"Atmospheric luck is the best way to cultivate!"

At this moment, Feng Zheng also sighed.

Then, depressedly, he took a sip of wine.

In Feng Zheng's opinion, if he can seal the son in the world, he may be able to live another Jiazi.

"Atmospheric luck?"

He smiled absurdly, and his tone was a little disapproving: "If this is the case, the kings of all countries are the gathering of the luck of the Central Plains, but the kings of the Central Plains, no one has set foot on the monks!" ”

"Haha......"

At this moment, the little Taoist priest smiled at Feng Zheng and stopped talking.

This is not a suitable topic to be discussed here.

There are many people, and some words are said, once some people know about it, even his master and family can't save him.

Both of them bowed their heads and drank wine, and the three of them ate the wine and food silently.

........

Following

The group returned to Liyang, different from the grinding and grinding when they went, when they came, everyone was moving forward at full speed, and they almost returned to the National Teacher's Mansion soon.

"National teacher, the body is in the guest room." Jiang Huanyue glanced at the wilderness, spoke, and said.

"There is labor!"

Hearing this, he nodded to Jiang Huanyue and thanked him, then found tools and personally dug a pit next to the medicine field where the elixir was planted, and buried Zi Yuhua's body in it.

The ground is then treated to level.

"That's all I can do, I hope you don't hate me!"

Abara stood in front of the medicine field and was silent for a long time.

Jiang Huanyue looked at Huang's actions, and couldn't help but gasp, especially when she heard Huang's words, she felt the horror of Huang's person.

It's madness.

He used Zi Yuhua's corpse as nourishment for the medicine field.

On the contrary, they look good to each other.

That's what a madman is.

"National teacher, there are gods in the head three feet up, there are some things, it is still not appropriate to go too far!" Jiang Huanyue couldn't stand it anymore, and said towards the wilderness: "Aren't you afraid of cause and effect?" ”

At this moment, Huang suddenly turned his head, looked at Jiang Huanyue, and said, "Miss Jiang, I was buried with my own hands, and I didn't humiliate her body, did I do it?" ”

"She came down the mountain with a sword to kill me, and now she has been killed by me, and the cause and effect between us have long been gone!"

"Murderers are always killed!"

"Heaven is clear, in this world, there is still cause and effect!"

Hearing this, Jiang Huanyue was angry.

She didn't expect that Araku would be so brazen and shameless to the extreme.

Just slept with the girl in the world, the next day she pulled out a knife to kill, without even blinking her eyes, and then, transported the body back to Liyang, she thought that the barren would be buried thickly, and ended up buried next to the medicine field.

Seeing Jiang Huanyue's annoyance, she said in a deep voice: "She is indeed a woman, and it is easy for you to sympathize, but for me, she is my enemy." ”

"She took the sword and went down to Kunwu, she came to kill me!"

"All your sympathy now comes from her dying under my sword, but if I die under her sword, my corpse is only inferior to her!"

After speaking, Huang left, leaving Jiang Huanyue alone in front of the medicine field, thinking about Huang's words.

At this moment, she couldn't refute it.

Although the absurd words are cold and ruthless, they make a lot of sense.

Zi Yuhua is not a friend, but an enemy. Since you are an enemy, you should not have compassion.

At this moment, Jiang Huanyue's pretty face was a little ugly, and she knew that maybe this was the reason why she couldn't fit in all the time.

"National teacher, is she okay?" The little Taoist priest frowned and asked more.

Hearing this, he smiled absurdly, meaningfully, and said: "Jiang Huanyue is a smart person, but she just lacked experience before, and she is also a woman, so she is even more touching......."

At this moment, the little Taoist priest was a little moved, and couldn't help but look towards the wilderness and said, "How to dispose of Mozi's corpse?" ”

After taking a sip of hot tea, he glared at the little Taoist: "Don't talk nonsense, nourishing the medicinal field with corpses is a matter of evil cultivation." ”

"Mozi's corpse, give it to the corpse!"

"Using corpses to raise elixir, at the moment our ability is not enough, once the news is leaked, we will definitely become the public enemy of all the monks in the world!"

"It's not just you who are in big trouble, even your division will be implicated!"

"This matter can't be made public, and it can't be messed around!"

.......

Compared with Jiang Huanyue, the moral sense of the desolate and the wind and the little Taoist priest is undoubtedly much weaker.

Feng Zheng came from the ancient clan, and he had long been accustomed to the indifference of life and death, and he had seen death, and the same was true of the little Taoist priests, morality was what they used to restrain others.

As for the famine, he fought in the last days, and the endless killing and death had already smoothed out his moral bottom line.

Therefore, the three of them accepted this matter almost instantly.

They even want to ....... on a large scale

"Little Taoist, what the national teacher said is very right!"

At this moment, Feng Zheng also spoke, all: "In this world, there are some things that can be done, but they can't be said, once they are spoken, the nature of things changes." ”

"Once the matter is clarified, there is no way back for each other!"

After all, Feng Zheng has experienced enough, and his knowledge is far above that of the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest couldn't quite understand the worries of the wilderness, but Feng Zheng could understand them.

At this moment, Feng Zheng looked at the desolate and little Taoist priests, and his heart was full of emotion.

Obviously, the age of the little Taoist priest is older than the wilderness, but in terms of being a person and being thoughtful, ten little Taoist priests are not as good as one wilderness.

The gap is too great.

.......

"The head of the family, Yinxu was born!"

The corpse hurriedly came, towards the wilderness, and said: "Our people have sent news, above the song, there is a black gas rushing to the sky, and most of the emperor mountain has collapsed!" ”

"A lot of people who participated in the investigation died!"

When the corpse finished speaking, the faces of the little Taoist priest and Feng Zheng changed greatly, and they didn't expect that it would be a long time before Chao Ge had an accident.

"The catastrophe is full of Wei Di, even if it is not born, I am afraid that it will also open a corner!" The little Taoist priest's face was ugly, and he deduced the heavenly opportunity, and the situation of Wei Di changed greatly.

"Senior sister!"

With a whisper, the little Taoist priest turned to the wilderness and said, "National teacher, the poor Taoist is going to go to the court to sing and say goodbye!" ”

"Wait for the old man!"

At this moment, Feng Zheng couldn't sit still, so he hurriedly got up and said to the wilderness, "National teacher, I'll leave first!" ”

"Take care!"

Watching the two leave, the corpse spoke, "National teacher, should we participate?" ”

"No!"

took a sip of tea and headed towards the corpse: "Corpse, if you think about Jiang Huanyue's words before, the current Chaoge is in danger, if you and I go forward, I will die inside!" ”

"I remember, if you want to enter some ancient places, you need blood sacrifices!"

Hearing this, the corpse fell silent.

He is extremely eager for Yinxu.

Compared to Huang and Yang Zhu and others, he needs to go further, although he is not as close to a life-and-death crisis as Feng Zheng, he is not far away.

The corpse does not dare to compare with Feng Zheng, Feng Zheng relies on the Feng surname Tianyoubu, and there may not be no medicine to prolong life, but he knows that there is no one in the National Teacher's Mansion.

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