The first and second chapters of the first chapter of the 21st chapter of the finale are forgotten in the rivers and lakes (below)

The blood of Zhang Sanmeng became a blood-red bead with a big fist. He dripped in the air and turned a sigh. The blood bead was sucked into the mouth by Zhang, and Zhang Sanmeng became a dry corpse and fell to the ground.

Then, Ya is looking at the people of the school.

"You dare!" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked. He didn't dare to sneer again. He explored his hand. Jiu Pin Liantai was sacrificed in the air. He pointed his hand, and the lotus platform sent out colorful Xiaguang, Zhang Xiaohu and others. Peacock and Chen Chen cover inside!

"Giggle~" Ya smiled and said: "Small Langjun, Mo fear, Zhang Xiaohu is your second brother, how can slaves hurt? Besides, their cultivation is far from enough, the blood can only sacrifice the magic Flags, such people on the rivers and lakes are so many, slaves have no reason to make you unhappy!"

Speaking, with a wave of sleeves, two red lights came out again, which was directed at Jing Yi Shi and Shu Qing Shi Tai.

"You stop!" Zhang Xiaohua was furious, and the little swords flew away again, turning into sixty-four swords, and directed straight to Ya!

"Hey, Xiao Langjun, you... can be really heart-wrenching! Actually, I want to start with a slave, I love you like a slave!" Ya smiled, and did not recover the red light, as if the sword light could not hurt her. .

Sure enough, sixty-four swords hit the body of Ya, the clothes that the magic flag formed into a slight shock, countless black gas is blocked in front of Jianguang...

"Small Langjun, you... know why the slaves have been patiently talking to you? Why have you been answering your questions all the time?" Ya smiled extremely brilliantly: "If so... you will start to slaves when you come up, slaves However, I have to be tired of coping with it. Well, let alone you. You see, the slaves have been working on the monks of Dalin Temple. Why are they not sensationalists? That is because the Dalin Temple monk is a pig. No matter how high they are in front of the slaves, they are not the opponents of the slaves; and the disciples of the moon and the heart, the slaves still have to consider, and can only wait for the first layer of the magic flag to be successfully restored before they can be shot!"

Then it was the pain of a face: "This magic flag... It is also difficult to sacrifice. There are so many blood under the mountain, and the blood of today’s masters of immortality has just been sacrificed to the first floor, and only the first On the first floor, slaves... I dare to straighten my waist and face you straight away! You know, the slaves are quite awkward in front of you!"

"You..." Zhang Xiaohua finally understood... the squeaking of the teeth.

"However, Xiaolang Jun, you are not afraid, the slaves are really true to you, and you are absolutely true to your loved ones. In the future, this is our two, your Beidou faction, let us build it first. Let's let Tianlong teach, pass on the fragrant religion and the sects of the sects. Let's be the Beidou faction... Hey, what do you think?" Ya and Zhang Xiaohua said this, and the other two red lighters have been seriously injured. Yi Shi is too annihilated, and their whole body's blood is also sucked by Ya!

Zhang Xiaohua looked, but I don't know how to be good!

At this moment, Ya suddenly changed his face, his brows were wrinkled, his eyes were closed, his body shape fell from the air, and when she stood firm, her eyes opened and her eyes were clear and painful.

Looking at Zhang Xiaohua, she spoke up: "Little flowers... I... I am a dream!"

"Dream..." Zhang Xiaohua hesitated and looked at the familiar eyes.

"Well, I... I have to go, Xiaohua, Ya’s consciousness is getting stronger and stronger, I... I am destined to be swallowed by her, and the more I want to be devoured by Ya, I... I know... also The more!!!! The dream cried and said: "I... I really love you!"

Zhang Xiaohua is very surprised: "I... know that you love me!"

"Little flowers, you... you don't understand!" The dream panicked.

