"Yin Wenzi, I don't know if you will die when you see this scene?" Wuwei stared at the entangled two people, gritted his teeth fiercely, and his eyes burned with hatred, and then he laughed madly without warning, "You ruined me, and I abandoned the kite." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Your heir, today I am going to be broken by my apprentice, the way of the Taishang, it's all shit!"

The laughter of Wuwei Daozun filled the entire space, and there were bursts of ripples in the air, and the boundless weak water prison appeared a faint invisible barrier, and the weak water was also shocked by this demonic laughter.

Lin Yu, who was almost devoured by lust, faintly heard the voice.

As long as he responds a little, the beautiful Jiao'e who has fallen into the city and the country will be able to go to the clouds and rain with him.

She was special and he loved it.

Even if she is so profligate at this time, he likes it from the bottom of his heart.

This liking may be a kind of predestination, whether it is time or parting, he firmly believes that it will not change.

He has always understood his heart, but he is willing to face the problem.

It is precisely because he likes that there are some things that he cannot do.

So, the boy who was almost sunk took out a short sword, plunged it into his palm, and nailed it to the dark barrier.

Wuwei's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at this scene in astonishment and confusion.

Although Wuwei in front of him is just a divine soul power, he is an immortal in the realm of heaven and man, Tang Yu has no resistance under him, and has lost all will, and Lin Yu is now just a mortal without mana, how can he have the power to resist in front of his soul dementoring Dafa.

The Taoist frowned, puzzled, seeing that the young man's eyes had regained their clarity, he was even more unwilling, his eyes were condensed, and the power of the soul dementoring method was increased.

The stinging pain allowed Lin Yu to regain his consciousness for a short time, and he hurriedly avoided Tang Yu's attack, turning over and pressing the girl under him.

Although this posture is more ambiguous, he has the initiative, at least he will not be overwhelmed by the girl's attack

However, as Wuwei strengthened the divine power of the dementor, there was a tingling pain in Lin Yu's brain, and his mind was about to fall again.

Through the firelight, Lin Yu stared at Tang Yu's burning eyes, the innocence of the past was gone, but the brightness was still not diminished, compared to it, the dim firelight was pale and weak.

Those eyes, no matter when there are thousands of scenery, no matter when you look at it, you will discover different beauty.

Lin Yu had never looked at those eyes so closely, so seriously, and suddenly he understood!

He remembered the look back at the figure in front of him when he faced Mu Xiuzhu's high-minded questioning.

A glimpse of the frightening is indelible in his heart, not from the bright eyes in front of him.

There is no Tang Gongzi, only lovely people.

Lin Yu smiled slightly, laughing at the girl's naughtiness and his ignorance.

The sword fell into his hand, and he was not afraid, calmly raised the sword, put it on his neck, and then closed his eyes, not daring to look at it more.

The sharp bone sword cut straight through his neck without hindrance.

A red thread as thin as a hair, and then blood slowly oozes out.

Wuwei was stunned as if he had lost his soul, and the laughter and pleasure before suddenly disappeared.

Maybe he hated Kite, hated Yin Wenzi, hated their sect and descendants, but he waited for so long, and what he wanted to see was not such a scene.

He waited for 10,000 years, waiting for a disciple of Jianxi to discover the essay he left behind, waiting for someone who looked like him to enter this world and get the opportunity he had already arranged.

This teenager is excellent, and he is the best choice anyway.

Ten thousand years ago, he did not pass on, because no one could enter his eyes, and ten thousand years later, whether there was such a person, he was even more uncertain.

If you want to evaluate Lin Yu's qualifications, most people will say that they are mediocre, and Hou Xu is not even general, while Wuwei Daozun thinks it is wonderful.

Perhaps, as Tang Yu said: No one has ever been to the other side, so how to comment on which is better or worse, and who is more suitable than whom.

For Wuwei, Lin Yu is extremely talented, and those who claim to be geniuses are just mediocre talents who deceive the world and steal fame.

From the moment Lin Yu stepped into the small world, he paid close attention, and everything went according to his plan.

Ten thousand years, even if he once had been obsessed with hatred, but time has already diluted everything, compared to these, looking for a successor who is like him "inaction" is the meaning of his existence here.

Finally, after 10,000 years, he waited for the boy.

Even when he confused Tang Yu and Lin Yu's dual cultivation, his original intention was to use the girl's special physique to recast Lin Yu's cultivation and open the road of true cultivation, rather than completely for selfishness.

But he never imagined that Lin Yu would be so strong, and he would rather die than obey.

Wuwei's heart is dripping blood, Rao is that he has lived for so long, and he can't understand why the young man did this, it's a pervert!

He did not force the boy to mate with a sow, but a beautiful girl, just like the kite in his heart, he thought that there would never be another girl in the world who was as beautiful as it.

The suddenness and decisiveness of the young man gave Wuwei no time to react at all, he knew that this was the case, what kind of profoundness did he pretend, even if he begged, he wanted Lin Yu to be good.

If the Wuwei deity is there, there are naturally 10,000 ways to save the boy, but now with a wisp of divine soul, there is nothing to do.

"Alas......" Wuwei sighed heavily, and the person grew old in an instant.

The blood flowed down the sword, dripping on the weak water, and also dripping on the heart of Wuwei Dao Venerable.

Tick - Tick -

Like a spring hitting a moss-stained bluestone, it is clear and irregular, and the time is long......

Lin Yu did not fall, and a few streamers appeared in the dim space.

Then the more and more, surround Lin Yu.

The boy thought that wiping his neck was the fastest and most direct way to die, with less pain.

The pain reached its peak, and it did reach the fastest speed, but his consciousness did not die, and he saw the streamer, which was the third time he had seen such a scene.

So the pain from the peak to the disappearance is a long process.

The streamer repaired his wounds, and he didn't die.

Wuwei looked at this scene in shock, was amazed, grinned, and actually laughed heartily.

"Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me!" Wu Wei shouted loudly.

Even with his knowledge, he thought for a moment before thinking of the source of the streamer, he smiled heartily, and then with a slap of his right hand, Lin Yu's chest robe bulged, and then the Pisces jade pendant inside flew into his hand.

The streamer still kept emerging from the Pisces jade pendant, and Wu Wei held the warm white jade, very relieved.

"Holy Jade, it's really Holy Jade, that old guy who didn't cultivate still lost to me after all, hahaha......" Wuwei laughed out loud inexplicably.

I saw Wu Wei open his palm, let the Pisces Jade float to the top of Lin Yu's head, and then injected a few divine powers, and suddenly all the streamers converged into the jade pendant, and then a burst of rain fell.

In an instant, Lin Yu's injuries were completely recovered, not only did there be no trace on his neck, but the injuries left by the previous fight also recovered.

It seems that Wuwei saved himself, Lin Yu was puzzled.

"Boy, do as I say, it's important to you!"