At the cave, Yan Qing, who was still in a stalemate with Shaodian, was still in a tense state, and everyone was very tired for a long time, just when everyone was silent, the monkey next to the mandrill suddenly changed his face, and the guy who had never known joy and sorrow had a sad look on his face at this time for some reason.

Who knew that the monkey completely ignored his eyes, and looked up at the sky with the stick in his arms, which was a kind of desolation of Buddha greater than compassion, the mandrill was confused by the two monks for a while, just when he was about to slap the monkey, the golden cicada's face over there also changed color slightly, and the red light in his hand flashed a few times with the demon wind ghost, and the mandrill knew that something had happened.

"Shouldn't a few people die, and that's it?" came to the side, and Ning Xuan said such a sentence for some reason.

Dongyue glanced at the guy, suspecting that Erdan's brain was beaten stupidly, "Are there still fewer dead people?"

Ning Ying looked at him, as if he didn't remember what he said just now, just when they looked at each other speechlessly, the originally good lamp suddenly spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and his body softened.

"Hey, you're not going to be done like this, are you?" Dongyue wrapped up the man who was already lying on the ground.

Randeng, who still had a trace of breath, smiled, "Old man, this is the end of your life." ”

After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes, Dongyue looked at him and paused for a while, I don't know if he didn't want to speak or didn't know what to say at this time, but looking at his last appearance, he must not know what to say, but the lamp left at this time, it is indeed a little hard to believe, who is the Buddha of the lamp, it is a dignified ......

Dongyue's gaze paused as he looked up at the sky, yes, who is the lamp......

"That's several levels higher than that!" Yue Lao'er came to the rescue, Dongyue was even more embarrassed, the person in his arms was definitely not the person who came higher, for example, in the Buddha realm, does the status matter?

No matter how they talk about it at this time, the lamp is finally gone, and the old monk seems to be in a bit of a hurry, there is no foreshadowing, and he just leaves, "Okay, you have to tell me what to do with him......" Dongyue really had a headache.

The year that was sealed by the Buddha seal did not die, but struggled hard inside, although he was already weak before, but when his life was at stake, this guy's potential was endless, and the people standing outside watched him toss inside for more than an hour, and he didn't have the meaning of stopping, and the Buddha seal was not constantly cracked for life, if it continued like this, it would not allow him to drill out, and it would be even more difficult to do at that time.

Dongyue squatted there and didn't know what he was thinking, his hair had turned white for most of this period of time, and everyone was watching him but there was no way, at this time, not many people seemed to care about who was missing around him, Bai Kui took out the already painful hand from Ning's hand, looked left and right, but couldn't see the person he was looking for, and only then did he realize that some things were not over yet.

And the person he cares about knows of course needless to say, it is the immortal Helian Shaoqing, where is the kid who was blown away by the wind first?

Grow green onions in a snowdrift in an unknown place.

Except for the person whose head and body were buried in the snowdrift, he couldn't climb out of his strength, and after struggling for only two minutes, he was tired and completely out of strength, and there was no one left and right.

I'm depressed for a while, a dignified protagonist, it doesn't play much of a role at a critical time, and now it's not over yet, and the has to die again!

He seems to have forgotten that he is already a dead man, and at this moment, he is just a thing that cannot be dispersed, cannot be discharged, and is not even a soul.

Just when the kid was lying there humming, the familiar scene before was staged again, the red figure flashed in front of his eyes, I don't know which plague was teasing him at this time, and for a while he made the kid angry, and scolded in the direction of the shadowless, scolding and scolding, he was stunned and silent, because the figure came out again, and this time he didn't run, he stood not far away, and looked at him.

A half-old child, eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a red shirt, looks very handsome, and his long hair is blown in the wind, looking really a beauty.

I'll go, Shaoqing didn't expect that he would still have peach blossom luck at this time, and he could still meet such a girl in this ghost place, but ......

Compared with others, are you a little older?

Wiping his chin, which had been pricked in his hands, Shaoqing felt that he was too anxious for the first time, but he soon came back to his senses and scolded himself for being improper, a little girl who is still underage, what the do you want!?

Looking at the eyes of others, Shaoqing concluded that she could see herself, so he greeted her, "Hey, can you help?"

The girl didn't answer him, just stood in place and looked at him straightly, Shaoqing showed favor one after another, people just didn't come forward, and finally the old boy's old face was reddened, and he held his mouth and didn't make a sound, and after a while, the kid was impatient, and he made an old face at the person who had squatted on the ground to look at him, "Have you seen enough, Lao Tzu knows that he is handsome, but he doesn't give you such a free look, you don't know what aesthetic fatigue is?!"

The people over there still didn't make a sound, but they laughed at the corners of their mouths when they heard the roar of the second egg here, hey, after a glance at the person with such a face, Shaoqing immediately covered his eyes, there are such people in the world!

He is at ease and secretly sad, who knows if this two eggs are hurting a yarn, is it inferior, or is it a pity, a good person, what the hell is going on in this place?

Just when he covered his eyes and felt compassionate, the surrounding snowstorm had slowed down a lot, which also allowed him to let go of his gaze and take a closer look at the minifigures over there.

Just because of the blizzard, the sight was blocked, and the person not far away was not simply a little girl with a pink face, and the group between the eyebrows that didn't know what made Shaoqing look familiar, and then look at the girl's eyebrows, I leaned on ......