Chapter Forty-Seven: Linjiang Immortal (Part 12)

"It's really a good master to leave the apprentice behind and run here to rest by yourself. A mean, old voice suddenly sounded, sounding like a broken gong with a hole, strange and uncomfortable.

There was a man standing on top of a ten-zhang tall building, the bright sun shining on his body, his dark blue clothes swaying gently in the wind, he did not pay attention to the voice, but looked at the whole city with his hands in his hands.

"This city is really disgusting, I don't want to stay for a moment, it's obviously just an engraved realm, it's really strange that the anti-trend qi can be thickened like this, I advise you to hurry up and take your little apprentice and run away, this is a scourge." The voice sounded again, chattering like an obnoxious old man.

Ling Yanluo opened his mouth and said, "You can not speak. ”

"What? what kind of attitude do you have!" something in Ling Yanluo's arms began to struggle, knocking out the fabric on his chest one by one, and finally got out, a small seal flew in the air, and rushed to Ling Yanluo in a hurry, if Song Liuguang saw it, she would definitely know this thing, it was the tracing stone she had recognized at the opening ceremony, but it was not the same piece.

This seal almost touched Ling Yanluo's nose: "Didn't you invite me out? If it weren't for you, a waste who doesn't know how to respect my predecessors, and put me in this low-grade and inferior resident spirit body, this kind of trivial matter can be solved by the old man with his fingers." ”

Ling Yanluo grabbed this seal, his face was unwavering and unremorseful, "I'm really sorry, I don't have any high-quality resident spirit body at hand, so I can only grieve Your Excellency." ”

The small seal snorted: "If you know it's wrong, you can borrow your skin and use it to the old man, and I guarantee that a stick of incense will be solved for you, and you don't have to toss your little apprentice." ”

"Naturally, no. ”

"Okay, I know, you are a stupid and stupid person with a bad heart! Not only do you disrespect your predecessors but also abuse your apprentices, pity this little child, just a little older, her intellect is in chaos, and the evil master also left her alone to solve this evil spirit realm, if she is not careful, she can only be a fool in this life. ”

"This is not the realm of evil spirits. ”

"Come on, almost, three thousand years, this spirit is going to merge with the realm, and I can smell the smell of decay with this stone nose. To tell the truth, listen to the old man's words, give up this spirit body, and find a new one, the spirit body of the domain system can be replaced by many things, such as the kid surnamed Xu on your mountain, although he is a human cultivator, but it is more than enough as a material to make up for the Eight Desolation Diagrams. ”

Ling Yanluo frowned slightly: "That's a living person." ”

"What about sacrificing one person for the sake of thousands of people? You can't accomplish anything if you grind like this. ”

Ling Yanluo grabbed the seal and didn't care about it anymore and stuffed it back into his arms, he looked at the long river, and said softly: "If it weren't for the kindness of a woman, I wouldn't be standing here." ”

"Hehe, aren't you actually sacrificing one person right now?" Seal taunted in his arms.

Ling Yan paused, completely sealed the seal, and the surroundings finally quieted down.

How could this be a sacrifice? Ling Yanluo raised his eyes and thought.

Just let her see what this world looks like, what the world that exists as a heretic is really like.

After that, he will give whatever she wants.

"What are you doing?" said the young man, puffed.

Under the high wall, the boy and Song Liuguang both sat on the ground, just when he was about to jump into the yard, Song Liuguang grabbed him, I don't know where this weird little girl got so much strength, and directly ripped him off.

Then a woman's voice came from inside the wall: "Who? Who is it? Who was calling me just now?"

The young man subconsciously wanted to answer with his throat, but Song Liuguang quickly took out a bun and blocked his mouth.

"Uh-huh-" The young man was blocked by the bun, and Song Liuguang still covered his mouth tightly, and she didn't let go of her hand until the woman's voice disappeared.

"I still want to ask what you're doing?" Song Liuguang also said angrily: "You told me that you are going to break this world, and you are going to take your childhood sweetheart to escape the flood together, your uncle, this is your childhood sweetheart?"

The double-placket shawl, the screw horn bun, and the walking appearance, no matter how you look at it, she is a woman in her thirties, the more Song Liuguang thinks about it, the more angry she becomes: "Why are you lying to me?" I think that your childhood sweetheart is only a teenager and a small one, so you can carry her away if you knock her unconscious, this woman? She is taller than you, you tell me how you want to bring her to Linjiang Pavilion?"

The young man's face was choked red by the buns, he choked for a long time, wiped his mouth, stared at Song Liuguang, and his snow-white face turned jujube red, and there was no deterrent: "She is my childhood sweetheart!" Naturally, I told her that Lingcheng was going to be flooded, so take her to hide." ”

"Fart, she looks like she can be your mother, you are fifteen and she is thirty-five, the childhood sweetheart of your dreams?"

"Who told you I'm fifteen?"

Song Liuguang was stunned in place, she looked at Lin Jiangxian's face carefully, and pinched it again, "Are you thirty?"

Lin Jiangxian's eyes gradually became red, I don't know if he was choked, or he still wants to cry, he stared at Song Liuguang: "I can be your father, what do you say?"

Song Liuguang was directly dizzy: "Why aren't you old? Are you an immortal cultivator?"

A look of defeat appeared on Lin Jiang Xian's face: "If I am, if only I knew why I was like this." ”

Lin Jiang Xian's thoughts are very humble, since no one believes him, then just take the only Yuan Niang who is good to him away. For him, this is a world of endless reincarnation, and the only breakthrough is his painting, so it would be nice if he could bring her to Linjiang Pavilion and jump into the painting before the next flood, even if it is not him who is reincarnated.

For 3,000 years, he felt extremely lonely when he walked in the sea of people.

Song Liuguang told him that it was a painting, and he didn't actually understand what it meant, but Song Liuguang was indeed the only outsider in three thousand years, and maybe he could take him out, so he would also take Yuan Niang out.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Song Liuguang: "You said that you can see that I am a living person, and the others are just dead things, what about Yuan Niang?"

Song Liuguang recalled her hurried glance, that woman, it was indeed a little strange, she stiffened: "It's really not like others, but it also seems to be a little wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell. ”

"Well, as long as she's not a dead thing, then I'll save her. With that, Lin Jiangxian stood up and continued to climb the wall.

"Wait!" Song Liuguang dragged him, "It's not enough before sunset, now we have to think about countermeasures, how to let her go to Lingjiang Pavilion alone." ”

"No, there's no time. Lin Jiangxian trembled his lips, not knowing what he thought, and his face was bloodless.

"All the people in this city will change after noon. ”