MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 91. Playing in the bitterness

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"Okay, okay..." He squinted, his voice was weak and flies, "That, you can't go alone in front of you."

Mou Zong chuckled and grabbed her hand: "I will walk next to you."

"Follow me." He took out his hand and pointed to himself behind him. He grabbed the umbrella from the hands of the ancestors. "Follow it."

Mou Zong looked down at the empty palm, and with one hand on his back, his right hand was a fist and put it on his lips and coughed. "That is also annoying to ask the fairy to lead the way."

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I didn’t expect that when Emperor Zong had a poor mouth, he looked back at him, and he pointed a little to the point of the eye and flew away. The ancestors of the ancestors kept moving, and the light in the hands flashed, and the dragon sword was already in hand.

The boy stared at the beautiful sister and her friend flying away. In his young body, he was shocked by this age. Wulin master, can fly higher than the highest tower in the city?

He turned his head and walked to Lin Biao, watching the cockroaches flying into the air for a while, and watching Lin Biao holding his sister.

"Worried about her?" Lin Biao asked.

"No." The boy shook his head quickly. "I will give you the sister, I am relieved."

Even if he is not at ease, this is the only option he can make his sister survive. He does not dare not worry.

"You hold it first." Lin Biao saw the child's mouth saying that he was relieved, his face was full of worry, and he stuffed him back into his arms. "Take care of yourself, wait for me to help."

The boy carefully adjusted the gesture of holding the child and found that his sister’s face was much more rosy than before, and his heart was overjoyed. When the pretty sister just fed her sister's things, he was afraid that the other party was not happy, and he would not leave with his sister, so he did not dare to ask. Now that my sister’s face is much better, he guessed that the pretty sister just fed the medicine.

Is she really able to save the city?

Looking up at the two people flying in the air, who have not fallen, the boy has a very absurd guess in his heart, beautiful sister... Shouldn’t it be a fairy who has become a fairy?

The entire Ji's royal family, now dare to claim to be a former royal family, is almost awkward.

Only seven years ago, he became an immortal, and let the deaf princess who ordered the worship of the temple to personally worship, so dare not worry about it. And besides the gods, who can fly freely into the air like the wind?

Did Princess Sissi save them?

The boy hugged his sister. Did she hear their petition?

When he was just close to the eye, he was almost breathless by the powerful suffocation. Fortunately, the umbrella can separate these suffocating breaths and let the sputum have a place to breathe. She stepped back and forth, lifting the umbrella to her and the top of the ancestral temple, and covering the ancestors: "Zhu Zong, is this battle to be made?"

"Not yet." Yan Zong calmed his face and looked at the suffocation from the formation. "Not enough."

"What is not enough?" There is a faint premonition in my heart.

"Human life." Yan Zongdao, "This battle, the sacrifice of life, must be enough to die, will be formed."

Look at the city under your feet, think of the innocent people who died, bite your teeth and hate: "These beasts."

The location of the city is very strange. Not only are there four rivers passing by it, but also surrounded by mountains, forming a plain that seems to have a way out, but in reality it is a dilemma. This is a good place to be easy to defend and difficult to attack. Under the control of evil cultivation, it has become the best choice for the eyes of the bones.

"Let's leave here first." Ruan Zongdao, "Look at whether you can start from the rivers and mountains and destroy your feet."

"Yeah." He nodded slightly, and the seriousness on his face was hard to come by. At the moment she turned around, there was a strong attraction coming from behind her eyes. She dragged her and swallowed her heart. In the blink of an eye, she was dragged ten feet away.

"Hey." Yan Zongfei grabbed her hand and used the dragon sword to break the suffocating around her, grabbing her waist: "Let's go."

The array seemed to perceive that there were monks close to it, all the suffocates were distorted, and all the suffocating gas in the vicinity was surrounded by them, and there was a posture that did not drag them down.

"Go!" Yan Zong looked at the dragon scorpion sword that was entangled in suffocation, and the sword screamed. Looking at the white face, he loosened his hand holding the sword, opened his arms and held it, and took her in his arms and flew out.

"Master, what is the sword?"

"Sword is the life of our sword repair. The life is, the sword is. If the sword is not there, you will never be qualified to do a sword repair in your life."

"Is the sword the most important?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Miao Zong closed his eyes and recalled what Master had said to him when he first entered the Shuguang Zong. He has already filled in the tens of thousands of lives, and he is not sure to take it out. The dragon sword is the best bait to attract suffocation.

