286 The Evil Jade God (3)

This person is the jade god. Luo Bing thought.

Such as resentment, such as crying, such as complaining, like singing, lingering sounds, like silk wisps.....

The beautiful and gorgeous sound of the piano is stagnant in the hands of the person who plays the piano, and the play gradually stops, and finally the sound of the piano slowly disappears, and everything is silent...

The piano is beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and the people are more beautiful....

The end of the song.

It's beautiful......

Luo Bing secretly sighed in admiration, and it took a long time before she was reluctant to come back to her senses, and she stared at a gorgeous and beautiful back not far away.

She herself immediately froze.

The mysterious man is slender and straight, with a luxurious silver-white robe, indescribable dignity and perfection, elegant and indifferent gestures, and three thousand ink hairs are like smooth silk flying and intertwined with the breeze, so beautiful that it is like a peerless painting.

Just a back can turn sentient beings upside down, like the warm jade smoke in Lantian, which can be seen from afar, and cannot be blasphemed.

It's unrealistically beautiful, like an illusory dream....

"You're here." The noble man opened his mouth lightly, solemn and noble, and his temperament was elegant.

He played the Fuxi Qin, which he hadn't touched for many years, not only to show her the direction in the realm and wash away the impetuousness in her heart.

"You know me?" Luo Bing asked suspiciously, his bright eyes full of surprise and surprise.

The peerless beauty slowly put away the Xiqin, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He is Emperor Huali.

"Looks like you want to be stronger." He indifferently changed the subject.

"Nonsense, who on this continent doesn't want to be stronger?" Luo Bing asked coldly, his eyes locked on the luxurious figure, as if he was worried that he would disappear in the next second....

Hua Li was silent about her rudeness.

"So, how do I get stronger?" This person's strength is unfathomable, absolutely extraordinary, Luo Bing secretly wondered.

"Heaven must not be divulged." He said lightly.

"You mean I can cultivate spiritual veins?" Luo Bing immediately asked rhetorically, his heart was already excited, and there were bursts of waves.

"Let it be."

Luo Bing was furious in his heart, gritting his teeth and thinking: Damn...."My life is up to me!" Whatever the fate! ”

You lead me to talk so much nonsense, TM has no practical use at all!

"Don't worry, the Jiazhou Continent doesn't just have a way to become stronger by cultivating immortals." Hua Li opened his mouth lightly and gracefully, and kindly reminded.

It's really funny that she's crazy like this, but can't help it.

"You mean martial arts?" Luo Bing suddenly realized.

"Naturally, when the martial arts reach the peak, even the people at the peak of the spirit level will be afraid of three points." Hua Liyun said lightly.

"Cut, all in all, I will never give up cultivating the spiritual vein!" Whatever it will cost.

Luo Bing resolutely thought that his starry eyes were shining with a charming light.

The beautiful man's expression was slightly stunned, he liked her unswerving and unwavering character.

"I happen to have the Luo Shen Sword Technique here, and now I give it to you, if your cultivation is good, it will naturally be no different from a spirit level cultivator." He said.

Roselle ......?

Luo Bing was stunned, "You want to give me swordsmanship?" .... But I don't even have a sword..."She's just crossed over, so there's no sword to use... There is no difference between him sending a sword book and a blank piece of paper now, it's obviously impractical!

"I have a sword in my heart, and when I reach the realm, I can naturally use this Luo Shen Sword Technique with my bare hands." Hua Li explained very patiently, and his eyes were like a sparkling lake, which was unfathomably beautiful.

"I ...... I believe that you will definitely be able to cultivate to the point where the human sword is one. The evil voice contains a strong playful atmosphere, and the corners of the beautiful lips unconsciously hook a graceful arc.