The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The claws that infuse the spirits are plucked back, bringing out a large piece of bright red.

Nan Gongliu’s lips opened and closed, and they closed together. They couldn’t say a word for a long time. He didn’t seem to think that Xu Shuanglin would open a hole in the back. After half a squat, he spit out a big blood. Straight down to the ground.

"爹-!!!!" The screams of Nangong's screams teared the sky.

"Head!!"

"...!" everyone was shocked.

Xu Shuanglin calmly and calmly down, and casually took out a fruit from the sacred sac, stuffed it into the mouth of Nangong Liukou, forcing him to swallow it.

The ink burns the tip of the eye, and suddenly changes color: "Ling Chi fruit?!"

Xu Shuanglin fed to Nangong Liu, it was at that time in Taohuayuan hanging feathers a sigh of relief, let people survive can not ask for death Linghao fruit! When Nangong Liuton was in pain, he didn’t want to give birth. The whole person was like a shrimp, and he was huddled with enthusiasm. Xu Shuanglin looked at him, his eyes reflected in the fire, and his eyes were very warm.

"He said, I have pity that you have lived for most of your life, but after all, it is still a waste of people."

Ye forgets the truth and says: "Father?!"

"Father...you let go of my father! You let go of him!" After all, the blood is thicker than the water, even if Nangong Liu is unbearable, seeing him so terrible, Nangong is still unable to bear the heart, angered the crown, he attacked Xu Shuanglin However, Xu Shuanglin was out of the world with a single hand.

Xu Shuanglin turned his eyes and gave him a cold and cold look.

"Elders talk, what are the younger generations, give me a sigh!"

Said to stop the volley, a finger, Nangong 驷 only feel that the back fell a thousand pounds, actually standing can not, dead bite the teeth and endure the shackles, still heavy knees.

"Auntie," Ye was forgotten to protect her in front of Nangong. She couldn't hold a sword against Xu Shuanglin, nor could she stand by and watch her. She felt pain and sorrow for a moment. "Father, don't hurt him..."

"Who wants to hurt him, what is he?" Xu Shuanglin turned his gaze back and landed on Nangong Liu. Then he lifted his foot and kicked the cheeks of the Nangong Liu blood flesh. "After many years, now in the world." I can’t help but talk about it with this person.”

Nangong Liu Yan coughed up a large mouthful of blood: "Syrian old? Narrative old! You didn't tell me, as long as you recall Luo Fenghua's soul from the infernal hell, the curse he imposed on me can be broken? I can recover from healing. No fear, no fear of the night. You lied to me... you actually... you lied to me..."

Hearing this sentence, the young monks have not responded, but Xue Zhengyi’s generation is all discolored, and Xue Zhengyi slams into the young corpse.

"Luo Fenghua?"

"It’s Luo Fenghua!"

Lying on the ground, it was the master of the Nangong brothers many years ago, and the short-lived leader who once took power to seize power, the only surname of the Confucianist door, and the body of Luo Fenghua!

"You think it's too beautiful." Xu Shuanglin laughed. "The curse is broken. You killed him personally. Now you drank his blood and ate his flesh. You are so cruel, actually want to curse and break? You It’s so naive.”

"Don't I drink his blood and eat his meat?! Although I took the power to send him to die early, but he left a curse on the head ring before he died, let me wear it - this More than ten years! No day... Keke, no... No day... I can have normal days at night! I... Don’t... Don’t...”

"It should be." Xu Shuanglin said with a blank expression, "It should be too." Suddenly twisted and laughed, he simply squatted down and lifted the face of Nangong Liu, saying: "You are doing very well, no one can do it. Better than you, better, more obedient... no one can be more stupid than you."

He smiled wickedly and summed up: "Waste."

After Xu Shuanglin finished, slowly got up, it was a warm and peaceful smile with a solemn and peaceful face. He spread his arms and said to everyone: "All the guests, the dinner was finished, and Xu had a snack after dinner. Please have a taste together."

Someone yelled: "Xu Shuanglin! What are you going to do?!"

"In fact, there is nothing, but I would like to invite you to share some interesting things. The Confucianist martial arts cultivating the real world for centuries, the stinking scandal is too numerous to enumerate, and one of them, Xu has waited for more than ten years, today is in the whole world. The face is made public."

He said here that the sound is gentled by the sorghum.

Then he gently said: "This is probably the Confucianism, the last secret history."

Nangong Liu listened to him, and suddenly there was a strong fear in his heart. He screamed sharply, his lips trembled, and he could hardly speak. Only one pair of eyes stared straight at the melt. The person on the top: "You...what are you...who?!"