"Zhu Zong, your sword!" I know what the sword of the life means for the sword repair, and look at the dragon sword that was almost drowned by the suffocating air. She hurriedly said, "This suffocation will damage the dragon sword."

“No problem.” Yu Zong said lightly, “Let’s leave first.”

Looking at the side face of Miao Zong, I bite my lip and bite my lip, and I bleed my lips. I gathered my hands on my hands and took the palm of my hand to the extent of her suffocation.

I didn’t expect that there would be such a move, and Zong Zong’s horror turned back, only to see the black scorpion’s suffocation, only to hear the faint tremble of the dragon scorpion sword.

"Zhu Zong, if you dare to come over, I will hold your dragon sword and jump into the eye!" In the dark fog, there was a scream of screams, but Miao Zong could not see her figure.

Without the threat of embarrassment, Zhai Zong turned to pursue, and was suddenly stopped by Lin Biao.

"Let's get out." Yan Zong waved his sleeves and wanted to sweep Lin Biao aside. He didn't expect Lin Biao to listen to his orders on weekdays, but he took the sword and stopped him.

"The son, your Lingtai is already unstable. Now even the life sword is lost. You don't want to die?!" Lin Biao whispered. "Not to mention that you are a monk in the Lingshui world, too much to intervene in the dust world. It will be causal."

The heavenly cycle has a fixed number. If the people in the dusty world encounter suffering, they will pray for God. This will lead them to seek for the blessing of the gods and lose their fighting spirit. In the long run, it will not be a good thing for these people.

Therefore, the monks in Lingxiaojie can hide their identity and play in the dusty world, but they cannot easily intervene in the dusty world. This truth, he understands that the son understands that other monks also understand, so there is not so much "the immortal spirit" in the dust world.

Even the girl knows.

"I have a number in my heart, you don't have to persuade." Yuzong looked colder. "Lin, I don't want to do it with you, you let it go."

Lin Biao smiled: "The son, I am willing to do it." If the son used all his strength, he could not stop him with his cultivation. "But don't forget the girl's personality. She said that if you go in, she will jump. The dragon sword jumped into the eye. Although this can't be trusted, at least five points can be believed."

The five points that can't be believed are that before the girl jumps, she will first throw the dragon sword out.

The umbrella has been unable to stop the madness of the madness, and the cockroach simply closed up the umbrella, and the phoenix head was held in the hand, leaning against the light of the head of the phoenix, slowly approaching the suffocating volume in the middle. Dragon sword.

In the thick suffocation, the dragon scorpion sword is like a light that will make a sound, and at a glance it is found where it is.

The finger swiftly moved on the strings, and the flying body escaped the sneak attack, getting closer and closer to the dragon sword. The dragonfly's trembling sound became weaker and weaker, and his arm passed through the suffocating air wrapped around the blade. The suffocating smothered her sleeves and turned it into a ruined step.

This piece of clothing on the body is a vest that can block the three-shot blitz of the mighty period. I did not expect that in the eyes of the squad, I only insisted on a few moments.

"Hey!"

The dragon sword has its own intelligence, and does not want people outside the master to touch it, so at the moment of holding the hilt, it gives a powerful anti-shock. He was almost hit by this force and he was bleeding. She did not love the war, dragged the dragon sword and ran, and ran all the way to throw the magic weapon. In just a few steps, she threw out nearly ten kinds of magic weapons, and did not let her eyes roll her down with the dragon sword. .

After the suffocation, I was chasing the soldiers. I didn’t cooperate with the dragon scorpion sword before, and I was anxious. I shot it in the first scorpion sword: "Give me honestly, how good is your master, how can you be so unreal? sword?!"

The dragon sword shook twice, and it was not so powerful in the hand. I gasped for a few breaths, barely smiled, and lost two magic weapons behind me: "How good is it, and then I will throw you back and forget it."

This dragon sword is completely unmoved.

At this moment, the spiritual power of the body is almost exhausted. Just a few tens of feet away, she is like a negative mountain, panting like an old oxen in the arable land, and the dragon scorpion sword in her hand is so heavy that she can hardly hold it.

"Well, let's not really have to be here?" Although the five fingers have begun to tremble, they are still holding the dragon sword. I used to look at the way the sword was like a sword. I thought that this sword was only a few pounds. I know that this sword looks plain and unremarkable, but the reputation is domineering and the weight is more domineering.

