Chapter 972: committed to
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Trafford’s Trading Club
- White Jade Of Sunset Mountain
- 2286 characters
- 2021-01-29 01:27:30
Chapter 972 Commitment
There are not many candles found, of course, limited supply to Song Tianyou and others, and Zhang Yurui.
As for the bodyguards, they try to temporarily squeeze into a room.
Because there is no electricity relationship, Wu Shu can only let the bodyguards get some firewood, burn some hot water, and wash it for everyone to drink and drink... In general, it is to deal with this night.
Song Yuran likes to explore, and has a habit of eating and drinking. There is no opinion on this. As for Master Song, it is not a person who has not suffered too much, so it is also calm.
Song Ying did not say anything. This kind of condition is actually much more comfortable than the days when the summer camp was in the village. In fact, she did not exercise with the standards of the soldiers, just learning some self-protection ability, and Skills for survival in the wild.
The most unfamiliar thing here is Zhang Yurui. After all, Zhang Li Lanfang did not use the Song family to train his descendants.
However, Miss Zhang did not adapt to the incompatibility, but there was no half-sentence complaint. This still makes Song Tianyou quite admired.
Song Xiaoran just took a shower from the bathroom and wiped his hair with a towel - originally he planned to invite Luo Qiu to take a bath together, because it can promote the growth of friendship and friendship between men, but unfortunately It was rejected by Luo Qi with a smile.
It’s a pity... Song’s heart.
Because he wiped his hair and walked around, and there was no relationship with lighting, Song Haoran accidentally picked up his head - it hurts, but it makes Song suddenly suddenly screamed.
Between the two, Song Yuran suddenly thought of one thing.
That is when he came in, he and Luo Qiu saw the strange thing that crawled in the Song Bokou. Song Songran knew his own things, not to mention the 'Sun God badge' on the body. Looking for secrets and secrets, but also accidentally encountered some weird things, so I can be a big heart.
The key is how Luo Qiu did it?
Even more incredible is that at that moment... No, he actually subconsciously defaulted on this point before he reached his head. He even seemed to take it for granted. He accepted the past directly and did not feel any strangeness. Where.
what is this?
Song Xiaoran stood in the hallway and gradually thought about some distraction - and at this moment, his shoulders were suddenly patted hard.
It was a palm that stretched out of the darkness...
......
The palm of his hand is Wushu. He saw Song Ruran standing alone here. Under some curiosity, he patted it.
I saw Song Yuran looking back, saw the candle in his hand, and the uncle who carried a thermos bottle. "Oh... Wu Shu, is there something?"
Obviously, the daring Song Yuran was not scared.
"Large and small, I asked you what is going on... What are you doing here alone?" Wu Shu frowned and asked.
Song Yiran, a subconscious mind: "Nothing, I just just thinking about something... Hey, weird, what am I thinking about?"
He did forget what he had just thought of, and he was trying to find it in his head, but he could never find a trace of it... but the uncle is still here, watching him strangely.
Song Xiaoran smiled casually and said: "I was thinking that Song Bo said haunted, how come it is still a little moving."
"God 叨叨 ......" Five uncles shook his head helplessly. "Large, I don't talk to you, I send some hot water to the master."
"Go." Song stunned and nodded.
He watched Wu Shu leave from the corridor, then frowned, and said to himself: "Weird... I just thought about what I was thinking, how could I not think of it?"
With doubts, he did not go to his room, but quietly climbed up to the roof and sat up - the rest was full, the spirit became full, and Song Yuran felt full at this time.
The structure of the entire Song family's ancestral home began to appear in his mind... It was a three-dimensional view of a building.
......
......
The same architectural line perspective, which is now emerging in front of Luo Qiu - correctly, is on the table in his room.
Luo Qiu walked around the table, then reached into the three-dimensional picture of the line, wiped it in different places, and then did not continue to pay attention, but walked out of the room.
On the road, I met several Song family bodyguards who were patrolling. It was only Luo Qiu’s own passive skills that didn’t exist. Even if the bodyguards passed by him, they didn’t care about his existence.
Maybe it's just a small stone on the road, maybe just a weed... I don't think this is the young Qiu of the Song family.
Later, Luo Qiu came to the backyard of the Song family.
Although the backyard, but unusually wide, rockery and fake forests and small bridges, although it has been abandoned for a long time, it still can see some of the former style.
Luo Qiu walked slowly and came to the ancient well before he stopped. He looked around and saw that there was a shadow in the trees around him that kept flashing like a monkey in a forest.
Suddenly, something came quickly from the back towards Luoqiu, and the grass came up with the sound of rustling.
Luo Qiu turned around without hesitation, and saw his own behind him. At this moment, there was a flash of crawling figure that he had seen before.
Press your arms to the ground and raise your elbows like a spider's forelimbs.
Many places in the clothes are ruined, and the heads are scattered and the face is free of dirt. His eyes are transiled with untamed beast-like fierce light, his throat whispering, and it seems to be the beast of the beast.
When Luo Qiu turned around, he stopped like this, his eyes vigilant and opened his teeth.
"Is it really a beast?" Luo Qiu suddenly looked down at the man crawling on the ground.
But he didn't respond, just opened his mouth and made a deeper and more penetrating wild low voice.
"We have seen it, remember?" Luo Qiu slowly slammed down. "It should be twice before and after. The first time was at a small antique auction. The second time was at your master. Inside the Taoist temple."
As he spoke, Luo Qiu slowly extended his finger toward his forehead and gently clicked on the other's forehead.
"Think of it."
In the voice of Luo Qiu, his sly look began to calm down - violently, many times can really change a person's appearance, making people become terrible, when the violent gradual elimination, people become no longer So terrible.
