Chapter 328 90. Ice original guest
The transparent seat left.
Only Li Xi'an was left under the ancient tree.
He looked at the old camphor tree that blocked the sky and the sun, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the trunk. The old camphor tree responded with a slight vibration, and dropped a few leaves as usual, falling quietly on Li Xi'an's shoulders like a golden cloak.
"Old friend, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in this last period of time." Li Xi'an took the leaf from his shoulder, relaxed his fingertips, and let the mountain breeze take it away.
The golden oval camphor leaves are carried away by the wind, like a wooden boat floating in mid-air.
Finally, the leaves fell on the lake, and ripples spread.
"The shadows of Kyushu, dirty things." Li Xi'an smiled bitterly, "Yeah, why are those things missing at this time? It's just that they have never appeared so openly. Do you think Kyushu is really at the end of its rope and about to fall?"
"Are you leaving Taihang?" A childish voice sounded from behind.
Myolie Chu stood there, showing her little fangs full of power, her eyes full of warning.
"I advise you never to leave Taihang Mountain. If you leave Taihang Mountain, you will lose the protection of the ancient trees. Those things have been spying on you for a long time. As soon as you step out of Taihang Mountain, the shadow of death will swallow you up!"< br>
Myolie Chu's posture was very strong, and she knew that it was difficult to change Chi Jiao's decision. But fortunately, there is no need to rush to change his mind now, so keeping him is easy for Myolie Chu.
"Hey! Jiaolong, do you hear me! Don't take a step out of Taihang, it's best not to even leave this island in the middle of the lake!" Chu Xing'er showed her ferocious tiger fangs again as a warning.
This is the method Qing Yan once taught her, it is simple and easy to use. Although she would not use it for a long time, now she, Chu Xing'er, finally remembered this unique killing move and used it to deter the dragon!
But she heard a chuckle.
At this time, Chijiao's laughter was not as hearty as before. His current laughter was more like that of an old grandfather who was made fun of by his younger generation. He was kind and gentle, full of the broad-mindedness of his elders. When Myolie Chu heard this, her face changed and she said angrily: "Amitabha, Jiaolong, what do you mean? Do you look down on poor monks?"
"You have known these things for a long time, dirty." Li Xi'an said calmly.
As soon as this statement came out, Myolie Chu was stunned. She said in a low voice: "So what, it's useless for you to know these things like this. It will only cause trouble. It's better to live in retirement with peace of mind."
After saying this, she regretted it. Doesn't this mean that you are a waste now and that your thoughts are of no use? So she quickly raised her eyes to look at Li Xi'an secretly, as if she was afraid that he would be angry. Looking at Li Xi'an's expression, she breathed a sigh of relief. There was no change in her wrinkled face, and the location of the wrinkles remained unchanged. The mind of a dragon is the mind of a dragon! She admired in her heart.
"Actually..." Myolie Chu wanted to explain.
That's not what she meant.
But then she thought about it, and it seemed that the monkey said much more than she did. The communication between the dragon and the monkey was completely normal. She didn't seem to have to worry about the dragon being angry with her.
"Do you like the Baozhu?" Li Xi'an suddenly asked.
"Ah? Orb? Oh oh oh! I like it, it's so beautiful! I was going to ask you where you got it, but you ran away before I could."
"That is actually the dragon ball of a dragon, an ancestral dragon."
"What? What did you say? Amitabha, it's a sin!" Chu Xing'er was shocked, and she quickly lowered her head and recited the Buddha's name. There was no sense of piety on her face. She just heard the next moment she said: "The dragon benefactor killed himself, and then The dragon ball broke out of the body and came to the poor monk. This is fate. The poor monk should give the object a hundred thousand cares. How good! ”
"Then what? Chijiao, what do you mean, you want to take it back? If I don't let you out, you will take back the gift? This can't be done, how can it be like this? It can't be done!" Chu Xing'er's head shook like a rattle. , two braids were thrown into a swinging fan.
Li Xi'an shook his head, "Actually, I want to ask you, if you are satisfied with this gift, what should Qingyan give you if he comes back?"
"Sister Qingyan?" Chu Xing'er was stunned and didn't ask anything else. He raised his eyes and really started to think seriously. In her opinion, as long as Li Xi'an didn't bring up Taihang, it didn't matter how hard he tried. If he got out, he would really be dead. The kings are all bathed in blood, and no one can guarantee Li Xi'an's safety. Even the king himself will make mistakes when facing filth. The girl was thinking seriously, and the old man stood under the tree, quietly watching her think, write and draw, and scratch her ears and cheeks.
After a long time, Myolie Chu jumped up and slapped her hands, "I thought of it!"
Li Xi'an smiled and said, "What did you think of?"
"The things you give to Sister Qingyan can't be worse than mine, so how about giving me the ancestor's spirit? Doesn't Sister Qingyan drive the ghost? If you give me the ghost of the ancestor, Sister Qingyan will definitely be very happy. !" Chu Xing'er put her hands on her hips and thought to herself that she was really smart.
"The spirit of the ancestors." Li Xi'an pondered, and he looked aside, "Qingyan, what do you think?"
Myolie Chu was dumbfounded and turned her head stiffly.
I saw a very familiar figure.
When she was waiting for a clear view, her almond-shaped eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, as if she was frightened, and she couldn't speak clearly.
"Qing...Sister Qingyan?"
The tall woman stood there quietly, her white high ponytail flying like a wind and snow. Even her brows were cold, biting to the bone. Layers of dark half-armor were attached to her right arm and shoulder, and then extended from her plump body to form a skirt. On the other side is a loose white robe embroidered with a roaring tiger.
She stared at Li Xi'an, her voice trembling with anger.
"You are such a...bastard!"
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When she tried her best to catch up, to fight, to find her own way in the wind and snow, and then watched quietly as the heavy snow covered her path.
All the time, all the time.
Now that she has put on a crown for herself, no matter how difficult it is for Kyushu, she will finally be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with it. She returned full of joy, but saw the old and dying dragon.
The Cang Ming Sword can kill all enemies, is it possible to save time?
Can it! ah! tell me! Can it!
Qingyan suddenly jumped out, and almost at the same moment, the ancient golden trees shook, a huge roar swept across the entire island in the middle of the lake, and the lake surface was turbulent and rolling!
Myolie Chu reacted now and her hair stood on end. The red dragon now is not the same as in the past. This punch can probably kill him directly!
"Boom——!"
The forest leaves are rustling, the golden leaves are like rain, and in the rain are old friends looking at each other.
She choked Li Xi'an and smashed him against the tree trunk. The terrible movement was her fist hitting the ancient tree, and her fist hitting Li Xi'an's head.
Qingyan looked at her king.
That is no longer king.
That is an old man who comes and goes in a hurry, an old man who has no spirit in his body.
The only thing that remained unchanged was the look in the other person's eyes. Qing Yan peered into the depths of his pupils. Deep in the blackness of annihilation, there was still the golden fire remaining.
Jie Jie Jie ~ Good night!
(End of chapter)