Chapter 1733

Qin Ming looked at the buried flower suspiciously: "did you really kill him?"

"Long winded! Take the crystal coffin and get out of the incontinence island!"

Qin ordered to forcibly open the coffin cover and check the condition of the body. It should be the Lord of the witch hall. Yes, but the overlord who once dominated the inland sea died in his own hands? "Why challenge the holy land of light? To some extent, the first human race in cangxuan Tianting has more inside information and influence than the small Tianting in Donghuang. They represent the human race in cangxuan Tianting, are also the last support of the human race, and are also a node in the balance between the human race and the demon race. If you just make a fuss, it doesn't matter, but if you want to overthrow the whole holy land of light, you will be involved It's not just strength and tactics that can make up for the trouble and confusion. "

"When you slaughtered Huang Lei Tian, did you consider Huang Lei Tian's influence in the thunder workshop in the heaven? When you slaughtered Huan Lang Tian, did you consider the reaction of three palaces, nine days and twelve earth sects?"

"Of course!"

"But now? What's the reaction!! I still can't turn you to teach me how to do things. Take the crystal coffin and leave the incontinence island. From now on, there is no witch temple in the heaven, and there is no relationship between you and me. The incontinence island has nothing to do with the heavenly king hall! You raise your name and I will avenge me!"

"Revenge? What do you have against the holy land of light?" Qin Ming looked at the burial of the flower witch master and suddenly said, "the former master of incontinence island was hurt by the holy land of light?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"I have to do something, and you can wait a few years before you do it. There's no need to worry now." Qin ordered to check the crystal coffin and be careful everywhere. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he transferred it to the eternal palace and placed it in the side hall of the second son of the skeleton. "After all, we've been together for half a year. I don't want you to die too ugly."

"We don't get along with each other, only the transaction! The transaction has been completed, and the two don't owe each other and have nothing to do with each other!" the burial flowers are gorgeous and beautiful. The red dress in blood and the Yurun skin interweave an amazing charm. The slender and graceful posture shows the mature charm, but every word and every move shows the cold and strong resistance thousands of miles away.

"I have one last question. Answer me and I'll leave."

"Say!"

Qin Ming looked at the cool eyes of the buried flowers, brewing for a long time, hesitated for a long time, and said word by word: "that half a year, is it true or false."

Facing Qin Ming's eyes, the funeral flower gently opened her red lips and responded with two words: "naive!"

Qin Ming looked deeply at the buried flowers, but his heavy tone was very calm. "There were a few moments when I wanted to kill you. There were also a few moments when I really did. But since you can put it down completely, I am worthy of it. From now on, you and I have lost our gratitude and resentment and don't owe each other."

Burying flowers no longer speak, beautiful as immortals, but indifferent and strong.

Qin Ming also stopped talking and looking at her. He rose from the sky and left from the stone road above. He was prepared for the answer of burying flowers. Today's meeting also expected the attitude of burying flowers, but he still wanted to see and ask, completely untie the tangle in his heart and put it down completely. After all, when they separated, they were not completely calm. After years of precipitation, they could be responsible for their every word and attitude.

Burying flower stood silently for a long time, her cold eyes moved slightly, and Gu Jing's state of mind did not seem to be as calm as her surface. However, after the silent silence, the eyes returned to cold, and the posture and momentum returned to arrogance. Several mysterious chains wrapped around the jade arm, slowly lifted up, facing the distance, controlled the thick fog barrier across the air, and let Qin life leave!

Qingming witch LORD watched Qin Ming leave the island of incontinence with a frown. He always felt that Qin Ming had something to do with burying flowers. But considering the temperament of burying flowers, he couldn't imagine anything.

Muronghui and an Lingxi were even more surprised that they invited Qin Ming, the sworn enemy, into such a private and important place. Moreover, they were sensitive to find that irritable and powerful beasts such as three eyed giant apes were rarely quiet. It seemed that they did not conflict with Qin Ming. People who should never enter the mountain should enter.

But Qin Ming left after all. It seemed that nothing had happened. He came abruptly but left simply. Whether it's the Qingming witch master, Murong Huian Lingxi, or the ice sea snake, there's no reason to ask and think more. They returned to the vortex of Lingyuan, received rich spiritual nourishment, continued to shut down, continued to practice, and continued to wait for the coming fierce battle.

Incontinence Island restored its usual calm and vitality, buried flowers back to the tree cocoon, soaked with spiritual fluid, and continued to meditate and practice. However... In the huge tree cocoon of this house, there is not only one buried flower, but also a boy pierced by branches, sitting quietly in the corner.

"Mom, I feel bad." the boy is about three years old, beautiful and young, pouting his ruddy little mouth and pulling the branches on his face.

"Bear it." burying flower closed her eyes indifferently.

"It hurts."

"Bear it!"

The boy twisted his young and white body, secretly looked at the buried flowers in front of his eyes, and wanted to pull out the branches of his body, but these things penetrated his body like steel, and also spread countless twigs and threads, filling the blood vessels and internal organs of his body. Although a steady stream of energy nourishes him, it is still very uncomfortable for him when he is young. "Mom, I want to go out."

"What did you say?"

"After five years old." the boy closed his mouth and muttered weakly, "it's still a long time."

"Read! Practice speaking! Recite it all for me in ten days!" the burial flower took out a book from the space ring and threw it in front of the boy.

"The wind... Broke the army... Well... I don't know the word..." the boys struggled to hold the thick book with their small hands, and their small faces were about to squeeze together.

"Spectrum! The wind breaks the spectrum!"

"I can't understand!" the boy pouted.

"I let you read, let you understand?" burying flowers closed their eyes and meditated coldly, with a calm but stern tone.

"Oh..." the boy opened the book and looked at the difficult words on it. His eyebrows were almost crowded together.

"You are three years old. Today you begin to increase your college study."

"I'm only three years old." the boy almost cried. He looked wrongly at the buried flowers looming in the depths of the spirit fluid and muttered carefully: "Mom, who was that man just now? Did he make you angry?"

The funeral flower said indifferently: "the Dageng sword array last time didn't recite skillfully. I'll give you half a day to recite it again. It's wrong. There's one word that can't pronounce clearly. When you were five years old, you'll have one more day to go out."

The boy pouted hard, clenched his little hand, angrily looked at the back of the buried flowers in front, but he held his strength for a long time, and was silently discouraged. He obediently picked up the book next to him and looked at it. It's just that the little guy's simple head is a little curious. Who can make his mother angry? Who's that man? He's so powerful!