Martial God Conqueror

Chapter 1107: Feeling the same

Chapter 1107: Empathy.

The woman stands on the face, the ultra-dusty face, the ethereal eyes like the stars flashing, looking at the sky somewhere, daze for a long time, until the night falls, this is slightly raised, the red lips mouth micro-microwave, muttering: "You don't tell me, do you think I really can't know..."

When the voice fell, the woman's hand was condensed, wrapped in a rune, and then out of the chest, with a touch of faint golden blood spitting from the red lips.

"Hey..."

This blood package rune is not ordinary blood, or blood.

The blood was wrapped in the palm of the hand and then wrapped on the eyebrows. As the handprints condensed, a rune of light in the woman's eyebrows rushed out, and a glare broke out on the night peak.

"Hula..."

The large runes are undulating in the light, and the space is 哗 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 啦 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

This ray is like a moon, and it’s like a glimpse of the sun.

But in the light, there are terrible fluctuations and incomparable breath finally entwined, and finally, just like before the mountain, opened a void like a picture...

Inside the picture, it was a small town on the edge of a small town. A teenager was ridiculed and ridiculed by a young man.

Then the young man sat alone on the barren hill, endured all ridicule and sarcasm, and occasionally smiled, revealing the ignorance and indifference of ridicule and ridicule.

The youngster grows up, occasionally with a white-haired old man, who shuttles through the mountains and slaps the fish to reveal the pure smile.

Under the ancient stone tablets, the young people realized what they were doing, and the depths of the mountains were held by them. The crisis was heavy and the gold-winged Dapeng secret bones were finally obtained.

Into the city of Lanling, into the Tianwu Academy, the dark forest, all the way to the sinister, all the way to hone.

The stone dragon empire, not a king, first smashed the king, the young king became a king!

The Tianwu Academy was destroyed, the young boy was angry, and the sword was opened to kill, and then he entered the ancient Tianzong.

Within the picture, the scene is changing rapidly. The boy’s life appears in front of the woman’s eyes, letting the woman follow the picture of the picture and frowning, sometimes smiling, sometimes distressed, even crying, letting tears pass across the cheek.

Her tears, how many people in this world can see.

There is no empathy in the world, but at this moment, the woman can feel it, as if the scene is integrated into the soul, the true empathy.

In the familiar place, the boy grew up into a youth. In this familiar place, he also made a lot of troubles and was surrounded by countless strong people.

Above the void, the youth floated and stood, the golden eyes were sharp and sharp, and the sword was pointed. He said: You just want the heart, you are just afraid that my sister and my mother don't want my heart!

After that, the wide sword in the hands of the purple robe youth slowly put down, sighing slightly and looking at the sky.

In the gaze of the picture, the woman can now feel the silent anger of the young man, helplessness, worry, and thoughts...

"My sister, although I have not seen it before, but she is my sister, how can I not save it, why do you need to be so deceive me!"

"First, I want my sister to be with my mother and sister."

"Second, I want to 'not get the wood.'"

The youth voice echoed in the picture, and in the end there was disappointment, loss, and complexity.

Then he whispered something, and the corner of his mouth outlined a bitter smile.

Looking at the sky around him, he was silent for a while, like a daze.

"Mother, sister, I think, we will not see this life after all. I have too many unwillingness, too many things have not been done, Master's entrustment, the expectations of the tribes, I am unwilling, sad, sister, you later Finish it for me, okay..."

The woman faintly seems to be able to hear, the young man is talking.

It hurts, it hurts, it is an indescribable pain!

Listening to the words of the purple robe youth, the woman burst into tears and could not tell whether it was illusory or true at the moment, sobbing softly, and waved to stop: "No, no..."

But the purple robe youth couldn't stop it. His body jumped out of golden light, and the golden light, the cracked meat, once again penetrated the pale golden blood, like the flesh to explode.

With Jin Mang from the body to infiltrate, the position of the purple robe youth chest is even more direct cracking...

Jinguang Dou shot, accompanied by the mysterious pattern, has the supreme pressure to spread.

"Sister, you have to be good, for my parents to be filial, to protect the tribe for me!"

The purple robe youth voice fell, the right hand like a claw inserted into the crack of his chest, accompanied by glare of golden light...

"Mother, sister, I want to see you, I want a family reunion, but I can't do it after all, forgive me..."

