The Unconventional Legend

Zuo Xiaonian was stunned: "No."

"Not really? Not at all?"

"Really do not have."

"Then what about the fluctuation of spiritual sense?"

"nor!"

Zuo Xiaoduo frowned: "Could it be my illusion just now?"

He recalled carefully, it seemed that... there was a very subtle spiritual power that flashed by.

Zuo Xiaoduo can be sure.

This is definitely not a person's spiritual power. If this spiritual power is man-made, then this person's cultivation base may have reached the point where no one can match the sky and the ground.

Even the ten thousand elders in the Tianling Forest, and even the Shui Lao he encountered later, the majestic spiritual power that surpassed his cognitive level did not reach the current level of meticulousness.

Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian flew up, while getting close to the cliff.

Carefully look for any abnormality on the cliff wall, is there any hollow or shallow place? Maybe there is an attractive hole that **** Qin Fangyang in?

But until the location near the poisonous fog area, there was still no discovery.

Zuo Xiaoduo finally let go of the last bit of luck, and couldn't help but feel lost.

"Nothing was found."

"I didn't even find any of the swords thrown by the enemy. They should have been swallowed up by the swamp and melted away..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was disappointed and returned all the way with Zuo Xiaonian.

...

And just after the two left.

On the swampy ground, not far from the void where the two of them just stood, the space suddenly changed, and immediately, a huge hole appeared out of thin air.

The opening of this hole is thousands of meters wide, which is more than enough to accommodate an aircraft carrier...

After a moment, a huge head with no friends, quietly stretched out.

This head must be at least the size of seven or eight locomotives, with a pair of eyes, and it turns around. flipped up,

A single eyeball is almost the size of a house.

The swamp area tumbled like a boil, and the roaring waves rose for hundreds of meters. The next moment, a huge tail tumbled in the swamp, like a person who had slept for a long time, suddenly stretched out a lazy...

Countless bubbles popped up and burst, so the poisonous mist in the sky became even more dense.

A vague murmured voice: "That little thing almost found me just now, but it's sharp..."

"How dangerous!"

The huge eyeballs, turned over, actually showed a look of 'still lingering fear'.

But if this look were seen, it is estimated that most of the entire Shangjing would have to be scared to death by him.

"The ancestor said that I can't be discovered by anyone, and once I am discovered, it will be my doom..."

The voice murmured.

"But which two little things are obviously so weak, can they really threaten me..."

This gigantic monster appeared suddenly, with two strange horns on its head.

He murmured: "It doesn't matter, what the ancestor said must be true... I just don't know when the ancestor will come back... Just here, suffocated..."

Very frustratingly, he flicked his tail.

Then he rolled his eyes even more depressed and turned his head to look around.

It was a man who was covered in bruises and bruises all over his body, almost torn to pieces, quietly lying down beside the monster, his body not as big as the nails on the monster's claws.

"But what about this?"

The monster looked at the lying man in distress.

"The ancestor said that I must not kill... I must not see people, I have never killed, and even the poisonous gas is shielded by the power of the inner alchemy and cannot escape..."

"I can't see anyone... What's the matter? This person was still alive when he fell. Does this count as a relapse..."

"It's really depressing..."

"When can you yawn? Why do you have to yawn at that time?" The monster was extremely depressed.

"This little thing is not good, how can it fall into my mouth so coincidentally... It's so speechless..."

"If I don't yawn... This little thing just fell down, or fell to death, or drowned, or poisoned... It has nothing to do with me, how could it just fall into my mouth so coincidentally... "

"Now, if he dies, it has something to do with me... But why is this little thing still implicated in such a powerful Heavenly Dao luck? Once this Heavenly Dao luck is backlashed, I can't stand it..."

"What's up?"

It carefully turned over the person lying quietly with its little fingernails, and sighed: "But the injury on the little thing is too serious... Why is such a mortal person, once he dies with me, I will come here Bear the cause and effect? ​​Is there still a place for reason in this world..."

"If you want to keep this guy alive...you have to use the source of my inner alchemy's power...I'll stop it, I'm too bad!"

"How could I be so unlucky..."

"Isn't it always unlucky for whoever encounters me? How can I encounter such a person for tens of thousands of years and become my own unlucky?"

The monster sighed and muttered to himself.

Looking at this person who was about to be broken up, the breath of life was getting weaker and weaker, so he reluctantly reached out and dropped a drop of saliva in this person's mouth.

"Let's keep it for now... If you live completely, then you will see me? Once you see me, isn't it that I have been seen? If I have been seen, that is a broken oath? A broken oath, Am I going to have even more bad luck!?"

