Seeing that Zhao Buzhu looked immodest and took the fat man to find a group of beautiful and beautiful sisters and sisters in Yuping Palace, Leng You didn't care, and walked straight to the ancient stone steps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His face was indifferent, lukewarm, but no one came up to be polite, and he was in tune with his heart.

After a while, in front of my eyes, there were three thousand stone steps leading to the main palace square.

Step after order, disappearing in the sea of clouds, vicissitudes, but heavy, mottled, and unique rhyme.

The so-called prosperity ends, the years are like songs, and that's what it says.

Only at this moment, the noisy and chaotic conversations, the shouts and shouts, suddenly all lowered, silent, and one piece.

Silence is better than sound.

Leng Yu turned his head, and the laughter and flattery between the same door, or joy, or frustration, or calmness, or impetuousness...... Take in the eyes.

Life is full of ups and downs, twists and turns, there are joys and sorrows, love or resentment...... There is a blank space in human life, in which the story is determined by oneself, and what is determined is that there is no regret, and there is no regret, and there should be no complaints.

Leng You's mind was in a trance, his mind was confused like a shadow, and for some reason, the sunny day in front of him became darker and darker, and slowly, like night falling on the earth......

The gloom came one after another, lingering, and he was in the crowd, but no matter what, he saw his body, which became more and more unreal.

In the wrong box!

It is incompatible with heaven, earth, people, and things.

Dim as a tide, depressing, a suffocation of death surged, endless, constantly squeezing the chest, as if in this heaven and earth, it should not exist in the first place.

Leng You's heart trembled, a dazed fear spread suddenly through the coldness of despair, his face suddenly became extremely pale, and fine cold sweat broke out, but he still didn't move, just the breeze came and messed up his clothes.

Eventually, the eyes gradually became hollow, as if they had lost their lives, leaving only an empty shell......

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At the end of the main square, the Taixu Hall stands majestically.

Solemn, solemn.

He Yi'an's face did not change, and He Qing'er, who was behind him, felt the eyes of the elders after half a step into the Taixu Palace, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Under this faint suppression, her relaxed and soft expression slowly became serious.

In the Taixu Palace, it is spacious and empty, extremely bright, and the noise below the square can no longer be transmitted at all.

In front of him, several young disciples from the hatred of the sky were on both sides of the red carpet, and at the end, the jade ding real person wearing a purple gold Dao crown and a dark blue Dao robe was sitting precariously, with a calm face that was not angry and arrogant.

There are three middle-aged people sitting on the left side of Yuding Zhenren from the inside to the outside, with different expressions, respectively wearing light brown, fog white, and crimson Liuyun robes, which are the three palaces of the "Heavenly Punishment", "Cangyun" and "Chiming" of the six palaces - Huaizuo Zhenren, Yunhai Zhenren and Chihuo Zhenren.

Huaizuo Zhenren's face was stiff and cold, and his iron face was selfless, but it was also, the Heavenly Punishment Palace was in charge of the punishment precepts, and he was in charge, so he was just and deeply convinced.

On the right side of Yuding Zhenren, a chair inside is empty, and on an ancient fragrant chair outside sits a fairy woman with delicate eyebrows and a light fragrant face, looking no more than twenty-five or sixteen, dressed in white clothes, clean and clean, revealing a faint coldness.

This white-clothed woman who is almost as old as a disciple is the seat of Yuping Palace, Yuqiong Zhenren.

She saw the beautiful He Qing'er walking in, her cold face gradually eased, and the proud fairy posture was like a glacier melting, and she slowly had a little warmth.

He Yi'an and He Qing'er walked through several disciples and walked to the middle, He Yi'an bowed his hand to greet a few people, and He Qing'er also said softly:

"Qing'er has seen the master uncle!" Then he turned to several palace seats and continued: "I have met all the senior uncles and Uncle Yuqiong!"

Several palace seats nodded gently, but their expressions all became a little gloomy, and even the real person of Yuding who was not moving in the wind and thunder also moved slightly, and he lost his mind for a moment.

