The clear light fell, and Xu Yourong used the Holy Light Technique to heal Chen Changsheng's injuries. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then, Chen Changsheng used a golden needle to open Xiao Zhang's pulse and fed him a pill that soothes blood and clears the mind.

Xiao Zhang didn't thank him, but was very dissatisfied, and said, "What about Cinnabar Dan? Why don't you give me one to taste?"

Under the deliberate propaganda of the priests of the palace led by Anwar and those fanatical believers, the whole continent now knows the origin and practice of cinnabar dan.

This extremely precious and miraculous elixir was refined by His Majesty the Pope with his own holy blood.

Xiao Zhang also knew, but he didn't care much about it, thinking about what would it mean to take your pill.

Chen Changsheng explained: "The bottle made a few days ago has been sent to the Songshan Military Mansion, if you want to eat it, you have to wait for more than ten days." ”

Now that the war has not started, and Xiao Zhang is of great significance to the Terran now, he doesn't care.

But Xu Yourong cared, maybe he felt sorry for Chen Changsheng, or it could be because the blood in Chen Changsheng's body was mixed with her blood, and it couldn't be separated at all.

In other words, Cinnabar Dan has half of him, and there should have been half of hers, so why should you have the final say?

She looked at Xiao Zhang and said, "Are you sure you want to eat?"

Thinking of the conversation between her and the Yanzhishan people before, Xiao Zhang suddenly felt a little cold and said, "You let me fart." ”

Looking at this picture, Wang Po was in a good mood and laughed out loud.

Xiao Zhang sneered and said, "Your fart is also quite loud." ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "Why did you come?"

This is also the question that Xu Yourong and Xiao Zhang want to know.

Although the demon marshal did not show up until the end, there was no problem with the black robe's game itself.

Xiao Zhang sent back the news through the bear clan that the demon clan began to chase and kill, which was more than ten days ago.

Chen Changsheng received the news in the past two days.

Saint realm powerhouses of the level of Mao Qiuyu and Xiangwang had to face the pressure of the demon army, and they didn't know about it at all.

Tonight, Xiao Zhang broke through the realm, Mao Qiuyu, Xiangwang and others should also sense it.

But the two sides were too far apart to be able to catch up even with the powerhouses of the Divine Realm, unless something else was resurrected.

The most fundamental reason is the word trust.

Xiao Zhang doesn't like this world, so naturally he won't trust this world.

In his eyes, characters like Mao Qiuyu and King Xiang are only afraid that they are more dangerous than the masters of the demon clan.

Just like Su Li did back then.

It's still Chen Changsheng.

It was happening so fast that he didn't have time to think about it more.

Even if he knew that the demons might set up a game, he could only break in.

Why did Wang Po appear?

He left the White Emperor City, and Xu Yourong left the Holy Maiden Peak and came to this grassland because they had a special way of communicating and had the fastest speed.

This can only show that Wang Po knew the news in advance.

Who told him?

"The night before yesterday, Huo Yunlin went to Tongyuan and brought a letter. ”

Wang Po said: "That letter is from Luoyang. ”

Luoyang has a Changchun view.

Chen Changsheng looked at Wang Po.

Wang Po nodded.

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, thinking to himself why Master could know about the Demon Clan's conspiracy in advance?

"There's something wrong with the black robe. Xu Yourong said.

Her last conversation with the Yanzhi Mountain people was to confirm this.

"Now it seems that there is also a problem on your master's side. To figure out these questions, you may need to make a trip to Luoyang. ”

The night breeze is quiet, the smoke and dust have cleared, and the sky is faintly white.

The morning light symbolizes that the day is approaching.

Wang Po said to Xiao Zhang, "Do you want to go with me?"

The white paper rattled, and it was Xiao Zhang panting, a little annoyed.

"I'm not worse than you now, do I need you to take care of it?"

For decades, he had really heard too many such unreasonable words, Wang Po smiled and didn't care.

Xiao Zhang is really still so arrogant and irritable, and his temper is very bad.

Chen Changsheng was very curious about how his temperament could think of asking him for help.

The reason given by Xiao Zhang is very simple, but it is very powerful, and even somewhat moving.

"I have been cultivating for decades, and I am not ashamed to say that I have practiced extremely diligently, with great intentions, and even at the expense of going mad, until I finally reached this situation, and I saw the possibility of crossing that threshold, what a pity to die at such a time? Even if I want to die, I have to go over and take a look at the scenery over there first. ”

"And if I can't cross that threshold, it doesn't matter if I die in battle on the snowfield, but now that the Terrans are about to win, and I see that I may advance to the Holy Realm, then I am useful, so how can I die casually? I have to live more carefully. ”

If he crosses that threshold, his once intense love and hatred, his suspicion of the world, his pride and indulgence, must be put aside for a while.

