Chapter 616 Someone Loves, Someone Waits for Love, Half Life and Half Life

Wuzhou's emotional intelligence must be very low, he always likes sweets, which is a very "young" characteristic, in fact, it is a metaphor for Wuzhou's psychological age. Because of the focus on cultivation, emotional intelligence has declined year by year, and the decline in emotional intelligence has led to the psychological age always staying at a certain stage that belongs to young people. This is the price that Wuzhou paid for his ideals and pursuits.

Chapter 110 Some people love, some people wait for love, half life and half world

Qingqing is the child of Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo.

More than 270 years ago, Zuo Wuzhou fought in the Soul Heaven Sect back then, and the result was that the praying mantis caught the cicada and the yellow finch was behind, but he was surrounded by the Heavenly Sect Alliance.

From that day on, Zuo Wuzhou was imprisoned in the "Heavenly Divine Soul Space" by Jun Forget for two hundred and ten years.

However, Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo indulged in love many times, and after that, they created the birth of Qingqing.

Back then, Zuo Wuzhou went on an expedition to the Soul Heavenly Sect, and Ji Xiaomo, who had already had the heart of leaving, drifted away, and he didn't even know that Zuo Wuzhou would be imprisoned in a few days.

Ji Xiaomo went, but later found out that she was pregnant. was born as a child, and it was Qingqing.

Zuo Wuzhou smiled bitterly, his expression and emotions were at a loss: "You, why did you hand over your son to Jun and forget"

"Why can't you?" Ji Xiaomo asked rhetorically, with a hint of vinegar in his words: "She is your most trusted confidante, why can't she?"

Zuo Wuzhou was speechless.

Ji Xiaomo never knew from beginning to end that it was Jun Forget who imprisoned Zuo Wuzhou back then, let alone how complicated Jun Forget was in Zuo Wuzhou's heart.

"Don't move, wait for me to come and pick you up. Zuo Wuzhou didn't want to argue, so he simply confessed.

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Why did Xiaomo hand over Qingqing to Jun Forget to raise, what happened to him, Zuo Wuzhou didn't want to know.

Once he thought about it, Zuo Wuzhou found that if there was no imprisonment back then, if he was in trouble, it would be him, or he might hand over his son to Jun Forget for the time being.

Many years ago, Zuo Wuzhou said to Chen Zongzhi that the most important thing for a red-faced lover is to know and believe in each other.

However, whether it was in the past or now, the only thing that knows and believes in each other is that you can only forget one.

Precipitating his thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou resolutely told Guan Longhu and others to rest and prepare for the war, and asked others to temporarily set up a passage and rush to pick up Ji Xiaomo as much as possible.

Flying as if he was hurrying, he was holding back the agitated emotions again, and there was a strange and indescribable feeling, Fang Zi blocked his heart, and he didn't know what it tasted like: "I have a son?

First, when I think about it, I feel a little uneasy. Recalling Qingqing's somewhat similar face, a strange gas rushed to the bottom of his heart and throat, and he couldn't volatilize.

"My family is young, and that's what I have. Zuo Wuzhou suddenly smiled bitterly, looking at a loss in front of the fact that he had an heir.

At the beginning, I was overwhelmed by great joy and emotions, but I didn't feel it. At this time, the more I think about it, the more strange I feel, and the more uncomfortable I feel.

Although he is more than 370 years old, Zuo Wuzhou never feels that he is old, he has always remained the same, and this kind of unchanged has both gains and losses.

If you don't pay attention, you suddenly have a child who is more than 200 years old, which feels really weird. It is no wonder that Zuo Wuzhou, whose mental age has always remained the same, will be at a loss.

Re-set the disordered mind, Zuo Wuzhou looked at the environment on all sides: "Where are you?"

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The red maple forest, the wind blows lightly, and the red sea rolls up.

Ji Xiaomo stood silently in the canopy, her body was like a feather, she looked south, there was a very beautiful sea and beach, vast and free.

Childlight ...... Ji Xiaomo felt great guilt and heart-wrenching pain.

For so many years, she has basically traveled in this vast world most of the time, and even rarely seen Qingqing once in a hundred years.

Ji Xiaomo can't forget that the last time, more than a hundred years ago, he sneaked here to visit Qingqing. When parting, the helpless and nostalgic gaze was lightly raised.

Either be a good mother, or fly freely in this vast world. Ji Xiaomo was selfish.

A wisp of remorse welled up, and Ji Xiaomo quickly suppressed it. There are always gains and losses in life, she doesn't know what she missed out on this selfish act, but she did get some.

Ji Xiaomo thought that she was happy, and when she was tired, there would be a home waiting for her to go back, which many women don't have.

