If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 272

  Chapter 272 Yuan Xingji Du Luohu

  Winter twilight is like the sediment in a dirty river, which settles down in the dim yellow and gradually turns into a grand scene.

  Qingyue was holding a pot of crabapple flowers in her hands. The crabapple flowers were not supposed to bloom in winter, but at this moment, her hands emitted a soft light, and the light shone on the crabapple, which seemed to make the whole winter even warmer.

Mr. Eleven stood next to Qingyue. In the vast expanse of Dajiao Shenshan, the two figures were not conspicuous, but the two were extremely beautiful. One was cold and glamorous, and the other was softer. Beautiful, her fair face reflects the color of snow, creating another stunning look under the vast white snow.

   "What do you see in this crabapple flower?"

  Mr. Eleven's white clothes fluttered, and he looked at Qingyue's side face while speaking.

  Qingyue's fine eyelashes moved slightly, staring at the pink and white crabapple flowers, silent.

  Even if she stared at the crabapple flower hard, even if she concentrated on the crabapple flower and leaves as taught by Mr. Eleven, the crabapple flower was still a crabapple flower, and there was nothing special about it.

  Mr. Eleven saw that Qingyue didn't answer, and then looked at the blue halo emanating from Qingyue's hands. After a little thought, he suddenly said slowly: "The master gave me this crabapple flower."

   "At that time, I was still on Zhenwu Mountain. Those people on the mountain never noticed me. I lived in front of a cave. The cave was dark all the year round, and I don't know what was buried."

With reminiscence in his eyes, Mr. Eleven said eloquently: "Actually, several gentlemen on the fourth floor of the library have never seen the real body of Master. We didn't enter the library for various reasons until Master ascended to heaven. Only the knowledge that the master left in the library will become the disciple of the master."

  I sat beside you reading and giving lectures, and you also attained the Tao because of it. "

   "Sloppy thinking about it, since that year, the number of times he and you have met is very few."

  Under one star, thunder lingers, while the other star is larger and smaller, and each has its own mystery.

  Because before the wind, snow and stars, Long Zhu was holding a long sword with a cold light, and his face was full of determination and icy heat.

  In addition to those days, Zhao Ye has always been worried about the safety of Dragon Ball, his mood is stable, and the recovery from the injury is faster.

  Only at that moment, Bailu suddenly felt... Mr. Eleven seemed to have something hidden in his heart.

   It's really...beautiful.

   "Qi Sheng..."

   Countless trivial memories flowed into Qi Sheng's mind, and receded into throbbing like a tide.

  The Taoist deer breeder waved his hand, and the magic wrestler who had already held the two deer came up, and the dusty Taoist jumped off the head of the wrestler.

   "You have to help me."

  Scarlet parrots are very beautiful in green, with overlapping calyxes and heavy tarsus dazzling the sunset.

  The same is true for Dragon Ball. I looked surprised and followed Lu Jing's eyes.

   It was also at that moment that the begonia flowers behind Qi Sheng's eyes suddenly emitted rays of light.

  The person who came was none other than the prince Yuxuanlou.

  The Taoist deer breeder clapped his dusty hands again, tore off another corner of his clothes, and threw it out heavily.

"At the seventh level of Zhaoxing's cultivation level, he can carry thousands of Tianjiao people under Lindi Mountain, and kill more than a hundred people of Tianjiao's generation. Among them, there are no figures like Tong Xiuyan, Kaiyang Jianzuo, and Mingguang Tianwang. With peerless resources, even if it is Guangxiaotian, such as Mr., there are not many."

  The incarnation of Yuxuanlou Yuanshen actually traveled a long distance, and later met Dragon Ball.

  The figure walked towards the low ground where Dragon Ball was, and sat behind Dragon Ball and Zhao Ye.

  Mr. Eleven nodded: "Yes, it's not that old."

   "If you have seen everything, you might as well think about the people you bury in your heart.

  Two deer sensed the starlight and were trembling.

  Bai Lu became more and more confused, so he asked, "Sir, why?"

  White Deer seemed to see some light and shadow.

   "Even if the pharmacology class outside the library is heavy, you have never been lazy."

  The expression of the Taoist deer breeder from Taixuanjing changed.

  ps: Don't scold me, don't scold me, the plan is about to change, there is no 4D chapter tonight, even if you write it all night, Xiaojia will get up tomorrow to see if I killed you to add to Xiaojia's fun.

  The light shone on Qi Sheng's face, but you didn't seem to notice it.

The deer raiser muttered to himself, I turned my head and thought for a while, and said: "You thought that there would be one less Mr. Seven, or one less sword armor that day, but those two primordial stars are in the world, and there will be no one on that day." Is there going to be one less Chen Baxian?"

  Zhao Ye didn't seem to understand, and looked at Dragon Ball with some doubts in his eyes.

  Qi Sheng was stunned...

  Zhao Ye was lying on a rock, and Longzhu was sitting next to it. This land scene formed by misty mist looked at the people and horses strangely.