A drop of the monster's saliva dripped, but it was equivalent to the person lying below taking a bath, and the whole body was soaked.

"Too small..."

The monster sighed: "It's cheap for you... This is my inner alchemy water..."

Some bored raised their heads and looked at the poisonous smog that they had created over the years in mid-air. In their huge eyes, there was an indescribable desire: "When can I go out and play freely..."

"Old Ancestor... When did you say my noble person will come... I have waited for so many years... Do you know, do you know that the flowers I waited for are all thanked..."

"It's so difficult for me... On the one hand, I don't let me see people, but on the other hand, they say that my noble person will come... I can't see anyone, how can there be a noble person... uuu..."

Feeling sorry for herself for a long time, she suddenly thought of something.

He bowed his head sharply.

Look at the man lying on the ground.

Surprised: "This...this this...this gadget isn't my nobleman, right?"

...

"If this guy is my noble, doesn't it mean that I can... go out?"

The monster's two big eyes blinked and suddenly became excited.

He lowered his head sharply and looked at the tattered people on the ground, the saliva in his mouth suddenly dripped 9.375 meters.

"Noble...you must be my gentleman!..."

"Ouch... I'm almost suffocated... You have to be my noble person..."

...

Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian ascended a little dejectedly to the top of the mountain.

Both were a little dejected.

After a long journey, both of them felt that they had achieved nothing.

Received a nail.

As for the poisonous mist that Zuo Xiaoduo had put away, neither of them felt that it was a gain—just a little poisonous, what the hell?

Whether it's Zuo Xiaoduo or Zuo Xiaonian, they always collect a lot of things, and they don't like this thing at all...

Tears followed, rising from below.

He didn't go down to the bottom, and was protected from a distance in the poisonous mist.

Seeing this dense poisonous mist, Lord Mozu immediately wanted to collect some spares: encountering a large battle formation of the kind of enemy that cannot be dealt with, this thing is simply a must-have weapon for battle!

It's time to sprinkle...

Melts a huge slice in an instant, what a good thing.

But Lord Mozu didn't have this kind of equipment, so he could only stare blankly.

Hearing that these two treasures didn't even look in his eyes, he couldn't help but have a toothache.

"The old man doesn't know what to say..."

"With this thing, you can guarantee that you are surrounded by millions of monsters, and you can save a little life... but you didn't become a thing..."

"But the old man can't hold it at all. The angry old man has a pain in his liver!"

"Hey, those who really know and understand good things, the more they can't get good things... On the contrary, they don't understand anything, and the luck is full of shit..."

Tears and sighs in the sky: "When I was young, I played with Zuo Changchang and the others, and I drew three of a kind after a while, and those who were instigated by them took the initiative to open the cards. I learned later that it is the biggest, special. Not to mention the leopards, even the golden flowers are not coming, and the old man who loses every time he plays cards is gone...I suspect that those guys are cheating..."

"It is estimated that Zuo Changchang cheated..."

"First made me addicted, then made me lose... Finally, I gave him an IOU, and then the IOU was as thick as a slap, and he hooked up my daughter... I was smart all my life, but confused for a while..."

"Hey, the past is unbearable..."

...

Zuo Xiaoduo's two rockets generally rushed straight up from the bottom of the cliff, rushed directly into the air, and then slowly fell, with aura, and all the remaining poisonous fog sticking around was scattered.

Then the two froze for a moment.

Because, in front of the two, there were actually five masked men in black standing quietly on the edge of the cliff!

Pairs of gleaming eyes stared at the two of them.

His eyes were full of interest.

And, unspeakable cruelty.

"Zuo Xiaoduo, did you find anything when you entered the cliffs of ten thousand feet?" In the center, a man in black in black robes swayed in the high-altitude wind, and his voice was like a symphony of gold and iron~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sonorous and powerful.

Zuo Xiaoduo was in the air, stopped, and narrowed his eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you stop here? Haven't you heard of the name of Zuo Xiaoduo, my son of Iron Fist?"

Zuo Xiaoduo snorted.

"Master Iron Fist, hehehe..."

The man in black at the head smiled faintly: "Don't play tricks in front of me with these little tricks. You Zuo Xiaoduo is known as the iron fist son, but your real skill is your sword."

The man in black had a playful look in his eyes, and said lightly, "Civil cat sword, I'm right."

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[Take a day off today and feel very down. My Chinese teacher has passed away, and I want to go back. It's very sad. I still remember that when the teacher finished reading my composition on the podium, he sighed and said, "This child can be a writer in the future... When I was desperate, these words supported my career in online writing...

Sorry for today...brothers and sisters. 】