What the hell was he thinking?
It’s agreed that there will be no more ties. Just cut off the ties and keep the disciples together.
Isn’t all this what he has been waiting for for a long time?
I’m not willing to come here again?
Liu Changyuan’s heart sank and he deeply forgot Xiao Jing’s eyes were dark.
In a short while, he raised his left hand and gently touched Xiao Jing’s side face with a small finger tip fretting in every possible way.
At the moment, his fingertips were crisp and numb, and his heart beat faster.
Deep true gentleman is arrogant, and the sword statue is confused.
He was in a state of confusion, and his weak will was swallowed up by the sudden recovery of the deep-buried demons.
It happened that the fall of the body thousands of miles away by the tide of love was already a precipice, and the knowledge of the gods quickly returned.
Before disappearing, Liu Changyuan’s demon confrontation split a gap in the abode of fairies and immortals in a waking moment.
"Teacher younger brother-"
Shouting comes from afar and disappears into the world.
Moment Xiao Jing suddenly got up and wiped a cold sweat.
"He was scared to death," said Tong. "It’s a good thing that his gods left."
Xiao Jing exhaled a foul breath and vomited, "I have to apply for work-related injury identification once again."
That was a close call. He was almost wiped clean.
After leaving the abode of fairies and immortals, Xiao Jing saw the light of day again, and his reiki worked freely, and his leg injury was not worth mentioning.
Zaitong urged him to gallop away in one direction.
At the same time, in the dark cave
Liu Changyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his mood fluctuated violently, his chest was heavy and stuffy, and his strong offensive severely bit the tip of his tongue.
With a wave of his sleeve, he suddenly got up and his eyes penetrated the layers of obstacles in the night and hurried in one direction.
His younger brother was injured and trapped in the abode of fairies and immortals, asking him for help in life and death.
Xiao Jing is asking for help …
Does he hurt badly? Will he … Will he die?
No! No way!
Liu Changyuan dared not think again, and the speed suddenly accelerated, like a flash that cut through the heavy night, and there was a momentum forward.
His chest was throbbing with pain, and his knowledge was chaotic in love poison.
However, he dare not and can’t fall.
It’s … It’s a friendship with the same family. Let the master rest assured that he has to bring Xiao Jing back to Zongmen.
All this is out of the same family.
Liu Changyuan said over and over again that he was wearing the moonlight breath of cool thin and gradually became cold, and the magic lines on his forehead became more and more clear.
They used to practice brotherhood together; Drifting away again, feeling bad blood.
At the moment, they are far apart, but they are going in both directions.
Xiao Jing is finished, the protagonist is going to be possessed, and later he will be poor in the future.
Lu Changyuan, hold on! Hold on! He’ll come at once!
In the vast secret land, two white lights passed away and approached gradually in the land where people were interested.
The bitter wind and frost wet the hair tips.
Xiao Jing was anxious for fear of being late.
Suddenly, he looked across the mountains and was shocked. "Lu Changyuan is here!"
Tong was incredulous and asked, "How do you know?"
"a feeling"
Unified "…" The wind blows the sixth sense?
Xiao Jing is hard to say clearly that it is a mysterious and mysterious feeling, but he knows very well that Lu Changyuan is coming.
He swooped down like a thunder, galloping in the dark, and the wind swept across his skirt.
A little while, two white lights are facing each other in the middle.
"It’s really the protagonist’s attack!"
Apparently, the other side also found his trail.