Then, the eyes of the dream are slightly red, but the dream is a bite, and the red gradually recedes. The dream is urgent: "Small flowers, my time is not much, you heard that what Ya said is true. Yes, the words to you... are all false. The reason why she doesn’t kill you is that I want to keep you captive. When you are high, absorb your blood, and...she The magic flag is to sacrifice nine layers. She uses this magic flag not only to improve the cultivation, but also to use the magic flag to break open the space and return to the market. The magic flag is used for so many people. Blood and life, each layer of the magic flag is used, the essence of the blood is nine times the upper layer, small flowers, you have to calculate, this magic flag sacrifice success, how many people want blood! Is the entire rivers and lakes, It’s not enough to kill people all over the world!”

"呲" Zhang Xiaohua took a breath of cold, if so... the whole world must become hell!

"Fast, Xiaohua, Yuya is also blocked by me, you... you kill me!" The dream said, that is, I want to remove the magic flag, but... no matter how hard she uses, the magic flag does not move. The dream is almost crying, and Gao shouted: "Small flowers, use flying swords... use dreams! Let dreams... become a nightmare!"

Zhang Xiaohua is also tearful, dreaming... a few times can not be stretched forward...

"Dream, I... How can I be willing to sacrifice you? How can I kill you with my own hands? Is it impossible... There is no other way?" Zhang Xiaohua’s nephew must be hoarse.

Looking at the dream, Xiaojian was slow to come forward, dreaming of a bitter smile, shaking his head slightly and saying: "Little flowers... You... you are wrong, you... you are actually...not loving me!"

Zhang Xiaohua is also shaking his head: "Dream, what do you say stupid? How can I not love you?"

"This is true, it is not your heart that loves me, nor is my heart loving you, but... but the concentric mantra used by Ya... It’s a blame! You Yaqiang uses the concentric spell to bring us both The heart is stuck together!!!" The dream is bitter, the tears are brushed!

"Concentric mantra?" Zhang Xiaohua, I don't know how to answer.

"Small flowers... Do you think... We have only seen one side outside of Fuyang Town, can you remember for a lifetime? You can think about it every day and night, do you not think about tea?" The dream cried.

"How can I not, dreams, I have always been this to you, and ... sometimes think of you, my heart will be a pain, faint joy!" Zhang Xiaohua shook his head slightly.

In the eyes of the dream, a glimpse of the look, the mouth rejoices: "I... I am also!"

Then he shook his head and said, "But... but we are trapped by the confession of Confucius. This is all done by Ya!"

Look at Zhang Xiaohua still puzzled, dreams wiped the tears and said: "In fact, as early as ya... when I came here, I first created the Tianlong religion. In order to increase his own skill, Ya has created Dalin Temple. Combining the skills of the devil with some of the exercises he has obtained from Buddhism, he formed a Dalin Temple. On the surface, the Dalin Temple is a Buddhist practice. In the bottom is the magic teaching method, all the Dalin Temple monks practiced successfully, and finally the relics after the death have become the yin of Ya's growth!"

"Later, when Ya was robbed of an extremely rare thing with the unintentional, the moon and the heart, and was smashed by three people, he was seriously injured when he was hiding in the Dalin Temple. A kind of cherished heart, Xiaohua, you also know that the monks of Dalin Temple are quit, and the reason why they quit is because of this kind of mind, and this method is nothing but Ya’s plagiarism from the Buddha. Ya has realized this kind of unforgettable mind, combined with some secret method of the devil, Ya has found a way to live forever!"

"Longevity is not dead?" Zhang Xiaohua almost screamed.

"Yes, the real life is not dead." Dream of Zhang Xiaohua, said: "You have not seen me? How many years have you lived?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded blankly.

The dream sighed and went on to say: "This method of Ya... is to find a man. According to the heart, the concentric mantra is cast in the heart of Ya and the man, so Ya loves this man, falls in love, and gets married. This man is the second generation of the emperor except the ya. Then, Ya and the emperor gave birth to a daughter, the first generation of the saint, this saint is an independent, but because of the emperor Shi Tian has the reason of the concentric mantra. In the consciousness of the saint, there is a seed of conscious consciousness! When the saint is six years old, Ya is quietly died according to the secret law, and Ya is dead, her seed in the consciousness of the saint It began to germinate. At that time... the saint began to be confused. After waiting for a few months or years, the conscious consciousness grew up and swallowed the consciousness of the saint. This saint became ya, at this time It is not much different from ordinary people. Most of the time should be left in Tianlongjiao. Then, Ya will go to the Yuanyuan Tower of Dalin Temple, and will return to the relics in the Yuanta to swallow and increase their skill!"

