Ostentatious Zhao Yao

I couldn't help but avoid the eyes of Mo Qing and looked at the wood man next to me.

At this time, the wood man next to me turned to look at me. Sima Rong’s voice was heard with a numb wood face: “Oh, it’s true, it’s really important.”

I didn't know how I used to be a crowd of people in the West Mountain.

I coughed and turned the subject: "Today, through the mirror of Shen Qianjin, I saw the West Mountain master's great powers. When did the West Mountain owner get so many wood people?"

"In the past few days, with the help of my brother, people have been rushed out overnight." He said, "Now, I am physically disabled and inconvenient to move. Using this organ to make a few wood people, I can count on the efforts of Wanhaomen." ""

My heart is so good, he does not have to leave his small courtyard, this can also help the Mo Qing share a lot, after all, for so many years Xishan master, Sima Rong's ability can not be underestimated.

Sima Rong explained that my problem is not finished. I also said: "It’s a coincidence that the wood people in these days can also send pictures from other places, but I can tell you that you can mention the doorkeepers many times today. I heard that the first doorkeeper can enter your dreams, but now I can communicate with you during the day?"

Sima Rong, you should drag out your waist!

I hated Sima Rong in my heart, but I couldn’t say anything on the surface: "Well, probably she is more happy today." My heart is flat, thinking, anyway, Mo Qing knows that I am the road, As long as my waist is straight and dead, he will not poke, and I will continue to die.

Because... there is no advantage in breaking it. Anyway, I still have to use my body to continue to communicate with them.

Mo Qing glanced at me, silently did not speak, but at this moment, a black shadow flashed past him, kneeling on the ground and giving a respectful respect to the ink.

I have already seen this person before, and it is the newly established Dark Lord Weiwei after Mo Qing was on the door of the door.

I saw him getting up and went straight to the side of Mo Qing. He had a few words with his ear. The voice was light and small. I squeezed a thousand miles in my hand and planned to eavesdrop. I haven’t shown it yet. I have already reported it and I have retired.

When the ink-green face became awkward, it became a bit cold: "Check it out first."

"Yes."

I took a look at the wood man, and I was going to let Sima Rong go to the beginning to ask what happened. But Sima Rong was able to live, and a wooden face was silent. I had to scream: "What happened?"

Mo Qing’s confession was very natural. “There are some scorpions on the way back from the woven woven and the thousand strings. It’s fine. You should go back and rest first.”

Drive me away?

I have a heart.

"Well, I just came to see Master. I boast that your layout is very good, and there is nothing else. This will go back to the Nanshan Lord."

"Ok."

I turned and left. When I turned out of the door, Yu Guang glanced at the room, but I saw that the party had to approve the document. The ink green had put the pen on hold, the face was dark and the lips were slightly sloppy. A three-pointer murderous.

The person who came to report it, the newspaper must not be related to the news of Xiao Xie. I went a few steps outside the evil hall and looked at the clear night sky that has not changed for thousands of years. The wind blows the heart and eyes.

I guess most of them are also related to Luo Mingxuan.

When I was back in the dusty mountains, the messenger of Guan Yulou, who was in private with Shen Qianjin, just proved my guess. When I was outside the hospital, I was squatting on my ears, so I didn’t have to get close, it was enough to hear the news of the messenger and Shen Qianjin:

"There is a light of auspiciousness in a certain place in Xianmen. The sky is cash and clouds, and Xu is waking up."

I have a footstep.

Looking at the courtyard of Gu Shuguang in front of me, I looked at the lights in the courtyard. I looked at it more and more, but I looked as if I had seen the Fengshan Mountain on that day. .

I put out his wedding candle, abolished nine swords, and finally inserted one of them into his atrium, pours my strength, seals his blood and breath, freezes every inch of his meridians, I spend almost Half life, finally made him fall into a eternal sleep.

Just because I swore.

As early as I was rescued by my grandfather from Luo Mingxuan’s killing, I was lying still in the ravine as I moved, and after a few months, I climbed out of the ravine and knew the death of my grandfather. time……

I have sent countless oaths.

You are the body of Jinxian, you can live forever, then I want you, no longer awake, when there is no one, I want you to live, but more quiet than death.

Not counting the year, it is now.

I have spent so much effort and spent so much thought. The Jinzhou City was ruined, the Ten Great Gates were torn apart, and the Sendai Mountain Conference was clashed. It was Luo Mingxuan’s eternal sleep.

But now some people say that Jin Xian may wake up?

I think God is definitely kidding me.

Why? With the blood left in the remnant sword that Liu Suruo was broken today?

I held back my emotions, went back to the room, and meditated quietly. Mo Qingfang said that to check the news, it is said that the news has not yet been implemented, I can not be heart-felt, patiently wait. I control myself, and I have never thought of this for three days of meditation.

For three days, I didn't use my body, and I sat in the room and meditated on the mantra.

On the evening of the fourth day, I heard the next room, and the messenger of Guanyulou said: "Golden fairy woke up, the fairy swayed, and swept through half of the land of Xianmen."

"Where are you awake?"

"Not yet known."

Three days and three nights of meditation cursing broke.

When I blinked, I felt that I had never had the anger that I had never experienced before. I was unwilling to go with my hatred. The burning of the heart and the lungs was like a fire, boiling the five internal organs that I had no longer existed.

