The Great Witch Man stood up with his chest straight, and his solid body was dozens of feet high.

The lilac energy floating out of him was not enough to support his entire body, and he raised his palm to touch the spear tightly, a ghostly light appeared on it, and there was a long snake ingested in his eyes, vicious, shaking a thin dry song.

The black-robed man, sitting and worshipping under the door of the little boy in the doorhouse, although it is not vicious enough, but so many people who hold the soul sacrifice in their hands, their hearts are already full.

If someone investigates, they can't see anything evil about him, but as the lord of the city, he still has some soft and hard power.

Seeing that more than a dozen black-robed people all did not hesitate, they offered their aura, through their skin, emitting a little bit of crystal blue smoke, and they were swept outside the wild body of the witch, and the spear in his hand overlapped.

The way of the world, no matter day or night, the eyes, ears, nose and tongue have five flavors, and there is a Tao power.

Holding the sky with both hands, he lifted his spear and shot out, breaking through the illusory dignity of the nameless city.

"Although he is a dead witch, he borrows spiritual things, and he cannot say anything, and his concentration is extraordinary. I forgot to take the so-called sacrifice, which is not something that you, the reincarnated little boy, can control. It's easy to borrow, but it's very expensive. It's not a kid who leads a horse, and a few copper plates can be sent away. ”

Mr. Churchey picked up the stone sword, secretly hated himself in his heart, and exclaimed: "Little boy, I know that you have a grudge in your heart, complain about the major events in the world, and complain about the vicissitudes of all things, this is the law of cause and effect, do you not obey?"

His words were blown into the old house by the wind, and he was just about to grab Li Shuishan's memory, but it was interrupted in an instant, and a trace of memory instantly returned to Li Shuishan's mind.

Li Shuishan opened his eyes in an instant, stared with bloody eyes, and a consciousness followed Li Shuishan's arm, straight to his mind, and a small sword appeared in his heart, and this small sword followed its heart, slowly contributing to a shadow.

A sense of consciousness awakened.

This is a completely different from Li Shuishan's immature mind.

Previously, if the Immortal Sword wanted to take away Li Shuishan's consciousness and occupy his body, he resisted.

If a person lives like a puppet, then what is the point, by the spring breeze of the stream, who can still say to him, come, who else holds a wine gourd, silently stays aside and drinks stuffy wine, who can smell the fragrance of tofu in the old woman's lane.

And this time, he gave up and let go of his heart, not knowing if Fairy Sword would remember that when he was in Hanmei, he talked to it.

"Tea bitterness, I seem to understand a little. ”

His skin was dripping with blood.

His mind stopped working completely.

The fairy sword forcibly integrated into Li Shuishan's body, and lost the sense of pain and the emotion that could be felt.

He looked indifferent.

Even when he raised his sword, touched his own blood, and touched his collar.

He looked indifferent.

As soon as he raised his head, he slowly reached the mouth of the abyss of sucking, and as his fingers were raised, the sword was pressed on it, and the tips of his fingers burst out like a broken mirror.

At this time, he looked indifferent.

He looked at Langbai opposite, his hands trembled slightly, he didn't expect Li Shuishan's fingers to be raised again, the first time he was in the small building, the hatred for Li Shuishan's kick was an impact on him, making him feel the death after a long time, he regretted the pain of that time, and the regret of that time under the years.

He seemed to remember something, but in the whole altar of sacrifice, it was as if a suckling sheep had broken through its cage, and the man who slaughtered the sheep had been struck by his horns and fell to the ground in tears.

Countless memories poured into his heart, so that the uncontrollable immortal sword consciousness was suppressed, he did not erase Li Shuishan's thinking, in the blink of an eye, he broke through his cultivation momentum, pressed Langbai's head, a finger, and instantly blurred flesh and blood.

He still looked aloof.

In the old house, the little boy's candle flame was about to be extinguished, he gently gathered his palms, and countless thin threads appeared on the closed wooden door, slowly like sewn out of the clothes, winding up, this closed old house.

He discarded the interference of his eyes, ears, nose and tongue, and looked at the water in the basin, as if he were touching a fish, and the calm water surface rippled once.

On the octagonal altar, with the death of Langbai, Xiaoyun knelt on the ground and looked at the palms that poked down from above.

She chose to rush, and this claw fished out her soul.

The little boy scolded secretly: "I just need the reincarnation mark of the first life, the damn red-robed Taoist, why do you force each other to die, I don't want to, what can you do, even if I die, I have to take out his memory, I want to walk out of the nameless city, I want to step on the top of the avenue, I want to see the traces of the immortals, I am unwilling." ”

He stretched out his hand to probe again, the water waves were turbid, and he didn't catch the fairy sword in his hand with one hand, but grabbed it again out of thin air, and grabbed Li Shuishan's soul.

