MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v7 Chapter 14 Finale (on) (3)

Meng Fu Shao has this will, don't worry about this last level, but I don't want Tian Tian to change it again. It seems that he was summoned by the temple master, superimposed with time, or with time and space shifting, introducing Xian domain, in short, This time it has no experience.

Meng Fu patted it, and fortunately said: "Poor mouse, fortunately, your life is equal to people, or maybe now I see your dead body."

Yuanbao adults imagined their old dead body, and the creeps...

"Ah, this trip is still there." Meng Fu shook a circle. Suddenly after seeing the fence, the cloud and the slanting **** fell in the mud. Surprised, "The fence was broken..."

"Yeah, the flower stand in the backyard of Mingquan Palace has been broken..." The battle of Kitano is a pity.

Meng Fu shook his mouth and didn't want to continue this strange conversation. He walked a few steps forward and suddenly saw a flower.

During the day, I felt that there was a glimpse of the sky, and there were countless floating, pale, cursive handwritings.

Meng Fu shakes a sigh, and then take a look, Ding is still the original tripod, there is nothing unusual around, she asked Northfield: "Is there anything I saw?"

"No."

Meng Fu shook his eyes before shaking, drifting past those spells, she looked at those spells, remembered, maybe useful later.

"Ding has a hole?" Battle Beiye suddenly stepped forward and removed the tripod. "Look."

After the giant tripod, there is actually a hole. The strange thing is that the hole is actually upward.

"It won't be the way to the fairyland." Meng Fu shakes and makes a joke. "You see, the scenes in our eyes are different, but the hole behind Ding actually looks the same."

"Go in and have a look." War North has a look around, they have already traveled this place, the boundless and unreachable Mingquan Palace, the endless can not walk out of the **** field, can not find anything that can be broken The place, only the hole in front of it, looks like an opportunity.

Although it may be murderous to know the opportunity, it is better to wait for yourself to be old than to stay in this forever.

"Hey!" Behind the Yuanbao adults suddenly yelled and stopped to stop the two.

"Can't go?" Meng Fu shakes his lower body, Yuanbao adults hesitate, it also feels that this should be an opportunity, but all the opportunities in the four borders are murderous, go, it is likely to be a dead end.

Meng Fu shakes his eyes and looks at his eyes. Silently said: "I don't want to die here, but I don't want to watch you grow old in front of me until death. It's a big deal to die, rather than a soft knife."

"Yes! To die, you will die!" Zhan Beiye strongly agreed, and opened the Yuanbao adults, striding to be advanced.

Meng Fu Sha then followed, and Yuan Bao adults were helpless.

The ladder is very narrow, only one person can climb. It seems to have a sense of heaven. There are clouds on all sides. I can't see the surrounding scenery. The high and straight long steps all the way up, like extending into the sky.

Meng Fu sighed and said: "It’s so high..."

The battle of the North Field is: "Ping Road."

The two looked at each other and suddenly understood that on both sides of Yunfu's tripod, the scenery remained intact, leaving the surroundings of Yunfu Ding, and the scenes of the two people's eyes were separated again.

The battle north is getting hotter and hotter.

He walked the deep corridor in the Mingquan Palace. The long corridor of the dragon that had been burned had a thick crepe. The four sides were so airtight and warm as spring. This corridor leads to the mother's bedroom, and the weak mother blows. No wind, but every time he walks, he feels hot.

Meng Fu shakes more and more cold.

The ground is full of snow and ice, the rocks on all sides are covered with ice, the winds of the mountains are roaring, the ice skates are like scraping the face, the vague peaks are high into the sky, and in the depths of the clouds, Meng Fu shakes tightly. Clothes, the performance against the devastating ice wind, I wonder how this place can stay? This wind is the wind, and it blows people to death.

Her steps are getting more and more slippery. At this time, she is nearly a thousand feet tall. Looking up and screaming in the snow, I can see that the peak is a pair of holes.

Ice cave.

When Meng Fu glanced at the hole, he felt a glimpse of his heart. The familiar pain of seeing new blood on the snow in the daytime was once again rising. She beat her heart colder than this ice wind, and she was chilling. Under this ice cave, I stopped.

The corner of the foot was slightly moved, Meng Fu shook his head and looked down. Yuan Bao adults were licking her robe and motioned her to leave.

