Chapter 1217

"There's no choice. We've got into trouble."

In the calm sea, Luo Chuan looked at the distant figure and said faintly, "even if I kill him and his followers, the organization will continue to send people to me and even provoke their revenge. If you must get into trouble, the best situation is to maintain a good relationship with them for the time being."

Emperor Yao Yu was silent for a long time and nodded slowly: "this is the only way. In this way, you can at least avoid the trouble of making enemies at present. When your forces develop, you naturally don't have to be afraid of them."

"Fear? I'm not afraid. If I use the mysterious God of Tianmen and your help, I'll have a chance to kill the member outside Zhang in the sea. However, in this way, my identity as a monk of Tianmen will be exposed. What's more, I'm really interested in the mysterious God method of Mo Lou."

Luo Chuan looked at Yao Yu emperor inexplicably and said with a smile, "unexpectedly, you still care about me."

"Who cares about you? Don't be amorous. I don't care about you unless there are some congenital Xuan patterns on my body." Emperor Yao Yu turned his head and said coldly.

After reaching an agreement with Luo Chuan, Zhang took his followers to leave first. In their conversation, they also mentioned the king of the law of heaven. Fatian Daojun is a young friar who is taken care of in the Mo building. His teacher is also an elder of the Mo building. Zhang Yuanwai hopes to resolve the hatred between fatian Daojun and Luo Chuan.

However, Luo Chuan knows that it is so easy to dissolve the hatred of his wife's killing her son.

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There are volcanoes in the northeast of the mixed sea.

The volcano is not rooted at the bottom of the sea, but stands on a monster egg hundreds of miles across. Monster eggs are the eggs of sea backed sky turtles. After thousands of years of wind erosion and water invasion, they have now been petrified. They are floating on the sea surface in a strange way, but they are more stable than those continental islands extending and rising from the seabed. Only because this kind of sky backed turtle has an ancient path and has a unique pedigree.

It's hard to find a turtle with a back through the ages. One rebukes and one leads to the end of the world.

Carrying the morality of repelling and guiding the sky turtle is equivalent to being both poles at the same time. The same pole repels each other and the different pole attracts each other. It wants to hide wholeheartedly. It only needs to release the morality of repelling each other. Even the emperor is difficult to find.

Before the storm, the millions of turtle eggs that have been turned into volcano beach and placed in nine heaven and any place are rare spectacles. Unfortunately, the eggs have been petrified, and the essence has been completely sealed in the repulsion of morality. No one will try to absorb the essence from these fossils, and one can not absorb them. Secondly, no one knows what the consequences will be.

The fiery gravel is scattered in the scorching night wind. When it reaches the highest point, the silver dragon bursts, and the magic brilliance of the gun tip is like a rainstorm pear blossom, bursting in the gravel!

Boom!

The sea water twitched, lifted and churned, and the wave surged ten miles away with the force of the gun, smashing a reef island with a radius of half a mile.

In front of the volcanic beach, the young man stabbed out one gun after another and practiced the gun path.

His gun, his eyes, his every cry, broke out with all his strength, as if venting something.

After leaving Tiannan region, as master wandered through the nine heaven world where immortals and demons were rampant, he looked back on his father who was extremely respected when he was a child. The way of dominating guns that he once admired was not even comparable to the second rate method of a small sect, let alone the top methods taught by master. But Zhuang Zhou never gave up practicing the gun one day. As long as the silver gun was in hand, he felt that his father who was far away in Tiannan was beside him. From small to large, the gun was his first pursuit. No matter how many people told him that practicing the gun had no future, Zhuang Zhou would never give up.

Not far behind Zhuang Zhou, a cold young man smaller than him sat on the ground and threw him away bored. He looked at Zhuang Zhou from time to time. His eyes were full of fun, disdain and a touch of sympathy.

I don't know how many times I practiced. Until I was exhausted, Zhuang Zhoufang took the gun, turned around and walked to Prince Tianhai.

The mood on Li'er's face converged and became silly again.

"Li'er, why is it so difficult to like a person?"

When he came to Prince Tianhai, Zhuang Zhou inserted the silver gun into the gravel and sighed.

Li'er drew circles on the ground with one hand, with a silly smile on his face, while the other hand grabbed stones and hit sand crabs. He had a good time.

"I know you don't understand, but I can't find anyone to talk about except you, younger martial brother." Zhuang Zhou sat next to Li'er, holding his head in one hand and stroking Li'er's head in the other hand, looking into the distance: "I know that there is a big gap between us. Logically, I shouldn't like it... But Li'er, I just can't help liking it. What do you think I should do?"

Li'er was touched by Zhuang Zhou, and his whole body was hairy, goose bumps, drooping his head, and thick resentment and disdain flashed in his eyes.

... just like it, you idiot! You just like it but don't say it. Come and touch my head! What is this!

... it's covered by Luo Chuan, a cheap master. No one dares to like it. The gap is too big... You shouldn't like... Do you... You shouldn't be... You shouldn't like master!

