The Villain Has Something to Say

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This news spread throughout the Taihua Mountain in just half an hour!

The four masters who had been going to gossip, the first one to fly out of the Ming Dynasty, took a disciple and asked: "The master has brought his wife back? It is said that the son is ten years old. Is this true and false? Really? fake?"

The six divisions who were burying the header suddenly heard the news. He put down the weapon in his hand and said, "The master's wife is carrying one, and then the two men still lead the son back to the Taihua Mountain?"

The five divisions of the fire, Yu Yuchong ran out of the Yubei Peak, just happened to meet the sword of the cold noodle sister Wei Qiongyin. Fire Yu rushed to the ground and asked subconsciously: "Three sisters, is it... you also heard the news, come out and see?"

Wei Qiongyin calmly decapitated and solemnly said: "The marriage of the master, I naturally need to care. I heard that his wife looks like a nightshade, very embarrassed, I am a little curious..." Dunton, Wei Qiongyin again "I am a little curious, how the master fell in love with that sly."

It happened that the second brother, Zuo Yunmo, flew over from the side, and Huo Yuchong quickly yelled at him, and he asked Zuo Yunmo again if he asked Wei Qiongyin. But seeing the left cloud Mo Junxiu's face flashed a trace of loss, then he smiled and dagger: "Yes, I heard that the master did bring his wife and son, and ... it seems that the husband and wife are very loving, once in Taihuashan, the master Bring people back to Yufeng."

Huo Yuchong and Wei Qiongyin were surprised and said: "Is this going to let Xuan Lingzi uncle take a look?"

Zuo Yunmo reluctantly beheaded, but did not laugh again.

However, for a long time, I saw a red streamer suddenly bursting out from the green peak. That is the younger sister who is sprinting in the middle of Jindan! As she waved her big knife, she rushed straight to the jade peak. At the foot of the mountain, she shouted directly: "Master! I am coming to see my nephew and nephew! Come and pick me up, I want to be with you." Make a good decision... No, give me a good regard!"

Three people who have just arrived at the peak of Yuxi: "..."

Mo Qiu was the first to endure. He took off his waist and whip angrily and said: "Luo gradually clears, I will go down and deal with this inexplicable person. You are waiting for me here, I absolutely want this person to put it just now. All of them are swallowed back, who is her nephew!"

Qing Jun, wearing a blue shirt, stood quietly on the side, holding Luo gradually clearing his hand and silently watching Mo Qiu. There was no other expression on a pink face. When Mo Qiu was really ready to go down the mountain, he said coldly: "If you really go down, isn’t it a bully woman? I only compare you as a monk of your kind. I didn’t expect to bully a woman.

Mo Qiu: "You!"

Qing Jun said that the tone of the words was very calm, but he could not stand him with a cute and delicate face. This face is pretty and cute, with delicate skin and powdered jade. When he spoke, he was like a little adult. Even Luo Qing, who had a headache, couldn’t help but laugh.

Luo gradually swayed the first time: "I didn't expect to be misunderstood this time. I will take you through this bamboo forest and advance my house. After you have settled down, I will go to Chou Shuangfeng to the head of the division. If you want to clarify things, you should be able to clarify things."

Qing Jun nodded and nodded.

Mo Qiu snorted and said with satisfaction: "This is almost the same. How can I be your wife? Even if it is..." The voice gradually became a meal, and Mo Qiu said: "Even if it is, then you should be my wife. Correct!"

Luo gradually lost his smile, and a scabbard was drawn on the cheek of Mo Qiu.

I don't know what this ink autumn thinks. He did not hide from the cultivation of his late Yuan Ying, and was taken by this scabbard.

However, for a long time, Mo Qiu flew back and angered: "Luo, gradually, clear!"

The handsome and beautiful Tsing Yi monk lifted his eyes slightly and gave him a slanted look. "Listen, the voice doesn't have to be so loud."

Mo Qiu: "You!!!"