Yuqiong Zhenren muttered softly, "Like, too similar......"

On the outermost part of the left, Chihuo Zhenren's face was ruddy, but he had a lock of beard, he thought of the past, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, floating a little sad, and sighed: "Senior Sister Yurou left early......"

He Yi'an heard Chihuo Zhenren say this, his face suddenly appeared pale, his hands were lowered, and after his hands were hidden in the long sleeves, his tail fingers trembled uncontrollably.

He finally calmed down, calmly walked to the edge of the empty chair, and sat down slowly.

"Qing'er, come here, uncle!"

Yuqiong got up and raised her jade hand lightly towards He Qing'er, who was gradually at a loss, and her lips opened lightly, as beautiful and beautiful as the hollow valley orchid, which was very contrary to the cold and cold of the past.

"Yes!"

He Qing'er replied softly, looking at Uncle Yuqiong, who was almost as young as her senior sister but had a charming appearance, she felt inexplicably very kind.

Yuqiong Zhenren pulled her lightly and looked at her carefully.

He Qing'er lowered her head slightly, suddenly felt a little hot, and a wisp of shame quietly appeared on her face...... The uncle who suddenly became gentle in front of him actually made her, as a woman, a little tempted.

"Alas......"

Yuqiong Zhenren looked at the gentle and familiar face, sighed lightly, and gently hugged He Qing'er into her arms, with a peerless posture, a little more vicissitudes and a little coolness.

"It's exactly the same as Senior Sister Yurou......"

Hearing Uncle Shi mention her mother again, He Qing'er was stunned, and suddenly her eyes were slightly red, she finally knew why the elders looked a little strange every time they saw her...... It's just because she is too similar to her long-dead mother.

No wonder, my father felt very sorry for himself, but he rarely saw him, and if nothing happened, he would be in the back hall all day long, in the place where he used to stay with his mother.

He Qing'er only felt weakness for a while, her whole body was soft, and her breath gradually became disordered, as if she was pinched and couldn't breathe, and then, the bottom of her heart was like a needle prick, and the kind of heart-piercing grief almost wanted to break her liver and intestines.

He Qing'er suddenly wanted to cry.

She struggled to open her mouth, but didn't make a sound.

"In the blink of an eye, Qing'er has also grown up, it's good......"

Feeling the ups and downs of Qing'er in her arms, Yuqiong really patted her back softly, and the sound was like a breeze blowing through the strings, beautiful and soothing.

Feeling the warmth from Uncle Yuqiong's hand, He Qing'er's agitated mood gradually calmed down, after all, here, there are real people in charge and all the uncles, and behind, there are many senior brothers in the same family.

"Sha, come here, take your Senior Sister Qing'er out for a walk!" Yuqiong Zhenren let go of her lightly and shouted softly to a beautiful female disciple in the hall.

The light eyebrows are like fine willows, the clear eyes are better than the quiet water, the white snow is condensed, and the pearl is dotted with lips.

What a beautiful woman!

Standing quietly with the fairy sword in his left hand, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a cyan light shirt outside the plain white long skirt, and the graceful and slender figure, the green shirt and long skirt could not cover the elegance of the relics independent of the world.

This female disciple is none other than the extremely famous Tianjiao disciple of Yuping Palace, Shui Yunsha, who has cultivated the Taixu Imperial Qi True Technique to the peak of the Qi Deficiency Realm!

Under the dazzling light like a cold fairy in the sky, she was dwarfed, in terms of appearance, maturity, and coldness, less than one in ten thousand, but her indifferent, quiet, and icy heart-like unique temperament could not be covered by mortal dust.

It seems that together with her, you can forget all the boredom, forget all the melancholy, forget all the gloom, and leave behind an incomparable peace, soothing, and spiritual cleansing.

The peerless master spoke, she quietly said yes, and then walked to He Qing'er's side, stretched out a white hand, and said softly: "Senior Sister Qing'er, let's go!"

