The black-robed man turned to a smile and said, "Anyway, I am friends with you Liu Butao, at least half of the kind." ”

Lu Qi'er raised her head, her eyes were firm, and she asked the question buried deep in her heart: "Is it worth it?"

The black-robed man raised his head, his eyes looked at the far, far away, and the corners of his mouth whispered: "Is it worth it, is it worth it." ”

And so on and so forth.

This is a thing that Lu Qi'er has never been able to understand, these people who are trapped in the ruins of the gods, and the unknown force represented by the black-robed man, have been sitting in a battle for nearly 10,000 years, and the two sides of the battle can clearly understand that neither side will die, because even if they die, the person surnamed Liu can bring them back to life, and so on, for thousands of years.

They are just following these rigid rules.

The black-robed man lowered his head and looked at Lu Qi'er, who looked bleak, and said softly with a smile on his face: "Actually, there is nothing worth it or not, it's just because you are here and I am here, and we can't take a step forward at the same time or take a step back at the same time, which is the current situation." ”

Bao Luan Kite suddenly interjected, "Why don't you kill us?"

There was a slight hoarseness in her voice, like a sentence that she had been praising for a long time.

The black-robed man shook his head and said with a smile: "The four beams and pillars that support the roof, no one knows what will happen next, so it's better to keep it like this, and it's better to keep it like this, in fact, it's not that I won't kill you, but salvation because neither I nor my half of my friends can accept to bear some of the changes in this accident, for us, everything is the best if it remains the same." ”

Lu Qi'er looked up and asked, "Then what are you doing now?"

The black-robed man didn't answer Lu Qi'er's question, but said, "Actually, this day has changed, so it's both you and them. ”

The black-robed man who said so far looked at the two guys who looked like people and people on the side: "It's nothing to kill you, it's just that he Liu Butao and I have a small deal, and in my opinion, this small deal is actually a very big deal, so you two can live, otherwise you would have been dead a long time ago." ”

The black-robed man still had a smile on his face when he spoke, and he didn't change it in the slightest.

Lu Qi'er stopped saying a word, and turned his head to look around.

Although he had forgotten to come to the space between the two spaces like this, he had never had the leisure time to take a look at the scenery of this space like this time.

After a few glances, Lu Qi'er thought in his heart, in fact, that's just it.

But Bao Luan's eyes did not move, and he looked straight at the black-robed man who was eight points similar to Liu Butao.

It was not the black-robed man who looked at him, but his face that looked like Liu Butao.

The man in the black robe was actually the same as the slender woman in black, and he had no face, but he felt that he should have a face, so he had a face.

After looking at the boring scenery, Lu Qi'er lowered his head again, because the scenery of this space did not have any light, in other words, it was not the slightest bit good-looking.

So, he looked at the person who liked the other party, but the other party didn't like him at all.

Lu Qi'er raised his hand and touched his big beard, under which he can be described as a particularly young and handsome face, just to prevent the junior sister he likes from feeling sad and sad because of the fading face, he Lu Qi'er has the image of a sloppy man with a big beard on his face.

It's just that more often, he can only sigh softly in his heart, because some things are destined by heaven and cannot be changed by man.

It's like their long fate of immortality, like the junior sister he likes doesn't really like him.

But even if that's the case, you have to make peace with him?

Is it possible that if I like you, you have to like me?

According to the end of the Ambergris Creek in the Miasma Mountain, it is not the end, because the entire Ambergris Creek is unknown to the source and does not know where to go, which can be described as sourceless and endless.

Even Liu Butao, who is like a god sitting in the realm, can only guess the general idea of it, or the kind of general that he doesn't know what is right or wrong after turning over the classics.

At the end of the Ambergris Creek, there is a deep valley and a pool, because the location is extremely remote, so even those who live in this miasma mountain are not usually cultivated as people who rely on the mountain to eat, and because of some reasons, the deer and the luan, who guard the land of a peak and a stream, will not come here.

Liu Butao, who was remembered, tapped his toes lightly, and his body was like a wild goose fluttering, and they fell together in the dense forest of this valley.

Liu Butao's body is like a swimming fish, swimming in it, and the leaves are not sticky to his body.

The end was on a boulder covered in teal moss.

Liu Butao just landed on his toes on the boulder, the leaves rustled, and the surrounding space seemed to be prepared to be ambushed in advance, and it was locked in an instant.

Above its head, the mysterious power gathered, like a large dark cloud gathered on top of it.

Then there is the unclear power of the tree, like the power of the blade, falling down, densely packed and countless.

Liu Butao didn't raise his head, and he didn't worry about the top of his head, his right foot was gently raised and stomped down.

Under the next step of his feet, an extremely strong sword intent burst out from the rock under his feet.

First a sword was revealed, and then the man behind the sword appeared and took shape.

After the sword-wielding man appeared, the entire spatial shackles seemed to suddenly shrink to a very small and extremely small amount, and they were attached to him Liu Butao, and Liu Butao was still steady and unimpatient for this killing blow.

The Xuan Emperor of the Upper Three Realms has a sword, and the power is terrifying.

Liu Butao stomped his left foot lightly, and there seemed to be an extra layer of whirlpool under the soles of his feet.

The man who held the sword screamed in his heart that it was not good, and then his whole body fell into the whirlpool, even with a sword.

It was only in the next moment that a huge pull pulled out the man who was trapped in the whirlpool.

The person who had held the sword before was lying on the bluestone in ragged clothes in the next moment, with bloodshot marks on the corners of his mouth.

The huge bluestone can be said to have been broken and restored.

The embarrassed man held a sword in his left hand, and his right hand was empty.