Eternal Gate

"What's the situation?"

"It's vomiting blood when it's good."

"Insane?"

Zhao Yun lay quietly on the bed, only feeling his consciousness drifting away. In the dimness, he seemed to be able to hear the conversations of the Demon, Feng Wu, Youlan, Ling Fei, the Great Elder, the Demon Master and the Zhao Family. He wanted to wake up, but how Feeling weak, and dragged into a long dreamland by a touch of drowsiness.

He slept peacefully.

Looking at the demon in front of the bed, their expressions were not so good. They were doing their own things. When they heard Youlan whispered, when they arrived, Zhao Yun had been fainted, his breath was depressed, and his face was pale. Look at the corners of his mouth. There was still a wisp of blood spilling, and anyone who looked at it would be seriously injured.

"It's not hurt!"

If this is the case, the great elder has no idea how many times he said it.

Since Zhao Yun fell asleep, he has not known how many times he has searched, and when he arrived, he has not found a trace of scars, nor has he found any strangeness, but Zhao Yun's mouth is obviously bleeding, which is weird.

"Could it be Skyeye's backlash?" Feng Wu asked tentatively.

The devil shook his head slightly, even if the Sky Eye rebelled, it was not in this state.

"Let's go out first." The elder took a deep breath and left a true essence in Zhao Yun's body to protect Zhao Yun's heart pulse. He had to go back and look up the ancient books, which was too weird.

Everyone hesitated to speak but stopped, and they retreated.

There was silence in the room, only breathing.

I don’t know at any moment, the sound of breathing has changed, and Zhao Yun’s sleep is no longer peaceful, as if he has a nightmare, his eyebrows will always wrinkle inadvertently. He is obviously a martial artist, and he is full of blood, but he seems cold. There was still a drop or two of cold sweat on his forehead trembling.

pain!

Everything has two words: pain.

His consciousness is still so dizzy, still unable to distinguish between the real and the real, only knowing that in the confusion, his mind rumbling, like lightning and thunder, every time there is lightning, his body trembles once, and the most obvious change is his On the center of the eyebrows, there is the rather ancient curse pattern, which seems to be looming, sometimes flickering, like the kind that will last forever and never be annihilated.

"Damn it."

Only she could hear Moon God's abuse.

She once looked back and glanced at the curse pattern on Zhao Yun's eyebrows. It was a kind of curse of God. Even if she tried to fight against Blessing, he was still branded. The curse was not scary, but the curse of God was disgusting, and it was still A supreme **** is even more terrifying than the **** who sent the blessings. The curse has been nailed to his soul. Even in reincarnation, even in reincarnation, the imprint cannot be erased. He will live forever and ever live forever. He is destined to be in trouble, unless He can confer a god, and now it seems that this possibility is zero, with the curse of a god, it is impossible to become a god.

The fact is also evolving as she expected.

Accompanied by Zhao Yun's muffled hum, a mysterious power slowly flowed through his body.

That is luck.

Qi Luck is mysterious and mysterious, invisible and intangible, but real.

Those who have luck against the sky often hit good luck.

Those who are unlucky are hard to find opportunities.

At this moment, Zhao Yun is falling from the heaven-defying people...to the unhelpful people, even worse. There were good luck in the past three days, but now I am afraid that it will not be possible for three to five hundred years. Even if there is, it is not painful. Itching, this is the luck, if you lose it all, it's strange to become a god.

Hey!

The Moon God sighed, then raised his sword, and joined forces with Blessing to fight the curse.

Her sigh was for Zhao Yun.

What a good seedling! It was ruined like this.

The blessing light is already dim. Even so, the curse cannot erase it. It is holding on, upholding Zhao Yun’s understanding. It is a Taoist heart. He will become an indestructible will in the year, even if it is difficult to get rid of. The luck is exhausted, as long as the obsession is still there, it can rise against the sky in the withering, no matter how small hope, in the face of despair, there are endless possibilities.

Well...!

When Moon God watched, Zhao Yun snorted again.

At this point, the curse pattern on his eyebrows gradually dissipated. It was not disappeared. It was carved into his soul. It would be a timed bursting talisman, which may explode at any time. If one is not paying attention, it may be scattered. , The curse lines disappeared, his painful expression returned to normal, and his pale face became more rosy, and the wilted blood became evenly proportioned.

Soon, the great elder opened the door and came in.

He is the only one, no matter how many come in, it is useless.

Eh?

Seeing Zhao Yun's glorious face, the Great Elder couldn't help being surprised.

I forgot that this product has a strong background and power of regeneration. Even if it is injured, it will not be a big problem. He checked again and found no abnormalities. Then he left with confidence. Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it. According to the elder, it was only a matter of time before Zhao Yun woke up.

"Go separately, don't be lazy."

The great elder stroked his beard, and said something majestic.

No one was chirping and they dispersed.

There are no days and nights in Qianqiu City, but the people here count the time silently.

With the arrival of the new day, Qianqiu City is full of vigor and vitality. There are thousands of people who paint amulets and make parts. What about the refined gold ore? Pieces of gold bricks were piled up into hills, and they were extremely dazzling when viewed from a distance. They could be used for cultivation resources for several days.

