Chapter 133: Please stay away from me.

Jikong finally understood the reason for her abnormality, her brows were tight, her face flashed a bit of hesitation and entanglement, but she still persuaded her to think of the current situation. "Little teacher... I know your mood, but this time At one moment, it’s so dangerous here, let’s leave here first, and wait until it’s time to think about it.

"No, it’s late!" When Xia Dingding looked at Wuyuan, somehow the heart had never been so clear as this moment. "Since I have made a decision, I should go on. If it is because of danger. I can put it down, and I still use the other side with my heart. What am I? What is my determination? What is my brother?"
"笪源." Take a deep breath, go up two steps, "I have told you before, every sentence is serious. Your help can not be accepted, this is not only a respect for my brother, but also Your respect."
She respects life, but she is also afraid of danger and does not want to die. Obviously it is the right choice to go with him now, can you go out? Continue to be so unclear and with the source? Didn't happen as a brother? Sorry she can't do it? Or go out with him immediately after going out to break the relationship, old and dead do not come and go? So what is the difference between using this feeling with him? She will become the kind of person she once spoiled.
She has been in this world for too long, and she has seen more and more, betrayed, used, killed, and strengthened. These horrible things have been played in this world of cultivation. She always told herself that I am different from here, I will return one day, I can't be changed. Therefore, I have been obeying this limit and I don’t want to be assimilated.
If she learned to use it this time, would she learn to betray, learn to kill, and learn to despise life? So what is the difference between her and others?
Even more, she... is it still her own?
She is not arrogant, but only this. Only by insisting on the true self and not being assimilated by this world, we must never compromise.
She doesn't want to change!
and so……
"Please leave me far away!"
When the voice fell, Wuyuan’s brows were instantly twisted, and the eyebrows were angered.
"No!" He suddenly stepped forward. He reached out and grabbed her waist directly. She pulled hard to the front, and her movements were smooth and skilled. It seemed to be practiced thousands of times. "You are mine." The opening, after a pause, seems to add two more words, "sister!"
After talking about the direct sword, I flew toward the method just now, and the hand at the waist was still subconsciously tight.
He moved too fast, and it was already brought to the sky when it was too late to respond. Because he didn't have time to hold up the enchantment, there was a gust of wind coming from the ear, and the cheeks hurt, which made him think of resistance.
"Looking in the trough." In a word, he was stunned, and TM sealed her aura. Why didn't he see that he was such a property? "You let me go!"
"Do not let go!"
"What are you doing for me?"
"Danger, go out!"
"I am dangerous to shut you down."
"You are my sister!"
"It's your sister... ah oh... Who is your sister?!"
"you are!"
"It's you... relying on me, I am your uncle, let me go, hear no."
"No."
"I OO you XX, can't you put it?"
"Do not let go!"
"Hey, source!" She vaguely heard the words in her mind, what moments broke, and the anger turned into the sea like a flood, "I said it! Don't let me see you again, otherwise... I see You hit you once!"
After talking about the fist, he swung his face and smacked his face. He also went to the fragile places such as eyes and mouth.
Not only did he not hide, but he even forgot to use the aura to defend, let her greet her face and take her fist. In less than a moment, his face was colorful, his cheeks were swollen and tall, and he was completely out of shape.
I don't know if it was playing too heavy. The speed of his sword was slowed down. It really fell to the ground in less than a while. It may be because of the reason she has been struggling, he also shook a bit when landing, and her hand was loose.
When the summer machine turned and pushed hard, I wanted to escape. Wuyuan’s hand was like a long eye, and suddenly she tightened her back. She did not stand firm and slammed into his chest. The next moment a big hand touched her head and then sighed, "Summer and summer... obedient."
"Roll!" Let me go, you bastard!
"Arrived."
What?
She glanced and turned her head hard, only to find a stone wall standing in front of it, and a complicated array of figures on the stone wall. The above-mentioned French characters and their complexities are very old and she does not understand.
"What is this?" What the hell?

There is an exit here.

When the mouth of the summer is pumping, with the last hope, "There is nothing else..."
"No!" Wuyuan directly blocked his words, and added a sentence, "This is the only exit."
by! She suddenly had the urge to kill, and she had a bunch of words before she dared!
Say good principles? Dignity? What about the bottom line? Actually forced her to the exit, and TM is the only one. Not to mention the bottom line, the bottom pants are gone, hello! This is how she is calm and calm.
After a while, Jikong and Lotus ink also caught up and looked at the two men, suddenly stunned, apparently being scared by the shape of the two-piece baby.
"Little teacher, you... you are..." What the situation.
"Don't know!" Don't ask me.
"What is your relationship with respecting now?"
"do not know."
"Ah! Then why..." To hold together.
"The weather is cold and warm." Can you manage it?
"Oh, but now it's summer..."
"To shut up!"
"Oh."
She worked hard, but TM can't get rid of the clutches of Wuyuan. Is this the last time in prison?
When Jikong silently looked at the two people, he barely moved his eyes away. It was the lotus flower that was very disgusted with the two people’s over-intimate posture. They glanced at her first and turned their heads in the cold. It’s all scornful.
"Is this the exit?" Jikong also noticed the striking array on the front stone wall. He looked like a hi, and looked carefully and frowned. "This seems to be a transmission array, just this kind of text... ...I have only seen it in some ancient ruins, but the method of driving has long since been lost."
When the words came out, the face of the lotus ink did not look good. The two studied the half-time and had to look back to see the cultivation as the highest source.
"Respect, I don't know if you can have research on this array?" Since he brought them here, what do you know?