At this time, Meng Fu’s warning has already left the warning of “there is a difficult thing to follow the guidance of the ingot”. Other things may be hesitant to consider, but at this moment, her heart is jumping, the whole body’s blood is in Surging, I want to tell her a question that she has been worried for a long time, how can she give up at this time?

Patted the ingots, she turned and did not hesitate to climb up.

The snow and snow cover, the glacier is upside down, there is no platform above the peak, only the ice hole, it looks like a huge needle eye, passing through the wind of 90,000 miles.

Before Meng Fu shook the ice hole, he erased the snow and fog hanging on the eyelashes. He thought about this ghost place, who wants to live here and keep alive for a few days.

The snow foam was wiped out and she looked up.

Then she suddenly froze.

The ice sculpture is generally stiff.

Opposite, the middle of the ice hole, the high-pitched frame, the man with the light purple robes, four golden long and thick giant nails, passed through his wrists and shoulders, nailed him firmly to the frame, front and back They are all greeted with the violent ice wind like a knife, and the new blood and blood on the giant nails and the chain are condensed into blood-colored crushed ice, overlapping layers, shocking, the man’s black hair is scattered. Slightly hanging his head, can't see the face, only revealing a pale amount of snow.

That is... that is...

Meng Fu shakes his body and begins to tremble. First, he trembles slightly. Then he shakes more and more violently. The more he shakes, the more crazy. The crushed ice and frozen snow that falls on her body, because of the shaking, they make a jingle, making a subtle jingle. The voice made Meng Fu feel like he felt that his whole body joints and blood were also frozen, stiff, collided, turbulent in an instant... broken into thousands of pieces, and the blood was full of blood!

"The Promise!"

She screamed and screamed!

She ran so quickly and so fiercely that she couldn’t control her body in the moment of martial arts. The squatting knee hit the ice cliff and it was bloody. The dripping blood was frozen by the ice wind. Blood ice was crushed by Meng Fu’s fierce action.

She stepped on her own blood and used the quickest effort she could make in her life!

The white shadow flashed, and the ingots rushed out to stop her. The first time she had passed the ghost.

The black shadow flashed, and the battle of Beiye also rushed over.

He had just walked to his mother's palace in his own illusion, and he vaguely heard the sound of struggling in the palace, and the sound of cracking the broken bottle.

His heart also jumped up, just to see the curtain, suddenly awakened by the strange shape of Meng Fu.

The finger that opened the curtain immediately fell, and he went back to stop Meng.

Meng Fu’s early outbreak prevented him from opening the curtain, otherwise he would see his mother and be raped by his father.

Because he couldn't see it, Zhan Beiye was still awake. He shot very fast. The long sword had been stopped in front of Meng Fu, and he did not hesitate to knock on the hilt and knocked on her knees.

Meng Fu leaped to avoid, and turned over and rushed in that direction, shouting: "The Promise! Promise!"

On the top, in the ice cave, the eternal Sun Wuji on the criminal frame seemed to hear her call and suddenly looked up.

His mouth was bloodstained and he smiled at her.

Meng Fu shook the heart and felt a black heart, almost planted, she rushed to the cold ice wind, shouted: "Wait for me, I will save you, I will save you -"

The long-term grandson smiled shallowly, his lips squirmed and said a word.

Meng Fu couldn't hear what the sentence was. She was just messed up with the ice and the snow, and beaten with the Northfield Yuanbao who tried to stop her. She desperately ran in that direction: "I will save you! I will come - ”

Opposite, the long-term Sun Wuji finished the sentence, it seems that the mind is finished, and spit out a sigh of relief.

Then he suddenly lowered his head.

A faint heat, silently dissipated between heaven and earth.

"嚓-"

Meng Fu Sha seems to hear the sound of broken life.

Or, is it your own heart, the sound that is broken in an instant?

She snorted and fell straight down from the air, planted on the ground, hitting a wound, but did not know the pain, only looking at the ice hole in the middle, the silent people.

Promise... Promise...

"what!"

She was screaming and screaming.

That screamed and screamed, and the **** sorrows, such as the black lightning and the blue clouds of the iron, surged in the dark sky and the wind and the snow, and the height of the sky was also high and the skin was plowed. Heaven!

In the screams, she suddenly heard the last sentence.

"For your death, I am willing."

Die for you, die for you, die for you...

