The Son of Heaven looked at everyone with an embarrassed expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The poems and books with frosty faces are also frowning.

"It's okay!"

When the Son of Heaven ascended, it was like suffering from a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and his hands were clenched into fists, and there was a sense of helplessness that everyone was drunk and I was awake.

Hurriedly jumped out and said, "You woman is not short-sighted, Xiao Hai just touched the cultivation, and you used this foreign object to give it to him." A practitioner's own cultivation is the right path, and you are misleading people's children by doing so. "The face is righteous and awe-inspiring.

"You..." Zhenshu pointed at the Son of Heaven with a look of anger, but the words of the Son of Heaven were quite reasonable, and he couldn't say anything to refute them.

Seeing that Shishu actually looked at himself at this moment, the Son of Heaven was like being beaten with chicken blood, and his chest straightened and said: "I'm afraid that Xiaohai is pinning his hopes on external things, which is not conducive to Daoxin." I have worked hard to develop this white tiger into such an appearance, and I have my own intentions. And you know the truth. ”

Shi Xiaohai pondered that cultivation could not borrow external forces, but it was true. But the temperament of the Son of Heaven is unknown to others, but he is like a mirror in his heart. When these words came out of his mouth, there was something strange about it.

I was disdainful in my heart, but I didn't dare to offend this invincible ancestor in the world, so I could only stand and listen honestly.

"Hmph!" Zhen Shuden crossed her hands on her hips and turned her head to snort coldly.

"Then what do you want?" has always been a mantra and others are not the same world's doctors, and at this moment, I don't know how to say it, and the tone is quite unkind.

The Son of Heaven saw that the doctor who was detouring the gods and ghosts made a sound, and his momentum was like two points, and he saw that the poems and books were looking at himself intently at the moment, and his eyes were looking forward to it. The Son of Heaven was heartbroken, gritted his teeth and said to Shi Xiaohai with an angry face: "Xiaohai, your Brother Tianzi is strict with you, are you resentful?"

Shi Xiaohai was inexplicable, and said in his heart, what does it matter to me that you pick up girls? Why did you deceive me. But he only complained, and hurriedly bowed down: "The Son of Heaven is afraid that Xiaohai will go astray, and Xiaohai knows." ”

Although the two of them are called brothers, the most particular old master Xing was present, and Shi Xiaohai followed the rules and etiquette.

Seeing that Shi Xiaohai was quite cooperative, the Son of Heaven felt that his face was bright. From time to time, I peeked at my poetry book, but my heart was entangled, and I was silent for a long time.

Everyone was already impatient, and the eyes of this poetry book were dark, and it was obvious that they lacked interest.

The beauty frowned, this is okay!

The Son of Heaven's fists tightened, and he actually put his nails into the flesh, as if he had made a life-and-death decision in his heart.

"Xiaohai, you remember, your brother Tianzi entrusted you. The Son of Heaven said with a faint threat in his eyes.

"Entrustment?" Shi Xiaohai wondered in his heart, since he snatched his white tiger, this product has avoided himself all day long, it is rare to see it once a year, where is there any entrustment? Even if there is, I'm afraid it can't be matched with the word entrustment, right? It should be directly said that it is coercion!

After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a reason, Shi Xiaohai looked thoughtful.

"Do you remember, when you first entered the mountain gate, I told you?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the Son of Heaven felt a little unable to get off the stage, and his face turned dark.

"When you first came in?"

Shi Xiaohai's mind lit up, and he immediately understood. I'm afraid it's the calligraphy and painting of the ancestor of the poet and calligrapher. When I went to ask for a painting, the poet and calligrapher drew the eyes of the tiger, although the Son of Heaven robbed the white tiger, but it was also a little deviated from his original promise.

I secretly hate the Son of Heaven for being so narrow-minded, it's really shameless. But he didn't dare to offend him in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "Xiao Hai will definitely live up to the instructions of his ancestors." ’

The Son of Heaven saw that Shi Xiaohai was quite respectful and obedient, and the distortion in his heart was a little lower. I secretly said in my heart: "It's okay...."