"When the strength of Ya is successful, at a certain age... Ya will go to the rivers and lakes to find another man, once again cast a concentric mantra, let yourself be with other men... Love, fall in love... So this... ...the sacred woman of Tianlong...everything is ya..."

"Do you understand? Xiaohua, this is the biography of the Tianlongjiao. The child of the emperor and the saint must be a woman. First there is a saint, then there is a emperor, and there is a emperor. The king is also so!" Dreaming of Zhang Xiaohua's eyes is tears, crying: "And I... is the saint of this generation, that is, the reincarnation of the ya, the small flowers, you ... is this ya and present in the world The man selected on the rivers and lakes, you are destined to love and fall in love with Ya, and you are destined to be the emperor of this generation. Your daughter, the next generation of the saint, is also the next generation... Ya reincarnation This thing should have been done after the age of ya, but I don’t know why... I actually did it when I met you at the ferry..."

"Maybe... because you look very much like the real person named Xiao Hua, and Ya is extremely jealous of this Xiaohua real person, so... when you meet you at the ferry, you will feel that you are the first time. Her biggest threat, and put her most powerful concentric mantra on you!" Dreaming, it seems to recall: "This is the only reason you fall in love with me!"

Zhang Xiaohua listened to the earth color, confused in the eyes, did not know how to answer, he never imagined, his love for the dream of hard work, but ... is the means of human game, the method of the parents are not old!

"So... small flowers, I... I am not qualified to tell you love, our love... is really ridiculous!" The dream cried tears: "However, according to Ya’s memory, it seems... she gave it from you There are other ways to find in her ring... Maybe later... your daughter... no more such tragedies! But... absolutely not, ya... she wants to swallow you..."

Just said here, the dream of a blood red, then the face is cold, the tone has changed: "Hey, a small consciousness, still want to do what the wind and waves are not? These little things, this seat does not know how much to swallow !"

Then take a look at Zhang Xiaohua, cold and cold: "Since you have already known, this seat will not say more, although this seat has found a way to live without reincarnation, but there is no guarantee that this method is completely useful, Therefore, as a man who has planted a concentric mantra with this seat, you must stay with you in this life. Unless you have no choice, this seat will never give you up!"

Zhang Xiaohua has been so determined and stared at Ya Leng cold road: "Your method is the magic flag?"

"Oh, yes, it is the magic flag, a method of cultivating the blood of the spirit. If it succeeds, it is not the seat, it is you, this seat can guarantee you to live forever!"

Zhang Xiaohua shook his head slightly: "This is a long life... don't stop!"

"Ha ha ha, this is a long life... don't stop, big breath!" Ya madly said: "This seat has been lingering from tens of thousands of years ago, raising the Dalin Temple, stocking the magical powers, looking for the Virgin and the Emperor. Everything you do is not for longevity? How long have you lived? How can you know the beauty of longevity?"

"Hey, the ancients are good, and they die in the morning. If you can understand the true meaning of life, the two people really loved it. Even if they only lived for one day, it would be enough. If you don’t understand why you live, you don’t know what love, I only use love as a tool for my own sorrow, then...what is it for you to live for tens of thousands of years and live to live with the world?"

"Ha ha ha ha" Ya is laughing again: "You are a small human, but this is the role of this blood food, actually have to talk to this seat love? What is love? This seat never needs to know, never wants You know! You are just a despicable creature, your emotions are even more despicable! And... the love in your mouth is simply false, it does not exist at all, it is simply a kind of ... the practice, you... ...and actually taken it seriously? This seat looks at the little things that are tossed there, but it’s really obsessive, actually... don’t want to be swallowed by this seat!”

