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Heaven's chest was undulating, and the low-pitched gasps made everyone's scalp numb.

He stared at Lin Lang.

A beautiful female cultivator who is dying and unable to struggle, a group of self-cultivators who are staring at each other with cruelty, and the two sides with great strength meet, what can happen?

The slightly better result is death.

If you think badly ...

He closed his eyes, and his beautiful face was covered with a thousand years of ice.

When he opened his eyes again, his indifferent pupils were stained with Yin.

"……who is it?"

His Holiness was swept away by his cold eyes, and his knees were not as soft as words. Some people had a weak heart, and they knelt down with a puff, cold sweat.

Who dares to face the anger of the father of all beings?

Lin Lang sneered, "What's the use of angering others now? If it weren't for Master Tiandao's preference, how could I fall to that end? Other people want thousands of knives, then how should you be punished as a culprit? Oh, no, Heaven Dao How can an adult be wrong? It ’s my fault, it ’s all mine, and it should n’t be wrong. For your own way, it provokes your little lover. I should break my own way of thinking, what else to eliminate Demon? It ’s okay to wait for death, at least you can get some peace of mind! "

"As you wished, I died miserably, but I was not reconciled. They all said that they complained very much about ghosts. After I died, I still have a little clear, some things that are not visible to the naked eye, I saw it. Later I I found out that you are not a Jianmen abandoned baby at all. Instead, you came to the world to take a trip for the sake of stolen love! Also, is there any abandoned baby who can be born with a double pupil and a born sword bone? "

"Fate disturbs me, what can I do as a ant? I can't resist, but I die!"

The more she said, the more angry she became, and the more she complained, and she was spitting out blood in a hurry, coughing all her internal organs all over the river.

"How can I!"

Lin Lang was exhausted, a dizzy, and fell backwards.

The little prince is dumbfounded and hasn't responded yet.

"Lin, Linlang!"

Heavenly Dao completely panicked. He used to be unable to hold the sword, but now he does n’t even need the sword.

With a ding, the sword fell to the ground.

He flew in front of Lin Lang, a hand firmly around Lin Lang's back, kneeling on his knees, bending his spine, fingers falling on her eyebrows.

In an instant, the light was clear.

"You won't be okay, I won't make you okay ..." he murmured.

A warm force swam through Lin Lang's limbs and bones, and she regained strength and opened her eyelids.

"... You get out! Don't touch me!"

Her eyes were extremely bitter, and she seemed to cut open his heart and soul so that he could not survive or death.

"Lin Lang ..."

His eyes were red, and his pleading seemed to scream, "Spirit."

Heaven is cold and abstinent, and it is sullen. Of course, he will not be called a sweetheart or a baby. He is ashamed to express it. Lin Lang was still taking advantage of the two, while his ears were soft, and forced him to call a few times.

As for the public, that is even more impossible.

So when everyone heard this thing, their eyes were so good that they didn't hit the ground.

"Who is your sweetheart?" Lin Lang pushed him relentlessly.

"Different chess pieces, can't bear the words of Master Dao's heart and liver. I am afraid that I live too long and become your heart's carrion, always thinking about **** it!"

"No, I, I haven't thought about it." Heavenly Taoism is incoherent, "You believe me, I really haven't ..."

"I do not believe."

"Just as I do n’t believe in your justice, I do n’t believe in your affections, unless ..."

"Unless what?" He asked anxiously.

"I'm not you, there is no bone regeneration, unless you break the seventy-two sword bones on your body and compensate me for the pain of the day." Lin Lang said quietly, "Since then, these hands can no longer hold the sword, Can't hurt anymore. "

The pain of love and love in the world is nothing more than thorns, which hurts its body and hurts its bones until it is bruised and dying.

According to Lin Lang, the hostess was too "benevolent" towards the Tiandao Committee, and her love for Tiandao was "unavailable", not even "beginning".

After all, Tiandao also has his own loneliness and restraint, and he disdains courtship.

After Heaven's Dao epiphany, standing on the ground, this strand of love was naturally broken by him.

No more traces.

To him, the love in the world seemed to be Huang Liang.

They came clean and walked clean, like heavy snow, without any worries.

"The rule of the world is to pay off debt by debt and life by life. It will be written off from now on. How can you accept it?"

Yu Wuxue was startled.

