Way of Choices

The black piece of wood in Nanke suddenly lit up.

She looked down at the black wood that seemed to be turned into jade. After watching it for a long time, her expression was very focused, and her usual indifferent or even dull eyes gradually became vivid and bright.

Through this piece of black wood, she clearly felt that she had established a connection with the tall mausoleum in the distance.

Something in the mausoleum kept calling out to Soulwood, and at the same time was sending out an invitation to her.

Before entering the sunless grassland, she did not know what specific role the teacher gave her this piece of black wood, but now, everything is clear.

This is the core of Zhouling, or a part of the core, and the other part is in Zhouling.

She can't control Zhou Ling through this black wood, but she can control the monsters in the grassland behind him.

The connection from the tomb in the distance allowed her to confirm that it was Zhou Ling, the place she was looking for. At the same time, if the expectations were not bad, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were in that tomb.

At this moment, she even gave some gratitude to Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

If it were not for Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong to lead the way ahead, she would have no way to find Zhou Ling and get close to it, thereby allowing the connection between Heimu and Soul pivot.

You know, even her teacher couldn't cross this reckless grassland to find the location of Zhou Ling.

Nanke's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was no longer as dull as usual, as if there was a flame burning in it.

In that mausoleum there is the inheritance of Zhou Du|fu.

Only she herself knows how important Zhou Dufu’s heritage is to her own.

From her standpoint, the inheritance in that tomb, even the tomb itself, this piece of grass that never falls, and even the entire Zhouyuan should be his own.

This is the world left behind by Shimen. Today, she will finally be taken back by her.

Unlike Nanke, Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er, the couple of demon masters, more emotion is that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong can find this mausoleum.

You know, since Zhou Yuan has been born for hundreds of years, countless genius and determined humans and demon practitioners have come here to try to find Zhou Ling, but no one succeeded.

The master’s understanding of Zhou Yuan is far superior to the saints in the human world, but there is no way to do it.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did.

Sure enough, it is the future of the human world.

The master of the military division is far-sighted and consumes so much resources and energy. It is also very reasonable to kill these young humans in Zhou Yuan.

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Somewhere in the grassland where the sun doesn't set, the reeds and weeds are cut by some sharp things, and they are thickly paved into a huge floating island, which should be comfortable to lie on.

Seven leaned against the haystack and looked in a certain direction in the sky. The pale face was full of fear, and the gloomy eyes became even darker because of the serious injury.

At this time, it was almost approaching twilight, and logically speaking, the sky should turn into a warm red color, but now, there is a dark place.

The reason for the obscurity is not that there is a cloud there, and that it is about to rain, but that there is a huge shadow that covers the entire sky.

The great shadow, like the wings in the high sky, slowly swept up and down.

It's just... how could there be such a large bird in the world, and spreading its wings can cover the sky? How can heaven and earth accommodate such creatures?

Is this a legend... No, the Dapeng bird in myth?

According to legend, the land of the extreme west, outside Daxizhou, without bounds on the sea, is living with a beast named Dapeng, with its wings spread, and it is thousands of miles away.

It is said that this kind of Dapeng's realm of strength is extremely powerful, and has stepped into the sacred realm in half steps, even if the great power of the human world from the holy realm is difficult to defeat it.

How did such a terrifying Dapeng live in this grassland? Where is it usually hidden? Why doesn't it leave Zhou Yuan? If it is not possible, then what force is restraining it in this grassland?

The seven rooms became more and more frightened, and their small faces became paler and paler.

After several decades of fleeing, the surface of the sword wound in her lower abdomen has healed, but the body's injury has not improved, but has gradually deteriorated.

Folding his sleeves, he brought a bowl of medicinal soup from some place, handed it to her, and said, "Drink."

It is still so simple and clear, and neat.

It can be seen that for the past few decades, the seven rooms have been extremely familiar with him, coupled with the severe injuries and weakness, it is natural to reveal the look of the young daughter's family, like a coquettish sneer: "It's so bitter, it's useless."

