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Walking in the mountains, walking in secluded trails, green and lush, white light flashes, the bright sunshine is like a gentle mother, touching the earth, Ye Tian walks quietly, and he feels comfortable. While walking, the speed is slow, he is not anxious to return to the Zixi Sect immediately, and stop and go, looking at the surrounding scenery from time to time, experiencing the scenery of nature.

For Ye Tian, ​​there are avenues everywhere. In life, there are traces of Tao everywhere. A leaf, an ant, has the rhythm of Tao in it.

Compared with the practice of retreat, it is undoubtedly the better way to practice in the red dust, experience the red dust and understand the world, this is the most important.

It is a pity that many warriors do not understand this truth, and only a few warriors understand this truth.

Half a month later, Ye Tian was getting closer and closer to Zixi Sect.

"Help!

At this time, Ye Tian walked above the clouds and suddenly heard a cry for help. Moreover, the sound was somewhat familiar. Ye Tian lowered his head and looked down. Through the layers of clouds, he immediately saw the one below. The familiar person shadow.

After thinking about it, Ye Tian's figure disappeared into the clouds and flew below.

"Chick, haha, does it look pretty? Haha, it’s cheaper for me, ancestor today. Don’t resist, chick, follow the ancestors, you can eat spicy and spicy in the future, and, I am sure It will hurt you well and make you want to die."

An old man with a wretched face, touched his beard, his hair was thin and sparse, wearing a red dress, showing a little belly, and when looking at the woman on the opposite side, he showed a wretched smile and a few yellow teeth , Is even more special.

As for the woman opposite him, he was a warrior of Lingzong Jiuzhong, wearing a green dress, Liu Mei's curvy face, delicate face, fair skin, dark hair falling down on his back, his posture was absolutely first class. One beauty. However, this beautiful woman, with a little panic on her face, jade hands tightly pinched together, looked at the old man opposite with vigilance, a look of despair flashed in her eyes.

Because, the old man on the opposite side, although extremely frivolous, is not a good thing, but the cultivation of the whole body far exceeds the spirit state. The beautiful woman estimated that it might be the Great Paladin.

A great saint stood before her. Even if the exercises she practiced are not ordinary exercises, they can contend with the ordinary spiritual warriors, but the gap between them and the Grand Paladin is much better after all, and the two are not at the same level. .

If there is no accident, she will be captured by the other party.

Moreover, from the other's wretched smile, the beautiful woman can see that if it really falls into the other's hands, it will definitely be better off.

Beautiful woman, at this time, I couldn't help but think of a white figure. Although that figure has been away from her world for a long time, and the time with him is not long, but the other party's calm look, calm face, a pair of out Dust's gesture will always make people feel at ease, staying by his side, it seems that the world is falling apart, there will be nothing, can be safe and stable.

It is a pity that this time, he is no longer around him.

"Sonson, it seems that Yue'er can only be your maid again in the afterlife." Thinking of this, the beautiful woman is running the aura in her body, and a powerful breath is raging in her body, like a violent beast, the wind is blowing all around. Moved into a chaotic sandstorm, a lot of ancient wood was overturned, the old man on the opposite side, at first thought that the other party wanted to resist, did not care at all.

After all, he is a great sage and strong, the other party is just the sect of the Ninth Martial Arts of Lingzong. How powerful is it that he can still escape the palm of his hand. However, he soon found something wrong, because the woman on the opposite side exploded a powerful energy in the body, but this energy was not used to deal with himself, but was surprised by him. In her eyes, she attacked herself.

bad!

That chick is going to explode. Seeing this scene, the wretched majesty no longer had the joking expression on his face, and some were horrified. A piece of meat that came to his mouth would be gone? He is a sorrowful priest, and he really wants to die of heartache.

"Little girl, if you have something to say, don't ask for short-sightedness. Don't worry, you have followed my ancestors. I will definitely be spicy and spicy in the future, and you will not be wronged. If you don't want to, stay with me for a year at most. , My ancestor, I am still willing to let you go."

The wretched Great Sage hurriedly waved his hand, while secretly operating his power, he pointed at the beautiful woman, and wanted to abolish the repair of the beautiful woman, so as not to let the other party commit suicide.

It's a pity that after making up her mind, the stunningly beautiful woman appears unusually decisive, and the energy in her body suddenly gathers to a culmination, and she commits suicide as soon as she moves. After seeing the wretched Da Sheng shot at her, her face appeared very calm, and her thoughts moved, ready to explode.

