256 Identities, revealed

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Wu Man'er was in extreme struggle and discovered the abnormality. It wasn't a long distance, and the place they were standing in the shade wasn't it. Why can you only see the patriarch and Ling'er, but the person who captured them and threatened them only had a black outline.

Thinking back to the scene before I saw this scene, it was clear that I was sleeping in the couple's house.

You can't go back to Shenmu Forest by mistake for no reason, right?

There seems to be only one possibility that can reasonably explain all this. Unless someone knows the demons in her heart and deliberately creates this illusory illusion.

However, just now, after the thing she had been worried about happened, the entanglement in her heart didn't seem to be so strong.

There are some things that can be solved without being tangled or escaping. Blindly hiding from worries can only lead to worse results.

For example, just now, my own hesitation created a situation of "one wrong step, one wrong step". Neither protecting your loved ones nor protecting the seal.

Thinking so, the scene in front of me slowly dissipated. Wu Man'er took a deep breath, it was the same as he had guessed, all of this was just created by someone with a heart.

As for the purpose, it seems too early to assert. When Wu Man'er opened his eyes again, he was in the thatched hut like the others.

Xiao Yaosheng stared at the ground in a daze for a long time: "I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." ”

Even if the tiger was fierce, Xiaoyaosheng never took the initiative to give it a fatal blow.

However, the hatred lotus fan in his hand was originally very similar to him, and everything was based on defense, but he didn't want to be hit by anything just now, so he broke away from Xiaoyaosheng's hand and slapped directly on the tiger's life.

Its mournful eyes before dying made Xiaoyaosheng unable to calm down for a long time, as if it was the first time that his hands were stained with the blood of other animals.

The sound of "rustling" hovered in his ears, and it was the hatred of the lotus fan that flew above Xiaoyaosheng's head.

is not as good as the fish intestines of the swordsman, there is a sword spirit in the fish intestines, and it has its own thoughts. However, in the final analysis, the Lotus Huabao Fan is also an artifact, and there is still a sense between it and Xiaoyaosheng.

Seeing that it was free, it slammed it on its head a few times, and then flew and floated in front of his eyes. Something seems to be said.

Xiao Yaosheng frowned, the karma he had just created was enough for him to be ashamed of, and he was so angry that the Lotus Huabao Fan came to join in the fun!

The Lihate Lianhua Fan flew above the clearing where the tiger had been killed, and a ray of light sprinkled down, and the tiger's corpse disappeared out of thin air.

Xiao Yaosheng's eyes widened, and then he gradually reacted, what does it mean to hate the lotus fan, "This is fake?" ”

The Lihate Lianhua Fan circled around Xiaoyaosheng several times, and it can be regarded as agreeing with Xiaoyaosheng's statement.

Zen meditation and enlightenment should be a clear mind, but enlightenment is far from seeing the results, and over time, it has become a shackle to do things.

Xiaoyaosheng lowered his head and pondered, if the tiger hurts people, it naturally can't let it do whatever it wants, but on the premise of not hurting it, can't it be temporarily controlled?

The light in front of him faded, and the swordsman's hand patted Xiaoyaosheng's shoulder, and sighed meaningfully: "It's good to come back." ”

At the critical juncture of Fang Cai, it was the swordsman who forced the farmer to unlock the forbidden spiritual power of Xiaoyaosheng, and this was the matter of saving the Lord from the Lotus Flower Fan.

With spiritual power to protect the body, Xiaoyaosheng can also protect himself when he protects others. If you don't have spiritual power, the consequences are ...... is the only situation like this that makes Xiaoyaosheng entangled.

"Alright, let's get it done!" The farmer threw the teacup in his hand on the table and said in a rough voice, "You have failed. ”

With the crisp sound of the tea cup shattering, a light flashed on the other side of the room, and the remaining dragon prince woke up leisurely.

Everything ended prematurely? What the hell does this mean? The swordsman looked the farmer in front of him up and down with a suspicious look, only to feel that it was becoming more and more difficult to understand what he meant.

"Swordsman, I told you a long time ago. I'm not a Chiyou person. The farmer no longer hid anything this time.

What's even more amazing is that he not only knows the true identity of everyone, but can even call everyone by name.

"What is here tonight is just a test for you." The farmer said leisurely, and with the rise and fall of his voice, the peasant woman crossed in outside the door.

The couple stood together and looked at everyone with a rather regretful expression. Then the farmer sighed, "That's it, it's probably all providence." Maybe it's not the right time! ”

The hostility of the swordsman disappeared, and at this time there were only ten thousand doubts: "You are ......"

The farmer smiled: "It's just a nobody, there is something that Master Guanyin got from Miss Qingyue." I wanted to entrust it to you, but before it was handed over to you, this test was destined to pass. ”

When they heard this, they all bowed their heads. It turned out that the cause and effect of the matter were still so tortuous, and they actually wronged the good people in vain.

Xiaoyaosheng's face was white for a while, and red for a while. He was originally thin-skinned, and today everyone has not passed the test, and the responsibility is still on him. How could he be happy in his heart?

When the swordsman heard the word "Qingyue", he was shocked. He had long felt that Qing Yue's identity was not simple.

In the past, she was only regarded as a teenager, and she became the owner of Linglong Pavilion without any dependence, and she was the daughter of her master Cheng Yanjin, although this daughter was not her own. But in Cheng Yanjin's eyes, it is no different from his own life.

Until he met Master Xuanzang, who was welcomed by the people in Chang'an City, and wanted to go west, a series of things happened. It was only then that the swordsman realized how much the identity behind such a seemingly ordinary person was worth excavating.

But at that time, it happened that the bone elf's evil thoughts occupied the physical body, which was enough for him to be busy, and this matter was actually put on hold.

Now it seems that the inextricable relationship between her and Guanyin is enough to get a glimpse.

The swordsman didn't intend to give up any opportunity, so he directly grabbed the farmer's sleeve and asked, "Miss Qingyue, what is the relationship with you?" ”

came up and asked directly about the relationship between Qingyue and Guanyin, which was a bit inappropriate. This matter still has to be done little by little.

The couple glanced at each other, and did not answer the swordsman's question, but instead flew out of several auspicious clouds around them, and the size of the two of them suddenly shrank a lot: "If a few people of destiny still want to get that thing, come to the Purple Bamboo Forest!" ”

Seeing the clouds under their feet getting fainter and fainter, the Dragon Prince seemed to remember something, and was about to open his mouth to call out "Hey", but before they could ask the rest of the words, they disappeared without a trace.

Prince Long lowered his head and pondered: "Looking at their figures, they should be the golden boy and jade girl next to Master Guanyin." ”

He and his father, Wang Gui, are dragons and members of the heavenly realm. So, when he was a child, he had the privilege of meeting Guanyin and some people around her.

The golden boy and girl are deeply impressed by him, and that appearance has not changed for more than ten years.