Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Waste material Abao bought the ticket for tomorrow, so these two days are a chapter, but it is definitely an update of 3000+. Today, one chapter is almost 4,000 words. Don’t shoot me~

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Li Xiaoer saw Wan Wan flying around the Lonely Peak. He felt that it was not right. He asked Xiao Jin to carry her to check it. This carving is not going to be close to the lonely peak.

"You don't go, Lin Shijie is dangerous?" Li Xiao was so angry that she simply left Xiaojin and ran to the Lonely Peak. After running for a while, she felt a shadow in the ground. Looking up, Xiaojin eventually chased it. Come up.

"That's right!" Li Xiaoer patted Xiaojin's head, turned over the carved back, and directed Xiaojin to fly toward the Lonely Peak. After searching for a long time, he found a cave at the foot of the mountain. Li Xiaoer wanted to go in. Xiaojin took the bird. Hold her sleeves and try to hold her.

"What's in this hole?" The more Xiaojin is like this, Li Xiaoer is more worried about Lin Luoran, but the golden eagle is more intelligent, and can't spit out people's words. Xiaojinjiu's reunion can't let Li Xiaoer understand what's inside. .

There are still a few bats in the hole, and Xiaojin can still suppress it, so that they are afraid of it, and they dare not come up to eat flesh and blood.

At the time of this stalemate, Lin Luoran rushed out from the hole, and Li Xiaoer saw her describe the wolf, and was about to ask, Lin Luoran reluctantly said: "Come on!"

Xiaojin lowered his body, Lin Luoran turned his back, and Li Xiaoer followed closely to Xiaojin’s back feather.

Following Crystal and Dyna, Lin Luoran, can not be surprised Lin Luoran's mount, but also a pair of wings, almost simultaneously with Xiaojin, but the two sides are heading in different directions!

The bats flew in the cave, and there was a roar in the cave. The whole mountain was crumbling, and it seemed to be overturned by the inside.

A black **** flew out from the hole and chased in the direction of Xiaojinfei. However, it was a few breaths, and it was close to a lot of distances. Li Xiaoer looked back and was scared by this ghost thing. A piece of "Golden Knife" was thrown over, like a sinking sea, and there was no wave of waves.

"Sister, what is this?!"

Lin Luoran leaned over Xiao Jin’s back, his shoulders were swollen, and the whole body was resounding. How can he still have the strength to answer Li’s words?

She glanced at the beads at the wrist, it must be it, causing the black fog to pursue the chasing.

"Promise to help me do three things in the future, this seat to save you!" Bai Xianzi's voice sounded in Lin Luoran's brain for the second time today, let Lin Luoran ignited a glimmer of hope.

"What?" The ghost knows what the white fairy wants to do. Even if the situation is urgent, Lin Luoran is not willing to fall into the trap.

Bai Xianzi smiled and said: "This seat has not yet thought of... but it will not be difficult for you, will not exceed your ability, how? If you agree, swear by your heart!"

This is like a loan from a bank today. You seem to have bought a house right away, but you have to pay back the mortgage when you are in the next life. The crisis is over, it’s a worry for a lifetime – but Lin Luoran has no choice but to buy someone else. Will not die, she does not agree with the three conditions that Bai Xianzi said, Shantou is close at hand, she and Xiao Jin, including Li Weier, will die immediately!

"I promised!" Lin Luoran bit his teeth, under the guidance of Bai Xianzi, issued the so-called "heart and soul oath."

Bai Xianzi chuckled twice and formed from the soul stone. Lin Luoran patted Xiaojin and signaled it to speed up.

Bai Xianzi was dressed in a palace, and the whole person smiled and smiled. The black skull suddenly opened his mouth: "The juniors are still not allowed to open. I really want the gods to be destroyed!"

Bai Xianzi Jiaoxiao: "Yu Zun, everyone is the same, why do the crows laugh at the pig?"

The black **** snorted. "Even if you were alive, but you are also a humble practitioner, you dare to compare with the deity, really looking for death!"

Bai Xianzi sneered, reached out, and the scenery changed dramatically. The time was back, and the mountains were rising. Today, the river is originally a desert. Today, the sand, and even the glaciers.

