Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

It’s not a good idea to understand the character of Yu Xuanzhi, but he must understand a sword repair that loves swords, and cares about his sword.

Therefore, the stalwart man nodded unexpectedly and nodded slightly. "So, this is the rationale. I don't have much to do. I think about it, I can only send you another ritual."

He said that he looked northward and the sky was faint, but the meaning was clear.

If there is an induction in the heart of Beibei, he licks his lips. He already knows what to send to the moon.

"That pity, you should have already handed it to me." The moon is respectful: "Since it is useless to you, give it to those who need it more."

Although there was a hunch, but I really heard the words of the moon lord, Beibeitian was still stunned. He was silent, and he was so helpless that he couldn’t help but look like a child who could not find his way.

He has not yet responded, but the reaction of Wan Yi, who is standing next to him, is extremely strong. He shouted loudly: "Master, you are joking about the old man, and you have already recognized the North Seven Miles, and it is It is also stained with blood and killing, and it is completely inconsistent with the younger brother. You gave the sword to the younger brother, isn’t it hurting him? And pity is used by this kind of person, it is not worthy of the younger brother, I think - -"

The moon-respecting man slightly squinted his eyes, and the twilight was so cold that he quickly closed his mouth when he saw it.

"Okay, okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."

After the initial mood fluctuations, Beibeitian has been re-emerging and feeling no emotion!

He took the pity from the storage ring and walked over to the moon. He was only a distance of one or twenty meters. He walked very slowly. He carefully held the sword. Gently rubbing the hilt with your fingers, as if you hope that there is no end to this road.

Wan Yi looked at the back of the Beibei days of depression, and suddenly a sour rushing into his heart, he pinched his fist, clenched the roots and hang down the scorpion can not bear to look again.

Even if he likes to toss the North Seven Miles again, it is only unfriendly to him. It is only a verbal one. It will not bring any excessive harm to Beibeitian, but the Master took the pity. For Jian Xiu, this is definitely a pain in the heart.

Zhang Fengting wanted to say something, but he took a look at the moon and he had to sigh softly.

Beibeitian stood by the moon and respected the people, and handed him his pity.

The man who took the moon and took it back with one hand, rubbing the sword, said: "Pity and pity is a sword that I have recovered from the east of Dongzhou. The sword is gentle and clean, so it is naturally better than the one that is not yours." Stop Ge, but for you today, you can still use it. You are a sword repairer. You must have no sword. Today I will give you pity and hope that you can get back to the state as soon as possible."

When Xuan Xuan’s hands took pity and pity, he felt a fierce suffocation and killing. The pity and the trepidation in the scabbard seemed to be screaming, and he could not help but want to break. The sheath came out to kill the Quartet.

This sword has become a sword of killing.

Rao is Xuanzhi, and at this time he couldn’t help but look at Beibeitian.

This looks like a young man and a young man, and he is a few years old. He has already dyed his hands with blood and wonders how many lives he killed.

He kills those who are good or bad, whether they are humans or beasts. After all, they are overkill and bloody, which is not good for his future cultivation.

He also felt the repression, hate and pain from Beibeitian from pity and pity. He did not know where this emotion came from, but the sword would not lie, and there was bound to be unknown in Beibeitian. past.

Yu Xuanzhi's jade white slender fingers gently touched the blade, using his breath and warmth as a sword, using his unique method to appease this pity.

Pity and pity seem to have a feeling, it didn't take long before it was quiet.

There was a touch of surprise in the scorpion of Beibei’s ancient wave.

How much pity and temper is, he knows better than anyone. When his temper comes up, Rao is his master who has been with him for many years, and he is helpless, and Xuan Xuan actually touched it a few times, and it was quiet.

What I don’t know about Beibei is that the spleen that used to be used by Yu Xuanzhi is even more eccentric, or even stubborn. He has to deal with this "disobedient sword" and naturally has his own A set of methods.

Moreover, he does not take the stagnation at this time, but he still has the breath of the stagnation. The rank of the sorrow is far higher than the pity, and the pity feels the breath of the high-ranked person from the sword. Naturally, he can't help but recognize. Oh.

Xuan Xuan holds the pity and said: "Thank you for the sword."

Han Yuezun nodded with satisfaction and turned and walked with satisfaction.

After ten thousand reliance, the sacred man stopped his footsteps and said: "How to punish you tomorrow, you know."

Wan Yiyi was dejected, and he was so weak that he had a head.

After the slain of the moon, Wan Yi squatted and screamed at the north of the earth, saying: "I blame you."

Beibeitian was motionless. After a while, it was the way to Xuanxuan: "It is better for it."

Xuan Xuan nodded and said: "This is nature."

Although pity is now in his hands, he does not necessarily have a relationship with him. This sword is not so suitable for him, but he does not have a more suitable sword if he wants to come under the moon.

Bei Haotian deeply looked at one of Xuan Xuan’s eyes and turned and walked away.

Wan Yi screamed at Beibeitian who didn't look at him. He said, "Hey, you shouldn't be looking for a place to cry?"

Beibeitian turned a corner and disappeared into the flowers.

Wan Yiyi leaned on the door and cut a sigh. He said, "I don't have a young age and my temper is not small."