The laughter of everyone circulated among the bamboo forests, the breeze blew, the green bamboo leaves rustled, the enthusiasm was very busy, and the other end was very deserted. At the moment when Luo gradually cleared into the Taihua Mountain, Xuan Lingzi suddenly blinked and eagerly walked to the window to look at the distant mountain gate.

After waiting for a long time, his disciples finally came to Yufeng, and then... brought two people.

Xuan Lingzi had been walking back and forth in front of the door for a long time. In the past, every time Luo gradually came back, he would go out and watch Luo gradually clear his eyes, confirming that his own children are really nothing, and then he can continue to practice with confidence. But this time, he and the Qingqing had a dispute, but also gradually found his own thoughts, then how should he go out to face him...

However, there was no chance to choose Xuan Lingzi. He quickly discovered the red magic and a Tsing Yi child.

Xuan Lingzi naturally knew Mo Qiu. At the beginning, his **** had seen each other in the Valley of the Flames, knowing that this person saved his own life. But next to this one... When the spirit of Xuan Lingzi swept away, he suddenly saw it and carefully examined it several times.

There is no doubt that this is a child who has no spiritual strength and no roots. She seems to be six or seven years old.

How can I gradually bring such a child back to Taihua Mountain?

The children in Tsing Yi stood by the Qingqing's gradual clearing, and also cleverly took the gradually clear hand!

Xuan Lingzi’s eyes suddenly grew wide, and his heart suddenly hurt.

It seems... it looks a bit like a gradual clear!

The spirit of the monk's spiritual knowledge is not the feeling that Luo Qingqing and Qingjun can feel, but Mo Qiu has intentionally or unconsciously looked at the direction of Xuan Lingzi, and his look is inexplicable. Then, under the leadership of Luo Qingqing, the two of them passed through the bamboo forest and came to the two bamboo houses.

The green bamboo forest of Jade is surrounded by two small bamboo houses. There are some simple medicine fields on the four sides, and some ordinary spiritual flowers are planted. There is a delicate stone pavilion on the side, the bridge is flowing in a hurry, looks warm and simple, quiet and quiet.

Qingjun was very satisfied with such a place. He went straight to the stone bench in Shiting. Mo Qiu took a few steps around, and finally looked at the bamboo house where Xuan Lingzi was located. The voice magnified and said: "Little beauty, is there only you living alone? That feeling is good, I will have a room with you at night. Let the little boy have a room."

Qing Jun did not pay attention to Mo Qiu.

Luo gradually cleared the scabbard, and just planned to smoke it, he was dragged by Mo Qiu.

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "Is I still preparing for the second time?"

Luo gradually glanced at him coldly and took the scabbard back. He said: "The bamboo house is my master's residence. Don't bother him. He is closed and is practicing. There is still one in my bamboo house. Excessive bamboo couch, I will sleep with Qingjun at night, and you will have a good one. Anyway, I will not have high requirements for sleep, and meditation will restore my spirit."

In the mouth of Mo Qiuqiu, "You sleep with him, don't sleep with me?"

It’s a bit strange to say this. Luo gradually cleared his eyebrows and tried to refute the words of Mo Qiu. It’s too weird to “sleep”. It’s expected that in the next moment, a rush of pressure will suddenly be suppressed.

Luo gradually consciously flew to the stone pavilion not far away, and took Qingjun into his arms. Mo Qiu was cold, and he smiled and looked at the bamboo house of Xuan Lingzi, and refused to bend over.

Qing Jun was injured and his body did not recover. Luo gradually cleared him and needed him to treat him. He naturally could not let him have an accident. But this scene is seen in the eyes of Xuan Lingzi, directly let him ignore the face of the face of the inkless autumn, body stiff.

Why are you protecting this child? Why are you protecting this child?

At the age of six or seven, it seems that there is indeed a go-ahead experience, but his **** is also in the past, and he has not found any problems. Can you say... Is it true that he really did not find out?

Xuan Lingzi suddenly felt that his feet were imaginary, and he took a step back.

Luo gradually knows where his master will misunderstand. He thought in his mind that those disciples who were not high-level might make mistakes in the gender of Mo Qiu by virtue of their appearance, but the mysterious spirit is different. He must have seen at a glance that Mo Qiu is a man and will not misunderstand his relationship with Mo Qiu.