Because he needs to live, to live for the sake of the Terrans, in other words, he is no longer himself, at least not just himself anymore.

Wang Po was a little comforted, Chen Changsheng was a little emotional, and Xu Yourong was a little silent, thinking that the scenery behind the threshold really had such a big impact on cultivators?

The morning breeze was a little cold, but the atmosphere was a little warm, but Xiao Zhang didn't like it very much.

He likes to be feared and feared, he doesn't like to be appreciated and liked.

He was accustomed to a cold-toned life, and in order to avoid the conversation from entering into a warm heart, he changed the subject a little stiffly.

"Your sword skills are truly remarkable. ”

Xiao Zhang looked at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong and said.

Although it was a blunt change of subject, his expression was very serious, because he was telling the truth.

The sword combination technique in this sentence refers to the combination of the two swords of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, but it is not limited to this, but also includes the cooperation between the two of them when they fight with the Yanzhi Mountain people.

The kind of seamless, free-wheeling, as if the stars are reflecting the river, must require two people's minds to be completely connected.

As everyone knows, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are a Taoist couple, but everyone knows that connecting hearts is the most difficult thing in the world to do.

Even mothers and sons, comrades who share life and death, and couples who have been married for many years are difficult to do, why can they?

Even people like Xiao Zhang were praising it, Chen Changsheng was a little happy, but also a little worried.

The first is that this question is not easy to answer, and the second is that Yourong is in a bad mood tonight, and he is worried that the inappropriate answer will make her even more unhappy.

Xiao Zhang's gaze went back and forth between him and Xu Yourong, and said, "Is there any problem between the two of you?"

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"Is there a problem between the two of you?"

The starlight fell on the courtyard, turning the green bricks into silver, and the goose-yellow sleeves into bud yellow.

Looking at the folded sleeves outside the fence, Nanama was a little uneasy, and his hands clenched his sleeves tightly.

If it had been a few years ago, he would have stared at these silver bricks at this time, because he liked silver the most.

Otherwise, he would have stared at himself, and he liked to look at this dress the most, and he liked to look at himself the most.

Since when did everything start to change?

Looking at the back of the folded sleeves, Shichima's expression was a little lonely.

Folding sleeves does not mean to turn around, nor does it directly answer the question.

"Don't be foolish, go to bed early, and I'll be back in a moment. ”

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The courtyard is on the side of the mountain behind the green gorge, and in front of it is a grassland, which is like a beautiful felt under the starlight.

There was a path that led to the depths of the grassland, which should have been trodden out by someone's foot, and looked like a white thread falling on a felt.

Folding sleeves have stayed here for many years, although they have not yet married the seven rooms, but the entire mountain has already acquiesced.

It's just that no one can contact Su Li, so this matter can only be dragged on for the time being.

The folded sleeves are still silent, the face line is softer, and the sleeves and trousers are no longer as short as they were back then.

Every few days, he would go to Qianshan to listen to the sword sound of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, and his whim illness had improved a lot, although he had not yet recovered, he had not had an attack for several years.

His realm also improved very quickly, and in early spring, the peach blossom trees outside the courtyard fence bloomed overnight, and he finally reached the peak of the Gathering Stars Realm.

Coupled with the special abilities brought by the hybrid of the wolf clan and the human race, his current combat power is really strong and terrifying, Guan Feibai and Liang Banhu are no longer his opponents, and the cabbage is even less than three moves under him, and even against those Sword Hall elders, he can not fall behind.

To come to this grassland from Lishan, you need to pass through the sword path on the green gorge. During the day, some elders and some disciples would come to this grassland to practice swords. At night, the grassland was silent, except for him, the seven rooms, and the girl who lived on the big tree in the depths of the grassland.

Looking at the big tree in the distance, his eyes with folded sleeves narrowed slightly, and his eyes were a little sharp.

It is a strange thing that there is such a big tree in the endless grassland.

The big tree needs about more than ten people to hug it, the surface is very smooth, as if there is no bark, the branches are very few, and the number of leaves is completely inconsistent with the volume of the big tree, until the highest point will appear a little dense, looking a little bare, if you look at it from a distance, it really looks like a sword.

Walked under the big tree, folded his sleeves and looked up.

"You're here?"

"You're here!"

As if sensing his gaze, two voices rang out.

These two voices are in no particular order, as if they sounded at the same time, but they are very clearly separated from each other, and it will never make people hear the two sentences as if they were spoken by one person.