He lowered his head and looked subconsciously at his hand.

There are thin cocoons on his fingers, which are the traces of his sword training year after year, which is his persistence and his half-life belief.

The master said that this is a pair of hands best suited for holding swords, generous without losing strength.

When he was born for the first time, he had no ties with his parents. He was wrapped in shabby sackcloth and discarded in the ice and snow. In the snow, he was picked up by the master and brought back to Jianmen. Brothers are very kind to him. He has always known that pitying children who are lonely and helpless, they often accompany them and take care of them carefully. Each one is a mother and a father, but there is no complaint.

Brothers always like to tease this little brother who doesn't like to laugh. He touches his head from time to time, and almost doesn't make people bald.

Fortunately, the master does not have this hobby.

At that time, the little guy was particularly fortunate, secretly relieved in his heart.

When the master gave him the sword for the first time, the child was only three years old, and the hair on his forehead was lying softly.

He stared at the sword curiously, unaware that fate was coming.

After giving the sword, the master told him to swear to the world that from now on, he will never give up the sword unless he is dead.

The child obediently agreed.

He waved his first sword with the master, and he felt infinite joy in his heart. He could feel faintly that the sword was also happy.

Like broken pieces, they will be restored in many years.

Really happy.

Finally found you.

You won't be alone anymore.

After this day, the child was "getting into trouble".

Hold the sword for dinner and sleep. He will secretly find an unmanned corner, insert the sword neatly in front of him, and then the child will cross-legged and straighten his body properly. It seems to be meditating, but he is grunting and complaining, and the little mouth is babbling for a while, complaining that the master is losing his temper today, and the brother wants to bald his brain today The younger brother stole the little bun he hid under the bed today.

One by one is so bad!

Swords are still good.

At that time, the elder brother still laughed at him. The little guy's height was not as high as the sword. He had to run around the behemoth. Don't think about it, the sword is full of thirty-three kilograms. Human swordsmen admire it and walk like rivers and lakes. This is still a long sword, and squeeze his true weight to the lightest state. Otherwise, let alone holding the sword, children can directly ascend to the sky with a slip of the sole.

So Jianmen often staged such a scene, a little Douding dragged the sword running happily, like a small tail behind the buttocks. The brothers smirked and did not persuade others, so they looked at them with their chests. Some of them are spoiled, such as the deputy head of the later, secretly stealthy to go onlookers, incidentally creating a "little trouble".

The brothers and sisters did not know that this sword was not an ordinary sword for beginners. It was born from the chaos of the wild, and passed down through the ages.

Thirty-three times away from the hate sky, once broke the Liuhe Palace!

This sword is named Tianque.

For a long time, the brothers thought the little brother's sword was too pitiful.

Haw, there is a quagmire.

With a puff, the puddle fell.

There was a bang ... Brothers turned their heads and looked, and it was over, the master's hard-pickled sauerkraut jar was arched by the sword ... Oh, it was smashed.

Fortunately, they didn't know the origin of the sword, and they chuckled.

The little teacher shouted, "Brother, will the teacher and the master drive me away?"

Brothers on the spot flooded with fatherly love, grabbing the pot, "No, no, little brother, brother's sword has no eyes, you are passing by!"

So Jianmen often staged another scene, too elder Yujian Qianli, sleeplessly chasing down six lovers.

"Well, you are a little bunny, even if you are not filial. How dare you sauerkraut! How sauerkraut and sauerkraut's vegetable field! How can you do that? You can't go to heaven! Face running! "

The disciples also heard the angry roars of the elder Taishang, and the uncles who could see the squirrel and sneaking every few days.

Alas, Master, why is this so hard, although we are poor, we must have the strength to hold our mouths!

How can a cultivator be greedy for appetite!

The disciples thought in this way, and turned around to pack up a pile of private goods for Uncle Xiaoqi, who looked up at the sky. Unlike the "notorious" masters and uncles, the uncle of the Seventh Division is pure and clean, never troubles, and the clever look of the sword is so lovable! Um, what is delicious and fun, we must honor the uncle Xiaoqi!

When Uncle Xiaoqi became ten years old and had the power to hold the sword, the chicken flying at Jianmen finally stopped for a while.

As expected by the masters and brothers, the younger brothers are extremely talented. They can shape the immortal body within a hundred years, and one sword will shock the eight wastelands.