Xu Shuanglin turned his face and smiled a little, not answering.

Suddenly a radiance appeared in his hand, and a dagger appeared in his palm. He gripped it hard and cut the flesh. The blood rushed out of his hand. He licked the blood and drew a pattern on his arm. Then I gently blew and said: "The West Window is a flat boat, and you will come to the dream."

Then he turned back and smiled: "Hey, if you want to know who I am, after reading these things, you will know."

The ink burned to resist what he did, and was gently stopped by Chu Yuning.

"Master?"

"It's not a curse, it's a dream enchantment. It's very similar to the kind of magic of the Taohuayuan Yumin. It is a spell that allows everyone to see his memories." Chu said, "Let's wait, see him." What to say."

Xu Shuanglin’s brilliance of the brilliance of the wind in the wind, the higher the flying, the more the expansion, the moment the entire Lishui Lake was enveloped. The shredded memories are like sand powder, which slowly falls from the sky, and the lake is quickly covered by Xu Shuanglin’s memory...

Just like heavy snow, the ground was replaced with new clothes. As the power of the FDC continued to overflow, the scene changed.

Although everyone still stood around the Lishui Lake, the grass and lava in front of them disappeared, and eventually became the appearance of the Confucianism.

The Fei Yao platform in this illusion is empty, only two people sit and stand.

Standing people are barefoot, dressed casually, and their hair is not well combed. Some crowns are worn and even worn, it is Xu Shuanglin. The person sitting in the dark red robes, the face is white, is Nangong Liu.

Nangong Liu stroked the palm of his hand on the thumb, and his face sparkled with excitement and anxiety.

"The five gods are ready?"

Xu Shuanglin said lazily: "You have already asked the ninth time. If you ask me the tenth time today, I will not let go."

Nangong Liu was unbearable because of his heart, and he couldn’t help but shake his legs: "Well, good, then wait for the guests to arrive, wait for the day of the big wedding.... You will give me a look at the list of sacrifices, I will see Seeing that the number of people on this roster has not come yet."

Xu Shuanglin threw him a book, and Nan Gongliu couldn’t wait to turn it up. His eyes were very fanatical. Like a thirsty man drinking water, he slammed the book. He counted it again, not worrying, and the second time, the finger poked on the page, as if to poke a book out of a hole.

"All come together." Xu Shuanglin saw him mad at the words, and said, "Twenty-five lines of pure people, and count the five-line spiritual guards you have compiled these years, the power of these people." Together, with the help of Shenwu, the power is not as good as the direct use of the essence of the spirit, but it is enough. Guaranteed to open the door to hell."

Nangong Liu Yan tightened the book and couldn't help but nod: "Good."

"But this is the last opportunity. If you mess up again, if you want to break the curse, I am afraid it will be more difficult."

"Never swear!"

Xu Shuanglin lazily said: "You should say, never swear."

"Well, it will never be embarrassing, and it will never be embarrassed." Nangong Liu Dunton, and again, "Shrimp Forest, I am still not at ease, let's plan again?"

"... Big Brother, you have been right ten or twenty times."

Nangong Liu does not care: "More than a few times, it is always good to be cautious."

Xu Shuanglin seems to be helpless: "Oh, follow you."

Nangong Liu will calculate: "When the grandmother is on the eve of the wedding, all the guests will come to the poetry table. I will arrange for the arrest and take out the 21 signatures that have been marked in advance." He looked up to see Xu Shuanglin. "The next time it's your turn."

"...well, I will ask for the same." Xu Shuanglin had no choice but to be with him. "After entering the jungle, I led the sacrifices to the edge of Ganquan Lake and planted them with precious pieces. Let them obey and give spiritual power to Shenwu. After this event is successfully completed, I will manipulate everyone, launch fuzes in the air, and tear open the cracks in hell."

"Good, good!" Unlike Xu Shuanglin's laziness, Nangong Liu appeared very excited. He talked on paper. "After seeing the fireworks, I led the five guards to take the lead in rushing to the hunting forest. You meet, and then we make the five guards into a chess game and sacrifice it!"

Xu Shuanglin nodded and concluded: "There should be no mistakes."

"Never any mistakes can be made." Nangong Liu clenched his fingers and his face turned blue. "I have had enough, I am fed up..." He murmured for a moment, jerked up and asked Xu Shuanglin, "Shrimp Forest, no need." Is there really no problem with the essence of the spirit? In case the power of the gods is not pure enough..."

