Chapter 1094 Tutian 2
Ye Luo sealed everything in his body, and crawled with difficulty relying only on his body.

No one would care about an ant.

Like, elephants can fight off lions, but they rarely care about ants on their bodies.

Xiao Ye is now going to be an ant on a fairy artifact, the forbidden zone of the Dark Mountains, the most central mountain is the fairy artifact of the heaven, the sacred mountain.

Blood stains the road we crawled red.

On the vast, black sacred mountain, the blood-stained road seemed so insignificant that no one cared.

On the east side of the mountain, following the lines drawn by the Emperor Eternal, the lines drawn became more and more obvious, and the symbols of the Qian Gua had silently appeared on the ground, and became more and more clear.

Afterwards, the other seven special directions also appeared quickly and silently.

Qianliu, Kanyi, Genba;
Dui Qi, Gong Wu, Zhen San;
Kun Er, Li Jiu, Xun Si.

The entire gossip pattern presents such a strange pattern, unfolding strangely, and the gossip surrounds the entire dark mountain range.

An unprecedented, terrifying murderous intent circulated in the air.

In the gossip, I don't know how many people are hidden. From the ancient times to the present, the heaven-defying figures in countless eras, they have all been amazing in history, and even suppressed an era.

The laws of heaven and earth have all been controlled and displayed by them!

How many things in ancient and modern times have become the dust of history!
In the ages, the great emperor could not find the place where Qinglian Emperor Zun was born.On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind.Immortal trees in the setting sun, ordinary alleys, where human grimaces once lived.I think back then, the emperor's artifact was like a tiger swallowing nine days of anger.

In the present and ancient dynasties, they are defiantly against the sky, and they have won a hasty look.For thousands of years, I can still remember in my eyes, the beacon fire Huangquan Road.But looking back, under the Buddha Beaver Temple, there is a scene of Shenyashe drums.

Who can ask: Master is old, can he still eat?
In the darkness, on the westernmost side of the Dark Mountain Range, a woman dressed in rags, who seemed to be wandering between heaven and earth for an unknown number of years, a woman who seemed to be drunk, sang a song with a lonely voice. first word.

Who is she?
Some people saw the woman clearly, but they couldn't believe their own woman.

Because, this woman is the only one who is still alive in hell, the most tragic figure in history, the Ninth Hall of Yama.

How much wine can a heaven-defying Emperor Henggu drink to get drunk?

This woman is drunk.

She is coming.

Everything about her is gone.

The hell was not cold in the past, the heaven was not so high in the past, and the world was red and dusty.

Now, still.

It's just that she no longer has friends, relatives, lover, and everything. She was even deceived for thousands of years by a person who destroyed everything.

She had a reason to be drunk.

She has only been drunk twice in her life.

One was the most tragic battle against the heavens at the end of ancient times, and the other was now.

It is not known how much she drank, but she was drunk.

Yama, the Ninth Temple, was once the most beautiful woman in hell, the most overwhelmed, and even the clone of Houqing, a woman who was overwhelmed by her.

"It's so pitiful." Yang Ying didn't know why, she watched this scene from a distance, with tears streaming from her eyes.

"Yeah, I seem to feel Uncle Ye's breath." Xiaoxianqiao Beast struggled a bit, got up from Chu Xiaohuan's embrace, and looked at the dark sacred mountain from a distance.

"Whoa-"

At this moment, in the darkness, something suddenly flapped its wings, and the donkey and pig stood up suddenly, with both hands in an instant, condensing an extremely ancient and terrifying imprint.

At the same time, the donkey threw an ancient teleportation array to Chu Xiaohuan and the others. Earlier, the donkey had ordered the three of them to leave here if any accident happened.

However, in the darkness, the flying sickness was not a dangerous thing. A few seconds later, a lifelike, lifelike thing appeared in front of a dog, a pig, three people and a fairy bridge beast.

Thousand Paper Cranes!
That's right, pink letter paper, folded origami cranes.

There was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power on the paper crane, and an ancient storage ring hung on the tail of the paper crane.

The Thousand Paper Crane flew in front of Chu Xiaohuan.

"Woof woof! Be careful!" Seeing this, the donkey roared.

"It's okay, it's Uncle Ye's." Chu Xiaohuan stopped the donkey when he saw the paper crane.

Chu Xiaohuan reached out and took the Thousand Paper Crane.

"Yellow."

On the head of the Thousand Paper Crane, two small characters are engraved.

Chu Xiaohuan suddenly remembered that in Nanjiang City, during the rental, Chu Xiaohuan looked at other people's children at school, holding a pink paper crane in her hand, and she was very envious.

However, in her family, there is only one cheating uncle whose salary is barely enough to eat.

Chu Xiaohuan once said to Ye Luo, if you fold a perfect paper crane for me, I will study hard in the future and stop making trouble. Ye Luo was overjoyed after hearing this, and thought that Chu Tian had a spirit in the sky. It made Chu Xiaohuan turn around.

However, it wasn't until Xiao Ye folded it with his own hands that he realized that it was not so easy to fold the seemingly simple paper crane, and it was even more difficult to fold it into a perfect one.

For this reason, in the next few days, Ye Luo personally went to the next building, Widow Zhang's house, to study for several nights. She studied very seriously, but she didn't learn it, and she didn't know why.

Afterwards, the matter was nothing more than that.

It seemed that Ye Luo just forgot, and Chu Xiaohuan didn't mention it again.

Until, Chu Xiaohuan saw the pink paper crane again.

This Thousand Paper Crane is really beautiful and perfect, and it also wears a trace of sadness that is unique to Thousand Paper Cranes.

"Xiaohuan, how about the thousand paper cranes that your uncle and I folded? Let me tell you, it wasn't your uncle that I couldn't make it because, uncle is modest! You should know that your uncle and I have always been modest." Virtue!" Among the thousand paper cranes, there is an ancient imprint of phonogram, and Ye Luo's voice also resounds from the thousand paper cranes.

"Uncle is going to do another earth-shattering, earth-shattering event. Let me tell you, if uncle succeeds, in the future you, Yang Ying, Zhou Xiaoyu, and that little little fairy bridge beast will mention my name in front of others. Everyone has to worship and look up to the fanatical listener!" Time seems to have returned to three years ago, and Xiao Ye's voice still has people wanting to twitch.

But Chu Xiaohuan's heart suddenly hung up, and before Ye Luo's voice finished, he grabbed the storage ring on the tail of the Thousand Paper Crane.

"Look, I know you're impatient, but don't be so anxious, you must go get that storage ring now, hehe, that storage ring is for you, Yang Ying, Zhou Xiaoyu and the little one. , don’t cry when you see it, hehe!” Ye Luo’s voice sounded again.

ps: Sorry, it will end soon, it needs to be considered, the update is a bit slow, I hope everyone will forgive me,

(End of this chapter)

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