Got Wu Sadness kneeling on the ground, raised his palm slightly, and his fingertips were white; The fingertips touch the cheeks lightly, and then they breathe for a long time, not stunned or displeased. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother......" The voice fell, and the tip of his tongue poked out, and he was collecting the liver fluid from his lips.

An hour ago.

He held his breath on his back and poured all the horn toad powder in the jade pot into his mouth. But after a while, I saw a thing, indistinguishable, as urgent as thunder, and came out of my mouth without sorrow, and the cold light flashed, breaking the fire barrier, and came straight to the door of the face.

At the beginning, he was stunned, his palms were slightly bent, and he was about to hold the tail of Tianwu's eyes, but he blinked his eyebrows, but he sighed lightly, retracted his arms and snapped his fingers, and the golden light hit one place with the cold light; At this time, the two fingers of the right palm are put together, held in front of the mantra, and then the two fingers are slightly closer to the lip flap, from left to right, Shen Li shallow painting, to get a golden humanoid virtual image in front. Got no mercy and frowned, and manipulated the phantom to greet each other, directly accepting the cold light.

I was horrified without compassion, and I looked at it again, and saw that the cold light just entered from the lips of the phantom, and with a soft sound, I saw blood red in the phantom's mouth, and waited for half a moment, the phantom swallowed the cold light, and the anti-spark dotted, fell straight down, and touched the ground to give birth to lotus.

Got no mercy and opened his eyelids, looked at it fixedly, looked at it without sadness, looked at each other, but didn't say a word.

I felt that my tongue was itchy without sadness, and my two palms made a force, and my eyes turned sharply, but in an instant, his spiritual root was revived, and his tongue was gently wet the corners of his lips, and he dropped his tongue several times under his eyes, and Fang trembled and tried to say: "Brother...... Elder brother... Long ......"

Lang Wumian laughed lightly when he heard it, and saw that his lips were slightly open, his broken tongue was returned, and his bare tongue was creeping, like bloody eyes.

"This ...... Be...... What...... Old? ”

Lang Wuxian groaned for a while, but instead of making no sorrow, he raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Worry-free......"

When he heard this, his face wrinkled, and he closed his eyes and said hatefully: "Begging...... Brother, Mo Yan's name,...... No Sadness...... Hearing this, anger ...... Monstrous. ”

It seems that he has expected it for a long time, but he raised his coat, swept it slowly, and put the sky hanging in front of him Wu Muwei into his sleeve, and waited for a moment, but hooked his lips and smiled, and sat on the ground.

"In this way, it is not in vain for me to go to Antarctica." Lang Wuxian coughed lightly, his eyes darkened, and he continued: "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows." I thought I had nothing to miss, but I didn't think about it...... I'm afraid that I will fall into the trap early, and I can't help myself. ”

I don't have compassion and tightened, especially incomprehensible.

"Brother..... Remark...... Why? ”

"It doesn't matter." Instead of raising his palm, he stopped talking without sorrow, shook his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, and said to himself in a deep voice: "When I think about tonight, whether I go or stay, I am afraid that in the future, Zhiri Palace needs to be alone without sorrow!" ”

"But...... Brother...... Finding out ...... "I was even more anxious under the heart of no compassion, biting my tongue two or three, and the astringency was very astringent, and the secret sound appeared: "Brother is just in the thing without sorrow, what is it?" ”

"At the end of the horned toad, the positive and negative are guided, and there is no sorrow for what I have suffered before, and I am completely reversed." Lang Wumian raised his palm to support his forehead, tightened his eyebrows, and mocked in a deep voice: "Fortunately, I have not acted without sorrow, otherwise I will suffer the consequences at the moment, and I am afraid that it will be as light as a broken tongue." ”

"Brother, do you want to leave the palace again? Where do you want to go? Zhiri Palace is sent by the elder brother's god, what is it that can make the elder brother abandon the name of the immortal for thousands of years? ”

"No sorrow has been investigated, the demonic energy of my body, no matter how difficult it is to hide, if I don't leave the palace and hide, what should I do?"

"There is always a way out!" Got no sorrow blinked his eyebrows, he was at a loss, swallowed his saliva again and again, and said again: "Although there is no sorrow and no righteousness to cover the puff, but I always return to the immortal body, I ...... My blood, my flesh, may have healing. Before the words fell, he raised his arm and stepped forward, but when he touched the fire barrier, he was blocked by a force, took a few steps back, and stood with his hands in a short sigh.

Seeing this, he was relieved, raised his palm and shook his hand, and said softly: "Don't be like this." My demonic nature, I am afraid that it will be difficult to calm down even if it is moxibustion for three years. It is not easy to get the end of this horn and toad, and it is not easy to break the tongue without sorrow, how can I harm myself and damage my mind? ”

I took a long breath without sadness, slowly closed my eyes again, bit my lip and made a force, and the inside and bottom of my mouth and nose were full of fishy smell.

"Brother...... I ......"

"It's useless to talk too much." The corners of his lips were raised, and he lowered his eyebrows and said lightly: "What you say without sorrow is true." This suffering is nothing more than my cocooning and self-restraint. ”

"What is the yellow finch that my brother just said, what is sacred?"

"My wild words, how can I count." Got up without mercy and without sorrow, and got up from himself, brushed his crown, and said again in a deep voice: "No sorrow, no hurry." Or I can finally get rid of this shackle, return to seclusion with my wife, get drunk and live my life, forget the rivers and lakes and let him descend. ”

"When I decide, I will come again and say goodbye to you."

Got Wubei clenched his palms, saw that he threw his sleeves and turned back, stopped and stopped, and walked out of the secret room and put his feet out.

"You and me...... Brothers...... Why should I blame me? As soon as his feet were loosened, he was already slowly paralyzed, and his knees were deep: "Before and after...... Cause...... fruit, and ...... Why ...... Explicitly? After finishing speaking, I felt that although the spiritual root was restored, the heart and liver had been plucked, the soles of the feet were numb, and the cheeks were wet.

After half a column of incense.

Stand quietly in the courtyard of Huai Orange without mercy, look at the flowers from afar, see the round spirit in the air, and the color is soaked in blood. After making no mercy, he pinched his fingers and calculated carefully, and actually chuckled: "It's just right for such a time." ”

The voice fell, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he said slowly: "The upper six hustle and bustle are from yin to cold, from high to far, and the birds of prey are difficult to appear." After a pause, he hooked his lips and said: "I have never thought about it, only by accident, and now I am hooking up and speculating - carving wood and drawing silk, out of mud and into fat, all of which are nothing more than your exercises." “

"Worry-free taste and hatred of me to the bone, all because it is for me to fiddle, come and go, life and death, I can't help it; Now it seems that I am not a child. As soon as the words came out, he made a shallow chin of mercy, looked at the courtyard gate, and his ears were in the field, and what he thought was that day's carefree eyebrows: "Spread your wings and wait, and greet each other with your tail." ”

Lang Wumian closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head in response: "No mercy...... The tailless ......" voice fell, the eyes were astringent, the nose was sour, and he said lightly: "Laughing teeth and singing voice, flowers around the brocade." As the saying goes, Jiaobo is spoiled, and it is true. ”

"I'm afraid that this time, I can take the reputation of knowing the sun and the peace of no sorrow first......" Lang Wumiao raised his palm slightly, approached the golden crown on his head, stroked it from above, and then continued: "This time, if I can solve the difficulty, I should take you back and forget to return, before and after the saddle, there will be no complaints." Before the words fell, he immediately pulled the tail of his robe lightly, and his toes were a little on tiptoe, but he went straight to the Liangyou Pavilion. (To be continued.) )