It's just that there is still one person who is not convinced, Sun Miaozheng's old servant Chu Jiu is not very happy, pointing to the ghost look and asking Xing Shisan to change it, and after a while, it is not who Uncle Riki is.

After regaining his original appearance, his demeanor immediately changed by three points, and he said to Xing Shisan smugly: "Old Xing, you said that we should act, can we come back with the Oscar trophy"?

Uncle Riki never knew what it was to be afraid, in his words, arrogant, who was afraid of whom!

Xing Shisan didn't answer, Xu Huiru over there was stunned, obviously not completely recovered from the surprise, "I sent someone to the Sun clan's land."

"Shall we not go where you go"?

"I was careless."

"I promised them that I couldn't bring them trouble, so there should be a break between you and me." Xing Shisan knew that if the tiger was released and returned to the mountain, the Sun family was only afraid that he would suffer the catastrophe of annihilation, then he would be a sinner.

The only way is to nip the danger in the cradle.

"Divine doctor, can't you take off the monk's clothes"? Huzi couldn't interject and stood next to him in embarrassment.

"Take off, I must find the girl's soul, even if I peel off a layer of his skin." Thinking of the appearance of the girl now, his face was full of coldness.

In fact, a long time ago, he noticed the abnormality of the little girl, but there was no exact root.

"Everyone—" Xu Huiru waved her hand, ready to attack.

In the current situation, they have a very good chance of winning.

Xing 13 is powerful, but don't forget her eight years of inhuman treatment and the divine power of advanced transformation.

The chance for revenge has finally arrived.

"The monk of Xiaozhao Temple, stand back, otherwise don't blame me for not being merciful, it's not that I haven't killed anyone, and if I take another step forward, I will cut off Wuyan's head."

As soon as Xing Shisan's voice fell, the monk who was approaching step by step paused, and he was in a dilemma.

"Lao Xing, this pair of hooks is a little strange." Uncle Riki is holding a pair of long palms, and he is playing with a pair of hooks that reveal black qi surging all over his body.

When Master Ula saw it, he trembled all over, and chanted in a trembling voice: "The moon is like a hook, legend has it that the monk Shiran, the great devil of the Bon sect, once made a pair, it has no characteristics, but it must be soaked in the real pile of dead people, and it has just died, in order to absorb more death and soul, Wuyan, you have really reached the point of madness."

"Hahaha......" Wu Yan laughed loudly, saying more to a loser is in vain.

Xing Shisan was stunned, glared at him coldly, and then turned to Ula: "Master, how can I find the girl's soul and soul?"

"He helps you, the other is the out-of-body soul, find the soul you are looking for in the Yueru hook, but there will be no few souls in the Yueru hook, and there will be danger."

If the soul does not come back in time, it will inevitably become the nourishment of the moon like a hook, nourishing it.

Now that the enemy is present, Xing 13 will not be reckless.

As long as you know the method, it's okay, but it's going to be a bitter little girl, and this time can only be spent in a coma.

……

"It's fun to have friends from afar"! At this moment, from the melodious environment around him, an ethereal voice came from nowhere.

And he spoke in Chinese.

Is he the master of this, or the last of the yellow finch?

Everyone had no bottom in their hearts, but soon, several figures appeared in front of everyone.

"Welcome to Shambhala". A young man with a lofty spirit, speaking politely.

However, he does not have the legendary three-meter body, three heads and six arms, except for a light blue hair, which is supple and draped over his shoulders, the rest are not much different from them.

Is it just a foreigner image?

Naxidi's diary was originally used to deceive the world!

Zhuo Lei and the others' lips moved slightly, disappointed and confused.

But Xu Huiru was calm, maybe she already knew.

She looked at the young man, glared at Xing Shisan coldly, and said, "Kill them for me."

The blue-haired young man was stunned for a moment, glanced at him suspiciously, and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to order me, right?"

"Look what this is"? She took something out of her underwear and peeled it off layer by layer, until it ended up being a photo.

Xu Huiru didn't know the bottom of her heart, the photo was a beautiful woman, and after the organization gave it to her, she said that Shambhala could be taken out when she met the Aryan gods.

"Alice", the blue-haired young man sighed, "I'm her brother Edward, how is she now?"

"Very good"! With Xu Huiru's identity, she can't reach the highest level at all, but she is not a fool, how to say that she can fight for the maximum benefit is the king.

"That's good, a thousand years suddenly, I thought she couldn't get out of that shadow." After Edward's gossip, he quietly asked, "What are you doing in Shambhala?"

Obviously, he wasn't asking a single person.

"That, can I ask, why is your Chinese language so slippery, shouldn't it?" At this point, the one who can still ask this question without heart or lungs is none other than Uncle Rikimaru.

