Chapter 1149

Lawyer an came to Lao Dao. To be honest, in this case, lawyer an, who is good at creating conditions without licking and also needs to lick, was also a bit blind. Basically There is no lower opening.

He didn't even dare to be too close to Lao Dao. Heaven knows if Lao Dao can't control himself suddenly under the condition of obvious mental disorder?

This should be done at will,

Wang An, a new equal,

pawn.

Lao Dao's eyes are a little confused. It seems that he can't see things clearly. He has to make his face close to the painting.

At last,

Lao Dao suddenly clapped his hands on the scroll, and the whole man stepped back several steps.

In his eyes, the color of struggle began to appear.

All of this was accepted by lawyer an. At this moment, he even felt that he was witnessing history.

Even though he has already ascended the throne, to be honest, at least in this library, lawyer an doesn't feel that his status and identity have any substantial changes.

Outside the library, there is still a plaque of "listen to others as I hear them". He is still the housekeeper of the library.

He is still carefully serving the big owners of the study.

At present, the big boss who just funded himself is obviously abnormal.

Fu Jun,

should have been the image of white clothes and elegant demeanor. His body is full of confidence!

He didn't look up to his ancestors and thought that they were just dead wood lying on the foundation of the early ancestors;

he didn't look up to the underground, and thought that he was too naive;

he couldn't see too much,

even in the face of the desperate Xuanyuan sword,

he dared to plan his mind to drill that space for thousands of years!

However,

at this time,

in the eyes of Fujun, in addition to self-confidence, there are more confusion, more anxiety, more guilt, more doubts and other emotions.

Because of one, it is pure;

because of many, it is messy.

People's eyes, as well, the eyes of the prince of the mansion, began to become turbid.

Lawyer an sipped his lips, but did not dare to say anything. He did not know what he should say now.

Mingming mansion has achieved great success. Mingming has dodged under Xuanyuan sword. Mingming has said that when he becomes equal king, he will become equal king.

But how can we see it more and more negative?

At this time, lawyer an has no doubt that if Fu Junda sends a "I don't want to live" in this image on social software, it will definitely attract a lot of people's attention, because no matter from the look to the details, even the Oscar Movie emperor can't perform this kind of deep-rooted disregard.

When the Taoist priest raised his arms,

but when he opened his eyes again,

all around,

no one in the study, nor the setting of the study, he was standing in an attic.

The attic is lit with incense, which brings people deep memories.

There is a picture on the wall beside Lao Dao. Everyone in the picture is like a fairyland.

This is his ancestors.

There was a smile on the corner of Lao Dao's mouth,

especially when he saw that several ancestors who were close to him had come out of the painting and scolded him,

his smile began to become more brilliant.

Finally, when his eyes fell on the first picture of a figure, he saw the first generation in the picture, and he was laughing just like himself.

The Taoist priest stopped laughing.

he put up his smile and began to look serious. Then he bowed down and bowed down.

When the old road straightened up, the attic began to burn, and the flames were running everywhere.

The Taoist priest didn't pay attention to it, so he stood here and looked at it quietly. He watched the fire devour everything here. When the fire reached its peak, everything around him disappeared again.

In front of it, there is a Buddha lotus. On the Buddha lotus, there is a common cassock and a mask.

"Shengtian, back again?"

The old Taoist asked jokingly.

In fact, the answer really doesn't matter, because it can't come back.

This situation is nothing more than self talk.

However, as the last prince, his sensibility has surpassed his rationality and occupied the mainstream of his heart at this time, which is really an unimaginable thing.

"Now, haven't you lifted the mask?"

"Opened."

The voice of the underground resounds from behind the old road.The old Taoist turned around and saw the Tibet standing behind him. There was no mask on his face.

"I said, is the sky beautiful?"

Lao Dao asked again.

Hideki nodded. "It's beautiful."

"Haha, it's a pity that I didn't take a look."

Bodhisattva nodded again, "I'm really sorry."

"But I am still alive, but you are gone!

I can still exist, and you can only appear in my mind! "

On his ordinary face, he still has a peaceful smile. Facing the words of the Taoist priest, he still nods:

"yes."

"Ha ha, ha ha ha!"

Lao Dao laughed again.

However,

hideout turns around at this time, and in front of it, there is a boundless void, and in this void, there is beginning to appear a ray of devastating light.

"Life is to meet."

"Oh."

"You know, the scenery there is really beautiful."

Lao Dao clenched his fists.

He raised his head abruptly. In his eyes,

there was a purple thunderbolt flashing:

"the thunderbolt washed his eyes and cleaned my platform!"

In a flash,

the Bodhisattva in front of him began to twist and tear.

Next,

the images are destroyed as soon as they appear or before.

Lao Dao's eyes are always up, up, up, as if the unstoppable thunder pierces all this vanity!

Finally,

the dust settles,

four weeks,

there is no extra color,

there is only pure white.