We haven't seen each other for more than 200 years, she hasn't changed, has he changed? People are always changing, there are always countless temptations, and there are always some step-by-step life and psychological processes.

Once he thought about it, Ji Xiaomo suddenly had some unspeakable apprehensions, impacting the tired heart that needed to return. It's not always an opportunity to be captured.

After all, she is just Zuo Wuzhou's red-faced lover, not a confidant. Jun Forget is the confidant who knows Zuo Wuzhou best. If you forget, most of you know what Zuo Wuzhou is like.

Suddenly, a powerful spirit invaded like a breeze, scanning the world.

Ji Xiaomo's whole body tensed violently, and he came

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The flames enveloped Zuo Wuzhou and appeared in front of Ji Xiaomo's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou stepped on the red canopy, and the dragon and tiger came step by step. Then, the pace slows down and softens, and it is no longer aggressive.

The four eyes met, Ji Xiaomo's whole body trembled, and an emotion swelled like a balloon, making his heart panic. A pair of inky black eyes stared at Zuo Wuzhou's black outfit.

A voice shouted in his heart, he hadn't changed, he liked black as always.

Zuo Wuzhou, who was expressionless, strode forward, hugged her with strong arms, and smiled gently.

An unprecedented sweetness hit Ji Xiaomo's heart and the tip of his tongue in a crazy way. She has always been strong, but she rarely snuggles up in his arms and enjoys the taste of being embraced.

A faint breeze to send to celebrate.

For a long time, all kinds of words seemed to be blocked in my throat and could not be spoken. Zuo Wuzhou stared at her, with a soft color and a smile in his eyes: "You...... Fat"

Ji Xiaomo was stunned, he never expected that this was the first sentence of the reunion after more than 200 years. Sometimes, it doesn't need to be romantic, simplicity is the best.

"It's a little heavier" Ji Xiaomo couldn't help but laugh when she was so annoyed that even if she was a calm woman, she probably cared about her weight, and she was coquettish: "After giving birth to a light engine, it was a little heavier, do you care a lot?"

"Huh. Zuo Wuzhou scratched his head, the previous sentence really didn't even come to him.

Looking carefully, Ji Xiaomo's face is a little more mature than back then, I don't know if it is because of the birth of a child or because of his age, he has faded that youthful atmosphere.

In fact, under a closer look, judging from his face alone, Ji Xiaomo seems to be older than Zuo Wuzhou. This is due to his age, Ji Xiaomo is now a martial saint, and his age is at the stage of thirty years old for a normal person.

Although Zuo Wuzhou's age is more than 300 years old, in fact, if measured by his lifespan of not less than 4,000 years, he is only a child at best.

Zuo Wuzhou's appearance has been in his twenties, but fortunately, the temperament he has experienced reflects that his face is more mature, yes, side by side with Ji Xiaomo, there is no obvious age difference.

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Stroll on the silvery sand and wash up the sand with a wave* of waves.

Although he has been in the sky and the earth for 300 years, Zuo Wuzhou still came to the beach for the first time in his life, looking at the magnificent and boundless sea, his heart suddenly opened, and he felt that nothing was a problem.

Facing the sea breeze, Zuo Wuzhou hugged Ji Xiaomo, as if he wanted to blend her into his body, step by step: "It's been more than two hundred years, I thought you would never look back." Unexpectedly, you and I will see each other again one day. ”

Ji Xiaomo wrinkled his nose: "You want to be beautiful, don't you see you again?" ”

Zuo Wuzhou smiled, exhaled, and said lightly: "I am already a primordial soul, at most a few hundred years, I will have to go for three days." ”

The hands with ten fingers interlocked suddenly tightened. Ji Xiaomo lost his mind and whispered, and he was a little lost: "The Yuan Soul is superior, so you didn't mean to laugh." Sure enough, it's better for you to forget. ”

Over the years, Ji Xiaomo has only been a martial saint. And Zuo Wuzhou is getting faster and faster, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger. Thinking back to being that little martial artist, Ji Xiaomo had the illusion of being a human being in two lifetimes in a trance.

After three days, will you be able to come back? No one knows. I don't know about the sea of love, and neither do the martial gods and the others, because the soul powerhouse doesn't care about the next three days at all.

Jun Wang's name came into his ears, Zuo Wuzhou was stunned, turned his face sideways, and revealed steel-like lines: "Whose idea was it to hand over the light engine to Jun Forget to raise?"

Ji Xiaomo was silent and said in a low voice: "It was my idea." ”

Walking on the beach, stepping on a wave, Zuo Wuzhou locked his eyebrows and groaned.

Ji Xiaomo sighed lightly, and his voice was profound: "You have a killing intention against her, right?"

