To die is to die, but how can you live?

The sword of the pool three years is too fast!

But why don't you die?

When the remnant is broken, it is broken in front of his eyes, and it is dead, but why is it not dead?

Yu Xiaolou looked at the sword wound that pierced through his heart, and didn't know what to say.

He was pretty sure that Remnant Feng was dead, because Chi had slashed its spirit in the third year.

He was sure he was dead, and he died when the sword, which didn't fluctuate, pierced his heart.

It's a problem that I didn't die, but if I can't figure it out, there's nothing to think about.

But looking at the remnant on the ground, he remembered the bearded man without the devil's horn, the remnant was broken, and he died.

Uh, I guess it's a knife.

It's so stinky here, this is the place where Chi killed himself for three years, how can there still smell of wine? Yu Xiaolou kissed the smell of wine, although it is not much, but it is very strong.

Time to go

Yu Xiaolou got up, uh, no, how could there be something on his chest? His brows furrowed, he stretched out his hand and put it in his arms, and took it out.

He looked at what he was holding and was surprised.

"Oh, it's a purse, it's still a broken one."

Is this mine?

Yu Xiaolou didn't know if this was his, but why was it in his arms? Forget it, maybe this is his own!

He took it back again.

It's a long way to get back from here, but he doesn't plan to use spells to go back, he wants to go.

Maybe that's how it should be!

Gray clothes, there is no blood, dead people have no blood? It is ridiculous. He looked up at the sky of the Burial Dragon City, he hadn't looked at the sky like this for a long time.

belch

It must have been hundreds of years, right? Oh no, maybe it hasn't been since the day I left Keyan Mountain.

It's so good-looking, it's so blue!

Yu Xiaolou smiled, I don't know why he laughed, but he just wanted to laugh, and he laughed very happily.

He shook off his clothes, it was a little gray, it was too dirty, he didn't like it very much.

Luo Ling,

Something seems to have fallen out of the clothes?

He bent down and looked over.

"Eh, it's a coin, no, it's still a purple spirit coin!"

He picked it up, and he felt the problem again.

How can I have money? I haven't been out for hundreds of years.

His eyes rolled and he couldn't stop looking at the purple spirit coin that was shaking off his clothes, and he was a little puzzled.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and he patted his head

"Oh, is this your own? Is this a price, or is it asking for it?"

But he couldn't remember. What is the price?

He walked very slowly, step by step, and walked a little abnormally, not like a normal person.

"Oops! I remember, this is the price of killing the pool for three years!"

Yu Xiaolou stopped, he thought of what he thought, so he stopped and shouted out.

"This is the rule of the store, everything has a price, it's just a matter of size!"

He thought a little more, and thought of the person who told him to kill Chi for three years.

He couldn't think of it.

Forget it, whoever he is, it's a mission failure.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaolou's eyes drooped and his expression was a little lonely

"It seems like this is the first time I've failed."

The burial dragon city has changed, but Yu Xiaolou doesn't know what's going on.He went back to the store with the dead knife and returned to the store.

The guy at the door didn't look good, it seemed that something had happened?

"What's the matter, your family is dead!" Yu Xiaolou scolded.

The guy's face was really not good-looking, but he still squeezed out a smile that wasn't too happy.

"Palm~~ cabinet, you're back."

Yu Xiaolou ignored him, and Yu Xiaolou, the guy at the door, remembered him.

The inner hall is an exclusive place in the small building, and the guys in the store are not allowed to enter.

Yu Xiaolou saw it, the surprisingly big smoking gun.

belch

It's time to take two puffs, what does it feel like to smoke a person who is already dead? I don't know.Yu Xiaolou hung the knife in its original place, and put it on for a long time, but he was not very satisfied. Maybe it's a problem with the knife!

There is no smoke on the smoking pot,

Yu Xiaolou took out a small bag from the beam of the house, which was wrapped in shredded tobacco, hiding it like a common man.

There is no need to ignite, this smoking gun is a spiritual weapon, although it is a spiritual weapon, but it has only one function, that is, there is a flame array in the smoke pot, and you can burn it if you want to, and you can extinguish it if you want to.

It is produced by Zhongzhou Qizong, and the quality is guaranteed.

The tobacco is full, and the smoke will float up leisurely after a while.

The guy in the store saw it, and hurriedly walked to the door, "The shopkeeper has started smoking again, I don't want to faint"

Put your mouth on the cigarette holder, smoke it in a drunken gulp, and snort.

Familiar taste, very refreshing.

Sitting in a chair dedicated to him in the chapel,

He remembered that the person who came to him early in the morning had the purple spirit coin in his hand spinning between his fingers.

I can't remember, it seems to be a good-looking woman, right?

The guy at the door suddenly broke into the inner hall, his face was still the same.Yu Xiaolou was not very happy.

"Shopkeeper, Zhongzhou is here again," the guy said anxiously covering his nose.

Yu Xiaolou remembered the people who had called him back over the years, and there had been several batches.

"Come on, come on," Yu Xiaolou said with a face that didn't care too much.

"Shopkeeper, this time it's different!" The man's anxiety turned into panic, a little sweat flowed from his forehead, and he said in horror.

Yu Xiaolou knocked on the cigarette pot, stood up and glanced at the guy, Yu Xiaolou didn't like this guy very much, not only because he was a seller, his mouth was too broken, this was not a good thing, especially working in the "Eye" store.

Seeing that he lifted his clothes, he didn't want this big-mouthed man to know his problem.

"Tell me, who is it this time?"

But before the guy could speak, suddenly a figure came out behind him, Yu Xiaolou knew her, this is probably the person from Zhongzhou that this guy said, Yu Xiaolou seemed to understand why he acted like this, and waved his hand to signal him to go down.

Compared to the guy with a broken mouth, the person standing in front of him at the moment is even more disgusting.

After the guy retreated, Yu Xiaolou looked at the person who came, and said with a bad face: "What are you doing here?"

The face of the person in front of her was like ice in the Xuan River, she was a ruthless cultivator, and she was the most disgusting person who had no feelings, and it was even more disgusting than those evil cultivators.

"Senior brother, your business is over, it's time to go back, the ancestor has spoken!"

The name Ning Bing is right, it is the most appropriate for her, and she has no emotion when she speaks.

"Don't go, don't go, that place isn't as good as here!

Yu Xiaolou put the cigarette gun in vain and said casually.

"Senior brother, you are dead, there is nothing you can't let go, the ancestor said that you are his only successor!"

Yu Xiaolou was like a condensation in an instant, taken aback, and subconsciously touched his empty chest.

"How do you ~~ know?"

"Chi San's dead for three years!"

Instead of answering his question, Ning Bing answered the question that surprised him even more and made him even more unbelievable.

Yu Xiaolou stared at him in surprise and said, "Ning Bing, I don't read much, don't lie to me!"

If you want to say that this entire cultivation realm can kill Chi for three years, Yu Xiaolou really can't think of anyone.

And the words that came out of her mouth at this moment were really unconvincing.

"Believe it or not!"

Yu Xiaolou looked at the purple spirit coin in his hand, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed.

"When, go back?"

"Now!"

Yu Xiaolou left, and just as the woman named Ning Bing, who practiced the Ruthless Dao, said the "now", he left.

There really wasn't much to remember about this place, and he couldn't remember why he had been here for so long, and for what.

But the moment he left, he felt that his heart ached as if he had no heart.

Burial Dragon City he left.

Even that pool is dead for three years!

And he died, how could he live again? He couldn't figure it out, so he left.