However, he never imagined... Xuan Lingzi actually misunderstood his relationship with Qingjun.

Luo gradually cleared Qingjun in his arms, and then screamed: "Master, it is a return."

When the voice fell, this terrible pressure never dissipated.

Seeing that Moqiu couldn’t stand it, he was about to bend over. Luo gradually cleared and sighed: "Master, the disciple went to Wanshiling this time and missed your body very much. They are friends of the disciples, etc. After they have settled in, they will go to your house...in front, meet you."

The pressure of terror finally dissipated.

Luo gradually sighed and took Qingjun’s hand to his bamboo house. Mo Qiu dissatisfiedly licked his lips and followed Luo slowly.

After entering the house, Mo Qiu was finally attracted by the things in the house. He constantly looked around and looked like a bear child. On the contrary, Qing Jun had been sitting on the stool honestly and did not move.

Luo gradually cleared up: "You wait for a while, my master already knows that I am back, I have to go see it."

Mo Qiu snorted and said, "Why are you coming back, your master still can't come out to see you? How can there be such a master?"

Luo gradually cleared his face immediately: "Do not talk nonsense!" said, giving Moqi a look.

Mo Qiu naturally understands the meaning of Luo gradually clearing, this is to remind himself that their words, if you want to know, you can hear, let yourself be cautious. However, Mo Qiu still did not care, pulling Luo gradually cleared him.

After the two men pulled for a long time, they listened to Qingjun and said, "It's a bit cold."

Luo gradually cleared and Moqiu Qiqi, and then felt a bit, and nodded in the same direction: "Is it a bit cold?"

In the next room, the mysterious spirit of ice sculpture has already been frozen: "..."

After the ink fell into the house, Luo gradually cleared the bamboo house. This time, he did not force the black spirit to go out. He made a ritual at the door and briefly said his own experience. Then he whispered: "Master, there are some private things to tell you. Please lay down an enchantment."

The repair of Mo Qiu is gradually higher than that of Biluo. So close, it is easy for Mo Qiu to eavesdrop.

This time, I didn’t let Luo gradually clear and wait for a long time. I only heard a cold voice whispering low: “The teacher has already laid down.”

Luo gradually sneaked a sigh of relief, he subconsciously thought that "I have been laid out early? Is it laid out when I first started talking?" and then said: "Master, the child brought back this time, you have seen ?"

Xuan Lingzi: "..."

Luo gradually consciously touched his arm and suddenly felt as if it was a little colder.

After a long time, Xuan Lingzi replied eccentrically: "For the teacher... I saw it."

Luo gradually cleared: "..." Why is it still a bit unhappy?

The brows of the brows rose slightly, and Luo gradually became puzzling and said: "Master, this time the disciple brought him to Yufeng Peak, he is going to bring him to you."

Xuan Lingzi: "...I don't see him."

Luo gradually cleared his eyes with surprise: "Master?"

The voice of Xuan Lingzi suddenly became cold: "I will never see him for the teacher!"

Luo gradually cleared: "...but Master, he should be the only one of the world's nine medicinal herbs. You used to split the gods for me, repeatedly risked, and suffered so serious injuries, he can heal you. If you I didn't see him, then I spent a lot of hardships, and after life and death, I was almost killed before I brought him back. What is the use?" In the end, even Luo gradually became angry.

Why? He was so hard to bring the medicinal herbs back, just to heal the black spirit. He walked twice in the death line twice, and when he was seriously hurt, he felt that he was not as good as he died. He always thought that he must bring back the medicine to this person, and he repeatedly came back.

Now, Xuan Lingzi does not give him the opportunity to say anything, and suddenly tells him that "I will never see the drug."

Why?

Thinking of this, Luo gradually cleared up a bitter bitterness in his heart. He did not care whether Mo Qiu and Qing Jun had peeked. He pinched his fingers tightly and could not wait for the sword to open the door. And he naturally didn't know that Xuan Lingzi was shocked to hear him in the house.

Jiu Pin Dan medicine?