At the right time, it was the evening. After taking care of Liu Yuling and returning to the house, she was happy to look up at the corner of her mouth: "Although my brother is still not awake, today Nanshan said that he is no longer in danger..." She paused. The words, some staring at me with fear, "big, big devil... you... what?"

What's wrong with me?

I don't know, I don't need to know.

I was stunned and I felt that I had never been so fast after I became a ghost. I ran into my body and slammed it out, even letting her ghosts smashed twice. She stumbled back a few steps before she barely stumbled. She licked her chest: "It hurts so hard... Big Devil, you..."

"I am going to the ghost market."

When I dropped this sentence, I used my body to go to the ghost market.

Before the instant, I vaguely saw someone coming out of the house and pushing in the door. It was a black robes. In the next moment, I fell to the desolate place of the ghost city.

Without hesitation, I took off my clothes and went to the tavern behind the ghost city. It was possible to float two steps, but I saw a person next to the body on the ground.

As I saw it, it really is Mo Qing.

He crouched down and looked into the body of his eyes. He opened his mouth, but he did not know what his name was.

Think about it carefully. Since I used my body, he seems to have never called the name of 芷嫣. At first, the attitude toward 芷嫣 was extremely bad. When did it change? It seems that from that time, when I was rescued by Liu Yuling, who was locked in the dungeon, in the evening, I was on the shackles and blocked the stick of the North Mountain Lord.

Perhaps... it was from that time that he realized that I was the road to wave.

He hides deep, and I don't want to study it.

Now, in this case, when anger is at its peak and it is extremely calm, I think it is all transparent. But now for me, these are not important, and the ink is not important. He doesn't like me more.

I only want revenge.

Let the **** but undead person return to the track where he will never wake up. Let my hand, send him back in person.

I turned and left.

Hearing the figure of Mo Qing standing behind him, his clothes swept over the ground with dry grass and sorrows, squatting, like a chaotic grass sweeping over the apex of the heart, and the itch of the broken, and some people.

"Where are you?"

I can hear the voice of the ink, he lost a little bit of the past.

"I know you can hear it, you come back, have anything, and discuss with me, you have any plans, give it to me."

I didn't pay any attention to him. Everything else has to be discussed, but this is not the case.

Luo Mingxuan did not wake up, then everything is easy to say. I can use the sly body, the ink and green, and the soft and whispering act of him, let him help me, let him help me, because at that time, the enemy is someone else.

And if Luo Mingxuan woke up, there would be no discussion.

So many years ago, I personally sealed him. Even if I consumed this life, I did not use the power of others to fight, because fighting with Luo Mingxuan is a battle that belongs to me only.

No one is allowed to help, and no one is allowed to stop.

I am dead, crawling out of hell, using a skeleton, a bone, I want to let the blood in Luo Mingxuan's heart always dry up.

If you say that ghosts have obsessiveness, then this is my only and strongest obsession.

"You are not allowed to be alone!"

I heard Mo Qing’s call behind me, and my heart was inexplicably tight.

I seem to feel the pain and fear that he hides in the deep wounds of the body. I also felt the warmth and itch from the gap between my cold soul...

"The road is shaking!"

My footsteps were slightly stunned, but for a moment, I stopped staying and went straight to the woods.

It’s warm again, it’s itchy, I can’t talk to Mo Qing, I want to report my hatred, and he... still hurts.

I drifted into the tavern and found a child tour: "Buy me for Yang Dan, I will find someone to burn paper for you in the future." I opened the door.

A trip to the child: "How come suddenly..."

"Buy, don't buy?"

The sub-tours are just like the shackles of the genius, and some are scared by me. I am very familiar with their expressions. When I was alive, before killing Luo Mingxuan, when many people looked at me, they also had such expressions, with fear and subconscious tremors.

For many years... I thought that I would never see someone else afraid of my face anymore.

It is a bit nostalgic.

"I... I am afraid I can't..." I got up and went, and I quickly reached out to stop me, but his hand was worn from my soul. "You listen to me, I am not unwilling." Help you! I am here to be a second, because I can't remember my name, just remember my little words, so I can't get the money from the world! I only have to save money here to go to the ghost market to buy. Buy something!"

I am drifting to the ghost city, he has been following the hard work behind me.

I ate the gods, and he couldn't catch up. As he saw the farther and farther, he shouted desperately: "That is one. Second, the ghost market can help others to buy things, unless it is related!" ”

I drifted far away, and his words could not be heard again. At this time, I returned to the place where I had taken off my body. Mo Qing had taken away my body. I can guess where he is going, he wants to go. Looking for Luo Mingxuan, he may not know what to do after I become a ghost, but he will know that I am going to find Luo Mingxuan.

I no longer care about him, continue to float inside the ghost city.

Stoping the old lady who was looking for a wife in the ghost city all the year round, I said what my birthday was, and then said: "I am a ghost, I am willing to make a marriage with you. Now I will go to the marriage, I will only do it. A dowry for your family - buy me a yangdan."

The old lady looked at me for a while, then immediately stroked the palm: "Oh, okay, look like it, buttocks are also upturned, eight-character, finally I will get a kiss for me! I have a daughter-in-law!"

Yes, you have a daughter-in-law. When I was alive, I thought that I would not be married if I was killed. Now I am finally dead, and I am married.