After sighing, Leng Yu stroked the quilt and lowered his head into silence.

When it comes to Ding Dong, one has to think of some habits unique to the Three Daughters, such as the placement and decoration of the cultivation cave. When Thirteen Lang prepared the quiet room for Leng Yu, he subconsciously designed it according to the pattern of Mujiazhai, and there were still some shadows of the barren mountains and the foundation of the cave.

At the beginning, Leng Yu's heart was like ashes, his body was weak and empty to the extreme, even mortals were inferior; his clothes and quilts had some effect, and he was physically comforted, and he was also comforted psychologically; Later, Leng Yu began to refine his body, although his cultivation was shallow, it was difficult to invade in cold and heat, so naturally he didn't need to be so careful. However, to this day, the interior still maintains the original cloth decoration, exuding a faint boudoir feeling, somewhat alternative.

Talent is fundamental, if sitting here is a jingle, just like a drop of water into the sea, everything will inevitably be beautiful;

Cultivators, what they seek is immortality, what they chase is leisure, and what they pay attention to is that they have nothing to worry about; not to mention these trivial things in life, they are priceless magic weapons and spiritual stone exercises, and if they don't have to, they won't care too much. From the perspective of the concept of cultivation, this is called the mind, and we need to start from the little by little, and never forget to be vigilant about ourselves.

It makes sense to think about it, the end of the path of cultivation -- if there is, it must be too empty to turn back, if the mind is involved, there are too many things that cannot be let go, it will inevitably become a pass on the path, which is a great taboo in cultivation.

Ding Dong is not like this, although she cultivates, she still stubbornly maintains the temperament that only mortal women have, and is particularly persistent in these things that reflect her daughter's heart. Thirteen Lang Leng Yu was extremely familiar with this, and naturally knew it well, and the wonderful thing was that both of them were decisive and neat people, but they had never said anything to Ding Dong, let alone admonished and warned.

Leng Yu was lonely and silent, but Thirteen Lang couldn't help but speak. For more than a year, he had to take some time to talk to Leng Yu every day, and the content ranged from the ancient path to the present, from himself to the other, vast and empty. The language is even more refreshed, and there are few repetitions. It can be described as exhausting. Leng Yu knows his intentions, and she can't talk about not appreciating it, but she is born with such an indifferent temperament, not to mention that it is difficult to get rid of the things of the year, even if she has the heart to cooperate, it also seems blunt and obscure, so boring.

It's just that Thirteen Lang enjoys it, or he doesn't know enough about Leng Yu. I was afraid that he would have some unpleasant thoughts, so he simply put on a dead pig face, no matter how indifferent and cold Leng Yu was, he kept chattering to himself, regardless of whether the topic was meaningful or not, purely as a relief for boredom.

It's dark under the lights. It can also be used here, Thirteen Lang is smart and has a hurdle that he can't overcome, he can't think of it or refuses to think about it, Leng Yu has been bored for one or two hundred years, where would he care about this.

"Mei Shuai is of great use, with him, at least the trolls don't have much to worry about, according to my feelings, the trolls have surpassed the barbarian natives and become the most powerful people. As for Zeng Xuan himself"

I've been talking about myself for more than a year. Even the bits and pieces of my childhood have been said. Shisanlang's inspiration is exhausted, and he really can't find any new topics. Then he took out Mei Shuai to fill up the number, and said: "Everything has a process, and the process becomes a habit after a long time; although Zeng Xuan is powerful, I have a bait that he has to swallow, and he is reluctant to lose the advantage, and he will slowly become addicted." ”

"Habits are things that are hard to change, and the stronger the heart, the stronger the habits. Without flying ants, where would he get the all-round radar for hundreds of miles, and it would be in both directions; without this incident, where would he collect so many souls; without me as the strategic leader, how could he fight so smoothly; and there would be no big gray?"

"That's enough, there must be a limit to boasting, besides, how can you conclude that Zeng Xuan can contain the trolls What is radar?" After such a long time, although Leng Yu was used to it, he still couldn't understand where Thirteen Lang got so many rare words, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Radar is a small thing to detect, not a big deal. ”

In front of Leng Yu, Thirteen Lang always behaved very happily, and even looked naïve, for example, right now, if he wasn't stopped, he would probably boast that he was invincible in the world.

Thirteen Lang retracted and asked, "How is your body?"

This kind of trick is inferior enough, Leng Yu didn't mean to let it go because of this, and said: "Habit is relative, Zeng Xuan certainly depends on you, how can it not be the other way around, I am worried that once you have a fierce battle with the floating demon, you need to do your best, and he is waiting for the opportunity to move, how can he carry it side by side." ”

Before the words behind the word "worried" were finished, Thirteen Lang felt a little regretful and said: "I'm not a beautiful and ugly handsome Wang Bashuai, and I can't think about how to command the army to fight, except for containing the troll clan, there is not much to rely on him." ”

"Mei Shuai's strength is prudence, and he always likes to pursue comprehensiveness in everything, which is what he said, and he has no last resort. The same is true of its flaws, which are overly cautious. As evidenced by the fact that he had come aboard the ship, I guess he had suffered losses before, and most of them had left some shadows, and he did not dare to take risks again. In the battle with the floating demon, as long as there are no major twists and turns in the process, this person is still trustworthy. ”

"It's not easy to fight the Floating Demon, the difficulty is not in the battle itself, but in the difficulty of creating fighters; ”

The speaker had no intention, listening to Leng Yu's ears, these words inevitably had other meanings, as if they were reminded of some memories, the plastic spirit girl's face was slightly red, and her indifferent face added a bit of charm. I wanted to ask him if he wouldn't do it if he didn't have the opportunity, but Leng Yu suddenly thought that this seemed to be persecutive, and temporarily changed his words.