"You know," Zuo Wuzhou's expression remained unchanged.

"She told me everything. Ji Xiaomo lowered his head and took off the ten fingers that were buckled: "She raised Qingqing as a person, and Qingqing was with her most of the time after she was born." ”

Zuo Wuzhou's color was stunned, and a trace of anger burst into flames: "You deliberately handed over your son to her"

Ji Xiaomo raised his head strongly and shouted loudly: "Yes, I did it on purpose." You can't kill her, and I don't want you to kill her. ”

"Think about it yourself, how much Jun Forget has done for you silently and secretly, how much trouble he has saved you, and how much he has even helped you. She imprisoned you to save your life, you can't kill her because of this, let alone say whether she is right or wrong, at least everything she does is for you."

"If you kill her, you'll hate you for the rest of your life"

Zuo Wuzhou strode forward as if he hadn't heard of it.

Ji Xiaomo looked at the unmoved steel back, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

My cultivation can only accompany you through the first half of the life. Jun forget, is the woman who can accompany you through the second half of your life, don't you understand what I mean?

Someone is loving, someone is waiting for love.

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With the "pseudo-space-time road marker", return again.

Ji Tong and the others were smiling, ready to congratulate Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo on their reunion after more than 200 years. But what he witnessed was Zuo Wuzhou's cold face, and Ji Xiaomo came back from the passage expressionlessly.

A group of people looked at each other, especially Wuxi, who was happily preparing to call his sister-in-law, became more and more at a loss. No one would have thought that what would have been a beautiful reunion would become like this.

"You can't cultivate, stay with them without night. Zuo Wuzhou explained to Ji Xiaomo in a cold voice

Looking at the people who were eager to try, Zuo Wuzhou was concise and to the point, and ordered: "Go"

Guan Longhu personally commanded the seventeenth battalion of Wusheng (some died on the way to No. 1, and the guards and directly subordinate battalions were assigned to Wuxi and Xiaocao, leaving only the seventeenth battalion left for Guan Longhu's commander), and embarked on the road of conquest.

Not counting Zuo Wuzhou and Lian Canghai, there are also Tai Sui and Beidou who are hurrying up to refine their equipment. Ji Tong, Assassin, Gu Falcon, Luoshuang, Sheng Xibei, and Liu Zongyuan each led twenty-two super saints on the road.

After thinking for a while, Zuo Wuzhou suddenly released Wuying, and patted Wuying: "Go"

The shadowless body method moved, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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"How many died?"

Gu Dingtian was as anxious as everyone else, waiting for the result.

A super saint was miserable: "Four super saint ......" Before Gu Dingtian could breathe a sigh of relief, this person added: "There are also three super holy beasts"

"In addition, there are about more than five hundred Martial Saints who died. ”

Zhu Wudao and a few people who are undefeated, although their expressions remain unchanged. But Zong Yuan and the others all changed color, and their faces turned pale instantly.

It has only been a long time before, and so many people have died, or so many people have fought one, and they all have such a heavy loss.

The Seven Souls are superior, they are too powerful. If you talk about the Seven Soul Ride, you may not dare to call it the first in the next three days, or only one of the strongest in the next three days. The seven souls are superior, and the absolute plan is the strongest in the next three days, and there is no one.

An extremely anxious ominous omen germinated in the hearts of everyone. Is it true that the Seven Souls are superior and can be killed by relying on a large number of people?

Zhu Wudao suddenly laughed: "What, I'm afraid? The matter has come to this point, either we die, or he dies, there is no third way." Think about his temperament, he will never let us go. ”

There are many super saints, all of whom are bleak in color.

Zhu Wudao said again: "We win, Zuo Wuzhou and his relatives and friends are all dead." He wins, and we and our sect are all dead. I thought you understood, but you didn't. ”

A super saint interjected, and there was some timidity: "I want to leave a seed for this sect and a inheritance"

Gu Dingtian and Zong Yuan, etc., all moved and praised in unison: "Yes, even if it is a fight to the end, leaving a inheritance is a good thing to take precautions."

Zhu Wudao got up and walked out, and a word echoed: "If he wins, the next three days will be his world, and the Dharma we have done to him, he can use it on us again." Inheritance cannot be kept. ”

Many supersaints are all like ashes.

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The Soul Heaven Sect, which has dominated millions of years, has only four people left, including the undefeated and the undefeated Daoists.

Zhu Wu walked out complacently and walked to the back mountain. Martial Fallen City and another Soul Heaven Sect Martial Saint were here.

"Come here. The color of the Daoless Ran disappeared without a trace, and one side of the face looked at the evil immortal on his shoulder: "Evil senior, it's up to you." ”

"It's not looking at me, it's looking at the flying immortals. "Evil is not dead and corrected.

