Mo Shuiyang casually found a reason to take Bai Xiuxiu away, and stood in place for a long time without moving.

"You're such a funny man. Killua stood behind Ink Yang, he was holding the body of a one- or two-year-old child, round and extremely cute.

"Harryk!" Harish saw Killua standing on the ground, and quickly picked him up, how could his brother stand barefoot on such hot sand.

He seemed to have selectively deleted the amnestics he had just had.

Killua, who turned back into "Harrick", did not resist Harrysh's actions.

"Why didn't you tell her the truth just now? I'd love to see how your gentle sister would react. ”

"I know what she'll do. Ink Yang lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth flashed an intoxicating smile, "They must choose 'one', and they will all hope that it is themselves." ”

"Really?" Killua looked confused on his immature face, "I don't know my heart. ”

Ink Yang sneered, he looked at the crystal on Ling Xiao's sword, and remembered the person's amber pupils.

Master, I'm sorry.

I don't seem to be able to become an immortal.

"Why were you laughing just now?" Killua felt that the aura on Ink Yang's body suddenly became very different, and he stared vigilantly at the young man's thin body, a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"I laugh at you for living so long, like a seven or eight-year-old child. ”

Killua was annoyed and sneered: "If you don't make a decision, all of you will have to die." ”

"The decision was made a long time ago. Rest assured, you won't be disappointed. ”

Killua was suspicious, and he couldn't figure out Ink Yang's thoughts for a while.

And Ink Yang didn't bother to care what was going on in Killua's head.

Now he only feels that the air is cool, his body is comfortable, and his heart is full of depression. The barren desert and the scorching sun, falling in his eyes at this time, are all a "desert lonely smoke, long river sunset" weather.

It turned out that this decision was made so easily.

The young man had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and lazily stretched his waist towards the vast world.

......

"Hurry up and find a way for me!" Ling Xiao became more and more agitated, his brows furrowed. The sky is about to dawn, which means that there is not much time left for Mo Yang, "The monk is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is not in a hurry?"

Yun Xingzhou spread out the array hexagram, ignoring the anxious jumping woman next to him, and buried his head in calculating the way to enter the Extreme Yang Hell.

The ground is densely packed with mathematical formulas.

This passage doesn't work, and neither does it here......

His hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and in an hour or so, the fifth day of the Extreme Sun Hell would have passed, and Killua would have disappeared if it had not fused with the obsidian to form a sword.

Seeing Yun Xingzhou's calculations, Ling Xiao was silent and stood silently aside.

"Empty Brahman...... Can the Kunlun disciples come back safely?"

The woman said in a deep voice, her fists clenched, her nails embedded in flesh, her face expressionless.

Kong Fan frowned slightly, and the hand holding the Buddha beads kept speeding up, he couldn't fool her.

"Poor Monk...... Ignorance. ”

The hexagrams involving the Daughter of Destiny are complicated, and unless Kunlun's star deduction technique is paired with an astroscope, no one can calculate it accurately.

He could only calculate that someone's life was in danger.

I don't know this sentence, but it's already caused by cause and effect.

Because Ling Xiao knows him, if he calmly says that there is nothing to do, then it is really nothing, but if he says he doesn't know...... That's probably more than lucky.

Ling Xiao hooked his lips and smiled, with a pair of phoenix eyes with stars: "I know." ”

This smile made Kongfan's breath stagnate, and his heart beat wildly, indicating that something big was about to happen.

"The heavens are thousands, with blood as the medium, the mind is clear, and the spirit is made into a sword. ”

The woman's red lips opened slightly, and she chanted softly, only to see a golden light rising from the ground, holding Ling Xiao high, and she held a thick stack of papers in her hand, which was filled with dense words.

"Master's first beautiful ...... in Kyushu"

"Master is generous and kind......

......

And so on, which is exactly the introductory essay of ink yang. Ling Xiao lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, looking at these words, lightly hooking the corners of his lips, this paper was full of praise, but gentleness and generosity had nothing to do with her.

She seemed to be able to imagine Ink Yang racking her brains.

This kind of scenario is indeed rare.

