MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v7 Chapter 14 Finale (on) (2)

It is like the infinitely fascinating sea of ​​waves that it has seen on its way.

No fear, no fear, no anger, no hatred, calmness is like the sea under the wind.

But somehow, it suddenly felt that if anyone took the calm of the sea seriously, it would have to be destined to face the flooding of the surging waves.

Qing Lan was somewhat uneasy and moved.

The people underneath also moved and turned their heads.

Qing Yan looked at him with his eyes, and the golden eyes suddenly straightened straight.

He is actually reading a book!

Spread a long silk thread in the palm of his hand, the man slightly sideways, reading the words on the silk.

Green is angry.

It is the most ferocious bird in the Evergreen Mountain. It is the most cherished cockroach of the four elders. Its claws open the mountain and crack the stone, and it kills countless powerful lives under its claws!

How can it be allowed to be despised by people, especially by such a beggar!

The green and moving vibration wings, the claws lifted up, want to catch it!

There was a low whistle suddenly coming from a distance.

Qing Yan heard, immediately understand the master is reminding it, had to helplessly loosen the claws, squatting back.

The people underneath did not look at it, as if the crisis of life and death just happened, it did not exist.

The anger of the green scorpion rises again. This proud savage bird can't stand the provocations that are repeated again and again. The murderous thoughts are suddenly thought of, and suddenly it is extremely slow and very low.

Can't help but say that this is a clever sly, knowing that any sound will be detected by the owner, and then stopped, so he slowly bows his head and silently approaches the face of the great-grandchild.

Take out your eyes... I can't see me anymore.

The **** fell a little bit, and the light-stained ice hole reflected the black shadow of the fierce bird slowly descending his head, which looked a bit strange.

The bird's head finally fell in front of the face of the great-grandchild, facing his eyes.

Qing Yan proudly looked at the eyes, thinking about what to do first?

So close, when I saw that the eyes were still calm and serene, the waves were not shocked, and the sea was so vast that the sun was shining, and the bird was stunned.

Then it suddenly felt that the neck was cool.

When I bowed my head, I saw a little light, lightning from the teeth of the person, rubbing the fluff between the neck, silently into the ice wall, the light is so fast that even its sharp eyes can not catch up, in an instant Flying between its most fragile neck, it is light gray and fine furry, and it scatters in the ice cave.

Only a little bit, its throat will be cut open.

The green scorpion will retreat backwards and will fly under the horror.

The man's eyes plundered, such as a wave of waves on the sea, raging into the green, and shocked that the human wing of the murderous bird was backwards and could not stand still.

It looked at the eyes, indifference, calm, no deliberate warnings and momentum, no one to make it proud and show off.

That is indifference, the complete disregard of the challenge of the powerful ants.

Then he turned his head again and went to see his book.

The open wings of the barley were stiff for a long time, and then slowly gathered. At this moment, it understood that what is really powerful, even if the person is injured, weak, and made, can still kill it in an instant!

Don't kill it, just because you feel that it is not suitable for killing!

The green scorpion is there, and the fierceness of the body converges instantaneously. For the murderous birds, only the stronger momentum can be surrendered to them, not from the body, but from the heart.

Qing Lan even felt that his master, the four elders, compared with the pale young man in front of him, the inner and the soul of the soul is too strong and seems to be far behind.

It converges on the fierce state, the long-term Sun Wuji has turned his eyes, faintly glances at it, and uses his eyes to signal it - back, back.

The green will retreat.

It has been stunned by the glory of the light, and was shocked by the prodigy of the great-grandchild, the subconscious obedience, retreat, retreat, and retreat to the longevity of the Sun.

The long-term grandson gestured to it - Fu Xia.

Under the crouch, pick up your paws.

The grandson smiles, um, very good, very warm, hehe.

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In the ice cave, one bird and one bird silently contested, and the fierce bird completely closed the scene. The ice cave was waiting for the tight Naro and the four elders, but they still didn’t know.

