The fragrance of flowers led to the thick clouds, the smoke and rain converged, a few beams of bright light passed through the clouds, and the rainbow in the sky was reflected in the stream, which was dispersed by a pair of red-dyed plain hands.

Two or three swims of fish were scattered, the sword light fell into the sky, the birds flew in shock, and the young man danced lightly in white clothes, with the intention of killing.

Gu Chen turned around, looked at the monk meditating cross-legged on Sauvignon Blanc, looked at the son who held the beautiful woman and the Yiren with shy eyes, and knew that the little uncle must be suffering a bitter fight.

This is just the beginning of this battle, and the day of this trip to Wu is high and the water is far away, and there is joy on the way.

"How?"

"Overall, the whole offensive is a bit anticlimactic, and that person obviously has a backhand, but he may be afraid of you coming, so he has no choice but to stop it. ”

Gu Chen squinted his eyes, this was a dead end for Uncle Xiao to have to choose between the two, this side or that, no matter which side he chooses, the attack pressure on the other side will increase exponentially, it seems that Uncle Xiao chose that side, I don't know whether to believe in his sword or believe in him as a person.

"Don't think about it, you told me that you are 100% sure, I believe in your people, I don't believe you and I won't choose so, her life is indeed very precious, but it is far worse than my Kunlun disciple!"

Luoyang didn't choose to transmit the sound into the secret, but said it openly, without caring about Xiao Yezi's thoughts, and didn't want to care about her thoughts, without her, these children would not be involved at all.

Living, not causing trouble to others is one of the most basic criteria, this world is very chaotic, everyone is not easy to live, why do you need to be pampered, protected, habitual?

It's true that the food is delicious, but it can't save lives, and it can't replace the tomorrow of the human race.

These children are different, inheriting the legacy of their predecessors, no matter how far this generation has achieved, this difficult and difficult figure needs them to inherit and pass on until eternity.

It's not that there is no eternity, it's just that it exists in another way.

"I'm sorry, I'm dragging everyone down!"

Xiao Yezi jumped down from An Ning's arms and bowed his hand to the brother of the Quartet, with red eyes and crystal tears.

Song Zidie pursed her lips, looked at the coldness of the little uncle's unkindness, stepped forward to grab this soft and weak girl of the same age, and whispered: "Don't care, the little uncle is such a person, with a cold face and a hot heart, a knife mouth and a tofu heart......"

Luo Yang snorted coldly, swept over a group of injured disciples, pinched the sword fingers in his hand, and several ethereal sword qi fell into the mountains and forests, and the rabbit fell backwards and forwards, falling in front of An Ning.

"It's not early, when she has cried enough, tell her to do what she should do, tears are not worth anything!"

An Ning nodded, not daring to speak, knowing that Luoyang was so oppressive about their actions, after all, from the beginning, this was a scam born to help Xiao Yezi choose a guard.

If there is a mistake in the first place, if you don't change it, everything you do is wrong.

The empty mountain birds, the misty glow scattered the mountains and forests, Luoyang sat beside the lingyu, swallowing endless aura, the stars above the star dome became more and more bright, although there was no sense of agility but implied unpredictable power, the distance between each other was gradually approaching, and the stars merged into an image, that is, when the stars broke through the realm like stars.

In the same world, the moon is cold in the Lingshan Mountain, the forest is quiet, a few sad bells and drums, the sound of singing, the quiet courtyard releases the relics streamer, the sky hangs twelve white rainbows, the brilliance shines, and the north and south run through.

The bronze stick stands under the moon, the warrior monk keeps kowtowing, and the earth and stones fly horizontally, making a continuous sound.

"Idiot!"

The old monk smiled bitterly and shook his head, turned into a rainbow of light and returned to the world, leaving ten relics in the place where he was sitting, nine of which were returned to Tallinn, and one escaped into the void, appearing in the land of Tanglin Qin.

The lights of thousands of homes pass through the night, under the bright moon, the handsome boy draws the Buddha with a pen, the ink is outlined, and the dustless old monk who is like a solemn treasure jumps on the paper.

The relics fell, shining with seven-colored brilliance, and there were the last words of the old monk in the sassy leaf song.

"Mercy wind, what you said has been confirmed one by one, and the future will be entrusted to you, this relic can be used as a token and handed over to Luoyang, he will naturally understand everything. ”

The young man threw away the ink pen, bowed his knees three times and bowed nine times, with tears in his eyes, raised his hands, and the relics fell into his hands, heavy and hot.

This is not only a monk's relic, but also the inheritance of the old times, the torch of the bright flame.

A few wisps of fragrance filled the mountains and forests, and the lone wolf roared in the moon, facing the direction of the campfire in the mountains and forests, and the eyes danced with greedy brilliance.

A wisp of sword qi fell, the mountain and rocks shattered, and the lone wolf hurriedly retreated, some human races could not be provoked, at least before they were cultivated.

Luoyang slowly exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, looked at the little monk who was still meditating, stepped out a few wisps of green silk, and carefully sensed the pulse of the spiritual jade.

The injury has been healed, but the wisp of cold poison is very tricky, Lingshan to the great day of the sun is helpless, presumably it is difficult to dispel it with manpower alone, and it must be supplemented by the power of medicinal stones.

Compared with the pain on his body, Luoyang was more worried about Lingyu's inner demons, this little monk had a good heart, and at that time, he must have seen a lot of extreme ugliness.

The road to the top is long, long, injured, falling, or even abandoned, there are any situations, but many people can get up again, after all, there are too many blessings and variables in the Five Realms, as long as you don't die, the pain on your body must be solved.

Da Luo and the supreme cultivators really have the power to conquer the heavens and the earth, and Luoyang itself is the beneficiary, if there is no Nannuo's demon heart, there will be no Kunlun little uncle.

Therefore, Luoyang is more worried about Lingyu's heart and demons than physical pain, and the Dao heart is far greater than everything, in case he goes mad and turns from Buddha to demon, not to mention whether Lingshan can let go of Lingyu, Lingyu can let go of himself is a problem.

The golden light spread, Lingyu opened her eyes, and looked at Luoyang with a chuckle, her eyes were calm, but there was no vision that Luoyang was worried about.

"Uncle Luo, thank you for saving your life. ”

"No need to worry, I want to know what you think at the moment more than this, the world is like this, we can't change many things, but we can't ask him to change us easily!"

Lingyu nodded and chuckled, took a breath of relief, and said: "Amitabha, don't forget your original intention, you have to always, Uncle Xiao, don't worry, I didn't think too much, it's just that I can't calm down, I must find out the person who plotted against me in person, and ask him face to face, why?"

"Why? Can it be why? It's nothing more than envy, jealousy and hatred, it's nothing more than the difference in the Tao, it's nothing more than the heart of a human face and a beast, otherwise who would use the Ice Spirit Needle to calculate you when you are fighting?"

Gu Chen carried two or three grilled fish, smiling and squinting his eyes, and his eyebrows were intentionally angry, and he handed one to Luoyang first, and then to Lingyu.

Uncle Xiao is a character who has no meat and no joy, no wine and no pleasure, and if he can mix with Uncle Xiao, he must smell the same, to sum up, it is impossible for this monk not to eat meat.