"Because we are perpetuating his spirit, we are not as closed as you think."

"Edward, kill them for me".

"They have been through many trials and tribulations, they have come to Shambhala, and I have no reason to kill, and besides, we love peace."

"What is Eclipse"? Riki asked again.

"Since you don't help me kill people, give me the Heavenly Destiny Xuanniao Pei and escort me out."

The blue-haired youth nodded, what should come is always coming.

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Wu Xiaoyi has been very annoyed recently, and he is very annoyed.

Just fired by the company, the source of life was cut off, and he still had some savings, but a few days ago, he put the remaining money into the stock market, and when he carried it, he stuffed his teeth when he drank water, and after a few days of circuit breakers, his money in the stock market was faster than the evaporation of water vapor.

I wanted to get rid of it, but I lost nearly half of it and was reluctant, and it was difficult to get rid of it, so I completely stuck it in.

At the age of twenty-eight, there is no career, let alone love.

He didn't dare to go home, he didn't dare to let his parents know, and he was in a trance on the street every day, secretly lamenting the injustice of the world.

On such days, Wu Xiaoyi finally had enough, he climbed the tallest building in the city at that time, with twenty-eight floors high, he thought that coming down from above, there should be no room for survival!

It was foggy that day, and it was the tallest building in the city, and he stood on the edge listening to the whirring wind, and he was terrified.

But after all, he can't stand the eyes of others, whenever he walks on the road, no matter who it is, Wu Xiaoyi always thinks that he is a bad person, they look down on him, he has low self-esteem, he doesn't dare to speak loudly, he doesn't want to hear the sound of horns, talking, or even the wind on the street, he always finds a small corner, and he feels a moment of tranquility without any sound quietly.

He never wanted to live like this again.

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry"!

He jumped down from the twenty-eighth floor.

But a wind blew in the fog and forced it back to the top floor of the twenty-eighth floor.

Wu Xiaoyi was stunned and looked left and right.

A blue-haired young man stood there quietly, like a legendary supreme swordsman.

"If you are not even afraid of death, why don't you dare to live?"

"It's too tiring to live, it's easy to die." Wu Xiaoyi was full of self-deprecation: "By the way, I don't know what my name is when you saved me."

Today, he no longer has the courage to jump down, thinking that in a few days, the blue hair can't follow him every day!

"You can call me Edward, but I'd rather call me Eran."

This is what the Aryan gods owed him back then, and the word "Eas" is like a responsibility and a spirit.

"Okay, thank you for your kindness, but I can't fall in love anymore."

"Really? Then look at them". Edward wiped it with one hand, and a water mirror immediately appeared in front of his eyes, and in the mirror appeared two old men with haggard faces, holding Wu Xiaoyi's corpse and crying.

Surrounded by police, collecting, sampling, taking pictures, and standing outside the isolation zone to watch the lively crowd.

There are criticisms, feelings, and regrets.

It's just an old man lying next to the corpse, Wu Xiaoyi just looked past the people around him, and he looked at it, he was already more than ten years old, and his gray hair made his heart ache beyond his end.

"Can you bear it"?

"I ...... I'm just a piece of waste, and I'm just a drag on my life, and I don't want to be a sinner one day, and they're in a prison cell, you know"?

"You can think like this, it shows that the essence is not bad, and it is not in vain that I saved you, but when you climbed to the twenty-eighth floor and jumped down, it was because you were unfaithful to yourself, don't you need to pay some responsibility for yourself for being so suicidal? If you have a good or bad person, disability or death, it is unfilial piety to your parents, and your body is affected by your parents, and you watch them send white-haired people to black-haired people, how can you bear it? ”

Wu Xiaoyi opened his mouth without any words, maybe his words were right.

"Setbacks are the reef on the road to success, no matter who you are, there is no smooth sailing sky, you, me, immortals, gods, can never escape this law, only by stepping on the reef, fearless, life will favor you."

He said that the water mirror was changing, and soon after, he found a job again, got a girlfriend, and through hard work, he was quickly promoted to department manager, and finally became the CEO of a large company, and embarked on the road to success.

"Thank you, although I know it's all fake, but I won't take my life again."

Edward nodded.

On this day, there are emergions all over the world, but no one knows where they came from, some say he is red-haired, some say he is blue-haired......

Others say that he is more than three meters tall, has three heads and six arms, and comes and walks softly, without taking a single cloud with him.

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Spring 1943.

The sky of Shambhala has always been full of blue skies, white clouds, ancient trees, countless treasures of heaven and earth, flying cats, fish ashore, full of magic.

Moreover, the air here is rich in natural air, and the oxygen is probably an astonishing thirty or forty percent.

Compared to the outside, Shambhala is like a god's abode.