Folded sleeves said that if Chen Changsheng is here, he can certainly cure their poison and wounds, but in fact he has lived and fought in the snow field since childhood. He has to find medication for himself whether he is injured or sick. His experience in this area is very rich. If in the world outside Zhou Garden, the sword wounds suffered by the Seven Schools are serious, he has the certainty to cure her. The problem is that this is a grassland where the sun never sets. There are very few types of plants growing between the water and the dry land. Most of them are reeds and wild grasses. It is difficult to find suitable herbs. The medicinal soup he cooked for her these days is a hard-to-find kudzu rhizome. The taste is really bad and the medicinal effect is very general, but... it is better to drink than not.

So listening to Qijian's complaints and coquettishness, his answer is still that simple and straightforward: "If you don't drink, you spank."

The seven pale pale faces were reddish, and the left hand subconsciously reached behind him to cover it.

Obviously, such conversations, such coquetry and complaints, and such concise answers have happened many times in these days.

It is even possible that he really hit her ass, just like a child.

The method of folding sleeves is very useful, and the seven rooms don't seem to be offensive, so he likes to be taught a few words coldly.

She was like a little beast, she got close to his hand and slowly began to drink the medicine soup in small sips. I don't know why. I think the medicine soup is still a little sweet.

After drinking the medicine soup, the injury was stimulated by the medicine. She coughed again, and her pale face gave birth to two ominous blushes, which seemed extremely uncomfortable.

Folded sleeves moved behind her, stretched out the right palm and grabbed her side neck, and according to the method Chen Changsheng said in Tianshuling, slowly input Zhenyuan into her body.

He has done such things many times and is very skilled.

A floating island composed of reeds and wild grass is quiet.

Qijian closed his eyes, his body shivered slightly, and his face pale.

Folded sleeves occasionally open their eyes and look away.

He couldn't see anything, but he was used to being alert.

And he can only open his eyes when the seven rooms have their eyes closed.

Because of the depth of his pupils, those green flames representing toxins have become deeper and deeper, and will soon occupy the entire pupils.

If he can't walk out of this grassland and leave Zhou Yuan, his eyes may never recover.

He did not say this to the seven rooms.

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I don't know how long it took before the folded palm left the back of Qijian.

Qijian coughed twice, feeling the slightly smoother flow of the true element in the body, not as uncomfortable as before.

"What's next?" She asked softly while looking at the folded sleeves, her expression somewhat timid, as if worried about the problem affecting his mood.

Folded his sleeves and looked at the horrible shadow of the distant sky, silent. In recent days, they have never encountered any monsters again. This grassland is very strange and quiet. He knows that it must be related to the huge shadow in the sky, but he does not know what happened there.

"There must be other human practitioners coming in." Qijian said: "That shadow might be a devil's conspiracy, shall we help in the past?"

"Don't." Folded Sleeve said: "It doesn't matter whether it is a devil's conspiracy or not."

Seven rooms opened their eyes wide and puzzled and said: "But... maybe some human practitioners are being attacked."

Folded sleeves said: "First, there is too far over there, we can't catch up. Second, we can't beat that Dapeng. Again, I'm not a human practitioner, I have no obligation to help those people, and finally, if I'm not wrong , This matter may be our only chance to leave this grassland."

Qijian looked at his profile and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

She grew up in the Mountain Sword Sect from an early age, and the education she received made her unable to watch the human being attacked by the Demon Race and ignored it, but the reasons why Zuoxiu said were too good, and the most important thing was that she was very clear, In this journey of escape from the grasslands, she is his burden, so she does not have any qualifications to ask him to take risks again.

"The most important thing is that your injury is very serious. If you don't think about it, you will die soon." Folded sleeves looked at her expressionlessly.

Looking at his face, Qijian suddenly felt sad, thinking he was going to die, how could you still be so calm?

Folded sleeves didn't even know what she was thinking, and continued: "I just smelled it on the water. There should be a few drunken twigs two miles away in front."

The seven rooms looked slightly different and asked, "What is that?"

Folded sleeves said: "A kind of wild grass, monsters or war horses will be unconscious after swallowing."

Qijian suddenly had a very bad thought and asked, "Who... are you going to give it to?"

"Of course for you."