Die for me, die for me, die for me...

Who is who who died, who died, who died?

Who is going to die, who is going to die, who is damn...

Numerous voices, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, came from the distant sky, roaring into her ears, knocking on her consciousness of smashing and madness over and over again, reminding her over and over again: death and death...

Sinner sinner sinner sinner...

Meng Fu slammed into the land.

With a hand, the sky dragged the red snow in the air and plunged straight into the throat!

She wants to kill!

Kill sinners!

"choke!"

The sword meets, and a star-shaped flower is blown up in the air. Meng Fu shakes the horizontal knife and shoots it back. The momentum of the battle will be forced to retreat, and it is a knife to his heart!

"choke!"

The red-red long sword was once again placed on the knife, and Meng Fu angered her. At the moment, she was wholeheartedly squatting in the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, who was destroying the soul. All her consciousness was succumbed to death by the "long-term promising death of the great-grandson." She is arrogant and arrogant, and the style of recruiting is the same killing of both losers - who stopped her and died together!

She was sorely out of control, but she was still awake in the battle of Kitano, and she could never be smothered like Meng Fu’s shaking. The two were originally between the two, but the north of the battle was retreating, and a little careless, Meng Fu shook a knife, He slid a **** mouth on his lap.

Blood Splash, blood color seems to stimulate Meng Fu Sha, she immediately retaliated and want to kill herself, the battle of the North wild, regardless of the injury and then stop, the two battle together, playing dark, bright and red sword wind, the battle North wild suddenly On one side of the body, there were more scars on the waist.

The thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the north of the wild ambition suddenly cooled cold.

At this moment, the swaying of the moment can not be stopped. He can't slap her hand, and she can't really fight her. However, she is too strong to support her strength. If she goes on, she will die first, and then she will die.

He is not afraid of death, and he does not feel that it is not good to die with the swaying, but he does not want to sway such a crazy death. Her eyes are blood red, and she is obviously immersed in the most terrible nightmare in the world, let her carry it like that. The nightmare to die, too cruel.

Listening to her voice, the long-term grandson is called, her heart, full of him?

She is broad and infinite, and she can only accommodate the love of two people.

The battle in the north field smiled faintly, and some things were unwilling to give up. Some things were already known. I thought about trying hard at the beginning. Then I suddenly realized that for her overwhelmed, fierce fighting would only make her avoid Go further.

Later, insisting that it has not been insisted on, has become a habit has become the most common continuation of eating and sleeping, which continues to deepen the blood marrow, and can not give up.

Isn't it dead?

If someone dies in front of her, should she be able to exchange her waking?

If... If she still has his position in his heart, then his death should wake her up?

The battle of Beiye suddenly stopped, reversed the hilt, and stuffed his long sword into the hands of Meng Fu.

Meng Fu shook his knife sharply, and suddenly he had a long sword in his hand. He stopped at a glance and heard the opposite man:

"From birth to death, my sword will be with me."

Meng Fu shakes the roll of a sword.

"So, the moment I handed the sword to you, my life has already been handed over to you." The battle north is not moving, not letting go.

Meng Fu shook the earthquake, and the sword in his hand stopped, his fingers trembled slightly, and he faintly recognized the words of deja vu in chaos and noise.

"You can't do it." Zhan Beiye doesn't look at the tip of the sword. He only looks at her. The tone is his consistent calm domineering. For the center of the demon, the soft language is useless. Only use the momentum that is heavier than her. she was.

"Otherwise, my sword, which is off the hand, will pass through your chest and plug in the world of Wuzhou. When you go, you will never return." Meng Fu Shao trembled.

Wuzhou Land... Wuzhou Earth...

With the death of one person, covering the blood of the people...

The tip of the sword in the hands of the snow shines brightly, shaking the slight blood, it is the blood of the battle north, the tip of the sword has entered the flesh, but he does not let the step by step, even a little step forward, let The blood is more urgent and more glaring.

"kill me."

Meng Fu swayed his foot and subconsciously moved back.

The ferocious groaning is still ringing, and her head that has had a headache and old illness seems to be blasting. However, this familiar slang and familiar hegemony in her ear vaguely tell her that this person can’t Injured.

In the north of the battle, there was a glimmer of joy in the eyes of the wild, and a step forward, Meng Fu shakes back.