Subsequently, it was also referred to as Peacock and Zhang Xiaohu and other humanities: "This seat knows that the sacred heart of the sacred religion, the sect of the Yang dynasty, should have been able to cultivate and succeed, but it may be delayed by what so-called love, both Daoji suffered a big loss. One was looking forward to self-pity on the shores of Mochou Lake. One found him in Dalin Temple. Looking for me, this demon king, Shi Tian, ​​looking for the way to break the love, hahahaha, what is their final result? One is the seat. Repressed under the Emei Tower, Yongshi must not be super-born, one is to die on the peak, not six rounds of reincarnation!"

"But... they are after all... love!" Zhang Xiaohua listened to anger, and the gods were slightly moved. The number of swords rushed to Ya is the thorn, and the part is the head of the ya without the magic flag!

"Giggle, you are finally willing to start!" Ya smiled: "If you kill me, you will never see a dream!"

If the sword is like electricity, it is the face of the thorn in the ya, but... When the flying sword touches the face of the ya, the magic flag quietly extends upwards, and the entire face of the ya is covered, it is in the small sword. front!

Zhang Xiaohua didn't think that he could make meritorious deeds. When Fei Jian made it out, he would try his hand and try to take out the mirror. I know that...the mirror is actually connected with the other nine instruments. Zhang Xiaohua is in a hurry, and can't take it out. Nothing, Zhang Xiaohua took the gamma disk next to it!

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua took out the gamma disk, the peacock teeth bite, I don’t know what it is, although she has long guessed that Jing Gangda’s elder is Zhang Xiaohua’s smashing, but I don’t want to admit it!

Zhang Xiaohua has already taken care of a lot, put the gamma blue plate in his hand, and the right hand smashed it. The infuriating sound was sent from the fingertips, and then it was a little bit in the plate. I saw a faint light from the gamma blue plate. The blue brilliance, a choppy sound rang from the brilliance. Then, Zhang Xiaohua gritted his teeth and pointed his hand. The brilliance was like a water column, and it went straight to the top of Ya’s head!

"Ha ha" Ya laughed: "You can't do much in the refining period, how much can you do? This is not enough for the innate water to wash your feet!"

Sure enough, Ya did not move at all, until the congenital water of the mountains fell, only a wave of sleeves, a faint black gas from the magic flag, turned into a pale black lotus, it is in the light Under the blue brilliance, the sound of the water is so turbulent that it can't be ruined anyway!

Then, Zhang Xiaohua is not scornful. Take out the dragon ring from his arms and throw it into the air. The dragon ring will see the wind grow long, and the flames will be born immediately, turning into a ring of about one foot toward the head of Ya. It’s under the cover...

"Some toys, but they are all used in the previous play!" Ya smiled with a faint smile, did not provoke the magic flag, only put his hand in the air, a red brilliance flashed, it is the bond On the dragon ring, the sound of "吭" slammed the brilliance of the dragon ring, and the flame was extinguished. The sound of "噗" fell from the air!

"哼~" Zhang Xiaohua’s nose was cold, and the detective took out two purple phoenixes from his arms. One hand and one whole, the whole body’s infuriating sent to these two purple phoenixes, “咔嚓” and “咔嚓” Two thunderous sounds came from two purple phoenixes. In an instant, two lightnings were generated from two purple phoenixes. The two lightnings are different. The left hand is in the purple belt. With golden light, the purple light in the right hand with white light, two lightnings flew out of the purple phoenix, immediately took the heavens and the earth from the surrounding air, and constantly expanded, and waited for two lightnings to fly close, and there were countless small lightnings. Between the two lightnings, when flying to the top of Ya, it has become a network of lightning that emits "Zi La La"!

"This purple phoenix... is the thing of the moon and the heart of the sun. How have you not seen this seat? If they are used by both of them, this seat may be a bit jealous. Although you have tried your best, it is a pity. It’s too bad! Purple phoenix, etc... Wei Neng... It’s really the light of worms!!!” Ya saw it, it didn’t seem to be nervous, only an understatement, a finger, and a red brilliance Hit the center of the power grid, the sound of "霹雳" is connected again and again, and countless thunder light is under the red brilliance, and it is quickly annihilated, but the breath is annihilated!

