[Comprehensive] Yinglong

Time, like a runaway wild horse, keeps running forward, never looking back.Well, to put it another way in terms of literature and art, time flies, like a white horse passing by, and quicksand between fingers.

It has been three years, how time flies, Wen Renbai, who is huddled in the corner of the first floor of the Sutra Library and can see the gate, squinted at the sunshine outside and sighed.

Three years is not long or short, but it is only three springs and autumns, but it is enough for Wen Renbai to write barely recognizable characters and read all the books in Zangshuge by the way.In the same way, three years had allowed the little girl who obediently followed her through the Taiyi Immortal Path to grow into the slim and charming appearance she is today.

Tsk tsk, it is said that women's colleges have changed in the eighteenth century, and they become more and more beautiful. The ancients do not deceive me. Wenren Bai Anran, who is visited by his beautiful and cute little girl every now and then, just stays in the corner and enjoys it with a book Often the envious and jealous eyes of the brothers and sisters want to abduct my girl, so let's go through my level first.

Having said that, why do these brats grow up so fast as if they were on hormones?Wenrenbai, who was nestled in the corner, stared coldly at one of the juniors who was not as tall as him before but now is half a head taller than him. That seems to be a disciple of Uncle Xuanzhen.

Time is our greatest enemy. It can make old people happy like children, and it can also make children grow old. He never changes but is the most changeable. But why, when everyone is pushed toward When walking forward, why was I abandoned in place alone?

Wen Renbai looked at the Qionghua disciples coming and going outside, feeling jealous and resentful from the bottom of his heart.He is jealous of those lives that can enjoy everything, he resents the existence that pushes him into the abyss, the dead are jealous of the living, and he wants to pull all living lives into the same situation as him.He knew that he was sick, and he knew that he was on the verge of collapse, just like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time, it only needed to be hit lightly at the right time, and it would erupt and swallow everything in an instant.

"Brother Weiyang, you really should come out and move around more. You are always sitting here without moving. It is impossible for your body to become healthy no matter what. See, your hands are always so cold." Xiao Ru's voice suddenly rang in my ear , successfully brought the dazed Wen Renbai back to his senses.

Suddenly withdrawing the hand that was held by Xiaoru, Wen Renbai's voice did not fluctuate: "Junior Sister Jingzhi, remember to call me Senior Brother Xulan." He took a probing look at the girl who had begun to grow into a young girl. Whether it was intentional or unintentional to grab his wrist, or since when, you also learned to hide from me.

"But to me, you will always be Xiaoru's brother Weiyang." Xiaoru stuck out her tongue with a cute smile on her face, "The phoenix flowers in the shade of drunken flowers in the back mountain are blooming again, brother Weiyang will accompany Xiaoru Let's go."

Wen Renbai doesn't like phoenix flowers, although the flowers have a warm color that can almost make people feel burning. As people describe, "the leaves are like the feathers of the phoenix, and the flowers are like the crown of the phoenix", and his world has only one piece. Pale.As for the flower language of the phoenix flower, it even has the meaning of parting and longing, and he doesn't like this meaning.But he looked seriously at the grown up girl and nodded, saying:

"it is good."

The strange purple translucent curved mask firmly covers the cirrus head, and from time to time there are some snake-like lightnings swimming back and forth on the mask, colliding with each other, giving people an ominous feeling.And within the mask, a thing made up of tall pillars that looked like a mountain gate appeared out of thin air, and within the range of the two pillars, dark blue mist was rotating regularly.

"What's that?" Wen Renbai looked curiously at the looming thing in the mask, saying that it looked like a portal in the game.It must be because he has not slept for a long time and his spirit has been weakened to the point of hallucinations. Now the general-purpose portals, or teleportation arrays, are obviously glowing circles in place.

"That is the demon gate left over from the invasion of the demon world during the Great War of Ancient Times. The gate will be opened every 19 years due to the weakening of the formation seal. What we have to do is to guard here firmly and prevent those who come from the gate The monsters that come out are a disaster for the world." One person answered Wen Renbai's question, and then belatedly pointed at Wen Renbai with a surprised face, "Xu Lan! How did you come up here? Obviously we have already set up It is impossible for anyone in the formation to enter and exit at will!"

Emotions are really a portal, and Wen Renbai nodded, pretending to be educated.Also, this uncle who I don't know, although I know you are surprised to see me appear here, but can you not make such an expression of what happened to you, please?

#As a tall smuggling channel connecting the human world and the demon world, is the appearance of the Shanzhai Qionghua Mountain Gate really suitable? #

#名叫妖门image turned out to be a door——on the victory of realism#

#The Importance of Advancing with the Times——On the Defensive Lack of Formation against Inanimate Reflection#

"That's how it came up." Although he didn't intend to explain in detail, Wen Renbai still added, "Master also allows me to stay here."