"I don't know how it is now?" Tight King Luo whispered, "Four elders, your birds, won't move?"

"How come!" The four elders looked proud. "The green dragon is very spiritual. The king of the birds has always obeyed me alone. I want it to move, and it will never take a step."

"That's good." Tight Naro suddenly opened a picture behind him and snorted. "How come there seems to be a shadow flashing?"

"Where?" The four elders looked back and watched, and the king’s fingers moved. The four elders returned to the half and suddenly turned back. They smiled and said: "80% is your own shadow."

"Yeah." Tightly, Nao Luo suddenly realized the smile. "This piece of ice world is indeed full of shadows..." Slowly stretched out and walked two steps. "Where are the four elders here? I want to go to sleep."

"The king is not here to watch it? King Kalouro has taken care of it."

"Since the four elders are psychic, it will never be a bad thing, and there are elders here, no matter how many more I am, there is no need for a dying person. What kind of waves can you pull out?" Luo Wang was so sleepy that his mouth was a little bit unclear. "I am not afraid of your jokes. Recently, I have urged King Jialuo to step up my practice. If I have no day and night, I am really tired..."

"King Lou Luo Wang is also looking forward to your dedication to the next level, and will be more emboldened in the future." The four elders laughed. "But today, you really don't have to be here, let's go back to rest."

"So, it's overworked for you." Tightly, Luo Wang was on the brow, slightly stunned, and the four elders hurriedly returned to the ceremony, watching the king of Naluo step down quickly.

Tight of the king of Luo, such as electricity, plundered the Tianfeng, all the way to avoid the disciples of the mountain, through a courtyard behind the evergreen iron tree, extra care to be silent, but the robes on the body are in the way, flying over When the trees were in the bushes, the tip of the grass was slightly swept.

Extremely slight sweeping, even the dew on the tip of the grass was not alarmed.

There was a voice immediately in the courtyard: "Who!"

Tight King Luo was shocked, and his body shape flashed faster, but some people in the courtyard flashed out. Almost at the same time as the sound, the swept figure stood at the gate of the courtyard, only to see one disappeared into the night. The figure in the picture.

The man looked at him with his eyes flashing, but there was an old voice in the yard asking, "Ah, what happened?"

"Someone passed by." The middle-aged man named Ada answered with compliment.

The people in the hospital did not speak, and did not seem to want to ask again. But for a long while, there was a door screaming, and the shadow of a high-ranking man was reflected on the ground.

A big surprise, he said: "You...you are not practicing hard..."

The man waved his hand, and Ah Da immediately slammed his mouth. The man raised his head slightly, and the moon lighted his eyebrows. His appearance was high, his skin was smooth, and he could not see the specific age. It was the owner of the Evergreen Palace.

In his moonlight, his eyebrows are filled with a slight bitter blue color, like a grassy tip, and under his clear skin, it looks quite a bit strange, and he has a half-hearted contemplation. Where have you been?"

"At the sixth peak." Ada, "The Almost all parts of the Mohroga were dispatched. The King of Mohugaa asked for help several times. All of them said that you are retreating..."

"The sixth peak does not have to stop, the seventh peak is also allowed to open, leading him to the eighth peak." The chief of the Changqing Temple faintly said, "Sleep him for a while and say, can't sleep, let King Kalou Luo will meet him, he Didn't the two have been in the relationship for a long time?"

A big voice is silent and dare not answer.

The owner of the Evergreen Palace had another god, and suddenly said: "Look at the peak."

A big seems to be embarrassed, a sentence "Which peak" just want to ask for export, suddenly understand where the Lord refers to, immediately followed up silently.

The main step of the Changqing Temple seems to be unpleasant. Look at the corner of the robe carefully but it does not touch the ground at all. His steps are strange, his shoulders and necks are not moving, and his robes are slightly sloppy.