There was a voice that was crisp, full of spirit, full of surprise.

In addition, the voice is extremely soft and waxy, and it is slightly hoarse, and it sounds very lazy.

The night breeze was blowing, the blue light flowed, and the two women landed beside the folded sleeves.

The two daughters are very beautiful, but their dress and style are completely different.

A woman is wearing a plain long skirt, her whole body is wrapped very tightly, nothing is exposed, no fat powder, plain face to the sky, extremely beautiful, looking at the folded sleeves with big eyes, her expression is very innocent and cute, and her hands are carefully holding the sleeves of the folded sleeves.

The other woman was dressed in red, with black hair scattered and a slight wet feeling, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, blinking eyelashes, and her own style, and the whole person had been crooked into the arms of the folded sleeves, and the towering place with soft elastics seemed to inadvertently gently squeeze the upper arms of the folded sleeves.

One is moving, one is seductive, one is pure, and the other is seductive, and it is probably difficult for any man in the world to resist this temptation.

There was no reaction when he folded his sleeves, and he did not show hesitation or even disgust like a moral gentleman.

He was not a moral gentleman, and he knew these two women, and knew that they were beautiful, but they were not real people, but spirits.

They are the wings of Nanke, called Painting Cui and Ning Qiu.

At that time in Xueling, Nanke was seriously injured and had a brain attack, and his wings disappeared, and even if he appeared, he could not be transformed into a human.

It wasn't until a night not long ago that they reappeared, and it was from that night that the folded sleeves often came to the tree.

The light wings waved silently, and the painting Cui Ningqiu flew up with folded sleeves.

In the eyes of the folded sleeves, the smooth surface of the tree looks like a road surface that is constantly moving back.

After dozens of zhang, there are more branches, more leaves, greener, and luxuriant.

Someone built a treehouse in the trees, and there was a three-foot-wide platform in front of it, and standing there, you should be able to watch the magnificent grassland sunset.

Folded sleeves and walked into the treehouse.

Nanke squatted on the floor, his left hand holding his knees, his head resting on his knees, and his right hand holding a twig, drawing something on the ground.

Hearing the footsteps, she raised her head, looked at the folded sleeves and said, "You're here." ”

It's a declarative sentence, and there's no emotion, like her voice, or as straight as before, without any ups and downs.

The distance between her eyes is still a little wide, and her expression is still a little dull, but it is much better than back then.

The Zhengjian Qingyin, the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, is really powerful, in addition to the whim of folding his sleeves, it is also extremely good for her.

Folding sleeves didn't talk to her, and asked directly, "Have you thought about it?"

Because it's too direct, it seems a little wooden, and it can also be understood as tough.

Nanke said: "You have been asking me for twenty-nine nights in a row. ”

Folded sleeves and said, "You have one more day." ”

Nanke said: "I haven't thought about it yet. ”

Folded sleeves were silent for a while, and said, "If this answer is still tomorrow, I will kill you." ”

Nanke said: "If you are wary of me, you should tell the people of the Lishan Sword Sect to join forces with them to kill me, why do you come to ask me this question every night?"

Yes, she was awake, just twenty-nine days ago.

It was on that night that Nanke's wings reappeared in the grassland, bringing out a strange and beautiful green light.

Folded his sleeves saw the green light and knew about it, so he came to the tree and asked her a question.

Until tonight, Nanke still couldn't give the answer he wanted.

"Chen Changsheng entrusted you to me, I have the responsibility to take care of you, I don't want you to die. ”

Folded his sleeves and said: "And you are her relative, if you die in Lishan, she should be very sad." ”

Nanke put the branch in his hand on the floor and said, "But in the end, you will still kill me." ”

He folded his sleeves and said, "You can stay here." ”

That's the answer he wanted to hear from Nanke.

Nanke quietly looked at the grassland at night and said, "The human race is about to start a war, of course I want to go back." ”

Although the enmity between her and the current demon lord is as deep as the sea, she is the princess of the demon clan after all.

"Back in the Snow Old Town, you are the enemy. ”

Folded his sleeves and said, "So I won't let you go, even if I want to kill you." ”

Nanke said: "I want to think again. ”

Her voice was still straight, undulating, emotionless.

Folded his sleeves and looked at her quietly, and suddenly said, "Okay." ”

With that, he walked out of the treehouse.

The branch on the floor suddenly and silently turned blackened, then to ash.

Between the platforms outside, two green wings of light were flowing slowly, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.

Looking at the back of the folded sleeves, Nanke's face did not have any expression, just like looking at a dead person.