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A small pavilion, a small building with eaves, listen to the spring breeze. A few small birds, counting the peach blossoms falling. A woman sat on the doorstep and fell in front of the window. Look at the clouds in the sky, the flowers are floating.

This is the one hundred and eighty-three days that Nangong Ling'er has been looking at the sky. The shadow in that expectant gaze still touched her so much.

"Hmph! The master is also bad. I still don't let Ling'er go out today, and I don't know when I will be able to meet my bad uncle. The small mouth pouted lightly, and there was a little melancholy on top of that beautiful face.

"It's okay, the master won't let Ling'er go out, and the bad uncle will come to Ling'er by himself. The sudden sound stirred Nangong Ling'er's heart. A white-robed and fluttering figure suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Yikes!"

Nangong Ling'er was startled, and suddenly jumped up from the chair. The small mouth opened wide, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Bad uncle!"

"That's right, it's me!" the formation master chuckled and put on a very coquettish look. To explain in his words, this posture can highlight his handsomeness!

"Wow!"

Nangong Ling'er exclaimed, and then disappeared into the eyes of the formation master. As for the posture of the formation master, she didn't see it at all.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, the formation master was stunned for no reason, and his heart suddenly fell empty.

"Is she still scared of me?" the formation master whispered, staring blankly at the empty window.

"Bad uncle!"

Suddenly, a shout woke up the formation master. Hurriedly turned his head over, and when he saw it, it was a girl's appearance. A long skirt flutters lightly, reflecting a classical beauty. The big eyes blinked slightly, the little face was delicate, there was a flush, and a pair of white fingers, probably not knowing how to place them, pinched the placket in front of them.

For a moment, the formation master was stunned. This look is exactly what he has always been looking like.

"Bad uncle, what are you looking at!" The little face flushed, and Nangong Ling'er's figure twisted a little.

"I, I'm looking at Ling'er!" the formation master whispered.

"Humph!"

Nangong Ling'er said coquettishly: "Bad uncle." ”

Nangong Ling'er's tone was a little coquettish, but her appearance was a little twisted. A small cheek flushed, and his gaze was a little evasive, not daring to look directly at the formation master.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Seeing this, the formation master smirked, and it seemed that he was very interested in Nangong Ling'er's appearance.

"Hmph, bad uncle, what are you laughing at, Ling'er ignores you!" was dizzy, and Nangong Ling'er's appearance became even more shy.

"Hey, hey, hey..."For this reason, the formation master still smirked.

If anyone else was there at the moment, it would be hell. A generation of formation masters, amazing talents, especially the great achievements he has made for a long time, are even more shocking but terrifying. Someone in the outside world even gave him a nickname————Shura!

Because, the area where the formation master is located will be a Shura hell.

"Oh, by the way, Bad Uncle, how did you get in?"

With a suspicious face, Nangong Ling'er blinked a pair of big eyes and stared at the formation master tightly. She couldn't understand how the Xuanjian Sect, a super sect, could be intruded by an outsider at will?

Hearing this, the formation master's gaze suddenly froze, and his thoughts were full of thoughts...

"What's the use of you kneeling here, Ling'er, she can't see you all the time!" A ruthless voice deeply stimulated the heart of the formation master. But he still couldn't do anything. No matter how amazing and brilliant he is, in the face of the behemoth of the Xuanjian Sect, he is just an ant after all.

There are rumors outside that the Xuanjian Sect is just a paper tiger, and it has long lost its former strength. But when the formation master really came into contact with it, he realized that how could this be a paper tiger? It was obviously a real dragon lying cross-legged.

He had already tried countless methods, but the entire Xuanjian Sect was like an impregnable wall, and it was impossible to penetrate into it at all. His proud stacking circle had no effect here.

"I want to see her. The Guru also saw the wound in my body, and the Great Dao had cracked and was still spreading. I'm afraid it's the emperor's medicine, and it won't be able to save me. ”

"I just want to spend the last days of my life with her. The formation master's expression was gloomy, and he was speechless.

There were many old monsters besieging them, although the formation division blocked wave after wave with terrifying power. But how terrifying the power of the old monster is, after a few times, he has already become the end of the crossbow. There was a crack in the avenue, and he was hit hard, and the current formation division was short in life.

"Then you can kneel!" the old monster of the Xuanjian Sect snorted coldly. Walked directly into the mountain gate.

He is Nangong Ling'er's master, and he doesn't hate or like the formation master. In fact, he knows everything that the formation master has done for Nangong Ling'er. Including those twenty years of companionship, everything is in his eyes.

Including the origin of these enemies, he is also very clear. But Nangong Ling'er's glass heart has been polluted, and if the situation is allowed to develop, then Nangong Ling'er's situation is worrying.

One day, two days, ten days, fifty days... The formation division knelt for eighty-three days. The formation master's injuries were getting worse and worse, the avenue was cracked, and his single body was already crumbling. In front of him, the bright red blood that coughed up had never dried up.

Finally, the closed door opened.

"I can let you see Ling'er. But I have one condition. I want your dharma. The old monster of the Xuanjian Sect said ruthlessly.

"But, yes!" replied the formation master weakly.

"Shhh

Hearing this, the old monster of the Xuanjian Sect was suddenly taken aback. That's the supreme way to lay himself, and he gave it so easily?

Don't wait for the old monster to figure it out. After the formation master finished speaking, a powerful aura rippled and spread out from the formation master's forehead.

Buzzing!

The breath shook, and a terrifying law roared out. The big formation words came into the eyes of the old monster.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want your Fa. The old monster said.

"Why?" said the formation master, confused.

At this point, the so-called Fa is no longer of any use to him. And it's just a method, how can it be compared to Nangong Ling'er?

"Guru, this?"

"Don't get me wrong, I mean I don't need your Fa. Instead, they want to teach the Fa to Ling'er. The old monster explained.

"If you can promise me, then I will let you go to see Ling'er. ”

"Yes, yes. I fully agreed to the Guru's conditions. ”

Crying with joy and excitement, I can't help myself at all... This is the description of the formation master's heart.

Thoughts flowed, and the formation master slowly came back to his senses. Looking at Nangong Ling'er's innocent appearance, he felt his heart warm, why do he need to make superfluous explanations?

"Let's go, Ling'er, I'll take you somewhere..."