On the way to Tianfeng, the Changqing Dianzhu did not avoid anyone, and passed directly from the ice caves guarded by the disciples. His pace was not shocked, and those disciples who whispered in the ice cave to make a long night I didn’t realize that someone had just passed away. There was only one disciple who was the highest disciple. I looked at the candlelight that suddenly jumped a little and said: "Tonight, the wind is big, actually blowing into the hole."

The silent youth of the Evergreen Temple, between the eyebrows, slightly wrinkled, and sighed a little.

Ah Da knows what he is sighing - the Evergreen Temple is outside the Guanghua, but it has been in a state of gradual disappearance. The original eight kings and eight elders are all complete, and these years of death and injury are ruined. Into the devil, the better the martial arts, the faster the fading, the more people can now make up the eight kings, some can only be served by the elders, and the elders are the same, the original should not be the real power of the king, but helpless Part-time, it will lead to the expansion of selfish desires and the irrationality of the system, which brings great ills. The appointment of private individuals, the difference between the believers and the sacs, such as the four elders... Now the lord of the lord is within a year, so he will rise. I am anxious to hand over the temple to a person who is strong enough and has rich political experience. This candidate is originally unnaturally non-sacred, the sacred Lord, and all the people in the temple are not on a level, it is indisputable. The next generation of the lord, the old lord also pinned the hope of the Evergreen Temple to rectify the Everbright, and for his elders who have repeatedly changed their minds, who thinks of today, 唉...

Ada looked at the back of the main stream of the temple, but he was thinking about the tragic color of the main eyebrow of the temple, the color... the color...

A thought has not been finished, the front hall suddenly stopped, and Ada almost slammed into it, and quickly took the steps. In a blink of an eye, he saw the ice hole in front of him, and one looked up at the ice hole, and his silhouette on the moonlight. A sneer is desolate, it is the four elders he just remembered.

In the middle of the night, what did he do on the sneak peek?

Ada looked at the direction of the four elders, and was shocked by his heart - His Royal Highness!

Four elders are so bold!

He looked up to see the Lord, and the Evergreen Lord was indifferent to the moon, looking at the shadow that was unaware of the front, and the color of the brows between the brows was a bit thicker than this. The moonlight of the silver light is cooler.

Then he drifted over.

His pale blue robes were like a quick-moving moonlight, silently moving behind the four elders, and his nose was so shocked that he had to touch the four necks of the four elders. He still couldn't help himself.

He is doing the dream of the Yaksha King, doing the dream of slaughtering all the military powers. In such a dream, he took the military power, and then tried to kill King Kalou, and restrained the weak and tight King, and finally sat. The throne of the Lord's Lord...

But someone suddenly said coldly behind him: "Four elders don't sleep in the middle of the night, are you taking a walk here?"

The four elders were shocked and immediately turned back. However, there was no one behind them, and a long, shadowy shadow was set on the rock wall. It was his own shadow.

As if I met a ghost.

The four elders were instantly cold, not because they were afraid of ghosts, but because they recognized this voice.

He would rather hear the ghost crying and don't want to hear this voice!

"Dazhu!" He simply stopped looking back, and slammed down on the ground. He slammed his head. "It belongs to the genus... It’s just here... It’s here... Practice..."

"Oh, what is the practice of my evergreen temple, I need to go to the peak in the middle of the night to practice? Huayu? Shenglong? Surprised?" The voice of the Evergreen Temple is faint, still ringing behind his neck, "How do I remember The four elders’ Shenglonggong method has not been completed yet. The so-called chilling of the sky is not necessarily useful to you?”

"The Lord of the Lord... I, I, and I..." The four elders couldn’t say a word, and they tried their best to swear. In his capacity, he did not have to pity. However, in recent years, the temperament of the lord is irritating, and may not kill an elder. No face, no matter how small the life is.

While hoeing, the four elders slightly pinned their fingers, this is his command to his youth - fly away!

Qing Lan heard this instruction.