And the red brilliance of Guanghua still has a small squat, and does not stop. It goes straight to the purple phoenix in the hands of Zhang Xiaohua. Zhang Xiaohua’s brow wrinkles and immediately withdraws the purple phoenix, and the detective takes out another thing. The one that got earlier was similar to the small seal.

I saw Zhang Xiaohua throwing a small seal into the sky, and the seal immediately rose up... turned into a boulder, and went straight to Ya’s head.

"Haha, little lover, I am afraid... there is nothing good in your hand!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohua hitting a small seal, Ya almost laughed out loud, and pointed his hand, the seal immediately slid in the air. A round of chaos, falling from the air...

There are a lot of things in the hands of Zhang Xiaohua, not waiting for the small seal to fall, but also from the arms, it is the so-called seven treasures!

"Hey, little lover, your treasure is really a lot, but unfortunately... This seven treasure tree is the Buddha's thing, you... drive it?" Ya cold laughed.

The sound of "砰", the red brilliance of the brilliance is to hit the seven treasures of the tree, Zhang Xiaohua's hands in a shock, and immediately is a huge earthquake in the chest, do not know how Ya shot! His body shape can not be controlled, holding the seven treasures in his hand is to fall in the direction of Zhang Xiaohu.

Zhang Xiaohua was in the air, and the blood in his chest was tumbling, and a blood rushed into the throat. When he falls to the side of Jiu Pin Liantai, he can only calm the blood, a small blood... or ooze from the corners of his mouth.

"Little flowers..." Zhang Xiaohu saw Zhang Xiaohua vomiting blood, immediately panic, called out, and Peacock and Chen Chen... I saw Zhang Xiaohua faintly with the golden blood... I couldn't help but be shocked! ! !

"Ha ha ha, how..." Ya madly laughed and said: "There is a magic flag... Although this seat is only less than 30% of the year, it can be here... there is no opponent at all!"

Said, a condensed **** sent out from Ya, very sharply sweeping to Zhang Xiaohua here!

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua suddenly, this **** is extremely rich, but also heavy, his own knowledge and Jabbi, but the baby who can not walk!

Zhang Xiaohua eyes look at this dream-like face... No, Yaben is a dream, his eyes are wide, his teeth bite, and he once again stretches his hand into his arms. Just now, the mirror cannot be driven by himself. It is the reason with the ten instruments in the purse, but at this time, in addition to the celestial mirror, Zhang Xiaohua only has some beads, some gourds and the like, I do not know how to use!

Thinking, Zhang Xiaohua is to sacrifice the celestial mirror. It seems that Haotian Mirror is extremely reluctant to appear in general, and it is so heavy in Zhang Xiaohua’s hands!

"Ah? Kunlun mirror!!!" Ya sees the mirror, the eyeballs are almost always falling, incredible pointing Zhang Xiaohua said: "You...when have you seen Xiaohua? He... Has he also been here?"

Saying, the eyes are not looking at it, the gods are also infinitely scattered to the Quartet!

Zhang Xiaohua, where she can think more, although he did not practice the slogan of the first layer of celestial mirror, even if this celestial mirror still does not listen to his orders, he still infuse the same money without money. In the celestial mirror, the infuriating celestial mirror gradually gives off a faint brilliance on the mirror surface, and the mirror surface is gradually blurred...

And Ya has been searching for it, and I don’t see any so-called Xiaohua real person. This is to let go of my heart. Then I can see Zhang Xiaohua’s method of injecting infuriating gas into the mirror. I don’t think it’s laughter: “Shao Langjun, presumably You have never seen Xiao Hua, your mirror is not a Kunlun mirror. The Xiaolun Kunlun mirror is not something that you can drive in a refining period..."

But then I was screaming at my head again: "Why... why do you look like Xiao Hua like this? And...you haven’t seen Xiao Hua, can you still make him look like him? Oh, but if this mirror is really a Kunlun mirror, then this one... can't you... casually break into the void?"