Li'er shivered subconsciously and moved aside quietly. Zhuang Zhou talked endlessly. When it came to emotion, he hugged Li'er in his arms and vomited bitterness.

In desperation, Li'er had to smash sand crabs. Before long, thousands of sand crabs had died in his hands. At this moment, he had thought of hundreds of ways to kill and throw away the annoying senior brother, but after thinking about it, he couldn't hide them from Shifu, so he had to give up.

"She's in the Tao Lun state, but I only have the baby state... Plus... Hey, there's no possibility between us!"

Zhuang Zhou pretended to be Lao Cheng and sighed, his eyes confused.

Young people don't know the taste of worry. Once they really worry, they have to worry for a long time.

Fortunately, fortunately... Li'er breathed a sigh of relief, no longer rejected Zhuang Zhou's intimacy, secretly thought about his lover, the cheap senior brother, and soon had the answer.

"Is it her..."

Li'er sneered. If it was her, it would be really difficult.

At this time, about 20 young friars were transferred from behind a volcanic rock. The friars of these young friars were the lowest level 2, and the first three had Guixu Level 2 friars. At their age, if they can have such accomplishments, their birth will never be low.

"Oh, isn't this the first and second disciple of Luo giant? Brother Zhuang, I happened to pass by. I was careless just now. It seems that I heard something I shouldn't listen to."

"Brother Zhuang already has a sweetheart. Aren't you the eldest disciple of the noble Luo giant? How many women in the world want to curry favor but can't. do you like... Your master's woman?"

"Hahaha, brother Zhuang, brother Zhuang, you're wrong. How can you like your martial mother? It's treacherous!"

Seeing this group of people appear, Zhuang Zhou pulls up Li'er and wants to leave.

But when the last word came, Zhuang Zhou's footsteps suddenly stagnated, his face showed anger, turned and shouted, "shut up! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"We're talking nonsense?" a tall and thin friar, who was led by him, raised his mouth slightly and said sarcastically, "we heard you say before that you like someone you shouldn't like. Tut Tut, you're a disciple of Luochuan. With such an overbearing master, what else can you dare to be a disciple? Unless... It's a matter of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors."

"I don't want to argue with you today. But if you slander like this again, I don't mind giving you a lesson."

Zhuang Zhou held a gun in his right hand, intentionally or unintentionally protecting Li'er beside him.

In the face of the three geniuses of the breaking wave immortal city who have more than 20 accomplishments above him, Zhuang Zhou shot one by one, his body was as stable as a mountain, his face was fearless and his eyes were cold.

The young friars in the breaking wave fairy city were restrained by Zhuang Zhou's momentum and reacted in an instant.

"Zhuang Zhou, don't scare us."

Another young friar Guixu second class looked at Prince Tianhai behind Zhuang Zhou and sneered: "Hunhai, who doesn't know that your master Luo giant is overbearing, but his apprentice's eyes are unique. The second apprentice is a fool and the third apprentice is waste wood. How can you be better as a big disciple? Hehe, if you really have the courage, you'll have a fight with us and let us see your master's style."

"Don't slander my master!"

Zhuang Zhou was so angry that his chest fluctuated slightly. It was hard to calm his mood. Thinking of what the man said to him, he took a deep breath and held back his anger: "I won't fight you."

With that, Zhuang Zhou pulled up Li'er and walked back.

"Why? Don't you dare? Don't worry, we won't deceive you. My younger martial brother Sun Ping is also the second level of infanticide like you. You can compare it with the previous move." the young friar GUI Xu said with a smile, and his eyes were full of abuse and ridicule: "Isn't it true that, as rumored, your master Luo Chuan's vision is so bad that even his disciples are not confident in themselves? Really, as long as you publicly admit that your Zhuang Zhou is not as good as the disciples of the same generation of Beihai sanzong, we'll let you go."

Zhuang Zhou continued to walk forward. His anger and suffocation were like a raging storm. One position after another hit his state of mind.

The young man is hot-blooded, and Zhuang Zhou is the same. He was a man without a city government. If someone insulted his master like this in other places, no matter who the other party is, he would have done it long ago.

But this is the wave breaking city in the north of the mixed sea. The disciples of Wuxin sect, Kunlun sect and Jibei sect came to challenge. The three sects of Beihai, one emperor and one tyrant, are the latter.

As master is not around, Zhuang Zhou, as master's eldest disciple, must consider a lot, such as their situation in breaking waves city. And she also said, don't get into trouble if you don't get into trouble right now. His master has made great plans. It's one of them to get into trouble for master, and it's also dangerous for them.

Therefore, Zhuang Zhou could only swallow his anger. He didn't want to ignore the ways of those great forces, or be caught by the forces of breaking wave city to deal with his master.

"Brother Zhuang, don't hurry. I'm Sun Ping, ask brother Zhuang for advice."

With a smile, a young friar in his twenties snatched out of the crowd and jumped at Zhuang Zhou with a flying sword.