But it didn't go.

Because the great-grandchild Wuji suddenly turned his eyes, his fingers moved the palm of his hand, and then his eyes swept over and signaled it - come over, come over.

Qing Yan likes to obey the command of a powerful person, and the embarrassing past, according to the long-term vision of the great-grandchild, once again returned to his heart.

Then he saw the long-term Sun promise biting his lips with his teeth, biting out the bluish color, and then closing his eyes.

He looked at him with a sloppy look and didn't understand what the man was doing, and then he heard extremely slight footsteps.

Its scorpion reflects the shadow of the comer, the coat is high-crowned and the appearance is clear.

The chief of the Changqing Temple entered the first sight of the hole. What he saw was the fallen criminal frame, the raptors squatting on the heart of the protagonist, and the long-term promise of "the unconscious, the lips and the purple."

He stood still, silent, and said nothing. The air that was already cold in the hole was a little colder at the moment. The Ada and the four elders behind him were both chilling.

Then the main hall of the Changqing Temple smashed the sleeves.

When the Qing dynasty even screamed and did not have time to send it, it was instantly swayed by the peak.

At the same time, the four elders were dragged by the invisible power, and they flew into the ice wall. The thick ice layer that had been smashed for hundreds of years was completely smashed. When the dynasty fell to the ground, the four elders were buried. In the ice heap, wow spit a big blood.

The owner of the Evergreen Temple never looked at him again. When the finger lifted, the prison frame was lifted silently and silently, and then the void was pressed in the heart of the great-grandchild, and the grandson gave a breath, "wake up."

He did not accidentally look at the owner of the Evergreen Palace, and lowered his voice: "Master..."

The owner of the Evergreen Palace silently said nothing, looking at him with his hand, half a sigh: "I have eaten a lot of suffering... Now, can you figure it out?"

The long-term grandson has been silent for a long time, more pale than the moonlight, but a jade-like firmness is born between the eyebrows.

The eyes of the Evergreen Temple flashed, and a raging anger flashed. The long-term Sun Wuji suddenly looked at him and said: "...Master...you take care of your body, look at your temper...it doesn't seem too good..."

This made the owner of the Evergreen Temple look a little, his eyes slightly soft, and then resumed the high cold of the ice stone: "This seat is very good."

He looked at the long-term grandson and said coldly: "You want to know that once you are the lord, these things will not happen, and the slain will still be slaughtered. Don't you understand?"

The long-term grandmother smiled weakly, but opened the subject and asked: "Master... She is only asking for help in the temple on the four sides of the world, completely in accordance with the rules, why bother... killing them."

"The question you asked is stupid!" The chief of the Evergreen Palace was a shackle. "The woman is a demon woman. I am born with my evergreen temple. I am responsible for the ambulance of my temple. How can I accommodate this kind of demon? ?"

"The demon..." The long-term grandson smiled lowly. "If... she just wants to leave? Since she is just leaving, let her go, will it be?"

The owner of the Evergreen Palace suddenly did not speak. His face was half hidden in the shadow of the ice hole. The expression seemed to suddenly wear a mask of ice sculpture. The atmosphere in the cave was silenced again. This time it was not just the chill, but the darkness. Difficult, as if there are a lot of secrets hidden under the excuse of the light, at this moment, through an unintentional question, quietly floated out.

For a long while, he used the tone of the tablet, and said in a word: "You should know that even if one of the gods is going to soar, some things that violate the rules of the world can still be done, otherwise they will be punished."

The long-term grandson listened quietly, and sighed for a long time if he realized it.

"You can continue to think here, but there is only one result." The Evergreen Lord looked at him for a long while and turned around. "You are obsessed with it, and you can't tolerate you again and again, or why do you serve the public? Tell the whole temple, if she dies in the battle, this seat will let you go, the position of the Lord is still yours, if she has passed through the four realms, this seat will kill you, you will be with her in this life. ”

The great-grandchild smiled and said: "The life of the disciple... I didn't dare to expect to be with her...".

