The Dangerous Cultivator

The electric light flint came too suddenly, and the girl in the snowsuit threw it out of the compartment. Xu Yi was overjoyed, thinking that Xia Zimo heard his voice and chased after him.

I don't know, this girl in snow clothes went straight to Beichen and intercepted the syndicate with her body.

Xu Yi has a clever idea and cannot be saved. It will be clear that the girl in the snow clothing is Xia Zimo, and the blood flower sprayed from her mouth seems to stab into his heart.

Xia Zimo shouted, "Bad guy, don't hurt my brother Chen."

This shouted, like a thunder, hit Xu Yi's head, he could not return to his mind for a long time, and his brain was buzzing, until Jiuyun was lifted by clouds, hit his back, beat him unguarded, and flew out, He vomited more than once.

The big hand stepped on the half-blocked wall on the north side, his figure shook, to avoid Jiuru's subsequent killing moves. A superb return to Yuandan was wrapped in a faint shame, and shot straight into Xia Zimo's mouth. Jiujiu of the house, Perak generally sang, "Jiuru, I really thought I couldn't kill you." His eyes turned into an abyss, and the boundless death burst out.

Jiu Ru stunned in his heart, and murmured, "How can there be such a demon head." The attack on his hand stopped.

He is so helpless.

Since he was repaired by Doro Yun, he has sat firmly in the north and is the first master below the soul.

This time, not only was Luo Yunyun's attack unavailable, but even the voodoo, which was cited as a housekeeping magic weapon, was also broken by this devil's backhand, and it would be embarrassing to fight again.

A superb elixir was in the abdomen, Xia Zimo's face quickly recovered, and he stood up and supported Beichen. "Brother Chen, does it hurt?"

Hao wrist gelled, jade cheeks made snow, two frowns between the eyebrows were lightly sad, and the boundless wind and moon were drawn.

Beichen plugged an elixir entrance, holding Xia Zimoxiang's shoulders and shaking his head, "No pain, Shimei."

The words didn't fall, and a drink exploded like a thunderbolt, "Release!"

Xu Yi stared at Beichen with deep death and murderous intentions. He had to turn into a substance, and Beichen was shocked and staggered, hiding behind Xia Zimo.

The inexplicable taste, like countless sharp hooks, was torn in Xu Yi's heart until he saw Beichen caressing Xia Zimoxiang's shoulders, and the evil fire of jealousy was about to drive him crazy.

"You bad guy, dare to be evil again, beware that my master has accepted you. My master is a senior monk from the north, and Master Ji of Tianzen Temple, you have heard it."

Xia Zimo's eyes frosted, and her voice cried like a green valley.

"I……"

Xu Yicai began to speak, but was speechless, just staring at her with a smirk, dreamlike, and suddenly, the scenes of the past came one after another.

"Xu Yi, am I going to travel far away?"

"How far?"

"I don't know yet, anyway, far away."

"Muffy found the tomb again. Let me go with you for two days."

"This is a matter of my Yin Shanzong, my brothers must not allow it."

"How long are you going?"

"It should be a long time."

"Can't you go?"

"You must go."

"Well, no matter how long, I'll wait for you! There is a voice ball here, you stay, if there is a crisis, you can always find me."

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"I, I'm like this ... I'll let you ... see ... Keke ..."

"No, I ... I want to say ... If I don't ... I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say ... I'm sorry ... I lied ... I lied to you!"

"It's okay, it's okay, you'll be fine."

"It's okay? I don't believe ... why don't you dare to look at me ... is it how I am now ... especially scary ..."

"Stop talking, it's important to be healthy."

"I'm sorry ... I really don't ... not intentional ... don't stop me ... let me say ... I'm comfortable after I say ... I'm really at ease now ... I'm happy ... at least I can die in you In your arms ... don't leave ... leave alone ... you must be wondering how I ... became like this ... not just you ... I'm also weird ...

"Stop talking, stop talking ..."

Face to face at this moment, Xu Yi suddenly has a kind, his voice is still there, the Sri Lankan is already desolate and desolate.

"You, what do you look at me like this."

Xia Zimo stepped back two steps, only to feel the eyes of the man in front of him, strange, seems to have a burning temperature, hot.

Xu Yi's cheek muscles trembled, and a uglier smile than crying, "No, it's nothing, just think that the girl and an old man I used to have are very similar?"

Perception will not lie, this girl in snow clothes must be Xia Zimo, but Xia Zimo seems to have lost her memory.

At this point, Xu Yi was not surprised, and it was not the same that Qiuwa was dying and resurrected. In the case of Xia Zimo that day, it was not much better than Qiuwa. Both belong to non-life spirits, and it is not difficult to understand the same.

The girl in the snowsuit seemed to be a child, and when she saw Xu Yi talking to her well, she stopped talking and listened to what he said, and immediately wondered, "Well, is there any life in the world that looks as beautiful as mine?" where?"

Beichen Fang wanted to stop Xia Zimo, but was stopped by Jiurumu.

Xu Yidao, "My friend is in Shenjing, and I'll invite you to meet another day. I don't know what the girl's name is, where did she come from, and where did she grow up?"

The girl in snow clothing said, "You guys can talk well, and it's not bad. My name is Guanyin. I have grown up in Tianzen Temple since I was a child."

Xu Yidao, "Kwan Yin, good name, Tianchan Temple is a monk, how can a female guest stay."

The snow-clad girl stared, "You don't know, our Tianzen Temple is a Zen Buddhism, and we can't help but drink and flesh, and we can't help but a female guest. I grew up with brother Beichen from a young age. Don't believe me, ask my brother Chen."

Xu Yi's anger quickly accumulated, how intelligent he was, how could he not let Jiulu let himself talk to Xia Zimo, just to dispel his doubts.

If he doesn't have this subtle perception, I am afraid he has been deceived by Jiuru.

After all, the two people who are extremely similar in appearance are not without them. Besides, the snowdress in front of her is pretty and innocent, and speaking of the past, there is no stasis. Obviously it is not persecuted, but she really thinks so.

Of course, Xu Yi has a subtle perception and has long locked Xia Zimo's identity.

With a little thought, I don't know where, Xia Zimo in front of me is infused with some kind of memory by the **** thief bald.

He squeezed his anger in his heart and said, "You said, would I not believe it, yes, first time I meet, I will give you a gift."

With that said, he pulled out a light-colored Xu Mihuan, and that was exactly what Xia Zimo was trying to die on that day and stuffed it into Xu Yi.

The girl in the snowsuit took it, and clapped her hands happily. "The storage ring, I was thinking about it. Brother Chen promised to buy it for me for a long time."

Speaking, dripping blood, the thoughts spurred, and soon, a bright silver shuttle, a book, into her hands.

The girl in snow clothes played with the bright silver shuttle, and the picturesque Emei suddenly condensed. Then she opened the book and chanted softly, "Ask what is love in the world, and teach life and death ... I, I have a headache."

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