"His grandmother's, dare to sneak attack the master? The man chopped off his life and sold it to a brothel, and the woman forcibly pushed it down to warm the bed for the pig, cough cough, it hurt me to death! ”

Yaoli struggled to stand up, carefully guarded the Quartet, and scolded loudly, seeing that the Quartet did not react, and after the person who attacked him did not strike again, he began to cough violently, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood again, he finally felt a burst of comfort in his chest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The man chopped off his life and sold it to a brothel, and the woman forcibly pushed it down to warm the bed for the pig, cough cough, it hurt me to death!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast waving its two ink-colored wings appeared beside Yaoli, imitating Yaoli's anger with a childish voice, which was indescribably funny, and people couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It seems that it is the messenger of happiness in the world, and every move can dissolve the troubles and sorrows in your heart.

"Did you hear it, did you hear it, Lao Tzu is the person who catches his eye is the wind, under the sneak attack of the fairy mother-in-law, he can be so alive and vigorous, and even scolding people is so wonderful, Lao Tzu really wants to see the scene of the fairy mother-in-law warming the bed of the pig, it must be, it's exciting to think about!"

The spirit stood on top of the dome, looked at the ruins above him, and said with a fluttering eyebrow, as if he had seen it himself.

"Hmph, you can only think about it in this life!"

Said mockingly.

"Wang, if you don't reveal my scars, you can have a piece of meat, hey, why can't you see that kid?"

Ling, who wanted to fight a few more words, suddenly said suspiciously.

"How can you and I speculate on the master's methods, maybe the sudden immortal finger is a means for the master to test that little bastard!"

Xu, who had been wrestling, finally stopped shaking his hands and said with an unfathomable face.

"Don't be a little bastard, a little bastard, how can you call the little bastard, that's the person Lao Tzu fancies!"

At this time, layers of white mist swayed around the ancient buildings that had become ruins, covering the ancient buildings, and looking from afar, it was like a corner of the sky waiting for the red sun to jump out.

"Master, you're coughing up blood again!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast landed on a piece of rubble, its mouth opened into a circle, and it said with an expression that scared the beast to death.

"Did you see who attacked me?"

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yao Li tried to move his body as if it was falling apart, and asked in severe pain.

"Back to the master, the little beast only saw a pillar, a pillar with a fragrance!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast made a meditative thought, its big round eyes showed the color of memory, and finally said in a cute voice.

"The pillars, the scented pillars, grandma's, it's a shame, it's a big deal, and you can't even find the object of revenge! No matter, heal first! ”

Yao Li muttered to himself like a demonic barrier, and after finally telling the ink-colored fragrant beast a few words, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to heal his injuries.

I have to say that the Tianhe Heart Sutra is an immortal skill that conquers the heavens and the earth, and it has unexpected benefits both by absorbing the Force and treating injuries at extreme speed.

But every time the Tianhe Heart Sutra is run to the extreme, Yaoli has a feeling that his strength is not enough.

At first, Yao Li thought that after all, his cultivation time was still short, and he had not yet cultivated to the point of drawing the Force from the void, but as the realm improved, the doubts in Yao Li became bigger and bigger.

The Tianhe Heart Sutra is incomplete, and it is a set of incomplete exercises.

But at this time, Yaoli is no longer the Dongfang Xiaoshu in Tangjia Village, after all, he is close to the apex of the human realm in the three realms of cultivating immortals, and his vision and thoughts are different.

Yao Li's body was glowing, and the Force was spurting all over his body, and the strange thing was that a trace of white mist was mixed with the Force and slowly penetrated into his body.

Half an hour later, Yao Li was already obscured by the white mist, and only the glowing body proved that he was still there.

In the steaming and tumbling white mist, a painting slowly rises, and finally floats out of thin air above the white mist, like a door.

The picture is blurry, but there is a shocking red in the lower left corner, like a newly embroidered blood flower, which is eye-catching and unusual.

In the white mist, a painting floating out of thin air like a door suddenly rotated, and a woman in a white robe appeared in the rotation.

He was long, at least half a head taller than Yao Li, his skin was fair, and his soft and delicate luster shone brightly, and his black hair like a waterfall was fluttering to reveal a suffocating face.

