I'm afraid of myself

It's three o'clock in the middle of the month.

Jialou Luo got up from Zhongli Jun, then casually put on a piece of clothes and got out of bed, the smell of lust in the room lingered for a long time, but the people on the bed seemed to have found peace, so they slept more soundly.The skin on the back that was exposed under the thick black hair was also covered in irregular red. I don't know how many similar marks there are under the long hair, so that the corners of the eyes and brows of the sleeping person are not lacking in passion.

The windshield curtain was lifted, and a gust of night wind blew Mr. Zhongli, who was lying on the bed, shrunk back, wrapped himself tightly in the thin quilt, and the two tying marks on the slender wrists hanging down the edge of the bed were bright and vivid. Lou Luo obviously knew Zhongli Jun's shivering, so he lowered the curtain, opened his clothes without hesitation, and went out half naked, almost exposing his entire chest.

The chilly wind blew over the blades of grass growing around the thatched hut, and then hit him, and the slight dampness and coldness were expelled by the man's unusually strong energy before spreading to other skins.

As the moonlight swept across his head, Garuda's unusually handsome face and his seemingly thin but vigorous body hidden under the monk's robe were illuminated at this moment.

He casually pulled the coat that he had put on casually further apart, the two blushes on his chest were like ripe dark fruits, and if he took a sip, it seemed that he could suck out the wine.The tough lines of the abdominal muscles are not ashamed even if they are exposed to many eyes. On the contrary, the people watching may be confused by this fierce and domineering strength.

Compared with the human body, his body is obviously different from the imagined wide shoulders and narrow waist. Although his shoulders are broad, they are still acceptable and even narrow like a woman.However, his sternum is protruding and round, which makes his muscles full of tension. In contrast, his waist seems to be flexible and full of explosive power.

Looking at it from the perspective of physical and boxing cultivators, I'm afraid they will all be horrified.

This waist seems to be specially made for hunting. Human cultivation is impossible. Unless the bones are re-forged during the body casting period, otherwise... only aliens can do this!

Garuda knew that he was not only born with such a strange upper body, but also with even more strange legs. The loose monk's robe hides these strong legs that are different from ordinary people.

The calf is thick, the thigh is tight, the hair is sparse and soft, and there are only four toes that are born with the same length.

Broad back and strong sternum, he knew after he was an adult that this was specially created to drive a pair of giant wings that could conquer the sky, and his strange appearance is only because he is not a human being, as a monster who was born to return to his ancestors, The body is his weapon, would any human being consider the weird shape of his weapon?So he didn't feel weird, and even changed the inferiority complex of his youth, and became extraordinarily proud!

In particular, he learned from His Holiness that in addition to the true spirit world that accommodates the spirit cultivating demon race, there are countless half-demons that have been combined with humans and demons. Most of these half-demons will choose to combine with humans, and a few will follow their partners back to the In the true spirit world, he himself is the descendant of the half-demon who left blood after combining with the human race. His bloodline is far more terrifying than many pure spirit races.

Because the blood of the spirit race will spread among humans until it gradually disappears, and those mortals who combine with the spirit race will easily give birth to dead babies, and it is difficult to have offspring in their lifetime. It seems that the rare half-demons are the creatures that are destined to be wiped out.Even if a half-demon is combined with a half-demon, the blood left behind will subtly transform into a human being after a long time.

But this seemingly defective half-demon has the only advantage that pure-blooded spirit beasts envy, that is, if the descendants have the chance to return to their ancestors, they will definitely be the dominant monster.Whether you become a demon or become a spiritual practitioner, you will be the mainstay of the true spirit world!

This is the case with Garuda. His life experience may make people cry, but he is extremely proud now.

Although the atavistic features were accidentally exposed in childhood, including the peculiar body and occasional bird limbs, they were seen by the mortals who lived together at that time, and at that time he was regarded as a demon by the ignorant villagers, until he was picked up by the master and brought back to Buddhism. Only then did he realize that his specialness was not inherently sinful, but because his ancestor was a spiritual power.