"You can rest assured that these five gods are the best of the best. The peaks in the peaks, the ability to move mountains and reclamation, and the success of the spirits."

"In case? I said that in case, the gates of **** can't be opened, and in the same way as the town of Choi Die, someone came out to hinder... You see that Chu night Ning!" Nangong Liu Yandao, "What night jade Hengbei Dou Xianzun, nosy! In the last time in the town of Choi, beaten and killed him, this is a big good thing, who knows that the old vulture has the ability to let him come back to life - hate!"

When I saw this, I was not angry in my heart: when the town of Choi Butterfly was shocked, Confucianism also sent a large number of monks to chaos, and more than a hundred Confucian disciples also died in the scuffle, and both of them were well aware. ......

So who is the fake hook?

Is Nangong Liu, or Xu Shuanglin? !

"Chu nights should not be killed." Xu Shuanglin in the illusion said, "He is a capable person, it is easy to die, it is a pity."

"How can I have the ability? I can't understand his face that is proud of going to heaven!"

"Oh, let me say that, I think of it, the head of the fairy, you have seen Chu night in the past few days, how, death and resurrection, has his spiritual strength been damaged?"

"How does the spiritual power do not know, but the temper is not reduced." Nangong Liu hates hate, "The high is on the top, no one in the eyes. I am in front of him **** like a dog that has been rolling in the mud!"

Xu Shuanglin laughed: "The metaphor of the head is interesting."

"You don't mention it, but I will be angry with you! I am the lord of the world's first major door, and I will count on the late night of Chu, and I will look at his apprentice's face. His apprentice is amazing. Master Mozong, there is no rules, and the temper is worse than his master."

He sighed and his eyes glowed with a malicious glow.

"A good spirit of wood, I only hate that I can't give up the martial arts. I don't have to use it. Just like the original plan, take his flesh and blood as the pillar of the people to sacrifice the heavens! Go to tear the door of hell!"

"Jinchengchi, Taohuayuan, failed twice." Xu Shuanglin said, "He later spent five years alone. In five years, we could hardly find his whereabouts. The only time he lured him to be fooled, he was seriously injured by the Yellow River otter, but that The boy was born with great fate, and was saved by Jiang Yan who passed by. Now the ink-burning wings are abundant, and it is not the 16-year-old boy who was in the first place. We can’t move him. The essence of the spirit is not working. ""

"Wait!" Nangong Liu said, "When I break the curse, I will increase my skill. Whenever I am a master of Chu or a master of Mo, I have to kneel in front of me to listen to my command!"

Xu Shuanglin listened to him and said that he just smiled and did not answer.

Nangong Liu himself was calm for a while, and gradually calmed down. He sighed and stared at the ring in his hand. Suddenly said: "Shrimp forest, five years ago, you gave up looking for the essence of the spirit, not only because of the burning of the mountains, Where is the whereabouts?"

"..."

His eyes slowly moved from the ring. Nangong Liu said: "Because, if you check it out, you find that the earth spirit is a leaf forget, right? You are reluctant to give up your adopted daughter. She is yours in this world. The only relatives..."

"I don't have any relatives in this world." Xu Shuanglin interrupted him with a blank expression. "Moreover, you know that the fire attribute is the lang, even if I am willing to forget the past, can you be willing to give up?" ?"

"But it." Nangong Liu waved his hand and looked awkward. "Since Shenwu can be replaced, there is nothing to say, don't say it, just like this."

"What if the gods are irreplaceable?"

Nangong Liu was shocked: "What do you mean?! Don't you say that there is no flash?"

"Why should the head be nervous? I am only suddenly curious. If only the five living human spirits are used in this world, and the sacrifices made by the children can successfully make the door open, and the Lord will make choices. Continue to endure. The curse of the curse, or..." He sneered at the corner of his mouth and did not say anything.

Nangong Liu did not answer. After a long time, everyone thought that this recollection would end like this. Nangong Liu whispered softly and said: "People don't do it for themselves, they are destroyed."

"!"

Hearing this, everyone has rippled on his face, especially Xue Zhengying, who loves his son. He is completely unable to understand the choice of Nangong Liu. He is angry. "Aridly... Tiger poison is not eating. Son, in order to survive, sacrifice your son? It is ridiculous!"

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The scene is black, and the crystal memory fragments are once again swaying and slamming, making the shattering sound of the wind chimes.

When the illusion lights up again, the sky is high and the sky is wide, and the snow-capped mountains reflect the white light. Some people exclaimed: "Is it a gold pool?!"