Kong Fan looked up at the woman who was engulfed by the pillar of light, her long orange hair poured down, dancing in the wind, the fire splashed everywhere, her slender body was outlined by the orange-red skirt, and the white light of the formation covered by her body reflected the corners of her lightly hooked mouth.

This scene is unprecedented, rare to see in 10,000 years, Yun Xingzhou put down his pen in shock, and looked at the woman who gradually disappeared into the pillar of light in a daze.

"I actually confessed to the Lord......" Kongfan muttered in a low voice.

After Ling Xiaojian died from Bai Shanyue, he never recognized the lord again.

In order to rush to save people.

Kong Fan smiled bitterly, and he didn't know what the emotions were quietly breeding in his heart?

Jealous......

Five hundred years ago, I was not recognized by her.

The light is gone, the stars are sparse in the sky, and the sun is about to rise.

......

"Senior brother, are you here?" Mo Yang pursed his lips and smiled, his gaze swept over the people in Kunlun.

This is a sight he will remember.

It's just a pity that the master is not there.

Li Xuanyuan nodded, looked at the obsidian that had been put into the sword casting furnace and still had no change, and frowned slightly: "What should I do next?"

Refining obsidian shouldn't be a simple task.

When the patriarch Li saw that Harish was still standing there upright, he was shocked to breathe, and then coughed excitedly, and his fragile body seemed to be about to fall apart.

He looked at Ink Yang and hurriedly asked why.

Ink Yang reassured him not to worry, their suffering was about to end.

Li suddenly fell silent, nodded, and stepped aside.

"Senior brother, it seems that the patriarch is in a hurry. Ink Yang smiled, "I need to do it quickly." ”

Killua said that the people in the secret realm were all lonely ghosts of the barbarians, although he, like ordinary Zhongzhou people, did not report a good impression of the barbarian people's barbarism.

But these thousand beings have been suffering for many years in this extreme yang hell.

Soul Scattering should never be their end.

Humanity that struggles with the environment deserves to be celebrated.

Ink Yang raised his feet and was about to walk towards the sword furnace, Li Xuanyuan frowned slightly, pressed his shoulder, and said coldly: "Are you hiding something from us?"

Li Xuanyuan is not good at words, but the worry in his eyes can't deceive people.

Something is wrong with the ink yang.

Although there was nothing strange about his expression, the glance he glanced at everyone just now made Li Xuanyuan's heart move.

"I also think you're weird, junior brother. Yu Lingji stood aside with the Chuyang Sword in his arms.

Ink Yang was about to speak, but was interrupted by a mournful cry.

"Harish!"

Killua was tossed high and looked at Harish in mid-air, only to see the swarthy face grinning at him, and the beautiful pupils were brighter than obsidian.

It turned out that the patriarch Li was standing by the sword-forging furnace, and called Harish to his side with a kind face.

Then, with all his might, he pushed Harish, who was holding Killua in his arms, into the sword-forging furnace.

The plan is disrupted, and Li is almost insane, not believing in Ink Yang at all

A person's nearly lifelong obsession condensed into strength at this time, supporting this decrepit body to make movements.

Harish only had time to throw Killua out.

Killua felt only anger and remorse...... He didn't expect this old man to make such a move!

To his surprise, Harish threw him out at the last second.

"Oh my God!" Bai Xiuxiu exclaimed, how could this be!

Li Xuanyuan reacted in time and threw the Shanhe Jade Broken Sword out.

I saw that the mountains and rivers jade shattered into hundreds of pieces, and a long bridge of ice and snow was built in an instant, freezing the entire sword-casting furnace before the tongue of fire devoured Harish.

"Poof-" Li Xuanyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, couldn't support it, and half-knelt on the ground.

The Shanhe Jade Broken Sword was his natal sword, and it was broken into hundreds of pieces at this time, and I don't know what had changed, so I cut off contact with him.

The sword master was immediately counterattacked.

Ink Yang, Bai Xiuxiu and others were caught off guard and hurriedly healed Li Xuanyuan.

Li Xuanyuan's face was pale at this time, and he looked at Mo Shuiyang: "You tell the truth......"

Why did Patriarch Li make such a move! Senior Brother definitely had something to hide from them......