But what he learned from the teacher at that time was just the self-righteous "truth", which only satisfied his desire for his parents, but did not give him the vital strength.

In this way, on a certain day, the temple was destroyed.

The master who saved him and brought him up sat down in front of him, and when he was about to die, he inspired his blood and turned into a giant Garuda, the mythical beast in the Buddhist legend, but he still lost to the attacker's cultivation level He was kidnapped and used as a mount.

The one who captured him was Vishnu, the great god under the ancestor of the Wuxiangtian Demon. Although he later became a member of the Wuxiangtian by chance, he was even given the important task of the lower realm, but this is not what I want to talk about now.

Garuda also knew after he believed in the Wutian Demon Ancestor. The rumors that the ancestral monster must be a big monster are all deceptive. The truth is that none of the bloodlines shed by the gods and beasts is ordinary.

For example, Garuda himself is a descendant of Garuda, the protector of the Buddhist sect. Try replacing it with the blood of those little demons with no name or surname?Not to mention returning to the ancestors, whether the next generation can survive is a question.

Garuda despised those weak from the bottom of his heart, and was proud of his extraordinary.

In the middle of the night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the sky list above the head was still looming, as if even the night could not hide its light.

Not only did Garuda not tell the truth with his one-night lover, but now he pretends to stay awake, thinking about something.

It wasn't that he was idle, and it wasn't that he relaxed his vigilance when he succeeded in coaxing the target, but that after thinking about it messily, he began to think about the Tianbang.

It was not his idea to get in touch with Zhong Litai through Wang Shi, it was proposed by several other protectors who were similar to him, but he did not expect that Naga, the spy who deliberately put him into the magic way, would give up his lofty status in the magic Buddha way and choose A lackey of heathens.

Garuda, who had already been brainwashed by Wuxiangtian, felt very sorry. Naga was a multi-headed, long body, snake-like head, and hornless aquatic monster. Its teeth were highly poisonous and could manipulate water, clouds, and fog.When the Buddhist sect entered this world in the early days, it was translated as dragon to absorb the followers.

Wang Shi is one of the eight tribes of Tianlong, and it is also the main reason why he survived being headshot by He Jinyang.

He's a multiple-headed animal, one head blown off and the next.

Moreover, Naga has extremely high healing power and is almost immortal. If it weren't for the Garuda incarnation of Garuda who loves eating dragons and has a flying speed beyond common sense, the task of monitoring the king may not be entrusted to him, but Even in his hands, Wang Shi betrayed, even if Garuda had an extraordinary status, it would be very difficult.

In Mofo Daojialuluo, who leads the line of Huanxi Chan, he is a great practitioner who is truly passionate and unmoved. Even those fellow practitioners who gave birth to his golden eggs are sometimes dealt with by him sternly and selflessly.As for what will happen to the egg that loses the shelter of the breeder?Anyway, they will never be taken care of by their biological father, and perhaps their best ending is to fend for themselves.

Drenched in the moonlight, passing the news of Wang Shi's betrayal to fellow practitioners in the Mo-Buddha Way, Garuda opened up his skirt even more, exposing the mermaid line and abdominal muscles more thoroughly without any shyness, and the loose waistband was tightly looped. With a narrow waist, he looked at the Tianbang with deep and far-sighted eyes.

When he was in a trance, the word "Tianbang" whirling quietly in the sky suddenly burst into extremely brilliant light.

At this time, it was dawn in Zhongzhou, and it was dark in the southern region, but when the heavenly steps appeared, no one was sleepy.

In the months since the appearance of the Fengjun Ling, the main event has finally come!

In Shuiruogong, many Faxiu jointly pushed one person out, and the only weak Faxiu who made a mistake and was recognized by the Emperor's Order wrinkled a face that was about to cry, and faced the expressionless handsome face of his senior brother.

