Painting of the Nine Immortals

The sun shines and the warm rays shed.

However, the feeling of everyone present was that it was cold and killing, like a cold winter.

The corpses across the street were **** everywhere they looked, like shura hell, making people shudder.

That's the body of twenty-one foundation builders!

For ordinary people, this is simply an imagination. Even the monks who follow here from the auction venue are frightened and frightened.

The foundation-builders are not everywhere. Even if you look at the world, the number is still huge, but in any medium-sized city, it is enough to dominate the world and deserve it!

However, at the moment, more than 20 people were killed in the First World War, and all were killed by one person. This made everyone in the audience feel like they were in a dream and couldn't believe what was happening right now.

After a short while, the people reluctantly accepted the fact, and then the place was boiling. Everyone was shocked and even more shocked. The noise was like a tsunami and it rang through the entire street.

"What is the origin of this person? It is so powerful that it is unimaginable to be alone!"

"It must be the Tianjiao cultivated by any major force, otherwise, it cannot be so powerful!"

"Well ... I thought I was strong in the foundation, but now it looks like I'm sitting in a well."

Everyone's eyes are focused on Ling Xian, with shock, envy, and fear, but without exception, everyone's eyes have the same meaning.

Awe.

Respect Godly.

At this moment, Lingxian was wearing gold armor, holding a magical soldier, handsome and handsome, and strong and heroic, as extraordinary and refined as the Supreme Immortal, and as terrifying as the Xeon Devil.

The two opposite breaths are combined in one body, but it feels extremely harmonious, as if this terrible teenager should be in front of him.

The shape is like a happy deity, and the spirit is like a demon!

"Presumably you already know my identity. Yes, it is me who is wanted by the three princes. Who else wants to shoot at me in exchange for prosperity?"

Ling Xian glanced around coldly, and when he was at war with the host of Sky City, he felt that there were several killing intentions in the crowd watching him, so at this moment, he said something that made everyone tremble.

No one answered.

In other words, no one dares to answer.

Witnessing the picture of Ling Xian killing more than 20 strong men with his own eyes, who dares to shoot at him?

After this sentence fell, many people flashed a moment of fear in their complexions, especially the foundation-building monks who were killing Ling Xianxin. They were all cold and trembling with fear. Nothing against him.

"Very well, I want to exchange my head for wealth and wealth, but I will advise you. Before I act, I must have a sense of self-knowledge." Ling Xian said lightly, and then went to a monk in black to prepare to collect this. Man's storage bag.

These people are all monk-builders, and their worth is bound to be expensive. Although he is now entangled in wealth and can be an enemy, but mosquitoes are as small as flesh, naturally they will not be overlooked, maybe there will be some unexpected things inside.

However, at this moment, a thin figure suddenly emerged from the crowd, struggling towards Lingxian.

This is a little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, in rags and unkempt, with a scared but firm look on her small yellow face, slowly and laboriously moving towards Lingxian, as if every step is exhausted The strength of the whole body.

Half are hungry and half are scary.

After all, Lingxian's momentum at this moment is terrible, and coupled with the surrounding horror scenes, it is not easy for a 13-year-old girl to have the courage to walk towards him, and I do n’t know what is supporting the poor Beggar.

"Ok?"

Ling Xian's eyes flashed with surprise, and said, "Don't say, you're here to kill me."

"No, no, no ... I don't dare." Qier hurriedly waved his hands, his face covered with dirt was full of fear.

Looking at the beggar full of fear on his face, but the footsteps never stopped, Ling Xian was softened, as if he saw his former self, obviously full of fear for the future, but still moving forward firmly, refused to give up his insistence, he groaned After a while, he said, "Everything that requires courage, there must be faith to support it. Tell me, what is your belief, or desire?"

"I ... I need a spirit stone." Qier whispered, looking at the storage bag on the body, with **** and white eyes full of longing.

"For the spirit stone?"

Ling Xian's brows frowned slightly, and she didn't have any bored emotions. He understood the hardships of the humans at the bottom, especially the rags in front of her, and she knew that they were beggars.

However, his frown made Qier tremble and stop subconsciously, but soon, she gritted her teeth and continued to move forward, but the pace was slower but more firm.

"It's a bit interesting. Tell me your reason, knowing that I have blood on my hands, and I dare to grab my stuff. If it was just for the spiritual stone to change to a full meal, I don't think so." Ling With a raised mouth, Xian Cui was curious about the child's purpose.

"My mother is dying. I want to get Lingshi to save her!"

