Chapter Eighty-Five: Intended!
In front of Leijia Village, the corners of Lei Keer's eyes were slightly red, looking at the handsome young man in front of him. His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, and his handsome face is unforgettable.
However, this young man, today, is leaving Leijia Village.
The sky is dark, like the watery eyes of the beautiful woman in front of you. Lei Keer looked at Qingyang, and in a trance, he remembered the scene that night. That night, she appeared in front of him without reservation, but the latter was unmoved, gently lifted the clear robe, and gently draped it over her body, and that night, he didn't say a word.
After that, he took the place of the Lei family to participate in the fight of unknown life and death, and finally after killing Xiao Xing heroically, he still didn't mention the so-called agreement. Lei Keer's eyes were moist, and he sighed softly, perhaps, he couldn't look down on the so-called agreement.
"Ke'er, Uncle Mad and Uncle Ming, it's time for me to leave! Before I go to that ancient secret realm, I have one more thing to do!" Qingyang couldn't bear the reluctance and pity in his heart, and resolutely bowed to Lei Mad and the others.
"Brother Qingyang, can't you just not leave!" Lei Ke'er couldn't help it after all, two lines of tears, and shouted desperately.
Lei Mad and the others were also full of reluctance, but more guilt, after all, Qingyang laid a life and death ring for him, and he didn't make any demands because of this, and even the crystal blue sent by Lei Mad politely refused.
Qingyang didn't reply, just shook his head gently, and then slowly approached Lei Ke'er, slightly approaching the latter's pretty face, gradually narrowing the distance, the closer and closer snort heat, made the latter panic for a while, at a loss. She only felt a heartbeat feeling condense in her chest, and even her heart seemed to jump out.
Qingyang looked at Lei Ke'er, whose pretty face was like a red apple, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he opened his mouth gently, his voice was like a mosquito: "Ke'er, in fact, you are very white and beautiful." ”
Bang!
Qingyang's words quietly exploded in Lei Ke'er's heart like thunder on a dry day, making the latter stunned and stunned for a moment.
However, without waiting for Lei Keer to come back to his senses, Qingyang's figure was gradually moving away, accompanied by the dripping dark clouds and rain, ticking and lingering, but I don't know whose heart it was.
"Hooligans!" Lei Ke'er burst into tears, the corners of his mouth pursed, and he snorted, but his eyes were full of sadness, but in addition to sadness, there was a little bit of joy.
Seeing this, Lei Mad also shook his head slightly, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he sighed with his sleeves: "This son must not be a fish in the pool, and one day, he will inevitably soar into the sky, and the dragon will turn into a phoenix!
After bidding farewell to the Lei family, Qingyang once again came to this terrifying place - the Death Prison Forest.
This is not a whim, nor is it a reckless act, but a well-thought-out direction. After Qingyang fought for life and death, he took the invitation of auctioneer Hongling to go to the ancient secret realm instead of Xiao Xing, which is a rare opportunity for Qingyang, as long as he can enter the ancient secret realm, it means that Qingyang has the opportunity to unlock the damn seal and become a real martial arts powerhouse with Wang Lu double cultivation!
And before that, Qingyang still had one thing to finish.
That's to participate in the sect competition!
Although Qingyang killed Ouyang Feng before, presumably the reason must be unknown to the people in the Ziyun Gate, so he has set his back on this black cauldron of killing the master, so he can't go back blatantly, nor can he be discovered by the high-level of the Ziyun Gate that he will go to participate in the sect competition. However, in this death prison forest, Qingyang was able to set the stage for himself to compete in the sect.
When Qingyang was in Ziyunmen before, he also understood that this sect competition is not as simple as a simple martial arts competition, but also a test of all aspects of ability, and the most important of them is the heart of the strong.
However, to hone the heart of this strong man, the most haode method is to fight the dragon in the wilderness! It is a dragon or a worm, and after tempering it in a dangerous environment, you can get a glimpse of it. Therefore, in the name of the Death Prison Forest, it was naturally impossible for the person in charge of the Sect Competition to ignore this training treasure land. And when all the sect disciples who participated in the sect competition came here, it was the beginning of Qingyang setting the stage for it!
Of course, it is impossible for the person in charge of the sect competition to let the participating disciples go to the inside of the Death Prison Forest, and it is unlikely that even the middle part will let them enter, so the only choice is the outside of the Death Prison Forest!
Outside the Death Prison Forest, there were many first- to second-order evil beasts, which could be regarded as a good training for the participating disciples. If you are unlucky enough to encounter a third-order evil beast that occasionally comes out to bubble, then you will definitely be able to eliminate some of the disciples outside this Death Hell Forest. Therefore, in Qingyang's opinion, the person in charge of the competition will definitely let the contestants' brigade pass through the outside of this death prison forest!
Thinking of the senior brothers and sisters who once fought together, Qingyang's heart swelled with a warm current, the domineering wind Liancheng, the beauty and strength of Ziyun Shuangsu, as well as the ice beauty Liu Qianxun, Zhuge Qingqing and others, these are Qingyang's fetters, even if they can never return to Ziyunmen, Qingyang also wants to say goodbye to them, so as not to regret it in the future.
And when these fetters are severed, Qingyang wants to set off and return to Dusk Town, find his parents, and ask about his life experience! All this is Qingyang's plan, now he is no longer the weak and ignorant boy he was back then, he is no longer the slave who was bullied by the Yun family back then, and he is no longer the simple child who worked at sunrise and rested at sunset! At this moment, he is a young man who has killed the strong people of the Chong Belt Realm! He is a powerful cultivator! He is a man with lofty ideals who can control his own destiny and does not want to be mediocre!
In his heart, everything has its own scales, and personnel entanglements are clear in his evil eyes. On the road to becoming a truly strong person, his mind will become more and more perfect, more and more mature, and all right and wrong, wrong and right, in his heart, have a true and true view!
With the Red Flame Divine Body, he has infinite possibilities, just as the saying goes: You never know how powerful you will be in the future!
Knock!
The two palms worked together, and the air was squeezed by the palm wind and burst into a tooth-aching explosion, and it was the two second-order peak evil beasts that fell to the ground!
"Young Master, your Nine Shadows Great Mudra is becoming more and more proficient!" Sword Elder flashed lightly from the void and looked at Qingyang with satisfaction.
Qingyang also nodded happily, since leaving Leijia Village that day, Qingyang came here to practice the Nine Shadows Great Mudra, and now it has been four days, and the results of cultivation are also slowly reflected little by little, Qingyang's martial arts talent, even Dudu can't help but be speechless, according to her words, this guy just doesn't play cards according to common sense.
According to this progress, it will take less than a month for Qingyang to begin to condense the Nine Shadows Mudra of Reality! If the Great Mudra of Void Phase is the Scythe of Seeking Death, then the Great Mudra of Reality is the strangulation machine!
"It's been almost two or three months since I left the Purple Cloud Gate, so I think it's almost here!" Qingyang lowered his head and muttered to himself.
In the bushes in the distance, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps.
Qingyang's eyes seemed to penetrate the jungle of thousands of obstacles, and he chuckled: "It's finally here!"
(I'm sorry, it's been so long, it's too busy at school.) Thank you for your understanding. )