311 The wind rises in Chang'an, and the destiny awaits us

"If you don't help me, forget it. The bone elf shook off his arm and said angrily, "Don't splash me with cold water." ”

The judge put away the book of life and death, and looked behind her through the bone elf, not knowing what he was looking at: "There used to be a human ...... like you."

The judge suddenly changed his words: "Creatures." But, again, you are all doomed. ”

This is the true destiny of heaven, and it cannot be forced.

He turned and walked back into the room, still sitting in front of his desk, doing what he had done for thousands of years, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Let's go. King Jizo shook his head: "Let's just assume that this incident didn't happen today." ”

As soon as the swordsman heard this, the big stone hanging in his heart was finally put down, and he immediately pulled the bone elf back and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

"Then, Master. The bone elf's heart had been insisting for some reason and fell apart in an instant: "I, can I still come back?"

"Wait until it's all over. King Jizo left only one fluttering sentence.

Falling into the ears of the bone elf, she seemed to see a glimmer of light: "Okay." In a thousand words, she could only say one word.

What does Master mean is that after Chi You's problem is solved, he can go in and out of the underworld at will?

The way back was more than twice as easy as when I came, exposing myself and getting acquiescence, so I didn't have to hide anymore.

"Swordsman, when you go around the pavilion for a while, you still have to pay attention. The bone elves still didn't dare to be completely reassured.

As I have said, Meng Po is not the same as an ordinary ground secretary, and those who pass the order will not necessarily be taken seriously. She doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that the swordsman can sit back and relax.

The swordsman glanced in the direction of the pavilion and replied casually, "This time, you are worried. ”

What does this mean? The bone elf looked into the pavilion, where was there a familiar figure playing chess, Meng Po never left there, and now she was not there when they left?

That's a bit of a coincidence.

The bone elf was just stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted: "Good opportunity, don't go quickly." ”

The two of them didn't dare to go around the pavilion with their heads back, and the things that the bone elf said made the swordsman still feel uneasy, even if he saw the other party's absence, he didn't dare to relax.

A figure turned out behind the gazebo, and Meng Po looked at the figures of the two swordsmen leaving, and then walked out unconsciously.

It's also embarrassing to pretend not to know.

"Who are you?" someone asked from behind him.

Meng Po was excited, and only then did she react, because of her momentary slackness, the reincarnation well was afraid that there was a long queue earlier.

"This bowl of soup, drink it, you can forget all your troubles. She pulled out a bowl directly from behind her, "so you don't have to worry about who I am." ”

What annoys her the most are those ordinary people who don't know the goods, and every time they see her, they will ask the same questions. No matter how patient people are, they will not answer persistently for thousands of years.

"But, I don't want to ......" The soul body was scattered, and the only place in his eyes that could be seen was a little energetic.

"Love to drink or not. Meng Po muttered, it wasn't a moment for her to hide behind the pillars of the pavilion, the old man was standing all the time, was it so easy? She had been considerate of others for so many years, it was time to be considerate of herself.

The water in the reincarnation well began to bubble ......, which was a reminder that the time had come.

Meng Po directly picked the edge of the bowl with her fingers, strode to the spirit that was still hesitant, opened his mouth, and poured it all in.

"Ahem, ahem. "Meng Po moved too violently, and that spirit didn't have time to react at all. When he finished coughing, he realized that everything in front of him was unfamiliar.

Not only that, but the whole brain is blank inside. An old woman with gray hair staggered over and led him to a well.

"That's it. Meng Po pointed to the mouth of the well: "Go down, go down and you will get a new life." ”

The man jumped, his white clothes fluttering, fluttering in the wind, the fall of the autumn leaves only took a moment, and the birth of the spirit body was not even a moment.

Wow, a newborn baby in the Nether fell to the ground, and the palace was busy.

Another prince was born, and Emperor Tang was holding his child, but there was no joy in his eyes, more worry.

This child was born at the wrong time. He was afraid that he would not be able to protect him.

The sky is dark and thunderous. Qin Tianjian said that this was a precursor to the great changes in the Three Realms. Being in the royal family can't escape such a big change.

What's more, it will be the first to suffer because of its unusual identity.

"Are you back?" asked the fox beauty cautiously, as she looked at the two of them as if their faces were not good, especially the bone elves.

I'm afraid it's not going well. Come to think of it, it's obvious that they are all disciples who have been explicitly forbidden, how can it be easy!

"Xiaoyaosheng, how is he practicing?" the bone elf stood in the courtyard and rubbed his feet, why didn't he see his figure?

"Oh, he, mana grows. The fox beauty replied seemingly nonchalantly. Practicing spells, or secret and profound spells, how can there be any quick methods. You can only take it one step at a time!

It's true that spells are getting longer, even if it's as slow as a turtle, it's actually growing!

"Then, let's go to the Martial God Altar first, and we won't wait for the two of you!" the bone elf waved his hand, which was regarded as farewell.

The swordsman also nodded, and this arrangement seemed to him to be the most appropriate.

On a muddy path outside the temple, people come and go, there are vendors, and there are tourists. However, most of them come to the temple to offer incense.

Chang'an City has not been peaceful recently, and it is said that the yamen is so busy that it can only be helpless. The people had nothing to do to protect themselves. If you have a little ability at home, you can only drag your family to come here to stick incense, even if it doesn't work, you have the right to be a psychological comfort, after all, it's better than nothing!

There was a fast horse galloping along the trail. The young man on horseback above kept waving a long whip in his hand and shouted, "Ride!"

The mud from the horse's hooves kept splashing on the passers-by, and some of them couldn't help but curse: "Riders, look at it! Splash dead people!"

Sekihara apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone. "That's what I said, but the sweaty BMW that can step down is not slowing down, and it is still running faster and faster.

That's it, until this maroon red figure swept in front of the two swordsmen.

"Isn't this the bloody BMW we saw that day?" the swordsman felt strange, but he was very sure.

There will never be a second horse of that quality. Even if they are both sweaty and bloody BMWs, he doesn't believe that he will see two horses in just a few days.

Guan Yuan saw the landmark building outside the imperial city, Huasheng Temple, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly: "Chang'an, I'm here!"