The feeling of heaven and hell, Luo Junyun has not experienced it for the first time, but he has never been so entangled as today. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sky is open and the fog is gone!

Luo Junyun looked at the unconscious ink flute and the filled Shennong pit, and felt all kinds of feelings in his heart.

It is estimated that the Shennong pit can no longer be called the Shennong pit, but should be called the Nine Demon Tomb.

Luo Junyun could only express his silent condolences to the nine demon beasts, because they had died too tragically, and before he even had a good look at their appearance, they were already separated from his own demons forever.

After more than 5,000 years of treacherous and crawling, he finally climbed to the status of nine demon beasts within a radius of eight thousand miles, but now he has turned into dust and buried in the ground......

Luo Junyun was really "grief-stricken", he grabbed the soil with his hands, trying to find out the corpses of the nine demon beasts, which puzzled Long Lao.

Long Lao asked in a daze: "Are you idle and have nothing to do, or have itchy hands, or are you too heavy on buns, or are you very familiar with them?"

"Didn't you say that the wind beast can live for five hundred, and the gods can travel thousands of miles in a day......" Luo Junyun was like a mourner, muttering while grieving, "The duck in hand has flown again......"

There is a saying that there is no need to endure it, and there is no need to endure it. Long Lao really couldn't help it, he was so angry that he coughed with a little choking in his high voice: "The duck in hand...... , duck, you chicken feathers!"

The biggest frustration in life is that when you know that the treasure is hidden in the ground, you can't dig it up, and you can't take it away!

Especially when Elder Long told Luo Junyun that the nine demon beasts were actually still alive, Luo Junyun was slightly stunned for two seconds, and then picked up the ink flute and fled like a gust of wind.

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Looking at the starry sky, the sky is full of stars dotted with the entire night sky, the mirror-like moon seems to climb up the sky, wrapped in silver, the small pool reflects the moon, the wind blows, dancing in the moonlight.

In a corner of Oolong Plain, firewood flickered.

For the art of observing words and feelings, Urhachi didn't dare to say that he was proficient, but at least he knew how to be reliable at his age, and he didn't know if he was reliable, anyway, at this moment, the old village chief really read a kind of deep sincerity from Luo Junyun's expression.

"Are there really nine demon beasts?"

Luo Junyun seemed to see the doubts in the old village chief's heart......

Seeing that the young man nodded to himself, the old village chief was suddenly a little overwhelmed, the cold wind against the fine sand, which became more and more piercing, and the old village chief tightened the clothes on his body.

"I know you have doubts...... Luo Junyun's eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was incomprehensible, "But you don't have to be afraid, they are all buried." ”

"Could it be...... , was you defeated by Shaoxia?"

Luo Junyun didn't answer, just turned his back gently, and the light of the firewood swayed on the young man's back.

The night is so quiet!

In the eyes of the simple villagers, the silent back seems so mysterious and unfathomable.

Under the gaze of the villagers, Luo Junyun slowly turned around, and at that moment, the hearts of the villagers were inexplicably moved!

Luo Junyun bit the burnt pheasant in his mouth, and his pronunciation was a little unclear because he chewed a little hard: "I think the taste is better to focus on." ”

The old village chief was speechless, and said angrily: "Hey, are you listening to what I said?"

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Mo Di was fine, and she had already woken up before the night was halfway through.

Sure that he was still alive, that this was the Oolong Plain and not the Oolong Village where the nine demon beasts confronted, and that the current environment was not dangerous, Mo Di breathed a sigh of relief, but a thick confusion came to his heart.

When Mo Di found himself sleeping on Luo Junyun's arm, Luo Junyun was doomed to start a tragedy. ...,

"Luo Junyun!" Mo Di shouted, "You give me death!"

was shocked by the ink flute, Luo Junyun shook his head that was sleeping in a trance. When he saw the ink flute "choppy", he took a deep breath and blinked, the fear in his eyes was a little lighter, but the blood congestion in his head was much stronger.