Isn't that a clear child, is it a remedy?

It’s not been long before the joy, Xuan Lingzi heard the phrase “have passed through life and death, almost killed”, he doubled his eyes, his heart tightened, and suddenly the sleeves opened the door. At this moment, Luo gradually pulled out the frost floating sword, and immediately sighed on his mind, ready to break into the door, and he was taken into the arms by the Xuan Lingzi and pulled into the house.

boom!

The door of the bamboo house was closed.

The sneak sneak peek at the crack in the door, Mo Qiu roared: "What! This is for the mentor and the disciples, even if they are blocked by sound insulation, why should they enter the house? What is it going into the house? What can't you say outside?"

Qingjun replied to himself with a small hand, and replied coldly: "They don't talk in the house, do you still let you peek?"

Mo Qiu heard the words.

On the other side, Luo gradually never thought about it, so he can see this person again so soon.

He was suddenly pulled into a hot, wide chest, and the light lotus fragrance on the man immediately broke into his nose. Luo gradually cleared the ground and let the other person hold himself into the house, and then he was released by the other party. He heard the man eagerly asked: "Are you seriously injured? After life and death? Gradually clear, tell the teacher, this what's going on……"

Suddenly hugged by the disciples, Xuan Lingzi was in a state of rigidity and did not dare to move.

At this point, he discovered that he was too worried about it. He even opened the door and took it in.

Xuan Lingzi immediately pushed Luo away, and whoever expected Luo to gradually hold him, refused to let go. This Xuan Lingzi used the spiritual power to push Luo away, but when his finger just touched Luo’s gradually clearing his arm, he listened to Luo and gradually smiled and said: “No sound, you really like me."

Xuan Lingzi’s throat was slightly stunned, his fingers stopped and he could not speak.

Luo gradually raised his head, and all the pairs of eyes were full of smiles. He stared at the noble and noble sage, staring at the way he didn't dare to move, and suddenly remembered that when he was about to be killed by the gold tomorrow, the one that passed by in his mind was not killing. Death Li Xiuchen avenged himself, and did not question why Xuan Lingzi gave the sword to Li Xiuchen. But...

He has never really been with this person.

He knows the person's mind, and this person knows his heart.

But for the so-called secular rituals, for the incompetence of the world, this man has turned himself shut in the bamboo house and refused to see him. He seems to have embraced the plan that he will never see each other in this life.

Is the view of the outside world so important?

After gradually falling into the devil, Luo has been contaminated with a lot of temperament. He must get this person. He will never allow his life to be so ordinary. He has to make up for all the shortcomings. Even if he uses all means, he must pull the silent voice from the altar and let him and Fall together!

As soon as the scorpion turned, Luo gradually had an idea in his heart. Qing Jun’s peerless face gradually became darker, and Luo gradually lowered his head slightly. The voice said bitterly: “Yes, you don’t want to admit. I am your apprentice, so there is no sound, you will never accept me in this life. I don't care about this, but I care about your body. The medicinal herb is called Qingjun. He is a healing god. On that day, I tried my best to get him. It is to cure your yuan. God is seriously injured. No sound, anyway, see him... is it good?"

Xuan Lingzi looked down at his apprentice and was speechless.

Luo gradually cleared his waist and held him tightly. The chests of the two men clung to each other, and the distance was too close. It seemed as if they could feel the intense heartbeat of both sides. Xuan Lingzi's ear tip is not reddish, he wants to push Luo to gradually clear, but his hand is not controlled by himself, how can not lift it.

His disciples seem to have never been so sad.

The clearing eyes were red, as if to cry, but they did not let the tears stay. The voice of his speech was hoarse, but he still tried to prevent himself from being aware of it. When it comes to the end, everything has become a kind of pleading. Gradually, he begged him to see the medicinal medicine and begged himself to accept his kindness.

This kind of Luo gradually clears the mysterious spirit.

Time seems to be back in an instant, everything is back to forty-one years ago!

