There are legends that such miracles should not exist, and they were removed by the supreme immortal realm with great power, and they cannot belong to the mortal world; Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 In short, all kinds of mysterious speculations have been passed down through the ages, and no one has been able to say for sure, but the result is that since then, the parallel flow of the three rivers has become a swan song.

Boom!

A large pit in the shape of a man soon appeared on the ground, and there was no second one, only a deep pit in the shape of a large character.

Phew-Bah-Bah!

That bastard was on the back of the master, crushing Lao Tzu to death-Yunxiao spit out the debris in his mouth vigorously: It's really dying, it's so heavy--! Yunxiao wondered. Raise your head vigorously, trying to push away what is behind you.

Hmm-what is this, still listening soft, like a steamed bun, Yunxiao held the object in his hand, and was reluctant to let go.

Are we in hell? Are we already being crushed to death? I didn't expect to be killed by a fall, the death must be ugly! It must have become a puddle of flesh -- the little Lori didn't know that something of her was being held in the palm of a pervert; this would make the little Lori still struggle with whether her death was ugly or not.

-Hey, can the beautiful woman go down, I'll take you to see that your body that has become a meatloaf is not good, but before that, can you go down from my corpse first---Yunxiao gritted his teeth and couldn't help but exert himself on his palm.

Something was biting me—something was biting my ass—little Lori jumped up suddenly, and her little feet stepped on Yunxiao's waist a few times, and jumped up and down all at once.

You're going to murder you! Yunxiao screamed, and there were two feet on his waist and eyes, and he was always known to be a beautiful woman who was willing to wear boots with heels on her feet, and little Lori was no exception.

Ahh

Why is the little master so unlucky! How can I meet some nonsensical people, I really forgot to look at my luggage when I went out; Yunxiao grabbed the edge of the pit with difficulty and staggered out, a face like a ghost painting, generally pitch black and snow-white, and the slag fell straight down when the wind blew.

It's no wonder that little Lori is shouting ghosts or something.

-What's the howl!It's me, master---I'm it's me--I'm not angry.,Originally I don't know how high it is.,It's miserable enough to fall from a place where I don't know how high.,Even if Yunxiao's body is almost not broken into a meat pie;After being smashed by a little Lori.,Ten percent of the bones of the body were also broken by thirty percent.,Fortunately, it didn't hurt the five organs.,With Yunxiao's body, it can recover quickly.。

- Where is this? Yunxiao looked up at the dark sky, and it was so beautiful and magical, and the three great rivers roared and roared in his ears, as if they were endless, and they wanted to vent their boundless anger.

--Isn't it hell?Why don't you see the bull head and horse noodles!What do they look like?And the king of Hades or something! Little Lori blinked with big eyes, a bitter little face, and a small hand rubbed her **** vigorously, where the "bite" just now was a little painful, and a little crispy and numb.

As for you, I don't know! Yun Xiao said with a smile, running the nameless Xuan Gong in his body, the qi and blood all over his body flowed, and the broken bones were quickly connected and reset, and new flesh sprouts grew.

The physical body recovered, and Yunxiao finally had some confidence in his heart, plus although this place was weird, there was no restriction on monks, and Xuangong qi and blood could be used.

- Okay, don't think about it, we're just in a strange place, maybe this is the reincarnation tomb! Yunxiao rubbed Lori's purple hair behind him, and he didn't care about Little Lori's bulging mouth at all, I don't know when Yunxiao actually got used to it;

Ding-dong-ding-dong-buzz-!

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and only a song of mountains and rivers echoed;

I can't write it's a little stuck---Say sorry.,I'm writing tomorrow.,Think about your thoughts!In addition, ask for a collection of recommendations again.,Thank you.。