Chapter 455

Heaven's chest rises and falls. The low and oppressive breath makes people's scalp numb.

He was staring at Lin Lang.

What will happen to a beautiful nun who is dying and unable to struggle, and a group of fierce and ruthless practitioners who meet each other in great strength?

A slightly better result is death.

If you think bad

He closed his eyes, and his beautiful face was covered with a thousand years of ice.

When I opened my eyes again, my indifferent pupil was darkened.

“…… Who is it? "

The venerable saint of the holy land was swept away by his cold eyes. His knees were so soft that some people's hair was empty. They knelt down with a puff of cold sweat.

Who dares to face the anger of the father of all living beings?

Lin Lang sneered, "what's the use of your anger now? How could I end up like that if it wasn't for heaven's preference? Other people want a thousand cuts, then how should you punish the culprit? Oh, no, how could the Lord of heaven be wrong? It's my fault. It's all my fault. It shouldn't have been. For my own way, I've provoked your little lover. I should have cut off my idea of the road and eliminate what kind of demons? It's good to wait for death. At least we can get some stability for some time. "

"As you wish, I died miserably, but I was not reconciled. It is said that resentment breeds ghosts. After my death, there are still some things that I can't see with the naked eye. Later, I found out that you are not a Jianmen abandoned baby, but a special trip to the world in order to overcome the love robbery! Also, which abandoned baby can be born with double pupil and sword bone? "

"I'm so embarrassed by fate. What can I do as a mole ant? It's impossible to resist, it's just a death! "

The more she said, the more angry she said, the more resentful she was. Under her impatience, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and coughed so much that all her internal organs were in the sea.

"What can I do?"

He was dizzy and fell back.

The little prince is still in a daze.

"Lin, Lin Lang!"

But the way of heaven was completely flustered. He had been unable to hold the sword before, but now he didn't even want the sword.

With a jingle, the sword fell to the ground.

He flew to Lin Lang in front of him. He wrapped his hand around Lin Lang's back firmly. He knelt on his knees, bent down on his back, and his fingers fell on her eyebrows.

In an instant, the light was bright.

"You're going to be OK. I'm not going to let you get anything wrong..." He murmured.

A warm force swam in all the limbs and skeletons, and she regained her strength and lifted her eyelids.

“…… Go away! Don't touch me

Her eyes are so venomous that she seems to have to cut open his heart to make him unable to survive or die.

"Linlang..."

He red eyes, pleaded like a cry, "heart."

The way of heaven is cold and abstinent, and he is sultry. Of course, he is not called a sweetheart or a treasure. He is ashamed to express himself. Or Lin Lang took advantage of two people's love, while his ears are soft, forced him to call several times.

As for being in public, it is even more impossible.

So when people heard this thing, their eyes were hanging on the ground.

"Who is your sweetheart?" Lin Lang pushed him away mercilessly.

"Just a chess piece, you can't bear the word" heart and liver "of Lord Tiandao. I'm afraid that I have lived too long and become a rotten flesh in your heart. I think about how to pluck it out all the time! "

"No, I, I didn't think about it." Heaven said incoherently, "you believe me, I really did not..."

"I don't believe it."

"Just as I don't believe in your justice, I don't believe in your feelings unless..."

"Except for what?" He asked in a hurry.

"I'm not you. I can't regenerate my broken bones, unless you break 72 pieces of sword bones in your body to compensate for the pain of that day." Lin Lang said quietly, "from now on, these hands can no longer hold the sword, and can no longer hurt people."

The bitterness of love in the world is nothing more than thorns and thorns. It hurts its body and bones, until it is covered with black and blue and dying.

According to Lin Lang's view, the mistress is really too "kind" to the way of heaven. Her love for the way of heaven is just "not available", or even "not for seeking".

After all, the way of heaven also has its own pride and reserve, he disdains courtship.

When the way of heaven suddenly realized, the ground soared, and this wisp of love was naturally broken by him.

No more traces.

Human love to him is like a flash of straw.

Come clean, walk also clean, like the snow in general, care free.

"The rule of the world is to pay debt for debt and life for life, and then write it off. How can you accept it?"

Yu Wuxue is stunned for a moment.

He lowered his head and subconsciously looked at his hand.

There are thin cocoons on his finger belly, which is the trace of his sword practice year after year. It is his persistence and his half life belief.