At that time, he counted the super-bone root of the millennium, and in shock, he split the Yuanshen and immediately went out to explore. On the water, he saw the little baby. Where the child passed, Luo Shui was all clear, and Thunder shot down on his body, but did not hurt him, as if it was a kind of protection, protecting him from being disturbed by other things.

This is the natural vision of the super-bone root. He was a cloud in the sky, and the lotus was open, and the child was thundering, and Luoshui gradually cleared. At that time, he carefully picked up the child, only to see the dark eyes see him, and then stopped crying.

The mysterious body was stiff, but the baby looked at him seriously and then laughed. He used his little hands to hold his hair, his hands and feet constantly dancing, but his eyes were always staring at himself, letting the mysterious spirits tremble.

At that moment, Xuan Lingzi understood that this was the only disciple of his life.

"My name is silent, the Taoist spirit, from now on, is your master. You make the gods thunder, and let Luoshui gradually clear, give the teacher a name for you, Luo gradually clear."

Time passed by. Before the child was four years old, he handed the child to Zuo Yunmo, the master of Taihua Mountain at that time. After four years, he took the child from the hands of Zuo Yunmo, and the child looked at him timidly, as if he no longer knew himself.

At that time, he suddenly felt a soft heart, softly said: "I am your master, gradually clear."

When he was young, he was not determined. When he practiced cultivation, he always practiced cultivation and suddenly fell down. He repeatedly fell on his lap.

Xuan Lingzi has been practicing for more than three hundred years, but he is a rare genius who has never seen a thousand years, but he has never taken care of children. Luo gradually lay on his lap and slumbered, and he didn't dare to move. He looked at the child.

Sometimes, it is a whole day.

In the evening, he will fall asleep.

Gradually clear is so small, the whole person is curled up in his arms, the warm body temperature is passed from the arms, so that the mysterious spirit can not help but soften the cold look, and also hold the child in his arms tightly. .

When he was gradually clearing his age, he felt that everything should change, so he built a bamboo house and let it go. That night, gradually cleared up and sneaked over, and was disappointed with the child, and angry that he did not follow the teacher's life, Xuan Lingzi actually felt a little happy.

So that night, he broke the case and held the child to sleep.

It is a pity that since then, gradually clear has never come.

When Luo gradually became fourteen years old, he could build the foundation at any time, but Xuan Lingzi ordered him to kill three years in Wanshiling.

It was the first time that Luo gradually cleared the door. When he came back, he had already become a handsome and beautiful jade. On that day, Xuan Lingzi stayed at the peak of Yufeng Peak early, but when he saw his own children, he still couldn't help himself.

Just like the sword is unsheathed, Guanghua is unparalleled!

Such good-looking eyebrows, such good-looking lips, such good-looking hair, such a nice-looking face, graceful and elegant, the sun and the moon can not compete...

He saw the child stepping forward and saluting him, seriously: "Master."

At this moment, Xuan Lingzi only felt that his heart was suddenly shaken, and he couldn't believe the unfamiliar and familiar people. He remembers that this child likes to roll in his arms when he was a child. He remembers that the child likes to eat but does not like meat. He remembers that after the child was reprimanded, he would practice all night long. He even remembered that he was seventeen years ago. Going back to the scene of this child on the banks of the Luoshui River... everything is vivid!

However, his heart is shaking.

It is impossible to know when it started. Xuan Lingzi has never been so close to a person. He has been sleeping with this person for six years. He put all his efforts on this person and taught them with painstaking efforts. This person has been his whole mind for 17 years, and then he found that he fell in love with this person.

And this person is his apprentice.

After a long time without getting the echo of Master, Luo gradually raised his head and looked at Xuan Lingzi.

The clear and clean eyes of the disciples made Xuan Lingzi feel ashamed, and he was so dirty that he was swearing at his apprentice. He was actually fantasizing his apprentice!

Since then, Xuan Lingzi has actively alienated Luo gradually, and in addition to the necessary teaching, there is rarely any concern in life. Except that time, Luo gradually cleared back from Wanshiling, and the fire of red copper fire ants. This kind of poison is not fatal, but it occurs once every seven days. When it is attacked, it is like a fire, and the pain is unbearable.

