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Mou Zong was crying and laughing. He sighed and prepared to speak. He found that his face was terrified and seemed to have discovered something terrible.

Looking at the gaze of the scorpion, Mou Zong found that the suffocating air that had been dispelled was not only resurrected, but also more intense than before, overwhelming, so that the entire land was covered under black.

"How could this be?" Looking around, watching the flowers and trees drifting in the suffocating air, the vitality was sucked away a little, and the smile on his face was anxious.

"Don't calm down, don't think too much." Yan Zong used aura to point the top of her head and let her calm down. "Let's go and see."

"I have told you earlier that there is no way to crack this battle." The evil spirits hurriedly said, "You are rushing over now, in addition to letting the suffocating body, what is the role? This is in the dust world, and the suffocating is also from the dust world. What comes out of the human heart, the instrument is good, the artifact is worth nothing, it is useless to it."

If the artifacts in the realm of comprehension are useful to this formation, why should the masters of the sects in the sinister world spend nearly a hundred years on this formation?

Decent monks pay attention to self-cultivation, and the most embarrassing. As long as the monks are deceived, their cult will be invincible. Unfortunately, he is unlucky and has to be buried with this array.

Before coming to the dust world, Shizun told him that the decent monks were hypocrites and liked to save lives. If you encounter a decent monk in the dusty world, you deliberately wear a weak stupid, both to let them know that there is a formation of law, but also let them not go. These decent monks have a problem, the more they are not allowed to go, they will definitely go.

The monk who cultivated in the depths and finally died under the panic was the best introduction of the bones.

"All things in the world are opposite each other, and there is a difference between existence and existence." After the mood was stabilized, Zhai Zong looked at the evil spirits coldly and sacrificed his flying sword. He took it to the flying sword and flew like a meteor.

"Our family doesn't like evil cultivation, especially self-made cleverness." Lin Yi sighed. "You said, what should I do with you?"

The evil repair opened his mouth, and the mouth was full of **** taste. He never had a chance to speak. Because his throat was pierced by a sword, the Lingtai was also smashed by an aura.

He fell from the clouds and fell into the bottomless river. The body merged with the suffocating air and sank into the black river.

At the moment before his death, what he thought in his mind turned out to be a decent monk.

Mou Zong and Qiong all the way to the southeast direction, squatting over a huge city, saw a tornado like a smoldering rushing out, the city was filled with the smell of death, soldiers wearing armor outside the city pushed a car and another car The dead body was filled in the pit.

After the gate, there are people in the hustle and bustle, and the people are crying and blaming.

"Mother...mother..." The bare-footed child chased after a wooden cart. The clothes on his body were so dirty that they could not see the original color. The tender double-angled eyes were full of sludge. He stretched his hand. I want to go to the wooden car, the body that was covered by the broken seat.

The guard of the stroller was tired and looked numb. Seeing the child catching up, he grabbed it and reached out to stop him. He said in a hoarse voice: "Go back, don't make trouble." Every day, seeing the life is not too much, more than he has already There is no ability to pity others. It is not only these people who are trapped in this city, but also their guards. Half a month ago, 10,000 guards came here. Today there are only 8,000 people left. The two thousand people are the remaining brothers who burned them by themselves.

Death has never stopped. Perhaps until the people in this city are all dead, the deadness of the sky can be dispelled.

Listening to the child's crying, the guards continued to move forward. Under the broken grass, one arm hangs down, and the swollen black arm is ugly and scary, but no one is scared by anyone who sees this arm.

In this city, who else has not seen the body that died of the epidemic?

Cry, sigh, curse, prayer.

The city is haunting these sounds all day, waiting for its death.

She jumped from Feijian and just stood firm. An old man not far away fell down. She stepped forward and wanted to help, and her sleeves were caught.

"Sister, don't go." A small child with big head and big eyes stared at her. "He is dead."

This pair of innocent eyes, when it comes to death, there is no slight emotional ups and downs, as if to say that this morning did not eat as calm.

The voice trembled: "What if you are still alive?"

"That is also dying." Child said, "I saw it, you will fly."

Some throats are blocked: "Well."

"You are a master of martial arts?" In the calm eyes of the child, there was finally some light. "Can you leave here?"

The wind whizzed past, shaving his face, and she looked up at the city in dark fog, without speaking. A piece of cold stuff was stuffed into her palm, and she lowered her head and once again paired with the bright eyes of the child.

"This jade is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is a good thing worth a price. This is a real guy. I don't lie to you!" To prove that this jade is true, the child explained, "My grandmother is a former county magistrate, she The ancestors are the blood of the royal family."

