Nightfall

Ye Hongyu believes that the subject is far superior to the academy, especially the academy under the auspices of Ning Que. She is more convinced that there is nothing wrong with her judgment-killing herself and her elder brother will have no benefit to the current Taoism, whether it is the current interest or The more profound influences-so she has the courage to choose to give in, choose to give up a lot, choose to put herself in danger, and do nothing, so that both parties can treat each other calmly.

However, it was less than one hour before the end of the twilight conversation. The moonlight in the night sky was dazzling. The silent consent she had thought on the cliff face suddenly disappeared, and the head teacher came to the Temple of Ruling in order to kill her. Immediately after the arrival of the sea, the middle-aged Taoist arrived at the end-these three people may not know that each other will come here, but gathered here for a common goal: to kill her.

Ye Hongyu frowned, and there were two more light brush strokes on her pale face. The doubts could not be resolved, and the shock could not be relieved, but now there was no time to continue thinking.

——Looking at the three people in the Temple of Judgment, her eyes become brighter and brighter. If Ning is absent, she can understand it naturally. That is her reaction when she meets a strong enemy: be alert but meticulous but not lose confidence, and meet the real The strong is excited, and then she will use the strongest means to defeat the other.

In the past years of practice, she has revealed such eyes several times, such as when she met Ning Que, but the moment when her eyes were really bright appeared in front of the Qingxia when she faced Junmo.

Tonight, her eyes are also extremely bright, even brighter than in the Qingxia a few years ago, because the three enemies she faces at this time are very powerful. Can be compared with Junmo.

The Xiling Temple is taught, the apocalypse strongman above the five realms, Xiong Chumo ’s prefix is ​​very simple, but this does not mean boring and monotonous, it only means terror-beyond the threshold of knowing the realm, the practice enters another world At a very different level, Ye Hongyu knows very well that he has no way to overcome Xiong Chumo directly, if he can—the past few years after the light sacrifice, regardless of the subjective attitude. She was only afraid of killing her long ago.

sea. Coming from the South China Sea, after the great priest who split the Xiling Temple six hundred years ago, he achieved the best three of his magical skills in the world, and he shared the same ancestors with the Xiling Temple, but did not join together. The state is unpredictable. It is the true pinnacle of destiny. Even if fighting with Ye Hongyu alone, it certainly will not fall.

Xiong Chumo and Hai are undoubtedly the most prominent and most terrifying figures in the Xiling Temple. Compared with the two, the middle-aged Taoist standing at the gate of the Temple of Adjudication at this time is very ordinary.

However, he really made Ye Hongyu feel vigilant, and even vaguely felt that Dao Xin was a little bit cold.

The middle-aged Taoist man stood at the entrance of the temple and did nothing, but seemed to isolate the inside and outside of the ruling temple. During this time, Ye Hongyu used several methods to notify his subordinates, and they were completely invalid!

This ordinary looking Taoist is definitely not a really ordinary Taoist.

The Master was chased by the Master to the South China Sea in those years. The Taoist minds in those years were presided over by the Taoist. His status in the Taoist gates did not decline. How could he be ordinary?

Xiong Chumo, Hai, Middle-aged Taoist ...

Such three people can go anywhere in the world, and anyone can kill them.

It was Yulian who met him, or he had to turn the cicadas into the depths of the snow forest. When Mr. Encounter met, he had to take a light belt and move away first. The drunkard, the butcher, or the first lecture, or all These three killed one kill.

Ye Hongyu thought silently, how can he win?

Ruling in the temple was dead, the black stone wall, the night light exuded a very soft light, no one knew when those pearls became bright, and what inspired them.

Xiong Chumo, the sea, and middle-aged Taoists stood in silence, occupying the temple at the far end, middle foot, and near, and breathing the sky and earth, completely sealing this thousands of feet of giant temple.

In the empty temple, she was alone.

She went down to the terrace and came to the side of the Moyu divine seat, gently raised her arm, and fell on the cool jade seat, silent for a long time, looking at the middle-aged Taoist saying a word.

"Haotian will give believers the opportunity to choose or explain."

