As soon as the little half-fairy heard this, she was busy collecting her mind, Zhou Yin helped Qin Xinyue to come to the little half-fairy's side, Hua Siqin grasped the pulse of the little half-fairy, and Qin Xinyue said, "Third sister, how is it?"

Hua Siqin let go of her hand and shook her head, "Nothing unusual. ”

Half-Immortal Renxin asked, "Senior, what happened just now?"

Qin Xinyue said: "It's okay, maybe I was wrong, these ten soul sealing needles can be broken by no one in the world." ”

Half Immortal Ren said, "Then what should I do next?"

Qian Duoduo said: "The law of forcing the town to appear." ”

Xiao Banxian didn't dare to show any more breath, and at this moment, he suddenly heard Mo Liunian's voice, "Little Banxian, where are you?"

Mo Liunian was looking for him through the Mixed Yuan Bead, although the body of the little half-immortal was now a cage, but with the power of the Mixed Yuan Bead, it was not difficult to contact the little half-immortal.

The little half-immortal said: "I was imprisoned by my uncle, and they want to break the seal on my body." ”

I thought that the mood fluctuations would be discovered, but Xiao Banxian found that this time Qin Xinyue seemed to feel nothing, perhaps because of the relationship between the mixed yuan beads.

As soon as the words fell, a brutal true power broke into his eight veins, and the little half-immortal suddenly envied Gonggong, he was unconscious, so naturally he would not have pain, and he was so painful that he almost couldn't help but shout.

Because of the Mixed Yuan Bead, Mo Liunian also felt the pain of the little half-immortal, and immediately used his mind to urge the Mixed Yuan Bead, echoing with the white bead of the little half-immortal, the white bead immediately emitted a dazzling white light, and directly turned into a barrier to isolate the true power.

Everyone was shocked, especially Qian Duoduo, he let go of his hand and said in surprise: "Is it a mixed yuan pearl?"

Half-Immortal Renxin looked shocked, "Mixed Yuan Zhu has already recognized the master?"

Qian Duoduo's face sank like water, and said, "Mixed Yuan Zhu Protector, this is even more difficult." ”

The little half-immortal who was surrounded by the light of the mixed yuan bead was comfortable, and he heard Mo Liunian's voice, "Little half-immortal, I don't know how long I can hold on." "Urging white beads with purple beads consumes more than twice as much energy.

Fang Cai's white light was the result of Mo Liunian's urging, and it was not the spontaneous protector of Bai Zhu, and its power was not only greatly reduced, but it was also uncontrollable in time.

Xiao Banxian said: "Xiao Mo, forget it."

Mo Liunian suddenly shouted: "Little Half-Immortal, save me." ”

As soon as the voice fell on the white beads, the light disappeared, no matter how the little half-immortal shouted, he couldn't get any response from Mo Liunian, the little half-immortal didn't know what was going on, but he knew that Mo Liunian must have encountered an accident.

As soon as the light of the white beads disappeared, Qian Duoduo immediately said, "I'll stir up the suppression in his body first." ”

A terrifying true qi was injected into the body of the little half-immortal, and in an unguarded situation, if it weren't for the ten soul suppression needles, the soul of the co-worker would be torn apart immediately.

This kind of soul-tearing pain Xiao Banxian has endured twice, and the pain when receiving the power of the Heavenly Dragon is still better than this, and now that Gonggong's soul dominates her body, he has received much less impact, although Gonggong's soul is sealed by the soul suppression needle, it still convulses in pain.

Such a strong true qi, although it is not as good as a pure monk, is definitely one of the few.

The little half-immortal was worried about Mo Liunian in his heart, and now, he couldn't take care of anything else, forcibly took it away, and returned to his body, Qian Duoduo's method really worked, and the true qi successfully hit the suppression method in his body, and the soul of the little half-immortal had just returned to its place, and he felt a surging force rushing to his heart, as if he was going to crush his heart.

The unreliable thing is that people who are tired of the old and like the new, and who easily forget others. A son-in-law who often doesn't come at night. Six Tibetans are already white-headed. People who are good at lying pretend to help others and take on big things. Double Six, which won the first round. Sixty, seventy and eighty-year-old people felt unwell and passed several days. A boat with an open sail downwind. The sutra is continuous.

Today, I know the original intention of the second master, just for your sincerity, I will remember your name for the time being, and see how you work hard for others and then decide to stay. After seeing that you are sincere and prudent, always abide by the words of the teacher, never slack off in your hard work, and your conduct is excellent, so you are very important, and you have been secretly ordered to investigate you for three or four years. was supposed to come back last month to personally pass on the heart method, and you should have this danger, but his old man delayed it for a month.

He attacked the orthodox ideology to the fullest, saying that the theorists spoke on behalf of heaven and earth, and they really took advantage of it, so their words were providential. In this passage, it is said that 'the theorist himself rejects the joy of life, and pleases it to sit back and watch women suffer.' These words are vicious and powerful, and they refute the ideas of the physicists as if they were devastated. The ink is full of pen and sharp. No one else can look forward to it.

I gently held Yu'er, cautiously, and slowly tried to put it into the nearest pond, but Yu'er stopped me, and said in tears: "The grace of benefiting all things has never been remembered, once it became a flood but left a thousand years of infamy, today's battle, has already seen countless ugly faces, whining pain, rather than returning."

