Cheng Liang's way of thinking is sometimes simple and rude.

If there are many choices for me to choose from, of course, I should consider it carefully and not act rashly.

But if you know that there is only one way to go, then what are you hesitating about?

So in the face of the question of whether the Lord of Tong Gu was sure, he nodded without hesitation and gave a positive answer.

The valley lord Tong did not hesitate for Cheng Liang's obligation, and did not show a surprised look, as if she knew Cheng Liang well enough, and had already guessed that Cheng Liang would definitely agree as soon as possible, instead of thinking too much about her own safety.

She stretched out her hand and brushed away the slightly messy hair in front of her face, showing the face as beautiful as a green lotus in front of Cheng Liang.

"Don't resist later, feel quietly. ”

The next moment, in Cheng Liang's eyes, the boundless white gradually began to shatter and began to collapse.

It was a sensation that turned the earth upside down, making him feel like he was sitting on a high-speed roller coaster, and even the floor under his feet was shattered into powder, making him feel as if he was experiencing the end of the world himself.

The white world vanished, but he still stood, thinking that a hand carved from ivory had been firmly imprinted on his chest.

The plain white turned into a blurred chaos in an instant, like nothingness after the collapse of the world.

And in this primitive chaos, Tong Canglan stood proudly, her slender hair like a brush stained with ink, and her long black skirt that clinged to her slender body, scattered and fluttered around her, windless and automatic.

This is her space, and she is the emperor here.

The majestic power flowed from her hand to Cheng Liang's body, and this actually did not make Cheng Liang feel pain, and there was even an indescribable sense of comfort.

It was like a body that had been hungry for several days, suddenly poured into a bowl of hot soup that had just come out of the oven, warming every corner of his body, and making him feel great satisfaction.

He somewhat understands why the male protagonists in those novels and anime are desperately trying to become stronger.

This continuous flow of power, the feeling of his body running away from his body, is really refreshing, not only nourishing people's hearts, but also like a massage master, dredging all the acupuncture points in his body, and then he seems to be in another realm.

Sure enough, as the Gu Lord Tong said, his body did not feel the slightest discomfort to Wuzun's Qi refining.

It's like...... He already had.

However, Tong Canglan frowned.

"It's not going to work, it's too slow. ”

Before Cheng Liang, who was immersed in it, could react, Tong Canglan suddenly grabbed Cheng Liang's placket with his other hand and pulled forward.

The pupils that seemed to have fluttering fireflies, and the stunning beauty that couldn't find any fault, came to Cheng Liang in an instant.

At this moment, not like Fang Cai's playful smile, Tong Canglan is like a princess, pulling Cheng Liang's placket imposingly, obviously Cheng Liang is taller, and she needs to look down on her, but it seems that she is high up and needs Cheng Liang to look up.

Her expression was cold, like a cut moon ring.

The next moment, Cheng Liang felt the hand that grabbed the placket of his clothes wander to the back of his neck.

Then he felt something imprinted on his lips, soft and glutinous like rice cakes, with a slight fragrance, which made him want to bite into it.

"Whew. ”

Cheng Liang's eyes widened, looking at the slender eyelashes that were close at hand, and he suddenly understood what was happening.

Tong Canglan stood on tiptoe and kissed Cheng Liang.

......

The whiteness of Duanmu Forest, which changes the world, can cover the curtain of dark clouds, and cannot cover the heavy rain and dew of beans falling from the sky.

Today's rain was extraordinarily heavy, and before the 'gathering of the sky', patches of turbid and even blood-stained pools were formed.

And in the blink of an eye, the situation would change in front of the 'Gathering Heaven' Palace, and after Duanmu Lin once again dragged the 'Blue Devil' with a single blow, he fell into a temporary stasis.

Cui Miao's guards and the disciples of the Shattered Heaven Valley all slowed down their fighting because of this vision of heaven and earth.

Liao Lao couldn't care about the 'Blue Devil' anymore, so he turned around and fought with Elder Chen.

The gradually cold corpse of the Chu Dynasty Sect Master, and Cheng Liang's companions fell to the ground unconscious.

