Chapter 440: .Devil's ex-girlfriend (19)

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"Your Majesty, do you just let them run away?"
There was a female voice in the room.
Lin Lang's body leaned against the window, wiping the blood on his lips with a veil. Looking up, the woman's heart was full of distress, and she couldn't wait to chase it out and kill the dynasty supreme father and son, so that she could make a bowl of human flesh. Tangbu tonic.
Well, Miss Momen's fighting power is so sturdy.
"Otherwise?" Lin Lang raised her eyebrows, her lips closed red, and she was lazy in style, "This seat is sure to leave that little Langjun's identity, but the Emperor Yantian, but not now you and me It can be beaten. Besides, this is the site of Jianmen. It ’s really going to get a lot of trouble. We may have to sleep in these three feet of deep snow. "
The girl's heart felt guilty, "Chunxi is stupid, and he has not broken through the fairy king, embarrassing Her Majesty."
This kind of intimate heart is really hard to find with lanterns.
Lin Lang recruited people, and gave a gentle touch to kill.
"It doesn't matter, this seat knows."
He looked at her brightly.
Her majesty is really safe!
Lin Lang smiled slightly.
On the other side, Yu Wuxue was led by a fat elder to a place where he was rarely seen.
It was surprisingly quiet here, leaving only the sound of rustling snow.
The fat elder stopped and turned his mouth towards the younger brother. Later, when he realized that he was no longer visible, he whispered to remind him, "The master is inside and will not let us in. What else, the old man is getting angry, younger brother. You also know that this old man is more or less a bit grumpy. You, please be more comfortable with him and talk about good things to coax people. The old man feels so distressed to you that it wo n’t be too harsh. "
The fat elder did n’t say that this old man was not only angry, but also reached the most terrible natural disaster in history. The brothers who came back with the old man were all tortured and miserable. Finally, they spent a lot of spirit stone maintenance There was another big loss of hair, but it hurt them badly.
Of course, they are even more distressed by their own brothers. Several times they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to report the news so that they could prepare for both hands, but the old man saw them one by one.
The elder Taishang had a good temper, and when he came back, he threw the disciples into the corner and reflected on it, resolutely preventing them from pleading for the disciples.
The elder Fatty nodded at the teacher and said, without worrying, he walked in alone.
He couldn't help whispering in his heart, shouldn't it be a big problem? The master loved him the youngest brother the most. He was close to him when he was good. He arrogantly cast their group of disciples as fathers after the murder, let alone punish him.
When a cold wind blew, the fat elder stomped his numb legs, and his eyes fell unconsciously on the black monument in front.
Jianling.
This is where the Jianmen Patriarchs buried their bones.
Yu Wuxue fumbled around the wall and slowly walked to an empty palace.
The tip of the nose poured into a scent of incense, not thick nor strong.
"master."
He stood tall and performed a junior ceremony.
"Don't be filial piety, don't kneel after seeing the Patriarch!"
There was a loud blast in the hall, and there was a chill around him.
He raised his eyebrows and lifted his robe.
Completely, without any resistance, "Bang" kneeled straight down.
The knee bone collided heavily with the cold stone slab, like a broken jade.
The white-haired old man's face shook slightly, and he didn't see such a self-abuse kneeling method of a young disciple, but he remembered that he had committed a terrible catastrophe.
"Jade Wuxue, the sixth generation of disciples in Yumen, can you know what's wrong?"
"Disciples know the wrong."
The old man with white hair was so relieved that he didn't mention it. In the past, he practiced as fast as the wind. Now he admits his mistakes as fast as the wind.
It must have been damaged by that woman!
The old man with white hair saw the young disciple kneeling properly, his eyes covered with a white silk, and his waist was thin and thin, like a Zhilan Yushu covered in frost. Pitying his recent experience, he couldn't help but calm down. What's wrong with you? "
In the end, the closed disciple who has been distressed for decades, if he can get lost, can he still hold the wrong place as a master?
