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Li Zhichang looked at Qiu's old and majestic back, followed him into the side hall, passed the corridor, and entered the apse of Chongyang Palace.

What he heard in his ears was Su Liuqing's laughter, and no one had ever dared to laugh like this in front of Chongyang Palace.

There was an Ouyang Feng before, who was also suppressed by Chongyang Zhenren.

Su stayed and smiled, but the Quanzhen disciples were in a heavy mood, sighing, the square in front of Chongyang Palace was really lifeless like never before.

At this moment, everything is very strange.

Unfamiliar enough to make people afraid, Su Liu's decisive momentum of slashing the sky with a sword has been replaying in Li Zhichang's mind.

Li Zhichang raised his head, and a painting hung high on the wall in the apse ~ wall.

In the painting, the Taoist man has a long sword in his hand, and his demeanor is sassy, but he is in his thirties, and the words "living dead" are inscribed next to the portrait. The portrait is only a few brushstrokes, but the eyebrows of the person in the painting are like swords, straight through the temples of the clouds, and the end is heroic and elegant.

If Su stayed here, he would definitely recognize that this painting was the same person as the painting in the tomb of the living dead, and the person in the painting was the first of the five peers in the past, Chongyang Zhenren.

Thump.

Qiu Chuji knelt on the futon in front of the portrait of Chongyang, his head on the ground, and old tears were all over the place.

He didn't speak, but Li Zhichang had already realized what he was thinking.

"Master."

Li Zhichang's face was calm, his hand was tightly gripping the long sword, and he also knelt down.

Silently, only the green smoke on the incense burner curled in the hall.

At this time, Qiu Chuji was not like a Taoist sect venerable Changchun Zhenren who was a hero who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, but like an ordinary old man who saw through the world, he looked at Qingyan, was stunned, and suddenly said: "Zhichang." Zhiping is not qualitative enough, Zhijing is steady but not tolerant. The whole truth is all up to you. ”

Qiu Chuji got up tremblingly, the wrinkles on his face were like knife carvings, first removed the portrait, opened the dark room, entered the dark room, and took out a volume of dusk books.

Li Zhichang bowed, but his eyes were neither sad nor joyful, he held a sword in one hand, and respectfully took the curly yellow innate secret handed over by Qiu Chuji with the other. It was like a mountain range on my shoulders.

He held a sword in one hand and a scroll in the other, and sighed faintly in his heart: Impermanence, impermanence, this Su Liu's sword slashed Tiangang, if I don't enter the innate avenue, is it really hopeless to defeat him?

At the same time, Tibet is a high mountain.

A middle-aged monk, sitting on the top of the mountain.

The deep Tibetan border is different from the Central Plains, and the world is extraordinarily open. The middle-aged monk was not affected by the wind and clouds, and he was as immobile as a mountain, and he became one with this peak.

His cultivation was obviously at a critical juncture, and a mysterious and inexplicable sound came out of his mouth. It was a few syllables, but it sounded like the roar of a dragon.

If anyone can understand this secret language, it should be: swear to kill the young man of the Central Plains.

The world is really changing, unpredictable or unpredictable.

How did Suliu know what kind of changes had taken place in this world. His arrival was just a butterfly flapping its wings slightly.

However, without him, His Holiness might have been ambitious in a few years' time. I want to try the Central Plains martial arts.

Li Zhichang may be able to cultivate himself in Zhongnan Mountain in peace and stability, and take over as the Taoist leader after decades, and he does not ask about the way of heaven.

Yang Guo is still struggling for survival, suffering hardships, and slowly cultivating edges and corners that no one can grind.

It's just that facts are facts, Mu Nianci sighed softly, and she gradually turned her gaze to her son.

At this time, Yang Guo was going to sea for the first time, he jumped up and down on the sea boat excitedly, and suddenly thought that it was, fell silent, and started to fight.

Not long after, the boat arrived at Peach Blossom Island, and then Guo Jing and Huang Rong also came out to meet them.

When several people saw each other, they burst into tears.

A few days later.

On the shore of Peach Blossom Island, the blue sea is full of tides.

Xiao Yangguo tilted his head, sat on a boulder, and looked at the two white eagles in the air, walking against the wind, roaring again and again.

