Chapter 2617: Bungei bamboo!

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Stars are like water.
Autumn is endless.
Lingfeng and the old Taoist priests sit in front of the bamboo house, and the skylights light up the wooden table among them. The air is filled with the smell of the food. The old wine exudes a touch of alcohol, not the wine, but the market of Yingdu Shengguo. Inferior wine.
Clear porridge and light rice.
can.
The two characters did not care at all, the spirits, the autumn wind, the starry sky, talk about life and death.
"Keep you alive!"
The old Taoist priest picked up the jug and served it with Lingfeng, and Lingfeng, a seriously injured person, did not care. He smashed a pot with the old Taoist, and then Lingfeng suffocated the blood, and the blood stained the clothes.
Ling Feng mouthful of drinking, big mouth coughing blood.
If it is crazy.
"It's not easy to live!"
Ling Feng’s eyes are very embarrassing and blushing, it is full of sad feelings.
The old Taoist looked at Ling Feng, but he did not know how to comfort. The things that Ling Feng had done after the enchantment were indignant, and he personally fell in love with his relatives. When he woke up, did he feel that he was not as good as death?
At the beginning.
She died in the first hand, he was crazy.
What about Ling Feng?
Ye Witch, Ling Qing is his own blood blade, what kind of feeling is that?
At this moment, should he hate himself?
"A big dream, don't think too much."
The old Taoist priest raised the jug on the Lingfeng hip flask and said, "Some things are not your intention."
"May the world be better!"
Ling Fengju pot and the old Taoist priest.
"Really to hide the world?" Ling Feng asked.
"Really to hide the world!" the old Taoist replies.
"Then respect the world!"
Ling Feng drank a pot of wine, and the old Taoist was not slow. A pot of wine drank directly. The old face was covered with flushing. Although he was a heavenly figure, he did not use force to force alcohol out. Alcohol flows through the body.
It’s hard to get drunk in a few times.
"Have you ever had a child with her?" Ling Feng looked up and asked the old Taoist.
"No!"
The old Taoist demeanor, thinking of the past years, he is not a Taoist, but because she passed away, she has not entered the customs.
That is the reflection of youth.
That is the long life.
He thought that life would stop at that time. He was willing to give up the martial arts and did not want to sit on her commandment. It was so sad. Until now, whenever he remembered, he was deeply saddened.
He was a little angry with Ling Feng’s eyes.
of course.
He knows what Ling Feng is asking.
"I am not my granddaughter."
The old Taoist confessed: "At the beginning, I left the gate and came to the Tianquan Holy Land. I found this child in a ruin, and I kept it by my side."
"Zhizhu is a poor child."
The old Taoist eloquently said: "It is not easy for her to live to the present. I see it as my own and hope that she will have a bright future."
"So, have you brought her here?"
Ling Feng’s eyes flickered, and the old Taoist priests could have hidden in the world. But it’s still because of Wen’s birth, and he is in Tianquan Ancient Court. How can he hide in the world?
and.
He let Wen Xizhu enter the Tianquan Ancient Court and temper between life and death. This is not a hidden style.
The old Taoist sorrowed for a moment and then slowly said, "The big looming in the world, and I don't want to blame the bamboo is incompatible with this era, she is still small, always have some skills to defend themselves, otherwise it will be bullied, what should I do?"
"You can teach her."
Ling Feng said seriously. "Tianquan Ancient Court is not as good as you."
"I know."
The old Taoist priest said, "But Tianquan Ancient Court is more suitable for her, and I should have been hidden, and I don't want to reveal it too much."
"This is why you let Wen Xizhu enter the Tianquan Ancient Court?"
"Yes!"
"Do you want her to step on our old road?" Ling Feng smiled.
"..."
"This reason is not reasonable, change one." Ling Feng said.
"..."
The old Taoist priest felt that he had done a stupid thing. Why should he talk about this thing with this deadly metamorphosis?
Even without force, Ling Feng’s IQ still makes people feel chilling.

Let her learn some skills to defend herself, this is only one aspect.