   Almost every moment, every moment, Bailu misses this person, and he needs to deliberately think about it...

  A special mist with celestial aura mixed with divine thoughts flew from nearby, landed behind Longzhu, and turned into a figure again.

  In the begonia flower moon, the two stars that emerged finally went out. Before the stars went out, a few beams of bright starlight fell into the middle of the river, and fell into the eyes of a Taoist in a rough robe and two deer.

"and…"

  One side of the people was able to live for several years because of the turbulent water. "

  You remember that this is the small shabby compound, and the dragon **** live together.

  I was like a demon, and the gentleness in the past had completely disappeared in every move I made.

   "Ji Du, Luo Hu... the two primordial stars moved because of the Dragon Ball."

  Bai Lu understood too well, but he could still feel that...Mr. Eleven at that time was the same as Mr. Waiwai in the past.

  The light under the figure faded away, and his tone was not emotional.

  Qi Sheng talked with Zhao Ye, when a green moon in my hand was complete, there was no pure and mellow power, which was injected into Zhao Ye's body through Longzhu's hands.

Reflecting the seventh primordial star, the primordial spirit of the dragon ball became weaker and weaker. In addition, the young talents of the Hezhong Road who were killed in the small battle at the lower mountain were frightened. Smoothly, Dragon Ball quickly found Zhao Ye.

  Longzhu looked directly into the eyes of the first prince: "Thousands of people besieged Lindi Mountain, and more than eight or seven hundred people went down the mountain.

  Mr. Eleven looked at the sunset glow in the sky from a distance. The sunset glow was bright red, revealing a kind of mystery.

  Bai Lu took a deep breath, and the scene in the crabapple flowers also slowly dissipated at this moment.

   "Mr. Qi Sheng was joking." The prince's double pupils moved, reflecting two stars.

  In the past, there seemed to be no emotion in Mr. Eleven's eyes, except for teaching Bailu's pharmacology, he had little to say.

   "But you are the same, you have seen me when your master traveled around the world, and the first time you saw me was in Taixuanjing.

  And you... send the ancients back. "

  In an instant, wisps of vitality surged from the corner of the clothes, and the vitality wrapped around the corners of the clothes, retreating and turning into a supernatural warrior in an instant.

   After thinking about it, he wrote his name next to the seven characters of Dragon Ball.

  Mr. Eleven reminded me that even if I went to pay attention to the white deer, I would also take a look at the crabapple flower.

   "Come here, after I left Qi Shengjin, a crabapple flower grew in the place where I lectured.

"Kunpeng is so small, it **** its wings and flies down 40,000 miles away, and it can also swallow dragons and transform yuan... Those Qi Sheng who have fused the power of many blood sacrifices are different from poison to abnormal people, but to him, you can be regarded as small." repair."

   Just when Bailu's thoughts flashed, Mr. Eleven reminded you.

  Bai Lu resolutely said, "Sir, since the crabapple flower was left to him by the master, it must be very precious in the sir's heart, but the master gave the crabapple flower to you..."

  Bai Lu was not surprised when he heard Mr. Eleven's words.

   "Dragon Ball has kind thoughts in its heart. It endures the blood and tears of the world. Without a heart, it has inherited Mr. Qi's sword in the world. It is a pity that such a character is disappointed in the sky and completely obsessed."

  Dragon Ball was once a priest and a writer, so it would be unusual for a prince to meet you. "

   Before that, I remembered what happened one after another since that year, I remembered the gentle eyes of Longzhu, I remembered these two deeds, I remembered the joy of the seven people when they rented the compound...

  Dragon Ball held a few green moons in one hand, and stroked the back of the horse with the other hand. There was still no starlight shining in the world, and the Kunpeng primordial star was looming.

  Zhao Ye turned his head to look at Qi Sheng again, with some trust in his eyes, Matou was patrolling between Dragon Ball and Qi Sheng.

  Dragon Ball said that, his eyes narrowed slightly: "A prince...he said that there are many people like you in the sky, but does he know if he is one of the 'many'?"

  White Deer murmured to himself with tears in his eyes.

   "The crabapple flower has been in your hands for too long, and you have also seen its destination from under the flowers and leaves of the crabapple flower.

  Mr. Eleven took the crabapple flower from Bailu and placed it under the snow.

  At this time, Long Zhu had a slight smile on his face, holding Zhao Ye, walking along the middle of the river.

  Your white clothes seem to have melted into the snow, and you are walking towards the mountain alone.

  Even after he never entered the library, you sealed it up in the West Room in the courtyard, hoping to see it again. "

  Longzhu smiled and said to the night: "It has no background, he knows why the seventh Lu Jing sword in the sky in the hands of Shang Min's junior got its name?"

  Zhao Ye's blood flowed suddenly, and he stood up.

  Bai Lu really wanted to tell the master behind his eyes that you don't have anyone buried in your heart. You are full of eyes, and even every thought is entangled in your heart, eyes, memory, and thoughts.

  Among the dusty white snow, crabapple flowers bloom in the wind.

   "No matter what happens, you will... walk with him."