The master said that this is a pair of hands that are most suitable for holding swords. They are broad and generous without losing strength.When he was born for the first time, he broke away from his parents. He was wrapped in shabby sackcloth and abandoned in the ice and snow. His whole body was blue and blue, without the protection of his parents. This was his first hardship as a jade without snow. In the vast snow, he was picked up by his master and brought back to Jianmen. The elder martial brothers were very kind to him. He always knew that he pitied his children for being lonely and helpless. He often accompanied them and took care of them carefully. He became a mother and a father, but had no complaints.

The elder martial brothers always like to tease this little younger martial brother who doesn't like to laugh. They touch their heads from time to time, and they almost don't shave them alive.

Fortunately, Shifu doesn't have this hobby.

At that time, the little guy was particularly lucky and secretly relieved in his heart.

When the master gave the sword to him for the first time, the child was only three years old, and the fluff of his forehead was soft.

He gazed curiously at the sword, unaware of fate.

After giving the sword, the master asked him to swear to heaven and earth that from now on, he would never abandon the sword unless he died.

The child agreed.

He waved his first sword with his master like a model, and his heart was filled with joy. He could vaguely feel that the sword was also happy.

It's like a broken piece, and it's complete after many years.

I'm really happy.

I finally found you.

No longer alone.

After that day, the child was possessed.

When eating or sleeping, he would secretly find a nobody's corner and insert the sword in front of him. Then the child would cross his legs and straighten up. He would look like he was meditating. In fact, he would murmur and complain, and his mouth would not stop for a moment. He would complain that the master was angry again today. The elder martial brother thought again today His brain melon seeds were stripped, and the younger martial brother next door stole his steamed bread hidden under the bed today.

One by one, it's too bad!

Sword is better.

At that time, the elder martial brother still laughed at him. The height of the little guy was not as high as that of the sword. He had to run around with a huge object. I don't want to think about it. The sword is 33 Jin. Swordsmen in the world are wearing it, just like a heavy weight. They are very tired. This is still a long sword with spirit. You can compress your real weight to the lightest state. Otherwise, the child will not mention holding the sword. If one foot slips, he will be able to rise to the sky directly.

So Jianmen often staged such a scene, a small bean with a sword running happily, like a long tail behind the buttocks. The elder martial brothers laughed and didn't persuade people. They looked at them with their chests in their arms. Some withered and bad, such as the later deputy leader, stealthily went to watch and made some "small troubles".

The elder martial brothers did not know that this sword was not a common sword for beginners. It was born in the chaos of the past, and it is worthy of being the king of hundreds of soldiers.

Thirty three times from Hentian, one day step on the Liuhe palace!

This sword is named tianque.

For a long time, the elder martial brothers think that the sword of younger martial brother is too poor.

Chuckled and fell into the mud.

Poop, it's a puddle.

Boom The elder martial brothers turned their heads and saw that it was over. The pickled pickled vegetable jar made by Shifu had been arched by the sword Oh, I did.

Fortunately, they didn't know the origin of the sword and chuckled.

The younger brother murmured, "elder martial brother, will the teacher and master drive me away?"

On the spot, the elder martial brothers were flooded with father's love and grabbed the back pot. "No, no, no, little younger martial brother, it's the elder martial brother's sword. Without eyes, you are passing by!"

Therefore, another scene is often staged in Jianmen, where the elder Taishang guards the sword for thousands of miles and pursues and kills six beloved disciples.

"Well, you little bastard, if you don't show filial piety, how dare you like Laozi's pickled vegetable jar! Huo Wan pickle and Huo Laozi's vegetable field! How can you do that! Why don't you go to heaven! Run, you still have the face to run! "

The disciples also heard the roar of the elder master from afar, as well as the stealthy martial uncles who were scurrying with each other every few days.

Well, martial uncle, why should we suffer? Although we are poor, we have to have backbone. We have to shut up!

How can a man who practices Taoism be greedy for his appetite!

The disciples thought like this, turned to look up at the sky Xiaoqi martial uncle stuffed a pile of private goods. No more than the "infamous" masters and uncles, Xiao Qi's martial uncle is white and clean and never causes trouble. The appearance of cleverly holding the sword is really pitiful! Well, what's delicious and fun? You must be filial to martial uncle Xiaoqi!

When Uncle Xiaoqi was ten years old and had the ability to hold the sword, the jifeigoutiao of Jianmen finally stopped for a period of time.

