[PS: Thanks to the brothers' red envelopes, dozens of oceans have been opened, wow!]

"Zhao Yuan, I know that you can't sleep. "Tomorrow get into Zhao Yuan's blanket.

"Hmm. ”

"I'm ready. Tomorrow unfolded a pair of jade arms, hugged Zhao Yuan, the full mountain peak was close to Zhao Yuan's chest, and then, attached to the ear and whispered in Zhao Yuan's ear.

"What are you ready?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.

"You...... You're dead! I'm ...... I'm ready to ...... All right...... "......Tomorrow pinched Zhao Yuan, looking shy.

"I'm not ready. ”

Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly, he just thought of Wan Ling'er, there is still the mood and tomorrow.

"You...... Zhao Yuan, I'm not as good as Wan Ling'er, you?" Tomorrow grabbed Zhao Yuan's ears, lowered his voice, and looked at Zhao Yuan with an angry face.

"Wan Ling'er won't pull my ears or poke my forehead. Zhao Yuan hugged Tomorrow's slender waist and sighed.

"Okay, I won't pull your ears or poke you, it's always good!"

"Thank you. ”

"Then are you ready now?" Tomorrow gently stroked Zhao Yuan's face with both hands, extremely gentle.

"Nope. ”

"You...... You...... I'm...... Zhao Yuan, can't you forget that fox spirit!" Tomorrow turned over and pressed on Zhao Yuan's body, looking at Zhao Yuan with an angry face.

"She's not a vixen. Zhao Yuan frowned and stared at tomorrow.

"Believe it or not, I'll cut off your dog's head right now!" Tomorrow gritted her teeth, and with a move of her hand, the flying sword appeared out of thin air and held it in her hand.

"Wan Ling'er won't cut off my dog's head at every turn. ”

"You...... You...... I...... You ......" Ming was incoherent and speechless, suddenly put away his long sword, and plunged into Zhao Yuan's arms and cried.

"Tomorrow, I'm really not in the mood today. Zhao Yuan hugged tomorrow.

"I went to sleep. Tomorrow got up and wiped a handful of tears with his sleeve.

"Go ahead, get some more sleep, recuperate, and when you steal weapons at night, you have to hurry. ”

"Hmm. ”

After wiping away his tears tomorrow, he glanced at Zhao Yuan and gently returned to the tent.

Zhao Yuan could feel that she was still sobbing quietly tomorrow, and she seemed to be extremely sad.

Glancing at the bright sunshine outside the cave, Zhao Yuan sighed, he never regarded himself as a righteous gentleman, he was born in a famous family, when he was only sixteen years old, he had already read countless women, he was a man of flesh and blood, a normal man who needed women, but he had no way to be happy with another woman when he was thinking about Wan Ling'er, he couldn't do it.

Perhaps, I can't see Wan Linger in this life.

Perhaps, in this life, he will not be able to avenge the blood and hatred.

Perhaps, he will be stabbed to death by the moody tomorrow's sword in his sleep.

......

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan felt so tired and tired.

The once prosperous Zhao family is now the only one with him, and he is burdened with too many responsibilities. Revenge is easier said than done. At this time, Zhao Yuan already had some preliminary understanding of the list of wicked people, and he already knew how the top fifty of the list of evildoers were against the sky.

According to what Mingyue said tomorrow, even a master of cultivation like Wan Ziyu can't compete with the top 50 on the list of wicked, even if he is a 200-year-old master of Suxin, in terms of strength, he can only compete with about 50 masters on the list of evildoers......

......

If you can stay awake for a while, maybe it's a relief.

No!

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

In this world, no one can stop him from taking revenge, no, a year is not ten years, ten years is not a hundred years, even if he is poor all his life, he must avenge the sea of blood!

That black-faced god is also an ordinary human being, he is not a cultivator, he can easily kill a cultivator, what can't I do!

The black-faced gods can, I can, what's more, I have one more advantage than him, I have aura!