He was older than Beibei, only because he was a few days late, so he became a younger brother, but Wan Yiyi never looked at Beibei Tiandeng.

Wan Yi’s head was slapped from behind.

"Hey!" Wan Yi screamed and turned to look at the exhibition Fengting Pavilion.

Exhibition Feng Ting Road: "Let you make it!"

Wan Yi muttered: "I am not drunk?"

Drunk?" Exhibition Fengting sneered, said: "If you say this, you will lie to yourself. ”

Wan Yiyi shrugged helplessly.

"Let me see you next time, I will wait and see." The exhibition Fengting is really angry, and even the words of threats are said.

However, after letting go of the words, Zhan Fengting walked away with his sleeves. The sea mad spurt and sighed with enthusiasm against Wan Yi, and Wan Yi slammed his mouth and pointed him at the middle finger.

The sea mad wave chased the exhibition Fengting, and only Yu Xuanzhi was still in the house.

When Xuan Xuan was ready to put away the pity, he heard Wan Yi said: "Wait!"

Wan Yi rushed over, took a pity, and carefully touched it for a while, like feelings.

"That boy, especially likes pity." Wan Yiyu said: "Now I am sure to find a place to hide and cry. This kid, playing small is like this, hehe...."

Xuan Xuan suddenly knew that the person he said was Beibeitian.

It’s just that he wants to understand what it’s about Beibeitian, why he’s still shouting and killing, but at this time he is mentioning him in such a gentle tone.

The path of Xuan Xuan: "I only saw you on the North brother, I thought you had a deep hatred with him."

Wan Yixiao laughed, and a pair of peach eyes were even more fascinating.

"You are right, I have a **** sea enmity with him." Wan leaned on his eyes and smiled like a smile. "This kind of thing, you ask North Cong, you know, but he will I won't say it, just look at his relationship with you. I think you took his pity. He still doesn't know how to arrange you. He definitely can't go anywhere. But I still recommend you not to. Be curious about these things, so as not to invite them to kill themselves."

After Wan Yiyu finished speaking, he handed the pity to Yu Xuanzhi and said: "Sleepy, go to sleep, right. When I am tomorrow, I have to see you appear on the training field. I am not allowed to be lazy."

Xuan Xuan looked thoughtfully and pity, did not see exactly what happened, but my heart was thinking about choosing a day to look for the north of the desert to inquire, when the North desert with Beibei Tianyi Road fled from Beizhou to the east Zhou, it seems to have escaped, but the two were separately taken up by different peaks. North Cang has never mentioned his past, and Xuan Xuan did not ask, but at this time he found that Beibeitian Mood, it seems very dangerous.

This is not a good thing.

After Xuan Xuan’s washing was finished, lying on the bed, he couldn’t help but start thinking about what happened to Ah.

What happened to Ashi now?

"Why did you eat any bird stuff, why can't you see the road?" Feng Jingyu explored his head from the chest of the scorpion, and he has followed the scorpion mark for at least five hours in this fog!

The two tiger scorpions are not far from the scorpion marks, and they are afraid of licking their eyes.

The scorpion marks are also filled with sadness and hardship.

Didn't you say that after you have eaten the remedy, you can see the road and go out?

But no one told him that the efficacy of the remedy was only a fragrant time!

So the scorpion marks in the fog and turned to find the way.

Not only do you have fog, you can't see the distance, there are still many trees here, and it is easy to confuse people.

He was not stupid, he tried to use these trees to mark, consciously try to avoid repeating the road, but the painful lesson of two hours told him that it was useless, he marked on a tree, often There will be a tree, and at the same time, like a mirror, it will be marked with the same mark.

晏 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕 痕How do you go out?"

Feng Jingyu hates iron and does not become steel, said: "Your brother gives you so many magic weapons, use it out!"

I think so! But the level of these illusions is too high, and those magic weapons don't work!

Feng Jingyu sighed and spit out: "Your big brother is really not reliable."

When I heard someone say that his brother was ill, he immediately said with a serious expression: "My older brother is the most reliable person in the world. He certainly did not anticipate my current situation. Otherwise, he must give me refining. A better magic weapon to crack the magic array."

Feng Jingyu made a disdainful voice.

Although Abai and Amber are already seven-star cubs, they can't stand them.

The two tiger scorpions can't wait to stick themselves to the scorpion marks. They can't help but watch the phoenix feathers. They can't help but turn their eyes. If the white tigers in the southern world know that their descendants actually have such a Oh, it’s estimated that you’re so angry that you will take the two tiger scorpions and throw them into the tamer forest.

Too much to lose the old face of the white tiger family!

After a while, the scorpion marks slowly slowed down and then continued to explore the fog.

However, after exhausting all kinds of methods, the scorpion marks still cannot find a way.

Feng Jingyu saw that he was exhausted and said: "Or else, use the voice ring to tell your older brother about the current situation. Let's not come to this broken place. I see what Huai Yuzun is, not really sincere. I want to accept you as a disciple, or else why bother to toss you, and to follow your older brother is better than sin."

When I calculate the hour, I am afraid that it will be all day. I don’t know anything strange in this fog, so the physical strength and infuriating of the scorpion mark are extremely serious. Even now, every time I take a step, he is breathing very much. Very powerful, still coughing up.