"With my own ability, I can't subdue the scum, cultivators of Haicheng, I only know you. Luo Yu made a belly of drafts ready to persuade Gu Guangping, and even went to the backyard of Guangde Temple to count his treasures and see how much silver money could tempt him.

After all, this matter is extremely dangerous, and if you make a slight mistake, you will be buried at the bottom of the sea.

Unexpectedly, Gu Guangping was obliged: "Let me rest and recuperate, and in three days, I will go to Guangde Temple to find you." ”

Is it so decisive?

Luo Yu was afraid that he was hot-headed: "You have to think clearly, that divine beast is said to be born of a divine dragon and a turtle, not to mention a thousand years of cultivation, you and I may not be able to subdue him together." ”

Gu Guangping showed a bright smile, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed into a crooked moon: "Isn't my generation's cultivation just to face difficulties?"

Luoyu suddenly felt that the person in front of him needed to be re-looked, and under his unruly appearance, there was also such a noble side.

Outside Guangde Temple, a young man called Yucheng wandered for a long time and finally stepped into the temple gate.

He is only a freshman this year, his parents' memorial day is late autumn, in previous years he took a boat into the sea, to see the place where his parents were buried in the belly of the fish, to express his sorrows, this year he entered the sea as usual, but almost went back to the sea.

When he was on the verge of death, he vaguely saw his parents, who were still young, hugging him and crying incessantly, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Because of this, he dreamed of his parents and told him something.

When Yucheng entered the temple, he was a little nervous for no reason, there were no monks in the temple, only a young girl, sitting on the stone table in the courtyard, her long hair was like seaweed, wearing a moon-white dress, and her lips were red, like a full cherry.

Luoyu smiled at Yucheng: "You're here." ”

Yu Cheng blushed, stammered, and told his dream.

"What your parents mean is that there is a fatal wound on the waist of the giant turtle in the sea. Luo Yu was overjoyed: "If you really doze off, someone will send a pillow." ”

Luo Yu and Gu Guangping dived into the deep sea together, and their mouths were tied with fairy ropes, like donkeys and horses with cage mouths, saliva and blood flowed wantonly in their mouths, and the waters were muddy.

As if stepping into a fog, the rain was a little unclear, Gu Guangping took out a waterproof flashlight from his arms, and the strong light shone on it, and the two finally faced the behemoth in front of them, especially Gu Guangping, Rao was told by the rain and made all the preparations, and he didn't expect the volume of the stump to be so big.

Shot by the bright light, he opened his eyes, and when his red eyes touched the falling rain, he ignited a monstrous rage.

It rushed up regardless of it, and swung its claws in the direction of the falling rain, and when it couldn't catch it, it continued to step forward, and the falling rain quickly dodged, and the sharp claws brushed her scalp several times.

Gu Guangping was in the bubble, slowly approaching the waist of the scum, and sure enough, he saw a wound about three meters long, and there was a chain at one end of the wound, and the chain full of patina seemed to pierce directly into its body through the wound, and the other end of the chain was buried in the depths of the seabed silt, Gu Guangping couldn't see it really.

Gu Guangping took out the seven-star sword and stabbed straight towards the wound, the seven-star sword was the demon treasure weapon of the Daomen, under the severe pain, it began to roll in the sea, and gradually, something white like mist seeped out from its wound.

It was the soul of a human being, imprisoned at the bottom of the sea, not seeing the light of day, nourishing the wounds of the swag, and now that the swag was wounded, the soul escaped and went to die.

Seeing this, Luoyu joined forces with Gu Guangping and attacked the wound, the wound became bigger and bigger, and gradually split the entire tortoise shell, as if he couldn't bear the pain, his eyes were scarlet, and he began to bite Gu Guangping frantically, the bubble was broken, Gu Guangping choked on water, and began to breathe hard.

The giant tortoise's claws mercilessly slapped Gu Guangping's back, and the next palm was fatal.

Seeing this, Luoyu was in a hurry, and went to pull the chain that was tied to the sage, the chain was made of dark iron, and it should weigh a thousand gold, but the rain lifted it, effortlessly, and pulled it back.

At the same time, the bubbles wrapped Gu Guangping again, and when he had oxygen, he stepped forward with his sword again, and this time, he cut off one of his feet.

Luoyu took advantage of the situation, spit out a bubble, wrapped the scum, the bubble shrunk and shrunk, and gradually became a ball-like size, Luoyu took it in the palm of his hand, looked carefully, at this time its shell has been broken, like a mollusk, is fiercely staring at the rain.

"Falling rain, what's that?"

Gu Guangping pointed to the surface of the seabed silt, and at the end of the chain, he pulled out a bronze treasure chest, which was emitting a faint green light, as if waiting for someone destined to open it.

Looking at the rain closely, the patterns on the treasure chest are simple and chic, look at it carefully, it is a picture, the first picture, someone is singing, someone is dancing, the next picture, it has become the beginning of the war, huge casualties, the people who have been lost...... The more Luoyu looked at this picture, the more familiar she felt, but she couldn't remember anything again, her mind buzzed, her eyes were dark, and she fainted.

The rain was carried back to Guangde Temple by Gu Guangping.

Gu Guangping's injuries were not light, his lungs were full of internal injuries, he fainted after spitting out a mouthful of blood, and Luoyu frowned and never woke up.

Yucheng, a college student, was waiting for them in the temple, but he didn't expect to wait for the two seriously injured patients to come back, and he was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and he didn't know what to do.

At this time, in front of the door of Guangde Temple, there was a knock on the door.

It's Zhao Xingyuan.

He inquired for a long time along the old people in the streets and alleys before he found this dilapidated temple, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Luoyu lying on the ground, and next to him lay a disciple of Tianyi, Gu Guangping. And the rain was held in the arms of a young boy in vainly.

Zhao Xingyuan's brows frowned unconsciously: "What's wrong with the rain?"

He didn't know how terrible the expression on his face was when he said this.

He stepped forward and naturally took Luoyu from Yucheng's arms, and saw that although Luoyu was sleeping, his face was ruddy, and there were no external injuries on his body, so he relaxed his heart a little and asked Yucheng: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Yu Cheng was at a loss for what to do: "They seem to be seriously injured, and they asked me to wait for them here." ”

Zhao Xingyuan didn't respond, just gently picked up Luoyu and prepared to leave here.

Yu Cheng didn't dare to determine Zhao Xingyuan's identity: "Who are you Sister Luoyu, how can you take her away at will?" I'm going to take her to the hospital." ”

The sea breeze blew a burst of coolness, blowing a deep tide in Zhao Xingyuan's eyes, and his voice was low: "I'm her man." ”