Guide to raising male gods [Comprehensive + Sword III]

In the 27th year of Kaiyuan, the high-ranking members of Mingjiao gathered in Daguangming Temple, headed by the leader Lu Weilou, to discuss the future of Mingjiao.

However, at that time, the Ming Cult was very powerful, and it was even more arrogance in all parts of the Central Plains. It was not only annoyed by the various sects, but also aroused the fear of the royal family.

This night, Tiance Mansion found out the news, under the order of the emperor, with the coordination of all famous families in the Central Plains, they attacked quickly and broke through the Da Guangming Temple in one fell swoop.

It was not easy for Kalubi to get away.

As the Mingjiao Yedi, he needs to do his best to keep the leader's safety at such an urgent moment. However, at the same time, a voice in his mind is telling him: such a precise and large-scale operation is absolutely impossible without pre-planning. In addition to the attack on Da Guangming Temple in Chang'an, Mingjiao strongholds in other areas of the Central Plains may have been completely breached.

It has been a long time since the aliens have experienced such a feeling of anxiety.

He desperately escorted the Mingjiao leader who was surrounded by masters from various factions in the Central Plains. After escaping from Daguangming Temple, Lu Weilou looked at the broken soldiers behind him, feeling inexplicably grateful, and then looked at the alien master who was desperately trying to save him but never said a word, very generous willing to make him a promise.

A promise made by the Mingjiao at a time when it has lost many high-level leaders and is about to face countless changes.

The foreigner didn't care too much about this, he stood tall and straight, with gray hair and red eyes, his breath was extremely cold, his body was still stained with blood from the fight just now, he looked like a Shura from purgatory.

However, there was some warmth in his eyes. He didn't look at the leader of the Ming Cult who obviously respected him very much. Instead, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly gave his answer.

He can't go with the leader and his party for the time being, and has to go back to Luoyang to deal with some things.

At this time, Lu Weilou's side was basically out of danger, and the scattered Mingjiao masters gradually gathered around. Apart from being safer, it is no exaggeration to say that it is also a good time to make meritorious deeds.

On the contrary, other Mingjiao strongholds are being besieged by famous sects in the Central Plains at this time, and there are many dangers. As the Mingjiao Yedi, Kalubi is the target of all sects.

This request sounds absurd, but the leader of the Ming Cult was only surprised for a moment, and then readily agreed to him.

He also gave him a carrier pigeon, which is the fastest messenger in the religion, so that he can keep in touch with the disciples in the religion at any time.

Chang'an is not far from Luoyang, but to Kalubi who wears the stars and the moon, it seems to be separated by a Milky Way.

As he expected, apart from the Chang'an area, Guangming Temples in all parts of the Central Plains were hit hard one after another. He followed the path from Chang'an to Luoyang, intending to save time and energy, but he did not expect that even so, he was ambushed several times.

Three days and two nights, without sleep or sleep, the horses of the police could no longer breathe. It was late at night when Kalubi arrived in Luoyang.

Kalubi's lightness kungfu is unique in the world. He bypassed the pursuers and sneaked into the Luoyang residential complex. Most of the people here are ordinary people who don't know martial arts. The officers and soldiers may be worried about causing riots, so they haven't found it yet.

This night the moonlight was very good, but the bright lights in the city seemed to dye the bright white moonlight red, and the people who watched it felt very uneasy.

Probably only when you see the person you care about falling safely into your arms without any damage, can you completely lower your heart that is suspended in midair.

Ye Di, who hadn't rested for several days and was tense all the time, only slowly felt the trembling feeling at this moment, thought carefully.

The surviving Mingjiao disciples in Luoyang have been evacuated one after another, and there seems to be Saze among them, but he couldn't get in touch for a while, so he only sent a message to Luo, telling her not to worry.

What followed was a days-long flight.

The siege came with a menacing momentum, led by the Tiance Mansion of the Wolf in the Eastern Capital, plus the major sects in the Central Plains who had long complained about the Ming Cult. Any Ming Cult disciple who showed his face would be slaughtered.

Kalubi has been extremely careful. In just a few days, he has traveled to the vicinity of Longmen Desert, which is close to Kunlun and near the boundary of the Valley of the Wicked. However, he was still attacked by several waves.

The scimitar was already stained with a lot of blood. Mingjiao Yedi's expression was icy cold. He tried his best to preserve his strength and hadn't moved for a long time. However, his subordinates tightened even more the invisible cloak around his arms. .