The disciple's spine was straight, just like his sword blade.
"The disciples know what they are wrong, and they are ashamed of the master's teachings for many years, and they have a glimpse of the Tao."
"The disciple knows his mistakes and is ashamed of himself with his sword pointing to heaven and earth, overturning the sea."
"Disciples know the wrong--"
His hands flicked away, his forehead tapped the bones of the ancestors.
"It's a disciple who has two hearts and two minds, a wolf heart and a dog lung, and I don't know how to repent and bully the teacher and destroy the ancestor."
The clamoring man was proud and broke.
The head of the guigui man was also lowered.
"Please master, complete."
The white-haired old man was very angry and smiled, "What a wolf-hearted dog lung, what a bully teacher destroys an ancestor, Yu Wuxue, you are so fascinated by some female ghost, even the master who gave birth to you is not your concern! Look at yourself, what kind of dog are you alive? Your sword bone is still there, but you have been bent down by a woman for no good reason! "
The younger disciple yelled, "The teacher learned something."
"Master! It's hard for you, but I still remember you as your master!" Taishang elder sneered. "Should I feel honored?"
"No matter what happens, the master will always be Wu Xue's master." He said seriously.
"Okay! Since you still remember--" Elder Taishang's eyes were sharp and sharp, "Then you are facing the grandpa's card, loud, knocking three heads, saying that you are just a fascinating moment, let grandpa master open up and spare you Second. Waiting for Jianling, you are just my disciple of Jianmen, and no longer have any relationship with any red dust fan. "
He stubbornly said, "Otherwise, my sword gate will not allow you to be like a greedy guy!"
Yu Wuxue looked up sharply.
Seeing the incredible expression of his disciple, the old man with white hair grabbed a heart and felt very uncomfortable.
But he must not continue to let this evil wind go!
"master……"
The disciple's lips turned pale, and only a few rosy cheeks faded away.
Panicked and dazed.
He thought about the master being angry, and what kind of end he would face, and even prepared to be left out by the teacher.
However, neglect and exile are not the same thing at all!
He was an orphan without a father and mother. He grew up in the sword gate of the year-round snow, and he was valued by the master, and he was cared by a group of brothers. He did not teach him to be aggrieved. This is his home. The master wants to chase him away, so he ... Isn't he going to be a homeless orphan wandering around?
"master……"
The young disciple whispered again, slightly hoarse.
The old man with white hair suddenly thought of the day when he was picked up. The little baby was wrapped in tattered linen and his skin was bluish-violet. He didn't even have time to open his eyes, sobbing a murky voice. Today, he looks like a young man, with seven feet of angzang, jade crowns high, and the world cold, but it can't withstand the casualness of his eyebrows.
"I will give you some incense sticks."
Taishang elder closed his eyes and closed his trembling palms.
In the thin sandalwood, the voice of "begging the master to take back his life" was called to the dumb.
Outside Jianling, fat elders walked back and forth.
A figure stumbled out.
It's all blood.
"Brother! Brother, what's wrong with you? What's going on with you?" The fat elder hurried up to help him, just touching his sleeve, the thick and warm liquid made him tremble.
"Lin, Linlang--"
His breath was weak and he murmured a name repeatedly.
Consciousness is in chaos, and the headache is splitting.
Yu Wuxue couldn't bear the pain, and there was a quick, hoarse scream in his mouth.
The fat elder was anxious, "Brother! Brother, you wake up!"
"Take me ... to find her ... brother ..."
A hand protruded from under the sleeve gown, twisted like an eagle claw, and the fat elder was shuddered by his face, and could not help crying out in pain.
"Brother ... please ... she ... I want ..."
It hurts.
He wanted to see her.
Can't wait for a moment.
He wants to see her, maybe it won't hurt.
Yu Wuxue couldn't help begging.
"Good! Brother takes you to take you!"
Fat elders couldn't control so many orders, and they recruited their natal sword at the entrance of the division.