"Don't you kill me?" War North looked at the blood flowing from the tip of the sword, and the light was deep. "So... change my sword and cross your heart."

He shot aloud!

Fingertips pinch the tip of the sword on his chest, and the battle of Beiye is in the direction of the sword, and the hilt is smashed toward Meng Fu’s big hole in front of his chest!

First seize the momentum and reproduce it!

When the rounded hilt was hit, it was also very windy, and the battle of Beiye was not left at the moment!

It’s hard to shake the book, so it’s easy to win her ambition.

The hilt hit, and Meng Fu, who was still worried, shakes her mind and tilts it out. She reacted very sensitively at this time, far more than usual.

Halfway through the air, the ice hole suddenly swooped down from the field of vision and slammed into her eyes. The blood-stained criminal frame and pale face instantly poured into my mind, and Meng Fu shouted and slammed out.

I don’t know what I bumped into, the baggage was smashed behind me, and all the things that fell in the sky were scattered around. Meng Fu’s faint glimpse saw a small blood jade lotus float, and she suddenly thought about it, this lotus ... When did you come back? Is it that Zong Yue is stuffed into his sleeve?

Together with the lotus flower, the sound of the wind on the four sides is chilly, and the black and yellow red light of the large white flowers passes through, and the lines of the ten colors are fascinating. The whistling sounds of the whistling sounds like the chanting of Sanskrit. The sound of cymbals, the morning bells and drums, the four seas rolled up, and the light of the pale blue spells slowly appeared in front of them. Those spells floated slightly in the red light of the blood jade lotus flower, and then their own "弑天" also slowly floated, the light turns between There is also a transparent handwriting that corresponds to those spells one by one.

In the vagueness, I heard a voice whispering in my ear, and the low voice whirls back and forth, and I can't keep floating in those lights.

"My love, come back now."

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Returning...

Meng Fu shook his eyes and fell into the darkness.

Open your eyes, still dark.

I don't know where it is, I don't know where I am, I don't even know if I am alive or dead.

The body is thick, and the darkness of the fingers is not visible. I feel that my body is floating, like the feeling in the clouds, but not like the clouds and clouds, the hands and feet are not working, she only thinks I am very light and flexible, like a feather floating in the sky.

However, it is such a light, this kind of thing can not touch the feeling of not being close, so that she is very desperate - dead, he must be dead, not only dead, it seems that the soul is also into the 18th floor of **** Forever, the world must not be super-born.

When I think that I have to go alone in this boundless darkness, Meng Fu feels that it is better to let myself die again to see if he can die completely.

She went looking for her own knife.

The knife has disappeared.

Ah... yes, once you become a soul, where can the mortal weapons die?

Meng Fu swayed with big eyes, and the smoke in his mind rolled. The previous scene of tearing heart and lungs once again came to my heart. She closed her eyes and pressed her hand to the heart, trying to stop the sudden pain.

The scene of the ice cave is so vivid and vivid that his look is as meticulous as she is. She intuitively believes that the scene is not a illusion, it is true, it is true...

When I thought about it, I couldn’t breathe. The hands and feet were cold, and Meng Fu shook hands and hugged myself in the cold.

Surrounded by the extreme darkness of the darkness, quiet to the vacuum, there is no sound of life and red dust. Meng Fuzhi knows that this kind of quiet and absolute blackness is very dangerous and can lead to the darkness of the human heart. Crazy, once this state has been around for a long time, it is not crazy, but also dead.

She didn't want to suffer from this silent, unrelenting darkness, and then madly died.

This eternal darkness, this dull night, this **** tears all the way... tired, really tired...

There are constant tinnitus in the vagueness, and there are people who whisper in the ear: it is better to return, it is better to return...

It is better to return.

That's it.

If you can’t get out, you don’t want to go out. Life is too bitter. To escape a life requires many people to lay the road. Why bother? Why?

Meng Fu sighed slightly, and his luck sank, and his heart was rushing.

When the earthquake is broken, it will be closed, no longer suffering from yourself, and no need to drag others.

Her true strength, did not hesitate to rush to the heart.

There was a sudden burst of blue smoke in front of it.

Meng Fu shakes a shock, and the gas is stopped. She looks at the front carefully, slamming the smoke, and squatting straight on it. It is obviously a fireworks like firewood.

