at the front and back: "Sang Sang, do you still remember the battle between Zhao Xuanji and Han Xianba before the town?"

Sang Sang nodded his little head, between the calcium carbide sparks, the two fought only a hundred moves, but the world has been turned upside down, a mountain in front of the town was blown into powder, a three-zhang wide road leads directly to the outside world, the town once wanted to dig a big road to the outside world, repair and chisel for many years without success, Han Xianba and Zhao Xuanji fought for a moment to complete the town's unfinished wish for many years, it was also at that time that the town and the outside world were connected, and came into contact with the outside world, there were a few people in the town, some talked happily with the young master, and some were killed by the young master, or the two of them took advantage of the darkness to bury the body in the mountain, the first time the young master was very afraid, later became more and more proficient, and Sangsang himself was never afraid.

"Sangsang, do you think that with my current cultivation, young master, how far away do I need to avoid being torn to pieces by the breath of the two of them. Murong Yanzhao asked Xiang Sangsang, this little girl is careful in her calculations, and her use and control of breath have been perfected.

Sang Sang looked at the surrounding terrain and thought about five miles in his heart, but he said: "At least six miles, nine hundred zhang." ”

"No, it's too far, this kind of master competition, every ventilation and move change is a supreme treasure that cannot be found, and you can't buy it with money. Murong Yanzhao pointed to the stone not far away: "Sanli, I want to stay in Sanli and see everything clearly." ”

"No, young master!" Sang Sang's face was serious for no reason, and layers of red light flashed on his body, which made Murong Yanzhao, who was the young master, have an absurd impulse to kowtow: "At least five miles, you can't get closer!"

Murong Yanzhao waved his arm to dispel the absurd feeling in his heart, as if he was before Sangsang: "The young master said that three miles is three miles, and he can't retreat!"

Sang Sang clenched his small fists tightly, looked at Murong Yanzhao, and then looked at the stones not far away, and his tone softened: "Okay, it's just three miles." ”

Murong Yanzhao was satisfied and proud, Sang Sang was thinking in his heart that he had the ability to protect the young master at this distance.

Walking in front of the stone, Murong Yanzhao hid the horse behind him and looked up at the sun: "It's still early, practice first!"

Saying that, he jumped on the stone a few times, sat cross-legged, his hands were naturally on his knees, his upper and lower teeth bit his tongue slightly, and slowly closed his eyes, this is the mantra recorded in the book left by the master, he was illiterate before, in order to understand what was written in the book, he did not do business with the literate people in the town, played with his heart, and so on to understand what was written in the book, he could also know some words, and there was a line of small words written on the title page of the book - the words are beady, and the words are gold- Very beautiful, Murong Yanzhao was very envious, from the pen and the peak, he could expect that this was his master's note, so that the master could write down eight big characters, this heart recipe must be extraordinary, and when he was familiar with the heart trick, after knowing it, he looked at the last page, and it was also eight words - nonsense, nonsense, these eight words are powerful through the back of the paper, the pen is a dragon and snake, and it can only be seen in the subtleties that the words are written by the same person, so why does the master have two perceptions, diametrically opposed evaluations.

Murong Yanzhao was puzzled, and finally Sangsang woke him up, this is clearly the different perception of the master's two stages, when he wrote the first eight words, the realm and combat power were still rising, and when he wrote the last eight words, he was already a great success, and the two could not be the same, so there were two different evaluations, the young master should guard against arrogance and rashness, practice for a period of time first, and then practice other things when the understanding is deep, otherwise the master will not hand over this book to the young master. Murong Yanzhao was deeply impressed.

The young master practiced, and Sang Sang took out the needle and thread from his baggage, and sat next to Murong Yanzhao, with his legs sticking out of the stone, shaking again and again.

She is very skilled in threading the needle and lead began to be busy, the day is about to cool down, need to make a pair of cotton shoes for the young master as soon as possible, add an extra layer of cotton to it, so as not to freeze your feet in winter, now out of the town, you also have to take care of your appearance, can not be unkempt all day long, make people laugh, I want to make myself a flower cotton jacket, to use the kind of fabric with small flowers, it feels like water, very comfortable, but also to buy a flower head rope, their hair is too messy, need to take care of it, and also need a small comb, ah, five taels of silver is really too little, not enough。

Life is full in the little girl's mind, and she can't hold anything else.

Murong Yanzhao sat on the stone, completely forgetful, his breath flowed, the cycle was endless, he had a different feeling, as if he had become a bird, flying heaven and earth, and like a soul out of his body, he could see himself, see Sangsang, see all things in heaven and earth, and give birth to sweet liquid between his mouth.

He is still 108,000 miles away from the Divine Heaven Realm, but he has appreciated the beauty of the Divine Heaven Realm in advance, soaring into the heavens and the earth, and Li Yuanying has just entered the Divine Heaven Realm, but Murong Yanzhao can't travel thousands of miles away, when Murong Feng practiced this kind of mental method, he also had such an adventure, so he naturally wrote down the praise of "every word is beady, every word is gold", but when Murong Feng is already in the Divine Heaven Realm, he can walk thousands of miles alone, and raise the dragon with a red snake, this set of mental methods is like chicken ribs, but it is a bit of an eyesore, so "nonsense, nonsense" These eight words are not unreasonable, and these are not understandable by Murong Yanzhao now.

Suddenly, Murong Yanzhao, who was flying like a bird, was smashed down by a coercion and fell back to his body heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the churning sea of qi.

"Young Master!!" Sang Sang dropped the needle and thread in his hand and held Murong Yanzhao, who was almost crumbling.

"The young master is fine, it's just a mouthful of turbid blood with turbidity, just spit it out. Murong Yanzhao tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Sangsang, look, it's foggy!"

I don't know where the fog came out of nowhere, like a ghost, gradually filled the field, the mountains clearly visible in the distance disappeared, the nearby woods also retreated into the depths of the fog, and the sun disappeared silently, as if the sun appeared from the world at the time of the cloud, and the sky and the earth were white.

A sudden mist enveloped everything, startling the occasional crow's cry, and then calming down, and quieter, quieter, quieter, until there was no sound.

"Dada...... Da Da Da ...... Dadada......"

The sound rang out again, in the mist.

It started very light, then it became denser, then it sank, it became heavier, and it gradually began to kill and ruthless, pregnant with murder, anger, and sorrow......