When he pulled, he pinched his fingers and pulled his memory, but when the memory floated, he saw a young man who had glanced at Li Shuishan, and there was no trace of turning back the years.

He saw that it was all blank.

Li Shuishan was pulled out of the water by him, and the traces of the moon in the water were instantly shocked by a young man who stepped out in an instant, and the water in the basin splashed out.

He walked out slowly, and saw that it was the little Taoist he saw in the Nameless City, but he was under the black robe, with soft baby skin, delicate eyebrows, and smooth skin, and under the fire of green candles, he saw that it was extremely moist.

He looked at Li Shuishan calmly, grabbed the candle and blew it out again, and muttered: "You are actually a person with no memory, even more pitiful than me." If you walk out of the nameless city one day, it will be difficult to get out of the state of heart. You have no roots...."

The word rootless, when talking about it in a box, can say many famous Pepsi.

A person's memory is presented from the mind from birth, which is a process that will fade with memory, from the call of parents when they were infants, the guidance of them when they babble, and the title of their parents; in the courtyard, pulling a wooden cart, busy holding hands, walking with their legs and feet; when they are five or six years old, they can run to find children to play and see many wonderful things; in the academy, they look up and chant poems and flowers, and look at their beloved women with expressions......

The root is not simple, it is a simple family

factors, but the influence of the environment you live in, the condensation of what you see and hear, but a person's roots will be plastic at the beginning, because they exist, they exist, but they don't know where they are, they have no roots, they are only left to wander, maybe they are too lonely, too quiet.

Li Shuishan raised his finger expressionlessly, and was just about to press it, when a sword light came from outside, surrounded by a small bronze bell, buzzing around him.

The Thousand Mountain Daoist looked at the sorcerer with a spear with solemn eyes.

The old man who stepped into the air swayed from side to side in confusion, and said to the witchman, "What a big grasshopper!"

The old monk riding the donkey patted the donkey's tail and muttered, "If you want to drink this wine, you must drink a big one." ”

Few people in the Nameless City have seen it, and this moving Pisces makes his figure appear in the eyes of everyone in the Nameless City, whether it is the Lang Qingyun of the Divine Mansion supporting the Danding people, or the people sitting on the side watching the scenery, with their eyebrows locked.

The Great Witch looked at all the Terrans very clearly, and said lightly: "Although I am out, the spear cannot be collected, I am a witch, and the witch is not the same as a person, I borrowed the power of the Terran to be born, and returned to the power of the Terran." ”

At this moment, Li Shuishan's eyes were dripping blood, and he knelt on the ground tremblingly.

He looked indifferent.

The little Taoist held a candle flame in his hand, and stepped out of the sky with a smile, and the moment the spear was condensed, he said lightly:

"I'm a witch. ”

"Not for its way, intentional combination, strong wind and rain, dust suppression. ”

"I will make up for the disadvantages of the Wu clan, don't forget my kindness, and when the heavens are together, I will conquer the world with you. ”

"The change of the seal, I will also come out, and I will wait for the morning. ”

The majestic muscles of the witch pulled up a spear and threw it out, pointing directly at the place where the little boy disappeared, breaking through the sky, losing sight of the stars, and not being able to see the years and vicissitudes of life.

The power of this spear surpassed the light of the Pisces sword, and surpassed all the light and darkness in the sky, and the little boy let out a miserable cry, and a spear pierced the head.

Little boy, die.

......

In the temple, the red-robed Taoist opened his closed eyes, watching the stone statue of the Taoist outside crack and scatter all over the ground, and the dwarf old man and Yao Feng both opened their eyes wide and were at a loss.

The red-robed Taoist muttered, "Winter is coming. I've helped you, cause and effect, and I'm going to pay it back soon. ”

He raised his hands and closed them, and said, "Good!"

A wind blew, rolling the green bamboo next to it, withered, and the snow fell, impacting the entire Qingshui City, silently.

"Good!

The Heavenly Soul Nianshi who soaked wine in the teapot played chess with himself, drank a cup of strong tea, and did not speak.

.......

The wind blew, and the smell of wood grain instantly emerged from Li Shuishan's palm, absorbing the breath of the little boy, Li Shuishan, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up and saw a clear memory, it was a kettle-like mountain, and wild chrysanthemums......

......

These chapters are relatively difficult to write, and it took a long time.