In the wheat field outside Shimo Village, Xi Mutong told Ling Xuanluo what happened before she was tied up and separated from the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info What she told was only clear to herself, and the engagement process with the ruthless was even more hurried.

When the old things were finished, she said no more. Ling Xuanluo listened sometimes angry, sometimes sighed, and held a handful of ears of wheat in the palm of his hand, which had been pinched into powder. In order not to disturb Xi Mutong, he tried his best to be calm, but no one could understand how much turmoil he had set off in his heart.

After Xi Mutong was silent, his excited emotions precipitated, and he only cut his arms upside down and looked at the horizon where the sky met in the distance.

Everywhere is an endless field of gold, filled with golden wheat, representing the joy of a good harvest. This is my aunt's mental space, and in the streamer wall, she replaces the wheat fields of the harvest season with the cold shoreless lake.

The wheat fields were vast and silent, except for the rustling sound of the summer breeze blowing through.

Ling Xuanluo still had a lot to say, and he didn't want to be so cold, so he took the initiative to ask: "From this point of view, although my aunt is bent on death, through the retreat and meditation in the illusion talisman, she actually has a desperate desire to survive. If it weren't for the persecution of the Jinshu Sage, the tragedy of fragmentation would not necessarily happen. Or my aunt is now married to her husband, and her husband sings with her wife, and she sings and sings!"

Xi Mutong smiled sadly: "With his physical condition, I'm afraid it won't be easy to survive to this day." What happened to me can only be said to be caused by their own factors, and Jin Shusheng just added fuel to the fire at the last moment. Even if he wanted to change me, he wouldn't be able to do that. On that day, whether he appeared at the Tomb of Despair or not, how could I go back to where I was......"

Ling Xuanluo tossed and turned in distress, didn't hear anything in her words, and said angrily: "This immortal snake has been acting in front of us! He tried his best to cover up his crime, and it turned out that he was betting that his aunt would not wake up!"

A few words were said in a solemn tone, and the killing intent was fully revealed, but what kind of mood it was actually was, and it was undoubtedly revealed at this time.

Xi Mutong saw it in his eyes, secretly surprised, thinking that he had not seen him for a few months, he had transformed from the impulsive and arrogant rebellious boy in the past into a seasoned and introverted general, if there were people who didn't know the inside story here, it was really hard to believe.

In fact, from the beginning of the Tongxian Grand Ceremony to meeting her in the streamer wall, it didn't take long for him to experience such a modest and dignified and sharp edge, proving that in a short period of time, how much bloody and bloody tempering he had suffered, and what kind of harsh environment was used to cultivate today's personality that is not chaotic and scheming.

She was both guilty and distressed, and she wanted to hug him impulsively, so she quickly turned her back to avoid his gaze, and said indifferently: "The words of the Jinshu Sage are not all untrue. ”

Ling Xuanluo has been suppressing his anger, it can be said that he has endured it hard, listening to her words, it seems that he is excusing the poisonous snake, and he can't help but protest, and asks rhetorically: "Oh, my aunt can't be that human-faced beast-hearted Hua Liuxian, and she still has a brother-sister relationship, right? If he can't possess you, he will destroy you to prevent others from cheapening." This kind of behavior is not as good as a beast, and it is even more intolerable! Not only does he not care about the old relationship with you, but he also treats your life like a mustard, so why do we need to delve into the truth or falsity of his words?"

Xi Mutong understood his feelings, but he didn't agree with his statement, shook his head and said, "Xuanluo must not lose his objective judgment because of hatred. This matter is far more complicated than it seems, so much so that you ignore the fact that the current battle of the Six Realms seems to be a battle between the Condor Alliance and the Blue Wolf Alliance, but it is not the case. ”

Ling Xuanluo's heart sank suddenly, and he immediately comprehended, and asked, "The third party that my aunt refers to is not that Nangong Xiang?"