He watched so intriguedly that no one knew what he was thinking.

Sitting next to her was Guo Fu, the eldest lady of Peach Blossom Island.

Guo Fu's little loli looked at Yang Guo's expression, and said with a delicate nose arrogantly: "Hmph, I haven't seen the world, these are our two eagle owls, and they fly high." ”

Yang Guo rolled his eyes, and also raised his head arrogantly and said, "What's the big deal, my father-in-law also has one." ”

He stretched out his hands and compared, comparing the shape of a Guo Fu and two people as big, looking at Guo Fu's stunned appearance, he snorted: "It's even bigger, it flies much higher than your two little birds." ”

Guo Fu was dumbfounded, and said dumbfounded: "You, you liar." ”

"Little girl, believe it or not."

Yang Guo rolled his eyes, and with both hands, he tumbled down from the big stone and landed firmly on the ground.

Facing the blue waves and tide, he exhaled a long breath deeply, his steps were steady, and his hands began to move in a wonderful way.

Guo Fu sat on the boulder, put his hands on his cheeks, and said strangely: "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

Yang Guo didn't look at her, and said with a cold face: "Don't be noisy, little girl, the master is going to practice peerless magic skills." ”

He seemed to be a little uneasy, afraid that Guo Fu would disturb his practice, so he turned his head and glanced at Guo Fu deeply, and threatened fiercely: "One more word, I roasted your birds and ate them." ”

This natural love species, although he is young, but his eyes are flowing and as deep as the sea.

But the thought of the beloved eagle owl was going to be roasted and eaten by this little villain.

"Hmm"

Xiao Guo Fu pursed her mouth aggrievedly, her little hands nervously grabbed the corners of her skirt, looking at Yang Guo who was in a mysterious state, she was about to cry

At the same time, it was time for Suliu to return.

He leisurely looked at the sky, and there was indeed a mysterious light in the sky.

Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu almost watched Su Liu disappear, and suddenly disappeared into this light sprinkled by the sky.

There was no breath left by him in the whole heaven and earth.

Xiaolongnu asked, "Uncle Shi seems to be really dead, will you forget him, Senior Sister?" ”

Li Mochou's smile was quiet and tranquil: "How could I forget him, I don't need to forget him." ”

The little dragon girl still has a cold face, without the slightest expression, only a pair of bright and pure big eyes like a lake rippling: "Why? Senior sister may never see Uncle Su again in her life. ”

Li Mochou touched the afterglow on the swing that didn't seem to have completely dissipated, as if he could touch Su Liu's voice in this way.

She didn't cry or laugh, she didn't feel sad or happy.

Li Mochou suddenly asked Xiaolongnu, "Senior sister, look at your wrist." ”

The little dragon girl was very obedient, turned over her wrist, although she was only a teenager, but the palm of her hand was soft and tender, and above her wrist was as white as snow, a little red sand seemed to be on it.

Li Mochou also stretched out his palm and slowly flipped it, which was also as soft as a boneless, white and delicate wrist, but there was no trace.

The little dragon girl was still so quiet that the ancient well did not wave, and only said sullenly: "Senior sister, it's gone." ”

Li Mochou smiled very gently, and she said proudly: "Yes, it's gone." ”

Xiaolongnu had never been so curious as she was today, and she asked again, "Where have you been, senior sister?" ”

Li Mochou has never smiled so gently and proudly as today: "This bit of red of mine has already lived in Su Lang's heart." It's the same candy that you secretly hide from Master, it's the most beautiful thing, and no one else knows it. But I know it's always been in Sulang's heart. ”

"Huh!"

At this time, she was only ten years old, but she still looked very naïve, and the little dragon girl touched the bag of candy that Su Liu secretly gave her in her arms.

A neat packet, a total of nine, all in his arms.

Each one has a sweet and sweet spiritual fragrance.

Love Flower Candy.

The little dragon girl wanted to eat it very much, but she was reluctant to eat one, because there would be no more after eating.

There seemed to be layers of small ripples in her cold heart, and she lowered her head and sighed faintly.

Xiaolongnu thought to herself: "It's strange, Uncle Shi gave it to me, I hid it well, no one saw it, why now Senior Sister also knows." (To be continued......)