"Poof—"
The cyan sword became famous in the wind, and it was wide enough to accommodate two people. The fat elder gritted his teeth and dragged his brother to the sword. He was about to take off. Suddenly a magic circle was thrown over, and the golden runes rose instantly They sturdily covered the two and also blocked their way.
"master!"
The fat elder looked back and saw Taishang elder standing on the stone steps.
"Master! Brother, he bleeds a lot of blood and he can't stop it. You can see what's going on!"
Fat elders are helpless and can only resort to the most powerful supremacy of Jianmen.
The elders of Taishang's eyes flashed complex emotions, which eventually turned into apathy.
"The sixth-generation disciple of Yumen, since he was willing to degenerate, used the method of Ling Chi to break up the 206 bones of the sword, and live forever, and he can no longer step into the sword gate!"
"What, what?" The fat elder froze, his hands and feet stiffened, and he didn't stabilize.
What does it mean to break 206 pieces of sword bones?
The people around them were like a piece of fragile tofu, which lost their support and fell softly.
Opened the blood lotus.
"Brother--"
He was agitated, his scalp numb, and he wanted to go fishing.
"You don't have to help him, he is no longer your mentor." The elder Taishang's cold voice covered all around. "Jianmen sinner, help the abuser, do not know how to repent, even if you are dead. You can go back without a shore. "
The fat elder froze.
He stiffly bowed his head, watching his brother panting, struggling to get up, but in vain, like a tall paper kite crossed the building wall, fell suddenly, and his bones were broken.
Yu Wuxue bleeds blood from his mouth and drips to his chin.
The shirt was added with a scarlet color.
He seemed to be unaware, crawling on the ground, like a molting blood snake that had just fled into the sky. He didn't care about the humble, nor the embarrassed. Even if it was crawling, he had to crawl back to his nest.
Climb back to the place where someone was waiting for him.
The shirt was rubbing on the snow, and his arms stretched alternately, dragging his broken body, and barely climbed out a distance. Behind his feet, there was a shocking river of blood.
The fat elder could not help shaking his shoulders, his eyes froze.
He wanted to say, younger brother, although a woman is good, her life is more important. You have lost her cultivation base and eyes for her. You do n’t owe her anyway. Why do you want to do this?
does it worth?
The value is not worth it, Yu Wuxue is difficult to measure, he has no consciousness, the cold snow water seeps into his lips, and he vomits all his internal organs.
Vaguely, he heard the creaking snow again.
A pair of women's brocade boots stopped in front of his eyes.
Someone stretched out his hand, brushed his hair covering his face, and gently hooked it behind his ear.
These hands are familiar enough to be misunderstood.
"Snapped--"
Lin Lang's wrist bone was caught by a hand, dripping with blood, dripping down her fingers.
She sighed and asked, "Does it hurt?" The ending was slow, so tender that it calmed the pain deep inside him.
"No ... no pain ..."
He wanted to smile at her, but unfortunately it was too painful. The broken bone was so tragic that he was determined and hard to resist such inhuman pain.
"It's better if it doesn't hurt."
Her voice was lighter.
"Then I will go back with you differently."
The hand locked in the wrist suddenly tightened.
When the fat elder heard it, he thought it was wrong. He looked up, and there was a hint of smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, and she was horrified.
Lin Lang folded her skirt. Compared with the blood-stained Jianxiu, she was extremely gorgeous in a red dress.
This scene is very similar to the situation of Tianmo Linlang.
She just didn't have all kinds of calculations like hers, and became a sweetheart of Heavenly Dao. Instead, because of the mistress's sake, she was rejected by Heaven's Dao and all kinds of troubles came to the door. In the end, the demon broke out, and the generation of arrogance fell unwillingly.
Why?
She is not loved by Heavenly Dao, she can't cultivate Longevity Dao?
The white-sword sword repair was not stained with fibrous dust, her posture was cold, and she said she was vicious by any means.
