"Brother, let you study but you don’t read. This is written by a great writer in the source area. It means that there is no mana to do evil and no mana to be merciful, but in fact it is a guy waiting for others to give alms, and he is full of servility. This writer really has some great wisdom in the Buddhist world, lamenting his misfortune, angering his indisputable, and hitting the nail on the head. Hey, hey, how can the novice monk in the Buddhist world do this! If so, we will destroy him first, lest he break the momentum of our Buddhist world! "
"Hey hey, younger brother, don’t those emperors like such subjects?"
"Ha ha, this is the secret of regime change. Brother, we were born too late to take part in the great war that wiped out the creatures from the source. I really don’t understand why the western gods have to kill people whose source has’ evolutionary spirit’. "
"Teacher younger brother, if you don’t understand, don’t understand. Some secrets you want to know are to be exchanged with’ golden body (life)’. We are still busy, how can we get the Buddha crystal! The way of communication in the Buddhist world in the West is more energy-saving than other forces. Isn’t there a saying of’ alms’ in this world? Let’s go down and see the world of flowers. "
"Well, the world of flowers and flowers, here we come."
The two golden lights flashed, and the two venerable men turned into monks and quietly fell to the land of China.
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Of course, when other major forces were playing tricks, the flying bat Xuechenzi in the blood demon world was not idle, and the blood force of induction made him fly to the depths of cities with very old castles.
Italy, Rome.
Blood Chen Zi stayed in a hotel that looked a little spooky, and the blood spurted out. Finally, a scarlet figure appeared at night, with two long fangs exposed and pale face, in sharp contrast with the red clothes.
"Why are you still so low-level and shady? Where is your leader?" Blood Chen Zi is a little angry.
"Tell adult, chief, early, early without a leader! I came here because I felt the thick blood clan breath of adults. "
"Why not?"
"My Lord, 1000 years ago, the main blood clan fought against the Western Holy See Inquisition, and both sides suffered great losses. Since then, they have never recovered. Then, with more and more human beings and more advanced technology, my blood clan gradually lost its hiding place, so it dispersed into the crowd. After thousands of years, the secret method was lost and the blood was submerged. The pure blood clan had little to talk about and was almost extinct. "
"Hey, insult, what’s your name? Bring me the rest of the blood clan, and I’ll teach you the secret method, which will make mankind look good. In addition, check for me, why is this planet so strange that there is no demon spirit? "
"Yes, my Lord, my name is Siskel."
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In the micro-world, after Xie Wubing left in Tianxin, he was in no mood to stay in Kemeng, and reluctantly left the special training method of rapidly enhancing physical fitness left by Tianxin, so he left and returned to the front.
The border of Xuanshui Empire is still quiet. He then meditated on the alchemy formula handed down to him by Tianxin.
Winter and spring are coming, just as he is upset, the dark star field is surrounded by a piece of white light, slowly shrinking, and the dark Lord’s painful scream wakes up all the troops stationed at the border of the fine alliance, and their photonics are improved rapidly under the white light, which lasts for two days. The headquarters of the fine alliance sent a decisive battle order for the last battle.
Xie Wubing finally believed that Tianxin was not far off the mark. After consulting with General Lan Huo, he decided that General Lan Huo would lead the army to attack the Xuanshui border, and he would stand by to block or fight the other senior black Magic General.
The lightning flashed, the thunder flashed, and the white light gathered towards the dark star domain. After 15 days, it finally approached the center of the dark star domain, and there was no progress. No matter how much the alliance sacrificed, it did not enter half an inch again. The huge body of the dark Lord was squeezed and wriggled, splitting up countless magic soldiers to compete with the white light and the team of the fine alliance. Although the pain was still there, it was not thin.
Xie Wubing is the only Red Belt Three-stage Warrior in the Alliance Team. He has hit a large area of light-induced enchantment, but his progress is too big. Compared with white light, his progress is too small, and he is already a little tired.
In two days, the white light suddenly turned into a light curtain, which not only eliminated the Dark Devil and increased the speed of the Dark Devil’s soldiers, but also made all the alliance teams feel too tired to be energetic as a newborn, just like a trimmed army.
Xie Wubing suddenly seemed to understand something. As Brother Tianxin said, the "patron saint" woke up and was executing the magic order. Yes, it takes many Xie Wubing to weave this photo-generated light curtain. Brother Tianxin must listen! Library! Be sure to go!
He is right, their patron saint Chaduc has woken up from a state of silence.
What’s more, when Chaduc woke up, the undisguised breath of "crazy heart" instantly enveloped the whole desert, which shocked the vanguard of several major forces, such as immortals, demons, demons and buddhas, and dared not be presumptuous.