Middle-aged Taoist did not speak

Xiong Chumo was a little puzzled. Although he was a **** in charge of the temple, he did n’t know why the situation would develop as he is now. He wanted to provoke Ye Hongyu and then take the opportunity to kill it. Help yourself? He actually also wanted to know the explanation.

Ye Hongyu looked at him and said without emotion: "I always wonder why such vulgar things like him can be repaired above the five realms? Hao Tian is blind?"

The middle-aged Taoist expression said solemnly: "The strength of palm education lies in innocence."

Ye Hongyu raised his eyebrows slightly, mockingly said: "Naive is naive?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and didn't explain anything, saying: "Dao Dafa is thousands of ways, and the cultivation is the last, it still requires a naive, naive, or naive, even cruel, there is no connection."

"Naivety……"

Ye Hongyu thought deeply and looked at Xiong Chumo and said, "From body to heart, it has rotted into mud, stubbornness, and what the faith believes in. Listening to it without doubt, this kind of innocence will also bring strength? It is because of this truth that Chen Pipi is a genius who is not born out of nowhere. "

The middle-aged Taoist thought for a while and said, "Pippi is happy to know his life and wants to be different."

Ye Hongyu looked at his eyes and asked, "I don't care how these naive or stupid people know their fate. I only know that the subject said he gave me his life, but now it seems to be the other way round."

The middle-aged Taoist's face did not change, and said calmly: "Or in the late autumn of a certain year, watching the Lord to help the Master to return to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, where you will meet in the seat of God, this is also a gift.

Ye Hongyu said: "Send it after death, it is an offering."

The middle-aged Taoist said: "The sacrifice is also sent."

Ye Hongyu remained silent. When people like Guanzhu started to play rogue tricks like children, there were probably few people in the world who could be his opponents.

"So, please explain to me."

She looked at the middle-aged Taoist and said very seriously: "Please give me a real explanation."

I don't know why, but she ended up with something she couldn't accept.

The middle-aged Taoist said: "Sorry, I can't say."

Ye Hongyu looks to the sea.

After entering the Temple of Adjudication, the silent sea finally spoke: "Sorry, I don't understand."

Finally, she looked to the palm.

"So, come on."

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Thousands of miles away from Xiling, there are countless fertile fields or poor villages, as well as towns. Before night, the snow in Chang'an City is like the blank on the scroll under the light of the sky. The snow on the city wall should be preserved more completely, and it looks like white paper that has not yet been written.

On the southern wall of the city, there are a few ink spots on the white paper. That is the tent and the temporary wooden house. There are two earthen stoves outside the house. The pit is hot. The ash that is much darker than the snow should be very hot.

Ning Que squatted beside the stove, staring at the hot gray, waiting for the moment when the roasted sweet potatoes were fully cooked, but subconsciously thinking about the two lone tombs outside the city, the two urns in the grave, the urns in the urn Two holdings of ash, the person who held the ash in the past, somehow felt saddened ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ got up and walked to the wall.

Standing behind the city wall, his figure was a bit lonely. He didn't like this feeling, nor did he like to give those sergeants behind him, so he looked as far away as possible, and didn't want to rub his eyes.

The scenery in the city wall is the streets and alleys in Changan City and the people in the streets. He thought that this kind of city view is lively and can dilute his emotions. However, when he saw Yanming Lake hidden in the distance, I realized that this hope is just extravagant hope, and Lao Bi Zhai is hidden in the messy streets of Dongcheng, and he can't see it at all. This makes his emotions become lower and lower, and he can only hope to see changes in the situation as soon as possible.

Thousands of people were killed, and the blood bleed was enough to stain Red Surabaya. Only then did he win the opportunity to negotiate with Daomen and delay the time before he could send those two paragraphs to Taoshan.

A word for the viewer and a word for Ye Hongyu. These two words seem to be simple. They are practical and exhausted. They have exhausted all the academic information learned by the two generations, and all the intelligence information of the academy and the court of the Tang Dynasty can only As a footnote to these two paragraphs, he naturally placed great hopes on the effect of these two paragraphs.

He was waiting for the good news from Taoshan, but he could never think of what he would wait for. After all, he was not Sang Sang who could do everything. He ... just an ordinary person. (To be continued ...)