On the third day, Zhao Yun woke up.

As usual, he was stunned for three to five moments before turning over and getting out of bed, rubbing his eyebrows for a while, not remembering what he had dreamed of, he felt a little dizzy in his head, as if he had been hammered.

"I always feel something is missing."

Zhao Yun muttered, touched his arm, and raised his leg.

Finally, he opened his shirt, pulled open the waistband, and looked inside.

Hmm... Xiao Zhaoyun is still there.

Is it such a coincidence, are you enjoying it? The door opened.

It was Youlan. Seeing Zhao Yun burying his head and looking at it, she was stunned.

"Why don't you knock on the door!" Zhao Yun let out a dry cough, and turned his back in a hurry. He just woke up, his perception is really not very good, or maybe it is Youlan who hides a quite high-level covert. After his perception and hearing, it was so embarrassing.

"I....."

Youlan opened her mouth, not sure what to say.

When it was over, he fled away, his cheeks flushed.

It was a long time before I saw Zhao Yun go out, but Youlan was gone.

"Knock on the door is the most basic benefit."

The words of this brother-in-law are quite charming.

He was busy, and there were few people in the mansion, Zhao Yun went to the highest mountain.

On the way, he scratched his head more than once, but he still felt that something was missing. Also, before, he painted the talisman well, so why did he spurt blood? He asked the great elder, but he didn't know why, but he gave an unreliable guess: he had done too many evils and was retributed.

While speaking, he has reached the top of the mountain.

After playing all the way, I saw the devil standing in front of the sand table, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhao Yun didn't disturb him, and came up quietly. Then he saw the devil's hand, still holding a magnifying glass, looking at the sand table. Xu was so fascinated that he didn't even notice his arrival.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at the sand table with his eyes.

At this look, his eyes suddenly brightened.

It's no wonder that he is so, because someone has entered the Undead Mountain, and I don't know which family of people, only a man and a woman, are hiding in the mountain, and put the phoenix on the mountain? The picture...is not ordinary.

Live broadcast properly!

"Stolen into the Undead Mountain, you must try to commit a crime."

Zhao Yun said in his heart with awe-inspiring righteousness, and he took a magnifying glass in his hand and aimed at it.

Need to aim... to see clearly.

"Wow, why are you walking silently!" The devil was startled.

"You are not authentic!" Zhao Yun just looked around, and didn't know to call me if there was such a good thing.

"Yeah, you didn't wake up." The devil took the magnifying glass again.

"To be honest, I looked back at this picture for the first time."

"What you said seems to me."

"Don't say it, it's brighter than Chungong."

"Is this insulting gentleman."

Over the heads of the two, a Tianzong true biography and a demon sage, while watching the live broadcast, they murmured at the same time, you said a word to me, as if you were talking about cross talk, the most funny expression is, obviously, it is the peeping. , The morals are broken, but they are all serious.

Look at the faces of the two, there has been a touch of decoration.

What decoration? Nosebleeds, but also bleeding from one nostril.

It's no wonder that they are all worthy of prosperity and blood is normal.

"These two are funny."

There is a saying, it was given to them by the Moon God.

Even though they are fighting, there is still some effort to take a look.

Whoosh!

The wind was blowing, and there was a fragrance of women.

Feng Wu came, and saw the two of them from a long distance. They didn't know what they were doing, and they whispered. Moreover, they both had a magnifying glass in their hands. The eyes of the two were also bright.

Xu was curious, and she sneaked up too.

After a while, he was stunned. After half an instant, the beautiful cheeks were instantly red, and the beautiful eyes burst into flames. The two saints were sneaking up and looking at the man and woman.

Snapped! Snapped!

The next two slaps were crisp and loud.

Seeing vigorously, a girl suddenly came, which hurts feelings. One person has a big mouth, and his face is crooked. It was bleeding from one nostril. Now, it is extra symmetrical.

"Your saint, your temper is not good!"

"Tweet has changed, she was gentle before."

When both of them went down the mountain, they were still smearing their nosebleeds, and they didn't know whether they were beaten, or watched too much, and even slapped them without delaying their imagination.

"This...what's wrong." Ling Fei raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

"Fall." Or it is a good friend, the thief has a tacit understanding at the critical moment.

"Your face, hit his face!" Ling Fei squinted. I am not tall, but... does not mean that I have water in my head. I can see that bright slap.

The two of them disagreed, and went straight to the crooked neck tree.

Nonsense is nonsense, business is still to be done.

The so-called business is to receive the kidnapping ransom.

Just imagine, if your child is lost, can you not worry?

The two are considerate and have to be sent home.

"It's him."

The devil raised his hand and took Huadu away.

Zhao Yun raised his hand and took Yan Kang away.

To say that the four of them are very destined, I think about that night in the Drunken Dream Tower, Huadu went to prostitution. Prostitution, Zhao Yun hid in the ground, the devil hid in the tree, and Yan Kang hid in the rockery; one has the left eye and the other With the right eye and the other with the left and right eye, Huadu felt so upset in his heart.

Out of the city, went straight to the mountain.

What about live broadcasting? Don't look at nothing.

what a pity! The good show has ended.