Sitting in silence for three days and three nights, rain or shine, finally turned the first volume page by page, but did not see the list of Yuhonglian.

"How could it not!"

"Even Zhou Luer is in the list of awards. With Honglian's qualifications, how can there be no list!"

"Or is she not participating in this fight at all?"

The bloodshot eyes were intertwined in the silent eyes, and there was a gloomy air between the eyebrows. The sword-like eyebrows seemed to be condensed with a thin layer of frost, and they were slightly white. The folds of the robe were full of night dew, and the whole body was jade-like crystal.

The second volume is the list of punishments, he has no intention to look through it.

The dark clouds in the sky receded, the breeze was bright and the moon was bright, the vegetation was radiant, silently looking at the densely packed names on the booklet, I only felt like mouths, mocking him wantonly.

"You don't even care about your own woman's life or death. Silence, you are a man?"

"It's been three years, maybe she's been flying with a better man than you!"

Silent eyes were bloody, suddenly shouted:

"No! Never!"

"What's impossible?"

"Silence, don't be too self-righteous! Don't think that the rabbit on the third mountain likes you, the Xuan Lian of Xuanwu Mountain has a relationship with you, the grandson empire, Sun Qianqiangao, takes a look at you...you think that all women in the world They will all be around you! Ask yourself, why do they have a good impression of you? Not because they think you are much stronger than your peers!"

"Any woman, in her bones, will pursue the strong and long for preference!"

"There is a gathering of elites in Wutianjiao, there are countless talents and talents. You are silent outside and you are a dragon, and you are just a middle-aged person when you go in. You can't be regarded as a first-class arrogance! And Yuhonglian is extremely beautiful and unparalleled. The eyebrows and eyes are all fascinating, and they have the excellent physique of lucky fellow practitioners. I don't know how many heroes and talents covet it!"

"In the past three years, if you don’t care about her, Yu Honglian is inevitably lonely in her heart. After entering the place where strong men like Wutianjiao gather, it might be possible to find Qi Daoyi. Even Xiao Yi, who is second in the original biography, is better than you. Silence is a thousand times stronger..."

"Nonsense! It's just nonsense! Guren is not that kind of person!"

Silence stood up suddenly, furiously, grabbed the booklet, angrily tore it into two.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

He tore all the first volume to pieces, and lifted it fiercely, like snowflakes flying, falling silver on the ground.

After venting his anger, he was silent and gasped, and his chest rose and fell violently. He had never been so frustrated before, and even he himself did not know what was wrong with him!

"It seems that I must go to Wutianjiao myself."

Silence knows that with the nature of Yuhonglian, she will never do those unbearable things when she enters Wutianjiao. However, since the destruction of the ancient small world, a pair of mandarin ducks have been born in the sky and the sea has not been seen for three years. I don't know how many variables there are.

In any case, Silence has to go to Wutianjiao.

There is his own companion Yu Honglian, and his own old enemy Qi Daoyi!

When I was approaching my son, the sky was dark, the clouds were thin and the moon was thick, the night breeze was blowing, cold and dignified, the silence could not help but my heart surged, recalling the jade red lotus with a frown, a frown and a sad eye. The wind, full of lovesickness, just chanted a few soft and sad words:

"Yu Chan is easy to see in a foreign country, and a beautiful woman is rare this night.

Yesterday, the frost knife smashed the sky, and the angry sword could not break the Qingsi dream.

Thousands of miles and thousands of mountains are lying, holding the river breeze into his arms.

Born to be proud of Qifeng, how dare Shen Lang forget the lotus. "

"Sick? It was flooding, thunder and rain in the middle of the night, so let people not rest?"

Just after he chanted, he heard a cold female voice from his body, she was a saint of blood python.

I heard the silence for a moment, and immediately realized that my mood would affect the weather changes in the small world in my body.

Seeing a small pretty figure climbed onto Silent’s shoulders and kicked the silent face, but because she was so small, like a butterfly, this foot didn’t hurt silence. itch.

