Way of Choices

Nothing else said nothing, the calm expression already explained everything.

Everything is possible.

Xuanyuan Po suddenly felt a little cold and got up and said, "I'm going to see the patriarch."

Biehonghong said: "It doesn't make sense if you tell him the guess."

Xuan Yuanbo said anxiously: "Why hasn't anyone come yet?"

"Neither Dao Zun nor Wang Po will come, because no one can be sure if this is a game."

Looking at the crystal powder and the crooked wooden tower that had become dull on the floor, he paused and continued: "In the eyes of all parties, I and the inner man are now dead, so the human race can no longer bear it. The fall of a strong man in the sacred field would directly subvert the entire continent."

Xuanyuan broke through and thought, "I will fight to kill him tomorrow."

Infinite Bi leaned against the wall, clutching the broken arm, and said with a bitter face: "It's up to you?"

Xuan Yuanbo has learned to ignore her, looking at Bianhonghong and continuing, "And I think someone should help me."

Biehonghong understands what he means. If it is as he guessed, there must be a lot of people and even big people in the demon clan, who will strongly oppose it like Xuan Yuan.

In fact, he has basically confirmed the truth of the whole thing now, because the reason why he and Infinite Bi were seriously injured is because the shepherd and the demon teamed up.

Since I couldn't figure it out, I waited until something happened, and Xuanyuan broke out of the house and began to prepare dinner.

Smelling the smell of vegetable oil and eggplant coming from outside the door, the expression of extreme disgust appeared on the endless face.

In addition to braised eggplant, Xuan Yuan Po also cooked a small half-pot green onion tofu and steamed a large bowl of rice with rice. The most delicious course is the dozen pieces of bacon steamed on the rice.

Xuanyuanbo is very serious with other red foods, and even enjoys it.

Infinite Bi broke his arm, and it was inconvenient to eat. He wanted to learn a different kind of red. He wrapped rice with bacon and ate it together, but failed several times.

Annoyed, she threw her chopsticks on the table and scolded: "Try to eat something like pig food, no wonder it looks like a pig!"

Don't look at her with a red look, it seems to want to persuade a few words, but in the end did not say anything, just sighed.

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The streets and lanes of Xiacheng near the Red River always give people a wet feeling, whether it rains or not, or because the sewer system here is not too developed, and the quality of the people is not so high. Even the garbage dumped directly to the street.

A shadow drifted slowly between the waste in the street and the greasy sewage, following the stone steps, and finally came to Matsumachi.

Matsumachi in these two nights is completely different from the past. It seems to be much quieter, but it does not mean that there is no one here.

People are everywhere in the streets.

Bear warriors, Tang family managers and more than ten Tiannan monks, the Archbishop of Xihuang Daodian and dozens of priests have sealed the area.

By the way, you can't hear any noise here. If you don't distinguish carefully, you can't even hear the breath.

Such a vigilant and meticulous defensive system, even if Xiao Zhang and Xiao De, the pros and cons of the ranks come in person, it is difficult to sneak in.

But for that shadow, this is not too difficult, because he is practicing Huang Quan's exercises, he is naturally filthy, and he is the best at evading.

The night was quiet, and the bear warriors, priests, and Tiannan monks in Matsushita relaxed a little.

The shadow came quietly to the small courtyard at the end of the alley, dived into the night with the wind, and walked up the floor along the moss marks to the door.

Xuanyuan sat cross-legged behind the door, closed his eyes, and was asleep.

He slept like this for the past two nights.

Because this position is before the paper door, no matter who wants to see another kind of red and infinity, he will wake him up.

The shadow stopped in front of the door and did not continue to go inside.

Not because he felt the power of Xuanyuan breaking the iron sword across his lap, but because he felt there were two people behind the paper door.

—— Those spars are about to shatter, the mana of the wooden tower has faded a lot, and he is very close.

He can even vaguely sketch the appearance of those two people in his sea of ​​knowledge.

A Taoist and a scribe.

This is exactly the person he was looking for.

Of course he was shocked, and when he was too late, he was afraid.

Those were the two powerful players in the sacred realm. Although he was seriously injured, he still dared not act lightly and just wanted to retreat quickly to pass the news to the shepherd lady.

The shadow quietly returned to the courtyard, floating over the white pebbles, and came under the dwarf pine, ready to come out of the wall.

At this moment, a divine thought fell on him.

The divine thought was not very powerful, and the breath was very gentle, like soft filaments, which did not cause him any harm.

But he did not dare to move, because the message from the Divine Thought was very clear.

If he wants to forcibly break away from this mindfulness, he will surely disturb those outside the wall, and then suffer the strongest repression of Master mindfulness.

And if he does not move, the master of the **** will not move, because the other party does not want to disturb the demon clan strongmen in Baidi City.

