The voice that suddenly ringed in my ears was really familiar.

Even if you puncture your eardrums, you will never get it wrong.

As for this method of reaching out and hitting the chest as a greeting, I dare not say that it is the only one, but it is also rare in the world.

The two phases are superimposed, which is equivalent to genuine plus anti-counterfeiting, and it is impossible to make a mistake if you want to.

So...... Senior sister, let's really come here unharmed.

Feeling the strange touch on his chest, Wang Luo couldn't help but think of his former comrade-in-arms, General Mo Lin Huang Long.

Laugh at the Yellow Dragon, understand the Yellow Dragon, and become the Yellow Dragon. The trilogy that life must go through came so quickly......

But that's about it.

Because objectively speaking, Wang Luo was almost pulled and brought up by Lu Zhiyao on Lingshan, when he was a child, he slept in the room together, bathed in the Lingchi together, and rubbed each other's backs. Not to mention hitting the chest, hitting other positions is not a big problem. Anyway, Lu Zhiyao is still alive, and when she wakes up one day, she will come back again.

However, Wang Luo can be indifferent, but it does not mean that the owner of this memory can also be indifferent, almost the moment the touch on his chest came, the holy woman reacted.

In an instant, the long winding river and the sparsely vegetated groves along the river disappeared from view.

In its place was a clear sky, with the brilliant sun shining behind itself, casting a golden glow on the clouds beneath his feet. And through the gaps in the clouds, you can vaguely see that there is a silky river on the endless distant ground.

And corresponding to this relaxing and pleasant high-altitude beauty, is the whistling wind around the body!

In the blink of an eye, the saintess actually directly teleported herself and Lu Zhiyao behind her to the Gangfeng layer!

The invisible wind of Heaven Gang stirred here, which was enough to blow a heavily armed Jindan real person to the point of flesh and bones, and even to ashes.

When standing on the ground, a practitioner can have a thousand kinds of unique skills and countless tricks. However, in the Gangfeng layer, all the fancy no longer exists, and the weak are not even qualified to survive and breathe.

It's a pity that Lu Zhiyao is obviously not weak, even in the Gangfeng layer where even this Yuan Infant Cultivator is difficult to sustain, her hands are still not honest, and her fingertips gradually climb to the peak......

"Lu Zhiyao, you're enough!"

With a shy rebuke, Wang Luo only felt that the scenery in front of him had changed again, it was still above the clouds in the high sky, but the height had climbed at least a thousand meters, and the wind had become even more violent, to the point that the real people who turned into gods might be crushed on the spot...... At least Wang Luo thought that he would not be able to gain a foothold here.

But whether it is the saint or Lu Zhiyao, they are all comfortable in this baptism of Gangfeng.

Of course, since the saint has clearly named her, and she has clearly put on a posture of daring to climb up again, I will ascend to heaven with you, Lu Zhiyao is not good at harassing again, she immediately withdrew her hand, flashed in front of the saint, and bowed to her, but it was a proper junior salute.

It's just that after the salute, the voice is still playful.

"Don't get me wrong, Holy Maiden, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, take care of your physical and mental health, from a professional point of view, this is a kind of palpation."

"Whoa!? You're clearly a veterinary doctor! ”

"Haha, the Holy Maiden also tells jokes, it seems that she has been in a good mood lately." Lu Zhiyao didn't mind being treated as a deer animal, but was a little happy with the closeness revealed in the saint's anger.

"It's just, since you're in a good mood, why do you want to keep those real animals jumping around and disturbing your good mood?" Lu Zhiyao said, the corners of her mouth turned downward, obviously referring to the rabble who searched for desolate women on both sides of the White River.

"Even if you lose most of your strength, if you want to kill them all, it's just a blink of an eye, right?"

Speaking of the rabble, the saint's tone was slightly gloomy: "What about after a blink of an eye? The relatives and friends of these people will gather again to seek revenge for them, and it will be even more uneasy at that time, so it is better to wait for them to find them for a few days and disperse on their own. ”

Lu Zhiyao said: "Wouldn't it be good to kill until you are peaceful?" Relatives and friends come to kill relatives and friends, friends come to kill friends, kill everyone until they are terrified, the name of the saint can stop children crying at night, and naturally no one will trouble you anymore. ”

“……”

"Those people keep saying that they want to crusade against the desolate girl, but a few hundred miles further north is the wasteland, and there are as many desolate demons and beasts as there are, and I don't see them team up to pioneer the wilderness. To put it bluntly, don't you still feel that the saint who is too clear is no longer afraid? For this kind of waste that does not distinguish between right and wrong, but still likes to take advantage of the danger of others to pinch soft bean bags, it is still killed. ”

The saint couldn't help sighing: "What you said really doesn't look like the head of the Immortal League should say." ”

Lu Zhiyao was very calm: "This is what I, the head of the Immortal League, should say, I only explained in front of the people of the world, especially several 'Founding Fathers of the Wasteland' on the jade throne of Rongcheng last month: Now the Immortal League is in ruins, and even the territory of civilization has not been unified, and the most taboo and senseless infighting." If you have the strength, you will go to the construction site to move bricks and engage in this kind of folk witch hunt. If you have to commit a crime against the wind, then live or die - but I personally wish him the death of his whole family! ”

The saint was dumbfounded: "You, that's what you said at the time?" ”

Lu Zhiyao stood up proudly: "It's like a fake!" ”

"You!? You're so headstrong! You also know that the Immortal League is in ruins, and people's hearts are even more chaotic, how can you take the lead in civil strife! What would others think when they heard that? ”

Lu Zhiyao shook her head: "Holy Maiden, you are the one who has been cultivating immortals alone in Taiqingmen for too long, and you are about to cultivate from Yi Yi to Bo Yi, and you don't understand the way of scheming at all." Now that the Immortal League is in ruins, people's hearts are in turmoil, and I, the one who takes the lead, can't do things in a moderate way, and there is mud everywhere. I must give a correct and extreme direction, and then there will naturally be a hundred and ten great Confucians below to help me debate the scriptures and give psychological massage to the people of the world. ”

The saint was stunned for a while, and then sighed: "Really...... I can't tell you every time! ”

"Well, after all, the Holy Maiden is just a big breast, not a big Confucian."

"......" the saint was dumbfounded again.

And this made Wang Luo scream and scratch a little when he heard it.

I can say it, let me go to the line with the surname Lu, and I am also a professional inheritor of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors.

It's a pity that all this is just the memories of the saint now, he is just a spectator, let alone participating in it, and he can't even send out the barrage.

Therefore, looking at the radiant smile in front of him and the bright face, Wang Luo could only gradually feel the bloodstained pain in his heart in infinite regret, as well as the bubbling and cooling taste of the blood in his boiling heart.

It's a pity, it's all just memories.

(End of chapter)