Chapter one hundred and twelve

Nine more cold day tea leaves fell into the cup, boiling water penetrated, and the boy began to apply tea. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few moments, the tea was ready.

Nine tiny ice dragons play in the water, winding in the mist.

The young man held the cup in both hands and handed it to the man in gray. The five ice dragons were roaring and swimming.

Chilly!

It is a tea tree, it stands in the nine heavens of Hanshan, there are nine new leaves a year, ten years can be picked, and then made into drinkable tea.

Its preciousness is unspeakable.

Even the Nine Kings of Hanshan are not too many.

And this person, a mere monk in the difficult mountain realm, is like this, which shows that his identity is extraordinary.

The tea of the cold day, nine is the extreme, and a maximum of nine pieces can be used for each tea brew. If there is more, this tea will be ruined.

The young man raised the cold jade cup in front of him, and a tea leaf was in his mouth, and then a cold dragon rose up and submerged into his mouth......

"Tsk, I usually don't want to drink it. The stock is very small. ”

The boy shook his head with a look of enjoyment.

"What are you doing here?"

When the man in gray spoke, his right hand stretched out, and when his five fingers opened, the space shattered, and a pitch-black black hole appeared, and his right hand reached into it.

Suddenly, a white 'ball' was grabbed by him.

"Meow!"

It was a fat, cute white kitten that struggled and roared. A pair of small black and bright eyes looked angrily at the man in gray.

"Qi Ling'er, I brought you something good. ”

Looking at the white cat, the grim face of the man in gray softened, he said softly, and with his left hand, he lifted the cold jade cup on the small table and put it next to the white kitten's small mouth.

"Wow. ”

The fragrance lingered, brushing the tip of the nose, and the white kitten's eyes suddenly lit up, and the tongue stretched out and licked, while the blue ice appeared on the white hair......

The gray-clothed man had a mountain power in his right hand, which melted the cold.

Not long after, the cup of tea was gone, and the kitten fell asleep.

......

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"You-"

When he saw the man in gray giving the white cat a cold day to drink, the young man's face suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with anger.

However, as soon as the words came out, the anger in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and his expression became shocked, "That's... It's ......"

The boy suddenly startled, pointing his finger at the sleeping white kitten, and his words were slurred and intermittent.

"Hmm!" the man in gray bowed.

"Huh. ”

The boy sat down again, his fingers trembling slightly as if they were spasmodic.

"Icecube Face, can I hug her?"

The boy asked, a pair of hopeful eyes staring at the man in gray.

"No, you can't. The man in gray was indifferent, ignoring the young man, his eyes were condensed, but when he bowed his head, he was as gentle as water, full of doting.

“......”

The boy's outstretched hand was abruptly abrupt, slightly embarrassed, but more angry!

Because when he withdrew his outstretched hand, the left hand of the man in gray stretched out......

"What are you doing!" the boy was furious.

"Gift!" the strange man said indifferently.

“......”

The young man held his forehead, speechless, and then said: "Now I don't have anything precious on me, and those things can't be used as gifts...... Hmmm......"

The young man froze suddenly, he glanced at the sleeping kitten, and then at the man in gray, and he seemed to have an understanding.

"That's ...... Or ......"

The young man's voice was intermittent, at this time, as an elder, he couldn't give a gift to his niece, which was really embarrassing!

Entering the Law Saint Secret Realm, the power is too strong, and the treasures with rare breath cannot be brought in at all, even if it is him, it is no exception.

What's more, now his cultivation has fallen and he has been reduced to a backer......

"Well, come to me when you get out!"

After thinking about it for a long time, the young man waved his sleeves, and it was difficult to be indifferent.

"Good!"

The man in gray nodded, and a small black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him, and the whirlpool swirled, devouring the sleeping white kitten.

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"Ice cube face, more than 700 years have passed. A lot has happened over the years, and I've done a lot of things......"

The young man's voice was vicissitudes, and in front of him, on the cold jade cup, the dragon was winding, sometimes roaring.

"It really didn't matter to me what happened back then. I don't really like that guy, and I don't like that much...... After all, his existence is a pillar in my Han realm, making it difficult to be shaken!"

The man in gray was silent, his eyes closed, and he quietly listened to the young man's mouth.