Jian Xiu is really not easy, carrying a few hundred pounds of swords to cut, but also play the sword so beautiful, it is no wonder that the monks do not dare to provoke sword repair, who can get it?

call.

The subtle wind rang, and the squatting consciousness shunned to the left, and the left hand picked up three evil spirits and threw them out. Throwing out three evil spirits, throwing a slap in the face, sometimes even throwing nothing knows.

"It’s over..." At the moment when the ankle was entangled in suffocation, there were many thoughts in the mind, and the relatives and friends of Master’s brother Zongmen, relying on the shoulders of her shoulders, the expressionless spouse, and...the world The people.

"There is heaven and earth, water and everything, clear and turbid. Heaven and earth produce yin and yang, Yin and Yang Hui two instruments, two instruments and four images. Life and death, life is dead, no life and no death, no death, He Wusheng..."

In the mystery, the secrets of the heart that are well-versed in the heart, when the aura is exhausted, appear strangely in the heart. He held the dragon sword and whispered in a low voice. "Yaize is everything, clear and turbid..."

Looking down at the suffocating suffocation of the ankle, I took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and fell down, and I was unwilling to let go of her. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she stuffed a pill into her mouth and rushed out.

She feels that she has never been so fast in her life.

Seeing that the suffocation was approaching again, she didn’t know what to think, but she swayed the dragon scorpion sword and slashed it. Just when she thought that the dragon sword would not give her face, the dragon sword gave a long shout, and a golden fantasy dragon shadow was entangled with the suffocating screaming.

When I heard the sound of the dragon screaming, Lin Biao, who had a hard time with Miao Zong, couldn’t help but look at it and saw the Golden Dragon phantom rolling in the dark fog. He said: "The son, your dragon sword... ..."

Mou Zong took him to the head of the cloud: "Lin Biao, the bones of the bones are formed, not only the people in the dusty world should be used as funerary objects, but many monks in Lingzhijie will also have demons because of these suffocates. Don't forget, The purpose of setting up this array is to target our sorrows. I am not contaminated by the cause and effect of the dust, but to block a catastrophe that will cause the dust and the sorrows to fall into chaos."

After that, he turned and flew into the air.

"Are you growing up by swallowing spirits?" I was able to breathe just now, but now I was dragging my dragon's sword and I couldn't breathe. Such a domineering sword is not suitable for her, she still prefers a beautiful and useful water cream sword that does not waste the power.

Hey.

The dragon sword shook again.

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"When I entered the teacher's door, I imagined that I could be repaired into a great success, and the clothes fluttered and flew into the fairy. I didn't expect that the flight could not be achieved, and it might be used as a fertilizer by a sinister array." Sighing, taking out one from his arms. The passing notes, in the dust world can not use the communication symbol to the Ling worry world, she can only leave a letter to the ancestors, when he can help transfer.

However, she had not had time to use the message carrier. In the thick fog, a man in white wins the snow and flew in. When she saw her, she couldn’t help but throw out two god-level magic weapons and rushed out with her.

The suffocating air struck into the body, and the aura in the ancestral hall of the ancestral hall was chaotic. He looked at the suffocating sigh of the back, and the backhand waved, and the powerful pressure came out. The shackles in his arms could not stand the pressure of this realm. I almost suffocated my heart.

Is this the true strength of Miao Zong?

The surface of the ancestors was calm, and the guilt had already rolled over. He slammed back and forth, and he flew with one hand and flew faster. At the moment he left the line, he repeatedly threw eight pieces of instruments, according to eight directions. Control the eye to prevent it from expanding.

Take a cloak from the storage ring and wrap it in the rags of the clothes. The ancestors can no longer hold it. After spit out two blood, they fall from the air with the cockroach.

At the moment before he fell, he held the shackles in his arms.

Hey.

The two fell heavily on the ground.

Zhai Zong lay on his back on the ground, there is no image at all, and his life has almost never been as embarrassing as it is today.

Lin Biao, who was kneeling on the ground with his feet, stood up with his sword and slowly walked toward the two people who fell together.

"Zhu Zong." He raised his head from Mou Zong and raised the dragon sword in his hand. The blood in his mouth was not dry, and his eyes were as bright as the sun: "Long Sword, I got it back."

She casually touched the corner of her mouth with her back, and the blood stains on her lips were on her cheeks, making her face look dirty and ugly.

