This ancient monk named Yang San's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, clear and free, but the more he goes to the back, the more he loses that calmness, especially on the rune paper that seems to be a desperate letter at the end, which is full of despair. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Words can't be written, forms can't be formed!

"This is..." Si Yun didn't know how to describe it for a while: "Is this a love letter?" ”

Zhang Ling glanced at Si Yun speechlessly.

Is this the point?

Cheng Mo pondered for a moment, then clicked on those runes and said:

"First of all, he was very cautious. The letters did not mention the name of his sect from beginning to end, and there were so many sects like him that hundreds of disciples explored the mirage together at that time, and we cannot infer from this which sect he belonged to. ”

"Second, only four of them ended up alive on Earth, but not everyone could leave a clue like him, and he was so jealous of Earth that he didn't even dare to vent his anger here. Based on this speculation, they came to the earth of the end of the law, but they were still attacked by unknown creatures. Zhang Ling knocked lightly on the table, and his eyes were full of brilliance:

"And it's uncertain if the creature is still alive."

Cheng Mo and Zhang Ling glanced at each other, and then walked in front of Secretary Yi and Juan.

Zhang Ling's smile was still soft and bright, and she said softly:

"I wonder if you can show us a few other ruins?"

···

Si Yun looked at them with a confused face, and after talking about two sentences, he began to act, turned his head and asked Nai Changchuan a little inexplicably:

"Did they learn anything important from that piece of nonsense on the scrap of paper?"

Nai Changchuan touched Si Yun's head soothingly:

"Well, you're already smart."

Si Yun: "···"

Said that he was not comforted at all.

****

The weather has gradually warmed up, which is really good news for the survivors of the post-apocalyptic world.

Many of the survivors did not survive the cold and food-poor winter, but now that the weather has warmed up, everything has recovered, and the flowers and trees have regained their green clothes and exuded vitality.

Human beings are fragile and strong. They are vulnerable enough to be killed by a natural disaster, and they are strong enough to have the courage to rebuild their homes after a disaster!

Minghui and Mingyuan sat boredly on the makeshift watchtower, and complained while observing the distance without a glance:

"Uncle Shi was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, Uncle Xuancheng's accident was an accident, it was that group of demons were too cunning and cunning, what does it have to do with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Now it's okay, we just tore our face and came out to do it alone, we have to do everything ourselves, all our storage bags have been stolen, and now we can't even maintain our normal cultivation progress! ”

"Don't talk about the right and wrong of Uncle Shi behind your back!" Minghui glared at Mingyuan, who was dissatisfied: "Uncle Shi has a request, let's do it, be careful to bring disaster to yourself!" ”

Mingyuan pursed his lips disdainfully, but he didn't say anything more after all.

Minghui stroked the stiff body of the green fox beside him, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Leaving a familiar place, a familiar sect, now Changzhen here is a veritable uncrowned king. Although he knew that Uncle Changzhen had an upright temperament and never disdained those twists and turns, who knew how long they would stay here?

The human heart is the most fickle!

···

Mingyuan turned his head to look inside the lookout.

The ragged ordinary people in the town are busy wiping the plastering stove. Even if everyone is hungry, they still have smiles on their faces and are full of hope.

The children did not care about playing, but carefully followed the instructions of their adults in search of wild vegetables and everything they could eat in the verdant grassy hillside.

Winter is over, and there is a group of capable immortal masters in the town, and they will always survive!

But the more Mingyuan looked at this group of ordinary people, the more unpleasant he became: "Why do dirty and smelly lowly natives live with us?" Still wanting to seek refuge from us, it's just whimsical! ”

Looking at these fragile humans, his heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Killing these powerless natives, listening to their desperate wails and distorted faces, can bring him great satisfaction and pleasure.

And unlike the Xuanli Continent, there are no rules to follow here...

Minghui knew what he wanted to do when he looked at Mingyuan's eager eyes, and he waved his hand helplessly:

"Go if you want, don't be in town, remember to keep your hands and feet clean!"

It's just a few lowly humans, he stares at the point, presumably even if Uncle Changzhen finds out, he won't say anything.

"Hehe, thank you, brother!" Mingyuan smiled, knowing that Minghui's words meant to cover for him. So he boldly began to look for his goal.

In the end, his eyes fell on a little girl who was about six or seven years old, and was fairly well-dressed, with a somewhat satisfied expression in her eyes.

That's it!

Just as he was about to step down from the lookout, he saw two thin men carefully carrying two bowls of jade bowls with medicinal fragrance walking up to the lookout.

Mingyuan's footsteps stopped.

The medicinal fragrance in the jade bowl is very strong, and the smell seems to make the pores of the whole body open. Mingyuan could clearly distinguish that this was Xuanyuan Dan just by smell. But Xuanyuan Pill is just a low-level pill, how can it have such pure medicinal power?

"You two..." Mingyuan had already put his previous idea behind at this time, and asked cautiously:

"What's this thing in your hand? Where did you get it? ”

The two thin humans respectfully put the two jade bowls on the table in front of Minghui before they let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on their faces, but the sweat mixed with the soil, pasting the black ash on their faces...

Ming Yuan endured the nausea and took a few steps back, and said sharply:

"Where did this bowl come from?"

The two humans bent even lower, and their voices trembled a little:

"It's the chief... The Changzhen Immortal Master asked us to give it to the two Immortal Masters, saying that let the two... The two immortal masters immediately went to the discussion! ”

Minghui and Mingyuan glanced at each other, and they both saw the incomprehension in each other's eyes.

Although most of this plane are ordinary humans, they are guarding against monks. And this lookout is such a simple place of vigilance, everyone is on duty in shifts, and this is the first time that the brothers and sisters left without waiting for the change of shift.

But forgive this group of natives for not having the audacity to lie!

Mingyuan didn't have any thoughts at this time, and walked out of the lookout following Minghui's footsteps. Before leaving, as soon as the big sleeves were rolled, the Xuanyuan Dan liquid on the table disappeared.

Xuanyuan Dan didn't have much effect on them now, but even if he threw it away, he wouldn't leave it to this group of lowly humans!

Because they don't deserve it!

Looking at the backs of Mingyuan and the two of them, the two men with rickety bodies straightened up slightly, walked down the lookout with a cower, and disappeared into the crowd.

On the other side, Chang Zhen was in the first place, looking at the following monks who had reached the peak of Jindan, and his eyes bloomed with a dazzling light:

"There is a place in the deep mountains not far from us, which is said to be called Luoshui..."

**A moment of gossip**

Today, the two chapters are connected, and I don't bother to separate.

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