It is said that Kunlun mirrors Guanghua Dasheng, it seems that there must be something rushing out in general, but... Ya seems not to panic, the knowledge is only swept around Zhang Xiaohua, and laughs: "Do not use force, Little lover, if it is not a Kunlun mirror, even if it can be used, it can not be used in this seat, but if it is a Kunlun mirror, it is a heavenly ten treasure, non-sacred general repair can be used, you... is a mortal, How can it be driven? If you leave a little instinct, let’s sit down and talk well?”

The voice did not fall, and the celestial mirror was really bleak, and Zhang Xiaohua felt that a huge force was uploaded from the celestial mirror, it was hitting his own dantian, an unparalleled uncomfortable rush from the body, "噗" One sound, a spurt of blood spurted out, it was on the celestial mirror, "brushing", 昊 镜 镜 光 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 , , 猛 猛 猛 , , , , , 猛 猛 猛 猛 , 猛 , , , , , , , , , , , , , Generally, the infuriating gas in Zhang Xiaohua's body is swept away, and the "嗡嗡" 昊天镜 trembles gently, suddenly it is a glory of Guanghua shooting to Ya...

When I saw Zhang Xiaohua’s blood spurting on the mirror, I felt that it was not good. When Guanghua just came out, it immediately flashed. A black phantom appeared in front of Zhang Xiaohua, and the brilliance of the mirror was straight. On the phantom, all the phantoms turned into smash, it was revealed in the air.

"Kunlun mirror ~ ~ This is really Kunlun mirror?" Ya still does not believe, but the figure is still not reduced... The brilliance of the celestial mirror is also like the scorpion, where is the place where Guangfei will chase!

"Hey, even Kunlun mirror, how about?" Yafei took a moment, his face was cold, his body fell, his hand waved, the magic flag was drawn from her, and a sacrifice to the air was blocked. Before Guanghua, the Guanghua "噗" hit the magic flag, and the black flag on the magic flag surged. If the snow was poured in the hot water, it instantly disappeared into nothing!

Ya is extremely distressed to look at the magic flag, the black gas gradually faint, and fortunately... the brilliance of the sky mirror gradually dissipated...

Waiting for the brilliance of the celestial mirror to completely dissipate, Yacai took a long breath, and when he turned around, he fell in front of Zhang Xiaohua, and looked at Zhang Xiaohua up and down. The look in his eyes was extremely strange: "You...who are you?" How does Xiao Hua’s Kunlun mirror fall into your hands?”

Zhang Xiaohua looked at Ya, and she had already collected the money bag and sneered: "Of course I am, I don't know who Xiaohua is. This mirror is called the mirror, not your so-called Kunlun mirror!"

"Ah! It really is Kunlun mirror!" Ya is very excited, but his face is extremely puzzled: "Kunlun mirror is the respect for the mirror, this mirror is the mirror!"

Said, the face is hanging cold frost: "This seat how you know Xiaohua, you ... or will hand over Kunlun mirror!"

An unparalleled **** knows that Zhang Xiaohua is attacking...

But when the gods met Zhang Xiaohua...the gods suddenly stopped, the speed of recycling, the eyes of Ya, the red gradually faded, the dream... actually came out again!

"Little flowers... I... I’m afraid I can only see you for the last time, I... I always want to tell you that if I don’t say it, I... I’m not dead!” Although the dream was not repaired, Under the support of the magic flag, it also floated in the air.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua still cares if she is a dream, or is it ya? Reluctantly transporting the last trace of infuriating, he will fly up and come to the dream.

"Little flowers... you don't want to dislike me!" The dream said, and stretched out his hand, it was the hand that grabbed Zhang Xiaohua: "My consciousness has ya seeds, but my heart and my body are love." your!"

"Well, I know!" Zhang Xiaohua nodded with tears.