The red copper fire ant is a fifth-order monster, and its strength is low. Only this fire is very difficult, and there is no antidote.

At that time, even Yu Qingzi’s sage had no way but to suppress toxicity. So Xuan Lingzi retired for many days, read through the various books and ancient books, and finally found a seemingly feasible method. He and Luo gradually cleared the body of the red | naked into the Yuehuatan, the two palms of the palm of the hand, by the mysterious spirit of the whole body force into the Luo gradually clear the body, with Yuehuatan to lead the fire.

The original low-lying feelings have been well concealed by the mysterious spirits in the past few years, even he thought he had forgotten. However, the three days of Yuehuatan made Xuan Lingzi feel ashamed: In the face of the faded clothes, he could not restrain his growing feelings!

The feelings are like the vines growing constantly, entangled in the rules and rituals in his heart, tempting him, fans | chaos him.

He even had a desire for his apprentice!

When the last trace of fire was forced out, Luo gradually moved a bit, and suddenly met the **** of the mysterious spirit. In an instant, the feeling of crispy and numbness spread from the Yuanshen to the whole body. The mysterious spirit was difficult for himself. He took the apprentice into his arms and kissed him.

At that moment, Luo gradually cleared his stunned eyes and let Xuan Lingzi suddenly wake up from the sorrowful feelings.

He immediately waved his sleeves, took away the memory of Luo gradually clearing, and then took the fainted out.

Since then, his contact with Luo gradually has become less and less. Xuan Lingzi gradually did not understand what the apprentice was thinking, and the relationship between the two was no longer as close as before. However, nowadays, his disciple hugged him and shouted out the innocence of his invisible man, forcing him to evade.

However, they are masters and apprentices. This kind of feeling is a virtue, a disorder, a lun, is...

Xuan Lingzi smashed his eyes and saw a scene of blood.

Cold and ruthless swords, screaming cliff tops, countless cold-eyed monks, a person who has been bathed but has no breathing. The whole world is blood red, and the wind blows into sticky blood, nose. They are stinking **** smells. The man lay down on the top of the cliff. The person’s Tsing Yi is full of blood. The man can’t open his eyes anymore. The man’s chest passes through a sword that makes him familiar with the bones!

Xuan Lingzi couldn't help but tremble, let Luo holding his Luo gradually stunned, and immediately let go of Xuan Lingzi, and asked him with concern. However, Xuan Lingzi just kept shaking, his eyes gradually filled with bloodshot eyes, his face pale, almost mad.

The horrible spiritual power smashed in the bamboo house, but even if it lost its rationality, it still did not hurt Luo gradually cleared.

Luo gradually cleared and said: "Master! Master, what's wrong with you, look at me. Is it a wound on the gods? I immediately let Qingjun come over, I will not force you again in the future, I will not threaten you anymore." Master, you are..."

The hot, hot kiss suddenly fell, sealing the lips of Luo gradually clear. Luo gradually cleared his eyes in disbelief, but his waist was tightly locked by a pair of steel-like arms, as if he were so secure that he could not escape.

Xuan Lingzi’s tongue dexterously opened the loose teeth and slid into his mouth. The tongue madly licked every inch of the skin in the mouth, and the teeth gently bite the full lips, letting Luo gradually whisper softly.

The feeling of numbness was transmitted from the place where the two lips touched. In the end, Luo gradually couldn't help but hold the waist of Xuan Lingzi, closed his eyes and enthusiastically responded to this sudden kiss.

They have forgotten where they are. They have forgotten what year and month they are now. They have forgotten what they are, and they have forgotten all the rules and regulations against them!

Luo gradually cleared his eyes and was dizzy. He only felt that he was going to breathe, but Xuan Lingzi did not let him go and still kissed. The sucking sound between the lips and tongue is beautiful, and a transparent silver wire slips from the gradually clearing lips, making people blush.

After the kiss finally came to an end, Luo gradually cleared his lips and became red and swollen, breathing low and breathing. He had not raised his head, and he felt a drop of cold tears falling on his cheek. Luo gradually cleared his body and slowly looked up.