"Fighters are indeed your specialty. ”

"It would be nice to have a smile. Thinking like this in his heart, Shisanro said, "I'm afraid you'll be in a hurry." ”

The words did not bring the expected effect, Leng Yu was neither disgusted nor emotional, and said lightly: "I didn't force you to die, besides, you did a good job, better than me." ”

These words should be praise, but unfortunately when they came out of her mouth, there was no warm and considerate taste at all, but some ridicule.

Xu didn't want to dwell on this kind of thing, or he couldn't rest assured, Leng Yu thought about it and said: "There are always accidents in everything, the ability to float demons is unpredictable, and Miss is in its hands, what kind of opportunity is a fighter?"

Thirteen Lang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "There is really no way to answer this now." ”

Leng Yu didn't know that he was telling the truth, so he didn't ask, and said, "You arrange it, I want to rest." ”

Thirteen Lang clenched those cold hands tighter, and said again, "How is cultivation?"

"It's dead. Without the slightest hesitation, it seemed to be talking about the life of a grass and a worm.

“”

"Ten years of martial arts, that's not a miracle, it should be called a miracle. "Leng Yu didn't know what it meant to turn around all his life, and he went straight to tell the truth, blunt, indifferent, as always.

"Don't worry, if you are well, you will have a chance, and the holy mountain is close at hand. Thirteen Lang comforted, his tone shriveled and weak, his lips clash like two pieces of rotten wood.

"I'm in a hurry?"

Thirteen Lang was speechless, and his expression couldn't help but reveal a little gloomy.

Leng Yu looked at him, and suddenly said: "I answered wrong just now, whether you die or not has nothing to do with cultivation, and cultivation is still very haode." ”

"Uh, what do you mean it's good?"

"Good is good, what more could it be like. ”

What is the cultivation process, Thirteen Lang can see it at a glance, how can he need to ask her for verification, the result is already doomed, the reason why he reminds her from time to time is because he doesn't want her to give up, and this is also something that both of them understand, and there is no need to say it at all.

Leng Yu pulled the topic back again, and said in a stiff tone: "When I land on the shore, I will hand over Luo Sangmu to the martyr, and besides, don't mention other battles, I will be present when I fight the floating demon." ”

The future is treacherous, this trip is mostly hidden, Thirteen Lang has naturally talked to him about the plan a long time ago; Normally, Leng Yu's current situation is not at all involved, and the most suitable and helpful arrangement is to stay on the boat with a few women; however, Thirteen Lang has never mentioned this, and he didn't even ask.

Of course, it's a vain to ask.

Walking together does not mean that you can help, and after going ashore, Leng Yu is not suitable to show up again. Losing her cultivation means that she can no longer disguise herself as before, her strength is not there, it means that she is, and can only be a burden, and the most appropriate way is to hide in the beast ring, entrust everything to Thirteen Lang, and wait quietly for the result.

The Shaping Spirit Girl is not a hypocritical person, and this request is naturally not made to be angry, Thirteen Lang couldn't think of a reason, and asked: "What are you doing here?"

Leng Yu replied calmly: "Superintendent Zeng Xuan, I don't feel at ease with him. ”

Thirteen Lang smiled slightly and said with a wry smile: "If this beautiful handsome person has movements, I'm afraid you can't supervise it." ”

The truth is often not listened to, Leng Yu did not get angry because of this, and said with a proud smile: "I can." ”

Shisanlang really held on, not because of that smile, but because of the strong confidence contained in that smile.

“weishenme？”

"Because I'm a Soul Shaper, a Spirit Shaper who has opened up his talent. ”

A hint of pride flashed on Leng Yu's face, and then turned gloomy, and contained a bit of loss and shame, and his expression changed three times for a while, complicated to the extreme.

Thirteen Lang opened his mouth in amazement, wanting to say that I was too.

"You're not the same as me, and you're short on time. ”

Leng Yu sighed and said, "Let's talk about it when we have a chance, if you and I can survive this battle." ”

"Definitely. Thirteen Lang nodded vigorously, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard the big gray donkey neighing all the way from far to near, and the outdoor formation fluctuated repeatedly, with a little excitement.

"Young Master, Senior Brother, Brother and Sister, Mother Float Demon has appeared!"

The chaos was all roaring, and the two people in the room couldn't help frowning when they heard it; Leng Yu was dissatisfied with the sound of the housemother, and thought that it was unseemly, and Thirteen Lang was also dissatisfied, thinking that it was good to have a younger sibling, and the housemother was purely superfluous.

"What did Mei Shuai say?" said Thirteen Lang.

"He called wait!" The purpose of the big gray was to make a small report, and he spat and scolded bitterly: "Little Wang Ba Lizi doesn't know what to do."

"Listen to him, wait. Thirteen Lang commanded lightly

(To be continued.) )