Chapter 304: [The dying of life and death] their predecessors
In the past, Xue ngli was in the blast of the wind, and his voice was hoarse and savage. He opened his mouth and closed it again. The throat was rolled several tis. When he spoke, he was obliged to follow it: "The disciple Xue ng, see the master."
Simple and simple eight words, no one can complain for more than ten years.
Xue ng finished this sentence, but I felt that my life was full of mouthpieces. It was a bitter and I couldn’t say a second sentence.
Behind him, i Xuexue said: "Zi Ming, condensate God."
The two ijia brothers in the past life have nothing to change, but they have added a certain amount of stability to their respective eyebrows, and their spiritual power is far better than the original.
"Know your mood is turbulent, but the Spirit can't always be turbulent. I just ca to this world when I saw the youth. If this ti I lose again, your face will be lost in front of you." Go back to God."
"..."
Xue ng is no longer the young man who was ignorant and ignorant. He knew that i Hanxue was right, so even though he had all the disappointnt, he took a deep breath and removed his gaze from Chu Xinning and re-cast it on the side of the step.
"What are you?" Stepping Xianjun blinked extrely dangerously in the squad, "Co on death?"
i Hanxue said: "What happened, he didn't seem to know us."
Chu Yuning said that he was passing by and said: "He has completely lost consciousness. No one can recognize it now."
Xue ng: "..."
If you say that you are just a glimpse of the person who is late in the night, he has already stirred his heart. Then at this mont, he once again heard this familiar voice. This voice, which can only be heard in the dream, Xuen’s tears can no longer bear, and slowly filled his eyes.
How many years have passed?
He didn't dare to look back at those years, he was afraid of a little mory, and the tears would fall without interest.
In fact, the ti for him, too fast and very slow, he still rembers the first year of Chu Yuning's capture, life and death are still unknown. At that ti, he went alone and mourned for help, but perhaps because he was too angry and proud in the past, and he did not care for him.
Later, I finally hoped that the rebel army would gather. He eagerly hoped to rescue the old man in the magic cave earlier, but everyone also suspected that he was scornful and self-satisfied. At that ti, i Hanxue was deployed as a force and was not in the striker. He was alone and could only go up the mountain himself.
What is waiting for him on the mountain? It is the shackles of life and death, the sacred emperor who walks on the wood, and the body of Chu Ningning, which is gradually annihilated with the death of the singer.
It has been almost ten years.
He waited for ten years and beca a corpse. The corpse was broken into ashes in front of him.
The pillar that supported him disappeared. He could only cry like a helpless child, screaming in the ash that was raging.
He was late, and even the armor's sleeves were not touched.
Even, I can’t hear Chu’s late call to him: “Xue ng.”
Later, things beca more horrible.
When the singer died and resurrected, Shi Mingjing revealed the green face and fangs. They opened the door and killed the human beings. For Xue ng, the death of the old friend of the past has changed. When I was a teenager, I was buried in a jar of Du Kang under the laurel tree. When I dig it out, who else can drink with him?
Therefore, Xue ng did not know how much strength he had used. He was able to remove the first sight of the ten-year-old from the late night.
"This ti I finally didn't co late." Xue ngdao, "Master, I will help you."
At this ti, another earthly Xueng arrived with the other two i brothers. Although it is clear that there will be so incredible people after the tears of life and death, they suddenly saw themselves more than ten years later. Still let the three young people be more or less surprised.
Young Xue ngdao: "You...you...?!"
Xueng of the previous life just glanced at him, and there was a glamorous and sadness in his eyes. Then he smiled low and said: "I almost forgot. It turned out that I was like this more than ten years ago."
"..."
"It's so stupid."
The young Xue ng had no head and no brain to be covered with a fool's poke. He still didn't react. The fireball ball of the Emperor's Emperor had already shot down his vest.
Xue ng was sideways. He didn't want to use the snow phoenix, but at this ti he reflexively took out the sacred martial arts and barely attacked the offensive, and then he stepped back. It’s hard to stand firm, and I’m gonna rush to step on the fairy, but I’m stopped by a blue-sworded sword.
i Hanxue of his predecessor stood in front of him and squinted: "Since we are here, we don't have to do it."
i Hanxue also smiled and said to himself ten years ago: "This earthly scorpion is naturally made up by this earthly person. If you don't care for you, i Xianjun is a good man, just in the pri of life, if it is Surrounded by bitterness and enmity, I will be as boring as I am for the rest of my life. How bad it is."
Young plum with snow: "..."
At this ti, the trio of the three-seat lock stepping on Xianjun suddenly trembled fiercely. i Hanxue stopped teasing himself. He imdiately turned his head and said seriously: "No! His strength is much stronger than before!"
Chu night Ningdao: "He has reintegrated a heart in his body."
"!"
Xue ng's efforts to cast spells, the hand veins prominent, he bite his teeth: "We can support the ti is probably shorter than expected - Master, you have to fold back as soon as possible, kill Huabi Nan!"
