Chapter 1275

Leaf dust just left, Gong Yuwei on a low sob, leaning on the side of the boat, tears rush again.

Hu qiaoxue was startled and ran to her. She said, "Yuwei, what are you doing? Why don't you tell him? He's so powerful that it's just a little work for him. You don't have to force yourself. Why don't you say that? "

Hu qiaoxue has the taste of hating iron but not steel.

Gong Yuwei shook her head gently and choked: "Yuwei, he is just a charity to me, just a kind of joint help because of my mother, do you know?"

"If in his heart I was just someone I knew because of my mother, I would rather not ask him for help," she continued

Gong Yuwei grabs Hu qiaoxue's arm, tears streaming.

"You know, I'm really heartache now. Why does he help me and save me, not because of myself, but because of the relationship between my mother and him?"

"In his eyes, I am not even a friend, why, why, I so let him hate?"

Gong Yuwei cried so helpless, but Hu qiaoxue didn't know how to comfort her. She could only hold her gently, listen to her cry, and sighed in her heart. Who could have thought that the ordinary young man who met for the first time actually changed his body and soared up to nine days and became the legendary frost leaf immortal?

If they had known that he was such a big man, then how could they have ignored him again and again, leading to the situation that both sides are in the same way today?

You should know ye Chen was never a man of unkindness. Everyone saw his care for Feng Haibin. If they were not so snobbish at the beginning and sincere in each other, it would not be the result.

The young woman beside her suddenly realized that ye Chen was so young. When she was young, her resistance to beauty should be very weak. However, ye Chen's performance was quite different. Even a beautiful girl like Gong Yuwei could treat her indifferently, which made her look different.

Soon, by the side of the no longer existing popular River, countless warships and flying boats were scattered, and those who came from all over the world, no matter how they felt in their hearts, had to leave in dismay. This amazing war finally ended.

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Almost instantly, the whole Star River trembled for it. The battle between frost leaf immortal and Jinwu immortal, the holy land that overlooks all things, has to pay attention to.

Even the real immortals in Ziyun holy land have to admit that yuntalong is a tough opponent, and the whole universe is shocked by the news of his death.

"What? Is yunta dragon dead? "

Countless people were appalled at the outcome of the decisive battle.

Even after 30000 years, the reputation of yuntalong has been like thunder in the stars and the surrounding stars. This is the unique figure that only the real immortal of the ten thousand demons can defeat. A generation of powerful people died in the hands of the little earth, a new frost leaf immortal?

In the forbidden area of Changsheng cult, a middle-aged man in white was in a hurry and finally came to the holy mountain.

On the holy mountain, there are birds and flowers, exotic flowers and plants everywhere, auspicious Phoenix and auspicious animals. It looks like a fairyland. However, the middle-aged man in white is walking on thin ice, afraid to touch a grass or a flower.

Because the whole mountain was created out of thin air by the immortal immortal. He has practiced to the realm of "one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi", and directly points to the path of feisheng. Even if a middle-aged man in white is a real immortal, he does not dare to show any disrespect to his master, because he knows that it is only an idea for the immortal immortal to kill himself.

When he came to the top of the Shenshan mountain, his steps relaxed again, even his breath seemed to disappear. He looked at his nose and his heart, and solemnly bowed to the empty place on the top of the mountain:

"master, Jinwu immortal is dead."

At the top of Shenshan mountain, there are also lush trees, birds and flowers, but under a towering tree, there is still a bud that has not yet opened.

The middle-aged people in white know that as long as the flower bud is in full bloom, the immortal can cultivate the eternal world to the state of great perfection and reach the legendary flying state.

But this is the half step. He has been sleepy for 30000 years. In the past 30000 years, he has been thinking hard all the time, trying to make the last flower bud bloom, but It still doesn't help.

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man in white, there was a breeze blowing on a peaceful mountain. Although the wind seemed small, it made the rare animals on the whole mountain kneel on the ground, shivering and afraid to look up.

Then, an ethereal figure appeared on the top of the holy mountain. It was an old man with white beard and hair and elegant like an immortal.

"Cloud treading dragon was killed by Wanyao immortal? When was the duel between them and why didn't you inform me in advance? "

The old man's voice was very calm, and he didn't sound angry. However, the middle-aged man in white was shocked, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out, and his spirit and spirit were withered in an instant.

"Master, listen! The person who duels with Jinwu Zhenxian is not Wanyao Zhenxian, but frost leaf Zhenxian from the earth. I think there is no suspense in this war, so I didn't disturb you, old man... ""What?"

The voice of Changsheng Zhenxian Gujing was trembling. The world of eternal life, which had been extremely solid, began to show the tendency of fragmenting, which shows how unstable his mind is.

The middle-aged man in white was also the one who watched the battle on the scene. He quickly connected his mind to the other side's mind and reproduced the situation of the duel.

Changsheng Zhenxian's face became more and more dignified. The breeze, which had already calmed down, began to blow again, and it became more and more urgent. It soon reached the point of pulling down mountains and trees, making the middle-aged man in white kneel on the ground shivering.

After a long time, the wind stopped slowly. The middle-aged man in white knelt down on the ground. He did not dare to get up. He could only secretly look up at his master, but only saw that the other side was pale and covered with sweat.

"Impossible, impossible How can there be such a genius in the world? Actually, I can kill yunta dragon with one hand, and the last sword is terrible. If I don't offer the immortal disillusionment formula, I'm afraid I will be killed instantly! "

The old man's voice was shaking, and the flower bud, which had not bloomed, was still no matter how fierce the wind was, but now it was slightly swinging.

"Master!"

The middle-aged man in white was shocked. The old man's world of eternal life had already reached the point of being separated from the gods. The only connection with the immortal was the flower bud.

This flower bud is the young child of the immortal immortal. If the flower bud shakes slightly, it is tantamount to that the immortal's mind is in disorder and even the foundation of cultivation has been shaken!