The Guide to the Peak of Quick Transmigration

"Brother, Xuntian Mozun seek to see." Xuanwu real person Mo Yan slowly walked from the outside into the main hall of Guiyi.

Even if you are in a hurry, the speed of walking is about the same as that of a snail.

I saw with my own eyes that the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor was prestige before returning to the door, and gave the monks full of justice a disappointment. The real Xuanwu Momo still did not have a small favor for this too powerful Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Heavenly Demon?" Frostman frowned, but he was one of the most respectable deities in the denomination. What did this demon lord run to kill?

"Well, this man came at the younger sister." Xuanwu real man Mo Yan is descended from Xuanwu. Some things are naturally more thorough than others.

Her little sister was badly injured in a coma. She hasn't awoken yet. The news came out to the master as soon as the news came out.

Apparently, the master wanted to let this demon godzun go back in one place.

The meaning is obviously too obvious. He must first take care of the younger sister's family before she can have the opportunity to continue to develop with the younger sister.

Is it just that the master thought so well?

Is it really so good to control Futian, who has become famous by killing?

"At the little master?" When the Fengdao Taoist was aiming at his second master, he felt that there must be some hidden feelings, but as for what, he really couldn't think of it.

What is there for my own little sister to go for a trip to Tianzun?

"You'll know when you see it." Xuanwu real person Mo Yan shook his head and did not intend to confuse his master.

"Please." As soon as the blaster asked for the word, he saw a white figure standing in the hall.

The blast man looked gloomily at the man in front of him who was pressing Mo Tianzun. If his second master said it was Mozun, he was afraid he thought he was an autobiographical disciple.

"I'm in a hurry, it's rude." The politeness said by Tiantian Mozun is indifferent, it seems that he is just a friend.

"What is the guide here for the demon statue?" The blast man looked at the demon **** with a pair of brilliant eyes, and then he became aware that the other person was deep and profound, and it was definitely not a postmodern deification of the outside world. Because, it has already experienced calamity, but it has not risen, made Sanxian, suppressed Xiuwei!

He is a descendant of Tengu, has a magical power, that is, he can see through the cultivation of people, even if it is more than his level, he can see clearly.

"It's true that my accomplice was killed five hundred years ago. In order to keep her spirits alive, I tore my spirits to protect her spirits, but the situation was urgent, my spirits were seriously injured, and I fell asleep. It was five hundred years later when I woke up. My acolyte has already taken home a new life. "Futian Mozun said very refreshingly.

The teacup held in the hands of the Squadron snapped and fell to the ground, and his face was very ugly.

Five hundred years.

Time is right.

Tearing the soul ... it's her.

No wonder she never found her. It turned out to be tearing the soul into sleep.

For the priests to do so, it is also a man of love.

It's just that Xiao Yu is a woman! This man is also a woman.

Even rebirth cannot change gender!

"I don't know who the demon is ..." The wind Taoist coughed twice, covering up his abnormal state.

"Five hundred years ago, the refining artifacts smashed the demon world of the demon world of human beings. Now Wu Yiyu, who belongs to the same family," said a gentle smile, and the demon God said calmly.

"Little Shimei hasn't remembered all the past." The blaster did not speak to his face, knowing that Xiaoshi ’s history is extraordinary, but he did not expect that since it was refining the sky, it is no wonder that Xiaoshi likes refining, and he is quite accomplished in refining.

"This is not the gatekeeper's control! Now I'm afraid that it has been spread outside and it's the place where my demon demon tames the demon. I'll never suffer for the nobles, do you still want to hiccup? "Piantian Mozun is still elegant and polite, but his tone has become tougher.

No one wants to destroy her and the master!

"Let me remind you, if you do n’t have the name of my God of Demon, you will be ransacked sooner or later. You are transformed into a monster! Hey! As long as you sign a contract, it ’s a good stovetop. The full-blown demon repair! I don't know if monks in the realm and monks in the realm will win red eyes. "弑 天 魔尊 can help without any benefit, but she must not allow anyone to want to destroy her and Master's relationship.

Even if it is just a sprout!

This blaster is so blind-eyed that she can't blame her for being cold.

She is a demon, but not a hypocrite in a prideful manner.

"What do you want?" Blastman wrinkled his face.

He naturally knew that what the man was saying was true, but let him exchange his teacher and sister for martial arts safety, and he really couldn't do it.

