Chapter 293: Have a hatred?

In the realm of comprehension, mentioning the Miaojiang king, it is absolutely to let the monks feel the wind and sorrow, the existence of taboos.
Because there is such a backing, the five poisonous doors are very moist.
Others want to retreat and practice, and Teng Bolian is exempt from this. If nothing happens, he will slap a few poisonous insects and poisonous grasses, refine a few new drugs, and then think about the prescriptions of the antidote.
Going out without the sun, when you are in a bad mood, you can go to the forests, the pools, the swamps, and the scattered hearts. You may be able to return any rare poisons.
However, when is this leisurely day, when is it completely finished?
Teng Bo thought about it seriously, was he accidentally acquainted with the big white dog that was mistaken into the peach blossom?
Hey, I only thought that this beast had the blood of the ancient wild beast. If it was dead, it might be possible to use the blood vessels to cultivate any special poisonous flowers, so I carefully approached it and saw that it was ruined.
As a result, the dog is tenacious and has not died yet.
The peach blossom is the deep forest, the old peach forest that has been growing for hundreds of years. Because no one picks it, the peach falls to the ground and decays with the dead branches and leaves. If this happens, when spring and summer come again, the rain stops. Afterwards, the hot sun lit up the moist smell of the peach forest, and the smoke-like pink suffocation floated everywhere, full of the whole forest.
Don't talk about people, even animals know that this is a death trap and cannot enter.
The dog didn't know how to get in. When he was dying, he could still find that Teng Bo was close, opened his eyes, and stared at the king.
The mind was confused, and he spit out his stupid way. Then he slammed his head and squatted on the ground and slowly rushed over to Tengbo.
- That is the instinct to survive, want to leave the Taolin.
In the heart of the king, the inexplicable softness of the king, so that the dog was rescued from the forest.
Later, Teng Bo discovered that this is not a special case. It seems that swallowing the moon can always poke his heart. If the concept of self-cultivation has a concept of Meng, Teng Bo understands why, but this is not a thing, so the king is always a certain The dog is overwhelmed.
"It should be like this, hitting and robbing!"
The long-browed old man has something to do with Tengbo fortune telling.
"Really?" Teng Bo frowned. Whoever hears "friends" is his own robbery will not be happy.
"Working hard, just for the one person to work hard, camping, but the results are very small." Long eyebrows with a dust handle, clicked on the right palm of Teng Bo.
This squat Wang Wang, he retracted his hand with a blank expression, reminding the long eyebrow: "Huizhen is a real person, I am already dead."
"Uh…"
"Is the hand of the dead person right?"
"Haha, this is a good question. I have so many Heluo classics. How can these small things be difficult to live with?" The long-browed old man said with a strong face.
Teng Bo was full of grief and anxiety: "What did the grain owner let me come and do?"
If possible, he did not want to be close to the Black Valley, close to the owner of the original fairy.
The long-eyed old man said helplessly: "This... in fact, it is not the owner of the valley who called you."
"Ok?"
"It's us..." The long eyebrows whispered.
Teng Bo's eyebrows are vertical: Ok, dare to make me joke?
"Hey, you are listening to the old saying!"
Long eyebrows touched his nose and said with a sigh of relief: "A few years ago, when the owner of the valley retrieved the fairy from Wanteng County, it became a godly error. Sometimes it was a good word, suddenly the whole person I lived in the wood, my eyes were straight and sly, and I finally woke him up. The first thing he said was to ask who he was."
It’s a mess.
"If you ignore him, the owner of the valley will talk to himself and it will be a few days."
The long-browed old road coughed: "It may not be right recently. I haven't seen the owner of the valley for many days. When I went to the door, I had been stunned for a long time. This time I can't call it back. You said this is what it is!"
Teng Bo Yangmei: "It’s useless to ask me to come."
What is the relationship between the goddess of heaven and the gods? He can't control it either!
"Want to listen to the past Heiyuan Valley... or the Sword Swordsman has also happened there." The long-browed old man smiled.
"I really have no other secrets to hide." Teng Bo could not sigh.
In fact, his leisurely days are all due to the destruction of the brothers and brothers!
"Those scattered soul fragments can only see some big things. Ji Hong has no ability to go through the sky. Where can I know more?" Teng Bo said in a resignation, "Huizhen is a real person, you still go to Yuzhou to find Chen Wo."
Long eyebrows and old face bitter face: "But the old road always feels that as long as it involves Chen Wo, nothing will become something, small things will become a big event!"
"This!"
Teng Bo is speechless.
When the two talked, they were close to the Ferris Cliff and were waiting to enter the valley. Teng Bo suddenly trembled.
"Wang Wang?" Long eyebrows were shocked.
"Nothing, I’m aware..."
When Teng Bo’s words were not finished, he saw the fat baby running on the mountain road wearing a red belly.
"...I noticed that the three fires are full of fire! The heart has a lingering fear. The trauma suffered by Xiaoyangshan in the past has not healed." Teng Bo was unable to make up the second half of the sentence.
The old eyebrows are bright, and the beard is said: "Is the fire in the stone? Is Chen He coming? This is to avoid the embarrassment of the old man. Chen He comes by himself. If he goes out again, there is no relationship with the old road."
"..."
Soon, the kindness and smile of the long-browed old man stiffened on his face.
At the end of the mountain road, there is a completely strange tourist road, Gebu wide robe, holding a dust, back with a wooden sword, waist wine hyacinth, foot under the clouds.
Look at the ordinary, but the behavior is free and easy, Shenhua introverted.
Heluo’s people are very good at seeing people. The eyes of long-browed old-fashioned eyes are getting bigger and bigger. In the end, they are somewhat unbelievable:
The world’s aura, all things, all have their own characteristics, even the dead have this. Why are people not?"
Teng Bo heard the squint: Say it, say you need to put him on?
"Is this a blind eye?" The long-browed old man said to himself, "If you don't, you have to let the ‘self’ and the heavens and the earth have no conflict, and they are all in one. What is the realm?