The eyebrows are like distant daisies, the eyes are like stars and autumn waves, Qiong's nose is high, her lips are like dots, and her face is like peach blossoms.

Cold, gentle, domineering, and dignified

A series of words were overshadowed in front of her.

What kind of beauty is this? There are only two words perfect, barely matching it.

"Benefactor, is it really you?"

The ink-colored fragrant beast squatting on top of a piece of rubble suddenly opened its big eyes, stood upright, and said to the white mist with teary eyes on its two fat front paws against its jaw.

The perfect woman's jade fingers are gently raised, and she puts them to her mouth to make a silent gesture, which is so charming.

The ink-colored fragrant beast obediently stopped talking, and the mist surrounded its large, round eyes, and the water splashed, and whispered softly in a voice that only it could hear:

"Benefactor, the little beast misses you!"

At this time, Yaoli's injury had recovered for the most part, and although the Tianhe Heart Sutra still had a sense of unfinished, Yaoli was already very satisfied.

It's just that a broken rib is more troublesome, unlike other broken bones that are intact. No matter how much the medicine is repaired, there are always cracks, like a shortcoming.

After a few failed attempts, Yaoli stopped trying, perhaps because he was too anxious.

Only then did he remember that when he was attacked, something seemed to protect him at that time and help him buffer it, which was the root of his finger from the immortal.

The white mist dissipated, the perfect woman still floated in the air, and the inky fragrant beast remained motionless.

"Is that the painting?"

When Yao Li thought about the painting, he opened his eyes, but he didn't see the painting he had placed next to his leg.

I saw the inky fragrant beast looking at him with tears in its eyes.

"Hey, I'm not dead, why are you crying?"

Yao Li's heart rose and moved, although this little thing has no advantages when he sleeps, but at least he is sincere and really cares about him.

"Master, the little beast has seen his benefactor, and the benefactor is smiling at the little beast! The little beast is so happy, so happy! ”

The big and round eyes of the ink-colored fragrant beast looked at the top of Yaoli's head, and said happily, swaying like a rewarded child.

"Benefactor? The turtle king eight mung beans, do you know that standing on top of other people's heads is a very rude thing? But for the sake of your feasting my eyes, I forgive you! ”

Yaoli turned around and looked up and scolded angrily, but when he saw the perfect woman, he was suddenly shocked, and his tone changed before he was ashamed to say such a thing.

The perfect woman was still floating in the air, smiling, not angry at Yaoli's unbridled eyes.

"Grandma's, people can be so beautiful! Ahem, don't mind, it's so good-looking, of course you have to take a few more looks! ”

Yao Li slapped his head and shouted, coughing to hide his embarrassment.

The ink-colored fragrant beast had already covered its eyes with its wings, and it did not dare to look directly. But nothing happened, and the perfect woman was still smiling.

"The avenue is ruthless, people are affectionate, ruthless enlightenment becomes forgetful, forgetful, forgetful, since there is a love word, how can you really forget!"

The perfect woman spoke, her voice was like heaven, and a pair of eyes looked at Yaoli, which can transform all things.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, okay? I've got women, and it's two! ”

Yao Li really couldn't bear to take his eyes off the perfect woman, and when he saw her looking directly at him like this, he teased domineeringly.

"Since you haven't forgotten your love, why should you forget, do you dare to marry me?"

The perfect woman asked suddenly, but still smiling.

Yaoli, who kept his head up and sat cross-legged, shook for no reason, as if he was stunned by sudden happiness, and finally Yaoli straightened his sword-like waist, and said strongly and calmly:

"Will you wash my feet?"

The perfect woman laughed like a flower, like a cloud, everything was bright.

The medicine couldn't help but look stupid, but the ink-colored fragrant beast covered its eyes more tightly.

With a pop, Yaoli fell down in intoxication, and a blood flower appeared on his chest, which was extremely bright.

Time seems to freeze here.

The perfect woman was holding a white rib in her hand, and there was a crack on the rib, as if she was born, and her voice sounded:

"In the past you were wounded for me, but in this world I am your bones"