But what really lets Chaduc know his situation is the information that Tianxin left in the sea of his consciousness. In this piece of information, Chaduc knows everything, knows how he entered this underground sand sea, and has been "staying" in this underground for five or six years. Finally, he will also be told that he has a brain tumor and the treatment method. Finally, it is a period of light heart.
Like a drunken dream, like a sea of smoke, yesterday’s everything is still fresh in my mind, but 2000 days have passed. Chaduc pinched himself hard, and his body shot up in pain, arching a big hole in the sand sky above his head, and when he fell, he scattered sand all over the ground. Touching his head and ass, he finally believes that he has become a "monster"!
I was in a fog for quite a while, only to remember that there was an enemy in my head. Then, guided by that information, I could clear the "tumor (dark star field)" in the back of my brain. I don’t know how much time passed, but I felt that I met my opponent and couldn’t move forward. So I practiced photonics again. After Bai Lvmu took the practice, the curtain of photonics was issued, and he had a feeling that I seemed to hear the breath of being born in my body shouting and cheering.
Shake your head, this is too mysterious! No matter, go out, the desert is still waiting to be managed by yourself. The old man in Maalinn is worried to death. By the way, Milan should graduate. Chaduc could no longer hold back the fluctuation of mood, and fled out. It’s the New Year’s Lantern Festival in 2029.
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But is this really the Taklimakan desert? Is it the desert where you want to be subdued day and night?
Rows of skyscrapers, wide and helpless boulevards, traffic from south to north, moist and green crispy grasslands, everything is so layered, everything is so full of vitality, and there is no chaos in the celebration, showing the breath of the New Year. He loved it so much that he was shocked. Tears of joy could not stop falling into ice slag in the cold spring.
In the vague tears, a slim and energetic figure came, a fiery figure came, a charming face with anger and joy appeared, a long-lost and unusually clear face appeared, those bright eyes that were extremely familiar, a ray of laughter that vaguely rippled in the ear, and a voice shouting with a little surprise.
"Chaduc, Chaduc and Chaduc, is that you?"
"Milan, is that you?" Chaduc’s voice is a bit stiff, Milan’s fiery young girl looks unaccustomed to him, and Milan’s happy and sad look makes him more uneasy.
"Brother Chaduc, why didn’t you come back for six years? If the chairman hadn’t told me that you would appear here, I still don’t know when I can see you?"
"Milan, I … How’s Dad Maalinn?"
"Well, go back first!" Milan’s eyes were swollen and almost shed tears on the spot.
This road is wide and spacious, but it is curved in Catharine. Under the guidance of Milan’s figure with a little shaky shoulders, apart from Chaduc’s scary hair and beard, they are both silent, walking in tandem in the chilly spring breeze, and the atmosphere is dull.
Chaduc wants to say a thousand things, but he doesn’t know where to start; Milan wants to ask everything, but they don’t know how to speak. When I arrived at my destination unconsciously, Milan asked Chaduc to take a shower, get a haircut and change clothes first, and then come out for dinner. After dinner, I have something to tell him.
Quietly following Milan’s instructions, he walked into a shower room inlaid with ochre red floor, and Chaduc began to "repair" himself, but the doubt in his heart could not be repaired, lamenting that the time when Little Milan stuck to himself had passed. When he came out in his new clothes, the food was set, and Milan’s eyes were a little red, as if he had cried. This made his heart sink, sinking without knowing the bottom.
The food was delicious, but Chaduc was tasteless. After adding two bowls of rice to Milan, he stopped eating. Milan went into the kitchen to tidy up the dishes, but he sat on the soft sofa in a daze.
Milan didn’t come out for a long time. He pushed open the kitchen door, only to find that Nizi had already cried into a tearful person. His heart was as frightened as when Milan shed tears when she was a child. Without considering that Milan had grown into a young girl who was not much shorter than him, he picked it up and sat down on the sofa in the living room. "Good boy, good boy Milan, come and tell the eldest brother what happened?"
When I was a child, I was exchanged for Milan’s crying. "Eldest brother, Milan is so bitter! Dad died, and you disappeared, meowed, meowed … "
Torre died, and Maalinn Torre, who was closer to himself than his own, died. Chaduc was stunned and let out a cry of pain. Tears flowed like the river dried up, and his memory regained. However, everything was a dream, a dream!
The northwest man’s body trembled for a long time, and when he calmed down, tears had already soaked his clothes. The woman in her arms had already fainted from crying, stroking this cheek that she had seen since childhood, and smelling the smell of crying in Milan since childhood, Chaduc’s body could not hold back again, and she began to tremble. He woke Milan and asked him how his parents died, and a cold feeling suddenly filled the room.
"Milan, how did Dad die?"
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Chapter 50 The wind blows in March