Chapter 320

"Your honor!"

"Your honor!"

“…………”

The body of Baizi painting fell from high altitude, the vitality in the body gradually dissipated, the ruins tripod was broken, and the cultivation in the body dissipated.

If you want to kill a thief, you can't return to heaven.

Looking at the vast sky above, several figures emerged in front of us, floating like a dream. After all, I was defeated by the devil.

Even if the heart is unwilling, the Baizi painting still returns to the void and the breath is cut off.

"Whew."

Falling on the 11th imperial sword, he took down the body of Baizi painting. His eyes had been wet. Looking at the Baizi painting with no vitality, he was sad.

"Master!"

Three of them were killed, and the highest level of cultivation was Baizi painting, which also fell on the spot.

"Little bone, let's go."

High above the sky, Chen Xiaoming accepted the Liuguang Qin, moved his figure and stood beside huaqiangu.

"Master!"

However, for more than ten years, it was still a girl's flower thousand bones. Where had I experienced this? Looking at the blink of an eye, the bustling Changliu mountain was filled with a sense of sadness everywhere, and I couldn't help crying low.

She doesn't know. Is this Xiuxian?

She doesn't know whether her master is right or wrong?

Her heart is very chaotic, very chaotic. Her friends who were dependent on each other a moment ago now glare at herself. Her heart seems to be stabbed.

"Oh, little bone!"

With a slight sigh, Chen Xiaoming stood silent, quietly waiting for her to come back.

The road of cultivation has always been extremely difficult and dangerous. Even people with profound cultivation like noumenon sometimes have to fight.

Along the way, Chen Xiaoming himself can't remember the people who died in his hands, and how geometric!

"Whew."

A flash of light came, and the magic power was surging all over the sky, and the anger rose in the angry eyes.

"Spend a thousand bones to pay for my father's life."

With one sword, he went straight to the cauldron of Huaqian bone ruins.

"Hum."

With a cold drink, the invisible wave swept over, and in the blink of an eye, the neon figure was imprisoned in the air.

"Dare to shake the heart of the little bone and die!"

The killing intention in his eyes flashed away, and the neon was all over the sky. This move obviously shook Hua qiangu's heart.

Once Huaqian bone is affected by it, it will produce heart demons. In the future, it will be harmed.

"I killed Ni Qianzhang. Since I want revenge, I'll send you down."

Chen Xiaoming doesn't have to say so much about such a small role as neon all over the sky. He can kill by turning his hands.

These words, more, are still told to Hua qiangu.

"Master, that's enough. Let's go."

When the weak voice came, Chen Xiaoming turned and looked at Hua qiangu. At the moment, his face was haggard and his eyes were covered with pearls.

"Little bone... Hum, go!"

With a distressed voice, Chen Xiaoming waved his hand directly below, and then a figure flew in, together with Hua qiangu, rolled up by Chen Xiaoming and left directly.

At the foot of Changliu mountain, Chen Xiaoming left, but no one dared to chase him. There was endless hatred in the sky's eyes. After looking at his body, he moved and left.

The lively Changliu fairy sword conference ended like this. For a time, the whole Changliu mountain was filled with a sad and depressing atmosphere.

…………………

He flew away with huaqiangu and Shuofeng. Chen Xiaoming came all the way to the green mountain and fell down.

Hua qiangu was silent. As soon as she fell, she sat on one side of the stone. Even if there was a waterfall flying down in front of her, she couldn't disturb her at all.

"Alas."

With a slight sigh, Chen Xiaoming shook his head, but he didn't expect that huaqiangu would be disturbed by this.

Heart disease ultimately depends on herself. All Chen Xiaoming can do is to provide help.

"Don't you wonder why I brought you." as soon as I turned around, I looked at the unchanged new wind and said.

He has collected more than half of the ten magic weapons, and it is not far from opening the secret territory and obtaining the power of famine.

"You are the fragment incarnation of the ten square artifact burning water jade, and I need the power of the boundless."

Straight forward, Chen Xiaoming did not spare the bend. He is bound to win the power of the flood.

Shuofeng was silent and pondered for a long time. His eyes swept over Hua qiangu.

"She?"

The identity was revealed, and Shuofeng seemed to recall something in his mind. He was just a stone. No, maybe not even a stone.

However, in his heart, he always felt that his task was to help her.

The lonely millennium is waiting for her.

"Oh, just let you two have a thorough look."

There was a little light in his hand. In an instant, two spiritual lights shot into the mind of the new wind and huaqiangu.

Chen Xiaoming transformed the story of huaqiangu known in his previous life into a picture and emerged in their minds.

Since huaqiangu was born, but huaqiangu died.

On the green hill, there was silence, and the breeze added a bit of coolness.

After a long time, the new wind opened his eyes and calmed his heart for thousands of years. At the moment, he slowly woke up.

"Originally, my existence has been doomed from the beginning, just to give others a success!"

Hua qiangu, who has been sitting on one side, has tears in her eyes. She seems to have really experienced those general and secretly hurt.

"Alas, this was originally your future, but I interrupted it. It's just that I can save you, but I can't save you."

Wei Ran sighed. Chen Xiaoming still felt good about the new wind, but the other party was a fragment of inflamed water jade. Once they were combined, they would be scared.

You can't save each other with your own cultivation. There's really nothing you can do.

"Master, is this my future? Will Baizi painting become my master, I will fall in love with him and finally be killed by him?"

A series of questions, the mind is simple to spend thousands of bones, and I feel very confused for a time.

The memory I saw just now constantly impacts me, as if that is the real me. Now I am like a moon in the water.

"Little bone, don't think about it. It's just a possibility in the future."

Walked over, gently sat beside her, looked at the haggard flowers and bones, and spoiled her forehead.

"Moreover, with a teacher, no one can hurt you."

The eye center mang flashed past. He is Chen Xiaoming's disciple. Who dares to hurt!

"Yes."

Absentmindedly, Hua qiangu didn't want to come after all.

Chen Xiaoming looked dark and could only sit aside and accompany him quietly.

In fact, it's not difficult for Chen Xiaoming to solve it, but he doesn't want to.

Clear the memory of huaqiangu, naturally there will be no trouble.

However, as his disciple, he has embarked on the road of cultivating immortals and will experience it again in the future.

Some roads, if you don't go now, you will still go in the future.

Chen Xiaoming looked at the tired huaqiangu with indulgence, looking forward to it in his heart.

"Little bone, don't let me down!"