Tripod Reverses the Heaven

At this time, the ancient style seems a little overbearing, a little strong and a little inviolable.

Normally, blue binger should give in. However, she still shook her head slowly and pushed the ancient wind away.

Then he sneered: "my Lord, my demon star, you are so powerful? How are you? It's just that your prestige can't play any role for me. I am no longer what I used to be, and you are no longer what you used to be. What else does your arrogant means do for me? "

"..." his words made the ancient style dull immediately, and there was no reason to refute it.

However, LAN binger hasn't finished yet. She turned her back and continued, "of course, after all, you and I have been husband and wife for many years and have shared children. I can't give up too much to you. If you still want me to be your wife, show some skill. When you become emperor, I will be your wife again! "

With that, LAN bing'er turned and walked away, leaving the ancient wind alone in the wind.

what do you mean? Is this ridicule or encouragement?

Emperor Cheng, it's not easy? Then you have to wait until monkey years? The devil knows if he has that day!

Nowadays, it is so difficult for Lian Cheng to become the immortal throne. Why did he become emperor?

Blue bing'er has gone far, and the ancient wind has not gone to catch up. He just stared at LAN bing'er's back silently, with unspeakable pain and pain in his heart.

Time goes by and never comes back. The past can only be remembered!

The past is the past. You can't look back.

"Come on, come on. Time is fleeting, beauty is hard to come back. Looking back in the air, my heart is broken! "

The ancient wind sighed and then stepped towards the other side of the lake.

At this time, he was in a state of confusion and heartache. He did not intend to return to the island to meet everyone. He needs quiet and time to carefully sort out all the things between Li and LAN binger.

LAN bing'er was not so cold before. In the past, LAN bing'er was a typical good wife and mother, always so gentle and kind. What made her like this? Is it really the suffering of 2800 years?

After leaving zhumeng Island, the ancient wind became aimless. He walked alone on the earth, without direction and goal, floating around like a wandering soul!

It is reasonable to say that after this grand meeting, he not only showed his prestige in front of others and became the king, but also reunited with his brothers for many years and his wife. It should have been complacent, but I couldn't be happy!

He was expressionless and silent all the way, as if he had lost his soul. Let the birds pass overhead, let the sun rise and set

Until the next day when the sun rose again, he was still walking aimlessly, crossing mountains and rivers.

But just as he had just crossed a river and the sun was just overhead, he couldn't help but stop. Because he found himself being watched by others, and there was a fairy king in the dark!

"Who? Who is peeping at me? Not yet? "

This surprise was very important, which changed the complexion of the ancient style, and immediately looked around!

It is reasonable to say that at this time, he should be famous. No one in the five regions does not know that he is a demon star. However, why are people secretly staring at you? Is it because he offended too many people in this big competition, so someone wanted revenge?

"Demon star, Hello, where are you going?"

The man in the dark spoke, but he still didn't show up. His voice is a little erratic, so that the ancient wind doesn't know where the visitor is hiding!

"Which fairy king are you? Why spy on me? Don't you know who I am? "

"Of course I know your identity, otherwise I won't find you!"

"You..."

Hearing the speech, the face of the ancient style changed again, and the secret road in my heart was about to be destroyed. Since the visitor knows his identity, it means he came deliberately for himself.

What the hell does he want to do?

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do when you peep at me like this? "

"Don't worry, I mean no harm to you!"

"No malice? Then why are you following me? Why don't you come out to see me? "

While talking, Gu Feng looked around again, but he still didn't know who was talking to him.

However, just when he turned back, he was so frightened that he took three big steps back on the spot.

Why? Because he found a haggard old man with white hair, just three feet away, staring at himself closely with the eyes of a dead fish.

"You... Who are you?"

Forced to calm his mind, the ancient wind began to ask questions. He secretly communicated with the sky bow and was ready to give the other party a fatal blow at any time.

However, the old man shook his head slightly and whispered, "it's definitely not your wise choice to do it to me. Therefore, I advise you to keep your mind! "

"Oh, not necessarily?"

Then, the ancient wind took out the broken heavenly bow blatantly. It was very impolite and directly opened the bow string at the old man!

"Although my accomplishments are far inferior to yours. But the big bow in my hand can hurt you. You might as well try it! "

However, a scene that shocked the ancient wind appeared. Just as his words fell, the broken Tiangong in his hand suddenly got rid of it and then appeared in the old man's hand.

I saw that the old man looked at the broken sky bow over and over. After half a ring, he sneered: "baby is a good baby, but it's a pity that you can't really control it. As I said, it's definitely not your wise choice to do it to me. In front of me, the only thing you should do is be honest! "

The old man's voice became colder and colder, but his dead fish eyes became more and more sinister, which surprised Gu Feng's heart again.

Once again, Gu Feng stabilized his mind and asked, "who are you? Why did you stop me? Is there a festival between us? "

At this time, what Gu Feng thought was that 80% or 90% of the old man should be people in those big families. At this time, finding yourself is probably to avenge the children in the family!

However, the ancient wind seems to be wrong, only to see that old man slowly shook his head, but it was to hand over the broken bow in his hand again to the ancient wind.

At the same time, he said in a cold voice: "there is no Festival. If you stop your way, you just want to say something to you!"

"Huh? Not to trouble me? " The ancient wind whispered in my heart, and a hanging heart was finally put down. He quickly drew back his bow and arched his hand: "what do you want to tell me, elder? Please speak clearly! "