Gonggong replied confidently: "I thought there were still three or four days left, but I didn't expect that after I arrived in the world, the soil was contaminated with the turbidity of the world, and even my lifespan became shorter. ”

Even if Gonggong is temporarily sealed in a spell, his godless aura will still overflow.

Xiao Banxian thought for a while and said, "I have shared my body with you for the past three years. ”

When Wujian heard this, he immediately said, "Brother, no." ”

Gonggong didn't expect Xiao Banxian to say this, and asked tentatively: "You're not afraid that I will take the opportunity to take the lead?"

The little half-immortal smiled and said, "If you really know how to do this thing, you have already done it when I fell into the water in the Divine Domain." ”

Gonggong stared at the little half-immortal, this ordinary man actually analyzed her every move thoroughly, and Gonggong began to rejoice that the little half-immortal was just a mortal at this time.

Innocent or worried, no matter what, co-working is a fallen god, and if an accident happens, the consequences are unimaginable.

Wujian also wanted to persuade Xiao Banxian to think more, how could Xiao Banxian not know Wuji's worries, "There is no time, there are too many masters of Xuanmen in the capital now, and if it is delayed for a while, the co-workers may be exposed." ”

Wuzhi said: "Then let me come." ”

Xiao Banxian shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm sure." ”

Gonggong said: "Hey, you guys discuss slowly, I'm not in a hurry." ”

The little half-immortal said to Wuji: "You help us protect the Fa, and you must not let anyone and anything disturb us." ”

Wuji nodded, and the little half-immortal and the co-worker sat down face to face, and the little half-immortal carried the Nirvana exercise, temporarily separating his soul from his body. The soul of the co-worker is very weak, and if he does not take the initiative to leave temporarily, the co-worker will not be able to enter his body at all.

Gonggong squeezed into the body of the little half-immortal little by little, everyone's soul is different, so everyone's body is a natural and exclusive soul container, but after Gonggong's soul entered the body of the little half-immortal, he found that his soul and his body did not match in any place, as if this body and him were one. It's been a long time since he's had a real body.

The little half-immortal saw that Gonggong's soul had completely entered his body, so he followed and drilled into it, but the process was very smooth, and Gonggong occupied this body with one right and one left, but two souls living in one body seemed very crowded, and it was extremely uncoordinated.

The little half-immortal opened his eyes, and directly scared Wujian into a daze, the two eyeballs were either one left and one right, or one up and down, or one blink and the other stared at the thief.

"Brother, it's too scary for you to be like this, you want to be unified. Innocent swallowed.

The little half-immortal said to the co-workers next door: "If you mess around again, I'll kick you out, hurry up and practice." ”

It took half an hour to learn to blink, and the two began to learn to manipulate half of their bodies to walk again, and they didn't know how many falls they fell, and finally went from being disabled to being decent, but it would take a while to run.

Xiao Banxian rolled up his trouser leg with one hand, saw that his legs were covered with bruises, and his teeth itched with hatred, "Gonggong, if you don't care anymore, I will knock you out." ”

Gonggong said: "Who doesn't care, I'm not Mo Liunian, I don't have telepathy with you, aren't you a strong man?"

Xiao Banxian sighed and resigned himself to his fate: "You remember, you must not speak when I talk to others in the future." ”

She still felt it as usual, uneasily, and at the same time her reason laughed at her for the futility of this feeling. But as she reached the middle of the road, she suddenly heard a sound that sounded like crying, and then she saw a dark shadow moving slightly in the corner. She couldn't help but get a little scared and wanted to run away quickly, but her curiosity stopped her to get closer to see what the dark shadow was, whether it was a human or a ghost. She mustered up her courage and walked towards the shadow.

While he was meditating, an extremely subtle movement suddenly floated from the depths of the tunnel. Shan Chao subconsciously thought that someone was coming, and his first reaction was to dodge, but the voice sounded again, obviously not footsteps - but moaning. Intermittently, intermittently, as if enduring a groan of great pain.

At this moment, Zhou Xinqi, who was about to leave, was stunned, she heard the exclamations of the people around her, and when she turned around, she looked at the stone tablet of the first chapter of the grass and trees, and saw the turtle that was in first place there. She frowned slightly at first, and quickly let go, without the slightest wave in her heart, in her mind, the first stone tablet of this grass and tree was obtained when she first became an outer disciple, and at that time, she didn't use all her strength, not to mention that she was completely different from back then.