Nimbus!

A raging flame burned in Zhao Yuan's eyes, and that flame, like the fire of hell, could burn everything.

The two auras in Zhao Yuan's body are still nonexistent, occasionally becoming condensed, and even tangible and substantial, but more often, it is very weak, with Zhao Yuan's acceleration of the cultivation of "speed", the speed at which he consumes the aura is getting faster and faster, every time he cultivates "speed", he reaches a critical point, he must stop, Zhao Yuan is worried that the precious aura will suddenly disappear.

That faint aura was all Zhao Yuan's hope, and he took care of it carefully, for fear of an accident.

At one point, Zhao Yuan tried to give up cultivating "Ten Thousand Enemies", and then focused on cultivating those two hard-won aura, but he couldn't find a way to cultivate aura, and once he stopped cultivating "Ten Thousand Enemies", although those two auras would become stable, there would be no condensation and tangible and qualitative feeling, and after careful consideration, Zhao Yuan still decided to continue to practice "Ten Thousand Enemies".

Before he couldn't find a better way to cultivate, "Ten Thousand Enemies" was the only secret to Zhao Yuan's cultivation that could strengthen him, and the effects were gradually being reflected, even if those effects were not the aura that Zhao Yuan expected, but it was better than nothing.

Zhao Yuan had no choice.

Now, Zhao Yuan's path to cultivation is getting slimmer and slimmer.

According to Su Xin Shitai, if he wants to cultivate the truth, he must have a cultivator above the level of scattered immortals to be able to rebuild the foundation for him, there is no doubt that this is an impossible task for Zhao Yuan, if Zhao Yuan can find a scattered immortal to build a foundation for him, he will not have to cultivate hard by himself at all, because, there should be no problem for the scattered immortals to kill Huatoutuo.

As for the cultivation realm, Zhao Yuan still seems to understand whether he understands or not, and he is extremely confused about the level division of some cultivators, and he doesn't even know how to distinguish between Wan Ziyu and Su Xin Shitai.

Now, because of the relationship between the Wan family, Zhao Yuan was fortunate to know the person who cultivated the truth, but it can be guessed from the words of Su Xin Shitai that people like Wan Ziyu and Su Xin Shitai are cultivators who are nothing in the cultivation world, otherwise, there will not be a situation where Liu Xiaotian will make the Wanjia family jump.

In front of the real powerhouse, whether it is Wan Ziyu or Su Xin Shitai, they are all vulnerable.

Perhaps, the black-faced god and the willow Xiaotian have a fight.

Between his thoughts, Zhao Yuan fell asleep, he didn't know what to do, he kept watching in the tent tomorrow, and in tomorrow's opinion, he had been thinking about Wan Ling'er.

Tomorrow there is a sense of crisis.

Only since leaving Wanjia, she thought that she would be at ease tomorrow, but today, she found out that Zhao Yuan had not forgotten Wan Ling'er at all, even if it was a small Dan Fu, he would see things and think about people, and even ignore the existence of her and Mingyue.

I'm going to win you, I'm going to make you kneel in front of me and lick your toes, and then beg me, beg me......

There is still a long way to go!

Tomorrow is also a burst of cranky thoughts, but her self-healing function is extremely strong, and after just a while, she becomes full of confidence, vowing to defeat Wan Ling'er mentally and physically.

As Mingyue said, tomorrow's person has a big temper, comes and goes quickly, the two sisters used to draw knives against each other, but at night they slept in another bed, and in the morning they were reconciled as before, and the unhappy and unhappy forgot all about it.

No words for a day.

When it was almost dark, Tomorrow Qing took off his sword, urged the spirit cover, and took the three of them to find a secluded place to fly at a low altitude.

The best way to beware of people on the ground is not to fly as high as possible, the best way to fly is to fly at a low altitude, the higher you fly, the easier it is to be detected. Of course, this means that when you are on the ground, if you just avoid mortals, the higher you fly, the harder it will be to detect.