The Most Powerful Young Man

Four eyes face each other.

Xiao Yao suddenly had an impulse.

Turned his head, returned to the Qingxin Temple, and continued to lie on the bed and play dead.

Ouch, it's not working...

Xu Kuangge, come out and help me...

Wu Wutong looked at Xiao Yao, pursing his lips.

Her eyes are very complicated, and all kinds of emotions are contained together.

Originally, she had prepared 10,000 words to say to Xiao Yao, but now she didn't know how to speak.

Probably because there was too much to say, now after seeing Xiao Yao, they rushed up together and blocked his throat.

Need to find a leather plug to pass it through.

Liu Zhezhi stepped back wittily.

The people who originally wanted to come up to say hello to Xiao Yao also quieted down.

The first sentence that Xiao Yao said should be Wu Wutong.

Xu Kuangge also followed out, standing beside Xiao Yao.

Suddenly, Wu Wutong drew a whip from behind him.

This whip has been following Wu Wutong for quite some time.

From the time when the fresh-clothed angry horse was, to the present.

She held up the whip in her hand.

"Wait!"

Xu Kuangge spoke quickly.

Xiao Yao quickly glanced at him.

It's a brother, I won't watch myself be beaten at this time.

Xu Kuangge looked at Wu Wutong with a serious expression.

"Xiao Yao is my brother, and I am a person with a lot of emotions. To me, brothers are everything. Therefore, it is okay to hit my brother, but it hurts me, not!

After he finished speaking, he walked away on the small rag.

Xiao Yao: "???"

I always feel that something is wrong.

It won't come up again for a while.

So he could only cast a vague look at Xu Kuangge.

Men are big trotter!

In the end, Wu Wutong's whip did not fall.

She just held it high.

Xiao Yao couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you posing?" Xiao Yao asked.

The whip in Wu Wutong's hand fell to the ground, opened his arms again, and plunged into Xiao Yao's arms.

Under everyone's eyes.

All the time.

She thinks that becoming a female emperor of Beilu is a kind of growth.

Become dignified, alert, sharp, mature, and steady.

No longer frizzy.

It wasn't the princess who always picked up the whip in his hand and beat someone.

but……

That doesn't seem to be my own growth!

She doesn't seem to like that at all.

On the day Xiao Yao left, she suddenly understood this.

She always felt that being the so-called Beilu Empress had no meaning at all.

In the beginning, my original intention to become the female emperor of Beilu was not that she wanted to help Xiao Yao when she needed her help?

and so……

It shouldn't be like this.

This completely violated her original intention.

It's just that when she wanted to understand this, Xiao Yao was no longer in this world--is there a sense of sight of idol tragic movies?

Now Xiao Yao stood in front of her again.

Suddenly there was a feeling of swindling a corpse.

Surprised?

Wu Wutong slid into Xiao Yao's arms, and the ministers of the Beilu dynasty didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

After all, Xiao Yao now is a **** descending from the earth.

Is a deity not worthy of their female emperor in the north?

Even if Xiao Yao didn't have this kind of "returning home" status, even the former Xiao Yao, when he was in the Lingwu world, would he not be worthy of Wu Wutong?

There is no such reason.

After a long time, Xiao Yao whispered: "If you are not serious, the people in Beilu will laugh at you."

"Let them laugh." Wu Wutong whispered softly, "It's better, I'm sitting alone in this world, right?"

Xiao Yao coughed.

I always feel that Wu Wutong has something to say in typical words.

The wisest choice at this time seems to be to pretend that you don't understand anything.

However, Wu Wutong didn't seem to intend to make Xiao Yao so relaxed.

She continued: "This world is too big for me to come over."

Xiao Yao smiled and hugged Wu Wutong tighter.

Hold tight this time.

He didn't plan to let go.

The next day, early morning.

It's drizzling.

It seems to be to wash away the traces of the demons left in the Lingwu world.

This day is not Li Ao's funeral day alone.

There were too many soldiers and cultivators who died in that battle.

The entire Lingwu world was shrouded in sadness at this time.

It just so happened that this drizzle seemed to be exceptionally suitable.

"At this time, it should be Chunyu?" Xiao Yao turned his face and said to Wu Wutong beside him.

Wu Wutong put on a plain suit, still not applying powder on his face, just like a lotus flower.

In her hand, holding an oil-paper umbrella, supporting Xiao Yao.

This picture looks quite pleasing to the eye.

It's just that in this environment, everyone's attention is still on the countless coffins.

Tens of thousands?

Hundreds of thousands?

Still hundreds of thousands?

All in all, in the past few days, the coffin of the entire Lingwu world has been pulled to the northern foot of the mountain.

The speed of ordinary manpower is not enough, so the cultivators will shoot together.

"I'll do the next thing." Xiao Yao turned his face and said to Wu Wutong.

Wu Wutong was taken aback for a moment and nodded gently.

