Painting of the Nine Immortals

As the sun rises, Taohua Town is still as it was yesterday.

The only difference is that there is an inquiring shop in town.

For this store, everyone in Taohua Town hated his teeth, obviously there are so many fine magic weapons, they just can't hold it, which is naturally a very enraging thing.

The same goes for leaflets.

Since she was hired by Ling Xian, her life has been painful and happy.

Happiness is because you can see the beautiful cold man, and the pain is the magic weapon that you can get by just answering the questions.

The thought of these magic weapons might be taken away in vain, her heart was bleeding, but no one took it away, she was a little lost.

This conflicting day made Xiaoye very worried, especially after seeing Ling Xian's depression more and more, that heart is almost twisted into a twist.

"The world of Gao Lengnan really doesn't understand."

Xiaoye skimmed her mouth, turned around and looked at the forty-fifth angle looking up at the peach blossoms falling, with a look of my sorrow Ling Lingxian, could not help but sigh.

Gao Leng and prodigal, this product is not saved!

She was lamenting, and Ling Xian was lamenting.

The blow this time is really too big, it is the biggest frustration he has encountered so far, enough to completely destroy one's faith.

Therefore, Ling Xian's heart is as dead as death, and her faith is about to collapse.

He only felt that the road was vast and hopeless, and he was truly in the endless abyss, despairing in his eyes.

Therefore, he thought of death. Only in this way can he be completely relieved and not be disturbed by despair.

However, someone did not let him die.

In the past few days, when the night was still quiet, the magical flute would always pass into his ears and nourish his body.

Although it will stop after a while, it never stops.

And this flute is very amazing, with its immense vitality, which caused him to gradually improve after being seriously injured by continuous failure.

Unfortunately, serious injuries can be healed, and heartache is difficult.

Ling Xian was annoyed by the midnight flute, but it was always a good intention, so he didn't bother to bother and thanked him for not stopping.

Of course, in the final analysis, it is his unwillingness in his heart that he does not want to die.

But immortality is torture.

Tortured by despair, tortured by no way out.

"What is life?"

"What is the universe?"

"What is heaven?"

Ling Xian looked up at the sky, sounding mysterious one by one, in fact, the problem of idiots came from his mouth.

This made Xiaoye give him a new definition after Gao Leng and his defeat.

Neurosis!

"Oh, no solution."

With a sneer, Ling Xian turned her eyes to Xiaoye, and said coldly, "Take me out."

"What?"

As soon as Xiaoye stayed, this was the first time in two months that Lingxian was about to go out and was surprised.

But soon, she reacted and smiled sweetly: "Hello."

Talking, she trot around behind Ling Xian, pushed the wheelchair, and walked out of the shop.

At this time in spring, Taohua Town is not prestigious. It is really ten miles away.

In the past, pedestrians always pay attention to the peach blossoms, but when Ling Xian came out, they immediately covered the peach blossoms and attracted everyone's attention.

In the end, he asked about the unreasonable rules of the store, which gave him a lot of mystery. Secondly, his temperament is too outstanding.

Even if it was dead at this moment, it was a bright color in the heavens and the earth, making people unconsciously put their eyes on him.

"He just asked the owner of the shop? No wonder he never came out, it turned out to be a disability."

"I thought what the predecessor might be, just a cripple."

"I was looking forward to it, but I didn't expect ... too disappointed."

Passers-by opened their mouths, quite regretfully, and many people's eyes were shining brightly, with unwillingness shining.

This leaves Xiaoye suffocated, and now he wants to speak, angry at everyone. However, it was stopped by Ling Xian.

"Forget it."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. At this moment, his mind is full of thinking about how to act as a Taoist.

"Humph!"

Xiaoye stared at the crowd fiercely, pushed Ling Xian, and walked forward.

Along the way, from time to time someone sneered, no longer expecting Ling Xian, but defined him as disabled.

He ignored it.

He looked at the floating petals in the sky, his lips moved slightly, and spit out mysterious questions.

"Why am I alive?"

"Why can't it be turned into heaven and earth?"

"What went wrong, obviously!"

Ling Xian muttered to himself, speaking more and more hurriedly, getting more and more irritable. In the end, he had a splitting headache and was going crazy.

This makes Xiaoye Mulu feel sorry. In the past two months, she has seen Ling Xian more than once, but she can't help it.

When people on the road saw this scene, they sneered, adding another definition to him.

madman.

See what the question is, why can't it be turned into heaven and earth?

What a joke!

How can man be transformed into heaven and earth? Watch out for God hacking you!

Everyone laughed and didn't bother to care about Ling Xian, a lunatic.

"Why, why exactly!"

Lingxian's black hair was angry and screaming, so crazy and helpless that made Xiaoye feel a little worried.

After a long while, he calmed down, a smile on his pale and bloodless face.

"This road is nowhere, this life ... hopeless."

Muttering, Ling Xian closed her eyes in pain, and said, "Go back."

"Yes."

Xiaoye's eyes were red, resisting the sadness, pushing the wheelchair back to the backyard.

After that, Ling Xian waved his hand to signal his retreat, and he looked at the petals of the sky in a daze.

Time passed little by little, and in an instant, the sky came from sunrise to Yuesheng.

The melodious flute sounded as usual, gently and slowly, and intoxicating.

Ling Xian listened quietly, without stopping or thanking him, and letting her vitality nourish her body.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly, feeling two breaths.

Although his legs are disabled and his heart is dead, but his strength is still there, he naturally notices the arrival of an uninvited guest.

Came late at night, obviously for the valuable magic weapon.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not stop, take it, he is dead-hearted, how would he care about something outside?

Therefore, he turned a blind eye and allowed the thief to take two magic weapons.

What he didn't expect was that his pampering once made the whole Taohua Town boil.

Everyone thought that Ling Xian was timid and afraid to speak up. Therefore, after the disabled and lunatic, he had another definition.

waste!

This made Xiaoye furious, but Ling Xian was indifferent.

Waste is waste, and it is a waste.

Ling Xian grinned, still in a daze, sometimes insane, obviously a waste.

This makes the people in Taohua Town more and more presumptuous, even under the blue sky and white day, openly to grab!

"A group of shameless robbers, I fight with you!"

The lobular lungs exploded quickly, ignoring the huge power gap, and rushed to fight with him, resulting in serious injuries.

This makes the robbers more arrogant and more and more recognized as a waste.

I've been bullied into this, and I didn't even dare to say a word, what isn't it a waste?

After everyone ransacked all the magic weapons, Ling Xian was finally angry.

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