Yaoli had the intention of going all the way, but he was able to break through the obstacles, and he never kept it intact, surprisingly he didn't meet anyone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Not a single figure was encountered.

The dignified Tang Palace, not to mention anything else, just the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces, six courtyards, and the sea of people, he didn't believe that he had made such a big move and didn't come out.

Suddenly, the scenery of Yaoli's eyes changed drastically, as if he had changed a painting.

The fog cleared, and the things around me became more and more real.

Yao Li actually stood on the Qinglong Avenue when he came, the Qinglong Avenue was intact, but it was only a corner of the top of the avenue, and the dragons carved on the surface were shattered and dim.

"The turtle king eight mung beans are really evil!"

Yaoli didn't have the heart to sigh here, and after coldly dropping a sentence, he ran away with a brisk walk.

It was late at night, and Yao Li, who was standing in front of the smoke house, was in the same mood as the night, dark.

The smoke house is intact, there is no trace of a fight on the surface, and the smoke house is like the mood of Yaoli, and it is dark.

The door to the smoke house has been sealed, but it is not guarded by soldiers.

Yaoli is very much like tearing off the seal and fighting his mother happily, making his heart feel better.

Unexpectedly, it was strikingly similar, Yaoli remembered the scene that happened in Broken Leaf City, but now he is no longer the person he once was.

The ability is high, and the enemy's ability is even higher.

Grandma, he is still weak, sad!

Yaoli, who calmed down, did not act rashly, because it was more comfortable to let the enemy live in despair than to let the enemy die happily.

But now the situation is the opposite, and it is he who lives in despair.

Xiaobao and Black Mountain, who were connected to his heart, he couldn't even feel their location, let alone know if they were still alive.

Xueluo and the little wolf, who were injured and unconscious, are now also missing, and their lives and deaths are unknown.

The third son, the little monk of Er and Huizhi disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared in Chang'an City at all.

Yaoli's mood fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and he prayed in his heart that nothing would happen, and nothing would happen.

He would rather have an accident himself than have an accident with his relatives and friends around him.

Where are they, whether they are safe or not, Yaoli's heart began to become no longer calm, became extremely restless, and even the situation of blood all over the ground appeared in the corners of the heart.

He was depressed, helpless, and even had a despair in his heart that he refused to live alone, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him, covered in blood, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, beckoning to him

Relatives died, friends died, and his world was dead and dead, without a trace of life.

He smiled sadly and hopelessly, like a person who had no love, step by step into the abyss of despair.

A sharp knife that flickered with cold light appeared in front of Yao Li out of thin air like a bleak meteor that slashed through the night.

There was a breath of despair in Yao's eyes, and his body involuntarily walked forward step by step, and the sharp knife that flashed cold light summoned him like a family member and friend.

The world was quiet, as if the world was dead.

There was a soft grunt, like a thunderbolt in the quiet world, breaking the silence of the world, and the world began to boil.

The air of despair began to drift away, and the world became full of life again.

Yaoli woke up in an instant, like a dream.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the sharp knife half a foot away from the heart, like a silent assassin, stabbed at him silently, and it came in an instant.

At the last moment, Yao Li took a step to the side, narrowly avoiding the silent sharp knife.

The end of the world is at hand, one step at a time.

The distance of one zhang is not far, one end is life, and the other end is death.

"Boom"

The voice was like a ghost laugh from the Nine Shadows, breathtaking, mixed with pessimism and despair, and swept away from all directions.

"Is it a human being a ghost, or is it a ghost?"

Yao Li, who had felt pessimism and despair, drank coldly, surrounded by green gold and electric sparks, as sacred and inviolable as the god of thunder.

"What about people, what about ghosts, what about pretending to be ghosts?"

It was like a voice from Jiuyou sounding left and right, and Yao Li couldn't capture its exact location at all.

Only a sharp knife with a flickering cold light stood in mid-air at the opposite side, which was extremely weird.

"Master, the little beast is hungry again, isn't it very angry?"

The ink-colored fragrant beast turned over in front of Yao Li's chest, and its large, round eyes were sluggish, and he asked very aggrievedly.

The grunt that broke the quiet world, like the purr of life, coincidentally came from the inky incense beast, not for anything else, but because it was hungry.

"I'm hungry and competitive!"

Without hesitation, Yao Li took out a large piece of jerky from the bone ring, handed it to the ink-colored fragrant beast, and praised it.

But he secretly said that it was dangerous, but he didn't expect that because of the absence of relatives and friends, there was a gap in his heart, and it happened to be used by foreign objects, which affected his mind. If it weren't for the inky fragrance and the sound of his stomach gurgling sounding at the right time, he would have been on the road and would have died with a whimper.

The inky fragrant beast was like a child who had been praised, and its large, round eyes showed a sense of joy, and it seemed to fly with joy.

"No matter who you are, since you dare to move the master's idea, the master will beat you to the point where you are not a human or a ghost, and let you see your father and mother without a face!"

Yao Li clenched his hands into fists, the light flashed in his eyes, the force was everywhere, and he scolded in the shock of his clothes, but his feet did not move.

"Can you see me? If you can see me, why are you standing there like a fool, motionless? ”

A black shadow landed beside the sharp knife, raised his hand to grab the sharp knife, looked at Yao Li and asked suspiciously.

At the same time, a small beast like a shadow crawled from the hilt of the knife to the shoulder of the black shadow, turning black, wrapped in a thick sense of despair, like an abyss, lifeless.

Yao Li looked at the shadow-like beast above the black shadow's shoulder, and there was a chill in his eyes.

The Beast of Despair, one of the five strange beasts of heaven and earth. Ranked fifth after the Beast of Weather, the Beast of Joy, and the Beast of Deception, it is born with the power of despair and is extremely mysterious.

Legend has it that in the mysterious south, there is a hidden immortal sect of the Ruthless Sect, and this sect controls the beasts of heaven and earth such as the Beast of Despair, but when was the Ruthless Sect born, and how did he become the enemy of the Ruthless Sect?

The bottom of the medicine suddenly became heavy, but he said disdainfully:

"Hmph, since you want to know why the master is motionless, the master will tell you the truth, the master is playing monkey, see you like a big horse monkey jumping and laughing, very funny."