I saw the master of Shui Ruo Palace dusting off a blue robe, the luxurious patterns on it were just excellent magical artifacts woven by countless auras, exquisite and beautiful, but in the hands of Faxiu it was a hidden murderous intent.

Faced with that expressionless face, Jia Kexin didn't dare to cry out, choked up a sob of aggrieved Bala, and heard his family's uncompromising senior brother order him lightly in despair: "Jack Xin, since you have the order of the king , then you go to participate in the Tianbang."

What he said didn't seem to be kicking out the younger brother to die.

In his heart, Jia Ke also felt that his senior brother was definitely tired of his temper, and wanted to finish it off. Just as he was about to lie down on the ground with weak legs, the disciples who were watching were already whispering.

The disciples of Shuiruogong, who can be summed up by the word gorgeous in their attire, have a unified thinking circuit in addition to a unified Dharma practice style.

"Isn't it kind of us to let the uncle go, what if he dies?"

"Don't worry, although Master Uncle is timid, Master understands him. If he is not strong enough, Master will not let Master Uncle die in vain."

"Oh, I'm at ease when you say that, otherwise, without this fun, I can't find a test subject when I usually practice the magic weapon."

"Hey, that's right, then should we sponsor some self-defense weapons for the uncle?"

"That's right, I'll discuss it with the senior brother and the others later, let's Shuiruogong collectively change the uncle's body."

Jia Ke was on the verge of crying, he didn't know whether he was moved or chilled, his complicated emotions made him wipe away tears and stared at the master of Shui Ruo Palace, his senior brother.

However, his senior brother didn't bother to talk to him.

Jia Ke suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and he thought disheartenedly, would he die faster by jumping off the cliff in the palace now?But thinking about it, he is afraid of pain.

It's not that Jia Ke's troubled look was not seen by others, it's just that his aloof senior brother silently rolled his eyes in a corner where no one was paying attention.

Needless to say, Jia Kexin had already guessed what this man was thinking, and ordered the palace servants to keep an eye on Jia Kexin at all times, so that he would not have a chance to jump off the cliff until the day the ban was lifted.

Jia Ke's heart and eyes were full of tears when he learned how his senior brother was so dedicated to punishing him!

Is there any justice in this world?

Most of the Dharma repairs have a unique style of painting, and almost no outside sects will react the same as Shuiruogong, but it is by no means limited to Shuiruogong who are waiting for the real start of the Tianbang battle.

When you get closer, you can see the monster clans in Penglai Mountains and Seas. Except for the female mirage, the few big monsters who got the order of the king stayed in Shanhai City, and the rest of the monsters followed Xiang Siyu and were ready to go. Obviously, they planned to protect their own mountains in the next fierce battle. host.

Tiannan and Kunpeng are familiar faces, but behind them there is a strange human figure.

Xiang Siyu called this person by his full name in a distant manner.

"Your Majesty."

A corner of the thick cloak was lifted by this person. The man named Jun Xiangzhi has the realm of the fifth level of the column, and a pair of unforgettable eyes. The narrow and long pupils are as cold and cunning as snakes.Looking around the four regions, people with such eyes are mostly spiritual cultivators with alien blood, but this person is completely human, which is strange.

However, it is such a person who has repeatedly protected the Penglai Mountains and Seas, which are still unable to protect themselves.

If it weren't for the many years of friendship, Nv Mi would not have dared to let such a person approach Xiang Siyu, but now, Jun Xiangzhi has proved his ability many times, whether it is Kunpeng or Tiannan, he is a little bit thinner.

This time, he was going to participate in the notoriously severe "battlefield", and adding him would give him a little more chance of winning.

Every monk who is capable of becoming a king is preparing for the battle of Tianbang, including the group of people from the Jiansheng Sect, including Mofodao, and the entire Four Realms.

At a moment when Zhongzhou is approaching dawn, the blue border is glowing with a light egg white, and a burst of strong brilliant gold connects the four pillars in the form of waves hitting the beach.

