Chapter 287: Sister, demon escaping to understand (fan 3)
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Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling
- Táng Yǒu Cháng'ān
- 722 characters
- 2021-02-04 09:14:17
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"I thought later, there may be a contradiction between you and the right way," she said in his arms, his cheeks against his chest. "But it is not right. If you really don't like the right way, why should you order the magic to converge now?" Right way to peaceful coexistence?"
Xuanzang gently stroked her hair on the other side, smiled and listened to her, her eyes were unusually gentle and soft, and said: "The aunt, now want to ask the brothers why?"
She shook her head.
"Actually, I already have some guesses. As long as you tell me, I am right."
Her fingertips condensed aura, slowly drawing a Taiji figure in the air, black and white two-color yin-yang fish rotation, two different colored spots fell in it.
"When I was in the fog, I saw only the white mist. I always thought when I was idle. Why do you do all this?"
The black and white two colors represent the yin and yang. The boundary between black and white is the interval between yin and yang. The black dots in the white indicate that there is yin in the yang, the black and white dots indicate that there is yang in the yin, and the rotation in the sun is continuous.
Everyone feels that the Tao and the magic are not the same, just as the aura and the magic are clearly defined.
She looked up at him: "But you told me that the magic is refined to the purest chaos; the people of the whole world know that the aura of the Qing is born from the chaos; the aura is only stained with magic. And it will soon be assimilated into magic. This is the same as yin and yang fish, there are white in the black, black in the white, magic and aura, is not the same?"
He smiled and didn't answer, but his eyes encouraged him: "There is still."
"Since the righteousness is like yin and yang, then it is complemented by each other, and the lips are dead and cold. The demon of the devil is weak and weak, and the power of cultivation in these years is becoming less and less; after you swear, the strength of the demon domain is rising, at the same time The newcomer is getting more and more."
Her hand suddenly tightened, tightening his hem and taking a deep breath.
"I didn't know why before, but the windy moon - the door of the demon world is getting more and more unstable. Just by the right way, it is decided that they can't stop them!"
"Five years ago, did you discover the truth about the demonization to invade, you are demon, in order to improve the strength of the demon, in order to be the boundary door after the breakthrough, the joint righteous magic repair together against the demon repair ?!"
Russell’s distressed heartache.
Therefore, after the demon's invasion, the demon's devil will rush back to the right path, let the righteous insult and anger, will only stand alone in the battlefield, killing the evil spirits.
Therefore, he will resist the invasion of the demon in the human world, and reinforce the seal of the gates. The millennial monastic repairs are scattered throughout the world, and the souls disappeared from the heavens and the earth.
He is so embarrassed that he never dazed to ask for help, even if he was insulted and misunderstood and dispelled hatred, he was too lazy to explain.
What he has to do is never the first person in the right way or the demon king.
What he wants to maintain is never the right path or the magic field.
And just...
world.
Qianshan alone, do not have to send.
Lonely light, liver and gallbladder are snow and ice.
She grabbed his sleeves, raised her eyes, and looked at him with a burning and tenacious look. "You told me, is this the case? Are you already planning to die?"
His steady breathing finally got messed up.
On the low-pitched face, I don’t know when it’s quietly faded away. The eyelashes trembled, and there was some rare dodge in the light. He reached out and tried to touch her, but he was escaped.
"...aunt."
He looked at her fresh face like a tender flower in March. She blinked and looked serious. She saw that he was more guilty and finally whispered, "Auntie."