The eyes are quiet, so natural, quiet, tranquil, dusty...... He Qing'er looked at a beautiful person of her own age, her thin lips and a faint and sincere gentleness, her heart was inexplicably warm, and she also squeezed out a gentle smile and put her hand over.

"Senior Sister Shui. ”

After the two walked out of the main hall, Yuqiong Zhenren sighed lightly, then sat down, and then closed her eyes slightly, and her fairy-like face was cold again, exuding a trace of coldness, a hosta, tied with long green hair, cold, picturesque.

Huai Zuo Zhenren, who was sitting in the innermost part on the left, had a cold and stiff face, as if it was eternal, and he slowly spoke: "The death of the head of Qingxiao and Senior Sister Yurou, I will keep it in mind, if there is a chance in this life, I will give their father and daughter an explanation!"

Huaizuo Zhenren, among the many inheritance disciples of the eighteenth generation of Lihattian, the second person to comprehend the Taixu Dao Realm after the Yuding Zhenren, and the second person to enter the realm of the Divine Void, as the Heavenly Punishment Palace Seat of Lihattian who is in charge of the punishment precepts, he is extremely prestigious among many disciples.

Those in the realm of the Void Dao have long been as calm as water in their hearts, and their joys, sorrows, and joys are invisible, but there are some things that will never be indifferent or forgotten because of them.

The real people of Yunhai and Chihuo on the side listened to it, and they also nodded their heads.

The Yuding Zhenren who was sitting majestically in the middle waved his hand, and the other disciples in the hall immediately bowed their hands respectfully and withdrew from the hall, and the Yuding Zhenren said coldly: "More than ten years ago, the demon of the Shura Hall took advantage of the weakness of the master to make a cruel attack in Yueguan, causing both the master and the junior sister to suffer misfortune, which is really inhumane and inhumane!"

"Alas, in order to avenge the revenge of Qingxiao's head and junior sister, I tried my best, but I only fought with the murderous Demon Venerable, but I couldn't help but ......!"

Hearing that his tone was so weak, Yuding Zhenren said solemnly:

"You juniors don't need to be discouraged, now that my disciples have gradually emerged, in time they will definitely get rid of the demonic path, and seek back a heavenly principle for the master, junior sister, and the righteous path of the world that is in dire straits!"

In addition to the Yuqiong Zhenren who closed his eyes and cultivated his nature, the other three palace seat Huaizuo Zhenren Yunhai Zhenren Chihuo Zhenren, and He Yi'an on the right all groaned for a while, and then nodded slowly.

Chihuo Zhenren patted the armrest of the chair, "Senior Brother in charge is right, now that I am away from the Heavenly Hatred Disciple Tianjiao, I will definitely be prosperous in the future, and I will definitely be able to eradicate those poisonous demons!"

Nine hundred years ago, the tragic war in the northwest greatly damaged the strength of the hateful sky, and now it is only half recovered, but the recent generation of disciples with good qualifications is surprisingly many, and they have defeated the previous dynasties, which also gave several palace seats a little comfort and a ray of hope.

When it came to Tianjiao inside the door, the faces of the palace seats were a little better, and the atmosphere in the hall was no longer depressing, and slowly became relaxed.

Yuding Zhenren nodded, and then said calmly: "The past things are here for the time being, now let's talk about the reincarnation of the ancient treasure of the ancient desert four elephant heaven and earth......

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Huge square, 3,000 stone steps.

The unknown dim scene finally dissipated, and the heavens and the earth became as clear as ever.

The cold and empty eyes slowly regained their vitality, but at this time, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly woke up, and immediately felt a cold sweat all over his body.

"Illusion ......" Leng Yu looked at the clear and clear Siye, his heart was terrified, and there was an indescribable taste, "Resentment gives rise to illusions...... Is it so serious to phage the resentful body......

He wanted to resist, but in the end he was completely helpless, and if he continued like this, he didn't know what kind of changes would happen in the future, could it be that he would never recover......

Leng You's heart was silent.

Alas.

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