Apparently this uncle was very dissatisfied with the master that Wen Renbai pulled out: "Junior Brother Xuanxiao is really messing around, how can the disciples of the next generation participate in it! Follow me to find the master uncle who is the head of the sect, and ask him to open a gap for me Send you down the mountain."

"No need, the head of Taiqing also knows about it." Wen Renbai added silently in his heart, probably the old man wished for me to stay, maybe he also hoped that I could hang here by the way.

"How come even the master master--they must have their reasons for letting you stay, but you listen to me, when the fight starts, you go find a safe place to stay, don't Run out at will, understand!"

"Thank you uncle for your concern, Xu Lan will remember it." Wen Renbai saluted the uncle earnestly, and then sent him a good person card.

No one is not afraid of death, including Wen Renbai.He thought that he was actually looking forward to the coming of death, but when he really faced life and death, he suddenly understood one thing. He was more afraid of death than anyone else. Cowardly evasion, nothing more than moaning.

This is a tragic battle, in the sky, on the ground, between humans and demons.Roaring, screaming, and the clanging of weapons and minions colliding with each other became the only main theme here, with people falling down and demons constantly dying.

Juanyuntai is the most important battle place, bounded by the mask, the monsters want to come out and occupy Qionghua, while the people want to go in and destroy the formation eye that constantly provides energy for the door to make the door exist. The demon rushed back.

This feels a bit like the saying in the besieged city, "People surrounded by the city want to escape, and people outside the city want to rush in." Wen Renbai let his thoughts go for a while but quickly restrained himself. .Because he found that no one could get too close to the shield, he could only attack continuously to consume power.

I have to do something, Wen Renbai thought, holding his knife that he hadn't used much since he bought it, and walked towards the shield.To be honest, Wen Renbai doesn't have any idea that people who are not of my race must have different minds, but people's hearts are always biased, and there will always be a biased side.Unfortunately, he seemed to be a bit ruthless for some reason, so he justified himself in favor of his high-quality and beautiful young master. As for the demon?Sorry, we don't know each other well.

"What are you going to do, don't pass—" someone who saw Wen Renbai who was approaching the shield yelled loudly, but then stopped abruptly in shock.Because he saw that Wen Renbai walked in very easily without being attacked, as if he hadn't found him or that he belonged to that side by nature, so he also noticed that the monsters Wen Renbai didn't attack either. , and it is the latter that they consider.

It feels like during the guild war, I put on a disguise and swaggered to the resurrection point of the hostile guild. Speaking of the resurrection point, PK is prohibited.Wen Renbai always feels that his thinking has been jumping a bit recently, probably because he has nothing to do when he has nothing to do.

#Ancient identification system loopholes have been exploited repeatedly——Re-discuss the importance of technological progress#

#Complement each other——On the relationship between brain hole and imagination#

After walking around the demon gate to satisfy his desire to observe the portal at close range, Wen Renbai felt that the carvings on the pillar were too similar to the carvings on the Qionghua Mountain Gate, so it must have come from a fake village.Like that knockoff of the dismantled sphinx, except this one wasn't complained about.In fact, the forced demolition team is still very powerful.

↑Shut up, Mr. Wenren Bai, the ancient inscriptions that were thought to be fake carvings are going to cry, okay?

But how to disassemble this thing?Wen Renbai's eyes turned to Jiuli in his hands. For the greater good, dear Daodao, please don't be careless after Sap and turn into a sharp weapon for demolition of bricks.Thinking of this, Wen Renbai slashed one of the pillars with a knife.Then, with a teeth-piercing crunching sound, the mighty and majestic pillar fell down along with the billowing smoke.

Although a paragraph of words was used to describe this process, it actually took a very short time, which can be said to be a flash of lightning.All the boys present were stunned, it was agreed that no one could enter the formation!The promised pillar that no amount of power can destroy!

"It was just an accident. It must have been caused by uneven load bearing due to too many carvings." Wen Renbai said this, moving slowly towards the edge of the purple shield, not paying attention to the ball that was originally rotating steadily. The mist is becoming chaotic and violent.

The mist produced a huge attraction, and began to crazily pull all the existences in the purple mask to its direction, and ruthlessly crushed them.The mask that was supposed to prevent people from entering has now become a protective umbrella, firmly covering the cirrus platform, preventing the Yaomen from further expanding its out-of-control range.

Is it really okay to be so fragile as a tall channel? Maybe it can be counted as a big case caused by a pillar?This was Wen Renbai's last thought before losing consciousness.

The author has something to say: I’ve been so weak lately, I really want to be a hero _(:3」∠)_