Chapter 137

This scene is just seen by Han Tian, who has just entered the door. For a moment, his face is livid.

"Get out of here!"

Under a roar, he stepped forward, picked up two little guys, and threw them on the ground directly. Then the essence surged, slapped it on the chest of Wu Tian, and said anxiously, "Oh, wake up! Oh, don't wake up and die again!"

"Cough!"

Wu Tian suddenly coughed, out of breath, and then took a few deep breaths. After calming down, he opened his eyes and said weakly: "fortunately you came in time, or I was not killed by empty spirit sword, but I was tossed to death by these two little bastards."

When mentioning the empty spirit sword, Han Tian's face was stiff, and immediately said with a smile: "wake up, just wake up."

Then, glaring at the two little guys.

At this time, the two little guys finally realized that they had almost made a big accident, and they did not make a fool of themselves. They stood on the side with their heads down to their chests, and their little hands were resting on their chests in a circle without saying a word.

As good as you want to be, as honest as you want to be.

Seeing this, Wu Tian, both of them couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing.

The little girl carefully raised half a head and asked tentatively, "brother, you are not angry!"

"Son of heaven, frog is wrong. I'll be more careful next time!" The little guy confessed to his mistakes and apologized, but this tone is hard to accept.

Wu Tian shook his head and said, "OK, it's OK. I'm not really angry. Poetry, help me to pour a glass of water."

"OK!" When the little girl heard the words, her face was filled with smiles, red and lovely. Then she ran to the tea table, poured a cup of water, and then hopped over.

"Brother, please drink water."

Wu Tian shakes his head, takes the water cup, sips it lightly, just like a desert meeting the once-in-a-century rain, his body and mind are suddenly relaxed and dripping, and then he looks up and drinks it.

Water is the source of life. There's nothing wrong with it. Wu Tian feels that the spirit is getting better and the strength is gradually recovering.

"Brother, do you know that for half a month, poems have been worried to death, for fear that my brother will not wake up!" The little girl sat on the bed, nestled in his arms, big eyes red.

The little guy said, "little girl, what do you mean? This is not a curse to the son of heaven. In fact, frog knew you would wake up, because you Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang can't fight to death."

"Poof!" "You are Xiaoqiang," she said with a smile

"Half a month, so fast..." Wu Tian murmured, the battle of Bibo mountain is still fresh in my memory, but half a month has passed by: "tell me something about this period of time!"

After a moment, Wu Tian was surprised to look at the little girl: "your father is a great respect?"

"Well, it seems so!" The little girl nodded.

Han Tian depressed: "what seems to be, clearly is!"

"But I don't know him well. I like to be with you!" Little girl said.

Wu Tianxin was shocked. Before, he thought that the father of poetry might be a strong man, but he guessed it right, which was far beyond his guess.

"The great master of the Shura hall should be the strongest one in the hall of Shura." There is no way of heaven.

Han Tian shook his head and said: "the strength of the Shura hall is very strong. All the twelve venerable masters are the strong ones like chiyanzi, especially the great one. It is said that the other 11 masters are not rivals together.

Moreover, there are 99 elders below, not to mention other meritorious elders and law enforcement elders. Their terrible strength is more than dozens of times stronger than that of Yanzong.

Even, the disciples of the Shura hall are at least experts in the initial stage of pulse extension. Some of them are beyond my comprehension. They should be around the period of small maturity and great maturity.

But on these heads, there is a strong man who dominates the whole void. He is the master of the hall of Shura. It is said that this man can see the head and not the tail. Besides the twelve masters, no one has ever seen the hall of Shura. "

"You go out these days to investigate this?" Wu Tian doubts.

"Yes Han Tian nods.

"Where's the fire cicada?"

Han Tiandao: "he entered the Shura hall, and was granted the title of the first Shura by the great master. He has the supreme status. However, his strength may not be as good as others. Today, I accidentally saw that other Shura disciples were not satisfied and were challenging him. They were quite embarrassed."

Then, he added, "here the Shura disciple is equivalent to the title disciple of Yanzong."

"How many?"

Han Tian thought for a moment and said, "997 people."

"So much!"

It's no wonder how strong the Shura hall is. Only ninety-nine disciples of the Yan Clan have passed on. Even if the dead men of the animal King Mountain are added to the title disciples, there are only more than 500 at most. In the Shura hall, there are only so many Shura disciples, not counting other disciples.

"A lot indeed!" Han Tian looks dignified, if this is the enemy, it is really disturbing.

"Cut, not on the Shura disciples, what's the big deal? Frog Lord, hit ten times a day, it's nothing to worry about." The little guy buttoned his nostrils and said without caring.Hearing the speech, Wu Tian and Wu Tian both smile. With the strength of several people, these Shura disciples are nothing. It's unrealistic not to say that one can beat ten. If one to one, they are confident to defeat any one of the Shura disciples.

Wu Tian was silent and said, "do you have anything else you haven't told me?"

Smell speech, silence, consistent silence, Han Tian three people all shut up, motionless.

Wu Tian looks at the little guy, the little guy dodges, looks at the poetry, Shishi evades, looks at Han Tian, he also does not want to look directly.

Frown a frown, Wu Tiandao: "really something to hide from me?"

Another moment of silence, Han Tian sighed and said, "come with me!"