His uncle, who was in charge of the Xianmen clan at a young age, was cold and gloomy all year round. Words and deeds are neither merciful nor willing to accumulate virtue. At this time, although he was trying his best to suppress the superfluous expression, his eyes were terrifyingly bright. The face that is always full of arrogance and ridicule, and the face is full of gloom, as if every place is distinct, and it is difficult to judge whether it is gritting teeth or hating to the bone marrow...... Still ecstatic.

Seeing that he was at a loss, my heart was like a horse running on the plains, easy to let go and difficult to put away, and my body was like a pawn on a chessboard, only advancing and not retreating: "However, Xianggong must not remember what clothes I was wearing." You don't have me in your eyes. It's strange, in the same place, at the same time. Do you remember?" I plucked up the courage to say these unbounded, out-of-the-box things, and saw that Xu Xian was vulnerable—he was like the flying peak in the legend I had heard. One moment to the east, the other to the west, his heart, ah, yes, suddenly has no place to stay, and he does not know whether to stay in the east or in the west.

Although Li Xian's tone was flat, but the inside was full of irresistible domineering, and there was a kind of casual expression, Yan Hong couldn't help but be stunned when she heard it, the corners of her mouth twitched, but she didn't dare to ask any further, she lightly finished dressing for Li Xian, stood aside with her hands down, and kept looking at Li Xian's undeveloped small body with curious eyes, as if she was exploring where Li Xian's obvious changes came from.

Li Xian was also shocked by Wu Meiniang's words, and when he saw that his father had opened the golden mouth, his hanging heart immediately relaxed, and he hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and humbled himself, saying that he didn't dare, but the irrepressible joy on his face unmistakably revealed his surprise thoughts.

Her husband didn't hear it, Mrs. Mo looked like she was about to faint, Ah Ding glanced at Ah Tong several times, Ah Tong hurriedly carried his master out, and there was chaos inside and outside the East Hall. Wei Wuxian saw that the family was finally quiet, and was about to continue inspecting the corpse to determine what the evil was, but he didn't look twice, and another high-pitched scream came from the courtyard through the door.

After a while, it was easy to clear up, and I hurriedly walked downhill. When I saw Yue'er coming from the sea, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten something, stood still, and turned around. The old woman in the hut. She leaned against the door, hugged the flowers, and smiled at me. This same subtle expression, like a gossamer, fluttered and disturbed, and twisted together.

We walked forward under the surprised gazes of the monks. His body was trembling and his steps were staggering. I hesitated and took his arm. He shook his whole body and looked at me, a glimmer of warmth flowing in the twinkle of tears. I smiled, moved closer to his body, and used my young and strong body to hold him and walk forward step by step.

Xiao Bao said in a choking voice, took my hand, and was about to stand up from the ground, his upper body shook a few times, suddenly closed his eyes, bent down, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The lip, which was already pale in color, suddenly lost its blood, and the body had gone straight forward.

Ding Zhaoyi was stunned and watched Emperor Qianwan stride over, and at a glance, he saw Mingde's half-cut arm, his thin fingertips hanging down weakly, no blood at all, so weak that it made people's hearts palpitate. It's as if it's held in the palm of your hand, and it breaks with a slight pinch.

My grandfather's hand moved in the bed, and I reached in and grabbed my grandfather's thin finger in the bed. Grandfather's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see any trouble. But his fingers were moving, the kind that wanted to speak and then stopped. This time I really knew, my grandfather's end was not far off, and he was going to explain something to me.

Mingde grabbed his hand and wanted to push it away, but Emperor Qianwan grabbed his five fingers with one hand and held them in the palm of his hand. The fingertips are delicate and delicate, with a faint red, and it is completely impossible to see that these hands have pulled the bow and pulled the string and pointed the arrow at the wolf, which chilled the vast number of people in the world.

Sometimes the hands are all removed from the strings, an inch away from the strings, as if they are silently looking at each other, and as if they are gasping softly. For a few quiet seconds, the air froze. When it was pressed back on the string, it was touched by a few fingers in turn, as if it were afraid of waking the other person from its deep sleep, and as if it was tiptoeing.

The hosta skillfully served him to lie down, and pulled a thin brocade quilt for him to put on. Seeing that he closed his eyes, he walked out of the inner room with the tray. When Song Han heard her leave, he opened his eyes again, staring at the black tent roof, and his mind echoed what the Marquis of Nabaling said last night, and his heart jumped like a drum.

It was when he was sad and unbearable, he suddenly heard two "pops" in the hall, "pop" and "pop" in a row, like the sound of something falling, Yi Nian hurriedly ran back to the window to look, but saw Ling Xichen A mouthful of purple-red blood sprayed on Chu Wuchen's body, and his palms had not been withdrawn from Chu Wuchen's body, and the person had already fallen in the hall. The Great Elder felt abnormal, and his face was also pale when he withdrew his palms from Chu Wuchen's body.

Even though he was middle-aged, he still exuded masculinity all over his body, and the handsome god-like Xu Xiaoxin stared straight at the covered cup, his fists clenched.

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