Chapter 307: Miserable
He had a tightness in his chest, a cough, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed up from his throat! His face changed, and he swallowed the fishy smell that poured into his mouth, but a trace of blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the white robe, blooming a red flower.
Although he defeated the two outsiders who had come to wreak havoc on the land, he was also seriously wounded.
He couldn't remember how long it had been, his sons, grandsons, and descendants had appeared and died from generation to generation, and he had gone from the pain of dying relatives at the beginning to the numbness and indifference of his later life. It had been a long time since he had any emotions in his heart.
He is Ge Qiu's servant, following Ge Qiu's orders, and in the process of growing up at the end of the palace, he protects her with all his heart and guides her......
Unconsciously, he has regarded this little girl as his own relative, and in this little girl, he feels a lot of the same things as himself, and also feels the dependence that the little girl has on him many times......
More than ten years is nothing compared to his long life, maybe not even a time to meditate and breathe! But it was only in the past ten years, but he found a little happiness in this little girl. The little girl reminded him of his former granddaughter, although compared to her granddaughter, she was less innocent than her peers, more mature, and not as arrogant and cute as her granddaughter.
But he watched Gong Moyi grow from a little girl to a beautiful girl, and during this time he kept an eye on her, pointed her out, and protected her!
Unknowingly, in his heart, he has already regarded Gong Moyi as his granddaughter.
Although the three of them are only low-level monks and mortals, they are all important people in the palace, and before going to ask the mountain, Gong Wuyi asked him to take care of his father and mother, as well as this woman surnamed Tian, and those mortals in the village, but it backfired. He could only desperately keep these three people, because he knew that these three people could not die, and he didn't want to disappoint Gong Moyi.
Complete one's misery. When he was seriously injured and planned to return to the Void Spirit Mirror and enter the Spirit Pool to heal his injuries, he was plotted by Red Blood.
He had already colluded with those outsiders, and had brought four outsiders into the Void Spirit Mirror, although he had already guessed in his heart. This red blood would make a move, but he didn't expect him to collude with these extraterritorial cultivators!
Their purpose is very clear, which is to kill adults.
Demons are demons, yearning for freedom, do whatever they want, Lord Ge Qiu's control over him in the past 10,000 years must have accumulated great resentment in his heart, but because of Lord Ge Qiu's strength, he forbears.
This time, the extraterritorial cultivation entered the Cangyu Continent, and the adults were seriously injured and fell asleep. How could he let go of such a good opportunity?
He still remembered that when Red Blood cut off his lifeline and threw him out of the Void Spirit Mirror, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes: "If I don't kill you, it's because I miss the company of your old guy for so many years, but the two of us are different, we don't have an alliance, let's enjoy the remaining decades!" ”
His heart was like ashes, he lost his mana, and he and the three of them walked aimlessly in the ruined Jewel Village. When he saw a corpse, he buried it, these people were all villagers who had passed by the end of the palace, and he could only do this.
Now. He was depressed in his heart, and coughed, but it made the three walking corpses following behind him wake up a lot, staggered forward, and supported his crumbling body, with a concerned expression on his numb face: "Senior." Are you okay? ”
The white-robed old man shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and his voice was vicissitudes and weak: "No...... thing, don't worry about ......"
When the three of them saw that the white-robed old man had fallen from a dignified and strong man to such a field because of himself and others, they couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in their hearts: "Senior, I'm sorry...... It's all because of you......"
"Forget it, it's all over, Xiaoyi grew up watching Lao Yu, she definitely doesn't want you to die, so Lao Yu must ...... Protect you...... I hope to see her again, walk out of the secret realm, and become a top powerhouse! The corners of the white-robed old man's mouth rose slightly, but his heart was bitter, and he didn't know if he could see that little girl again.
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The old black turtle and other extraterritorial cultivators pushed open the gate of the unicorn and appeared in the peach blossom forest. Gong Moyi and others were able to discover the secret of the gate, how could these people not find out, at the cost of killing a few of their subordinates, they still knew the fact that the gate could not be attacked.
Seeing the scenery of the peach blossom forest, the Lanyin clan said in his heart: "This peach blossom is beautiful, but it hides a murderous aura."
She suddenly looked stunned, as if she had discovered something, and a smile appeared on her face, although her skin was blue, but her face was extremely beautiful, this smile, and the beauty was moving.
"I really didn't expect to see the natives of this continent, but these people seem to be holding on very hard......
"Do you want to help out so that these natives can die a happy death?" The corners of Wu Yue's mouth hooked up an evil amplitude.
"Don't take the lives of these men." The Yin Yang Immortal King said, "There is a restriction in the back level, and we can't enter it." ”
When the old black turtle Mo Xiao and Bai Ling heard this, they both turned their strange eyes to the Yin Yang Immortal King, Bai Ling showed the folding fan in his hand and said in a light tone: "Yin Yang Immortal King, how do you know about this Cangyu Mirror?" Have you been here? ”
The Yin Yang Immortal King's tone was not in a hurry, and he said: "This Cangyu Mirror has been opened once in ten thousand years, and the last time I opened this Dao, I know a little bit about the things in it."
"Oh? So you know the limit, and you're trying to let these people take the lead? "Wu Yue heard this, a little disdainful, he and others are so strong, and they still need these low-level monks to explore the way, is it a little too cautious?
Who knows, the Yin Yang Immortal King shook his head and said, "No, it's not."
When everyone saw the Yin Yang Venerable shaking his head, they all looked puzzled, a little unclear, even the old black turtle Mo Xiao also narrowed his eyes.
"That restriction is that no one over the age of three hundred is allowed to enter, these people are all geniuses on the mainland, and everyone here is a smart person, so you must know the meaning of this way." The Yin Yang Immortal King glanced meaningfully at the four leaders of the outsiders, as for what he thought in his heart, it was unknown.
Suddenly, the crisp voice of the colorful elk under the seat sounded in the mind of the Yin Yang Immortal King: "Lord Immortal King, there are two divine beasts here."
The Yin Yang Immortal King did not have any change in expression on the surface, but he muttered in his heart, aren't these two divine beasts by his side?
The old black turtle with a huge body is a Xuanwu Divine Beast, and under his seat is a Colorful Elk Divine Beast. (To be continued.) )