The owner of the Evergreen Temple looked at his face and looked at him as usual. There was no regrettable tone in his eyes. His eyes passed a trace of incomprehensibility, and he walked down the mountain.

"You still pray, she is dead in the line!"

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There are too many dilemmas in life, in which, here.

The long-term Sun Wuji must choose to survive or die, and Meng Fu shakes to choose to break and die or not to die.

The micro-smog in the Ding furnace, the clouds are constantly drifting out, and the battle between Beiye and Mengfu shakes each other. The method of breaking the line is in the hands, raising the finger, suddenly it becomes the most difficult choice in the world.

Breaking the line, even if this trip does not fall, even if the two are not afraid to fall with the tripod, what should I do outside the iron in the air? He was seriously injured and still in a coma, and the cloud fell immediately and fell, and he was absolutely unable to save himself.

If you don't break it, in the cloudless environment of the **** sleep, as long as you close your eyes and close your eyes, it is ossified fly ash, and how long can they last?

Meng Fu shook up the tripod and looked at the position of Tiecheng. He was closer to himself. He thought about it: "Take him over, fall, and fall with us. The chances of living are bigger."

She fell sideways, reached out to reach the iron, and connected the two pieces of the broken rope together. The infusion of the true force to the iron into the body, behind the battle in the north of the field standing on the side of the trip to seize her ankle, Meng Fu shake desperately forward, But still a little bit worse.

The battle of the North Field calculated the distance, pulled her down: "I am coming, so I am taller than you." Meng Fu shakes helplessness, the two exchanged positions, and surely, the fingers of Beiye, will be caught in the iron Clothes.

Meng Fu Shake was still a little bit, and desperately sent the body forward. She stood close to the Dingkou, and the chest placket rubbed against the Dingbian. Because she was too concerned about the action of the Battle of Beiye, she did not notice that the placket had been pulled apart in the friction. The key to Yunfu Zhiding given by Yun Soul has already revealed the majority.

The ingots who were kneeling on the other side of her shoulder could not see it.

"Enough!" Battle Beiye suddenly laughed, and grabbed the iron into the clothes. His physical strength was not recovered. Several actions were panting, but the smile was very clear, and Meng Fu’s heart was also a joy, unconscious body. One tilt.

"when!"

Yunfu's New Zealand is rolling down!

It is falling to the red light flashing gap in Dingzhong!

Meng Fu shook his head and saw the soul flying, and raised his hand to catch it, but it was too late.

"Hey!"

Extremely slight, the clouds and clouds are in the center of the gap.

"boom!"

In the twinkling of an eye, the sky and the sky were overturned, and the winds of the four sides screamed fiercely. Meng Fu’s battle against Beiye stood unsteadily and planted in the Ding, and the giant tripod rolled down. The two men in the Ding were smashed to the west and the Venus was taken from the head. I bumped into the other end, and I was hurt by a bruised face. I was struggling with Beibei and struggling to reach Meng to help me shake it. After a few drops, she pulled her and grasped her firmly. Both of them faintly saw the blue wall in the ceiling. The curse suddenly flashed with a shimmer and slowly floated. If there was life, it was suspended on their side. Even if the world was quiet, the heart slammed, and a loud noise shook almost instantaneously.

"boom!"

The dust smoke rises and the frost and snow splash.

Both of them fainted.

......

The sound of birds singing on all sides, accompanied by the faint floral fragrance, this flower smells not very noble, it is like the aroma of rape, the yellow **** in April, smelling the aroma, it seems to see the hometown field, Huge golden rug, rapeseed field, inlaid with green spring grass and willow silk, occasionally in the field, dotted with a few bright pink peach blossoms, it is the most beautiful spring in the past, like a woman on the oil painting The beauty is simple and simple, clear and subtle.