After seeing the afterimage of Duanmu Lin, Xiaotong stopped crying and waited quietly again.

It seems that everyone present is like him at the moment, falling into a silent wait.

But what are you waiting for? Do you expect Duanmu Lin to defeat Wuzun 'Blue Devil' head-on? No matter how strong Duanmu Lin is, this seems unrealistic.

But Elder Chen's brazen attack knocked away the divine envoy Cheng Liang, stunned the divine beast Vermilion Bird, and killed the master of the Chu Dynasty on the spot, and now he is still dragging the old man Liao.

The matter has come to this point, it is impossible to even rescue Xiaotong, Duanmulin, what is he dragging?

Will there be anyone who will stand up at this time and help them turn things around?

Some of the Shattered Heaven Valley disciples who had also planned to stand up began to hesitate, the matter had come to this point, how to look at it, no matter how earth-shattering the hammer of Senior Duanmu was, it seemed that after Elder Chen made a move, there was no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

They hung their heads again, just as they had been when they had first come here in the morning.

Shattered Sky Valley, is it going to embark on the road of surrendering to the demon clan court after all?

There is only one person who has not given up yet.

A 'cat', to be exact.

Maybe it's because Sansan's body is too small, maybe it's because its original white and flawless hair has been gradually dyed by the rain Cheng Liang's earthy yellow, or maybe it's just that it is now the weakest one next to Cheng Liang.

No one noticed it, including Cui Miao, who was not far from him.

Among the people who came to the Shattered Sky Valley with Cheng Liang, it was the only one who woke up.

Because of the forcible promotion used to repair Beicheng when he fled, it and Suzaku's cultivation has not advanced an inch so far.

made it the longest time to accompany Cheng Liang, but gradually became the weakest one.

It is a fierce beast, one of the four evil beasts of ancient China, far less Buddhist than Bai Ze.

"What's wrong with Wuzun, when I was at my peak, I didn't ...... a mouthful"

The weight of the 'Blue Devil' had weakened again, but it had been tortured to the point of exhaustion, and it was covered in blood, and it was difficult to even take easy steps.

"This rain ...... It's annoying......"

The continuous raindrops hit its petite body, and it was extremely weak, feeling that the ordinary rain had turned into solid iron balls at this moment, smashing it staggering, and it was difficult to move forward.

It struggled to move forward, little by little, bloodshot and rain seeping its eyes, turning its world a blurry red.

"Don't be afraid, master...... The master will ...... soon."

It didn't think about what it could do with its shallow master in this situation.

There is only one thing in its mind: it doesn't want to care about anything now, it just wants to take Cheng Liang away from this land of right and wrong.

As for the responsibility of the oracle, or the storm and clouds of the Shattered Sky Valley, it doesn't care.

Finally, no one paid attention to it, and climbed to the door of the 'Jutian' hall and was slightly knocked open by Cheng Liang.

It struggled to raise its head, its eyes looking through the pale red dew into the dark temple.

The soft and young claws gently moved forward, "Master is here......"

"Bang!"

"Ahh

"It's ......"

Suddenly, a huge wave of qi surged out towards the surroundings with the midpoint of Duanmu Lin and the 'Blue Devil', sweeping the heavens and the earth.

One after another screams of pain sounded, no matter which side of the martial artists, unless they reached the cultivation of Liao Lao, they were all instantly thrown to the ground by the qi wave without any resistance.

Hundreds of disciples in the Shattered Sky Valley were all turned on their backs because of this, and even Cui Miao was not spared, and was pushed to the ground indiscriminately by the sudden air current, and even Xiao Tong in his arms let go of his hand.

Sansan, who was stagnant in front of the 'Jutian' hall, raised his claws before he could fall, was uprooted by the air waves, like a wisp of dandelion fluttering in the wind, blowing into the dark hall.

"Boom. ”

Blown up by the wind, it fell into a warm embrace in the darkness where it could not be seen.

Cheng Liang hugged Sansan warmly with his eyes, the divine beast that had been with him for the longest time.

He gently stroked the latter's young body, and said to this guy who was usually the most immodest and liked to quarrel with himself, "It's hard work." ”

"Next, leave it to me. ”