Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 73 Luoshui has a god, choosing between sorrows and sorrows
"Ahead is the strange land mentioned in the boasting letter."

The old man Tianjian explained to Ren Pingsheng with a solemn expression.

"Is it in front?"

For some reason, Ren Shengsheng's expression fluctuated violently when he said this, but the old man Tianjian had been paying attention to the front and didn't notice it.

Struggling to regain some consciousness and looking up at the fantastic scenery ahead, Hong Chenxue had a complicated expression. Is this the root cause of his father's death?
The father of fantasy!

Still waiting to take a closer look, the oppressive force belonging to the formation surged from all over the sky and the earth, making her unable to breathe. She saw that her father noticed the movement here.

Hong Chenxue no longer resisted, allowing her consciousness to subside, her thoughts to disperse, and she returned to her original state.

"Lonely and scattered and drunk for thousands of years, the other side drinks the yellow spring, drunk is so chic, awake is so lonely!"

Under the setting sun, Ren Shengsheng drank a lot of wine, his expression full of intoxication, confusion, and abjection.

"Brother Yi, if you want to practice Jiu Xiao Su Han, just tell me."

"Why did you lie to me!"

"Who do you think I am? Is brotherhood so cheap?"

"I think when I was 17 years old..."

Whispering is an intoxicated person, but also an intoxicated heart.

Witnessing with his own eyes that his righteous brother secretly went to find Kua Huan's father behind his back, this incident dealt a particularly severe blow to Ren Pingsheng, it was enough to break his tenacious heart and make him sink completely.

Time passed, and as the appointed time approached, Ren Pingsheng became more and more negative, drinking and getting drunk all day long.

"Hey!"

Youyou sighed softly, Hongchenxue woke up, her brows and eyes were full of complex colors, she never thought that her uncle was in such pain back then.

Only when you are on the scene can you feel the sense of desperation of being deceived. Brothers who were originally brothers who swam with each other and lived and died, but now they are behind their backs and plotting.

It's true. At the beginning, I watched the situation from the sidelines, and there was nothing wrong with it. Now that I'm in it, from my uncle's perspective, I can't help complaining to my father.

Stepping past, fingertips slid across the slowly flowing stream in front of me, looking at the reflection in the reflection that was not as chic and heroic as before.Hong Chenxue couldn't help touching her thin cheeks and stroking her pale forehead.

His brows and eyes were bloodshot, but his eyes were filled with deep disappointment, even despair. His fingertips crossed the surface of the water and entered the water.

A bone-chilling chill hit my heart, and I couldn't help but shudder. It had been a long time, it had not been this cold for a long time.

He tightened his clothes, touched the wetness left by his fingertips, brushed his face, and cleaned up the depraved appearance.

"Uncle, you chose to escape at the beginning, and regretted it all day long, living in fear!"

"Now, if you don't want to choose and run away, why don't you let me choose for you!"

As she said that, Hong Chenxue showed a look of determination between her eyebrows and walked towards the direction of the sunrise.

As Hong Chenxue's determination fell, the world began to change instantly, and the characters who originally belonged to the main story line got out of control and walked out of the original story line.

During the operation of the formation, a sense of stagnation naturally appeared, which belonged to the spontaneous constriction power of the formation, which was converted into the thunder and fury of this world, and struck down towards the suspension.

"Lingbo is misty and steady, the clouds are cold and the moon is deep, and the snowflakes turn into fragrant dust. Fight for the beauty and drink, and be the master of Fangfei."

"Let's look to the mountains and rivers for scenery, why bother to fight for fame? Bamboo sticks and straw sandals are lighter than horses, and the sky and the earth are boundless. Let me go."

A voice as clear and beautiful as the stunning beauty of a city, a look at the city, and then a look at the country, whispering softly, it is a lifetime of youth.

One sound is as clear and clear as a landscape, one word resists the wind and rain, one word is chaotic, and the words are clear, it is a world.

At this moment, above Ren Pingsheng's figure floated a beautiful shadow that was unsurpassed in the prosperity of the world.

Wenxiu elegant, beautiful as a flower, the master of Yiqing Jiangshan Tower, the master of Yinliu Zuo Shanfeng, Luoshen Yinghongxue.

The sky thunders, the wind and thunder change color, the sky and the earth are furious, the rain is drizzling at dusk, the setting sun is like blood, a sense of black clouds overwhelming the city and the city is about to be destroyed, oppressing and hitting the bottom of my heart.

Fear, fear, trembling, and trembling gradually permeated the whole body. Ren Pingsheng's body began to tremble, but he still seemed to be moving forward without knowing it, with firm and persistent steps.

Stepping on the weeds on the side of the road, making a click, click sound.

Rumble!
The sound of thunder resounded, a bright light streaked across the sky, and the purple-black lightning reflected the dark night, just like thunder punishing the world, punishing the world.

The confused eyes suddenly dodged a little, as if shocked by the power of the thunderbolt, hesitating and at a loss.

Seeing that Ren Pingsheng seemed to be waking up, Ying Hongxue waved her hand immediately, and the Danfeng sword pierced through the air, with the momentum of the sword swinging, the shadows of the sword all over the sky went straight for the traces of the sky.

The thunder suddenly dissipated, but Ying Hongxue's phantom began to dim a bit, his chest heaved, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a bright red glowed.

The persistence in his eyes became even worse, he stepped forward and continued to move forward, the thunder had dissipated, but the dark clouds were denser, and suddenly a strong wind blew up, surrounding him all his life.

Her sword seemed to have completely enraged the heavens, and the thunder suddenly slashed down in a more violent way than before.

Everything before his eyes was filled with purple lightning and thunder, and a world of purple light completely enveloped Ying Hongxue.

"kill!"

Ladies and gentlemen, at this moment, although Ying Hongxue is the God of Luo, she is like a God of War, slaying fiercely, heading straight to the sky.

The majestic sword intent swayed out, the Danfeng sword seemed to turn into a phantom, Ren Pingsheng closed his eyes tightly, and let Yinghongxue do it.

Suddenly, a red light suddenly appeared in the sky, strange and charming like blood, but it ended as tragically as sad clouds.

A red light suddenly appeared, directly aimed at Ren Pingsheng, but in an instant, it entered Ren Pingsheng's mind from the center of his eyebrows.

Silence, sudden silence enveloped the surrounding area, followed by thunder, Ren Pingsheng suddenly began to struggle violently, his closed eyes began to twitch.

"what!"

With a roar of pain and despair, Ying Hongxue was helpless, but determined, unwilling to give up, and the Danfeng sword swirled, reaching for the sky.

"Uncle!"

The cry of Lihun is like the farewell in the sunset when I was a child, whispering in the whisper, it is the most beloved Xue'er in the past.

She is also the thorn in the eyes of the sworn brother. How can you bear to hurt her, and how can you hurt her.

No, I can't, the outstretched hand began to shake, and the severe pain in the head began.Ren Pingsheng's body trembled violently, as if there was a struggle in his heart.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and his expression was ferocious. For a while, he showed pity and smiled, and for a while, he was ferocious like revenge and determination. After a long time, it seemed like a moment, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and his expression gradually calmed down.

Ying Hongxue's phantom dimmed more and more, and after discovering the peaceful Ren Pingsheng with a miserable expression on his face, a faint smile appeared.

"Hehe! Uncle!"

Deep in the memory, the cry that had been forgotten long ago was full of warmth this time, and there was a touch of attachment in the affectionate tenderness.

　Ask for a ticket! ,,,,,, big guys

　　
　
(End of this chapter)