The smoke was so thin that nothing could be illuminated, but it instantly brightened her dark and self-injured mind.

It turns out... there are still people.

It turns out that... you can still see red fireworks.

It turns out that this darkness is not eternal and cannot be broken, and that it is no longer necessary to be driven by this absolute darkness.

The fireworks of the red dust looked so smart, floating in the sky, changing into various shapes. Meng Fu looked at the obsessive look and never noticed that the original smoke could be so beautiful.

She didn't know where the smoke came from, but immediately swayed her spirits and took back the true power of the heart.

Not yet at the most desperate moment... Even at the most desperate moment, she shouldn’t be self-satisfied. She wants to go out, she wants revenge, her responsibility is not over, and the road ahead is not finished. Is there any reason for the self-defeating?

The power of this force suddenly felt that the body was a little different, and many words suddenly appeared in the mind. These words seemed to be exercises, and some familiar, she thought for a while, suddenly remembered the moment before she fell into a coma. Distinct scenery.

She remembered that the black and white spells appeared on all sides, and then her own "弑天" also floated up. The symbols on "弑天" lit up and were connected with those spells... No, it was not a spell, it was also a word!

It is the other half of the word!

And the word on "弑天" is the radical radical!

Adding these two things together into a word is a practice!

In an instant, she remembered that when she saw the "character" when she entered Yunfu Zhiding, she had a heartbeat, but she didn't think about why the spirit machine touched. Now she understands. At that time, she first read the half word on "弑天", then look at it. When I went to the "character", I actually thought of these two things together, but I couldn't catch it for a while.

A moment before the coma, the words were combined under the light, and they passed through her mind in an extremely vivid way. The glimpses of the light were deeply remembered, and she could not forget it.

What's more, she remembered this practice in her mind, and felt that it was quite similar to the book of the wind that was taken out from the sea. Many places can prove each other. In the past, some of the problems in the heart were solved. .

Meng Fu shakes his spirits and sits on his knees to practice. Before practicing, he gratefully looks up at the smoke.

This smog is too important for her.

In the coldest, most tired and desperate, when she was invaded by the demons, the smoke was like a pair of thin, soft but warm hands, and she was saved.

She dispelled distracting thoughts and concentrated in cultivation. I don't know what the sun and the moon are, and I don't want to know what the sun and the moon are. Just every once in a while, I will look up and look at the front.

The smoke is intermittent, but it never stops.

This smoke is like a signal, a signal that "I am, I am waiting for you, I am with you", supporting Meng Fu Sha, persisting in the darkness of darkness and horror, and concentrate on doing his own business.

This smoke made her feel that she had not been abandoned by the world, and she was never alone. Even if fate tortured her invisible, it was her hope, her spiritual pillar.

In the darkness and quiet, Meng Fu shakes that the body is getting brighter and brighter. The flow of true gas still needs to pass through the meridians. Now it has spread all over the body, and the deep air of the instinct of Dan Tian, ​​faintly about a small Lotus, that lotus is warm and clean, and it blooms in the pavilion.

That lotus... looks like the flower in the palm of the hand.

Meng Fuya thought that there would be a pain in her heart, and she would quickly converge her mind. Before the practice was completed, she would not dare to indulge herself and then go to the fire.

I don't know how many days later, Meng Fu shook his eyes on a certain day, and suddenly felt the world bright.

She was happy in her heart, thinking that she was out of sleep, and that it was not all around, but her own hands.

The palm of the hand was originally jade white, and now it can be turned into a slightly transparent, but the fingertips are still red, the fingers are slender, tender red to the tip, and it looks like a wonderful ten petals.

She was so angry that her body suddenly sinked slowly, and the body that floated for a long time finally fell.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and walks. He walks straight and walks two steps. The light in his hand is slightly bright, and the hair is scattered like she has not been combed.

A hair floating in front of my eyes.

Meng Fu shakes and glances at it, does not care, just thinking, this hair color is a bit strange? She thought it was the color of the light from her hand, and she didn't care to pick up her hair.

At the moment when her hair started, she suddenly groaned.

That is... white hair.

White hair!

Meng Fu swayed at the white hair, remembering the time when the sky was flying fast. How long did the outside world last in the time when he was trapped in cultivation? White hair... I was shocked to see white hair. Is it that I have grown old during this time?