Chu Jingning has not answered yet, and the young Xue ng asked: "Will Hua Binan? Why is it killing Hua Nan, not killing this... this..."
He didn't know for a mont that he said that the emperor was burning for ink, or sothing else.
Xue ng glanced at himself: "This is the scorpion smashed and can't be killed. But as long as the manipulator behind him dies, he will soon follow the ash." - He paused, barely With one hand, the young Xue ng’s feet imdiately lit up a red and fire formation.
"It's dangerous here. You are still young, you shouldn't suffer from it. Go, go back to the mountain army."
"No! I don't want it! Why do you--hey!"
Despite the struggling youth, Xueng, like the i brothers, was quickly wrapped up by the spiritual butterfly tide that was vacated by the light. The butterfly wave carried three young people and flew toward the front hall, disappearing instantly. not see.
Just after sending away the three little guys, I heard a crisp "K!", i Hanxue changed his face: "The formation is broken, Zi Ming!"
Xue ng slamd the whole body to the direction of the emperor, and he trembled, as if he tried to hold back a beast that was emptied, and the rope on the neck of the beast was about to break.
"Master, go -!"
No need to say Xue ng, Chu night Ning jumped up, his sword eyebrows tightened, looking at Xue ng: "I will return soon. Do not get hurt."
"This sentence is what I said to the Master." Xue ng gritted his teeth. "Reassured, the disciples are not what they are, they can hold them."
He can hold it.
He has been in this world for so many years, and support has beco a habit, and habits have supported him to move on. So many tis have not seen the day, and now I have seen the teacher, he has no reason to hold it.
Chu night sighed and sighed: "I have been alone for so many years, I am sorry..."
The singer is still in the ear, and the people have gone.
Xue ng’s tears finally collapsed.
The man who is not confused for a long ti is not good at crying. Even if the rainstorm is rushing, he will cover him, and he will not cover the slight tremors on his shoulders.
Stepping Xianjun is almost violent in the squad, and the ray of light is like a crack in the Tianchi Lake, showing a fragnted danger! Seeing that he was going to break through the encirclent, but then a red light killed him, tied him tightly, and stepped on the immortal to be more angry, raised a pair of **** red eyes, staring in the direction of the red light. go with--
Xue ng’s eyes on the stepping on Xianjun: “You are dead, I will not let him disappear in front of for another ti.”
He said, exhausting 10% of the spiritual power, the neck blue veins pulsate, the eyes are hard as iron.
"Teacher, you used to win . In today, the Master is on the side, I don't want to let him down, so... you can't win !"
i Hanxue reacted very quickly. It was a shock. The long eyebrows shook and shouted: "Zi Ming! What to do!?"
Just listening to the sound of a bang, Xue ng lit up behind the flas of red. He sighed and slamd his palms. The fire ran down the law and went straight to the emperor. In an instant, it seed like a million arrows to wear the heart, and the shackles were four wrong.
"Well--!"
Stepping on the fairy, his eyes are split, his head is sullen, and the spiritual powers around him are weak and mostly weak. His dark eyes slowly turned around, staring at Xue ng silently, and his black blood dripped intermittently.
On the left side of his chest, close to the heart, there is a mole.
It used to be a place where Xueng’s Dragon City was worn.
Now these Xue ng condensed the curse of the ban and hundreds of roots into his body, the sharpest one is from the position of the year to wear the chest again.
Empty blood hole...
i Hanxue was shocked and anxious: "You are stopping, you are already in the power of the Psychic, and if you continue this way, your spiritual core will..."
"Hey!" Xue ng snapped him.
He stared at the fairy, the old brother staring at the younger brother, the old assassin staring at the tyrant.
This pair of forr brothers are staring at each other, and how many years of life and death are written off. Xue ng’s face is poor, but his eyes are lit up with a blazing brilliance of the phoenix.
"I Xueng learned all my life, it is a battle today."
i Hanxue: "..."
This sentence sounds falling, and the phoenix breaks through the clouds in an instant, only to see the flas burst into the sky! !
In the fire, it seems as if I had seen a very early, very early, a silver-blue light armor, a ponytail blonde buckled the young man, he was noisy, grinning and grinning:
"I want to be the first in the Lingshan Conference!"
"Hey! God Wu this kind of thing, I will have it sooner or later! What can be rare!"
"After fifty years, no! As long as thirty years, I will let the shackles of life and death be carried forward in my hands, gatron Kyushu!"
The eyebrows are tender and tender, such as new shoots, and the sound is crisp as the first peach. The young man has no scruples, and he is not afraid of the fate of the sky.
The fire almost reflected half of the sky of death and death, how many yesterday were burned to coke, burned as wreckage...
Everything is settled, only the current Xue Ziming.
His eyes were sturdy and firm, saying: "I don't want to be successful, but ask people to be like that."
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