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Lu Chen still smiled, and then reluctantly raised a fairly complete right hand, patted the black wolf's face, and said, "Let's go, I don't know how many pursuers there will be." ”

The black wolf roared in his mouth, still looking a little dissatisfied, but his eyes quickly softened, and the original cold and cold were gone, replaced by a trace of care, and a little anxiety. It lowered its huge head and stretched out to Lu Chen's side as if trying to push him up, but Lu Chen struggled twice, but still couldn't get up.

Seeing that Lu Chen seemed to have run out of oil and dried up, the black wolf was a little panicked, hummed "woo" in his mouth, gently pushed Lu Chen's body with his head, and lay down beside him, probably urging him to climb on his back quickly.

Lu Chen lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily, his face was frighteningly pale, and he looked like an exhausted dead dog.

The black wolf waited for a while, and seeing that Lu Chen still didn't move, he couldn't help but roar in a low voice, and after hesitating for a moment, the black dragon suddenly stood up, and then bit Lu Chen's upper arm directly, and then shook it hard.

With a "whew", a huge force came, Lu Chen's entire body was thrown up involuntarily, and at the same time, several wounds on his body burst open again, making Lu Chen snort, the muscles on his face twisted, and the next moment, his whole body was lying on the black wolf's thick back.

Soft but tough black hair, with a hint of warmth, has a reassuring warmth on this icy night. The black wolf glanced back at him, as if he was a little worried.

Lu Chen gasped for a moment, even though there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth at this moment, he still laughed in a low voice and said, "Good job, you can go." ”

The black wolf roared under his breath, then turned and walked away, deep in the woods in front of him, and the shadows of the mountains in the distance.

After only two steps, Lu Chen, who was on its back, suddenly whispered: "Don't go back, Kunlun Mountain can't accommodate us anymore." ”

The black wolf's footsteps suddenly stopped, its eyes were a little puzzled, but it didn't question Lu Chen's words, but it still shouted twice to the majestic mountain range in the distance, as if it meant something.

Lu Chen suddenly fell silent, he was lying on the back of the black wolf, his head was buried deeply, and his hands hung weakly on the sides of the black wolf's body. There was a chill of indifference in the air.

The black wolf seemed a little uneasy, and kept looking back at Lu Chen, and after a while, Lu Chen said in a low voice: "Don't go to Yi Xin, she...... He's dead. ”

"Roar!"

A terrible roar suddenly burst out from the black wolf's mouth, and the green and cold ghost fire instantly appeared in its re-intact giant eyes, like a burning flame, Huo Ran raised his head, staring at the deep dark night and the distant mountain ahead.

Killing intent emanated from the beast, as if it was about to tear everything in front of it, and its steps suddenly stepped forward, as if it was about to rush into the darkness in the distance.

A bloody palm gently stopped in front of its eyes, and a moment later, Lu Chen's voice came from the black wolf's ears, as if with a hint of calm, and said, "No need to go, I have already avenged her." ”

The black wolf's front foot paused in mid-air, and after a while, it slowly retracted. It turned its huge wolf head, its terrifying, murderous gaze staring at the landing.

Lu Chen didn't mean to dodge, but just nodded lightly at the giant wolf.

The turquoise fire slowly subsided, replaced by an indescribable deep sadness, and the huge black wolf was silent, standing still for a long time, as if many, many pictures of the past passed by before its eyes.

The valley of the Confused Land, the smiling girl, she holds it, carefully puffing out her mouth, warm embrace, kind smile, and rambling advice, she is always laughing, she is always gentle, she is always a little stupid, even when we break up, she will go the wrong way......

It's just that the night is so cold, the world is so cruel, and when the life that should have died finally struggled to survive in her hands, the light fell on their hearts.

The black wolf carried Lu Chen on his back, slowly turned around, and walked slowly in the other direction, towards the south with his back to the tall and majestic mountain.

There was silence in the mountains and forests, and darkness and silence hung around them. Lu Chen lay on its back silently, one person and one wolf, and gradually walked away.

It's just that just as they were about to walk into the darkness, suddenly, the black wolf turned around, staring at the dark world with huge eyes, and let out a long and terrible howl.

The whistling sound spread far away, echoing between heaven and earth, echoing in the night wind, and gradually fading away, like a memory of the past.

Then, at last, they walked into the darkness and disappeared into the distance.

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On the majestic Kunlun Mountain, it is also late at night.

On Tiankun Peak, in the solemn and majestic Zhengyang Hall, Qiandeng Zhenren finished handling the last thing and stood up from the wide main seat.

This large chair is very wide, looks full of momentum, and the wood used is a very rare "blood wing sandalwood", which is the best spiritual wood with four lines of grade, which is priceless, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is one of the most precious chairs in the world.