If you remove the dirt on this face, then this dirty, probably will be a delicate face.
Exhibition.
This turned into a beast-like thing. It turned out to be the apprentice of the Taoist sheep, the little priest of the childlike heart.
"you are……"
When his gaze returned to clear, he looked at Luo Qiu with a confused look. Then he became conscious of sleep, and the person went straight to sleep, and then fell to the ground. Only behind him, there was some golden light at this moment.
It was a strange mark attached to the skin behind the show, much like the ghosts of the Taoist writing on yellow paper.
Luo Qiu glanced at it and felt that it was special. He intended to reach out and touch it. When many times the sight was no longer able to see through it, he could only feel it through direct contact in the most primitive way.
But when Luo Qiu was about to touch the mark on the back of the exhibition, there was a deep, cold drink behind him.
"Don't move! Don't move him!"
Luo Qiu stood up.
The voice continued to sing behind Luo Qiu... Something came from the position of Gujing. "You guys who are monks and monks are not wanting to be heartless..."
The voice is weak and there is still some tremor in the vagueness.
"If you hurt like this, you can't take a rest." Luo Qiu turned around and said, "Mr. Momo."
The dark clouds moved quietly, and then the moonlight was bright and clean, and the moonlight in the winter was scattered. For ordinary people, this faint light was not enough to see things, but for Momo, it was already possible to see the appearance of the people in front of them.
He opened his mouth and was puzzled, but more surprised. "You are...you are! Seniors!"
This turned out to be the strange "predecessor" who had talked with him at the seaside of Lujia Village. It was also because of the discussion that Momo finally ushered in after going down the mountain for a while. A rare sentiment, in the journey of the monastic, got an important sublimation.
The mistake is not the sublimation of this time, which makes his spiritual cultivation more firm and mana grow. So this time in the battle for the mountains of Taishan, he can not bring out the exhibition - although it is more embarrassing, but more wolf, but That is under the eyes of many predecessors!
"Actually, I should be younger than you." Luo Qiu suddenly said.
Momo stunned and then shook his head: "The first is the first. Not to mention the predecessors' kindness, Momo is unforgettable in this life, so it is not an exaggeration to call a predecessor."
Luo Qiu did not entangle this topic, looked at the appearance of Momo at this time, it can be described as miserable.
His lips were cyan and cyan, his chest wrapped in large gauze, and even blood oozing out... The blood color was black.
"Do you seem to be poisoned?"
Momo coughed twice, then smiled bitterly: "Yes, poisoned... I didn't expect those who are self-proclaimed to be righteous." The coldest is the heart, the seniors are right, as long as they are people, When the heart is cold, it is still cold."
"I will help you check it out." Luo Qiu went to Momo's body and whispered: "Hands stick out."
Momo’s current state is very poor. Don’t say that he has not seen his predecessors so far. Even if he comes to a person who is weaker than him, he can only sit still...so he has hardly considered Just stick your arms out.
He was subconsciously willing to believe in this predecessor, and he felt that he did not mean the ‘Imperial Order’ that everyone was vying for.
Luo Qiu put his palms on Momo's palm at this time, then closed his eyes.
At this moment, Momo only felt that the feeling of precipitation and weakness in the whole body was slowly disappearing. The toxins that suppressed the mana in the body seemed to disappear a little.
He felt his change in an incredible way, and at the same time looked at the look of the predecessor - without any feeling of difficulty.
Is it so easy to dispel the inevitable toxins in your body?
"All right."
When Luo Qiu opened his eyes, Momo felt that he was very smooth, although he was still tired, but it was very easy.
At this time, Luo Qiu's palm was removed, and only a black-lacquered bead of longan size left with his palm and left.
This is a polymer of toxins extracted from Momo.
"These toxins should pollute the environment no matter how they are handled, so let me go here?" Luo Qiu suddenly said.
Momo nodded dumbly.
Luo Qiu made a small box like a trick, and then loaded the poison into it - anyway, Momo didn't know how the predecessor took things out and sent them away... probably the legend A spell like a dragon in the sleeve?
"Thank you for the help of your predecessors." Momo was holding a fist at this time. "Da En does not say thank you. After all the predecessors have told me what to do, and do not violate morality, Momo will never shirk!"
"This kind of promise is still not good." Luo Qiu shook his head.
Momo is a glimpse.
Luo Qiu said again: "Since it is easy to do things, why do you want to?"
"As long as it is not contrary to morality, anything can be gone to the fire, and there is no resignation!" The young Tianshi of Longhushan looked firm.
However, Luo Qiu said: "There is a demand, that is, there is a need... If the demand cannot be beyond the moral limit, but only needs this one, then... you are this, is it still not reported?"
"Predecessors, I..."
"I don't need anything for you to help me." Luo Qiu shook his head again. "Moreover, this kind of promise is precious in its own giving, but if the conditions are added to the promise, then there is no difference. ""
Momo was silent for a while, and finally he vomited heavily. "Thank you for your guidance."
"I can't count, just my personal opinion." Luo Qiu said: "It's nothing to do with you, but I don't accept it unilaterally. People's hearts are warm and complicated, you have to learn a lot of things, and I also have something to experience. Many, no one is smarter than anyone else."
"Predecessors!" But Momo does not seem to give up so easily. "So, I am going to change the way... I will give you the grace of life, and I will never forget the life. It is the evil of the predecessors, as long as the predecessors are in danger, I will Life will be in front of you!"
"Too heavy." Luo Qiu shook his head. "Let's let go of this thing... You first talk about what happened to you and him. The Wangjiashangou and the haunted ghosts of Songjia Village are all made by you."
"This thing, I am afraid to start from the appearance of this "Emperor's Order" on the exhibition." Momo sighed, "that day..."
(End of this chapter)