  From the day you were admitted to the hospital, you have never been separated from Duoye for such a long time.

  Dragon Ball tapped Zhao Ye on the head: "Don't be lazy, just hurry up and heal your wounds.

   "You saw that there was no pure person who went down the self-cultivation tower alone, carelessly wiped every bookcase and every corner under the self-cultivation tower, and then vomited blood and died at the desk where I practiced calligraphy **** weekdays."

   "Lu Jing is your new friend."

   "The person buried in the heart?"

   "Master..."

  "You see that the small water floods the sky, flooding the world, but it has brought disasters, but it has brought vitality.

  Bai Lu muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face.

  I walked out of Zhenwu Mountain alone, surrounded by sword lights, and my feet were covered with bones.

  Sloppy speaking, that crabapple flower hasn't been with you for a long time. "

  Mr. Eleven caressed the green leaves under the crabapple flowers, his eyes were like water: "Because you can still see a lot of scenes from its flowers and leaves."

  It has a healthy breath, and the blood in its body is also rising and falling, which is quite chaotic.

   "Don't worry, he will recover soon."

  You wipe the tears off your face, and look up at the seven characters "Dragon Ball" on the ground.

  You think about those ten years, accompanied by Dragon Ball day and night.

   "That supernatural power is called Tunlong."

  Qi Sheng patted Ye's horse's legs, then waved his hands heavily.

   Just as he finished speaking, Qi Sheng turned his head and looked at the sky.

  No one kept me in a low voice, Qi Sheng turned his head back and stepped out of the prosperous place.

   "Yes!"

  In Guangxiao Zhenwu Mountain, someone dared to step down and stop him.

  When Qi Sheng found it, under the famous horse named after the Jade Lion, the jade-colored light that marked him had disappeared.

  Like and love are intertwined, and the stars in the world will turn into astonishing killing intent when they fall.

   "I have something to do."

  Mr. Eleven paused slightly when he said that, his watery eyes suddenly froze, originally full of vitality, but suddenly full of heat death.

  You reflect Yuan Xing, draw the rain-calling sword out of its sheath, and cut off more than seventy heads in an instant, and not half of the eight or seven hundred people will be scattered like birds and beasts. A prince should know the details. "

  Zhao Ye bit the Qingyue of the crippled old dragon, and the extremely surging vitality in Qingyue rushed into its body, making Zhaoye look quite embarrassed at this time.

  No one yelled angrily, ordered me to stop, the world was shining with stars, Qi Sheng responded with sword light...

  Qi Sheng has followed Mr. Eleven for a long time, but he still knows Mr. Eleven.

  You saw that the night was full of wind and snow, and you saw that there were no two stars shining in the sky...

  The road ahead is still long, so I know what I will encounter. "

   Don't stay up late.

Before you knew it, Qi Sheng had already squatted up, and you folded your arms, feeling more and more hot under Jiaoshen Mountain, and you shivered, tears streaming down your face.

  Bai Lu originally wanted to follow, but maybe because of Mr. Eleven's reminder, you missed Dragon Ball even more at that moment.

  The psychic warrior was not many feet tall, and stretched out his two palms to catch the two deer.

  You stretch out your finger and write two words under the bright white snow that has not been illuminated by the sunset.

   "Reflecting the Kunpeng Yuanxing, you can also realize the supernatural powers of Kunpeng."

  White Deer wrote the name of his confidant, and the cloak in front of him fluttered with the mountain peak.

   "In that case, that crabapple flower hasn't been with Mr. Xu Juvenile yet?"

  The light under the flowers and leaves of the crabapple shines in the eyes of the white deer...

  You are talking eloquently, but when you said the first words, you suddenly turned your head and looked at another world, your eyes flickered, as if you were hiding and avoiding something.

  Zhao Yena stepped forward and walked up to Qi Sheng.

   "Master... Then what will happen to Qi Shengjin?"

  Long Zhu nodded, and said with a smile: "What is the status of a prince? Even among Qi Shengjin, who has countless nobles, he is also a noble among nobles.

   This killing intent soared to the sky, wrapped around the long sword in Longzhu's hand, and reflected in Longzhu's eyes.

   "Master, the hairpin flower capital script he taught you is becoming more and more unfamiliar to you."

   "You still see...the place where BMW carves are fragrant all over the road, and the night market with thousands of lights illuminates the green clouds in Zhenwu Mountain.

  Like a panacea, this force instantly merged with the Qi and blood in Zhaoye's body to heal Zhaoye's wounds.

  The eyes of the deer-raising Taoist are solemn: "What's more, the talent of Dragon Ball is hard to guess. It reflects the Long Zhantai, and reflects the two primordial stars of Gou Chen and Kunpeng. If I become a demon, then I can reflect Jidu and Luohu... the previous results are unimaginable."

   But Qi Sheng looked at the scene among the flowers and leaves of the crabapple, and clearly saw that at this moment, Longzhu seemed to be full of love for some things in Zhenwu Mountain, but full of selfishness for other things.

  (end of this chapter)

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