Drinking and rolling, thundering and resounding, a pale gold and **** red heart, then appeared in the palm of the purple robe youth.

This heart, beating vigorously, is like a drum, spreading the glow, showing a vibrant, terrible breath impacting the sky...

"Oh la la..."

At this moment, the blood of the purple robe youth chest is splashing, the blood is pale gold, crystal clear and translucent, but it looks so beautiful, like the last beautiful...

The blood in the chest of the youth is like a note, but the face is smiling.

At this moment, the woman's chest, a heart beating and beating, seems to want to get out of the body.

Pain, severe pain, heart is like a knife.

Then wait for the pain of the heart, feel the same!

Tears and tears across the cheeks.

"Brother don't, don't..."

The women in the green skirt have already had blood red, and the body is shaking, and they can no longer bear it.

But the mysterious pattern was dissipated and the picture disappeared in the air.

"Hey..."

The woman squirted a mouthful of blood, and the petite body then fell from the air.

"Hey……"

The sigh came out, and the figure of the old man appeared, and the woman in the green skirt was supported in the void, and the face of the pleats was helpless, and the sighs were endless.

"Old age, why are you doing this, why do you kill my brother..."

The woman's petite body trembled, at the moment, somehow, the weakness reached the extreme, and then passed out.

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In the ancient Tianzong, the blue sky and the blue night sky, the moon is empty, the moon is like a white knife.

On the barren hill, the young man in front of the stone tablet suddenly trembled in the chest, and looked up for it. The closed eyes suddenly opened, and two of the eyes were shot in the eye. In this night, lightning flashed into the sky.

"boom!"

At the same time, in the meantime, on the ancient stone monument, the intricate cracks in the original faintness began to overflow.

The crack cracked rapidly and the entire barren hill was shaken at this time.

"Hey..."

The speed of the cracking of the stone monument is getting faster and faster. The cracks of the ancient stone monument are getting bigger and bigger, and the light that spreads out in the crack is more and more dazzling. It is like a light curtain shrouded in the purple robe youth.

"Booming..."

Then the entire ancient stone monument suddenly cracked and turned into a pile of gravel powder.

At the same time, the barren hills above the two peaks began to crack, and finally they were turned into gravel sand in the ground and shaken, falling from the two towering peaks.

In the great movement, I was awakened by countless breaths.

"Whizzing……"

In the ancient Tianzong area, there were a lot of figures coming from the sky, and then it was the first time to come here, and the figure is still growing.

Under the moonlight, the barren hills and stone monuments in front of them are all broken into gravel. All eyes look at the purple-robed youth who have opened their eyes in the air, and their eyes are different.

At this moment, the purple robe youth stood still and looked at the sky. In addition to the twinkles, there was a flash of fineness. In addition, everything was still sluggish.

"What happened to the younger brother, it seems that something is wrong!"

In the far air, an old man with an ancient sword behind him looked at the purple robe youth, showing some strange colors.

"It seems that something is wrong, but I can't say it!"

The ancient Qing Yang light road, his eyes are also slightly condensed at this moment, looking at the disciples who have been silent for two years, has been worried about it.

"The younger brother will not be enchanted."

Suddenly, the old man of the back sword moved, looking at the purple robe youth, the faint breath, let him tremble, the breath is very violent.

It is said that the elders of the ancient Qing dynasty are also trembled, and their eyes are more and more worried.

"I am going to see the younger brother!"

The old man spoke, and then the figure swept out.

"Be careful." Gu Qingyang said to the old man.

"Master, I will be careful."

The old man was moved, and it was rare for Master to have such care for him.

"I am asking you to be careful of your younger brother, not to affect your younger brother." Gu Qingyang said unceremoniously to the old man.

"I know……"

The old man’s touched color suddenly disappeared. Then he looked at Gu Qingyang’s elders helplessly and nodded. Some grievances whispered: “The same is an apprentice, this treatment is too different.”

"Hey..."

In the mouth, the old man figured out, and went close to Du Shaoyan, and his face gradually became fascinated.

"what……"

The closer it is, the more surprised the old man is. The purple robe youth clearly has no breath fluctuations, but at this moment it is a sense of uneasiness.

The breath is like the ancestor of the eternal soldier, like a sword like a stick like a knife...

The breath was fierce and unmatched. At this moment, the purple robe youth stood quietly.

But the whole person gives the impression that it is like a silent soldier, like a depressing volcano, ready to break out.