The red-faced bullet refers to the old, the moment is Fanghua, and in a flash, the star has also been.

Meng Fu Shao gently pulled all his hair, I thought I would see a silver wire, but fortunately, it was really just "鬓 has stars".

She raised her hand and touched her face. I was afraid that I could touch the face of a chicken skin, but it was okay, and the skin under my palm was smoother. It seemed to feel better than before.

She sat down, not rushing out, but quietly, trying to digest her own horror.

Turn around and see the smoke reappear.

Smokey, ignited from the fire.

However, the fire on the fire was not a branch, but a half of a boot.

Sitting in the north of the field, sitting next to the fire, his face was stunned, his clothes were not covered, and the fire was carefully added.

He put the other half of the boots on his side, carefully set aside, ready to burn again next time. Who knows when Meng Fu will come out? In order to maintain this continuous smog, she was not allowed to be driven by the darkness. All the things that could be burned in the vicinity were burnt out. Finally, he began to burn his robe and burned all the things that can be burned on the body. The clothes were peeled off layer by layer. Down, add to the fire, although the celestial world is a fantasy, but it is the Mingquan Palace in winter, and all the real things are real, the big winter weather is not good, his clothes are almost off. Clean, in the cold wind of winter, I have to stop working hard to resist the cold, sometimes sleepy and extremely sleepy at night, not to be immediately awake, it is a dream that was extinguished by the fire, and he barely closed his eyes these days. In a twinkling of an eye, I lost a lot.

There was a shred of sound behind him. He turned his head and saw the ingots dragging a thing over. It was a small leaf, and he didn't know how far it ran. He was taken cherished by the North Field, and he touched it. Touch its head.

He carefully pressed the leaves under half of the broken boots. Now even a leaf is good. Who knows when the fire will go out? It can be a moment to illuminate, even if it is only a moment, it is good.

He collects the leaves like a good jade, and puts his bare feet under his legs in the cold wind, so that he can keep a little bit of heat - Jin Zun Yugui overlooks the emperor of the world, even if he suffers from the pursuit of juveniles, he has always been Before the call, there was no joke, but he didn’t feel so bitter.

He was afraid that she would not give him a chance and let him suffer for her.

Yuanbao adults sat quietly on his side, watching the Fang Ding - Meng Fu Sha is in Dingzhong, but Ding Gai has been sealed, they can't get in any way, they are very worried that Meng Fu shakes inside to practice Dan. But there is nothing to be done. In the end, there is no help. In the battle, Kitano sees a small hole in the convection. Every day, he raises the fire against the hole. He counts on the smoke and can tell her that he is always in.

The eyes of the battle of Beiye fell behind Ding, and behind it was the snow of Changqing Mountain. In fact, the realm of Tianyu has been broken. When Meng Fuyao inexplicably fell into a piece of Huaguang, it suddenly appeared after a huge trip. The peaks of the Qingshen Mountain, the battle of Kitano, know that if you go out and cross the trip, you can completely leave this horrible Tianyu, you can avoid the rapid transit time in this celestial domain, and spend time on the years and time. However, he did not.

He chose to sit in front of this trip and not burn away, burn all the things that can be burned, and give the Meng Fu in the darkness a glimmer of hope forever.

The battle north looked up and looked at the pale green ding, the black eyes like ebony, seemingly to fall through the body of the smashing gun, falling on the Meng Fu shake of Dingzhong.

Shake.

I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you.

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The sky gradually darkened, together with the little fire, the flames faint together, a dying pattern - the boots were burned.

The battle in the north, sighing, looking around, I can't find anything to burn. He hesitated to look at himself... that, can't take off the pants and burn it?

Cherished to pick up the last leaf, the battle of Beiye in the hands of a Capricorn, sighed helplessly, and carefully added the leaves into the fire.

As soon as the leaves entered the fire, the flames shone slightly, and the four sides suddenly burst into a loud light, and then a loud bang!

In the blink of an eye, I thought that this leaf was a gunpowder bullet and exploded in the fire!

However, in a blink of an eye he woke up and ecstatically looked up.

In front of me, the pale green dragons that have been closed for these days, suddenly the color changes and the whole body is white, just like being grilled and crispy, it bursts open!