As the master and the elder martial brothers expected, the younger martial brother has outstanding talent. He will be immortal in less than a hundred years, and will frighten the eight wastelands with one sword.

He was born with a sword, but Lin Lang wanted him to abandon it?

Yu Wuxue turns her head stiffly and looks at the sword not far away.

Tianque sword has been with him for nearly a hundred years. He has known him in Wei Shi and supported him for many years.

It is not only an old sword, but also an old friend.

The way of heaven revealed a rare look of blankness.

Is he really going to give it up?

Give up all his life just to make a woman smile?The sky que sword makes a low and sad cry.

No, master.

She's going to ruin you.

"Sweetheart..." Nervous and nervous, he took hold of Lin Lang's wrist and tried to say something to her.

Lin Lang waved away people again.

"If you don't want to, you don't have to pretend." She looked calm. "I have self-knowledge, just old love, why shame yourself? I will take Langya far away. It's good or bad, life or death. After that, everything has nothing to do with the Lord of heaven. "

Jade without snow is like falling into an ice cellar.

She did what she said.

The big hand holding the wrist bone suddenly tightened and a bloodstain was drawn.

"I don't want you to do that."

Who dares to disobey the destiny?

There was a scarlet light in his eyes and a sharp voice.

The venerable of the Holy Land retreated in horror.

"You are the Lord of all beings, of course." Lin Lang chuckled, "Langya is nine years old this year. In 11 years' time, he will become an adult, and his concubine will have no memory."

The implication is that she can't hide, can't she die?

"Naturally, I know that you can do anything. Even if you enter the huangquan mansion, you can also arrest you. But what's the point? The gods and spirits are all gone. My concubine has only one body left. Even if it is alive, it is a puppet. If you want it, you can have it. The body is so beautiful that it can be enjoyed by the Lord of heaven for a while. "

There was a rustling of the material.

Lin Lang was pressed into her chest by a man.

"I don't want to You despise yourself

He put his arms around her shoulders and pressed his big palms against the back of her head.

A very protective gesture.

He added, "... And Good. "

The tone is hoarse.

"I Yes. I promise you. I'll give you seventy-two sword bones and thirty-three heavenly swords. If you want, I'll give you back. Well, this time, you can't leave... "

The smell of blood was all around.

Heaven hums.

Under the wide cloud sleeve, his wrist slowly emerged a wisp of blood line, more and more clear, more and more frightening.

"Dida -"

blood beads were coagulated from fingertips.

The sword of tianque vibrates violently, and the sound of broken jade rings one after another.

The first law came.

Myth collapse.

The legend disappeared.

Lin Lang can feel that the man began to become weak, his forehead exudes cold sweat, a white suit also like falling into a pool of blood, giving birth to a large area of burning red lotus.

Dense blood line runes emerge, spread and occupy his arms.

He's on his knees.

His back is still straight and loose.

In the blurred sight, it seems that she sighed for a moment, stretched out her hand and put her arms around his waist.

Soft chest is filled with if not if there is no fragrance, teach people to fall in love with Shura.

The way of heaven relies on Lin Lang and tries to listen to her steady voice.

It seems like this, the whole body of broken pain can no longer exist.

"Have you ever regretted it?"

Lin Lang looks down at each other's pale complexion.

She gently pushed aside the man's wet hair with fingertips. Even though she was in a mess, she still did not damage the beauty of the figure.

"Cough..."

He swallowed the clot.

"Never."

His eyes and brows were too clear and beautiful, as if he were always covered with a layer of misty clouds. He was indifferent to human love. No one dared to offend his cold eyebrows, nor did he want to cover up the vast expanse of the universe in his eyes.

The cloud palace Jade Buddha met the heart demon, and finally fell into the mortal world.

Therefore, the way of heaven used to be indifferent to people's eyes and tail dyed with a strong rouge.

It's the rouge of the world and the rouge of the daughter.

It is the poison Rouge that he is willing to be bound in an inch of land.

He said, "honey, come back with me, and ya'er. I'll give you, cough, in the thirty-three sky, a nine story white jade hall will be built. Maybe it's a bit desolate. Just plant a few rootless lotus ponds. It's very fragrant. You'll like it. I'll be there for ever and ever, watching you two. "

At this moment, the fate of precious and heavy, will be the heaviest, the most favored affection to her.

To you, with the old days.