Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

It should be said that Wang Luo has experienced too many surprises since he stepped into Jingyi Pond and immersed himself in the saint's memories.

However, there is no time like this.

The saint turned into a desert? !

What the hell kind of joke is this?

That's all for other things. The word "reducing desolation" cannot be used lightly.

Being exposed to desolation, being polluted by desolation poison, having symptoms of desertification, transformation into desolation... These are completely different stages and different properties.

Exposure to desolation does not necessarily lead to contamination, and contamination does not necessarily lead to symptoms. Even if desolation symptoms occur, there are many ways to treat them.

But when it comes to the stage of eliminating the famine, although it is not completely hopeless, the medicine is already priceless and can be regarded as a legend.

For example, there is a legend named Lu Youyou.

However, even if he is as strong as Lu Youyou, his supernatural power is still a consumable. At the end of the Battle of Desolation, she was able to pull back the founders of the Desolation while jumping on her four hooves. However, in the 1200th year of the New Immortal Calendar, the Lord of the Deer Kingdom, who had entered the realm of transformed gods and whose actual power far exceeded that of transformed gods, had to use all his strength to make his beloved general Han Guming jump on four hooves.

Therefore, transforming wasteland is really a very serious matter, and the saint would never make fun of it, especially in front of Lu Zhiyao, saying it in such a tone, as if she had already concluded that her transformation into wasteland has been completed. There is no cure.

Wang Luo took a deep breath in his heart and then thought again.

It must be impossible to be truly hopeless, because the inheritance of the Saint has continued to later generations, and even spawned a small and medium-sized hidden family. So no matter how serious the deforestation at this time is, it is only a temporary disaster. Later, Lu Zhiyao must have purified the body and mind in a simple and profound way, and achieved the great harmony of life.

However, at this moment, I heard the saint say: "My pollution comes from the Taiqing Palace that I bear. There is no cure in this world. You should know better than anyone else!"

Lu Zhiyao sighed: "Yes, I knew this result when I ordered Tianzun to shoot down the Taiqing Gate. That little deer's magical power is not omnipotent. There are always some people, and I can only watch. She slipped step by step. Even though the panacea in my hand could save millions of people, it could not save the one person I wanted to save the most. "

"Lu Zhiyao, you..."

"But if you can't save it, then you can't save it."

The next moment, Lu Zhiyao returned to her bright smile and said, "Who among the elderly does not have several chronic diseases? Even if there is no cure, as long as you take care of yourself carefully and take medicine on time, it may not be impossible to maintain your health. Ordinary people’s lives.”

The elderly saint felt angry and funny: "How can this be compared with chronic disease? Once it becomes desolate, it will be a stain that cannot be washed away!"

Lu Zhiyao's eyes lit up: "Sister Yi, have you ever heard of the story of the Dragon Knight? Sometimes it's more fun to be a little dirty! And according to this, you are older than me and also have a stain, we It’s a perfect match!”

"?" The saint's eyes showed a trace of confusion, but she quickly shook her head, "Stop talking nonsense, you are now the co-leader of the Immortal Alliance, and you are responsible for the future of the entire Immortal Alliance. Don't act out of emotion..."

However, these pertinent words naturally failed to reach Lu Zhiyao's ears.

"Sister Yi, I now understand why Lao Song feels like he is meeting his own mother every time he sees you. You two are so well matched. In the land of Kyushu, you are not the only one who is senior to him, but you are the only one. Every time you ask him to be respectful, and even ask me to kowtow to you and perform my talent even if there is nothing wrong with me. By the way, you are not really Lao Song..."

"no!"

"Okay, I'm just talking." Lu Zhiyao smiled, "But, Sister Yi, what do you think I rely on to save the world? Are you mature and prudent and think twice before you act? There are thousands of people who are better at this than me , none of them can help the building to collapse during the disaster. I always do things based on my own likes and dislikes, and facts have proved that my own likes and dislikes are more important than the rationality of hundreds of millions of people in the world. I am the Lord, so I should enjoy my willfulness.”

"You...maybe." The saint was speechless in the end.

"So, Sister Yi, when facing people who have traveled thousands of miles to come to help us, let's stop using those arrogant arguments as a shield. Wouldn't it be better to be more frank and express our feelings?"

The saint was silent for a long time, and then she finally nodded gently.

Although Wang Luo couldn't see her expression, he knew very well that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Lu Zhiyao, I'm glad to see you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Luo felt an extremely gentle, warm, and familiar embrace through his memory.

The feeling of senior sister hitting someone with the ball is really like a world away.

But the next moment, the familiar embrace was embellished with an unfamiliar touch.

Wang Luo felt his lips being lightly licked, as if someone was knocking on the door politely.

The homeowner did not immediately respond.

So the second time, the third time, gentle but persevering.

As the saying goes, things only last three times, no matter how much restraint you have, it will melt and disintegrate after knocking on the door three times. The closed door opens gently, and the visitors come straight in...

"..."

After being shocked, Wang Luo had only one thought.

Sister Yi, just show me this! ?

Afterwards, Wang Luo had a second thought.

It turns out that all the folklore is true! ? Are you two really having an affair? ! Senior sister, you are playing so big!

But it was a blessing in disguise, or a blessing in disguise... Before Lu Zhiyao could escalate her behavior, the intimacy between the two was interrupted by the mob on the ground.

That Cang Xingfeng seemed to have finally confirmed his judgment, and began to call on his teammates around him to form a formation, and then swept the extremely sharp sword energy into the Gangfeng layer.

Although it was still far from hurting Lu Zhiyao and the saint, it immediately destroyed the gentle and charming atmosphere.

Lu Zhiyao reluctantly loosened her arms before the saint's shame broke out, and then winked at the side, indicating to change places.

By the way, change the topic.

After the saint sighed as if she had been pardoned, she did not see any movement, and activated the Taiqing Xuan Gong Tongtian Talisman, instantly transferring the two from the sky to a thatched cottage.

"I've been living here recently, far from people, very quiet, and the scenery is beautiful... If you have anything to say, just say it here."

Lu Zhiyao looked around and asked with a smile: "Is there no tea?"

The saint just sighed.

"Okay, no more jokes." Lu Zhiyao said seriously, "There are two things. One is the dilemma you are facing now. You are obviously an innocent victim, but you have to live in seclusion because of the wasteland. You met a group of witch hunters who were blinded by greed and revenge, and you could only avoid their edge... Indeed, it is a bit unlucky to be targeted by Pi Jishi this time, but it is only a matter of time before such a thing happens. My solution to this is to make your existence open and aboveboard."

"?"

"In short, in the name of the Lord, I will keep you innocent."