"Kalubi." A small voice came from his arms, a little fuzzy, and Ah Luo's consciousness is actually not very clear.

She is a healer, and her physical fitness is not very good. Even if she has learned the skill of Wanhua's acupoint cutting and cutting off the pulse, after running around for days, she has to bother cleaning and healing the wounds of the vigilant aliens when no one is around.

After entering the desert, because Kalubi is familiar with the way of survival in the desert, he left some enemies far away, allowing Ah Luo to rest for a while.

It's just that this kind of stability can't last long, and the worried Wanhua disciple just lost consciousness, and was awakened by the always vigilant brain.

It's just that she was too tired, and even her low voice couldn't hide the exhaustion, and asked the people beside her in a low voice: "Where are we now?"

The hand of the alien holding the scimitar was also tightly holding the reins of the horse below him, and the other hand was firmly protecting the Wanhua disciple in his arms. His eyes were originally sharp and full of vigilance, but when he heard the With a low voice from inside, this vigilance suddenly dissipated.

At such a life-threatening moment, he lowered his head, and some trance and apprehension slowly appeared in his red eyes.

The person in his arms didn't hear his answer for a long time, and paused for a while, thinking that he didn't hear clearly, and worried that something unexpected happened, so his voice couldn't help being more nervous and cautious.

"Kalubi?" Ah Luo called him softly, "Is something wrong?"

"Never." The yellow sand in Longmen was all over the sky, and the gusts of wind and sand made the eyes of the aliens narrow slightly. He tightened his hands so that the person in his arms could be more comfortable, and softly comforted: " fine."

"You can sleep a little longer." After a while, he said softly again, "There is still a distance to the place where I can rest. I will call you when I arrive, don't worry."

The voice was low and sure, inexplicably convincing, and after he finished speaking, he felt the cloak in his arms move slightly, as if answering him, the originally low voice became even lower, and he said indistinctly: "Okay. "

Then there was a burst of silence, only the sound of the yellow sand rolling in the Longmen Gate could be heard.

In fact, the pursuers behind him were already out of sight. The foreigner sat high on the horse, and slowly let go of the hand holding the rein. He looked at the yellow sand that could hardly be seen in the distance. Behind him was the beautiful Jiangnan Sheng Sitting here, he suddenly felt an almost extreme panic.

"Ah Luo." He opened his mouth suddenly, looking down at the ball in his arms, his voice was hoarse and hoarse.

"Huh?" He got a response very quickly, and it was only then that he realized that disciple Wanhua had never fallen asleep. Also, how could he fall asleep after such a difficult escape?

The foreigner suddenly felt some congestion in his throat, he stopped, with a look of struggle on his face, he was silent for a while, and said to the person in his arms in a very gentle tone: "Ah Luo, I will take Send a letter to the leader." At this point, he suddenly smiled, "The letter said that the Ming Cult was defeated, and originally planned to go to the Great Bright Hall on the West Shu plank road, relying on the treasures in the hall to make a comeback."

"But I didn't expect to be betrayed by the two elders of the Great Light Hall. The leader has learned from the pain and has decided to move the Ming Cult to the west."

"I don't know where it is." The alien laughed, as if feeling a little helpless, "But it must be a place farther than Longmen Desert, and I don't know what's there, but it must not be as rich as the Central Plains."

"I can't go back to the Central Plains anymore." His hand holding the rein had already burst out with veins, but his face was as usual, and he wrote lightly, "But you can, you are a disciple of Wanhua, and no one knows that you recognize me , no one will embarrass you."

"Ah Luo." Ye Di's voice was low enough to be pleading, "I'll send you to Kunlun, and then you go back to the Central Plains with the caravan, okay?"

Disciple Wanhua has been listening in silence.

She huddled in the softest part of Kalubi's arms, which was extremely warm even in the desert where the wind and sand were raging, but this also prevented her from touching the high heads of the aliens.

So she had no choice but to prop up a little bit, screwed his ears on the next best thing, and said in the most impatient voice in her life: "You are so noisy, go away."

The author has something to say:

Hey, in that case, everyone treats it as a parallel world!Still can’t have emotional lines, but try to be sweet (?ò?ó?)

Then I’ve been leaning towards Zhuang Hua more and more recently. Compared with it, Zhuang Hua is too cruel (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻ Let me press a can of sugar for Zhuang Hua first. Visually, this world is about to end Yes, let's make a preview, the next one should be the story of Little Overlord Tang Wule! (*/?＼*)