Silence only used her thumb and index finger to lift up the saint of blood python, like petals, the saint of blood python kicked the air hard, her face was full of sullenness, and she shouted:

"Let go of me! Silence, you bastard!"

The saint of blood python is different from Long Ying. Although Long Ying always follows silence, she is completely different from Shen Mo.

And the saint of blood python, in the final analysis, is just a ray of thoughts left by the female emperor blood python's body. She can only live in Shen Mo, like a roundworm in the belly of silence. She is already very familiar with everything in silence. Calling his name and yelling at him was unfamiliar.

Silence put her on the palm of her palm, seeing that she was already drenched in a cheongsam, her body was full of curves, and her long, slightly reddish hair was also wet and glued into a ball, embarrassed, her silent eyes softened, and she said softly:

"Sorry, I'm not in a good mood..."

"I'm not blind, I saw it a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be a lover!"

The saint of blood python twisted the rainwater in her hair, and saw that her silence was a little depressed, and her tone eased slightly.

It's not how much she cares about silence, but if silence keeps falling like this, her life will not be better:

"You want to go to Wutianjiao to find her, but you don't want to face Lei Kong and those old people in your current face, right?"

"Not bad!"

The saint of blood python was able to detect her own thoughts. It is not surprising that she was silent about this, instead she asked:

"Listen to your tone, do you already have a good idea?"

A pair of jade arms hugged her chest, the saint of blood python lowered her head and let her hair curl, hiding her eyebrows. She paced back and forth along the silent palmprints, then pinched her chin in her right hand and turned around. Finally, as if making up his mind, she looked up and frowned at her silence:

"I have a solution! But you may not be willing to practice!"

The saint of blood python beckoned in silence, silent and knowing, attached to her body, the saint of blood python pulled the silent ear, and said diligently:

"You do this first...then...that..."

After listening in silence, frowning as if hard to open, and fell into a wave of thought.

"Absolutely not!"

Long Ying didn't know when to poke out a huge true dragon head, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at the saint of blood python coldly:

"Wonder! Nonsense! Bewitching!"

A cold shout full of domineering aura, crushed with the supreme power of the Primordial True Dragon, the saint of blood python was immediately shocked and almost flew out, she clung to the silent finger, and was not caught by the dragon. The powerful breath of the shadow fell.

"You old fellow! Aren't you also a demon? Why do you say that I am a demon?"

The blood python saint didn't care about Long Ying's supreme status, and pointed to his nose to curse.

"presumptuous!!"

Long Ying was immediately furious, and the Pang Ran dragon's body trembled awkwardly, and the charm of the dragon pattern was vigorous.

"Silence, help! This old thing is going to bully me!"

The saint of blood python raised her silent **** and pointed towards Long Ying, demonstrating provocation.

"you!"

Seeing this, Long Ying Lung was almost exploded with air.

"To shut up!"

The silent complexion condensed, and the voice was crisp but majestic.

The saint of blood python didn't dare to make any more trouble, and she uttered two words in her silence, which was more deterrent than Long Ying's cold drink.

The words in Long Ying's mouth also choked for a while, it was hard to say anything, her eyes condensed, and she only said to the silence:

"You need to think twice before doing everything. Make your own decision."

"Well. No matter what, go to Wutianjiao first!"

Silence can start, sometimes in the woods, sometimes on the clouds, sometimes rushing to the mountains and valleys, sometimes crossing the rivers and seas, the stars and moon shadows are reflected on the body, and they are chasing thousands of miles away.

As the words say, this night, the silent star and the moon traveled together, crossing thousands of rivers and mountains, and hurried to Wutianjiao.

He walked from the silver moon to the top of the dark cloud cover, from the top of the dark cloud cover to the dawn of the golden crow, and from the dawn of the golden crow to the setting sun like blood, day and night alternated with hot and cold.

A few days later, Silence finally stood in front of a cliff, with only a chain sky bridge in front of him, spanning the canyon to the opposite mountain peak.

Silent exhausted his eyes, looked at each other, and saw three ancient words that smashed the heavens and made magical work on a huge Zunpu boulder on the opposite mountain peak:

Pick up Tianfeng!