Later, Founder also rushed over. m

"Qingshu adults!" With a happy look, he unknowingly and eagerly rushed to the ancient book. But then it was hit back by a loose needle.

"The leader, it’s my side!!" he screamed in disbelief, the first time he realized it was wrong.

But the ancient moon green book will promise him.

"Brother, what happened to the ancient book?" Founder was confused and horrified, and had to ask for help.

However, Fang Yuan simply ignored him, but half-squatted down, extending his right hand and holding it into a claw, facing the direction of white condensation ice.

Take advantage of it!

He secretly spurred the locust and quickly felt that he had caught something.

He hurried back and flew out a locust from the body of Bai Ningbing.

It turned out to be a red iron relic!

This was the white family leader who gave it to Bai Ningbing, but Bai Ningbing did not use it, and quickly reached the three-turn repair.

Now it is a cheap source.

I saw the red iron relics from the white condensate body, flew away, and then fell into the hands of Fangyuan. A group of white masters suddenly squinted and shouted.

"Bastard, don't want to die, just stop!"

"Dare to face the locusts of our white house!!"

"It’s still a red iron relic..."

Fang Yuan sneered without a word, and when he arrived at Chi Tie, he used the spring and autumn to refine. But it does not income, but it breaks into the arms, giving people the illusion that they are not refining on the spot.

He followed again, this time flying a gray beetle.

"Shijie..." Fang Yuan recognized the origin of this locust. The eyes flashed, refining it again, and earning income.

"Abominable, another locust!"

"Block him, stop him, he is so unscrupulous, simply does not put our white house in the eye."

"Save the white ice. Kill these guys!"

The white masters groaned and rushed from the end of the mountain road.

Bai Ningbing is strongly cultivated by the family, and the aphids on the body are all excellent. At this time, Fang Yuan was taken away in public, so that everyone could drop blood in their hearts.

This is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

Watching this group of people rushing to kill, Founder took a step back. Fang Yuan is indifferent.

At this moment, he and Fangzheng stood on the east side of the mountain road, while the white family members were at the western end. The ancient moon blue book and Bai Ningbing were blocked between the two sides.

Hey!

The pine needles are like rain and stretch down.

"Damn..." The white-handed masters roared again and again, but they were blocked by the ancient moon blue book.

"The ancient moon book is not far from death, the rest of the time is only enough for me to urge me once again. This time, what will it be?" Fang Yuan sinks his heart, and then urges him to take advantage of it.

It takes a lot of real money to take every time you push it. The stronger the targeted locust target. The harder the process, the more the real yuan consumes. If the defeat fails, the division will be countered by power.

Therefore, it is not widely used because it is stronger than ribs.

But at the moment, Bai Ningbing is dying. Consciousness is also stupid, close to the state of the oil. It is not difficult to force his locusts.

Among the aphids on Bai Ningbing, the most valuable one is undoubtedly the frosty demon. This 蛊 can be beautifully enchanted by the wood, can make people avatars. However, if you use it for too long, it will extinguish the fire of your life. Turned into an ice sculpture.

Bai Ningbing also knows its drawbacks. He has never used frost enchanting like the ancient moon blue book.

In addition to the enchanting enchanting, the second highest value is the bluebird hail and the three-turn locust. Today, I live in the throat of Bai Ningbing.

If you can catch the bluebird hail, it is the best situation. However, after all, it’s just a second turn. If you want to follow the wishes of the teacher, then it’s still not caught.

In the end, Fang Yuan caught the water shackles of Bai Ningbing.

This is not bad, the water cover and white jade will provide Fangyuan with a better defense force.

The tree essence of the ancient moon blue book was eventually overthrown by the white masters.

They opened the wooden cage and lost their right arm, and the white condensation ice that had passed out was saved.

When Fang Yuan and Founder were about to kill, the reinforcements of the ancient moon family also rushed over.

After the two sides confronted each other for a while, they all tacitly stopped.

The death of the Qingshu, Bai Ningbing seriously injured, under the wolf tide, such sacrifices are enough shocking. If a large-scale fire occurs, the pressure on survival for the family is too great.

No matter in which world, people fight for the most part.

However, the greatest interest in the world is undoubtedly "survival."

In the end, the corpses and locusts of the ancient moon blue book were brought back by the sergeants of the ancient moon family.

The two sides are guarding each other and leaving this battlefield.

......

The sky is raining and it is dark.

A group of people stood on a hillside behind the cottage, here is the cemetery.

Almost every once in a while, there will always be several new graves added here.

In this world, human survival is difficult. There are always many sacrifices, whether it is external force or internal cause.