Only a famous sect like the Kunlun faction, which has been inherited for 5,000 years and has never been broken, can have such a profound heritage and have such a treasure. As a highly respected Yuanying Zhenren in the Kunlun Sect, Qiandeng Zhenren certainly knew the origin of this Blood-Winged Sandalwood Throne, and also knew that in the long years in the past, only the heads of the Kunlun Sect in the past dynasties were qualified to sit on this chair.

He had wanted to sit in this chair a long time ago, but today, when he actually sat on it, he didn't feel particularly comfortable.

This chair seems to be a little too hard, although the blood-winged sandalwood is the best spiritual wood, which can nourish spiritual power and calm the spirit, but this kind of spiritual wood is born with a unique and strange atmosphere, not fishy, but a very strange smell, some people like it very much, and some people are very disgusted.

Sendeng Majin didn't like the smell, so he didn't like the chair either.

But he loved the feeling of sitting in this chair. So when he stood up, he couldn't help but gently touch the handrail next to him with his hand, and then showed a satisfied smile, turned around and walked into the back hall of the Zhengyang Palace.

Although the night was dark, the side hall behind the Zhengyang Hall was still brightly lit, but by this time, the many Yuanying real people who had originally gathered together were gone. When Qiandeng Zhenren walked into this hall, he only saw two people, one was the bald and fat man Tianlan Zhenjun sitting on the throne of the head, and the other was Zhuo Xian, who was standing beside him with a respectful face.

Qiandeng Zhenren glanced at Zhuo Xian lightly, there was some contempt in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared, replaced by a look of respect and gentleness, stepped forward and saluted Tianlan Zhenjun, and said, "Uncle Shi, I'm here." ”

Tianlan Zhenjun opened his eyes, glanced at Qiandeng Zhenren, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Qiandeng, you are here, sit down and talk." ”

"Yes. Qiandeng Zhenren thanked him, and then sat down on the left hand side of Tianlan Zhenjun.

The chair gave him a very familiar feeling, and it was very comfortable, especially compared to the Blood-Winged Sandalwood Throne before. This chair had been in this hall for many years, and he had sat for many years, and had always been in a position above the others under one man.

For some reason, when he sat here tonight, he suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, as if he felt a little different from before.

This subtle emotion passed through Qiandeng Zhenren's heart, but it did not show the slightest on his face, and at the same time, the voice of Tianlan Zhenjun came from his ears, and said, "Have you finished handling everything outside?"

Qiandeng Zhenren bowed slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, now the sect is stable, and many disciples are in their own places, and there is no difference. ”

Tianlan Zhenjun nodded and said, "After the big change, you can have such a stable situation, Qiandeng you have a lot of credit." ”

Qiandeng Zhenren smiled: "It's all up to your old man to take charge of the overall situation and turn the tide, so that my Kunlun door is in danger." ”

Tianlan Zhenjun pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "How is Xianyue?"

Qiandeng Zhenren paused for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Zhuo Xian, who was standing on the opposite side, but saw that Zhuo Xian also raised his eyes at this time, as if this question also touched him.

The eyes of the two men made contact in mid-air, and then they looked away.

Qiandeng Zhenren said respectfully to Tianlan Zhenjun: "The senior brother in charge is seriously injured, it is difficult to see things, for his own Taoism and longevity, he has to enter the cave to close the life and death pass, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of the customs in the past ten years." ”

Tianlan Zhenjun nodded, and then suddenly sighed again, and said, "Senior Nephew Xianyue is my senior brother's proud disciple, and it is a pity that I don't want to suffer this calamity." ”

Qiandeng Zhenren and Zhuo Xian both looked down at the ground and did not answer this sentence.

After a while, Tianlan Zhenjun said to Qiandeng Zhenren: "You have also been busy for a day, go and rest." In the next few days, I'm afraid that you will still be busy, hard. ”

Qiandeng Zhenren hurriedly stood up and said, "Uncle Shi has won the award, these are all things I should do." In fact, the disciple's skills are crude, and since he was promoted to the acting head, he has been terrified, lest he be ineffective in his work, sorry for the ancestors of the past generations, and even more sorry for the trust of his uncle. In fact, if Uncle Shi is free, Qiandeng for the 100,000 disciples in the sect implore Uncle Shi to come out of the mountain to take over this great position, and my Kunlun Sect will definitely be able to prosper from now on and regain the glory of the ancestor. ”

Next to him, Zhuo Xian frowned slightly, and glanced at Qiandeng Zhenren, while Tianlan Zhenjun was silent for a moment, but he showed a hint of an expression that seemed to be smiling, looked at Qiandeng Zhenren, and said, "Are you serious?"

Qiandeng Zhenren's heart jumped suddenly, and a chill rose for no reason. (To be continued.) )