In this upper position,

a sword,

hangs there,

just hangs on the top of the old road!

"Ha ha, ha ha ha!"

Lao Dao's expression is distorted directly.

it's like you are trying your best to solve and kill your opponent. After you think everything is successful, you find that it is still on your head.

At this time,

what you feel,

is anger,

is despair,

and,

weakness.

Lao Dao's body slowly bends down.

The sword is still high and there is no change, but just like boss Zhou at present, only those who are qualified to be found by the sword can clearly feel the depression of despair and suffocation that the sword can bring to people!

It's not a ghost, but it can pester you more than a ghost!

However,

just then,

Lao Dao's body slowly stood up again. On his body, masses of purple flames began to burn.

His body began to rise, his eyes began to be pure again.

He is a prince,

he is the son of heaven,

he despises his ancestors,

he is confident, he is strong, he thinks he can do anything!

Outside, in the study room, lawyer an is also keen to find the old man standing still in front of him. The turbidity in his eyes is beginning to become clear, and the temperament of the whole person is changing abruptly.

This is a person in the face of the blow, in a short depression, stand up again.

Lawyer an felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

the end of the boss is uncertain, or even There is little life.

If there's something wrong with the prince, he can't sit on the throne of the equal king.

…………

And in consciousness, the old way has come to the same height as the sword.

He stood up,

he did not yield,

he conquered fear, torture and himself,

his hand,

began to grasp the sword.

He is going to take this sword down. He is going to take this sword Erase!

However,

Lao Dao reached for the sword's hand,

went directly through the sword.

Lao Dao's eyes were shocked.

It's not a real Xuanyuan sword,

actually, it has already been cut down. It has been cut to the underground, and the underground has become its own ghost.

It's not Xuanyuan sword, it's not, it's false

In front of the Xuanyuan sword body, there are two lovely images of little monkeys. They are looking around with curious eyes, looking at own.

Lao Dao's hand, subconsciously stretched out again, he wanted to touch their heads.However,

the old hand,

once again from this sword and the image inside it,

has passed through.

The old way,

is silent.

……………………

Finally, after waiting for about an hour, lawyer an finally saw the Taoist move.

His eyes are no longer cloudy.

Just when lawyer an was surprised to think that Fu Jun had stood up again,

Lao Dao turned around and looked at the surrounding environment, saying that it was really just a look, because in his eyes, there was no souvenir and nothing to give up.

Lawyer an really felt his insignificance at the moment. He really couldn't understand what these big people were thinking all day long!

Naturally, Lao Dao didn't care about lawyer an standing next to him. Instead, he took a step and walked back to the painting.

This painting, can hang on this wall, its price is not heavy.

After all, in order to let it hang here, I spent the price of a hellish throne.

Lao Dao stood in front of the painting,

his hand,

put it on the painting.

In the painting,

there are mountains and waters, beautiful scenery, green bamboo forest, flourishing flowers and plants;

only,

all the time,

is lack of vitality, because there are no living things in the painting.

At this time,

lawyer an's eyes widened sharply,

he saw that in the painting, where the old man's fingers touched, a man in a wide sleeved white robe appeared, in the man's hand, still holding a pot of wine.

Its long hair, flutters in the wind, the clothing flutters, cannot say the romantic freehand.

Behind the man, there are two small black shadows, which are getting bigger and bigger. They are clearly two little monkeys.

A red buttocks, a more robust some hair is yellow.

Two monkeys, one holding the wine jar and the other holding the paper fan, followed the man in white.

Finally,

the picture is fixed, and the whole picture that was originally lack of vitality,

after the appearance of the man and the monkey,

becomes lively in an instant.

The old Taoist standing in front of the scroll suddenly swayed and fell to the ground with a thump.

"Squeak"!! "

The little monkey, who had no response to the old way before, now jumped into the old way's arms excitedly.

"Ouch, ouch, er Di's mother, er's head, it really hurts..."

The eyes of all the people in the study fell on the Taoist priest in an instant. A familiar feeling came back.

"Yo Yo, good, don't make trouble, grandpa has a headache and a headache."

Lao Dao slowly raised his head as he rubbed the monkey's hairy head.

he first looked around and saw everyone. Finally, he looked at lawyer an and laughed: "ha ha ha, lawyer an, you know what? I just had a long dream. I dreamed that I was the emperor and I gave you the title of king. You are tall He was so excited that he kept kowtowing to his forehead.

Ha ha ha, you say it's funny or not;

alas, it's a pity that you wake up in a dream and don't really make you a prince. "

Lao Dao looks very sorry, because he knows how addicted lawyer an is.

Lawyer an took a deep breath, then vomited out heavily, and then squatted down beside the old man.

He took out the cigarette, bit one in his mouth and lost one to the Taoist priest,

said:

"it's OK, just wake up, just wake up."