Suddenly, the young man's voice paused, and then a voice that seemed to remember and remembered came out......

“...... Shanfu ...... Collapsed ......"

"Boom!"

The figure of the man in gray shook suddenly, his eyes opened, his eyes opened and closed, the evil aura was surging, and the killing thoughts were monstrous.

"How could it be ......," the man in gray muttered to himself, "Shanfu...... How could it collapse?"

"When he fell, the sword king Lin Changtian broke through the realm in a rage, and his cultivation was like rushing into the sky, rising monstrously, and within one day, the Nine Heavens were shattered!

He passed through the Nine Heavens, and in one day, he broke through the realm one after another, breaking through to the Nine Heavens and Nine Heavens!

Even the princely barrier couldn't stop him! At the peak of this realm, he killed several kings. Countless princes!"

The boy's voice was flat, as if such a miracle act was nothing more than that in his eyes.

"Sword King...... Lin Changtian?!" The man in gray was surprised.

"Hmm!"

The young man bowed his head and said again: "On that day, the powerhouses of the alien race withered one after another, the eighth mountain was full of blood, and the sky was torn apart. ”

What is a foreign race, the non-mountain race is different!

“...... However, he was too crazy. The alien emperor who guarded the passage arrived...... If it weren't for the mountain lord arriving at the end, the Long Heaven Sword King would have fallen, and even so, he would have suffered an unimaginable heavy blow!"

"Lin Changtian ......"

The gray-clothed man muttered, and a middle-aged man holding a wooden sword all day long appeared in his mind, without a trace of sharp qi on his body. It's hard to imagine how crazy he is!

Back then, that person suffered a catastrophe of life and death, and someone in the mountain mansion must participate, and then in a fit of anger, he cut off his own cultivation and returned to the mountain mansion!

And then he came to the first mountain, and he didn't know everything that followed.

The events of the year were too obscure, shrouded in a heavy fog, and he couldn't see it really. However, his strength is not enough, how can he get justice for that person?!

The man in gray had a lot of thoughts, and the young man's voice was endless.

When the lord of the mountain returned, he disbanded the mountain mansion. He will no longer pursue what happened back then!"

"The mountain mansion collapsed like this......"

The boy was silent. Lifting the Hanyu cup, the tea in the mouth no longer has a fragrance, it is very bitter.

In fact, it is not the tea that is bitter, but his heart. The mountain mansion collapsed......

He lived there for many years, and since he was a child, he practiced there and grew up there.

However, everything became a memory.

The man in gray was silent, his fingers tapped on the pink tabletop, and after a while, he asked, "What about him?"

His voice was hoarse, and his mood changed for the first time, showing the anxiety in his heart, as strong as the man in gray, he actually had a sense of apprehension, which shows how important he is to him!

"You already know it, so why ask?" replied the boy, and the cup of tea was gone!

"yes!"

The man in gray smiled bitterly, he knew it. He didn't believe in miracles in the world, but he believed in miracles in him.

Back then, on that dusty old altar, he waited, but he didn't show up......

The man in gray knew that if he was still alive, he would definitely come to see him!

But he didn't show up after all. For more than twenty years, he has not appeared.

But there was still a glimmer of fantasy in his heart, maybe the life card was fake, maybe it didn't fall, maybe it ......

Too much, too much maybe.

But maybe...... After all, it's possible!

The man in gray closed his eyes, two blood marks crossed his cheeks, and the faint murderous aura suddenly disappeared.

His way, because of that man, has a touch of obsession and a flaw.

Now, that wisp of vanity has been shattered and completely tamped!

At the same moment, in the sacred place of the Forgotten Tribe, where those old people lived, under that tree. An old man closed his eyes and fell asleep, and suddenly opened his eyes.

What kind of terrible eyes are they?

There is no white in the dark eyes, a pair of black pupils are in the world, incomparably deep, circulating the vicissitudes of time, in the depths of those eyes, as if there are stars turning.

However, the old man did not have the slightest breath emanating from him, just like a mortal!

He is the ancestor of the Forgotten Tribe.

His name is ...... Ren Tu!

The old man put his hands behind his back, stepped out, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

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"To be continued"