Folding the sleeves felt that she was very stupid about this question, and frowned slightly, saying, "You are so exhausted now, I don’t know why, and I especially like to talk these days. Obviously it’s because of the serious injury. A night’s sleep, although it’s not good for your injury, at least it will allow you to stay longer.”

The seven rooms were quiet for a while, and then asked cautiously: "That kind of grass... have you eaten it?"

Folded sleeves said with no expression: "After eating the grass, lethargic and unconscious, even a squirrel can eat you, of course I haven't."

Seven slightly annoyed said: "Then you let me eat."

Folded sleeves said: "I can't sleep, you are naturally safe."

This is a simple objective statement, but it fell into the ear of the 14-year-old girl, but it seemed like a kind of promise, which made her feel very warm.

"How long will you sleep after eating that grass?" she asked.

Folded sleeves went silent for a while and said, "I haven't seen anyone eat, so... I don't know."

Seven rooms were silent for a while, and Youyou said, "Then let me eat?"

The same five words have the same meaning, but there are subtle differences in emotions.

"No poison, no accident."

"I don't want to eat."

"If my inference is correct, eating the grass will at least allow you to stay for another ten days."

"But it is possible to sleep for a hundred days, a thousand days."

"Do you guys like talking so exaggeratedly?"

"Anyway, I don't want to eat." Seven rooms insisted.

Folded sleeves do not know why she insists so stubbornly. After a moment of silence, she again uses the unskilled trick: "If you don't eat, you will spank."

In the past few days, many times, such as when eating a bitter herb, such as when she had to hold him to sleep, such as she insisted on washing his face every morning, and refused to agree before going into the night every day. When letting him help wash his feet, when the differences between the two people are too great to make up for, he will use this trick in the end.

Walking all the way, he has long discovered that this close disciple who is under the control of Shan Jianzong and the girl in the Seven Kingdoms of the Kingdom of God is not the kind of imaginative, spoiled girl who has a stubborn temper, perseverance, and even some stubbornness. Not to mention hitting her, even if he threatened to throw her down, she couldn't make her change her mind.

She was only afraid of being spanked by him.

Folded sleeves do not know why this is, obviously there is the most meat, the most painless.

It may be because of a woman.

He has read books in the human world and knows about this, but it is just a little incomprehensible.

Thinking of the performance of the seven rooms along the way, he felt that humans are really troublesome, especially women.

Why do you have to wash your face after waking up every day? To know where there is so much water on the snowfield, just wipe it with a mass of snow. What can you do? Bad skin care? I was so injured that I was going to die, but what did those things do? Why don't you let yourself wash your feet every night? Don’t you know the long journey, the most important thing is to keep your feet clean and dry, so that you can go further? Okay, he was carrying her on the way, she didn’t need to walk, so it didn’t make sense to care too much about washing her feet.

Fortunately, they are always afraid of things.

Such as spanking.

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Hearing the folded sleeves, the seven little faces were blushing, but unexpectedly refused to be obedient, and said with anger: "Don't eat, don't eat."

Listening to her naive and unhappy voice, she folded her sleeves slightly and wondered what was going on. Today, she was not even afraid of spanking?

He thought about the scene of the first and only time when he beat her **** the other day. He felt a little suspicious and wiped his leg with his right hand subconsciously.

Qijian saw his movements and threw a punch on his shoulder in shame.

It's just that she is weak now, this punch naturally has little power, and it doesn't seem to be coquettish.

"do not be afraid."

Folding the sleeves thought he had guessed why she refused to obey, trying to make her voice softer and saying, "As long as I live, I will definitely carry you out."

Seven rooms stretched their hands to grip the hem of his clothes, opened his eyes wide, looked at him pitifully, and said, "But who will show you the way?"

Folding the sleeves, she couldn't see her, and said, "Where does that shadow go, we will go the other way."

After saying this, he stood up, carried her on his back, walked down the water island composed of wild grass and reeds, walked into the shallow water, and went towards the drunken rosewood.

Qijian hugged him, leaning his face on his shoulder, not speaking, not knowing what he was thinking.

She is now very weak and often sleepy. When carried by him these days, she will soon fall asleep.

He was not tall, and his shoulders were not wide, but it gave her the feeling of being practical, just like a boat that would never capsize in the ocean.

