Can Shizun attack once?

When Cen Shuangluo said this, his expression was indifferent, and there was no flaw in his eyes, as if he was really the same generation as Ying Wuchou, and he was already a famous figure in the cultivation world thousands of years ago.

Especially this "Xiaoyin" yelled so smoothly, as if Wei Shengyin, who was [-] years old in total, was really his junior, and he coaxed Wei Shengyin away for a while.

The lifespan of the dragon-like family is very long. Normally, it takes a hundred years to reach adulthood, and it takes hundreds of years to take a nap after adulthood. It is not uncommon to have a dream for a thousand years.It's normal for Cen Shuangluo to reach the realm void stage with the body of a dragonfly dragon, surpassing a thousand years old.

Wei Shengyin's thoughts suddenly became chaotic.

When he was wandering in Kyushu, when he saw his master passed away, the magic dragon should have been in its infancy, and it quickly reached the Mahayana stage by collecting Ying Wushou's remnants.If Cen Shuangluo really met his master thousands of years ago, then he couldn't be a demon dragon.

But he was born exactly the same as the magic dragon, even the eyes and breath are the same.

Wei Shengyin wanted to ask in detail, but was preempted by Ying Wuchou.

At this time, Ying Wuchou could no longer care about maintaining the image of the master in front of the disciples, his expression changed drastically, his eyes were full of disbelief, and there was a hint of expectation.

He grabbed Cen Shuangluo's shoulders with both hands, not allowing Cen Shuangluo to escape the question.

"When did you accompany me thousands of years ago?" Ying Wuchou only guessed at that point in time after a little thought, "Your adulthood should have lasted ten years, isn't it the ten years that disappeared?"

Wei Shengyin began to count with his fingers. If the adulthood period was ten years, it would be calculated based on the age of a hundred years, plus the following 1000 years, Cen Shuangluo should be [-] years old, and he is still a hundred years younger than him, so he cannot be called Shishu.

Cen Shuangluo stared at Ying Wuchou, nodded and said, "Yes, it was during those ten years that I was promoted from the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage to the Distraction Stage."

When the two met in Xuanyuan Imperial City, Cen Shuang hadn't passed the Nascent Soul Stage.They didn't see each other for a few days, and when the Qingtian Sword Sect met again, Cen Shuangluo was promoted to the distraction stage.

He told Ying Wuchou about his state change, in order to help Ying Wuchou determine this time implicitly.

But when these words fell into Wei Shengyin's ears, it was another calculation method.

An adult is the Nascent Soul stage, but to advance to the Distraction stage, it takes countless time. Some innately retarded Tengjiao may not be able to reach adulthood even after a thousand years. Even if the talent is good, it will take two to three hundred years.

If so, Cen Shuangluo might really be a hundred or two hundred years older than him.In the comprehension world, this is enough to separate a generation.

Wei Shengyin's expression was tangled, and he opened his mouth, really unable to call this young man's uncle.

Ying Wushou's face was also young, but the precipitation of the years could be seen in his demeanor. His eyes were full of stories and years. People would believe that he was a fairy who had cultivated for thousands of years.

Cen Shuangluo was different, the determination in his eyes, the sharpness on his body, that youthful feeling could not be concealed.

When Wei Shengyin was tangled, Ying Wushou was a hundred times more tangled than her disciple.

No matter how Ying Wuchou recalled, she couldn't find traces of him in the memory of those ten years.

He only remembered that he calmly dealt with the sword array on the sword mound, even if he was in a mess, he did not lose his grace.Even if he was sentenced to ten years in Jianzhong, he didn't feel depressed.After Zhan Ling reunited, his willpower became firmer, he survived the great pain, quickly used the seven scales as the foundation, and regained his strength.

During this process, Cen Shuangluo did not exist.

But... really not?

Ying Wuchou remembered that he had a good relationship with Wan Jian in the Sword Tomb, and seemed to have made friends, chatting with him from time to time.But after leaving Qingtian Sword Sect, he didn't particularly like any sword, he just took away the Samsara Sword, and returned the sword after subduing Wei Shengyin.

He still remembered that before he killed the spirit, he just liked the touch of the scale armor, but after killing the spirit, he developed an almost obsessive feeling for the scales, and wanted to collect all the scales in the world.Even when Ju Ling's consciousness was not clear, he did not hesitate to choose the scale armor as the foundation for rebuilding, without considering the various swords in the sword mound.

He has been looking for scales all over the world for these years, and every time he encounters scales, he is always happy to see them, but feels disgusted after touching them, and he can always pick out all kinds of problems.Before falling into a deep sleep, he raised many scaly creatures in the Tibetan Valley, but he didn't seem to care too much, he just left them aside and let them fend for themselves.

He loves scales very much, but he hasn't met a scale that satisfies him for thousands of years.

Only when he saw Cen Shuangluo's Tengjiao real body, he couldn't help himself and couldn't contain it.Even if you pretend to be deaf, you still have to sneak a touch of the tip of the silver dragon's tail.As soon as he touches Cen Shuangluo's scales, his heart beats like a drum, his whole body becomes hot, and he has a terrible possessive desire. Even if he is cheated, he still wants to keep Cen Shuangluo by his side, raise him and pamper him.

Although Ying Wushou did not allow Yu Jian to write the words after the "...", he knew in his heart that he was a "...".Because of this, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his possessive desire and various thoughts about Cen Shuangluo, so he naturally accepted some very changeable thoughts.

But looking back now, it's weird everywhere.

It shouldn't be like this. It's not like he hasn't seen scales. For thousands of years, what kind of scales hasn't he seen?Why did he only love Tengjiao and the way young Jiaos eat bamboo shoots, so that Luo Qingyu caused a catastrophe.

