"Wrong, what's wrong with you?"

Shang Shixuan grabbed Sang Luo's stamina and didn't let go, just like a rabbit, he directly lifted it up, gritting his teeth for a while,

"With the world-famous Yuheng Daozun, what are you still looking for, a useless senior brother?"

Sang Luo listened to the apricot eyes and began to sing Dou E's injustice,

"Senior brother, who said you were useless? Don't make up your mind! I didn't say that! ”

Shang Shixu snorted coldly and put Sang Luo down.

Sang Luo laughed flatteringly,

"Senior brother, you are the strongest combat power of our Xuanyuan Sect, there is no doubt about this, if you hadn't suddenly abolished yourself and rebuilt yourself more than ten years ago, it is estimated that you would have soared to the upper realm by now."

Shang Shixuan listened and paused,

"I can't fly."

He still has self-knowledge of himself.

The reason why he has not been able to reach the realm of cultivation is because there is something wrong with the Dao heart.

He couldn't find his way.

Since that year, in the magical realm, he recognized his own heart, and after the ruthless Dao collapsed, he could not find his own Dao.

Later, he cultivated Taishang and forgot his feelings, but it was only because the master cultivated this way.

He couldn't forget.

I can't really forget my feelings.

In fact, it should have stopped at Yuanying.

Over the years, I have been stuck here because of my heart.

It's a mess, and he keeps chopping it himself, and he can't figure it out.

So rest on your laurels and exile yourself.

Even if it is a breakthrough in the realm of transforming into a god, it is because of the battle between humans and demons, and it is forcibly broken through with spiritual power.

His Dao heart had already collapsed.

The combat power can be improved, but the cultivation is in the realm and it is stuck.

Sang Luo was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Shang Shixuan and was silent for a long time,

"Senior brother, you still can't let go of Uncle Chuxue."

Shang time series lowered his eyes,

"I can't put it down."

From the moment she brought him back from the brink of hell, he couldn't let her go.

On that day, his family was ruined and his clan was destroyed, if it wasn't for the master to save him, he would have not known where he died.

It was she who preached his Taoism, taught him to cultivate, and gave him everything, how could he let go?

As far as Shang Shixuan is concerned, Murong Chuxue is everything to him.

Even if in her eyes, he is just a stand-in, then she is also his everything.

In fact, the moment Yuheng appeared that day, he collapsed for a moment.

It seems that what has been held on to all these years has become empty.

All the expectations and hopes have become a joke.

But so what?

Without Murong Chuxue, there would be no business sequence.

This will never change.

Sang Luo propped his chin and listened to Shang Shixuan say all this, and sighed several times,

"Senior brother, if you can't be a Taoist couple, you can still be a master and apprentice, or I'll use spiritual techniques to pull out the love silk for you."

The senior brother looks smart, but in fact, he is a person who admits death.

If it is really a competition, he may not be as treacherous as his master.

Shang Shixuan glanced at Sang Luo and decisively refused.

Sang Luo felt very distressed, on one side is the ancestor, on the other side is the senior brother, one is the teacher, and the other is the eldest brother like a father, this is difficult.

The key is that what is sandwiched between this is the most respected and respectful beauty uncle in her life.

"Otherwise, let's kidnap our ancestors."

Sang Luo tilted his head, clenched his fists and said, "His morality is too heavy, between master and apprentice, he is too polite, even if he likes it, he will definitely be entangled for a long time, we will use this morality to kidnap him, make him hesitate, and then you take the opportunity to dig the foot of the wall!" ”

(Small Theatre:

Shang Shixuan grabbed Sang Luo's neck and held a knife,

"Will you choose me or him?!"

Yuheng Daozun smiled and waited for Sang Luo's answer.

Sanglu: "Ah, I'll die!" ”

The next moment, Sang Luo hit the wall and pretended to be dizzy. ）

The fourth more ~

Small Theatre:

Shang Shixuan grabbed Sang Luo's neck,

"Will you choose me or him?!"

Yuheng Daozun smiled and waited for Sang Luo's answer.

Sanglu: "Ah, I'll die!" ”

The next moment, Sang Luo hit the wall and pretended to be dizzy.

(End of chapter)