Thinking that the little sister was seriously injured, she returned while still vomiting blood, while painting various ancient and complicated arrays they could not understand, and crafted a town pan, and put it in a protective cover, and then vomited blood. Physically fainted under the town clan, he blamed himself for being the master, being useless as a brother, and not protecting the people in his own door. Not only could he not be able to protect his sisters, it was better to protect them. .

"As long as you don't do anything. I won't hurt her. I will leave the tribe to deal with things outside of you! You go out and eat, you clean up the portal!" 弑Tian Mozun saw that the people in the gale thought, and his speech was not so tough and soft.

"Tiantian Mozun, have you told Shimei, your name." Mo Xuan, the real Xuanwu who has not spoken, said.

"No." It seems that Xu Tianmaozun was surprised that Xuanwu real person Mo Yan would ask this question.

"In return for saving us, I'll give you a reminder. Take the initiative to tell Shimei your name, and your love line will be connected." Xuanwu real person Mo Yan jumped out word by word and finally said a few words Finish.

From the bottom of my heart, Mo Yan did not like this 弑 天 魔尊, for no reason, probably the discord between aura.

However, no matter how the aura is in conflict, it cannot be denied that this person saved their ancestral door.

Even if this person's purpose is not pure, but this person is the one who is destined by little sister.

After listening to Huo Ling's story, Xiao Shimei had a good time in the magical palace of Wutian Mozun, but she didn't know why she was aggrieved and cried so much. Mo Yan knew that Xiao Shimei's love line was pulled.

"Xuanyuan Yueming." Tiantian Mozun dropped a name, and the person had disappeared into the hall.

The Brothers of the Gale and the real brother Mo Xuan of Xuanwu looked at each other and both were surprised in each other's eyes.

Can't you be surprised?

That was a name that only appeared in legend.

The monks in the world are powerful, they can kill by enlightenment, by killing evidence, and then become a Buddha. Later, because they want to ascend from the earth and fall into the magical path, they become magicians and disappear into the world. Some people say that Xuanyuan Yueming, who became a demon, has died.

But who would have thought that the demon god, who is also a slaying sermon, was the power of waiting for someone who was willing to fall into the magic road!

What a god! This name is really ...

In order to wait for the person you want to wait for, does God block God and Buddha block God?

Even if Xunxian asked that it was going against the sky, this kind of obsession is better than all arrogance, which makes people inevitably feel terrible!

Liantian, Lutian, huh, huh, it ’s a perfect match!

A refiner testifies, refining everything in the world.

One killed the evidence and slaughtered all obstructions.

A person who waits for his or her destiny to give up and become an immortal, a person who believes that he has to wait, will definitely come to himself, refuse to leave, and wander like a soul in the place of death ...

What the **** is this ...

If Mo Yan had never taken Wu Yanyu away from her place of death that year, it had turned into a scorched earth volcano, and allowed Wu Yanyu to wander there all the time. Perhaps the two of them had already woke up from Xuanyuan Yueming's wake from sleep. Meet each other.

No one has to look around ...

The cool and beautiful lady in white clothes set a boundary of sound insulation and defensive attack and counterattack around Wu Yanyu's cave, and cleverly set a lot of traps. Then she pressed her forehead against Wu Yanyu's forehead and gently probed into it. Own spirit, explore the spirit of Wu Yanyu.

In the midst of a red sea of ​​flames, a small purple-red flame flickered, as if it would go out at any time.

The whole body of snow-white nine-tailed snow fox suddenly appeared beside the fuchsia small flame, and circled the small flame with his nine tails.

Xiao Huomiao shrank, and seemed to be darker again.

"Yuer. I'm a god!" The voice was soft, without the coldness of the past.

But full of worries.

"Oh! By the way, my name is Wu Muyang. Do you remember?" The little white furry fox rolled up the small purple-red flame with nine tails, curled himself up on the sea of ​​fire, and put the small flame on The softest part of the fur under his stomach murmured.

"Don't be afraid. Yuer. I'm here. I won't let you be ill. Don't be afraid. It's my fault. It's my late arrival. I shouldn't leave you alone at home. I won't let it go again in the future You're alone. "The nine tails behind the little white slick, smooth and foxes circled the little purple-red flames under their bodies again.

The fuchsia little flame did not know whether it heard the call of the little white fox, or whether it felt the warmth of the little white fox's body, the flame flashed, and it seemed to be brighter.

A familiar voice and a familiar warmth, just like every time I was killed ...

Alas, every time ...

Wu Yanyu is a little confused. Although she is only in the form of a small flame, she can't see the person around her, but she is talking about a fox ...

fox?

Furry white fox ...

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December 29, 2017 18:21:19