"Mr. Zhao, your life plan...... How so? ”

Concubine Yu almost couldn't believe her eyes,

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are common. You don't think that Yan Fu can live forever, right? You are in a good situation now, a Yanfu incident, ten days and half a month, the big deal is half a year and a year, we can't do it in the past, I used to stay in a fruit for decades It was commonplace. Although the flow rate between the fruits is different, people in the middle of it all age as fast. Otherwise, Miri wouldn't have died in the fruit. I've been in Yanfu for too long, and before I know it, I only have a few years left to live. ”

Zhao Jianzhong sighed: "Six years is not a short time, Yan Zhaohui has been established to this day, and it is only two years in terms of the time of Tian Jiazi Jiu." It is a great blessing to die at the end of your life. ”

This is undoubtedly an admission in disguise that he does only have six years of life.

"It doesn't matter, it's not difficult to increase Yang Shou."

Daqian Yanfu, there are not many ways to increase Yang Shou, there are still dozens of them, just say that Concubine Yu is good herself, her flesh and blood can be highly poisonous, or it can be a big supplement. The green and red snakes raised by Concubine Yu's goddaughter are fed with his own flesh and blood, and his life has been extended to this day.

It shouldn't be a problem to collect all of Yan Zhaohui and make up more than a hundred years of longevity for Zhao Jianzhong.

Concubine Yu thought to herself.

"You still don't understand what I mean."

Zhao Jianzhong shook his head: "Let me ask you, how is your Yang Shou?" ”

"More than seven hundred, my inheritance is special, I consume flesh and blood at every turn, and I have a loss in life span over the years, but it is not difficult to make up for it."

Concubine Yu replied truthfully.

Generally speaking, the lifespan of Yan Fu's walking is only roughly related to the position of Yan Fu's certification, ten are one hundred, nine Yao are two hundred, eight poles are four hundred, seven palaces are six hundred, six divisions are eight hundred, and Wufang Lao has about one thousand.

"Generally speaking, the representative of the Sixth Division is only stronger than the strength of the inheritance he represents, not weaker. But there is only an exception to lifespan, in the Yan Zhao Society, there is a inheritance of Tsubaki, called, He Jingye, right? Dachun takes 5,000 years as spring, 5,000 years as autumn, and 16,000 years old as a year. ”

"According to his own words, in his early eighties."

"Let me tell you, no matter what method you use to prolong your life, Yan Fu will only live for a thousand years. I've lived for nine hundred and ninety-one years. It's okay to lose to Sekong for three years, but there is no way to do the rest. ”

Zhao Jianzhong stood up, his waist was still very straight, and he looked in good spirits: "The little ones are doing a good job, let's go, there is still a little bit of hand to deal with." ”

"Got it." Concubine Yu has some six gods and no masters: "I will keep this matter a secret." ”

"I can't keep it, now that Sifan's people know. It won't be long before it reaches the ears of Yan Fu's others. ”

……

The waves rushed to the beach, and Plague stood behind Sekura, rubbing his throat constantly.

Seku stepped barefoot in the water, and the waves wet her ankles.

After a long time, a little golden light flashed in the seawater, and a dark golden skeleton was carried by the sea water and rushed to the foot of the color space, and the seven holes of the skeleton were filled with black afterflames, which was the Muni who set himself on fire in his heart.

Muni saw Sekong, and trembled excitedly, but there was no vocal cord tongue, the skull was washed by the sea, and slapped Sekong's feet back and forth, and the sea breeze blew through the skeleton, making a "whine" wind sound. Suddenly, Seku lifted his foot.

Rustle rustle......

A big wave slapped over, masking the wind, and Sekong stomped on Muni's skull with one foot, and his face was full of disgust: "Useless waste!" ”

She was still angry, and kicked the scattered skulls to pieces with a few kicks, causing the sea to wash away the bones and slag of her feet.

Plague just watched quietly, not saying a word.

It took a long time for Sekong to set foot on the beach, and the smooth soles of his feet were spotless.

"You've helped me a lot this time. Don't mess with the old sick in the future, follow me, there is no loss for you. ”

"Okay."

Plague Le simply agreed in the face of the color sky, behind the nun, the scattered dark golden stars in the sea were burned out little by little by the heart fire, and there was no trace of Muni in the world.

"By the way, I heard others say that if you pretend to be someone else, Yan Zhaohui's ninja won't recognize you, so what do you look like?"

"I have forgotten what I look like, this fruit is about to sink into the sea of leaves, and this face is useless."

As Plague spoke, the muscles and bones on his face changed rapidly, eventually changing into a different appearance.

Thin and tall, with big eyes like big stars, a high nose bridge, and two small pear vortices when the corners of his mouth are unconsciously raised. The eyes are cold.

It is exactly what Li Yan looks like.

"Let's live with this face for a while in the future."

Plague said with a grin,

"You shouldn't have been back to the bitter state for a long time, you can go back with me this time, and it's a holiday."

"Okay."

A pupil-shaped crack opened behind the two of them, engulfing them both together.

In front of the plague is a thick darkness that cannot be dissolved.

Sekong took his hand, obviously in a good mood: "I have long heard the old illness speculate that Zhao Jianzhong's life span is not so abundant. At most, for a few years, in order to survive, he had to quit Yan Zhaohui. That's our chance. ”

"How have the years of hardship been?"

The plague was in a trance.

"Wonderful, tens of millions of people in the state worship me as a god, the seasons are smooth, the river is flowing with milk and honey, and the fairyland on earth is nothing more than that. You'll know when you arrive. ”

Finally, a little light appeared in front of Plague's eyes, and the two of them stepped out of the darkness and stepped on the edge of a green mountain cliff.

As far as the eye can see, the sky cracks through countless crimson caverns, scorching magma pours down, and violently rises into the dust and haze that envelops the fields, and the majestic flames swallow the forests, the rivers, the artificial docks and crops.

Thick clouds rained down shining black dust, and all living beings who were forced to flee their homes by ferocious natural disasters quickly died and decayed after being contaminated with dust.

In the sky of Ullong, a huge black python loomed, piercing a hole in the sky from time to time, and those magma giant holes were concocted like this.

"Wow, it's a fairyland."

Plague said dryly.

Red light and shadow fell from the sky, and they were covered in crimson flames, and they could not see the true face, only the outlines and shadows of their wings. Hundreds of red shadows converged in unison, and a violent explosion occurred in the place where the red and hard converged, and the shining white light obscured all colors and sounds.

Plague covered his eyes: "It's the Feather God Soldier of the Three-Eyed Universe, it should have poured out of the nest." ”

Sekong didn't answer, raised his head, looked through the thick dark clouds, and finally saw the head of the giant python in the sky, it was actually a vague but sturdy human body, with a bright lamp in his mouth, and in front of the lamp sat a rickety old man, black cloth coat, with both hands supporting crutches.

Zhuo Jiu.

"Although I haven't found Sifan's person yet, I am more than 90% sure this time, this sequence of undetermined fruits is the base camp of Sifan's eight sufferings and the fate of the eight hardships in the four realities! Please trust me, Mr. Zhuo. ”

Wei Yueyan, who wore a dragon-patterned cheongsam and used a golden pen as a hairpin, said.

"Of course I believe you."

Zhuo Jiu stood up: "The person has arrived!" ”

(End of chapter)