Chapter 8: The Boy Who Fell from the Altar
Yixuan walked down the mountain sullenly.
"One or two is really, do I look like such a stern person? If you're together, you're together, and I'm not going to stop ......."
Then, Yi Xuan Ke just watched a person walk into the phantom array that he had always wanted to retreat but always forgot.
I don't know if there is a saying that it should not be said that horses sell batches.
Yixuan Ke pulled up a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Wow, that's amazing." Yi Xuan Ke tore off the scar on his hand, if it weren't for the fact that there was no sharp thing on his body, he would not be guilty of this crime.
Then, Yixuan Ke covered his wrists and walked towards the formation resignedly.
It's still in the middle of the formation.
Yue Qianli looked around in confusion, he remembered that he was lost, and unconsciously seemed to have walked into a maze, and then arrived here.
That's right, the once famous young man of the Yue family is actually a road idiot.
But isn't this your room?
Yue Qianli frowned, things are definitely not that simple.
"Li'er, Li'er, are you okay?" Lin Qingwan's voice reached Yue Qianli's ears.
Mother?! Didn't my mother die a year ago?
Yue Qianli immediately became alert, everything around here was too weird.
"Li'er, it's all because my mother's parents are not good, and it's all because my mother's parents didn't protect you." Lin Qingwan wiped away her tears, "Li'er, you have a word, Li'er!" ”
"Mother......?" Yue Qianli opened her mouth, and suddenly found that her voice was very hoarse, and she was very immature.
"My son!" Lin Qingwan heard Yue Qian leave, and cried again, "If your cultivation is gone, it's gone, and if you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate, and your mother will support you in the future, don't think about it anymore." ”
This sentence? Did he go back eight years, or did he get stuck in the memories?
Yue Qianli clearly remembered this scene, when he lost almost everything, and almost chose to end his life in despair.
Yue Qianli knew that what happened back then was definitely not an accident, and even he knew who the murderer was.
Mo Yun is a scourge, he doesn't know how many people he has harmed by his existence, but unfortunately, no one can help him, a character born in the Chaos Period, his strength is on par with the Creator, even the Creator can't help him, and who can do anything to him?
He can do anything for Yunmeng, he is a madman.
The moment the news of Yunmeng Jindan's destruction came out, he should have known that he, the "First Day Genius of the Three Domains", would definitely suffer.
Yue Qianli smiled bitterly, and suddenly, he felt a bloody taste in his mouth.
"Hey, labor and management have fed you so much blood, you can't talk about it if you don't wake up."
Well? What was that? Yue Qianli forced himself to open his eyes.
The son in front of him was about eighteen or nineteen years old, his wrist was bleeding, and he put it to his mouth, frowning, his blood pupils shrunk, and his face was bloody, as if it was caused by excessive blood loss.
Seeing this, Yue Qianli hurriedly pushed away Yi Xuanke's hand, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Thank you Gongzi for saving me, in the next month Qianli, may I ask the name of Gongzi?" ”
Yixuan Ke smoked, the courtesy and merchants came and went, and everyone reported their names, and he was embarrassed to refuse. Looking at his clothes, it can't be exactly that month Qianli, right?
"Yixuanke, uh......" Yixuanke paused, how should he call Yue Qianli? Young master, I advise you to leave quickly. ”
"That." Yue Qianli pursed her lips in embarrassment, "I'm lost." ”
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