Why did Cen Shuangluo fall when he saw Cen Shuangluo, even if he only saw Cen Shuangluo's human form at the beginning, his eyes lit up?Knowing that Cen Shuangluo was deceiving him, he didn't expose it. Instead, he found it cute and interesting, and wanted to continue to observe this interesting boy?

It was as if they had had a deep bond.He doesn't remember this memory, but the fetters are deeply rooted in his heart, making him pursue a certain existence for thousands of years.

Obviously he has no attachment to the world, and he doesn't really want to forcefully live, but he still wants to use the turtle's breath technique to use deep sleep to forcefully prolong his life?

Ying Wuchou couldn't help recalling when he made up his mind to sleep, and soon, he thought of it.

It was when he got the silver-white dragon egg that he was preparing for a deep sleep.

And in the preparations he made, the only one who could enter the formation and wake him up was the dragon that came out of its shell.

He fell into a deep sleep and forcibly extended his lifespan, just to live to the day when this dragonfly was born, just to see him.

In an instant, Ying Wuchou figured everything out.

He firmly grasped Cen Shuangluo's shoulders, and said in a trembling voice: "When you were dreaming of the capital, you looked at me like an elder. I have seen countless people, and you were immature at that time and would not hide it. I could see your envy at a glance. My disciples kept pretending to be them, trying to replace them. But in just a few days, when you arrived at the Qingtian Sword Sect, your feelings for me changed. Yao Wuxin's wordless book once mentioned, You have a deep love for me. Is this change caused by those ten years?"

Cen Shuangluo nodded slightly.

Ying Wushou let go of one hand, tapped the dragon-scale dharma robe on her body and asked, "The method of refining the dharma robe is exactly the same as mine. I refined it thousands of years ago?"

Cen Shuangluo smiled slightly, and said softly: "This is the first time someone has refined a magic weapon for me."

After many years of cultivation, he grew up like a wild child relying on his inherited memory and strong talent. He has never taken any panacea, and no one helped him to refine the robes. This is the first one.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? In those three days, in those three years, you obviously had many opportunities." Ying Wushou asked.

Cen Shuangluo shook his head slightly: "Because you don't remember."

Because Ying Wuchou had forgotten about it, and the matter was too unbelievable, there was no point in bringing it up again.Besides, in those ten years he acted like a fool, sleeping on Ying Wuchou's lap and playing on Ying Wuchou's back all day long, not like a Taoist couple.

Cen Shuangluo secretly fell in love, hoping to be a Taoist couple with Ying Wushou, and even more unwilling that Ying Wushou would recall those days.

If he remembered it and still regarded him as a young squirrel, and regarded him as a child, Cen Shuangluo would become more passive, and he didn't know how to change the relationship between the two of them.

"That's right, rashly mentioning things that are not in memory is like lying, and your thinking is also reasonable." After Ying Wuchou figured everything out, she was not happy, and her expression seemed to be lost.

Seeing his pale complexion, Cen Shuangluo felt a little nervous, and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look very bad."

"It's nothing." Ying Wushou covered her heart and shook her head, "I just feel that I lost a very important treasure."

Cen Shuangluo held his hand and said, "It's not really a treasure, it's only ten years. Cultivation has no time, and we will have countless ten years to get along with each other in the future."

Ying Wushou smiled sadly: "That's different. It was the ten years when we first met, the ten years when I was reborn, and the most important ten years."

Seeing his sad appearance, Cen Shuangluo also felt distressed: "Then what should I do?"

Ying Wushou stared at him, eyes full of regret: "Shuang Luo, you still remember those ten years, otherwise, after we solve the system problem, we will go back to Tibetan Jingu together, you repeat it to me, and we will restore it exactly How about those ten years?"

Cen Shuangluo's face froze.

What can be reproduced, in those ten years he was just a fool who was greedy for beauty and his thighs were always hibernating!

"I have already passed the infancy stage, how could I reappear." Cen Shuangluo said.

"Is that so?" Ying Wushou looked at Cen Shuangluo with slightly disappointed eyes, "Can't you transform into any shape? It's also possible to change into the appearance of a child."

Cen Shuangluo shifted his gaze guiltily, and didn't want to look at Ying Wuchou's eyes again. He was always soft-hearted and unable to refuse Ying Wuchou. He was afraid that if he continued to watch, he would really let go of all his persistence and return to his original stupid look.

His eyes fell on Ying Wushou's hands, and he saw that Ying Wushou's sleeves were trembling constantly.

Cen Shuangluo curiously grabbed Ying Wuchou's wrist, which was so thin that only a few bones remained, and quickly took out a jade slip that was constantly vibrating from his sleeve.

Since the two had been practicing together for more than three years, Ying Wuchou's power was completely open to Cen Shuangluo, and Cen Shuangluo could easily take out items from the universe in his sleeve, so he was not hindered at all.

As soon as Yu Jian left Ying Wushou's control, she immediately let out some miserable words.

【After being shocked and touched, Ying Wuchou quickly returned to her original nature, trying to coax Cen Shuangluo into a childish form by showing weakness and pretending to cry, and accompany him for ten years to fulfill his wish.Ying Wushou tried to cover up his preferences with excuses such as amnesia, a thousand years of persistence, and unforgettable feelings, but no matter what the excuses were, what Ying Wushou did was not the way of a normal person. Ying Wushou is a change... ...]

Ying Wuchou grabbed the jade slip, looked at Cen Shuangluo with a calm expression, and said in a fairy-like manner: "We will talk about the ten-year matter later, let's deal with the system matter first."