Black stunned, this scene he is very familiar, like tens of thousands of years ago, his territory?

His thoughts just turned here, a group of bats flying between the lush mountains, one with a white hair on the top of his head, a bat with a meter shape, and a beautiful **** the floor, Jiao Xiao said: , how come you come back?"

Sayādaw... Shutou looked down at himself, isn't it a big bat? His mind was moved and turned into a human form. He was actually a tall man with a beard and a beard.

"Hey, how come you came out." The black fog sages spoke up and accurately called out the name of the bat girl. The name that blurted out made him feel very strange, as if he had never called it for many years.

Looking at the girl around me, the black fog sages feel that they want more.

The two returned to their dwellings in a group of bats, and the end was a beautiful place where the four seasons blossomed unbeaten and the fairy smog lingered.

Above the half-mountain of the mist, there is a vast flatness. The throne of a white marble is looming in the fog, and the vocal music of the drums is heard. The elves seem to run on the elves in the mountains, and they laugh at him with a smile. .

"Supreme, you have already prepared for you to dance."

The black fog sages want to shake their heads and say that they don't want to watch songs and dances. They just want to talk to her. He feels that he hasn't talked to his nephew for a long time. The children are slippery, like a breeze in the mountains. Out of his palm.

Such a refusal to greet the trick, this slap by the gimmicks, the black fog sages laughed, did not pursue, according to the words sat on the throne to watch the song and dance.

The dancing women are all very glamorous, wearing soft and elegant white numb group, long hair draped, but it is difficult to cover the natural beauty of the face. The Black Mist remembers that these are not women in his family. He has always been short-sighted, and he will not ask the girls in the family to learn the songs and dances of this charming person.

At first glance, the leader of the leader is a girl of the unicorn deer family, with a small antler bag on her head, and when she squints her eyes, she is innocent and moving.

Every woman here is more beautiful than a bat girl, but the Black Mist has nothing to think about.

What about children?

As soon as he thought, the scenery in front of him changed again. The white-haired bat flew back from the sky. One wing seemed to be injured, and the action between the flights was quite inconvenient.

"妍儿!" The guards around the black fog sorcerer instantly batted the bat, greeted him to guard the white-haired bat down, and turned it into a girl named 妍儿, one arm was really injured, the bright red blood was called black fog. The sage is furious!

"Who hurts you?"

The child's posture is not beautiful, but there is a weak temperament that I see and pity. At this moment, my mouth is filled, and the heart can be turned into a spring water.

"That's a good man." But I caught two ordinary people to quench my thirst. He didn't say anything. He took the sword and yelled at me. Fortunately, the child ran fast, otherwise how can I see the sage again?" All faces are sad.

The black fog sorcerer frowns, asking people to take the shackles and dress them up. I flew to the top of the mountain, looking at the rising smoke of the people's villages in the distance, and the twinklings sparkled with a killing atmosphere.

It is a practicing gentleman!

When he was not open, he was a stranger in the bat group. The natural king, the whole family, worked together to support him. The flesh and blood, whether it was the people who had no power in the past, or the wild Beasts, encountering their blood bats, under the group attack, how can they fight back?

When he gradually opened his mind, he refined the body with the essence of the sun and the moon, and he awakened many talents and gods that passed through the sky, leading the place where the blood bats flew, and there was no rival.

The flesh and blood of the beasts are nourishing, but they are not worthy of the deliciousness of the fine skin and tender flesh of the Terran. The Terran is good at catching it. There are a few beasts in the wild, and there is no such thing as "food."

Eating people, in the impression of the black fog sages, was originally a very normal thing, until one day, suddenly came one... The black fog sage seems to subconsciously skip the existence.

Time flies, and gradually there is a person in the human race who is called a practicing person.

These people refining the heavens and the earth into the body, as if they were born to be more suitable than they are, but in just a few thousand years, they have been vulnerable from the beginning, learned to use foreign objects, can fly, and turn their hands, It’s raining... It can even threaten the existence of some wild animals.

