"Yunmeng, why do you want me to make a promise, to you I'm just a weak person, you can kill me?"

"Kill one of you, and the descendants, the calamity that is coming cannot be avoided, as long as it is in this sky, who can hide from it?" Yun Meng looked at the sky in confusion, looking so helpless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For some reason, looking at the loving appearance, Pentium had a feeling of embracing her into his arms and caring for her life, but looking at the dry skeleton, the feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. He believes that as long as it is a normal person, no one has such a heavy appetite, hugging a skeleton, right?

"After the mountain ahead, it is the realm of Taishan Academy, where are you going to get off the sedan chair?"

"Get off the sedan near the servant manor at Tarzan Academy, I'm going to find someone there. ”

"Okay, when did you go to the Dream Forest, remember to go and sit with me!" Yun Meng's face was a little expectant, like a girlish tenderness, which attracted people's hearts and made people have to indulge in it.

Why does this female ghost value me so much, is there anything I have to do with the curse of the heavens? Pentium has countless questions in his heart, but how can Yun Meng tell him the reason, he can only keep the questions in his heart and find the answers himself in the future?

Leaning lightly on the sedan chair, galloping up at the snowflakes flying in the sky, there is a feeling of dreaming in my heart. In this battle, it is very far-fetched to win, if it is not for Yunmeng's help, it is only himself who is afraid of death.

After carefully thinking about every detail, he came to several conclusions, first: his own attack techniques are too small, and he lacks attack power against the enemy; second: his combat experience is too little, and he needs some training; third: he knows too little about different kinds of cultivators, and he still needs to collect more books; fourth: he should prepare a set of golden needles, the use of pine needles will inevitably have defects, it is best to prepare a set of golden needle magic weapons, the kind that can be used for a long time.

In the place where the horses were raised in the brilliant auction house, a woman in a red dress was feeding the horses in the stable, and a hobbled old man walked over, with a smile on his wrinkled face, and said gently: "Little girl, aren't you in Taishan Academy, when did you return to the brilliant auction house to raise horses?"

Zhu Yan heard the words of the visitor, and suddenly felt aggrieved in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything, and shook her head slightly: "Grandpa Quan, I am here to cultivate my mind, and there is nothing else to do." ”

"Grandpa Quan has watched you grow up since childhood, can you still not know what is going on in your heart?" Uncle Quan sighed lightly, picked up a bundle of hay and put it in a manger, and reached out and touched the head of the horse in front of him, and the horse screamed happily, which was in response to him.

"I fell in love with Pentium, and they were all against it. Grandpa Quan, what do you say I should choose, do you want to forget him?" Zhu Yan's face was full of anticipation, hoping to get the support of the old man.

Uncle Quan sighed softly, didn't know who to sigh for, looked at Zhu Yan, and said with a gentle smile: "You are in charge of your own affairs, you can stick to it to the end, and if you can't resist, you will give up, and there are only these two choices in the world." ”

"I understand Grandpa Quan, I will remember what you said today!" Zhu Yan nodded solemnly, with a trace of inexplicable brilliance in her eyes. Since Grandpa Quan didn't object to me, he hoped that this matter would be successful. It seems that Pentium really has something to do with Grandpa Quan, and even the relationship between the two is no less than the status of the brilliant auction house in the hearts of the old man.

These juniors, when can they take a long-term view, Uncle Quan staggered to his thatched house. I told them earlier that what they see with their eyes may not be the truth, or it may be an illusion that has been deliberately concealed.

At the edge of the stable, Ye Buqun's figure was revealed, looking at the old man's figure and shaking his head, I didn't expect Uncle Quan to still meddle in this matter, this is not a good thing, I have to tell Wanting as soon as possible?

This is not a group, the junior's matter, is also so concerned, Uncle Quan shook his head and didn't care about him, some things will happen the more they are blocked, it is better to let it be.

Near Taishan Academy, Ben Teng said goodbye to Yun Meng and headed towards the slave manor at the foot of the mountain. He was going to find Fan Tianlong, and it was better for him to help him find Zhu Yan than to go to Taishan Academy by himself. As for whether the other party can help or not, it can only depend on the will of God.