The night was deep and the starlight was like water. The dwarf pine under the courtyard wall trembled gently in the night breeze, and the tree shadow also moved.

Time just walked forward slowly, nothing happened.

There is no sound.

Until a certain moment, there were chicks, barking dogs, boiling water, footsteps, and the streets gradually woke up.

Morning light falls in the courtyard, the sound of water represents washing, and occasionally there are a few chats, Xuanyuan Po bought early to return, he still eats beef buns, or steamed buns, porridge and pickles prepared for other red and infinite greens There is only one more steamed dumpling than yesterday, and it's still tender squash filling without any meat stars.

There were faint sounds of chopsticks falling and stools rising from the room.

Xuanyuan broke through the door and walked out, shook his head helplessly, tied the Shanhai sword around his waist, and then left.

The priests outside the courtyard also followed him, and the Tang Family Manager and more than ten Tiannan monks also left. Dazhou officials were already waiting for him in front of the Imperial City.

The people in this neighborhood will go to the Imperial City to see the excitement today. Matsushige this morning is much quieter than before.

This small courtyard at the end of the alley is even more so, and even quiet is a bit palpable.

The morning breeze flicked the dwarf pine, the tree shadow moved slightly, and the shadow was lifted like a piece of paper.

Except Susu lifted the escape form, revealing his true body.

Fog gradually emerged in the small courtyard, and the morning light could not penetrate.

In the brick channel with shallow water flowing in the corner, a few small silverfish turned their stomachs and were dead.

The color of the dwarf pine also gradually became black, as if it had not been washed by rain for many years and was stained with extremely thick dirt.

Moss emerged from the neatly stacked firewood, and the wooden floor became a little wet.

The entire courtyard became very moist and a little dull.

These mists and moisture all come from Su Su's body.

Sweat flowing from the mud-like body soaked the tattered clothes into a highly toxic wet mist.

The Divine Thought was still attached to him.

After a long night, he could not hold on for too long.

There are only two paths before him.

Either quit or move forward, but no matter which way it takes, he needs to break that mind and make the most decisive choice.

He did not hesitate to choose the former, ready to escape.

That's how he survived in the deep stream covered by the Changsheng Sect with a large array.

Later, he was still living like this in the surrounded by the snowfield demon strong.

As long as he can live, he is willing to do anything shameless, and in the future he will retaliate with brutal means.

Under this divine thought, he did not dare to easily use the earth escape, and by the cover of the mist, the ugly flesh wings behind him broke through his clothes silently and moved.

However, at the next moment, he stopped and the fluttering flesh slowly slowed down.

He stretched out his blood-red tongue and licked his dry and cracked lips and smiled.

He smiled ugly, like the body of an insect that had been cracked by the sun.

He turned and looked into the fog, and said with a grudging, harsh voice, "It turns out that you are scaring me."

"For the whole night, you didn't shoot me. You weren't worried about disturbing Mrs. Mu or other demon clan strongmen, but your injury is too heavy now, there is no way to shoot, and you don't want the guy named Xuanyuan to take risks. Face up with me, so this **** thought will fall."

The morning light fell in the courtyard, a little brighter, and it was clear that the deep eyes of Su Yu's dark eyes were puzzled.

"I'd rather take the risk to face the demon clan master who may be coming from me even afterwards, but I don't want to call me to hide my possessions last night, so that the guy named Xuanyuan can take a little risk, why? Is that guy your close disciple, or... an illegitimate child?"

He walked forward slowly, the mist gradually divided, showing the outline of the house.

There was no sound in the house, and no one answered his question.

Except Su went to the house, he only had to walk two steps forward, and his hand could touch the door.

His body was a little trembling because of tension and excitement, and of course the fear that could not be lingered at all—although he was very sure that the situation was as he said before, thinking about what to face next time was Such a legendary couple is still unable to restrain fear.

If he can, he will never step on these two steps, will never reach for the door, or even come to the house.

Sweat was pouring from his short body, the fog was getting thicker and thicker, the wooden floor was getting wet, mushrooms were growing in the wood pile, and then quickly decayed, the beams and all wooden things in the house began to move at high speed Decayed, then decayed, a damp, pungent smell enveloped the entire courtyard.

In the sound of the Kara, the main door in front of the house collapsed to the extent that a paper door was exposed, and two figures behind the door could be seen vaguely.

A sigh rang behind the paper door.

The emotion contained in this sigh is not complicated, and there is not much emotion, but a very simple sigh, which seems extraordinarily calm.

The hot and humid mist soaked the wooden door, the sheet of paper was wet, and then rolled up, as the wooden frame collapsed and fell one after another, looking like snow flakes.

In the sky full of snow scraps, different colors of red and infinite green sit against the wall.

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