"What do you want me to do?" Holding this thumb-sized jade, he asked softly.

"You wait!" The child ran into a room behind him and quickly took a squat. "You take her away. You accept her as a slave. As long as... just raise her, give She ate everything."

"My sister didn't eat much. My father said that my sister is like a mother. My mother ate very little every meal, really." The child was afraid that he would not agree, and his eyes began to turn red. "I beg you to take her, I I promised my father to take care of her."

The seven-eight-year-old child, who is as thin as a bamboo pole, is afraid that his voice will tremble, but he will protect the baby who is only a few months old.

I explored the children in the investigation, the snorting was weak, the anger was entangled, and there was no strength to cry. If I stayed in this city, I could live for twelve hours.

See you don’t talk, the child squats down and swears at the head: "I beg you."

"You get up." Hearing the child's forehead squatting on the ground, making a dull noise, he quickly bent over and pulled him up. "Good children swear by their parents, don't swear by others."

She didn't hold the child, so she didn't dare to move too much. Seeing the child's eyes kept on the shackles, he turned his head and turned to forget it. Seeing Zongzong came over: "Zhu Zong, come help." The child is too soft, She is afraid that she will be too strong and make this weak child weaker.

Mou Zong: "..."

Staring at the child in his arms for a moment, Miao Zong stretched out his stiff arms and shoved the soft, round ball into his arms.

It seems to be falling down?

Is the child going to fall?

This position, the child does not seem too comfortable?

When Lin Biao came over, he saw that the son stood beside the girl like a statue, and he held something under his feet with a strong aura. He frowned. Is it something that can't be moved, and an evil instrument that erupts with great power?

He hurried forward and walked over to Zong Zong to take a look. Then he silently followed back three steps, hoping that the son had not found him.

"Lin Biao." Yan Zong nodded his head and looked at him with a blank expression. His face was still perfect and he couldn't pick a half.

Lin Biao: "The son, I will take a look at the needle."

"You have a **** body of the demon, and you are not suitable for a close-knit eye."

Lin Biao: "No, it doesn't matter how little blood is affected."

Mou Zong no longer spoke, just staring at him with a pair of calm and unwavering eyes.

He didn't pay attention to what Zong Zong and Lin Biao said. She used the fingertips to lick the lumps on the boy's forehead and returned the jade to him. "This is for you, this is what your mother left for you. I can't want it."

The boy shook his head again and again: "I didn't lie to you, this jade is very valuable, I beg you to accept it."

"I will save your sister." He took his face and then shook it. The child’s head would have fallen. "I will not only save her, but also save you. I am going to be in this city." save."

The boy stunned: "Are you a doctor?"

"I am not." Reluctantly smiled. "I am a distant relative of your grandmother."

The boy frowned: "But the mother told me that the great-grandfather was the king of the county, the relatives of the grandmother were the former royal family, you..." Father rarely mentioned the former royal family in front of the mother, but privately taught him to read and write. However, he told him that most of the former royal family were arrogant and extravagant, and ridiculous. When the next throne was won, the people of the world all applauded. Many villages even invited the township to sing for three days and three nights.

The reputation of the former dynasty is so bad, this young lady looks so beautiful, why should she take the initiative to relate to the former, is this not asking for trouble?

The boy whispered: "Sister, you should go faster, even the royal doctor sent by your majesty will be helpless. You should not stay here to be buried."

“Small age, know what is funeral?” He stood up straight and looked back. He found that he had been transferred from Lin Zonghuai to Lin’s predecessor. She took out a bottle of spirit liquid and fed a drop to the baby girl’s mouth. .

"Zhu Zong, I flew to the sky to see." 箜篌 Take out the umbrella from the shackles from the shackles and hold them on the top of the head. "You and I are waiting for me here."

"I am with you." Stop her. "You don't go alone."

箜篌 Slowly shake your head: "You look at me below. Just like Zong Zong, Ji family owes the debts of the people in the world, I have to come back."

"I will accompany you together." Yan Zong took the umbrella in her hand and looked at her gently. "You accompany me through thousands of rivers and mountains to find medicine. I will accompany you to break through this formation, is it good?"

Look at him, can't speak.

Miao Zong suddenly leaned over and leaned over her shoulder, then quickly left.

Of course: "桓宗?"

Yan Zong pouted, his cheeks were a little red: "I have come up with new ways to spoil."

"you……"

In his beautiful eyes, he reflected the look of sorrow: "I promised me?"