The leaves were pierced through with a rod, and he was a little surprised in his heart, and he was about to take off the long pole to give this boy who didn't know whether to live or die to do it again, but he saw that the purple consciousness on the young man's body was immense, and it spewed out, and it looked like a purple moon under the appearance. When he saw such a scene, he was not only surprised, but also a little flustered. Especially the wisps of qi emanating from the young man's body actually felt a little familiar and cordial, just like the old fairy who reached out and touched his chapped bark, not only did he not feel pain, but he was warm and comfortable.

The leaves sighed softly, and for a while he held the harpoon, and he didn't know how to advance or retreat. He just stood there silently.

Li Zhiyu's body meridians and acupoints at the moment, but seeing wisps of purple qi rushing by, compared to the usual feminine stream, flowing around the intestines and through the veins, it is undoubtedly much faster. Every time the true qi comes out, it will pass through the dantian and travel around the purple mansion for thirty-six points, and the true qi can gallop up to the distance of more than zhang.

Since the young man has never practiced martial arts and Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism's method of self-cultivation and qi cultivation, he naturally does not know what his state is at this time, he just feels that this vast purple spirit flows through the acupoints and is comfortable and transparent, like an ocean surrounding it;

Later, when this mighty purple air flowed through the dantian, it was mixed with the wine gas that was originally silent in the dantian qi sea, and the two forces were agitated and contended, and the young man only felt that his body was hot. Under the inward view, the two air currents are like cavalry fighting on the battlefield, and there is a tendency to never die. The internal organs mixed with these two breaths were not only painful, but also burned all over his body, and the young man stretched out his right leg with little strength and kicked it at Ye Qingpiao in front of him.

Seeing his kick, the leaves learned from the car ahead, and their bodies naturally retreated slightly. But before he could retreat to safety, the young man's fluttering kick had already swept through his chest. The leaves only felt a slight shock in their bodies, but they didn't feel anything. When he stretched out his right hand to pinch his head, he felt a lack of strength and pain all over his body. And the place that was swept by the young young Piaopiao was not only a hot pain, but also something that was completely different from the demonic cultivation that he had cultivated for a hundred years. In the words of a scholar, this is: A heroic spirit, why should you be afraid of ghosts and gods.

Confucianism has a sage, whose name is Haoran.

Since the young man kicked the leaves, he was much more comfortable, although he still inevitably fell to the ground, but the depression in his chest for a long time was released, and his whole body was extremely transparent and comfortable. Without waiting to observe the reaction of the leaves at this moment, he took advantage of this opportunity to quickly get up and run towards Zhao Qingrou.

The girl still didn't say a word, didn't say a word, sat still and didn't move, stretching out a silky palm to touch her still hot cheek. She didn't even realize that the boy crawled to her side, if it weren't for the boy reaching out and grabbing the girl's wrist and running, Zhao Qingrou would probably have kept this standing posture.

It wasn't until the boy led her to run four or five paces away, and when he saw that the girl was still passive, that he shouted "Run". Zhao Qingrou calmed down a little when she heard this voice, looked at the young man's blurred face softly, and fled with all her strength. The two ran a little far away from the boundary of Fangcai, and the young man stopped, looking at Zhao Qingrou, who was still in tears in the corners of his eyes at the moment, he was a little overwhelmed. After a long time, the young man said in a slur manner: "Zhao Qingrou, you ......"

Zhao Qingrou heard him speak, and then she came to her senses. She looked at the young man's worried cheeks, tried to squeeze out a smile, and asked a little shyly and with a little reason: "Li Zhiyu, why are you so good to me." Do you know where I come from, do you know my family background, and do you know who I am?" The girl asked many questions in a row, and Li Zhiyu, who had always felt that he was quite agile in thinking, was also a little confused at this moment.

Just as when he used to teach the scriptures, he asked him what is etiquette and what is righteousness. Although the young man knew that self-denial and retribution were benevolent, he hesitated for a long time and still couldn't answer, he felt that such a profound question was not something he could answer, and it was the same now!

The young man touched his head and thought about it for a long time, but still did not have a very appropriate answer. He looked up at the gloomy sky, and remembered the sassy and heroic posture of the falcon he saw her bent arms when he first met her by the brook, the unreasonable and unreasonable galloping of horses in the lonely alleys, the words you bully me in the dusty blacksmith shop, and the soft night of the willow tops on the moon, when she went out to chase her beauty by herself.

When the young man thought of this, he smiled slyly, revealing a look that was very different from his usual shy and old-fashioned, he straightened his chest and looked at the girl's soft cheeks, and said softly: "Because, that day in the plum forest, you didn't let me chase your beauty!"