The old Taoist priest explained: "The other side is..."
"You want to let her stay with you for a little longer, right?" Ling Feng directly interrupted the old Taoist, and said. The old Taoist priest opened his mouth, he did not know how to explain it. The old face was also covered with burgundy. As Ling Feng said, the literary bamboo without ability and strength can only live for a hundred years, and it will hang down and die. Wen Xizhu can step into Wudao, aged
The month will be a bit longer.
Two hundred years, five hundred years...and even three thousand years.
He is old.
For Tiandao characters, he is just getting started. There is still a long time in the future. He has only a single shadow, and he has nothing to do with it. After the appearance of Wenzhu, the feeling is different.
He really wants to have such a granddaughter.
can.
He was also worried that the white-haired people would send black-haired people, and thus they would let Wen Xizhu enter the road.
"Yes!"
Indulging in a long while, the old Taoist priest still nodded hard.
"Yes, once you enter the road, I am afraid that it is not so easy to get out of the way." Ling Feng sighed and said: "You and I are all, you want to let Wen Xizhu enter the road, but where is the world?"
The old Taoist gaze is burning, and it can be grayed out in an instant.
How can there be a long life in the world?
No one power is willing to send you resources for no reason, and you have to pay if you want to get it. There are so many resources in the universe, so you have to fight and you must fight.
Shopping is going to be dead.
Only if the strength is strong enough, the talent is good enough, and the luck is good enough, it will be able to overcome a lot of difficulties and step into the strongest.
It can be said that every genius character is born on the bones of others.
thus.
Wen Xizhu wants to live forever, only bloodshed to get a long life, the original Ling Feng and the old Taoist are such a person, but unfortunately others have won, and they have lost.
in fact.
When the old Taoist priest left the gate, the price paid was not small. The Taoist door paid so much resources. Where can the old Taoist priests leave?
"If you are me, what should you do?" asked the old Taoist. Ling Feng did not respond to the old Taoist priests, but looked into the distance, and his eyes became far away. "The prosperous world is coming, saying that it is a prosperous world. In fact, it is a troubled world. All major forces have to fight for resources. Geniuses must compete for resources. You want to hide. Can you really do it?
?

"..."
Ling Feng smiled and said, "Can you hold her in this troubled times?"
"What would you do if you were?"
The old Taoist looked directly at Ling Feng’s eyes and wanted to know the answer.
"I have no choice."
Ling Feng said frankly: "I don't have a granddaughter."
"..."
I don't know how, the old Taoist would like to beat people.
"Wen Xi Zhu is in the rainy season, she was born poor, more mature than other children, and will be an adult in a few years, you may wish to ask her."
Ling Feng was coughing up blood and his face was paler, but he said: "She wants to step into the martial arts, then you will help him become enlightened. If she wants to be vulgar, then you will take her to the world."
"it is good!"
The old Taoist priests. In fact, he is quite contradictory. On the one hand, he hopes that Wen Xizhu can live. He will stay with him for a long time and hope that Wen Xizhu will not experience the tragedies they have experienced, especially the love and death in front of himself, and he More worried that I am giving
I am willing to see you off.
He can't stand it!
can.
This is the future of Wen Xizhu.
He should not force Wen Xizhu to follow his own will and direction because of his past events. He should follow the meaning of Wen Zhu.
How many people can do what they like to do in their lives?
The entrance is full of danger.
but.
If you love this road deeply, what if you succumb to it?
Life is not as safe as it is, but it is vigorous.
Everyone's dreams are different and cannot be forced.
of course.
This should be asked when Wen Xiu was an adult. At that time, her thoughts were mature and she was responsible for her future.
Drinking wine.
Ling Feng is the sad young man. He sat in front of the bamboo house without image. He is cold against jade, as if the curved moon in the study of heaven is not round.
The old Taoist left. He not only cleans the home in the home, but also organizes the manuals and sends them to those geniuses. Ling Feng is sitting on the sky and looking at the eyes. He coughs up blood from time to time, but he is not killed. Just the wound on the face is tearing
Cracked, it looks shocking.
The breeze is slowly.
Combing bamboo forest and grass.
Ling Feng is like a wooden stake, not to say no.
"I am still alive!"
When the crescent moon is empty, the lingering secluded opening, the sound passes through the wind, flying through the bamboo forest, it seems very weak, but it is so powerful.
He is still alive!
What else is more important than this?
Ling Feng has been silent for a long time, like hemoptysis can not stop, gasping can not come.
For a long while, he looked up at the void, looking like he was crossing the endless sea of ​​clouds and looking into the distance.
"You will be very tired."
He said infatuation. "But I know you can do it well!"
Finished.
His demeanor became tired and the injury worsened. It was almost out of control. A large piece of blood rushed out of the body, making Ling Feng suffocating, but his current state could not contain the injury.
After half a month.
Wen Xizhu is back.
"Big brother, are you not dumb?"
Wen Xizhu looked at Ling Feng curiously, and was full of curiosity about the person who was seriously injured.
How did he do it?
If someone else has suffered such a serious injury, I am afraid that I will be killed for a long time.
"No!"
"Then you didn't open your mouth before?" Wen Xizhu asked, she had not said some heartfelt words before Ling Feng, and now she is a bit shy.
"I am thinking about something." Ling Feng said with a smile.
"Then what I said before, how much do you remember?" Wen Xizhu asked with a sly look, the girl in the rainy season was the most innocent and lovely.
"I don't remember one sentence." Ling Feng said.
Wen Xiu is full of vigilance and looks at Ling Feng, walking around Ling Feng.
"what happened?"
"Men are big pig hooves!"
Wen Xi Zhu snorted, some arrogantly walked away, and the sound of the tender and green voice was far away. "Big brother got better soon."
Looking at the "horse tail", Ling Feng grinned.
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