After a crushing battle, Shang Luo threw the corpses of Fu Pei, Chen Yuyang, Wang Ling, and other Heavenly Thunder Guards, as well as Night Stalkers and Xia Ze, to the Dead Man's Tree, and their flesh and soul would become nourishment for the Dead Man's Tree.

Is it cruel?

Maybe.

But Shang Luo knew that if it wasn't him who won today, but any of these people, he probably wouldn't end much better than them.

Cultivation, in essence, is a process of the law of the jungle.

Even in the Immortal Sect, there is no shortage of practices that bind the souls of the disciples of the Demon Sect and use them as refining materials.

As for Zhao Hetu, Shang Luo refined it into a white bone puppet, and combined it with several other masters of Black Tiger Mountain to form a black horse horse, not surprisingly, as a second-order combat force, he will become the leader of all black horse horses, but unfortunately, after refining into a white bone puppet, his original physical divine power will disappear, otherwise, Shang Luo would rather keep a few white bone puppets with divine powers.

"It's a pity that Ying Xian'er ran away in the end. ”

Shaking his head, Shang Luo's heart couldn't help but feel a little more gloomy.

Ying Xian'er ran away, there is no doubt that what happened in this stone hall will be exposed, he is equivalent to offending the three top forces of Ziyang Sect, Jiusha Palace, and Gu Zhao Dynasty in a war, among them, if what Zhao Hetu said is true, then he killed Gu Zhao's two princes in a row, and the revenge of killing his son is not a common one, he is offending Gu Zhao miserably.

"However, as long as the identity of the dark crow is not revealed, they should not be able to find me, I am afraid that the night stalker has already spread all the news to Gu Zhao. ”

Thinking about it was a headache, Shang Luo didn't think about it anymore.

With a wave of his hand, he moved the entire stone hall into the empty hidden mountain, and he planned to transform it into a training ground in the future.

Leaving the cave, there was an intermittent sobbing sound in his ears, the voice was immature, listening to a girl, Shang Luo frowned, flew to the top of Daluo Mountain, in the ruins, only to see a little girl about five or six years old was crying against an old man.

The old man was burly, his white hair was scattered, however, there was an extremely obvious depression in his chest, and Bai Sensen's bone stubble was exposed, and as expected, his five organs were pierced by broken bones.

This kind of injury, even the Dragon Elephant Realm, which is known for its vitality, may not be better, not to mention that the old man just looked at the burly, in fact, cultivation is still a matter of refining qi.

"Someone from the Da Luo faction?"

Shang Luo whispered and stepped forward, the footsteps of Pata Pata suddenly attracted the attention of the little girl, and the little face that hung low raised with a dull look in his eyes.

The long blue dress was stained with mud and blood, and so was the palm-sized little face, like an embarrassed crying beast.

"What's your name?"

Walking forward, Shang Luo half-squatted on the ground and asked.

“......”

The little girl looked at Shang Luo in a daze, without saying a word, just constantly twitching her shoulders.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Shang Luo was helpless.

Not surprisingly, the tragedy of this Daluo faction should be the hand of Ying Xian'er or Tianleiwei, looking at the charcoal-like signs on the surrounding corpses, thinking that it was Tianleiwei, however, what role Ying Xian'er played in it, it is still unknown.

That woman looks beautiful on the outside, but she has a deep mind, and she can be ranked among the top few in what Shang Luo has seen in this life, and the reason why she is not the first is purely because there is also the existence of the big man of Shang Wu and the big man of Bai Liansheng.

"Do you still have family?"

“......”

The little girl lowered her head, and the faint moonlight shone on her drooping cheeks, which became more and more pale, and under the shadow of the black hair, a pair of red and swollen eyes seemed to be full of gray.

Shang Luo slowly stood up, looked around, and said seriously, this was the first time he had seen the Da Luo Sect up close, and the last time he visited the Da Luo Sect at night, he was afraid of alarming the people of the Da Luo Sect, so he only glanced at it from a distance.

"Nothing else?"

In the perception, there was no breath of other living beings in the entire Daluo Mountain, and it seemed that even the birds and beasts flew away because of the aftermath of the previous battle.

He wasn't the kind of person who liked trouble, but for now, if he left this little girl here, she would surely die.

The Da Luo sect was built on the top of Da Luo Mountain, except for a few steep mountain roads, if you want to go down the mountain, you can only fly, it is predictable that if he leaves, this little girl who has not gone through the cultivation will either starve to death, or be eaten by the beasts who have returned to Da Luo Mountain.

"Take it to a nearby city and give it to someone to raise?"

In his mind, the idea was fleeting, and then he rejected it.

Although her face was stained with blood and mud, this little girl was undoubtedly very cute, with baby fat on her face, and her pink little face made people can't help but want to pinch it, maybe it was the tragic death of a relative, the little girl's big eyes were full of sluggishness, and she lacked a little aura, but it was also like this, but it made her more loving.

He didn't have much time to carefully screen the likes and dislikes of other people's hearts, and if he handed it over to a family with good hearts and evil hearts, he couldn't say that the rest of the girl's life would be ruined.

Shang Luo asked himself if he was a good person, he had also moved the idea of destroying the Da Luo faction before, but when such a living little guy was in front of him, he was a little unable to do it.

Squatting down, wiping the stains on the little girl's face with his right hand, Shang Luo sighed and said, "In the future, you will follow me, nod if you want, and shake your head if you don't." ”

The little girl was still sobbing quietly, and Shang Luo was upset for a while.

With a wave of his hand, he directly put the little girl into the empty hidden mountain, together with the hundreds of corpses outside, since he decided to adopt her, these corpses naturally can't just be left alone, anyway, the old man of the empty hiding and the king and his wife will be reburied, and there will be hundreds more, and it will be the same.

The scorching sun and red flames overflowed from his body, and the ruins of the Great Luo Sect were about to burn to the ground.

......

The night is like water, the bright moonlight pours on the huge palace complex, the layers of palaces are built on the mountain, at the top of the mountain, there is a huge lake, in the center of the lake, is an island in the middle of the lake, on the small island, there are thousands of flowers competing for beauty, the center of the thousand flowers is several elegant wooden huts, like a fairyland on earth.

"Sister, you're finally back, Bao'er misses you so much. ”

Among the thousands of flowers, I saw a small girl flying out like a milk swallow in the forest, and threw herself into the arms of a slender shadow.

The girl was wearing a goose yellow dress, green silk was tied into a ponytail, and her pink and tender cheeks were nestled on top of the two towers, with a strong attachment.

"Okay, how big is it, why can't you grow up?

A gentle woman's chuckle rang out.

"I don't, I don't, mother, my sister is the most comfortable here. The girl was coquettish, her face rubbed, and her eyes narrowed comfortably.

In the wooden house, a figure slowly walked out, with a gentle and dignified temperament, fair skin like snow, talking about the appearance and the two girls hugging each other in front of the wooden house are six or seven points similar, the traces of time seem to have never appeared on her body, if it is not the unique temperament of a mature woman on the body, looking at the two girls in front of her like sisters.

"Mother, where is Daddy? Xian'er has something important to tell you. ”

The girl in the black dress rubbed the little head of the girl in her arms lovingly, and then looked at the woman in front of her.

"He's cooking. ”

The woman snorted, and a faint smoke rose above a wooden house.

"Is there anything important?" the woman wondered.

"It's nothing, it's just that I met a very interesting guy. ”

Barefoot stepping among the flowers, the snow-white ankles, the red bell rang softly, Ying Xian'er smiled, at this moment, the flowers were discolored.

"Then let's talk about it after eating. ”。

"Good. ”

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