He was born because of the sword, but Lin Lang, but wanted him to abandon the sword?

Yu Wuxue turned his head stiffly, looking at the sword not far away.

Tian Quejian has been with him for nearly a hundred years.

It is an old sword to him, and even an old man.

Heavenly Dao reveals a rare blank expression.

Is he really going to give it up?

Give up everything about him, just to beg a woman's face?

Tian Quejian groaned lowly.

Master does not.

She will ruin you.

"Spirit ..." He was nervous and seized Lin Lang's wrist, trying to say something to her.

Lin Lang waved away again.

"Since you don't want to, you don't have to be pretentious." She looked calm. "The concubine has self-knowledge, and the old love, why should he take his own humiliation? In this matter, the concubine body will take Langya away, good or bad, yes Life or death, and everything else after that, no longer has the same relationship with Heavenly Masters. "

Yu Wuxue fell like an ice cellar.

She did what she said.

The big palm squeezed the wrist bone suddenly tightened, and a blood stain was drawn.

"I don't allow you to do this."

Who is destined to defy?

His eyes faintly glowed with scarlet light, and his tone was sharp.

Holy Venerable Shyly retreated.

"You are the master of all beings, of course." Lin Lang chuckled, "Lang Ya is nine years old this year, and he will be an adult in eleven years, and his concubine will never be remembered."

The implication is that she can't hide, can't she still die?

"Naturally, the concubine knows that you can see everything in the sky, but you can enter the Huangquan mansion, and you can be detained. But what does that mean? The spirits and spirits are all destroyed, and the concubine only has a body, fresh Life is also a puppet. If you want it, you need it. Simply this rich body can still be enjoyed by Heavenly Dao adults for a while. "

The clothes rubbed, and there was a sound of learning.

Lin Lang was held into the chest by the man.

"I don't allow ... you belittle yourself."

He wrapped her arms around her shoulders, and clasped the back of her head tightly.

A very protective gesture.

He said again, "... OK."

The tone is hoarse.

"I ... promise you. I promise you. I give you seventy-two sword bones, and you have thirty-three heavenly eternal swords, you want, I give you back. Well, this time, you can't go ... "

Bloody smells filled the surroundings.

Tiandao snorted.

Under the wide cloud sleeves, a line of blood slowly appeared on his wrist, becoming clearer and more frightening.

"Tick--"

Drops of blood from fingertips.

Tian Quejian trembles violently, and the sound of broken jade sounds one after another.

The first rule came.

Myth collapses.

Legend annihilated.

Lin Lang could feel that the man began to become weak, his forehead oozing with cold sweat, and a white suit also fell into the blood pool, giving birth to a large, burning red lotus.

Dense bloodline runes surfaced, spread, and occupied on his arms.

He was not stable on his knees.

The back is still as straight as loose.

In the vague sight, it seemed to see her sigh for a moment, stretched out his hand, and hugged his waist.

The soft **** are filled with seemingly indistinct fragrance, which teaches people to fall into Shura's love network.

Tiandao leaned against Lin Lang, trying to listen to her steady voice.

As if it were like this, the pain of the whole body would be gone.

"Have you ever regretted?"

Lin Lang looked down at the pale face of the other party.

With her fingertips, she plucked the man's wet hair warmly, even though it was in a state of embarrassment, the beauty of the boneless image was still not damaged.

"cough……"

He swallowed the blood clot.

"Never."

His eyebrows are too beautiful, as if always covered with a layer of cloudiness, indifferent to the love of the world, no one has dared to offend his cold brows, and never thought of covering the sun, moon, stars and universe in his eyes.

This Jade Buddha in Yungong encountered a demon, and finally fell into the dust.

As a result, Tian Dao's usual indifference looked at the end of his eyes with a strong rouge.

It is the rouge of the world, the rouge of the daughter.

It was his poisonous rouge that was willing to be confined to the square.

He said, "Heart and soul, come back with me, and Yeer. I will give you, cough, in the thirty-three heavens, a nine-story long-story white jade palace is built. Well, the flowers are fragrant, you will like it. There, I will always be there for you and your mother. "

At this moment, her destiny is very important, and she gave her the thickest and most affectionate affection.

Gift to you, old with the sky.