Waiting for the worry to adjust the emotional file, Mu Zi took out the gold cable bracelet in his hand, Feng Yi's eyes lit up when he saw the bracelet, but after realizing that this thing belonged to Mu Zi and looked at himself with vigilance, Feng Yi did not make any other moves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was Mu Zi, who took the thing in his hand and played with it for a while, then turned his head and asked the pig: "Pig, can this thing really prolong life?" ”

"Hmm." The pig threw out a syllable from his nose and replied: "This thing has the breath of a dragon." After being contaminated with the breath of the immortal Xuanlong, it is normal for the person wearing the bracelet to prolong his life appropriately, but the hedgehog still added a sentence: "But decent cultivators will not rely on these things." Originally, I just wanted to remind Mu Zi not to think about taking shortcuts to prolong his life and improve his cultivation, but the pig guessed wrong.

Mu Zilian jumped in front of Qing Rang, regardless of the puzzled look on Qing Rang's face, he took Qing Rang's hand, and stuck the bracelet on Qing Rang's wrist: "They said that this thing can prolong life, so give it to you." Such a free and easy rhetoric and behavior surprised Qi Zhi and Feng Yi.

Qi Zhi didn't expect this little girl to behave like this, and Feng Yi didn't expect that Mu Zi was willing to give things to Qing Rang.

"Come on, don't look at me like that." Mu Zi seemed to know that these eyes were looking at him, so he smiled and said, "Why do you live for so long, it's not too lonely to be accompanied by no one." As he spoke, he casually glanced at Bu Zhou, and happened to meet the inappropriate eyes, and the two of them tacitly smiled.

After leaving the fantasy world of the piggy, the two of them did not have the strength to look at each other before, and now they seem to be a little sweet.

After Li Wu cleaned up his emotions, this Mu Zi gave an order, and everyone set off again.

"This time, is it really out of Blue Gamedo?" The voice of the pig sounded hesitant, and Mu Zi smiled and touched the soft fur of the pig: "Could it be that you don't want to go out?" ”

The originally arrogant hedgehog actually let Mu Zi touch the top of his head, it looked at the clear-eyed girl suspiciously, and muttered: "After six hundred years, I still miss Kunlun a little." After saying the words of missing Kunlun, Qi Qi on the other side also took over the conversation: "Yes, I don't know if Kunlun is still a place that looks vibrant but is actually lifeless after six hundred years." ”

As far as Qi Qi is concerned, although Kunlun is like spring all year round, and all the divine beasts are living in harmony, why didn't it understand the pain of Xuanlong when he recalled Kunlun? Kunlun is a place of joy for divine beasts, and a place of pain for those animals that have not cultivated. - Kunlun is very large, and can accommodate those divine beasts with superb cultivation; But Kunlun is very small, and it can't accommodate those animals with low cultivation.

The pig also understood the meaning of Qi Qi's words, so he stopped making a sound, waited for Mu Zi to give the order to take off, shook his head, stepped on the air slowly, and reached the hollow, step by step in the void, following Qi Qi's figure, but in the eyes of the pig now, there was only Mu Zi, it stared at Mu Zi's back, and asked himself curiously in his heart: "What kind of person is this?" ”

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But on the other side of the forest, there is not so much peace and harmony.

There is only one entrance and exit of Lan Jiameduo, and now the open space there is full of tents, which are full of elite troops brought by the Baimei Dao people. These people are also the people who were able to survive several firefights in Blue Gamedo, roughly counting, there are more than a hundred, and the survivors are less than half of the people who entered Blue Gamedo.

And here, there are quite a few modern weapons. It seems that Mr. Gu has invested heavily to get those things.

The wounded Baimei Daoist was lying on his side on the marching bed in his tent, still wearing his Taoist robe, holding his own whisk in his hand, and for the first time called for the doctor who had come with the team. After the Baimei Daoist fought against Qin Ye and left, he found out that he had suffered internal injuries after some time.

Moreover, this internal injury, some of which damaged his foundation, although it did not seem to be very serious, as long as it was treated with time, it would definitely be able to recover; But for the Baimei Dao people, it is difficult for anyone to hurt him now, and after hurting him unconsciously, he also hurts the foundation, this Qin Ye must be unusual.

Such a scene sounds familiar to me. Once a person opens the door to memory, he can't close it. The memories of the white-eyed Daoist are all called now, and those deliberately ignored fragments are pouring towards him. It seems that only that man has ever hurt himself. The white-eyed Daoist thought about it, and a thought came to his heart......

"Could it be him?" Baimei Daoist was taken aback by his own conjecture: "No, it's impossible, how could it be him, the deceased is like this, it will definitely not be him." Saying that, the white-eyed Taoist denied his thoughts and comforted himself, but his heart was pounding, and his nervous emotions were not relieved at all.

At this time, the doctor came with his own equipment, and the white-eyed Taoist stretched out his arm towards the doctor.

Naturally, he didn't ask the doctor to show him internal injuries, but when a person reaches a certain age, no matter how high his cultivation is, when he reaches a certain age, his body is easy to be injured, no matter how to avoid it, after all, after the damage, he has to find a doctor to see.

With that exclamation, there were few people in their seventies with gray hair like this, their skin was still full of elasticity, and all physical indicators were so young, and they couldn't help but have a different view of cultivation in their hearts. As he spoke, the two of them started their daily routine.

It was originally a happy chat screen, but after a while, it was disrupted by a burst of artillery fire outside.

"This ......" the doctor asked, the movement of his hand had not stopped, and it seemed that he had seen a big scene. The doctor was originally a doctor without borders who had assisted Asian, African and Latin American countries, and he had seen a lot of artillery fire, but when he bandaged the white-eyed Taoist, he raised his head and was about to ask some questions, when he saw that the Taoist's brows were tightly locked and his eyes were cold, he took the topic and walked out under an excuse.

Many days later, the doctor recalled this man, and felt that this old man was the most ambitious old man he had ever met, and there were no words to describe it.

At that time, the Baimei Daoist had probably guessed the next step of Mu Zi and the others, and knew that this girl was planning to take people back to the city, so they had already dispatched troops outside the forest, intending to wipe out these people.

"Jade Snow Lotus, Kyushu Ding." The white-eyed Daoist stared fiercely at a certain point in the void: "Everyone thinks that if they find you, they will be able to live forever?" ”

After there was no one else in the tent, the white-eyed Taoist poured himself a glass of red wine, he stared at the blood-colored red wine, smiling playfully, not at all like a cultivator.

He drank the red wine in one gulp, feeling the stimulation of the taste of the alcohol.

"Then let me see how to live forever." As he spoke, he threw the glass in his hand to the ground, the shards of the glass, sharply glowing with cold light, the same as in his heart.

It looks crystal clear, but there are thorns, and it is easy to hurt your hands when touched. (To be continued.) )