The girl sneered when she heard this, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked, "Did that monster stab you with a stick just now?"

The boy shook his head. Zhao Qingrou stretched out a palm and gently placed it on the young man's shoulder, revealing a look of recognition that she had never seen before, and said clearly to the young man: "Li Zhiyu, you are really a good person." ”

The young man was stunned when he heard this, what do you mean that I am a good person?

The girl turned her head and walked away, without explaining. Walking no more than a mile, I heard the sound of the leaves laughing again. The leaves smiled softly, gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't chop up this kid today, Lao Tzu will not be a monster who has practiced for a hundred years." ”

The young man heard this foul voice, and he no longer had time to think carefully about the meaning of the girl's words, so he hurriedly grabbed the girl's wrist and ran forward quickly. After taking two steps, a rough voice with a slight fear and surprise sounded all around: "Demon ..... Blame...."

"Kuroko, run!" another voice shouted, and the grass suddenly fell low, apparently caused by someone running away. Wang Jianpeng couldn't run more than two steps, and another cold and eager voice shouted: "What are you running? Lao Tzu has to see the faces of these so-called monsters today." After the pillar finished speaking, he did not retreat, but went straight forward, and because the speed was too fast, he knocked down many branches and leaves of trees along the way.

The young man was holding Zhao Qingrou's wrist and running forward quickly, when he heard the sound of a tree branch, he was frightened and frightened, and his steps were naturally more hurried. I could only hear the wind humming by, and my feet were like a boulder. The young man was panting, his sideburns were covered with sweat, and when he suddenly heard someone speak, he was overjoyed, and while running towards the direction of the pillar, he shouted loudly: "Help, help!"

The pillar heard the young man's loud voice, and his expression was happy, isn't this telling himself the location of the monster? They all say that the monster is a monster and a monster, but my pillar has always been imprisoned in a square area, and I have never been out of the outside world to see the good scenery of the outside world. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of the pillar's mouth, and his feet quickly and quickly walked towards the realm where the cry for help came.

"Pillar, you're fucking dead. Wang Jianpeng shouted loudly at the figure that was walking in the opposite direction of himself. But the pillar is in full swing at the moment, and if he wants to show his skills to convince everyone, how can he take into account Wang Jianpeng's persuasive words. Not only did he not retreat, but he ran forward more and more vigorously. When running to a distance of about 20 zhang, the pillar had not yet approached the monster, and a dark arm pierced through the heart, and the pillar died of anger.

The sunspot was masked at the moment, clasping his wrists with his left and right hands, trying not to make a sound, but such a fear was beyond the reach of man. His stout body was still trembling, and it wasn't until the screams of the pillar came out that Kuroko let out a loud scream and rushed out desperately.

Wang Jianpeng stumbled all the way away, he was worried about the ups and downs of the sunspot's mood and the safety of the pillar, so he had to retreat and leave, telling himself to calm down when he was on the verge of collapse. It wasn't until the screams of the pillar came that Wang Jianpeng was desperate and quickly retreated.

The young man watched the man he didn't know striding over, and his eyes were full of joy. But in the blink of an eye, I saw the leaves fluttering lightly, and took out the man's heart and lungs with one claw and ate them. The young man blamed himself and was terrified, and when he saw that the leaves that seemed to kill the gods were no more than a foot away from him, he did not wait to pull the girl's arm back, but pushed the girl back, but he was facing the leaves.

Leaves took out the pillar with one claw and slung to the heart, he smiled hideously, stretched out his thick arm and tore off the still warm arm of the pillar, took a bite of a piece of meat, and sighed: "Since this world was suppressed by a party of luck ten years ago, it is not until now that I have experienced the feeling of human flesh again." When he had finished speaking, he seemed to be so delicious that he swallowed again, his throat filled with the sound of swallowing.

The young man listened to the words of the leaves, and watched him slowly coming towards him, Rao was already aware of it, and he had to look back a little at this moment, until he remembered the little girl who was still behind him at the moment, he mustered up his courage and stepped forward.

The young man shouted as he walked: "Zhao Qingrou, run, run!" The little girl was no longer silent at the moment, she walked beside the young man in the corridor without grace, looked at the young man's weathered cheeks, and said softly: "I don't like to be reasonable, and I don't like others to reason with me." But Li Zhiyu, I like to listen to you reason with me now. After she finished speaking, she smiled slightly, walked two more steps in front of the young man, took off the string of copper bells on her wrist, and jingled.

The young man, who had always been quite shy, looked at her behavior as if he had been humiliated. He grabbed a handful of loess under his hands with a red face, pinched it and creaked, and for a time he was in a state of competing with the leaves.