Fei Xian didn't know when, he floated over, and looked at the two of them: "It's them?"

After contemplating for a while, the Flying Immortal's breath moved slightly, and his expression was solemn: "'Dou Zhuan Xing'." ”

Suddenly, the breath and faces of the two of them gradually reversed. Until the completion of "Dou Zhuan Xingxing", the breath and faces of the two were completely reversed.

Zhu Wudao silently looked at Wu Chengcheng, whose aura and appearance had changed greatly, and said slowly: "Allure, the inheritance of my Soul Heavenly Sect depends on you." Go ahead. ”

"Master" Wu Tingcheng knelt down in grief

Zhu Wudao's expression was indifferent: "Remember, in your lifetime, if you don't become superior, Zuo Wuzhou will never show up if you don't die for a day." If there is a chance to reopen the sect in the future, it can no longer be in the name of the Soul Heaven Sect. ”

"Go ahead. After saying that, Zhu Wudao turned around.

Wu Qingcheng gritted his teeth, knelt down and kowtowed, knocking his head so that his head was full of blood, and then he escaped with this breath and face, and then hid in the mountains and wilderness, and never disappeared.

The Evil Immortal Quack laughed: "What you said earlier is beautiful, but when it is your turn, you don't have much confidence." Aren't you afraid they'll find out?"

"Wu Chengcheng left in a different guise, and he was not afraid of explanation at all. Zhu Wudao sneered and pointed at another Soul Heaven Sect Martial Saint: "Who would believe that he can inherit my Soul Heaven Sect?"

Feixian sighed: "Don't say that you don't have any faith, that is, I don't have any faith. ”

It's just a small engagement, and he has already been beaten by Zuo Wuzhou, who is superior to the Seven Souls, and has suffered heavy losses, if it is a life-and-death battle, what will happen?

A strong sense of ominousness hovers in the bottom of my heart. This feeling has been born since the collapse of the Soul Heaven Sect back then, and Zuo Wuzhou has become stronger and stronger the more he fights.

It's just that the unrighteous people are used to believing in themselves almost blindly. The engagement a few hours ago finally put this ominous point to the maximum, and almost destroyed Zhu Wudao's self-confidence

Even, he could already smell the breath of death and the scythe on his neck

At this moment, an overwhelming whistle suddenly exploded from the sky.

Zhu Wudao's expression changed: "He's here again"

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Whistling together

Countless people were shaken and sweating profusely, and the fear of death as if it was coming always enveloped their minds.

The expressions of many super saints changed greatly: "He is here, Zuo Wuzhou is here again"

A famous super saint stepped on it, and it roared straight into the sky, which was almost hard-headed.

Almost every one of them, faintly regretted. If they had known that the Seven Souls were so terrifying, if there had been other options, these people would never have embarked on this path in the first place.

But at this time, there is no choice.

Zong Yuan disappeared, and Gu Dingtian and the others shouted loudly: "Quickly assemble, put on equipment, and prepare to fight." ”

The figures, converging from all directions, formed a powerful lineup of more than thirty super saints. Below, there were thousands of Martial Saints gathered mightily.

Thousands of people, gathered within a radius of tens or hundreds of miles, each with different hearts and emotions, bravely prepared for this life-and-death battle.

Zhu Wudao held Jun Forget and lost too much blood, and his face was pale, and "Ji Xiaomo" rushed over, flying in the extremely high sky, overlooking the common people, and glanced at this beautiful land with nostalgia, as if he wanted to re-imprint this taste of dominating the world in his heart

"Zuo Wuzhou, I can't imagine that you can't wait to die. Zhu Wudao suppressed his distracting thoughts and laughed out loud

A black figure quickly appeared a hundred miles away, and his voice was loud: "There is no way, there is no need to talk nonsense, let alone these attempts to confuse my mind, you know, this is useless." ”

Zhu Wudao sneered: "In this way, you are ready to fight us to the death." ”

"Hahaha" laughed wildly and shook the sky: "It's useless to entangle again, it's time to fight to the death and end everything." ”

This voice was as sonorous as thunder: "Today's battle, if we don't die or stop, we will end all the hatred between us in this battle."

Zhu Wudao was cold: "This is the best, but I am really tired of the situation between us, and it is time to make a clean and complete end." ”

Throwing away all distracting thoughts, Zhu Wudao wholeheartedly, no longer moving any thoughts, condensed and killed: "Today's battle will not rest until death." ”

All of them, no matter how good they are, they will eventually return to the path of winning with strength.

To win is to win, and to lose is to lose. The strong wins, the weak loses.

Many things are so straightforward.

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