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Su Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of different color flashed in his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm so tired...... It's so sleepy......"

Xiao Baihua was still muttering in a daze, and Su Jiu didn't move, so she held him in her arms, her eyes a little empty, as if she was thinking about something.

It wasn't until Little White Flower stopped making a sound and fell asleep completely that she moved her eyes and turned her gaze back to the child in her arms.

Then he suddenly pursed his lips and whispered:

"If you can't remember, don't think about it again......"

"That's not your memory......"

"You don't have to suffer what you don't belong to......"

"You're not a bone...... He's not your ......."

At the same time as the words fell, Su Jiu sighed lightly, and the aura in his body moved slightly, and he sank into Xiao Baihua's body along the palm of his hand to soothe his mind.

After a dozen breaths passed, Xiao Baihua's subconsciously tense body in her sleep gradually relaxed.

Then Su Jiu separated a trace of his divine sense and entered the little white flower divine soul to ensure that he could sense his situation at any time, and then sent him back to the war beast space.

After doing all this, Su Jiu came back to his senses and looked at the Hui Ming Ancient Lamp he was holding in his right hand.

However, her gaze only paused for a moment, and she moved into the far sky.

Sure enough, the middle-aged Taoist stared at her with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth, with extreme anger in his eyes, and even a killing intent that could not be concealed.

It seemed that in just a moment, he would rush towards Su Jiu and use the biggest killing move to destroy Su Jiu.

It's just that around him at this moment, there is a circle of imprisonment, which is under the white bones before, and he is firmly imprisoned there, and he can't take a single step.

In a short period of time, it must be difficult to break through.

"Aren't you afraid of being despised by people when you act like this?" he roared, his face slightly hideous and terrifying with extreme anger.

Su Jiu completely ignored his undisguised killing intent, shook the reverberation lamp in his hand, and raised his eyes and chuckled: "Act like this, how did I act?"

"You!!"

Su Jiu's actions seemed tantamount to provocation to the middle-aged Daoist, and he even felt that he was mocking him, which made the killing intent in his heart burst out.

In an instant, a substantial force was formed, which violently distorted the air around him, and even shook the circle of imprisoned power around him!

Immediately after hearing a click, several cracks appeared on the power of the circle of confinement, and it seemed that soon, he would shatter the circle of confinement.

However, Su Jiu's face did not change color at all, as if she hadn't seen that scene, she turned her gaze back to the Hui Ming Lantern in her hand.

After a few breaths, she raised her eyes again: "The magic weapon resources, in the cultivation realm, will never belong to a fixed person. ”

Even if it is a magic weapon that you have refined with your own hands, it is very likely that it will change hands in the next moment of birth.

Or a cave treasure land, even if your sect has inherited it from the long years, and you don't have the strength to protect it, you can only watch it change hands.

This is the tacit common sense of all monks in the cultivation world.

Some people are sad and angry, and some people are unwilling, but so what?

This is not ordinary, there is no temple and yamen, only an iron rule called strength.

And who dares to say that the contents of their storage bags are all clean and bloodless?

"If you think you have what it takes to take it back, take it. ”

At the moment when the middle-aged Taoist broke through the confinement, Su Jiu's words fell gently, but it carried an endless chill, and it swept out along the air in an instant.

It was just a short moment, and it swept in front of the middle-aged Daoist, and with a bang, it was like a hurricane, and it was fiercely involved in his body.

The movement that made him run forward suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly turned pale, without the slightest blood.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood with ice slag gushed out of his throat like a blooming blood flower, but it was fleeting.

The green-eyed young man who was still unable to move not far away saw this scene, and at the same time he secretly swallowed his saliva, there was also a little anxiety in his eyes, so as soon as his mind moved, he hurriedly transmitted a message to the middle-aged Taoist to dissuade him.

Su Jiu's eyes also looked at the green-eyed boy at this time, as if he had noticed his movements, and just one glance made the green-eyed boy sweat coldly.

"But before you come, remember to take the head on your neck. When he retracted his gaze, Su Jiu once again looked at the pale-faced middle-aged Taoist in the distance.

As soon as these words fell, her figure shook slightly, began to become illusory, and quietly disappeared into the air in a few breaths.

And the green-eyed young man suddenly found that the imprisoning power in his body had disappeared at this time, he looked at the middle-aged Taoist in a daze, and said in a daze: "She, she means not to kill us??"

He was ready to fight to the death or even blow himself up.

The middle-aged Daoist had obviously not recovered from the impact just now, and his breath was still a little disordered, but the moment he heard this question, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Turning his head to look at the green-eyed boy, he snorted coldly: "Do you want to be grateful for her grace of not killing?!"

"Uh...... This to no. The green-eyed boy smiled a little awkwardly, but he was only slightly surprised.

Such an approach would be extremely stupid everywhere.

It is said that cutting grass does not remove roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

She planted the grass herself, so she was not afraid that one day in the future, this grass would climb up and strangle her to death?

Or is she confident in her own strength?

Thinking of this, the green-eyed boy immediately squinted, and a hint of interesting laughter appeared behind him.

He looked at a farm yard below, and without turning his head, he said to the middle-aged Taoist, "I said Wild Daoist, what do you mean by her?"

"What do you mean, what do you mean by thinking about her?!"

The middle-aged Taoist's face couldn't sink any longer, and his whole body released a terrifying aura, and a pair of eyes stared straight at a farmhouse below, as if he wanted to see a hole in the roof.

The green-eyed boy didn't care about his tone, and after a turn of his gaze, he seemed to think of something interesting, and he laughed again:

"I think it should be the effect of my pot of thousand-year-old brew, which changed my life, and also saved your little life by the way. ”

The green-eyed young man's mouth was full of jokes, ignoring the extremely gloomy and ugly face of the middle-aged Taoist, and a dodge came to the middle-aged Taoist's side, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, sighed and sighed:

"So Wild Daoist, you owe me my life. ”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged Daoist's fist clenched at his side finally couldn't help it, and he raised it violently and hit the green-eyed young man mercilessly.

"Get out!!"

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