"Xiaohai, the sea is wide open, and the mud pill is concentrated. ”

Seeing the appearance of the Son of Heaven like this, he was shocked. I thought that this was the first time in three years that I had seen this cynical and extremely unreliable Son of Heaven like this, and I didn't dare to be careless at the moment, so I hurriedly opened the sea of knowledge and condensed the mud pill.

"Hiss..." I saw the Son of Heaven pinching the magic trick with both hands, and his whole body twitched, as if he was suffering great pain.

"Heaven and earth are just open, all things inherit the spirit!Urgent as a law!" As soon as the decree came out, I saw a purple gas the size of a little finger drill out of the center of his eyebrows, and this purple gas was extremely unstable at the center of his eyebrows, sometimes collapsing and sometimes condensing.

Everyone's faces were solemn, and they saw the Son of Heaven's magic trick lead, and this purple gas was like a living thing following his magic trick straight to the center of Shi Xiaohai's eyebrows.

The purple gas was like a flying dragon entering the sea, and it suddenly sank into the center of Shi Xiaohai's eyebrows.

Shi Xiaohai was shocked, as if he had something more in the dark, but there was nothing under the sweep of his divine sense, and he was puzzled, but he didn't know that it was a bad thing.

The Son of Heaven's smart eyes seemed to have dimmed a little at this moment, his face was pale, and his body was a little fluttering. When Shi Xiaohai saw the Son of Heaven like this, he already understood that the purple qi must be very important, and this small one actually hurt the vitality of the Son of Heaven. Hurriedly bowed down and thanked him: "Thank you to the ancestor of the Son of Heaven, Xiaohai will definitely live up to the entrustment of the ancestor." ”

Seeing that the Son of Heaven was a little frivolous at the moment, this poetry book was about to go up to help him. Suddenly, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, and took back his outstretched hands. He glanced at the doctor who was also full of solemnity.

The Son of Heaven didn't notice the fluttering of Shishu's eyes, and when he saw Shishu raise his hand and put it down, he hated it in his heart, and just wanted to die headlong. I secretly hate why I was so stingy just now, this is less than one-tenth, if I give two more points, I am afraid that I will be able to faint at this moment, and I will definitely be able to lie in the arms of the beautiful woman.

Shi Xiaohai looked at this inadvertent insignificance, and secretly said in his heart that it was complicated and tight, and he must avoid it.

"Xiaohai, it's time. This piece of walking is for you to put away. but it is a decree for you to walk through the gates of the mountain. “

"And this decree is related to the trace of the mountain lord, if it is within a thousand miles of the mountain lord, this token will have a fever omen, you must remember!"

"And if you want to come back, Myoku Mountain is wandering everywhere without a trace, and only this decree can be sensed within a thousand miles. ”

Old Master Xing solemnly explained.

Shi Xiaohai looked at the dark decree and said coldly. The nine lifelike peaks on it are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the four seal characters are "walking in the sky". The town weighed it away.

"At this moment, we are above the Wulin, only eight hundred miles away from the pagoda village. It's a buffer zone between the desolate and the Central Plains, so go home and take a look. At this moment, Old Master Xing's fingers flickered, and he pinched between his fingers.

Shi Xiaohai had tears in his eyes, and put the token on his waist, although Old Master Xing taught strictly, he also knew that he had not gone home for three years, and he was already thinking about it so carefully, and he said in a choked voice at the moment: "Yes, Xiaohai is gone, all the ancestors take care." ”。

He didn't dare to raise his head, but turned around and walked towards the wide open iron gate.

"Xiao Hai, remember! Whatever you lose, don't lose yourself!" Old Master Xing's voice was righteous and awe-inspiring.

At this moment, Shi Xiaohai couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, turned around, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully. Without looking back, he jumped down from the gate at a rapid pace.