But she can't be wicked, she can't get rid of her demons. It is said that there is no poison and no husband. There are countless filthy owls in the realm world. She does not want to learn the kindness and tolerance of the hostess.
Lin Lang looked down at him.
In the old days, he chased her day and night, breaking her heavenly demon bone.
Today, he was exiled by the teacher for breaking her sword bone.
This transaction is fair.
"let go."
She was ruthless, and once she got out of bed, she could turn her face away.
Whether he is destiny or not.
"You ... stained my clothes." She said quietly.
The fat elder's eyes are split, "You stop, demon!"
He was still too late to respond, and his brother's hand was hit by a mana and slid down again.
Yu Wuxue coughed badly and his chest undulated.
He held back the sweet throat.
Lin Lang had already got up, flicking to the other side, avoiding the sharp sword gas bursting from the fingers of the fat elder.
"By the way, forget to say, I would like to thank Venerable Yu for your generous gifts. This volume of Fuxi Luoshu, this seat is laughed and accepted."
Taishang Elder Qiang could n’t help but he could n’t help but hear the shocking secret, and shouted out loudly,
Luo Shu ?! Sin, you even gave this to her? Are you really dead?
He was angry Peeling Yu Wuxue's sword bone underneath, he is no less than the pain of skin cutting, but he never thought that he would really destroy this little apprentice. With Luo Shu, his sword bone will grow up again one day. At that time, even if there was no protection from the teachers, there was also the power to return.
The old man with white hair was shocked and angry, teleported to Yu Wuxue's side, and his hands formed a rune to stop the two hundred and six wounds on him-without Luo Shu, he was a thorough ordinary man. Can't last half an hour!
Yu Wuxue groaned, in a trance, he didn't hear the master's anxious cry, let him protect his heart, only whispered—
"That's a gift."
Marry your offer.
He heard that marriage is a matter of caution, otherwise the bride will be unhappy.
The sword gate is too poor, the brothers are poor, and they are also poor, unable to make a decent gift list. His two-sleeved breeze has grown to the present day, and the most precious thing is the sword he carries with him, and his own double pupils and one body. But both eyes and Xiu Wei were in that battle, only the sword was left.
But without the sword, he was defenseless, how to guard his empress?
Therefore, he thought about it and embroidered Luo Shuzhi's writing into his wedding dress.
I want more of the eight, eight, and sixty-four hexagrams in Luoshu, and every hexagram can protect her safely.
Lin raised her eyebrows with surprise, "Here is a gift? There is no plan to get married in this seat, but if there is someone you like, this seat will definitely come to drink tea ceremony." She lightly wrote, ignored the pain in his eyebrows, and brushed up Yipiao said, "This seat has been a nuisance in Jianmen for a long time, and I should come back if I want to come. I came to say goodbye."
The fat elder yelled, and was afraid that his brother, who was angry with her hair, didn't fight her.
"Farewell."
She shook her sleeves and walked away without looking back.
"Back ... back!"
He shouldn't have spoken, as soon as the blood began to bleed everywhere, his lips and teeth were all stained with blood.
"Wuxue!" The old man with white hair was distressed. When did he not look back!
Lin Lang paused.
A hoarse sound of swallowing blood clots came from behind, with a whimper.
"I want you ... you come back."
He said clearly, what she wants, he will give it, what is the Luoshu book?
He can give her destiny, give her longevity, give her sentient beings.
Lin Lang stopped for a moment and went on.
"--come back!!!"
He was so anxious that his throat choked, and Qiqiao bleeds together.
"Brother! Brother, please calm down!" The fat elder's face was flustered, there were too many bleeding places, he didn't know where to protect.
Like a dying fish that was dying, Yu Wuxue was frantically struggling with the hands of the master and his brother, and his usual black hair was neatly combed. He moved a body that was just picked up from the blood pool, and used both hands and feet , Nails plunged into the snow, all snapped off.
Hysterical, like a crazy demon.
He is heaven, and all beings are chess pieces. How dare she bear him?
How dare she! ! !