Of course, there is no good place for Miao Zong. He has always been in Baiyi Shengxue. The white clothes are stained with blood and mud on the ground. The white jade crown does not know where it fell. The hair is scattered on the dirty ground, but still Very smooth.

He looked at the girl's cheek with blood, and grinned, reaching out and pushing her into her arms, tightly, hugged her tightly.

At this moment, the warmth and truth in the arms are eternal.

I smelled the faint medicinal scent of Miao Zong, and I felt like I heard the heartbeat of Miao Zong. Obviously, the cloth of the clothes is very smooth, but I feel that my face is hot and itchy by the clothes, and I always want to reach out.

"Zhu Zong, are you being spoiled again?"

"Ok."

Mou Zong’s chin arrived at her hair. She couldn’t see his expression. She only heard that Zong Zong said: “I was injured and hurt.”

I dare not move any more, and I am in the arms of Miao Zong, wondering: "I will not press you more uncomfortable?" The method of Zong Zong's spoiled is too bad, this posture is not only awkward, but also makes him uncomfortable. .

After a moment of silence, Miao Zong was bored: "No."

I thought about it: "That is also, I am much lighter than the dragon sword."

The dragon sword, which was forgotten on the ground, trembled slightly, squatting on the chest of the sect, looking at the dragon sword that fell on the ground and covered with gray. Inexplicably felt that it was a little funny at the moment, and did not consciously laugh out.

Mou Zong loosened his ring and gently patted her back.

Lin Biao stopped and watched the girl kneeling on the man's chest, eating and laughing, and the man just patted her back and said nothing. It was clearly a dirty ground, but they were lying out of the beautiful scenery of flowers and grass.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I don't know, I just think it's funny." She said, laughing, turning over and learning the appearance of the ancestors, lying on the dirty ground, watching the air being temporarily locked in the eyes of the bones.

Perhaps it is the ability to get back the dragon sword, but perhaps it was just when she was off, the ancestors broke through the darkness, and there was...

Looking at the ancestors, she also looked at her, and the two men looked at each other and smiled.

Also, she has never seen such awkward sect, obviously she should say thank you or swear, but it is funny. A dirty, funny, hair is also very funny, holding her spoiled... cute and funny.

The wind rose and the sand blew two faces.

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In the midst of the array, in order to raise the array, this is a very sinister method, and the set-up did not intend to let the people close to the eyes live. She can live out, relying on a large pile of magic weapons to go out, and if she is not assisted by Miao Zong, she probably won’t be able to get out.

Fortunately, she had just dared to find this thing with her courage. Otherwise, they borrowed the mountains and rivers and broke the array. The outside array was broken. The array inside would probably be used to promote it. What kind of She did not dare to think about the consequences.

"What is it?" asked Zhai Zong.

"I don't know." shouted. "But I remember the general pattern of the formation, and I will show it to you."

"Good." The two watched quietly and stopped talking.

Lin Biao couldn't bear to walk to the two people: "There is no enough to lie on the ground, and the people are watching."

Squatting up and seeing a lot of people standing in the distance, but the expression on the faces of these people is not to watch the excitement, but to be excited. She stood up on the edge of the cloak and hid behind Zhai Zong.

She is now wearing a gray smudge, not suitable for outsiders to see.

"Three immortals!" The crumpled thorns of the clothes crowded out from the crowd. He bowed to the boy holding the sly, and then he saluted the three people. "The three immortals can have temporary residence, if three A fairy can not be abandoned, you can stay in the provincial government for a few days."

From the beginning of the epidemic to the present, he is already the third local history of the disease. The first two were infected with the disease and lost their lives. He looked at the boy who was holding the sly boy. The little son was the first child of the history. Half a month ago, the couple of the sistors left, and the little son lived alone with a child of only a few months. In a room, he had the heart to call two children to live with him, but the little son only spoke through the door and his face was not exposed.

I guess that the young man may be afraid to touch too many people outside, and the epidemic will be infected with him, so he will not persuade him any more, but only send food to his brothers and sisters every two days.

"No, no." The former ancestor of the ancestors was still the indifferent and inexplicable sword repair. "When the epidemic is resolved, we will leave."

I don’t dare to ask the history, fearing that the immortal is not happy.

There are many opinions in the crowd. Some people like it, some people laugh, and some people cry. A woman with a one or two-year-old child, she looked at her slyly, "Fairy, are you a princess?"

Their pains, their pleadings, and the fairy tales have all been heard, so they will come to save their sufferings?