When she blew herself up, she thought about it a lot, thinking about her family, thinking about her father and mother, and even thinking about her son.

And all this will soon disappear in her memory forever.

"Goodbye!" The stunningly beautiful woman closed her eyes and moved her thoughts, preparing to explode the energy in her body and disappear into this world.

However, the beautiful woman suddenly found that she was still conscious after the idea was inspired. So, what's the matter? Could it be that the wretched priest had the ability to stop the world before he exploded?

God, then, how miserable his own destiny will be and how he will be abused by the other party...A beautiful woman can't imagine it.

However, when she opened her eyes, what surprised her happened. It wasn’t the wretched saint standing in front of her, but a figure in white, wearing a white dress, and his face was not special. Handsome, but with good facial features and a special charm, her face is calm and colorless, standing quietly in front of her, like a dusty fairy, extraordinary, even if the fairy is in front of him, he will be ashamed.

The most important thing is that this man is the one she has always been thinking about.

"Master Ye Tian, ​​son, are you really?" The beautiful woman looked at Ye Tian and asked in surprise. She couldn't believe it. She stretched out her jade hand and even wanted to touch Ye Tian's face, but, Immediately after seeing Ye Tian's brow furrowed, he immediately retracted his hand and flushed, and then felt that he was really too rude and rude.

God, myself, I just wanted to touch my son's face just now. This, this is really too bold. What kind of character is the young man, without the permission of the other party, it is really impolite to do like that.

I glanced at Ye Tian secretly and found that Ye Tian's face was still the same calm look in his memory. His face was simple and colorless, and he felt relieved. Perhaps, the son did not blame himself.

"Son, you, why are you here?" The beautiful woman looked at Ye Tian and said carefully.

Ye Tian didn't speak. He glanced at Murong Yue lightly, but it was a bit strange. Why did this Murong Yue suddenly appear here?

That's right, Murongyue.

When Ye Tian was about to return to Zixi Sect, what he saw suddenly was really Murongyue. Seeing Murongyue here, I have to say, maybe this is also a fate.

After seeing Murongyue and being bullied by a great saint, Ye Tian thought about it. Murongyue was also his own maid anyway. He once served himself and came down from the clouds to save Murongyue.

"Boy, who the **** are you?" The wretched Dasheng thought Murongyue was dead and sighed secretly, and a beautiful woman disappeared in front of him, which is really a pity. He hasn't enjoyed each other yet.

His favorite thing in life is beauty. Whether it is an ordinary person or some martial arts, the woman he fancy, he finds ways to get it. When he was young, he was also extraordinary, and he cultivated to the Great Saint a long time ago.

However, after practicing to the great saint, indulging in female **** all day long, lying on the woman's belly all day long, delaying cultivation, therefore, cultivation is not allowed to advance, has always been the most important of the great saint.

Of course, the insignificant Dasheng doesn't care about this either. After all, he feels that the Dasheng's focus is on cultivation, as long as it is not in some core areas of Zhongzhou, in some remote areas, it can still be king and dominate, and you can enjoy beauty. Enjoying beauty is the happiest thing for him.

After seeing Murongyue, his eyes lit up, because this beauty, among the many beauty he has enjoyed, can also be ranked in the top ten.

He thought that catching the other party alive is a fairly simple matter, because the other party is the Ninth of Lingzong. Unexpectedly, the opponent's temperament was so fierce that if he didn't agree, he exploded, and even he, the great saint, was too late to stop. However, this was the time, and it was Liu Anhuaming again, the other party did not know how, and did not blew himself up successfully.

Although there was an unfamiliar young man, the Insignificant Lord did not pay attention to it. After all, within hundreds of millions of miles, some young handsomes such as Mang Mang and Qiao Bai know that there is no such thing as Ye Tian in his memory. Obviously, they are an unknown generation.

A young man, an unknown person, could not have turned a big wave in his hands.

"Chick, it seems that this should be your good looks. I have to say, your vision is a bit bad, don't look at his white face, but when I look at the old ancestor, it is the silver gun wax head , I don’t think it’s useful. You should consider thinking about my ancestors.” The wretched Dasheng laughed, “Of course, you have no other choice, you can only choose me.”

Miserable, this insignificant saint.

When Murongyue heard the words of the wretched holy prince, his heart trembled, knowing that the wretched holy prince was cold and he was about to die very miserably.

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