The wind is also very slow, with the unique moisture and fragrance of April, as if in the past life, when I lived in the country, the wind blowing in from my window, when my mother was still sick, she was still in school, once This season, the mother and the daughter brought simple meals, went out to spring, and the most went was the rapeseed field. She sprinkled in the **** field, and her mother took a picture with her old-fashioned point-and-shoot camera, without posing. When I lifted my hand and flew, I could enter the scene. After I went back, my mother washed the photos. In the evening, the mother and the daughter met and looked at the photos. The mother always smiled and said: "My family is shaking, and the faces are beautiful."

He also said: "When you shake, you can see that rapeseed is inconspicuous, but it is beautiful, and your life will be bright and live no matter where you are in the future."

Live... bright.

Without you, without you, there is always a bleak and heavy heart in my heart. Where can I go bright?

Meng Fu shake slowly opened his eyes, first wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes with his hands, and thought about dreaming again.

Then she was shocked.

Actually, it was really a large rapeseed field. There was a dog tail grass on the field, and a few peach blossoms were swaying in the wind.

A peach blossom fell on her face, Meng Fu shakes his hand and grabs it. The petals in his palm are soft and soft, really peach blossom.

How is this going?

In the memory, it is clearly in the cold northern part of the evergreen mountain, in the hardships of the customs, the end of the Qing dynasty, the third level of the giant Ding fell ... Why open your eyes, but see the hometown of the spring ?

Even the small river under the hillside is exactly the same as a single courtyard on the other side of the river.

Fighting North Field? What is the cloud mark? Yao Xun?

Or... I am dead? Has returned to modern times?

Meng Fu shakes the ecstasy of the heart, and the ecstasy just rushes to the top. Suddenly, he remembers the lifeless and long-lasting grandson, and the smile suddenly condenses on his face.

No... No... How can you leave him like this and run back to his origin?

How can I be willing? How can I be willing?

This world is reassuring, and the world is entangled!

How can there be such a dilemma in life?

For a moment, the heart was hot and cold, and the ice and fire were two heavens. Meng Fu shook his palm and chilled, his body was soft, and he stepped back, leaning against a tree behind him.

The tree suddenly spoke.

"What are you doing with me?"

It was a sound of fighting Beiye.

Meng Fu shakes and shakes back, and Wu Beiye is standing behind her, looking at the front with a fascinating color.

Looking at the battle of Beiye, Meng Fu shook his heart at this time, and he didn’t know whether he was disappointed or happy, oh, still didn’t go back...

Suddenly, the aura of the brain flashed, and Meng Fu’s face changed greatly—will not accidentally bring the battle to the north to bring it back to modern times?

This guess made her shake her hand and grabbed the battle of Beiye and asked, "What are you looking at? What did you see? What happened just now?"

"Mingquan Palace is really the most beautiful palace..." The war in the north looked out in front of the gods, and showed me the instructions. "You see, this crape myrtle grows the best, and spends the most time every year." Long, the mother likes the flower, every time I wash her hair, I put the basin under the flower, the petals fall in the basin, and her hair is dyed with amethyst aroma..."

Meng Fu shakes and listens, the more he listens to the more creepy, the first look at Beiye, his smile is clear and sincere, no jokes, Meng Fu suddenly feels that the bottom of the heart is bursting into the air, although it is in this warm In the weather in April, she still trembled.

"Ziweihua..." she murmured.

"Yes, is it fragrant?" The battle of Kitano was comfortable, and the light of joy shone with joy.

"Mingquan Palace..." Meng Fu’s voice has soon turned into a beggar.

"Yeah." Zhanbei Ye pointed to a place to give Meng Fu a shake. That direction is the river in her hometown in Meng Fu’s eyes. "Mingquan Palace is the longest palace I lived with after my mother. I was there when I was young." Growing up, look, under the corner of the temple, and the words I carved with a knife..."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, because just a moment, as if he suddenly saw it, in front of the temple corner, under the crape myrtle, he brought a basin of water, shook his sleeves, shampooed his mother, shook his hands, and splashed water. The two looked at each other...