It is said that this tone is full of embarrassment, and the long eyebrows ask Teng Bo sideways: "Is there such a mysterious practice in the realm of cultivation?"
Yu Wang implicitly threw the problem back. "I don't know much about the things you live."
Long eyebrows: ...
During the talk, Nan Hongzi also saw the two people standing here. Shi Zhonghuo knew them, so he went back to Nan Hongzi and glared at the corner of his robe. He was fat and short-armed and pointed at the long eyebrow Tengbo.
Nan Hongzi raised his eyebrows.
Hey, this is not the head of the Heluo before, I saw it two hundred years ago!
He patted the fat baby's head and Shiran went to the head:
"Two friends, it is better to meet each other, but ask the people of Heiyuan Valley?"
The king of the king immediately took a step back and said nothing innocently.
The long-browed old road coughed heavily, and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was a strange thing in my heart. I always felt that this person’s style was familiar, as if I had seen it.
He asked Teng Bo: "Wang Wang can know this person? Why is the stone fire around him? Will it be that you feel wrong and the old eyes are spent, this doll is not..."
"Is there a lot of fire in the world that can make me tremble?" Teng Bo asked.
To put it bluntly, the long-browed old man whispered his nose.
Nan Hongzi stared at Teng Bo, first doubts, and then slowly revealed a kind of cold and sultry power, his whole person's breath suddenly changed, like a sharp weapon, sharp as if close to one step, will Was hit hard.
Yu Wang had to retreat three steps.
The stone fire also felt that Nan Hongzi had a different breath, and immediately stared at Tengbo with the enemy.
Poor King, if you haven’t died before, you have to be cold and sweaty.
"Respected driving is - Miao Jiang Yu Wang?"
Nan Hongzi narrowed his eyes, and the last four words were slowly read by one word.
To be honest, Teng Bo wants to turn around and run away. Under the pressure of the fire in the stone, he is strong and unwavering: "No, yes, is the leader?"
"Oh!"
Nan Hongzi's eyes are slightly converging, as if he is sinking.
But he used to hold the fingers of the dust, and he moved gently, as if he had to do anything.
When I opened my eyes again, the Nanhongzi, who had the intention of killing and killing, had disappeared, and it became light and bleak.

The poor road Qu Hong, specially visited the Heiyuan Valley.

The long-browed old road obviously has some reaction, but he replied: "Where? Oh, the Taoist friend wants to come to Heiyuan Valley to live in seclusion? This...excise me, it seems unnecessary."
With the strength of the long eyebrows, I can't see that the other side is repaired to the depths. Is it proper to be able to fly up and succumb to the death of Heiyuan Valley?
"The truth is true!"
Nan Hongzi’s smile reached out and took the fat to the front.
The poor road has found this child on the road, and the innate avatar is incarnate. This doll says its home is here.

Long eyebrows were shocked: "What, what did you get?"
Could it be that Chen Wo has an accident?
He suddenly anxious, and quickly asked the fire in the stone: "What is your master? Chen Wo?"
There was no one in the mountains. Zhao Weiyang didn't dare to follow too tightly. He was almost separated by a mountain. With his eyesight, he could barely see Nan Hongzi talking to the other two with his fat pier, but his identity was really unrecognizable.
After a thought, Zhao Weiyang quietly left, waiting for the soft persimmon in his heart - sneaky.
Yes, the group of monsters in the South China Sea are lost again.
Shi Zhonghuo took a look at Nan Hongzi, and said: "Send a letter... I am coming... the owner said."
If this is upside down, the long eyebrows are understandable, but still full of doubts: "How will Chen He send you a letter?"
- Isn't that burned out by the fire?
Sending a letter is of course an excuse. Chen He just let the fat pier "greet" the long eyebrows and other people. The inferiority of the stone fire will definitely bring a little trouble to the people of Heiyuan Valley.
"Oh, people are sent, the poor road is gone." Nan Hongzi left the scene.
Shi Zhonghuo instinctively grasped the corner of Nanhongzi.
"..."
Long eyebrows stunned, and once again doubted the fat pier in front of him, is it the Chen He family.
"This..." Nan Hongzi made a look of helplessness. "This child seems to be entangled in poverty. Look?"
Long eyebrows pulled his face and scolded: "Stone fire, what are you doing? Don't you want your own master?"
The fat baby listened faintly, but instead hugged Nan Hongzi's legs and looked firm: the owner let it follow, and he couldn't let go!
Long eyebrows are trembling with Chen.
Nan Hongzi is awkward: "If you don't, the poor road will take some time to accompany the doll to go to Heiyuan Valley, and then return it to the original owner's hand?"
The long eyebrows almost subconsciously nodded, so that they hung back and tasted, and asked with vigilance:
"What is the origin of Daoyou?"
"The poor road came from outside, and the number of sects that had been robbed had already been destroyed. Now it is just a mess." Nan Hongzi touched the fire in the stone, like a smile.
Teng Bo only felt that the back ridge was cold and couldn't help but said to the long eyebrow: "The emblem is a real person, think twice, I feel that this person... is even more terrible than the innate fire spirit, just like having a hatred with me.

The author has something to say: Yes, ah, really, there is hatred.