"Cheng He, cheer up a little!"

In a small wooden house, the red-clothed Cheng He, who looked like Zhengtai, looked flustered, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was full of tears.

Cheng He's small body, lying in the arms of the red clothes, looked even thinner.

He was not in a very good state, his face was like gold paper, and the wound on his chest stretched from the left collarbone to the ribs, revealing Bai Sensen's sternum, and the intestines could be seen where the blood was coming from the ribs.

The wound was bleeding all the time, and there was a strange spiritual power that prevented the wound from healing.

Cheng He looked at the red clothes blankly, his eyes were scattered, he couldn't see any anger, he held a broken jade slip in his hand, and his chapped and pale lips opened and closed silently, as if he wanted to say something.

The tears in Hongyi's eyes couldn't stop flowing out again, and the whites of his bloodshot eyes almost turned red: "I can't hear what you say, and I don't want to hear it." I'm a woman, the most willful, and I won't do anything you explain, so you have to live, and you have to do it yourself.

Cheng He, it's useless to hear, if you can't do it, you're not a man......"

Hongyi's voice became more and more choked, he could barely speak, and he was extremely scared in his heart, biting his lip and forcing himself not to listen to Cheng He's words.

She was afraid that as soon as she heard it, Cheng He would be satisfied, she had no desire to survive, she could do anything for Cheng He, but it did not include listening to his last words and fulfilling his last wish.

Cheng He's lips were still opening and closing, although each time it was slower than the other, but it was still moving stubbornly.

"Cheng He, can't you be so selfish, think you're dying, I should listen to you? That's impossible!"

A deep sense of powerlessness rose from Hongyi's heart, and she could do nothing but scream helplessly, like a lonely beast.

Many times, people's anger stems from their own powerlessness.

Syllable~

The broken jade slip lost its grip and fell to the ground, its dry lips slightly open, no longer moving......

"Ahh

Hongyi hugged Cheng He tightly, not daring to look at his face, just as if he was still alive.

The tears had dried up, and the red blood beads condensed in the corners of the red clothes' eyes.

——

Outside the wooden house, a man in a blue robe confronted a group of monks.

I saw him holding a sauce-red wine gourd in one hand and pinching the finger of the sword in the other.

This person looks like he is in his thirties, with an elegant atmosphere, and is the most attractive image of a handsome uncle, but unfortunately the nose is a funny rosacea.

He is the wine saint, Lu Yihuan, and Cheng He's ancestor's friend.

And the monk who confronted him was a person from Longquan Temple, headed by a fat old monk, his Dharma name Guangxiu, one of the ancestors of the three sects, and the best at maintaining the law of Tianlong.

Although the Wine Saint is also in the Tribulation Period, for some reason, he is weaker than Guangxiu.

"Wine Saint, did you hear the shouting behind you?" Guang Xiu said with a smile, "Your junior seems to have lost his breath, and this is all caused by you." ”

"Yes, it's all my fault," the wine saint said a little lonely, and suddenly glanced at Guang Xiu coldly, "Are the monks so shameless?"

Obviously stronger than me, he used the Dharma Protector Heavenly Dragon to sneak attack me, seriously injuring my juniors, and said it was my fault.

You are a Buddha cultivator, if you do this, are you not afraid of entering the hell of the nose and not being able to be reborn forever?"

"Lu Yihuan, how old are you to still say such childish things?" Guang Xiu still smiled and said, "Since ancient times, Buddha has long ceased to exist.

Our world is a place abandoned by God, and if there are really Buddhas and immortals, it will only be those of us who are on the top of the red dust. ”

The wine saint sneered: "I'm not as shameless as you, dare to call an immortal." ”

"I really regret it now!" said the wine saint, opening his mouth to take a long sip of wine, "I regret that I shouldn't have listened to the lies of you three liars with those brothers of mine back then, thinking that your master was going to destroy the world."

I regret helping you kill them even more. ”

Guang Xiu shook his head: "Lu Yihuan, you are wrong.

My master, the second-generation patriarch of Longquan Temple, the second-generation patriarch of Longquan Temple, Taixuanzi, the second-generation patriarch of Zixiaoguan, and the second-generation patriarch of Baiyun Academy, Chen Hexian.

They all ran out of life and died, not from a conspiracy. ”

"Shut up!" shouted the wine saint, "greed, it's all because of greed, no matter how nice you say, you can't deceive yourself."

Since ancient times, the aura has been exhausted, the power of the law has become more and more fragile, and only three monks in the world are allowed to exist, and one more will lead to the destruction of the world.

You and those two scum conspired to kill your master just to get into the Tribulation Period early. ”

"Why do you say that you are so clear?" Guang Xiu sighed helplessly, "Didn't you do it too?" and you are not also in the Tribulation Period now, although it is only half of it. ”

"If I hadn't been in the Tribulation Period, would I still be able to stand here and talk?" the Wine Saint said disdainfully, "Back then, Brother Cheng and I were both in the Transformation Stage, plus the three of you were Transformation Gods.

I went to assassinate your master, but the five of them didn't resist a single move.

At that time, I thought we were going to die, but the White Cry Holy Master let us go, and what happened?

It's you! Forcibly break through the realm, take the creatures of the entire world as a bet, and bet that your master will give up his life for the sake of the common people.

You won the bet, and you won three times in a row. ”

"I didn't expect that I would win, I just felt unconvinced at the time, and I wanted to break through the tribulation period and make another fight with my master," Guang Xiu suddenly chuckled, and Sen's cold laughter made people feel cold, "Who knew that my master directly dispersed the aura of his whole body and committed suicide, if I knew that it was so simple, I wouldn't look for you." ”

"This shameless face has not changed for thousands of years!" the wine saint mocked.

"But you just can't kill me, are you angry?"

Guang Xiu waved his sleeves, and the eight monks around him turned into hideous dragons and pounced towards the wine saint.

"I know that your talent is far higher than the three of us, and when you enter the Tribulation Period, the three of us can't beat you, but who made you like our master and have the world in mind?

Are you angry? Then unlock the ban that Patriarch Taixuanzi has given you, and use the other eighty percent of the power of your seal?"

The Wine Saint sword finger moved lightly, and countless sword qi flew out from the fingertips, and the eight Yuan Infant Heavenly Dragons were slashed to pieces.

"Come again!"

"Satisfy you!"

The wine saint shouted, and the sword qi around him was rampant. Guang Xiu waved his sleeves again, and hundreds of heavenly dragons flew out, each of which had the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage.

The wine saint stepped forward and was about to slay the dragon, but he saw that there were two more people in Guangxiu's hands, Hongyi and Cheng He.

"Are you still coming?"

The wine saint was silent, and the wine gourd in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ridiculous!" Guangxiu scoffed.

"yes, it's ridiculous. ”

Wearing a green shirt, he appeared on the spot......