"You didn't see the **** blossoms?" Meng Fu didn't give up, "There are small rivers... peach blossoms... cottages..."

"What rapeseed peach blossom, what your eyes are, is the crape myrtle flower!" War North wild is a little dissatisfied, she interrupted her dreams, turned back to look at her.

At that glance, Meng was shaken and dizzy.

Walking along the continent of Wuzhou, I have seen many strange things. Only the most strange at the moment, two people, one place, why do you see two different scenes?

She suddenly remembered the Yuanbao adults and Tiecheng, and looked around and did not see Tiecheng, but saw the Yuanbao adults standing in line with them, and looked at the front with obsessive eyes.

That snowy mountain, really beautiful...

Mom’s arms are really warm...

But that embrace, why is it slowly getting cold?

It desperately went to the arms of the arms, trying to find the blood back and the initial warmth in life, but the claws holding it were gradually loosened.

The evergreen beast of a hundred years and one child does not need to be mated. It is only at the right time to find the nine-fruit fruit in the longevity of the Evergreen Mountain.

With the next generation, the mission of the previous generation is over.

It knows that its birth represents the death of a mother, and that is the fate of the evergreen beast that can never be rid of. It will always be an orphan in life.

It’s been a long hundred years, and it’s been that it’s been spent alone...

It is holding a cool mother and burying her head in her arms for a long time.

Suddenly smashed a fat black shadow, took it in his arms, replaced his mother's arms, and made a posture to feed...

what! The old is not dead, the aliens appearing in the immortality of the evergreen beast, the abnormal, breaking the evergreen beast for a hundred years and replacing the rules, the crazy mother mouse!

"Hey!"

The appearance of the black pearl is not worthy of the birth of the fierce **** in the dream, and suddenly awakened the innocent Yuanbao adults.

As soon as he looked up, he was a little embarrassed to think about the black eyes that Shang Meng had shaken and thrilled. Really, Tianyu is really powerful, and he has put some of his local rats in danger.

Yuanbao adults quickly climbed onto Meng Fu’s shoulders and grabbed her ears and yelled. Meng Fu Shaan could understand what it said, but for a moment, the heart understood.

This is Tianyu.

The last state in the four worlds.

In the imagination, the Tianyu should be like Yunfu, the clouds are floating, the Huaguang shines, the high heavens are above the terraces, the fragrant flowers are floating, and the ten heavens are full of heavens.

However no.

Tianyu is in the heart.

The most desirable and most nostalgic place in everyone’s heart is paradise.

This heart is in my hometown, the soul of a lifetime, and the heart is longing for it, it is Tianyu.

Just like the young home she saw when she was young, her mother was not sick, she was carefree, and she was in the most beautiful April, and she was the most stable and beautiful childhood in her life.

Like the Mingquan Palace, which was seen by the North Field, the mother and the child lived together and lived in the court. At that time, he was still a teenager, and his talents were not revealed. The palace outside the palace had not seen him as a nail in his eyes. The life of the step-by-step crisis has not yet fully started. Wash your mother under the wisteria flower stand, and feel comfortable and contemptuous.

"Battle North Field." Meng Fu shook the silence for a long time, slowly said, "I am different from you, I saw."

The battle of Beiye itself is also a man of great turmoil. Although he is addicted to his heart, he immediately turned his head and his eyes narrowed down: "Is there a fraud?"

"This is the last state." Meng Fu shook his sigh. "Although I haven't seen anything wrong with this situation, where is the murder, but I think it's definitely not right."

Zhan Beiye thought about it and handed over the things to her. Meng Fu took a look and yelled: "Oh, our weapons, how did you get them back?"

"In the moment when Ding fell, my hand was shocked, and then suddenly I saw you and my weapon passed by in front of me. I was caught in the busy schedule." The battle in the north is slightly stunned. "I can't help, I can't help." Didn't catch the iron..."