But today she did not want to sleep, resisting fatigue and weakness, and quietly looking at the sky.

Feeling folded, he stopped and said after a moment of silence: "Do you really want to sleep?"

Seven rooms acquiesced in his views.

She always felt that if she ate these few wild grasses and fell asleep, it might take a long time before she woke up.

Who will show him the way?

Will you not see you when you wake up?

If I can't get out of this grassland, should I die in a lethargy?

I do not want.

Even if you die, it is best to be awake so that you can confirm that you are still with you.

Because of her quietness, the folded sleeves also became quiet.

He didn't know what she was thinking, but knew she must be thinking of a lot of meaningless things.

Humans are really troublesome, especially women.

No matter what age.

At that time the twilight was like blood, but the distant sky was as dark as a cloudy day.

He looked up into the distance, sensed, and then confirmed the direction.

After making these preparations, he raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and landed in the neck of the seven rooms.

With a crackling sound, the seven rooms passed out.

The whole world is quiet.

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There is a grassland in Zhouyuan. The sun on the grassland is not set, but it is covered by a horrible shadow. There is a snowfield outside Zhouyuan. The sun in the snowfield did not rise, and there was also a shadow in the night sky. Compared with the horrible shadow on the grassland, this shadow has a larger area, does not show violent, but it is more cold and scary, and it exudes an invincible breath.

This shadow is the will of the devil. In this shadow, the magician's already extremely powerful combat power was once again improved. Those ordinary Demon soldiers who were placed in a formation and stretched for tens of miles also gained great courage, no matter what the wind and snow were. No matter how dazzling Jianguang was, they couldn't make them feel the least fear.

There are only two people who can be completely unaffected by this shadow. One is Su Li, and the other is the Demon Warrior who is covered in black robe.

The black robe sat cross-legged on the snow hill. In front of his knee, there was an iron plate. There were mountains, rivers, cold lakes and wetlands. There was a setting sun, but no stars. It was Zhou Yuan.

Above the iron plate, there are four life lamps hanging, and those four life lamps have become weak, especially two of them are like silk threads, as if they will go out at any time.

In the snow and snow more than ten miles away, a magnificent sword light was shuttled between the world, but could not leave.

Several mountain-like demon figures stood in the snow, carrying tens of thousands of demonic troops, chasing and killing the sword light and the human in front of the sword light.

Su Li's age is not big, but he is the uncle of the sword ancestor of Lishan Mountain. His seniority is very high, and the higher is his sword skill and strength.

He is not a saint, he is a prodigal son, he travels all over the world, and only occasionally shows traces in the world.

He didn't line up in all directions because no one knew where he meant to be.

But everyone knows that his realm of strength can be at the forefront in the human world, staring at the sage and walking with the wind and rain.

Even, because of his temperament, in terms of personal combat power and lethality, and the degree of threat to the Demon Race, Zhou Du|fu is this person.

In order to kill Su Li, the Devil Race prepared for a long time, and also made psychological preparations for sacrificing many strong men. In fact, there is already one demon war dead and three devil will be seriously injured.

Even the demon king, at all costs of the night, turned his will into a shadow, covering the sky.

But the black robe seemed calm, sitting cross-legged on the snow hill, and only when Su Li showed his murderous intention to him, he would react.

He is so calm because he believes in himself.

The killing game cited by Zhou Yuan was planned by him personally, without any loopholes, he calculated very accurately.

Su Li no matter how strong, after all, man is not God, after all, not Zhou Dufu.

Unless he is in a desperate situation, because of the great terror and great pressure between life and death, he will make a breakthrough, otherwise there is absolutely no way to leave alive.

The black robe didn't even give him this opportunity.

The black robe prepared for Su Li is a pot of warm water, a slowly moving stone mill.

Of course, logically, he must always pay attention to the killing in this blizzard, because after all, the person he wants to kill is Su Li.

However, just before the moment, the square plate in front of him suddenly changed.

Among the reckless grassland, where the incalculable deduction was found and thus always a illusion of nothingness, suddenly a very bright light burst out.

The light illuminates his face under the black robe, penetrates the pale skin, and makes the blue color hidden inside become more and more dense, and then there are two blood colors.