"Actually... Xiaohua, I think I am very lucky. Ya did not know how many saints have swallowed before. Every one is a few years old. The saints have never tasted love and being loved. I am very grateful to God, I have met you in my inevitable ending, and I have a heart-to-heart love. Although... this love is just the effect of the concentric mantra, but... the little flower... it really is between us. True love, love... is love... no matter what way it appears, there is, there is, although this love is very humble, very shallow, very short, different from other love, but she is also a copy after all. Love, belongs to you and my love. This love is exceptionally pure, abnormal sincerity, I am willing to take my life and protect my strange love in the near future, please believe, I really love you!!! ... she can't deny it!"

Zhang Xiaohua opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn’t say anything!

The dream is to hold his hand and say: "I always wanted to live with you, but unfortunately... Let's make this agreement, I am afraid that it can't come true... However, perhaps forgetting the rivers and lakes is more suitable for us, since It’s better to forget each other than the rivers and lakes, the little flowers...we will forget about the rivers and lakes! Although this river is extremely far away, I will always have you in my heart!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua’s hand was tight, and the dream’s eyes began to turn red again.

"Fast, small flowers, no time, I feel that I am getting weaker, you... If I am still starting, I will never have a chance to start. If you can't live, how can we forget about the rivers and lakes? If you can't kill Ya, then... Who can stop her between heaven and earth? This...the world's people are afraid that they will not be killed by her."

The eyes of the dream are gradually reddening, and the face of the dream is both disappointing and absolutely, Zhang Xiaohua bites his teeth, and dreams of turning into countless swords is the sting of the throat of the dream!

Yes, when the flying sword penetrated into the throat, the magic flag went up, and the flying sword was blocked at once, and the flying sword could no longer stab! Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, the gods moved again, and it was the head of the dream. But the magic flag actually covered the entire head as before, and the flying sword could not enter!

"Ha ha ha" Ya finally appeared, holding Zhang Xiaohua's hand: "Good and affectionate Lang Jun, but what is your intimate means?"

The flying sword is not working, but it is flying to the front of Zhang Xiaohua.

Zhang Xiaohua saw the dream, the eyes were bright, the left hand stretched out, it was squatting, then the unnamed sword method was the thorn to the ya throat, the inexplicable flow from the left arm came out from the mysterious place, along the arm Into the dream, "Hey, can you hurt me with these little swords?" Ya is extremely disdainful, just like taking a fly, taking a small sword from his throat!

Zhang Xiaohua doesn't stop, and the homeopath is the heart of the thorn.

"Little lover, is it... you want to move your hands now?" Ya smiled and erected the towering chest, but before she could say the second sentence, the dream was to stab Ya's chest, the magic flag. The black mist is tumbling, the red brilliance flashes, but... I can hear the sound of "噗嗤", the magic flag that the flying sword can't penetrate is suddenly pierced by dreams, and it is still smiling at Ya. At the time, the dream is piercing her heart, and the flow also flows into her heart! ! !

"This..." Ya’s face was pale, and it’s incredible: “You...this is... what instrument?”

Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to answer. The dream in his hand was stabbing a very hard place. With the flow of the entry, the extremely hard spot immediately blasted, sending out a strong force, hitting the dream with great speed, dreaming... ... At this time, it should be called a nightmare, and the moment is turned into a powder... And the purple blood flows out of the heart of Ya... It flows to the magic flag all at once, and the magic flag **** the blood of Ya, and immediately the red brilliance Flash again, Yada shocked, eager to attack the heart, want to heal the wound in the heart, but unfortunately, the mysterious flow will destroy the heart of Ya, no matter what method, the blood in the heart... still keep flowing And the heart is flowing with the flow... gradually being destroyed!

"You..." Ya finger Zhang Xiaohua, and then want to kill the mana, it is too late, but for a moment, the magic flag gradually fell off the body of Ya, revealing the elegant wearing purple robes!

"Little flowers... You finally succeeded!" The red light in Ya's eyes converges, and the dream comes out again. He smiles and said: "I will never see you again in the future, but you... finally hit the key to Ya, Ya Gu Don't swallow me anymore, she... find ways to save myself!"

Then, dreaming to see the still fluttering snow, and the cloud-filled sky, stunned: "This... is it going to leave? Should I leave the world? But I can accompany the heart of the lover." So long... I am satisfied too!"