Xuan Lingzi hangs his throat and looks at him silently. The cold face has been filled with an indescribable grief, as if the pain has reached the extreme, and it seems to be swallowed up by infinite despair, only to listen to the mysterious son dumb, and the voice whispered very lowly: "Get clear, don't Die, don't die... you are dead, what can you do as a teacher..."

His voice gradually disappeared and could not be heard: "Master, what are you talking about?"

The next moment, Xuan Lingzi's eyes closed, and the whole person fell backwards.

Luo gradually cleared down in panic.

I saw the face of Xuan Lingzi suddenly white and white, face like gold paper, lip color is pale and bloodless. Luo gradually cleared up to use the spiritual power to detect the situation in the body of Xuan Lingzi, but his spiritual power has not yet touched, and he was shot by the violent force of the mysterious body.

Xuan Lingzi suddenly spit a blood.

Luo gradually looked at the scene with horror, and no matter what the situation was now, he turned and ran out of the bamboo house, grabbed the Qingjun who was drinking tea, and brought it to the room of Xuan Lingzi.

Mo Qiu was originally going to play Luo to gradually clear a decoration in the house, see him, he also quickly followed. Seeing the mysterious and sacred spirit lying on the bamboo couch, Mo Qiu’s eyes shrank and subconsciously condensed the magic, and wanted to attack the past. But just for a moment, he saw that Luo gradually cleared Qingjun to the front of the Xuan Lingzi, nervously trembling to Qingjun.

Mo Qiu’s gaze suddenly froze when he saw Luo’s red lips.

After a long time, Qing Jun said: "The soul of the mysterious person of the mysterious spirit is really serious, but I am only a remedy, not Dan Xiu. I don't understand what happened to him. My realm is far less than him. I am afraid I have to Finding a monk above the Mahayana period can detect the specific cause."

Luo gradually cleared up immediately: "I went to Yuqingzi Shibo! Although she was only in the late stage of the robbery, she was one of the most powerful alchemy masters in the world!"

However, Luo gradually cleared the door and was stopped by Mo Qiu.

Mo Qiu's face was cold and his face looked complicated and he looked at the anxious Luo gradually. He said: "I can know what happened to him."

When Mo Qiu stepped forward, after a while, he took back his own spiritual power and said: "The mood swing is too great, and the Yuanshen was seriously injured. This time, it was disturbed by the evil spirits, and the wound on the Yuanshen was more serious. No need to find someone else, this little boy can cure him."

Wen Yan, Luo gradually asked: "Are you sure?"

Qingjun said with a faint voice: "I believe him. Since I know the reason, then everything will be easier. You should go out first, I will run Danli and heal his god. The time may be a little long, the shortest three days, Up to seven days."

Luo gradually cleared his head and took Mo Qiu and left. When he went outside, he left Mo Qiu aside and stood in front of the bamboo house anxiously.

As time passed, the shouts of the younger sister came from the mountain.

Ink autumn looked at Luo gradually, and Luo gradually cleared the door of the bamboo house.

Mo Qiudao: "Your sister is calling you underneath, you are not saying, you have to go down and explain to her, then go to find the head to tell the truth? This little boy needs at least three days, you It’s not a big deal to leave first.”

Luo gradually blurted out: "When he is hurt, it is not too late!"

Mo Qiu frowned, silent.

Also saw Luo gradually clear for a while, the ink of the autumn looks cold and squatting, a red dress seems to be condensed into blood. He went straight back to the bamboo house, fell the door, and made a loud noise, seeming to express his dissatisfaction and anger.

Three days later, Qingjun came out of the bamboo house and his face was pale. When he saw Luo gradually, he said: "It’s okay, your master woke up." The next second, this beautiful child turned into a blue remedy, flying into Luo gradually cleared his palm.

Luo gradually clears the income of the drug, and immediately steps forward and intends to open the door. But when his hand touched the gate, he was suddenly opened by the enchantment on the door. Luo gradually cleared the door and looked at it. For a long time, he shouted with a dumb voice: "No sound!"

No one answered in the house.