The shattered body splashed everywhere, and the thick and unclear material of the pale blue pieces screamed and danced like a meteor in the air, and the Mingquan Palace in the North Wild Mirage was ruined. The battle of Kitano was not able to take care of it. He leaned slightly. Looking at the head, looking at the middle of the shard, the woman who fluttered.

The woman’s long hair and her robes are flying in the wind, and the long-sleeved sleeves are petal-like, but the lightness is also extremely extreme and noble. The moonlight outlines her outline, an exquisite side. Afterwards, Huaguang’s bright colors are shining, like a new moon in the clouds.

When she turned her face, it was still the usual face. When she attacked Kitano, she suddenly felt that her eyes were bright, and a world-famous lotus flower suddenly opened up between heaven and earth.

She turned her face and saw the battle of Kitano, and immediately revealed a pleasant and warm look.

This kind of vision made Wu Tianye, who was still not used to it, immediately let go of his heart. This kind of vision is unique and the facts prove that no matter how she step by step, she is still bright, warm and fresh. Live and proud Meng Fu shakes.

Meng Fu shakes down from the air, stepping on a piece of broken piece to come to him, approaching her to see her, it seems that her eyebrows seem to be more open, the skin color is more crystal clear, although the appearance is unchanged, the look is More distinguished and sparse, a bit of a war, Kitano looked at her deeply, only that she was her rather than her at the moment, but suddenly she knew so clearly, from now on, she really, will not be his again she was.

He raised his face and his black eyes were broken at the end of the world. When he passed the mountain, he did not smell the sound of a lonely flute. From then on, she spent the water on the water, and he passed through the gorgeous lightning in his life. Lost forever, the wilderness of the years is always a lonely traveler.

But it doesn't matter. He first witnessed her beauty. He accompanied her through the most difficult road. She had a deep imprint of his life in her life, and she slanted in every shallow day that belongs to her. Like the sleeves and the light and shadow of the sun, she will never find his existence.

Zhan Beiye looked at her, so slow, but still smiled clearly, responding to her warmth.

Then his gaze fell on her side, because of the smug white, some frowning that was not noticeable... Has it been so long? Her white hair is born, what about herself?

He didn't want to see it. From now on, young or old, UFA or Cang Yan, has no meaning to him.

"Let's go." Standing up and welcoming her, did not say the hardships of waiting these days, did not say that it is not easy to maintain the fire, not to say that those who are hungry and tired, not even think of their own clothes, he is frank Welcome, take her out.

Meng Fu’s eyes turned on him and fell on the little fire. He suddenly understood what he had done. Her eyes were soft and soft, and she said, “Is it cold?”

In the battle of Kitano, I remembered my wolverine, released my hand, and my face was red and red. Meng Fu’s shaking saw him blushing, couldn’t help but smile and turned his eyes away.

Um... She didn’t see anything, didn’t see his broad chest and strong body, didn’t see his smooth, wide shoulders and smooth skin...

"I don't know what's going on outside." In the silence of her, she took the initiative to open the subject and gently pulled out her own white hair and said: "I am so afraid of the sea and the sky..."

I am afraid of squatting in the sea, and then looking back at the people I am looking for.

"We are here, there are about eight or nine days, and it hasn't been a long time." War North said slowly. "But I don't know how long it is after eight or nine days."

He showed his worried eyes and looked out at Yuntian. He said: "But don't expect too much time, but hope not to cause something that should not be there..."

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However, as the North Warriors feared, the celestial realm was eight or nine days, and it has been nine months in the outer world. In the past nine months, because of the unclear life and death of the war in the north, the continent of Wuzhou has undergone tremendous turmoil.

Dawan Wujun Dudu, the military and heroic marshal Ji Yu, suddenly proposed to attack the 穹 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Not to send, the Manchu martial arts fell into the tongue debate, and secretly sighed, the queen since the succession, the domineering and aura of the original seems to disappear, Dawan's gradual and stable political, it seems that there must be instability.

From the outside world, although the power of the military is not the Ji Yu of Dawan nationals, it has been opposed by most of the courtiers. When Marshal Ji was angry, he gathered his troops and fired three shots.

He did not oppose Dawan, but only took his own soldiers to borrow the help of the Queen of Fufeng, and jointly supported the Queen of the Winds, Yalanzhu, and prepared the warships in the Fufeng Ehai squad, and the males lined up, and the tigers looked at the sea.

Feng Wu naturally can not let this