Wu Tian gets up, puts on a coat and follows Han Tian to another wing room. The little guy looks at each other and hesitates and follows him up.

"Creak!"

When he came to the door, Han Tian pushed open the door and said, "look at it yourself."

Then, the body out of the way, the picture of the room slowly presented in the eyes of the sky.

It was a beautiful white shadow, she lay quietly on the bed, with a smile on her face, like a sleeping fairy, not stained with a grain of dust.

Above the bed, a white bead hanging in the air, scattered with hazy light, will cover the white figure, revealing the beautiful fairyland.

"Boom"

it's like a thunderbolt from the blue. The body is shaking, dizzy and unbalanced.

Han Tian gently helped him and said, "elder martial sister, in order to save you, blocked the sword. Her life was cut off and her soul was broken. She has There is nothing the great master can do. Above is the Dingyan pearl, which can protect the elder martial sister's body from decay and isolate all the dust. It is given by the great master. "

Wu Tian's body trembles, his eyes can't see things, and he has been blurred by tears.

"In fact, the elder martial sister loves you very much. She treats you like that because of the empty spirit sword. She knows that the air spirit sword was not destroyed in the battle that year. She also knows the power of the air spirit sword. She also doesn't know the strength of the great master. She thinks you are dead. Therefore, she has reached an agreement with the ghost of Kong Lingzi to exchange Jueyin order for your life.

But the elder martial sister knew that, with your character, she would never agree, let alone leave her, so she said those words to you, in order to let you live and live well.

However, the elder martial sister still made a mistake because she didn't know enough about you. When she saw that you would rather die than surrender, she suddenly realized that everything was wrong before, so she chose to let you live, and she died for you Han Tian murmured.

"Yes, how do you know?" My heart is shaking in the sky.

Han Tian took out a letter from his arms: "this is a letter found in the bosom of elder martial sister. Maybe she has already guessed that it will be such an ending, so she left it specially. If it was not for poems to help her take care of her body, maybe we would never find it in our lifetime."

Wu Tian took the letter and opened it. Tears fell on the letter paper, telling the sadness and pain in my heart.

"For me to live..."

Wu Tian's hands were shaking and the letters were ringing like his broken heart.

"Is it worth it, is it worth it..."

"Don't you know, this will make me more sad, more painful..."

Wu Tian was powerless to squat on the ground, full of tears, and fell into deep self blame. She did all this for her own sake, but I didn't know. Instead, she criticized her, didn't believe her, and even resented her in my heart

"You go first, I want to accompany him." Wu Tian slowly stood up and walked into the room.

"This is the elder martial sister's luoshenqin, you are its best destination." Han Tian takes out Luoshen Qin from mustard bag and puts it into Wu Tian's hand.

Thank you Wu Tian nodded and closed the door gently.

"Brother..."

"Poetry, let him be quiet." Han Tian stops her and walks out of the door with two little guys.

In the box, Wu Tian walked step by step, slowly and slowly, for fear of waking up the sleeping man in the dream.

Dingyanzhu's light was dim, which made her skin white. On her white cheek, there was a charming smile.

Luoshenqin is humming in a low voice, flickering with a faint light, as if knowing that the master has passed away, singing in sorrow

Wu Tian did not speak, sitting on the side of the bed, rough hands, gently stroking that beautiful cheek, staring at the lover in front of him.

In fact, he had a lot of words to say in his heart, but at the moment, he couldn't open his mouth, quietly looking at her, thousands of words into the voice of his heart, flowing in his heart.

In the mind, her stubborn smile, every move, one by one in the mind, he laughs, his face rippled with happiness and happiness, and sometimes tears, telling the sadness and bitterness in his heart!

He just looked at it like this, all the time

One day

No sky

Ten days

Fifteen days

For 15 consecutive days, he did not move, and his eyes did not blink. He was afraid that he would miss every minute and second, and that he would forget her for a long time. Therefore, he engraved all her in his mind.For 15 days, they were closed for 15 days in a row. Han Tian and others began to worry, but they didn't knock on the door. Fifteen days was nothing to the friars in the pulse expansion period.

Time passed in a hurry, and another fifteen days passed.

A month later, Han Tian and others couldn't help it.

Looking at the closed door of the wing room, the little guy worried, "Han Er Huo, will the little emperor be upset?"

The little girl squatted on the ground, staring straight at the door and said, "Han Er Huo, how can't my brother come out? It's been a month. I won't really follow sister Chu."

"Little girl, the little guy is not a human being. It's excusable to say that. It's really outrageous of you to talk nonsense with me. That guy thinks his life is more important than anything. How could he be short sighted?" Han Tian said with a black face.

"No, this handsome boy can't hold back, little guy, little girl, let's go, let's hit the door!"

Han Tian is still a little uneasy. He picks up his sleeve and is ready to break the door.

The three guys quickly rushed to the door of the room. They called out tentatively, but did not reply. Then they called several times in succession, but still did not reply. They were shocked.

Just when they were ready to break into the door, the door suddenly opened, and after a month's absence, the familiar figure finally appeared in front of them. However, they did not feel happy, but their looks changed greatly.

"Wutian, your hair..."

"Brother, how did your hair turn white?"

"Little Emperor..."

After a month's absence, Wu Tian's black hair has disappeared, replaced by a long snow-white hair, disorderly on the shoulders, looking haggard, but the eyes are very deep and silent.

There is nothing but indifference

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