The blend of the three colors looks very voluptuous and weird.

His deep, ghost-like eyes were also illuminated by the light.

The blood on his face, and the bright in his eyes, represent excitement.

What kind of thing can make people like black robe excited?

At that moment, seeing Chen Changsheng's life lamp and Xu Yourong's life lamp entered the grassland together, which made his expression dignified.

But now, he has forgotten this matter.

Even if the old city of Xue suddenly collapsed, even if Su Li suddenly broke through the snow and left at this time, he would not be touched.

There is never anything new under the night sky, no matter how incredible it is, it is only a small probability, but this piece of light is different.

He looked at the bright light on the iron plate, silent for a long time.

He has no hope for this world, so he can look down on everything.

But he has been waiting for this bright appearance for many years.

Zhouyuan's game is certainly not the strongest game of black robe design.

Hundreds of years ago, the coalition of humans and demons broke through the five lines of defense of the Demon Clan and reached the first five hundred miles of Xue Old Town. The people of Qilian Mountain were killed in battle, and the people of Helan Mountain were killed in battle.

He designed a very freehand game.

In that game, he played with the hearts of the people and used the relationship between Emperor Taizong and Wang Zhice.

The entire continent knew what he wanted to do, and Emperor Taizong’s strategy with the king was more clear, however, there was no way to stop him.

Because of the problems of the human heart, once they appear, they can never be erased.

Wang Zhice resigned.

The old snow town was unharmed.

Compared with the bureau of the year, the circumstance of Zhou Yuan cannot be achieved either in pattern or in subtle sense.

But for the black robe, Zhou Yuan's game is even more meaningful than that game.

Lost and then taken back, this is the most meaningful thing.

For thousands of years, everything he has done is for this.

The light on the iron plate, which is not in his calculations, is the biggest variable in Zhou Yuan's situation and the most welcome variable for him.

Because that means the most precious thing in Zhou Yuan will be seen again.

Kill Su Li and kill most of the future of humanity.

Recover the lost past.

What could be more perfect than this ending?

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Deep in the tomb, on the black stone sarcophagus.

The light of the soul pivot has been condensed, the jewelry has been collected, and the black stone sarcophagus is dark, like night.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong walked into the night, before the traces.

Those traces are words and pictures.

The text is accompanied by pictures. In addition to the favorite books that children like to read, there is also a most common possibility.

These words and pictures are cheats for the exercises.

Yes.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong glanced at each other, because they were shocked and didn't know what to say.

The secrets of the exercises, carved in the black coffin, are the swordsmanship.

This knife method has the same name as that knife.

Two breaks.

Two cuts with two cuts.

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(This chapter is six thousand five hundred words. I wrote nearly 12,000 today. In short, no matter how you count it, this month’s task is completed perfectly. To blow a kiss to everyone, there is another important thing. The reason is Chen Xuhui’s plot. I’m really happy to write it myself, and everyone’s feedback is also very good, which is happy. Because of the reasons that the client of the billing chapter cannot see, I have to leave the words at the end of the chapter. To show you, it’s not that I’m not serious and solemn, please let me know. What should I say on the last day of 2014? Let’s be as simple and rude as a folded sleeve, just like the chapter name in this chapter!

One, I wish you all a happy new year. Recently, I have reviewed the Choosing the Heavens. I have confirmed that in addition to the first three chapters, some of them are jerky, and the chapter between the freshmen of the National College of Education is too serious. Others are really good. I am a little surprised by myself, this is the benefit of the modification. Today’s chapter is written in a hurry, because I am in a hurry to go home to eat, so there is no modification, please understand. Second, Tencent Literature has a golden keyboard award at the end of the year, and free tickets will be generated every day. If you think it is good to choose the day, please vote for the work. Thank you. Please declare it very seriously. Just vote for free. . Third, I have a lot of plans for next year, and I will report to you in detail one day. Fourth, what should have been put at the forefront, I forgot, there will definitely be very few updates in the first few days of January, and it may be interrupted because some **** authors have come to the Northeast, I will drive five hundred miles to meet them ... Happy New Year, we are the best!

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