The beggar was full of fear, and even his voice was a little trembling, but it is not difficult to hear, the determination contained in this sentence.

"So it is."

Ling Xian sighed softly, revealing a kind smile, like the iceberg thawed and flowers blooming, which dispelled the fear in Qier's heart. She felt that this smile was so warm. The person in front of her seemed not so terrible. She looked at Ling Xian with expectation , Whispered: "Can you ... let me take away their storage bag?"

"Yes, but you can only take one." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Great, thank you ... thank you."

A beggar looked happy. For her, one storage is enough, because this is the net worth of the strong base builder, even if it is one tenth, it is enough to save the life of her mother-in-law.

"Now, you choose." Ling Xianda took a deep look at Qier, wanting to see which storage bag she would choose.

Qier focused on her head and set her gaze on the body closest to her, who is the master of Yunxiao City.

There is no doubt that as the master of a city, his net worth must be solid. It can be said that among these dead people, the spirit stones in his storage bag must be the most.

The beggar hesitated for a moment, thinking of his mother admonishing herself, instead of choosing the city owner's storage bag, he chose a black man's storage bag at will, and immediately squeezed the small and delicate bag, the waxy yellow small A happy smile appeared on his face.

"Good behavior, not greedy." Ling Xian smiled admiringly, walked slowly to the begging child, rubbed her messy and greasy hair, and did not mean to disdain.

"thank you."

Qier blushed and grew so big that only her mother touched her head, and now there is another person.

"Don't worry, just leave it alone."

Lingxian's mouth was raised, her smile was warm and kind, as if the spring breeze was blowing her face, which made Qier's heart warm and smiled happily.

"Tell me, what's your name?" Ling Xian crouched down, put her hands on her shoulders, and looked at the dirty child in front of her, somehow giving birth to a kind of closeness.

Close?

Ling Xian's brows frowned slightly. How could there be such an emotion, did she look at the little girl in front of her and thought of her former self?

"My name is Yu Xunzhen." Qier flushed slightly.

"Fish for truth?"

Ling Xian suddenly smiled and said, "People in my generation are looking for the avenue, they are asking for longevity, they are asking for truth, they have good names."

In the world of cultivating immortals, the monk asked for immortality, meaning immortality, and the avenue is simple, returning to true, so longevity is also called true.

Therefore, the moral of the word truth-seeking is naturally excellent.

"I don't understand what it means. My mother said it was my father's name, but I have never met him." Yu Xunzhen's eyes darkened.

"Anyway, you will naturally understand when you grow up." Ling Xian sighed softly.

"Can you tell me your name? My mother said that the grace of dripping water will be reported to Yongquan, and I will repay you in the future." Yu Xunzhen looked expectantly, staring at Ling Xian's face, as if to With this face in mind, don't forget it forever.

This is the second person in her life to treat her so tenderly.

"My name is Ling Xian, just remember it in your heart, and don't ask for your reward." Ling Xian smiled and rubbed her little head. "Remember, born in this world, you must practice, only when you are strong Later, you can protect the people you care about, understand? "

"Yes, I know!"

Yu Xun really focused on her head, her face flushed. Although it was full of dirt, it was difficult to hide the delicate features. It can be imagined that if she was groomed and dressed up, she would be a beautiful embryo.

"Remember a word, as long as you don't give up until the last moment of your life, the darkness will always pass." Ling Xian smiled and said, "I should go now, go and save your mother."

"I will keep this kind of heart in my heart, and one day, I will definitely repay you." Yu Xun's true expression was firm, he took a deep look at Ling Xian, and then turned and walked towards the East.

Looking at her thin and thin back, Ling Xian sighed and glanced at the audience with a hidden warning, saying, "I urge you not to make this little girl's idea, or you should understand the consequences."

As soon as the words came down, the sense of murder came out like a tide.

A few greedy people suddenly trembled and stopped trying to keep up with the fish.

"Huh, scum."

Ling Xian snorted, waved his sleeves, put away all the remaining storage bags, and walked towards Lin Qingyi, intending to enter the teleportation array with her and leave Yunxiao City.

However, just as he approached Lin Qingyi, a cold word came slowly from a distance, like a thunderous explosion in the ground.

"Kill my baby and still want to run away? Leave me your life!"

An immense horror of mighty momentum swept through, as if the heavenly divine power was invincible, invincible, incomparable, enveloped this place in an instant!

Under the coercion of the deterrent to the Eight Wildlands, everyone shuddered, and two words appeared in their heads. Then, they felt an urge to kneel on the ground.

Get Dan!