Chapter 1738: Blood Thousand Nights and Bouis Extra 15
For example, the ink is dead, such as the ghost emperor and the ghost mother of the dead city.
is also like the Sect Master of the Xiaoyao Sect, and Su Xingxian.
Although several people were in different places in Moxuan, their divine senses were all concerned about it.
I don't know when Mo Xuan came out with two Xuan Saints who could advance to Xuan Zun?
In the eyes of everyone, the Xuan Qi was surging rapidly, the sky was low and almost like night, and the two huge breaths forced the onlookers to withdraw from a hundred miles away before they could barely stand.
The Xuan Qi surged more and more, like two huge whirlpools, as if they were about to suck the heavens and the earth into it.
However, in an instant, the Xuan Qi was absorbed completely, the dark clouds dispersed, the sky cleared, and the colorful strange light illuminated the sky.
Two bodies roared, and two figures slowly stepped out.
The Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Mother in the distance slowly closed their eyes, as if they had never opened them.
The Sect Master of the Xiaoyao Sect smiled slightly, and his figure flashed, and there was no trace of him.
And Su Xingxian hugged Luo Yueying, kissed him, and his heart was extremely happy, with Buvisi and Blood Qianye Rank Xuanzun, I was afraid that Mo Yan that kid would not be able to sleep well at night.
The face of the Imperial City's Mo Yan was naturally not very good-looking, and he hated it in his heart, and he was a little envious, and finally he sighed.
Xuanzun was born, and the onlookers saluted one after another, looking up at the figures of the two, only to feel that the golden light behind the two was shining, making people dare not look directly.
I only vaguely saw two tall figures, walking slowly hand in hand, seemingly slowly, but a few steps were thousands of miles away, and there was no trace......
Since then, it is said that the two great Venerables, Bouis and Blood Thousand Nights, have rarely appeared in front of the world. Occasionally, monks met in strange mountains and rivers that were inaccessible, and the two of them were also inseparable, and Meng was never separated.
Slowly there is a legend, the two are deeply in love, they are heart-to-heart, the most is a pair of brothers, the two walked all over the Moxuan Continent hand in hand, and finally broke through again, and finally soared to the divine realm.
There is also a legend that the two great Venerables cherished each other and supported each other on the road of cultivation, and along the way, they had unspeakable feelings, but the world could not accept them, so after being promoted to Xuanzun, the two lived in seclusion hand in hand, ignoring the rights and wrongs of the world, and living a life like a fairy couple......
Meng Meng Da Luo Moon Shadow Su Xing oblique outer cutting line ****
For Luo Yueying, the first half of her life can be described in one sentence.
Powerful, capricious!
On the night of Luo Yueying's birth, it is said that it was the middle of the moon, the moonlight was sultry, the moonlight was just right, and the ground was almost as bright as day.
At the moment when it fell to the ground, the room was full of red light, the fragrance was fragrant, and you could vaguely hear the fairy music fluttering, which was a good omen.
The Luo family was originally just a small aristocratic family, dependent on the Principality of Hualan, and there was no genius for several generations, but at least there was a title, which barely had some background, and it was also a small family in the local area.
The patriarch heard this omen, and just thought, maybe this girl has a little bit of creation, if she is born beautiful, she can be trained to be a princess or something, even if it is the tomb of the head of the Luo family.
The patriarch thought well, the main tomb of the Luo family was indeed smoking, it was not just smoking, it was simply an explosion.
Luo Yueying, one year old can speak, three years old can read books by herself, but at the age of five, the Luo family's poor collection of books was thoroughly read by her.