Meng Fu shakes silently, knowing that under such circumstances, he can't catch himself, let alone the injured Northfield? It’s fortunate to be able to catch the weapon, but I don’t know how the cloud is gone, what happened to the iron... and the cloud mark Yao Xun, will it be implicated in the weird peak...

The unknown life and death of many people is on her heart, and the heavy objects usually fall into her faint pain. However, she has always been on the road, no time and no chance to sink into sorrow, move forward, only move forward. If you live yourself, you will have the opportunity to save more people.

So many people give everything for her path. What reason does she have to work hard?

"Are you tired? Let's rest and we will find another way." Meng Fu shook his hand to fight Beiye, picked up his clothes, and took the wound medicine from his arms. "I see if I should take the medicine again-"

Her voice suddenly stopped, and then slowly widened her eyes, black eyes, and gradually deeper darkness, the darkness is the despair of enlightenment, a silent speech.

On the back of the battlefield, the scars suddenly faded!

The original piece had a big blisters, and it was red. After the medicine was taken, the blisters festered and contracted, and white foam appeared. However, the skin was red and damaged. Now the drug is removed and the scar is seen. The festering blisters are gone, only the left. A little white scar, the skin's redness and swelling have also faded.

That injury has actually been half-baked!

But she just took medicine for him and saw it clearly. How could it be restored in such a blink of an eye?

Meng Fu Sha is very aware of the time required for the healing of burns. When she was injured, she was personally cared for. The ancestors had isolated skin on their backs, and the blisters would not be settled until ten days later. In the same way, the battlefield in the north is the strong and strong, and it is impossible to brave to this extent. This is completely against the law of self-healing.

Have they been in a coma for ten days at the moment of their fall?

Nothing is possible.

Meng Fu shakes his body. Although he is exhausted, he has not reached the point where the oil is dry. With the strength of her and the battle of Beiye, how can it be fainted for ten days? That hungry is also starving.

She was shocked at the back of Beiye, and she did not know what she was watching. He only had a good mood when he was shaking with Meng Fu. As for where he fell, he didn’t care. He couldn’t help but joked: Hello, obsessed with the body of the captain? You may wish to use it."

Meng Fu shakes his fists, punches him, puts the wounds away, hates to sit aside, and screams in the north, "I am hurt! You are a stupid woman!"

After saying that he himself did not feel right, the back of the wound has been hurting, and now Meng Fu shakes a fist down, even only a slight pain, what is going on?

He turned his head and looked at Meng Fu, his eyes were dignified.

"I want to..." Meng Fu shook his nails. Her nails grew fast. She just cut it when she entered the country to facilitate the fight. Now the nails have been a lot longer. "Just I just punched you." How long has time passed in that moment?"

Zhan Beiye understood her meaning, her eyes trembled, and she said halfway: "Or can we say, how long can our life support last?"

Meng Fu shakes his knees silently, watching the rapeseed fields on the other side of the field, Tianyu, Tianyu, one day in the sky, thousands of years in the world.

They are obsessed with the paradise of the heart, and every minute and second of lingering here, there may be a day, a day, a month, or a year outside, and during this time, what kind of changes will happen?

To make matters worse, time has increased, and the body's metabolic changes and aging seem to be accelerating. In other words, this fascinating heart of heaven, no killer is necessary, just wait for them to die.

Wait for them, die old.

A dream, Nan Ke.

"You can't sit still." Meng Fu shook the battle and started to get up. "We have to find a way to break."

She looked at Yuanbao adults with inquiring eyes, but Yuanbao adults looked back at her in amazement. In the past, Tiantian, only the magical technique, tempted people to rush to the heart, the world’s most obsessed is the devil, pass away A thousand mountains and waters, can not go to their own hearts, this level is nothing to break the law, relying entirely on their own will.

Originally thought