A secret realm caused a violent reaction from the mainland, attracting huge forces to gather in a small place in a short period of time, and in a way, this was a rare event on the continent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On a hill not far from the city that never sleeps, there is a small manor, the small courtyard is not very gorgeous, it can be said that it is simple, but there are countless flowers, all kinds of flowers are scattered in every corner, just like it is specially built in the flowers, the fragrant and pleasant orchids, the noble and compelling tulips, the beautiful and elegant lilies, etc., each has its own merits and flowers to make the whole world seem vibrant, such a manor naturally has a nice name - the small building between the flowers.

Such a manor naturally had a peerless owner, a young man with a slightly pale face who was intently shuttling back and forth between the flowers with a small hoe, carefully removing all kinds of weeds, his figure was a little thin, although he was dressed as a man, but he looked like a woman. A white dress is still spotless in the flower field, the gently rolled up sleeves reveal a pair of white arms, and there is a wonderful rhythm between the flower hoes flying up and down, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it.

There was a middle-aged man standing next to the flower field, the middle-aged man was not ugly but not handsome, he was the kind of person who would never look at him a second time when he was thrown into the crowd, but this middle-aged man stood there with his own bearing, and his inconspicuous appearance was completely impossible to ignore him because of this bearing.

At this time, the young man has finished taking care of the flower field, and the figure has appeared next to the middle-aged man in a flash, and the young man's pale face is flushed with a trace of movement because of the exercise, and then he can see what a perfect face this is, this is a face that people can't forget when they see it, men will feel that this is a peerless beauty face, and women will think that this is a handsome little man's face, this kind of man's heroic and woman's delicate face is perfectly combined to make both men and women ashamed of themselves.

Young and middle-aged people sit down in a small pavilion among the flowers. The young man said, "Uncle Feng has any news to tell me?" ”

A trace of complicated emotions rose in the middle-aged man's eyes, with both relief and regret, and said: "Mingyue, your plan is not wrong, now there are ten saints in the secret realm, this is almost the most saint-level power that can be used casually in the three clans, if the plan is successful, we won't have to worry about it in ten years." ”

The young man named Mingyue sighed and said: "If my estimate is right, even if the plan is successful, it will only be delayed for a maximum of five years, although Tianyi Shui Hua claims to be able to ban all the saints in the world, but with our materials, it is already the limit to be able to trap ten saints for five years." ”

The middle-aged man said: "Even if it is five years, it can change the situation, but I hate that the disciples of my sect must not be exposed in this situation again, otherwise even if I fight to the death with them this time, it is not completely impossible to win." ”

Mingyue said expressionlessly: "My master has already set a strategy, now is not the time, no matter what, you can't be rash at this time." Otherwise, I am afraid that it will fall short, and let the disciples behave a little more restrained. ”

The middle-aged man replied, "Yes." ”

Mingyue's tone was full of sadness and said, "But it's bitter Uncle Peng." ”

The middle-aged man said: "For the sake of the great cause, even anyone can sacrifice, Senior Brother Peng has already realized that the Tianyi Shui Hua Formation must have a saint-level seat to play an effective role, and it is worth it to exchange him for five years for us!" ”

Mingyue muttered, "Is it really worth it?" ”

Mingyue stood up and looked into the distance, this is the top of the mountain, as long as you look at it, the scenery under the mountain will be vivid, the ravines under the mountain are vertical and horizontal, and several winding rivers are like the blood of the earth, covering the entire plain, allowing people here to recuperate. This river that flows down from the highest snow-capped mountains is the Mohe River, and it is also the mother river of the people here.

Mingyue said softly: "The struggle in the world is really terrible, I just want that one day, we can also be like those ordinary people, sunrise and sunset, and enjoy the gifts that this heaven and earth give us." ”

The middle-aged man Mu Ran said: "It's a pity, we are already in the bureau, and there are no more options." ”

Mingyue's misty eyes gradually retracted from a distance and turned into a resolute firmness, and her hands were raised flat in a hug shape, and she said, "Since this is the case, then let me break all these rules!" Send all those who stand across from us to hell! Get rid of all the stubbornness! Give the world its original appearance! The more he spoke, the more excited he became, a flush welled up on his pale face, and suddenly a violent cough made him have to bend down, curling up his not strong body, no matter who it looks like, he will feel a heartfelt distress, it is hard to imagine that this person is the contemporary head of the Soul Gathering Valley who set off earth-shattering waves on the continent and almost single-handedly fought against the entire world Soul Valley - Situ Mingyue, now he looks like a helpless child, like an old man who has been tortured by illness for many years.

This middle-aged man is currently one of the top ten protectors of the Gathering Soul Valley - Feng Yu Xiu! But people remember him more is the name of his wandering rivers and lakes - the Supreme White Lion, whose cultivation and inheritance of the ancient beast soul skills, often evolved into a white lion with great lethality, leaving endless legends on the rivers and lakes, since the Gathering Soul Valley disappeared after the first battle, his age is naturally nearly 100 years old, but the life span of the saint is naturally much longer than that of ordinary people, so it looks like a middle-aged man.

Feng Yuxiu didn't seem to see it, and let Situ Mingyue's cough die and come back to life, he was indifferent, because he knew that this master of Zhongxing in the Soul Gathering Valley would never accept anyone's mercy, it had always been like this, he watched Situ Mingyue grow step by step from a small child to a towering tree inside the Soul Gathering Valley, and before the age of thirty, he was already transcendent and cultivated to the older generation of them, and faintly seemed to have surpassed most of them. Such people never need the mercy of others, and any mercy is an insult to them!

When Situ Mingyue was better, Feng Yuxiu opened his mouth and asked: "Mingyue, there is another batch of genius earth treasures sent from the valley, you can use them to your heart's content, you must take care of your body." Suddenly, he blamed himself a little and said: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't protected you effectively, I wouldn't have let you suffer from this evil disease, and your cultivation could have gone to the next level, it's all because of your Uncle Feng." ”

Situ Mingyue smiled reluctantly and said: "If it weren't for Uncle Feng, I would have died in the mouth of that beast a long time ago, Uncle Feng doesn't have to blame himself, Mingyue only has gratitude to Uncle Feng in her heart, how can she blame Uncle Feng?" ”

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