Luo gradually cleared his teeth and stood up again. He said, "No sound, what do you want to do! You kissed me actively three days ago, and you took the initiative to hold me in your arms. Since you have already done this, why now? I will shut me out again!"

Still no sound.

The anger and worries rushed in the heart of Luo gradually clearing. In the end, he even admitted to losing. He whispered: "Forget it, you still don't want to come out, I don't force you. But Master, you are very concerned about you." Body, is your body still okay, has it been fully recovered, is it still needed..."

"Get clear," the hoarse and weak voice made Luo gradually clear his body. "Give me a little more time."

This time, I did not claim to be a teacher again.

Under the scorching sun, a blue figure stood for a long time. The bamboo forest was moving, and the clouds were gone. The fears of the past few days made Luo gradually clear his face. He looked at the closed door. For a long time, he smiled softly and said: "Okay, The disciples will retire first."

Luo gradually escaped and left like this, but did not return to his bamboo house.

He stood in the simple stone pavilion and watched it for a long time in silence. Then he suddenly took out the frost from his eyebrows and began to practice the sword!

Where the sword is swept, the sword marks are broken. The tough bamboo is like a cut wheat under the sharp sword light, falling down piece by piece. The blue figure is constantly flying in the bamboo forest. In the bamboo house not far away is a silence, while in the bamboo house on the other side, the red magic dress looks cold and stands in front of the window, watching Luo gradually clear the sword.

"Xuan Lingzi, mysterious son, you have fallen in love with your own apprentice. If you let the people of the world know, who will respect you as the mysterious spirit? In the four repairs of the Taoist devil, you are a scum. As long as the world knows this news, then..."

The voice of Mo Qiu came to an abrupt end, and his gaze was tightly condensed on the Tsing Yi monk of the sword. After watching it for a long time, he slowly moved away.

"Forget it, since it is a life and death friend... then for you, I will not spread the news out."

Surprisingly, these words of Mo Qiu were not heard by the mysterious spirits only a few meters away.

At this time, Taihua Mountain is a rumor that is full of rumors. When someone starts to spread "Masters brought three women back this time, it is said that each is beautiful as a fairy", the singer of the Xing Xingzi finally can not sit still, his old man personally Came to the Yufeng Peak.

In this regard, Luo gradually silenced for a moment, said: "The head of the division, these are all misunderstandings. The red monk is my good friend, and I have experienced life and death, you also see it, he is a man. He Fan was very interested in my ancestral gate in Taihua Mountain, so I came with me. As for the child's appearance..." After a pause, Luo gradually cleared: "He is also my friend."

The nine medicinal herbs in the Naduan finally settled down, no longer anxious: Luo gradually cleared him.

The singer of the Xing Xing touched the beard and glanced at the face of Mo Qiu, and said: "It is clear that you have a familiar look at this friend." Mo Qiu snorted, and the singer did not care. Again: "After three days, it is my ancestral gate of Taihua Mountain. This time, Yunmo has already received guests from other sects and families. However, you should be careful this time."

Luo gradually clears the difference: "Why?"

The star sighed and sighed, saying: "Five years ago, you became famous in the Valley of the Flames. The world said that you are a hundred times stronger than the big disciple of the broken soul. That is more than 60 this year. Years old, more than twenty years of practice, but he is just like you in the early days of Yuan Ying."

Luo gradually cleared up and gradually became serious.

I only listened to the singer of the Xing Xingzi and said: "This time, the Susu will come to watch the battle. And in the Baijia, Yunjia, etc., who fought with you in the Valley of the Flames, they will also send the top forces of the younger generation to watch the battle. This time The rumors of the four masters of Zongmen have arrived, and the eight great families are not to be outdone. They are not good at them."

Luo gradually clears the dagger: "The disciple understands."

Xing Xingzi looked at Luo gradually and satisfactorily, laughing: "Taihua Mountain is just when the green and yellow are not connected, gradually clear, you have to bear the burden!"

The sun and the moon alternate, and the three days passed quickly. The seven-year-old Zongmen Dabi of Taihua Mountain officially arrived!