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Yang Qiuyu, who had been drifting in the blood river for a few days, drifted all the time and no longer thought about it.

Even if his eyes didn't move.

He thought of the girl who loved to learn from him, and he thought of the girl who would cry as long as she slept during the day.

He remembered the girl who would laugh at all times.

He remembered the girl rolling in the air, he remembered the girl who ate for the first time.

The pictures that made him happy all the time were no longer there, and she couldn't be traced like a face code.

A twisted world where everyone is growing, but there are people who lack nothing.

On the earth, it is dominated by money, power, popularity, and strength, and in the Tianluo Continent, it is also blocked by the laws of nature's survival.

You have the strength of a king to live, but you have to face loneliness.

Everyone longs for love and peace, but it is not without pain.

Nothing can redeem angels, what exactly is a demon?

Humans are demons, humans eat everything, and the creatures of the Five Elements Body are demons.

"I'm just eating the sins of humans."

The flowers on the other side bloom and fall, and there is reincarnation, but there is no atonement.

Samsara takes billions of years to occur once, and the owner must bear all the sins.

The dream is 3,000 feet, and the dream is the real world.

"I like to sleep because I don't have light in my head, and sometimes the world of dreams is the most real." The boy looked at the blue sky and said thoughtfully.

The more he longs for happiness, the more he strays from it.

The prelude to the storm will always have a strong light of Xinfu, which is the sun and a fireball that can seriously injure you.

"Because there are you in heaven, I have come to heaven."

But he looked down on life and death, and looked down on everything.

"Angels will not be hurt, because angels were once demons, and when I atone for my sins, I will come to you, face, goblin."

"Thank you for your company, let me understand what friendship is, what is..."

The young man's skin was fair and a little pale, with a fairy-like temperament, and his empty eyes couldn't hide his sadness.

"You said that you all like to look at the stars, but you all became stars, you are really unfair, how can you abandon me without wings."

"To be honest, I can't go alone, but the thought of being able to resurrect you all makes me more confident."

A pair of black eyes are cold and waveless, and the eyebrows seem to be frustrated with the cold ice that has not melted for thousands of years in the northern snow-capped mountains, and the face is white without a little wave.

The white-haired boy used his black moon pupils to transform into a white suit, and after removing the blood stains on his body, he walked out of this bloody world.

When he walked to a place, he saw a group of people, they were disciples of the Shucheng Sect, and Yang Qiuyu recognized one of the sick men.

The man was still dressed in simple white clothes, his long black hair was like a waterfall, his skin was fair and a little pale, and he coughed a few times with his pale and slender hands...

"It turned out to be you kid, you can meet here, it's really fate! Ha ha. The sick Ye Feng spewed out a white-haired boy.

"It's me." The white-haired boy's voice was not as kind as before.

The purple-robed man was also there, silently watching him from the side, but there was no hostility, just interest in him.

"Where's the pink lady in red next to you?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"What a beauty, she is my sister who picked it up." The white-haired boy spoke very lowly, and there seemed to be no light in his black eyes.

"Haha, I can still pick up such a sister, I haven't seen such a cute and beautiful woman since I was a child, ahem, it's just that I'm not interested in girls." Ye Feng coughed lightly.

"Oh..."Yang Qiuyu's voice was very low, in fact, he wanted to joke with the other party and say that the other party was interested in men? It's just that there is no such leisure and elegance.

Li Aotian, the man in the purple robe, said with a smile, "Seeing that you are in a state of losing your soul, how can our Shucheng faction soothe for a few days?" ”

"That's exactly what I mean."

You might as well say it bluntly, he came out again this time to find an immortal cultivator to settle down.

"That's great, then what are you waiting for, hurry up, in case you can still enter the inner disciple!" Ye Feng nodded happily, looking sick and relieved a lot.

Ye Feng put his hand on the white-haired young man's shoulder, which surprised him a little, but he didn't say anything.

followed Ye Feng and Li Aotian together, the scenery of the mountain gorge is good, and there are cherry blossoms falling all the way.

"Your short hair looks good, it's still white." Ye Feng looked at Yang Qiuyu's short hair and said with some envy.

"White hair..."The purple-robed young man suddenly remembered the white-haired man who had been talking about it in the past few days.

But he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the title of the book also has some white-haired men, but the hair is all shawls.

"Well, Brother Ye and... Who is this? Yang Qiuyu looked at the purple-robed man, he didn't know what the other party's name was.

"Li Aotian!" Li Aotian walked as he walked.

"Well, Brother Li and Brother Ye are traveling all over the world?" The white-haired boy Yang Qiuyu asked.

"Alas, how can I have time to play, it's all about doing sect tasks and exchanging sect points." Ye Feng said sadly.

"Oh? What is the Sectarian Value? ”

"What else can it be, the more you accumulate, the more you can go to the sect to exchange for some chanting cheats or some spirit stone pills and treasures and the like." Ye Feng sighed and waved his hand.

"By the way, what do you call it, brother?" After Ye Feng sighed, he looked at the white-haired boy sickly and asked.

"Yang Qiuyu."

The white-haired boy nodded, and there was not a trace of light in his eyes.

"I don't know what Brother Yu's cultivation is now?" Li Aotian said suddenly, seemingly interested.

"The first layer of the realm of mind control is not yet complete." Yang Qiuyu groaned.

Li Aotian and Ye Feng were a little surprised, seeing how the other party's wind was clear and elegant, and the bones were amazed how they could reach the realm of mind control.

When you reach the realm of soul release, you can check the other party's realm, and Li Aotian is a hundred piercing realm, he is a swordsman, the next realm is different from Ye Feng, his next realm is vertical and horizontal, and the ordinary cultivation ranking is the realm of hegemony.

"The ordinary cultivation levels of Nian Qi are divided into: Nian Control, Condensation of Qi, Gathering Thoughts, Horizontal Sky, Hundred Wearing, Ba Nian, Soul Release, Desire God, Divine Mind King, Emperor, Holy Emperor, Lintian, Linxian, Ascension, Immortal..."

"The advanced level cultivation of Nian Qi is also the cultivation of Nian Qi: Nian Control, Condensation, Gathering Control, Horizontal Sky, Hundred Piercing, Vertical and Horizontal, One, Imperial Qi, Release, Vertical Heaven, Horizontal Earth, Sword Emperor, Ascension, Sword Immortal, Immortal..."

Ye Feng is in the horizontal sky realm, half a realm lower than Li Aotian.

And the horizontal sky realm is just able to fly, but it can't fly high, it can only fly fifty meters in the air, and it can't last long.

And Li Aotian couldn't fly with the sword yet, they could only fly with the white-haired boy with the flying treasure given by the elders, because it would take a day to reach it on foot.

In this way, the wine gourd treasure was put on and it took a while to arrive at the Book City Immortal Sect.

Book City, with a peculiar name, is also on the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, at a glance, the mountains stand majestically on the earth. The tall and straight ancient tree rose from the ground, and he used his tall body and strong arms to shade the mountain peaks that were being scorched by the heat.

Looking from afar, the strange peaks are listed, continuous, like the waves lined up on the sea, one after another, they use that graceful dance posture, adding infinite color to the beautiful and elegant mountains, standing here, the white-haired boy seems to be integrated into the landscape painting of the temple people, and it feels so elegant. Around his feet, strange rocks were craggy and tough.

Book City is truly a lyrical place!