The Tianbang, which had slowed down the speed of assimilation due to the birth of the heaven rank, almost covered the sky with a layer of golden sand at this moment, and then the four domains began to "rain" made of gold.

The scene that He Jinyang and the others watched at the highest point of the Remonstrance Sect was almost the same as a small story about money, but they didn't know who the lucky and unlucky beggar would be.

Feng Chuixi stretched out his hand to catch the gold flakes falling from the sky, and after confirming everything, he nodded to the others: "This is real gold."

Not to mention anything else, Tianbang's out-of-the-box method has already shocked the world to some extent.

The golden rain is still falling, but the golden dust in the sky has not diminished.

As for those people who were distracted by the gold, they couldn't wait to be happy, and the imperial order in their hands had quickly turned into gold flakes they held in their hands and flew into the sky, becoming a member of Yushui under the rule of Tianbang.

A greedy person is incapable of being a king.

You don't need to listen to it specially, the crowd's uproar has already boiled over.

Before the battle of Tianbang started, the "lords" who had been complacent for several months were hit head-on.

No matter what they did before because of the order to enshrine the emperor, they are now beaten back to their original form, and what happens depends on what they have done in the past few months.

Although Feng Chuixi didn't see those monks who regretted it with his own eyes, he can almost guess what the outside world is like just from the fact that Jinsha can only be received by people who hold the decree of the emperor.

The destiny seals the king, and the kings fight for the king.

Whether it is to be a king or an emperor, strength alone is not enough.

He Jinyang looked at his own name, which was at the top of the list, with some understanding of this.

In fact, it's easy to understand. If you only look at strength, isn't he already the king?

The author has something to say: the short story goes like this.

One day, a poor beggar made a wish to God, hoping to have wealth beyond rivals. God saw that he was really embarrassed, and it was rare for him to show kindness and give him such wealth.

But the beggar who became the grandpa of the rich family was not satisfied. Did he look at the palace in the distance, and finally couldn't help but petition the sky again.

He hoped that God would fulfill his wish, telling the humbleness of being a businessman, and he wanted to make himself a noble person.

God may really love him so much that he actually satisfied the beggar's thoughts.

The beggar wakes up on the dragon bed every day, has the Sangong Sixth Court, he is already a truly noble person, but he is not satisfied yet.

When the emperor had to deal with a lot of affairs every day, he got up early and stayed late, and he had to be on guard against the people around him all the time. Every day when he went to court, he had to deal with the intrigues of the ministers. more tired.

Another day, the flood in the south of the Yangtze River requested a memorial for disaster relief, and the beggar who gave up thinking once again prayed to the sky.

God, if I distribute the money, the officials along the way must be corrupt and accept bribes, and ten of the disaster relief gold and silver will not be kept, and it will not be sent to the people at all.

God just asked, so what do you want to do?

The beggar said whimsically, God, let it rain golden, so that my subjects can get money and don't need to suffer for life.

God is satisfied again.

On that day, gold particles the size of a thumb were planted across the country to ensure that everyone has the wealth to enjoy a lifetime.But the expected peace did not come, robbery, fighting, during the rainy period, many dilapidated houses were smashed down by gold, many old people, young children were bleeding in the rain, many "" Robbers" break into the houses of the weak and take away their gold and their savings.

Overnight, the nation of beggars is in the dying stages.

He anxiously called the general, but learned that the general led the soldiers to disturb the government, and used the gold he picked up to make himself king. He wanted to summon the ministers to consult for decision-making, but he didn't know that the ministers had already been in collusion with the general, and took the gold he begged for haha Laughing, he was about to cut off his head and change the dynasty.

The beggar was defeated by the cruel reality, maybe God still loves him.

When he woke up, he was still the beggar, there was no businessman holding gold in his hand, no noble person on the throne, the sky was blue, the ground was black, and the so-called golden rain did not exist at all.

It is only the dream of a poor beggar.

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If you want to talk about why you haven’t heard this story, let me tell you frankly, I made it up myself. ┓(=w=)┏