In the afternoon of the next day, when Bai Xiaochun was thinking about how to make up for the Shouyuan that had been sucked away, he suddenly checked, looked up suddenly, and felt that outside the stove room, there were seven or eight figures galloping towards him. Bai Xiaochun couldn't detect it when he was condensing qi on the first layer, but now on the third layer of condensation, he immediately felt that among the seven or eight figures, the person at the head was Xu Baocai. At the same time, Xu Baocai's voice, with resentment, suddenly came.

Bai Xiaochun's right hand had just been raised, and after hearing these discussions, his heart was suddenly shocked, especially when he heard that the inner disciples were all involved in finding him, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his right hand quickly scratched his head, pretending to be nothing, and quickly put it down. With indignation in his heart, he showed a sad face, a sad sigh, and burrowed into the crowd.

Soon, a twelve-year-old child silently followed Chen's mother, he seemed to know the unfortunate news, his expression changed completely, his eyes were in a daze, and his two hands were thorny on his legs. It took him a great deal of effort to cross the threshold and enter the room. Seeing the situation, he was frightened and stood timidly behind the door.

One warm evening, Baku, the fisherman, and I sat face to face across the table in the house. At this moment, Baku suddenly fell silent, and his big eyes stared at me. I was incredible, but he suddenly stood up, stuck out his tongue, and moved like a frog jumping. Growing terrified, I stealthily got up from my chair and prepared to step out the door.

Of course I can go back the way I came, but it usually takes a lot of time and it's getting dark. In the old days, whenever I wanted to lure me home, I would just say to her, "Go home, girl," and she thought it was a punishment. She would pick up those crazy ears and play with her amber brown eyes at me, her tail between her legs, and glance over her shoulders as if every part of her body was there.

There are many helpless things and helpless times in this world, so don't be too reasonable, be reasonable, people who do great things sometimes can't help but ask for people, but they also want their own dignity.

The bitter cold wind brought the terrible winter, and the body of the grass was shrunk by the cold wind, but its roots were like earthworms, digging deep into the soil.

The wind blew through the black rain clouds, rolling up billowing dust and bringing with it the smell of rain and damp earth. The moonlight dimmed, and the stars seemed to be getting dirtier; Billowing smoke and its shadow could be seen running along the edge of the avenue to somewhere behind. At this moment the whirlwind swirled, swept away the dead grass and feathers from the dust of the ground, and rose up into the sky; Wild thistles are mostly flying beside the black rain clouds, and they must be so frightened, but they cannot see anything but the light of lightning through the dusty earth.

The man pulled out a strand of cyan hair from his cuffs, which was attached to the most beautiful cyan in the world, like a rain falling among the jade, but on the ends, there was a gray and white, faint, but constantly expanding tendency.

Have we ever noticed how a tree grows old and dies? When a tree grows old, its roots become less and less able to hold in the soil, and its roots gradually erode and become bare on the ground, and at one point a strong wind blows and the tree falls down. In fact, our innate spirituality ages and dies in this way, and every child is born simple and spiritual, but why do they grow up to be dull, lifeless, and live like a machine? Because they are educated and raised to have ambition and purpose. And once life enters the future, it will wander away from the here and now, but the future is illusory, only the here and now is real and alive, and the here and now is the only soil for life and spirituality. When a person digs himself out of this soil, his spiritual life soon withers and dies.

Perhaps one day when his life came to an end, and he died in the deep sleep of a polar night, he really turned into an eternal floating island, and the thick dust on his back gradually deposited into rocks, and the seeds that came with the wind took root and sprouted on it, and grew into flowers and trees, which is really a happy thing to think.

The day was slowly approaching, and the surrounding area was even colder. The fog rolled around on the ground like a cloud of cloudy smoke. The grass was wet, and the paths and low-lying areas were filled with muddy water. The stench, rotten wind carried the damp air, whining and moaning, and blew listlessly all the way.

Slowly, the memory of the cold smoke and rain of the years, leisurely, penetrating the back of the hand, sprinkled with acacia, impregnating a city of barrenness. Whose years have been messed up by that splashing trill? In the mist and rain, whose love affair has been lost?

Spring, spring in the mountains. First of all, the snow on the slope of the rising sun is melting, slowly revealing the yellow-black earth, the snow moistens the soil, soaks the hawthorn of last year, and the roots of the grass that have been hibernated by the snow wake up and come back to life, and gradually stubbornly push away the old hawthorn rotten leaves, and grow hard. At the same time, the seeds of plants and trees that have been sown by the wind in the autumn of previous years are also wrapped in wet soil, and they are planting roots and fighting for their lives.

The ground trembled violently, and the surrounding rocks fell one after another, and the astrolabe bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, illuminating the entire ghost royal family throughout. In the air, an unpleasant smell of blood came to the nostrils, and the strong smell almost made one think that one was immersed in a sea of blood.

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