The black fog smirk laughs, these jump clowns, but also like that, those wild animals and animals born in the natural world, actually so disappointing!

Originally everyone had nothing to worry about, but it was to eat two ordinary people. These martial artists actually dared to hurt his nephew, and it really did not look at him.

The practicing qis in this neighborhood are only available on the mountain called "Qingyi Mountain". Even so, you may wish to catch them together and ask them to come out.

When the starry sky at night was particularly splendid, the Sayādaw ordered the masters of the tribe, and the stars were smashed, and the black pressure was hovering over the Qinglan Mountain. The one hundred days injured the white-haired bats and saved the villagers’ temper, which is the generation of the Qinglan Mountain. The successor, he and Shi Zun talked about the daytime under the moonlight, and the old monks who had to be white were very appreciative of the apprentice.

"The heavens are not alone, you are doing very well."

When the old monk’s voice just fell, he heard the screams of the mountain peaks of the disciples resting. The black mist on the green hills was lingering, and I didn’t know when it was covering the stars.

The black fog sage came down from the moonlight night, the old monk was killed on the spot, the rest of the people, young and old men and women, 351 people, including the young temper who injured the white-haired bat, were brought by blood bats Go back to the territories.

The starry night was splendid, and the young monk had not recovered from the death of the master. The black fog sage took his good-looking younger brother and threw it in front of him.

"You said, we eat people, is it right or wrong?" The honorable man bowed his head and asked the young man.

The temperament is cold and frosty, and replies without thinking: "It is wrong!"

The five fingers of the sages are like a knife. With a gentle wave, the younger brother is cut into several pieces in front of him!

The temperament of the martial arts was splitting, and the young temper was biting his lips.

Repeatedly, every day, the Supreme Master must personally kill him in front of the injured man in front of the injured, and then ask him, eating people is right or wrong.

Three hundred and fifty-one people, very quickly in a year, the nephew had forgotten that injury, and from time to time to go to the village to solve the embarrassing days, it is really beautiful.

Finally, he was thrown into the young martial arts. He was only seven years old, and he just entered the Qing Dynasty. In fact, he only got started three days when he was not in trouble. He is still an ordinary little girl.

On the Qinglan Mountain, whether it is the husband who cooks rice or the mother-in-law who sweeps the floor, there are some trainers who are somewhat cultivated. Only this little sister, a real mortal... she was only six years old when she was getting started, because she was changing teeth. The voice is awkward, chasing them as "Sisters and sisters" No one does not like her.

"Hey..." Seeing that the younger sister was brought to the front, the young temperament of the young temperament was shaken for the first time!

"Brother, eating people is wrong!" The little girl who yelled, clenched her fist.

The young practicing man muttered to himself: "The beast does not plunder people, why do people kill the beast, and the heavens are green? What is right?"

The black fog sages laughed: "The weak meat is strong, it is heaven, I am stronger than you, so eating you is right, you are stronger than me, naturally you can eat me!"

His face was hungry and he only had a big palm and reluctantly looked up: "It is wrong to eat people!"

The black fog lord has a big finger and asks coldly: "The lord asks you again, is it right or wrong to eat?"

The young temper was so painful that there were three hundred and fifty scenes in which the same door was torn in front of him. The midnight dream came back and night to entangle his heart. It was not a personal experience. No one could feel the same thing he experienced in the end!

But hey, she is still so small, she still hasn't learned a day, and the big robbery of Qingyimen, who is qualified to let her bear?

However, if the answer is "there is nothing wrong with eating people," then the three hundred and fifty of the same door that Qingyimen had sacrificed earlier, will they not pay attention? !

The young practicing man closed his eyes in pain.

The black fog sages sneer a few times, the five claws are like the wind, and they are caught in the shackles - she is unarmed, and only when the black fog sages are clawed down, they will be torn like all the qi of the scorpion. Fragment!

"Is the weak meat strong, is it heaven?"

A voice, plain and unpretentious, is like a breeze, like a mountain spring, like a cloud without a place in the sky, people are amiable, but it is unpredictable where it came from.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The black fog sages do not bother to check it, a claw to wave!

"Hey!" The young martial artist screamed and burst into tears.