Xiao Yao turned into a long rainbow, falling on the sky, and immediately, another golden light fell, splashing dust.

In the open space ahead, countless deep pits appeared.

Xiao Yao shot again, putting the coffins one by one into the pit and burying them.

None of the coffins were erected after being buried.

Xiao Yao couldn't do this.

Even if it can be done, there is actually no need for it.

As long as everyone knows who are buried here, it is enough.

Xiao Yao returned to the ground.

Wu Wutong came with an umbrella.

Xiao Yao turned his face and looked at Wu Wutong.

His eyes were calm, but there seemed to be something suppressing in that calmness.

Even though he had known the majesty of the scene before, when he really saw so many coffins with his own eyes, he felt that it was not a good feeling in his heart.

He thought for a long time before he lost Wu Wutong and said, "Actually, these people didn't deserve to die."

Wu Wutong patted Xiao Yao on the shoulder, without saying anything.

Last time, Xiao Yao came to the Lingwu World to lead soldiers in battle, and many people died as well.

That was the war of Lingwu World.

Those soldiers, they have faith to fight.

Whether it is defeated or defeated, they feel that everything is worth it.

But this time.

Those who lie in the coffin would never have encountered those demons in their entire lives.

It is even more impossible to deal with the so-called Demon God.

The root of all this lies in oneself.

He didn't have to take responsibility for himself, but that was indeed the case.

This is irresistible for any reason.

Xiao Yao also saw Liu Ling, Xu Qian and them again.

On their faces, there is unconcealable sadness.

Xiao Yao just watched from a distance, and did not walk over.

"Don't you go over and say hello?" Wu Wutong asked curiously.

Xiao Yao glanced at her, smiled bitterly, and said, "I don't know what to say to them."

"He doesn't know how to face those people." Xu Kuangge, who was standing not far away, said.

Xiao Yao was silent.

At this time, Liu Ling walked over with Xu Qian and the others.

Xiao Yao stepped back subconsciously.

In his opinion.

Facing Liu Ling was more terrifying than facing those demon gods.

He was really afraid that Liu Ling would suddenly grab his clothes and asked him why he had brought those demon gods to the Lingwu world.

Although he didn't do this, he still felt speechless.

Fortunately, none of the things he worried about happened.

Liu Ling looked at Xiao Yao with very calm eyes.

"Xiao Yao, do you want to avoid me?"

Xiao Yao coughed, his expression a little awkward.

It seems that I still can't cultivate at home!

Did Liu Ling see through it at a glance?

"Actually, it's not necessary." Liu Ling chuckled lightly and said, "In such an environment, anyone would rush up, and so did I."

Xiao Yao sighed, just about to speak, but Xu Qian patted his shoulder.

"When did I say you became so grimacing? I asked you, if those demons came at Liu Ling, would you rush up even if you were not the opponent's opponent?" Xu Qian stared at his eyes. Asked.

Xiao Yao smiled bitterly.

The truth is the truth.

However, it is not so easy to understand.

"Well, wait for me, and when I fly up, let's smash the Demon Race's place together!" Xu Qian said earnestly.

Xiao Yao shook his head: "Forget it."

Xu Qian frowned and was not angry. He just asked curiously, "Is it difficult for the demons to deal with?"

Xiao Yao glanced at him, then shook his head: "I mean, I can't wait that long. Others say that it is not too late for a gentleman to avenge him for ten years, but I am not a gentleman, I am a complete villain. , The villain! That is the villain's revenge all day long."

Xu Qian's expression immediately eased.

Xiao Yao is still the same Xiao Yao.

Original flavor……

Then, Xu Qian asked the next question.

"Next, do you want to take the emperor away?"

Xiao Yao turned his face and glanced at Wu Wutong.

Wu Wutong turned his face away and looked elsewhere, deliberately not touching Xiao Yao's gaze.

Obviously, this is not willing to put pressure on Xiao Yao.

No matter what arrangements Xiao Yao made, she was acceptable.

"Yes, pick it up." Xiao Yao said.

He didn't know if the Demon Race and Demon Race would repeat their tricks, but the opponent was obviously here for Wu Wutong.

As long as Wu Wutong is not in Lingwu World, the other party will not continue to run here.

They may have some understanding of Xiao Yao, but they definitely don't know enough.

Xiao Yao is still very clear about this.

"Then take me there?" Xu Qian raised his brows and said.

Xiao Yao laughed, suddenly a little fascinated.

After thinking about it for a moment, he said seriously: "When all the things in my hands are resolved, I can pick you up and play."

Xu Qian nodded.

In fact, Xiao Yao has always had a plan in his mind.

He believes that the plan and the idea will become a reality soon.

Xu Kuangge walked to Xiao Yao and said, "We should go back."

Xiao Yao turned his face, glanced at the new tombs all over the mountains, and nodded slowly.