Chapter 112: Full Garden

"Cough cough cough ......" coughed violently, accompanied by the continuous rise and fall of the chest, the fishy hot turbidity slowly spit out of Wu Yan's mouth, and with a sharp sip, Wu Badao raised his head and looked into the distance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the sun sets, it is still full of wind and sand, and in the barren grassland, a figure is pacing, plain clothes and green shirts, the wind is light and light, and a soft smile ripples on the faces of the people who come, reflecting Wu Yan's war-torn face, the two know each other and smile, everything is in plain sight.

"You're here!"

"Well, here we are!"

"Why did you come?" Wu Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes at the calm of the people who came, looking left and right at the ruins of Zhou Qian, and after a long time, he complained angrily: "Lao Tzu is going to be beaten to death, you just came, it's too special and not enough brothers!"

"Hehe!" The person opposite Wu Yan was Liu Bai, hearing Wu Yan's words, Liu Chen smiled helplessly, twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed: "I said old man, don't you talk nonsense with your eyes open, a reptile with only half a life left, can also beat you to death? Unless his own figure is still there, otherwise, three or five more small worms are not your opponent!"

"Niang Xipi's!" Wu Yan grinned, patting his lower abdomen, and while throwing the ball of light in his hand in front of Liu Bai and said, "I like to hear what you say, if you praise me a few more words, I will give this thing to your grandson!"

"Tut-tut!" staring at the ball of light carefully for a moment, the corners of Liu Bai's eyes flashed, and he immediately smiled and said: "Wu Badao is really domineering enough, not only to kill people, but also to refine people in such a short period of time, tsk, Liu is really convinced!"

"Not to mention, when it comes to robbing houses, you Liu Bai can't catch up with me even if you ride the Wind Beast!" Wu Yan played with the ball of light refined by the remnant soul of the demon saint, and joked to Liu Bai with a chuckle: "Horses are abundant under the snowy mountain, we didn't play with them when we were young! This is the remnant soul of the saint, no matter what you say, it carries the law of the saint, when I saw the reptile for the first time, I thought about how to refine it! hahahaha!"

"Hmm!" Liu Bai's smile was still the same, but he was noncommittal about Wu Yan's jokes, and slowly turned around, his gaze fell on the golden dragon in the sky again.

"Well, do you want it?"

"Love gives, don't pull down!"

"Hey!" Wu Yan pinched the ball of light, stood beside Liu Bai with a hateful expression, stared at the golden dragon for a long time, he said with a sad face: "Liu Bai, why do you say I hate it so much!"

"Huh!"

On the whole field, there have been snowflakes fluttering, it was early spring, but the season of recovery of all things but because of the snow in the far north soaring into the sky, began to become deserted, the people on the grassland, with different thoughts, raised their heads, the fall of the remnant soul of the demon saint, has already shocked everyone's minds, people began to re-examine the strength of the legendary masters, the so-called Tianji Bang, finally at the moment when Wu Yan tore the remnant soul of the demon saint, it became a big joke.

The strange scene continued, the golden dragon carried the god king soaring in the sky, and people were able to see a huge siphon from the front of the golden dragon, like a giant whale sucking water, this golden dragon has been greedily absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

Even though the vitality seemed to be very majestic, under the continuous guidance of His Majesty the God King, the golden dragon was very comfortable to absorb.

The snow has been drifting, but within a radius of dozens of zhang around Liu Bai and Wu Yan, except for the scorched earth and scorching heat, there is no crystal in sight, as everyone knows, Liu Bai's father fell on a snowy night, so Liu Bai didn't love snow in his life, and he didn't see snow drifting anywhere he walked......

Under the instructions of Beigong Xu, the golden dragon wandered to the top of Liu Bai's head, the current golden dragon is the will dominated by Liu Chen, and the moment they saw Liu Bai, everyone felt the resistance from the golden dragon.

This kind of resistance obviously made Liu Bai very unhappy, and his expression gradually turned cold, and even Wu Yan began to frown.

Fortunately, with the support of Beigong Xu's breath, Liu Chen was able to resist the power from Liu Bai, and one man and one dragon confronted each other like this, and the dull wheezing sound filled the entire wasteland.

"Why do I see hatred in your eyes?"

"You deserve it!" Jin Long opened his mouth, slowing down the absorption of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi slightly, and listening to Liu Bai's questioning, he blurted out: "You don't like snow, it's because of that sad trace of family affection in your heart, but why do you have to bear the strong wind and baptism rainstorm, have you forgotten that it was also a rainy night?"

"I don't want to explain too much to you, because of your ignorance, you will never understand what love is, true love!" Liu Bai sneered and raised his hand gently, "Such resentment, such you, you will never become a real strong person in your life!"

"Strong? The golden dragon said slowly, his tone mixed with sarcasm, "I am powerful, you will never understand, just like me looking down on you, no resentment, no complaints, only pity!"

"Pity! it's good...... The huge dragon head was close in front of him, Liu Bai's hands trembled a little, and the hands that stood proudly between heaven and earth with swords trembled a little...... After a long time, he gently stroked the tip of the dragon's nose, and said with a smile: "I will live to witness your strength, I hope that when that day comes, you will not feel that you have lived too ignorant in the first half of your life!"

Turning around, Liu Bai, who was lonely in his back, gradually walked into the snowy evening in the distance......

"Sword Saint Liu Bai!" The loud dragon chant spread throughout the Demon Saint Realm, and everyone heard that clear and firm voice, "Twenty years later, you can dare to fight me in Bauhinia Mountain!"

"In whose name?" In the snowstorm, Liu Bai turned around and smiled.

"Fancheng Ranger, Liu Chen!"

"Okay!" The wind howled, the snow fluttered, and countless people heard Liu Bai's proud and insipid response: "Twenty years later, the old man is waiting for you in Bauhinia Mountain!"

Just like in the Taishi years, Liu Zangbing, who stood on the highest peak of the sword platform, proudly held his sword and shouted, "Martial God Lu Xiu, dare to fight with me!"

The young King of Canglan finally drew his sword again, to fight, to fight, to win his own pinnacle throne......

"Hahahaha!" Liu Bai's wild and uninhibited laughter echoed between the heavens and the earth, how many years have passed, and finally there is such a person, who dares to shout the cry of duel in front of him, this moment, not too late, not early, came just in time!

"Roar!" Liu Bai's figure has disappeared, and the golden dragon's swallowing has also reached the node, in front of Wu Yan, the golden dragon suddenly roared, and then hovered straight up, located at the highest place, it stood still, looking down on the world like a world, the vast coercion, so that the grass stiffened its waist, and the flying snow stopped falling......

"The garden can't be closed in spring, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall!"

On the scorched earth ruins, a wild flower suddenly bloomed, the flower faced the strong wind, proudly opened its petals, and then, one flower, one after another, in an instant, the wasteland ushered in spring, the wind stopped, the snow paused, the gray sky suddenly appeared half a bright moon, silver light sprinkled all over the wasteland, when the starlight was dotted, countless flowers bloomed on the wild grassland, the flowers and plants were tenacious, endless......

Ask the third sword of the Nine Swords of Water - Living!(To be continued.) )