"Senior Brother Han in your mouth, but Han Qing?" the beautiful figure asked in a tone that had never been seen before.

"Yes...... Target. ”

The sky was silent again, and the slender figure that stood tall above seemed to have never moved, silent.

"I said goodbye that day, I haven't seen you for four years, have you finally embarked on the path of cultivation like me?" Luo Qingcheng just suddenly thought of the first time he heard the amazing poem that described him. With that young man worshipping Confucianism, learning to be rich and five cars. When I first saw fashion, I was a little young, and I don't know how much I am today.

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The main dojo of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Gate is built on the front of the Dragon and Tiger on the mountain, and there are only some sporadic sect elders who like to be clean on the back, which is even more desolate. Behind the mountain, because there is a forbidden place standing, it is even more inaccessible. The disciples rarely do this place on weekdays, and the harsh punishment makes people feel more comfortable with the back mountain.

The forbidden land is located at the back of the Patriarch Hall in Qingfeng Valley, and it does not interact with each other on weekdays. Facing the abyss on three sides, there is only one sheep intestine path leading to the forbidden land, which is extremely steep.

At the border of the two mountains of Dragon and Tiger, he looks down on the entire Qingfeng Valley, year by year.

What is inside, who knows.

It was also in this year that the forbidden land of the barren and endless years, from the uninhabited wilderness, suddenly came a heart-rending roar.

The voice was full of infinite hatred, as if it wanted to turn the world upside down, destroy the world, the whole forbidden land could be heard, the shaking heavens shook, and the stars were hot.

What kind of thing is this, so powerful?

Accompanied by this sound, there was an endless mass of blood and qi circling, and the pungent and disgusting blood qi spread in the forbidden land.

"What are you arguing about, do you understand that the host is so noisy that the ancestor looks back on the past?" In an unknown place, a boy in black scolded him dissatisfiedly, and his serious appearance made people laugh, which was extremely inconsistent with his age.

But the voice didn't care about it, and still roared in its own way: "I hate it...... Qiu Yunfeng, Pang Long, and the people behind you, you wait for me, I, Han Qing, hereby swear that if there is a chance to practice again, I will definitely break your corpse into ten thousand pieces. ”

"Huh, Qiu Yunfeng, this kid?" the black-clothed boy looked suspicious, this was the first time he had seen such endless hatred in a host. Even the blood he felt was inexhaustible.

How much hatred is this, the boy in black can't help but think, can this Qiu Yunfeng kill his parents and take his wife and daughter.

According to the temperament of the black-clothed boy who claimed to be the ancestor, the hosts sent in the past came to eat one by one, and one to eat a pair of pairs.

The reason why he was able to keep to himself this time was because he hated the blood stain of this host.

He found out about this host from the first day, and if he didn't do it, it was naturally not because he was kind, it was because he couldn't speak.

Meat and vegetarian are not taboo, it is someone else, he is a principled ancestor. So he wanted to wait for the host to come to his senses and clean up after he had cleaned himself up.

Who knew that after waiting for so long, waiting for such a hateful thing, the boy in black was hesitating whether to say it or not.

In the unknown place, the boy in black was very entangled, looking constipated, and he was in a dilemma.

"The gentleman has something to do and something not to do, everyone is so miserable, and it is unkempt, do you want to eat?" the boy in black asked himself.

The figure lying on his back in the weeds paved with bluestone slabs roared quieter and quieter, and a line of red blood and tears slipped silently.

It was an unkempt cripple with tattered clothes that could not be seen in its original color. It turned out that his right arm was empty, strips of cloth were scattered all over the ground, and his bare skin was filled with black, coagulated blood. The high raised wound had already been formed, but the surface of the skin was pitted, as if a piece was missing.

But these would be nothing compared to a wound on his navel.

Because there is a fist-sized hole in his navel, even if he has become a coffee, there are still wisps of blood red, which looks shocking and makes people can't bear to look at it directly.

I don't know who it is, how miserable it is to do this to this person.

The man seemed to have lost his strength, his mouth was open and he could not make a sound, and his eyes were staring blankly at the night sky, as lonely as a lonely child who was left unattended.

The whirring wind swept across his face, revealing a face full of ravines, what a desperate face.

The black-clothed boy poked out his thoughts and brushed over this miserable face, and his heart was stagnant. He said secretly: "This group of guys is too ruthless, what kind of grudge do you have here? Ancestor and I have fallen to this point, is it so hungry and unfed? ”

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, everyone had fallen to such a point, Rao is boy in black had always been ruthless, and he couldn't bear it.

"Forget it, for your sake, the ancestor will let you go once. It just so happens that the ancestor is bored alone, so stay with me in the future. The boy in black comforted himself in the unknown space, barely suppressing his heart.

The idea is beautiful, but the action almost killed the boy in black.

The miserable figure that claimed to be Han Qing who had no reaction did not move, but when the boy in black took action and wanted the figure to stay with him, it changed.

In the unknown space, the black-clothed boy reached out nonchalantly and grabbed the figure with a large energy hand. According to his thoughts, this is not easy to catch.

A huge black hand in the forbidden place poked out of the three-legged tripod and quickly grabbed the figure in the grass.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

Just as the big hand was about to reach the body, a golden light suddenly rose from the body.

The big hand was blocked by the golden light, and suddenly stopped, swaying around the figure.

The boy in black in the unknown space also felt this scene, and his expression suddenly showed a suspicious look: "Well, what is the situation?"

But how could he give up, he finally showed kindness once, how could it be that the duck in his beak flew.

"Boom ......"

The big hand still didn't give up and grabbed forward again, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and a counterattack force came out, which actually made the big hand retreat three meters away, and there was a tendency to collapse.

The boy in black was completely angry when he saw this, and his little face was bulging with anger, which was very funny.

"Buzz ......"

The ground shook, the figure on the ground was unharmed, and the big hand of the black-clothed boy who had gathered again collapsed directly in another impact.

That golden light was as solid as gold, like an unbreakable prison, firmly protecting Han Qing in the center, and it was not invaded by wind and rain.

After another collision and dissipation, the black-clothed boy really faced this inconspicuous golden light, as if he knew this thing for the first time, his face was full of disbelief: "The holy relics of Confucianism, how can they be in your hands, who are you?"

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