The old voice of the family, hoarse and low, echoed in the ears of everyone, adding to the suppression of people's hearts.

"...we have the same name, we are from the same family, and we have the same blood in our bodies."

"We are close at hand, but we are dead and forever."

"The grief is filled with my heart at this moment."

"wait for me."

"One day in the future, I will also be lying next to you."

"Let us turn into dust and dirt and hold up the blood..."

In front of a new grave, the group of people lowered their heads, many were sobbing in a low voice, and some looked sadly at the name on the tombstone.

The cruelty of life and death, like a hand of a bone, tears a **** wound in the hearts of everyone.

It’s just that some people have been hurt by numbness, and some people’s hearts are still young.

The ancient moon is in the crowd, and the low-lying eyes stare at the words "Gu Yue Qing Shu" on the tombstone.

died?

In his eyes, there is endless confusion.

Yesterday's battle. The whole process and situation are still vivid and deep in the heart.

His experience is limited, and he does not understand the tragic and sacrifice of the ancient moon blue book.

When the reality is now in front of him, he can't accept it for a while.

"Dead? That gentle smile, always mention me, take care of me, and enjoy my blue book adults... Is it really dead?"

“Why is this?”

"Why is this in the world. Always good people are easy to die, and bad people are long?"

"Is this a dream, am I dreaming now?"

Founder subconsciously pinched his fists. The true touch of 〖, really makes his heart grief.

In the ear, the voices of the surrounding teachers were heard.

"Oh, I can't think of this one. Even the big books are sacrificed."

"People will always die. It's just a pity. I heard that Bai Ningbing has a sigh of relief and is saved."

"May he sleep in the ground and bless us to get through this wolf..."

The crowd gradually dissipated, and only the Founder was left.

The lonely figure of a teenager faces the tombstone and grave of the mountain alone.

"Qingshu adults!" He suddenly fell to the ground, tears falling down.

He is confused, he regrets, he is helpless, he is sad!

Snapped. Hey, hey.

The raindrops of the beans fall from the dark clouds, hitting the ground and swaying the green grass and branches.

The breath of the earth rushed back into the nose of Founder, and he wept with tears. Cries and rain are mixed. The ten fingers are embedded in the mud and want to catch the life of the book. But he eventually only caught two groups of soil.

The rain rose, and Bai Ningbing lay on the soft bed and looked at the rain without a god.

His right arm was broken and tied with a white bandage. His eyes also returned to the dark color, but it was three turns. Did not repress to two turns.

When he woke up from his sleep, he suddenly felt ashamed and uninteresting.

He lay quietly and glared at his eyes for more than ten hours. Let the three-turn silver real yuan raise the air in the warmth. He is too lazy to manage.

The raindrop moved the deepest memories of his heart.

It was in this summer rain that he was officially adopted by the White Family. The patriarch's kindness and hopeful eyes fell on him, and the voices of the old people around him echoed like tides.

Little, standing on the cold floor with bare feet, staring at the rain outside the window, only feeling confused and lonely.

"Who is alive, what is it for?" This problem that has plagued him for more than 20 years, and is likely to continue to bother him, until his self-destruction problem has reappeared.

"Is it for family, family..." Bai Ningbing inevitably thought of the ancient book.

From small to large, such sacrifices, he has seen many times many times. Some are white family members, some are bear family, ancient moon family.

It is difficult for him to understand this fanaticism. He seems to be born to be an indifferent person.

The ancient moon blue book can not bring him the answer, so the heart of Bai Ningbing emerges the shadow of Fangyuan.

When he first saw Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan was leaning against the tree behind him, eating the wild fruit picked up at random, and watching the battle at the foot of the mountain indifferently.

He was so excited that he was shaking all over the body. Because he saw himself from Fang Yuan’s equally deep black shackles.

But now, in retrospect, Fang Yuan’s eyes seem to have something more than him.

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The rain is getting bigger and bigger, the thunder is roaring, and the madness is flashing.

"Who is alive, what is it for?" In the dim book〗 〖, the ancient moon Founder is also asking this question.

The patriarch Gu Yuebo sighed and he looked at the young man in front of his eyes with sorrow. Then I turned my eyes to the rain outside the window.

Founder's confusion can be understood. Inevitable deaths often force people to think about the value of life.

"Do you know? More than a decade ago, there was a teenager and you, and asked me the same question." For a long time, Gu Yuebo slowly opened the way.

"That person is your leader, my son - Gu Yueqing."

The Founder gave a slight glimpse and looked up. A pair of red and swollen eyes, revealing a hunger for the answer.

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