"Small flower, you said... Is there really a life in this world? Ya..... She is so ruthless and ignorant... What does it mean to live for so long? If... there is something that is immortal, I don’t need it myself. , take it, or let us take it together..."

Zhang Xiaohua moved in his heart and flew in front of his body. He took his dreams into his arms and took out the "Yanshou Pills" from the purse. He got the dream and said: "This is probably what you call the elixir!" ”

"This?" The dream was strange. He reached out and opened the bottle to see the pill inside. Immediately, his face was a strange smile. I saw her shaking her head slightly: "I know this thing, from Ya In the memory, this seems to be the extremely precious resident Yan Dan in the realm of comprehension. Taking it, I can keep the face of my life forever!"

The eyes of "Ha ha ha" dreams are red, and Ya said: "This kind of medicinal medicine is the woman's love. If the dying is dead, you can still get it. Then... let the seat take it!"

Said, the Yan Yan in the hands of Ya will be sent to the mouth, but her hand has just reached the mouth, and stretched out, handed to Zhang Xiaohua's mouth, dreams said: "Small flowers, you eat it! I hope that you can maintain your present face. It will not change after a hundred years, wait for me to wait for my next life... come back to you!!!"

The dreamy eyes are only staring at Zhang Xiaohua's face. It seems that he wants to deeply imprint his appearance in his heart. It is what reincarnation and reincarnation cannot be erased.

Zhang Xiaohua with tears, sniffing the sweet smell between the dream fingers, and the Yan Yan Dan in his mouth, the resident Yan Dan into the mouth, turned into a drug into the belly...

"Right, Xiaohua, just ya has already destroyed the sheepskin roll into the jungle. However, I know that she did not destroy the previous one. She will be in the East..." The dream seems to think again, low. The voice said a few words in Zhang Xiaohua's ear!

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua is very sad, where will he care about these?

Although the blood of the chest of the dream is slow, it can always flow. Zhang Xiaohua knows that when the blood flow is finished, it is the dream when he leaves. He will never see his beloved again. The hands of the fingers are interlocking, the eyes look at each other... for a long time no words...

Suddenly, the dream face was shocked, and I pushed Zhang Xiaohuadao: "Small flowers, go fast... Ya is desperate to throw... I want to go with you!"

Immediately afterwards, the dream looked at Zhang Xiaohua for the last time. The left hand tried hard and took Zhang Xiaohua’s head over. He kissed Zhang Xiaohua’s lips deeply and smiled. “I... guessed the process, But... I didn't guess the ending... This process... I will always remember, Xiaohua, etc... Afterlife... I will love you again!!!"

Say, wave your hand, hold your hands tightly on the magic flag, and close your eyes deeply. The face of the dream will begin to change. First, the pain, then the frown, then begin to emit the brilliance of various colors. Finally, I saw The body of the dream is flying in the air, and the "bang" bursts open, and the magic flag flies out...

"Dream......." Zhang Xiaohua yelled, flying in the air, and reaching out to hold the magic flag... In addition to a disappearing blood, the magic flag is the ring that Zhang Xiaohua gave to the dream!

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt that the sound of the "squeaky" sounded like a lock. The key to unlock the lock was in the middle of the sky... Zhang Xiaohua’s glimpse, then it seemed to understand the general, left hand One, all the gods in the mud pill palace are released, and a brain is pouring into the eyes of the broken scorpion, waiting for the silver-white scorpion to open, Zhang Xiaohua clearly sees, not far from his eyes, dreams Floating to the distance, next to the dream... One looks exactly the same as the dream, but the body is dark, the long horns on the head, the flank of the two wings, and the fluttering fluttering... Zhang Xiaohua can’t think about it, Go up, but when Zhang Xiaohua wants to catch up, at the side of Mengya... a flash of dark gap opens... The figure of the two is to drill into the gap...

"Dream..." Zhang Xiaohua shouted, stretched out his right hand... grasping the hand of dream... The dream seemed to be aware, turning his head, it was the big eyes, the thick eyebrows, the dimples, the beauty mole……

(End of the first volume)

(at 22:53 on November 24, 2011)