Hmph, he has no conscience, people have been with him for so long, help him, help him, I haven't seen him so anxious about himself, but he is so anxious to find her, Yun Meng's face was full of displeasure, and he melted into the ground with many skeletons.

Soon after, she reappeared in the same place, looking worriedly at Taishan Academy sitting in the clouds, it is better to stay and wait for him, in case there is unnecessary right and wrong, I can still help him get through the difficulty.

Outside the slave manor, Galloping looked at the familiar place, and there was a sudden feeling in his heart, swords and swords, attacks and killings in the night, those scenes were vaguely yesterday. But everything is wrong, and there is no going back. Whew, his chest rose and fell twice, and he slowly shouted: "An acquaintance once visited, can Brother Fan welcome?"

"Haha, an acquaintance is coming, how can there be a reason to refuse to welcome him!" A young man in a green coat walked out of the door with a hearty laugh, and glanced at Ben Teng with puzzled eyes, dressed so strangely, which acquaintance is this?

"Little brother Pentium, Brother Fan is a noble person who forgets things, and he should not remember!" Pentium smiled lightly, not caring that the other party didn't know him, but praised the other party's nobles, which can be described as putting people on the fire and grilling.

Fan Tianlong is not a stupid person, he laughed, took the galloping hand affectionately and walked into his room, and complained: "Brother came to see the elder brother, why are you dressed like this, are you still afraid that I will not be able to accept your gift?"

This time I changed to a galloping wry smile, Made, there really is no fuel-efficient lamp, and I am really not an opponent at this little end. If the Three Evils may be able to fight here, but unfortunately they are unwilling to follow me? If there are spirits in the Three Evils, they will definitely regret not following the galloping footsteps, otherwise how could they suffer the pain of being cut off in vain?

"Brother Fan, the little brother is so down, I have something to ask for, please help me!" Pentium knew that he was bound to lose, so it was better to tell him directly the purpose of his coming, so as not to make himself more ugly.

Down-and-out, farting, being able to get out of the hands of the Blood Demon, and dare to say that you are down-and-out, only do ghosts believe your nonsense? Fan Tianlong scolded in his heart, but with a faint smile on his face, as if he was listening to a joke.

This bastard, clearly intending to kill, Pentium took off his storage bag and threw it over.

Fan Tianlong took it with a smile and probed carefully, but the more he looked at his face, the more strange it became, with an expression that seemed to be smiling, as if he saw a peerless beauty lying on his bed, happy and painful.

"This is my belongings, believe it or not!" Pentium spread his hands and even stripped naked to prove himself.

Don't take it off, seeing Pentium acting like this, Fan Tianlong stopped it repeatedly, this is repayable, let people see that it doesn't ruin his reputation in his life? He threw the storage bag to Pentium and asked, "Who got the treasure of the Blood Demon, can you tell me one or two?"

Made, I know that you have something to say later, how can Pentium come out of Yunmeng and do that unkind and unrighteous thing? But I can't help but tell the reason, knowing that I am being held hostage by the Blood Knife, there must be many people, and there will definitely be people looking for me to seize the treasure of the Blood Knife in the future?

Yunmeng, you hurt me not shallowly, I got a treasure, but let me carry the black cauldron? For a while, Pentium felt crazy in his heart, and he couldn't wait to fly straight down 3,000 feet, without hitting the south wall and not looking back.

"What, could it be said that the treasure of the Blood Demon was snatched by a master?" Fan Tianlong's face was full of displeasure, don't you feel too lame with this excuse, how can there be such an idle senior to grab the treasure of a junior?

"I said I got it, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!"

"That's it!"

"Made, you're fooling me!"

"It's you who is playing, and you bite me if you don't accept it!"

"Not only will I bite you, but I will whip you with a leather whip......"

Bang bang, ahh......h A burst of children's inappropriate voices reached the outside of the house, causing many slaves to watch.

The world is going down, it's really the world is going down, and the slaves of the slave manor shouted in their hearts, can they be more evil, can they be more crazy, just let that evil picture blind my fascinated eyes, right?