Heavenly Emperor

664. Chapter 664 Six Reincarnation (3 more)

    Chapter 664 Six Reincarnation (30 more)

    Until the little girl left a few feet away, Jiang Yun was only fascinated, and he flew in and flew to the little girl.

    "Ah – Big Elder Brother, do you agree to buy a bamboo sword?"The little girl's clear eyes reveal a hint of hope, she can see that she is really hungry.

    Jiang Yun felt a hot eye, and the tears almost flowed out. His nose was sour, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

    The little girl was a little disappointed, and slowly turned and prepared to leave.

    Jiang Yun whispered: "Little sister, what is your name?"

    "Big Elder Brother, my name is poetry–" The little girl heard the words, turned and looked up at Jiang Yun and said her name.

    Jiang Yun’s body trembled and his face changed.

    He thought of the words of Bai Xiaocai, the afterlife, the letter, and the unbelief. Long time, long years, there is always a similar flower. Thousands of years of returning, thousands of years of waiting, only for that moment, a flower withered, a flower bloom.

    A similar flower!

    Jiang Yun was so excited that he reached out and held the little girl in his arms: "What is your poetry? Why do you sell bamboo swords, what about your loved ones? ”

    "The big Elder Brother, poetry is an orphan. They all say that I am an abandoned child and a daughter of Heaven and Earth. The poetry is hungry. If you don’t have the money to buy food, you can only sell bamboo swords. ”The little girl whispered but didn't cry and seemed to get used to it.

    Her eyes are very clear, not contaminated with a smog.

    Jiang Yun’s nose is sour, and the little girl’s calm words imply endless sadness. Such a three-year-old child has to go hungry and taste the world’s suffering.

    Jiang Yun was excited. He thought of the poem of the world: "Poetry, willing to go with the big Elder Brother?"

    "Ah – really? Thank you, Big Elder Brother. You can wash your clothes and cook for you. The poetry is very diligent. Big Elder Brother, can you give poetry a buns, poetry has not eaten for several days, and rely on drinking water to maintain life. ”The poetry is very excited and happy. She immediately said that she is very diligent. She can wash clothes for Jiang Yun and worry about being abandoned.

    She is really hungry, and she looks at Jiang Yun, only wants a steamed buns.

    Don't ask for a full stomach, just ask not to be so hungry again.

    Jiang Yun’s tears have to fall. The three-year-old girl, who was supposed to be carefree, is wandering outside.

    Jiang Xueyao also came to the side, and when he heard the poetry, the tears flowed out: "Little sister, my sister will take you to eat deliciously-"

    "Thank you, big sister – poetry rhyme is very obedient – I only need a buns."Poetry expresses gratitude, but she knows she can't be too greedy, and she has a steamed buns.

    Jiang Yun pondered, he thought of a lot, could it be said that the two poems of the era are a person?

    If this is the case, the poetry rhyme must be terrifying, knowing that the poetry rhyme of the world is not long, and is always three years old.

    There is such a person, he guesses that the poetry is mostly the Undying Divine Medicine, or after Divine Spirit is wounded, it will wrestle in the world and will one day regain strength. Since Divine Spirit or Undying Divine Medicine have a long life, they have not grown much.

    I don't know, this poem will not be a large President.

    Jiang Yun smiled and touched the small head of Shi Yun: "In the future, I am your big Elder Brother. Whoever dares to bully you, I will destroy his whole family. Go, the big Elder Brother takes you to eat delicious, teaches you cultivation cultivation Technique, and dominates the heaven. On the day you are under the heaven, who dares to bully you, yell at you? ”

    Really? Thank you, Big Elder Brother. Poetry is an orphan from childhood and abandoned. Today, there are finally loved ones. The big Elder Brother is the only relative of Shi Yun. The poetry must listen to the words of the big Elder Brother, not to drag the big Elder Brother – "The poetry is sobbing, and the tears are happy in the clear eyes."

    Since she was born, she has been abandoned.

    The old couple who adopted her also passed away a few months ago and have since become a castaway. There is now a big Elder Brother who considers her to be a relative, and she swears that she will repay this big Elder Brother and treat him as the only relative.

    Jiang Yun, Jiang Xueyao and Peng Fei took the poem to the restaurant and had a meal.

    After eating, the spirit of poetry is awkward, but the clothes and shoes are still very broken. Jiang Yun took her to buy a lot of new clothes.

    After changing into new clothes, the poems are different, like an elf, a fairy.

    "I am going to buy a house, cultivation in True Dragon for a while, it is a hidden world."Jiang Yun wants to give poetry a home and let her grow up happily.

    Jiang Xueyao hee hee smiled: "This is no problem. We have a lot of houses in Jiang Family. Just pick one. Don't blink, since you don't want to live in our Jiang Family's house, I also have a house in True Dragon. If you don't give up, take them there. ”

    "This – a little wrong, you a girl, we live in you, it is too inconvenient."Jiang Yun is hesitant.

    Jiang Xueyao blinked: "What do you mean? We are Martial Artist, why care about the details? Even if you don't consider yourself, you should also consider poetry. She is still so small that she can't stand the vain. ”

    "I listened to the big Elder Brother, where the big Elder Brother went, where the poems go, and the poetry is not afraid of suffering."The poetry rhyme said in the arms of Jiang Yun.

    Jiang Yun finally nodded: "That would thank the Jiang girl, Da En does not say thank you -"

    "Hey – call a lot of points, you call me Xue Yao directly."Jiang Xueyao snorted and took a few people to his house.

    Jiang Yun settled down in the house and he began to teach some basic sword techniques.

    These days, Jiang Yun repeatedly thought about it, or decided to pass on the work to the poetry rhyme. In the world of the jungle, only the powerhouse can live longer.

    Of course, in order to thank Jiang Xueyao for his help, he is also prepared to give Jiang Xueyao some Cultivation Technique.

    For Pengfei, this is a loyal subordinate. Jiang Yun will leave this Space-Time sooner or later, and rely on Peng Fei and Jiang Xueyao to take care of the poetry, so he can't treat these two people.

    In the hall of the house, Jiang Yun arranged the secret law.

    "To bring you over today, I am ready to pass on your Cultural Technique. Remember, the Cultural Technique that is passed to you today cannot be circulated. I don't want to contaminate too much Karma. ”Jiang Yun looks at Shi Yun, Jiang Xueyao and Peng Fei.

    The poetic rhythm nodded, and said with a delicate voice: "The poetry rhyme listens to the big Elder Brother -"

    "Don't worry, I won't go out–" Jiang Xueyao nodded seriously.

    Pengfei was very excited and expressed his loyalty: "King assured that Pengfei will always be a member of King."

    "Good – today I am a poetry rhyme "Six Reincarnation", Chuan Xueyao "Nine Turns to Heaven", Chuan Pengfei "Primal Chaos Heaven". This is a lost power, and it is a major issue, so you must not pass it. ”Jiang Yun is jealous again.

    嗤嗤嗤——

    When he finished, he pointed out one finger to each of the three people, and directly branded Tiangong to their knowledge of the sea through spiritual strength.

    After passing Tiangong, Jiang Yun thought about it and passed the incomplete Imperial Sword Art to three people.

    (End of this chapter)