He was a little nervous, and his voice was noticeably trilling, "If I say...... You yourself used my arm as a pillow, do you believe it?"

"I believe it, I won't be surnamed Mo!"

The ink flute is gone!

Seeing that Luo Junyun was beaten by the ink flute so that people don't look like people, and ghosts don't look like ghosts, the villagers have gradually doubted the authenticity of the nine demon beasts!

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"What the hell is going on?" Mo Di is still worried about the affairs of Oolong Village!

Luo Junyun rubbed the dark skin, frowned and cried out in pain, but said unhurriedly: "A strange thing, I can't figure it out myself, how can I tell you!"

Mo Di was stunned for a moment, but he was a little speechless for a while, or because he really didn't know why Luo Junyun was able to retreat with his whole body, and then thought about the scene when Luo Junyun was not afraid of the coercion of the nine demon beasts, and in an instant, he felt that Luo Junyun was not like an impotent person, but a competent and well-hidden mad young master.

Gradually, Mo Di's feelings for Luo Junyun became even more strange.

Therefore, even if Luo Junyun gave such a prevaricating answer, Mo Di didn't want to pursue it anymore, and Mo Di also knew that if Luo Junyun didn't want to say it, could he still tell the truth if he heard it?

Luo Junyun hid it deeply, and for the first time, Mo Di felt that he couldn't guess this young man.

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As the sky began to brighten, the villagers were already homeless, and they all sighed.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt, and his eyebrows couldn't help but bend several degrees, because Wulong Village was the place where he had lived all his life.

But now that Oolong Village is gone, not only for him, but also for all the villagers, the blow is very big.

Where do we go from here!?

The old village chief was slightly settled in his heart, turned his head to look at Luo Junyun, and muttered, "Shaoxia is a good person to the end, can you take our villagers to settle down again, the old man is old, and he is already powerless, and no one in the village has contact with the outside world, he does not know how to be sophisticated, and he does not understand the order of life, so it is inevitable that he will ...... if he goes to the periphery."

As soon as he asked, the old village chief felt that he was in a bag, how could he ask such a question. Looking at Luo Junyun's innocent face, the face of the old village chief of Ulhachi was as red as a rotten apple, and he felt that he was very unplanted.

However, the old village chief is responsible for the fate of the hundreds of people in the village, and when he thinks of this, what is his own seed.

Luo Junyun shook his head and didn't answer immediately, because he was also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it was difficult to protect himself, how could he carry so many lives on his back, not to mention that he was still a scum now, if he took them into the wild domain, and if necessary, he would take care of them, wouldn't it delay his imperial armor cultivation, besides, it might not be good if they really went with him, because if they returned to the wild domain, they would inevitably be plotted by the villain behind their backs, and the villain's tricks fell on these simple villagers, how could they stop it!?

Luo Junyun's expression was very entangled, he was not unwilling, but felt unreliable.

Seeing Luo Junyun shaking his head, the old village chief of Harun couldn't help but slowly lift his heart, but he suddenly said softly: "Why don't you set up camp on this Oolong Plain?"

This is an interrogative sentence!

Obviously, Luo Junyun has not yet thought of how to resettle these villagers.

Hearing this, the eyes of the old village chief of Urhachi did not dodge or hide, and said with difficulty: "Without the care of the Heavenly Stone, how dare my generation set up camp in this wilderness, it is not because he is afraid of the invasion of demon beasts, and the old decay will not be difficult for strong people." ”

Luo Junyun's face was also very difficult, but he squeezed out a smile abruptly: "I didn't expect this, and that's right, maybe entering the realm of the family clan can deter the demon beasts and ensure the safety of the villagers." ”

The world was silent for a few seconds.

Luo Junyun poked his nose, but he laughed, and the heavy atmosphere was shattered all of a sudden.

"It was I who took away the Broken Sword, and it is also me who trapped the villagers in injustice, if you don't dislike it, go to the Dongxia Wild Domain to live in peace!"

(End of volume)

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