Chapter 285

The crowd was stunned and finally turned into silence.

Stay in a space where you can't see your fingers and your perception is completely shielded. It's a pity that the little famine Lord can survive.

The fire cloud thought.

He would be crazy.

"Can you only live in lust every day?" Huo Dongyun muttered in his heart.

In an instant, the fire cloud held his chest and his heart hurt!

He felt bad for his brother-in-law when he thought about such things.

"I feel someone is speaking ill of me. Who is it, uncle Ao Shan or brother Dong Yun?"

A voice came from the purple jade.

The fire moved the cloud and AO mountain, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

So powerful?!

Just now Huo Dongyun was really thinking about Dao Tianjun's bad words, and Aoshan also had them. He felt that Dao Tianjun must be holding it hard in recent years. It's sad.

And both of them are thinking about one thing.

That's Dao Tianjun. He has a lot of cards. Listen to what others say.

A few supreme masters will not die.

He is also the son of the Dragon King. Why is he treated so well? He envies the chicken pain.

"Can you come out?" Fu Xuan said.

"It should be OK. I feel stronger and stronger now. After contacting you, I gradually feel where I am."

Dao Tianjun replied.

"Do you need us to pick you up?"

The fire emperor asked. He wanted Tao Tianjun to tell him where he was, and the people of the remnant wasteland took him back.

"No need." Tao Tianjun's voice came out again.

Suddenly.

Dao Tianjun had no voice.

Everyone is nervous. Is something wrong.

I heard the sound from the purple jade. It seemed that I was changing my clothes.

"What are you doing?" Fu Xuanqing's muscles burst, speechless to the extreme.

Can you pay attention to the occasion and talk about what you're doing?

change one's clothes?

Can your brain circuits be a little more strange.

"What do you know, old QIPA? Wait for me."

Dao Tianjun answered.

After a while, the movement in the purple jade disappeared.

In the surprised eyes of the people, they saw a soft light from the purple jade.

A hazy figure emerged.

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils contracted suddenly.

Tao Tianjun made a new discovery when he was talking. He could not only transmit sound, but also send out images.

Gradually, Tao Tianjun became clearer and clearer.

With white clothes and black hair, his clothes, robes and black hair are elegant, not tied or tied, slightly floating, lined with a figure hanging in the air, just like a God coming to the world, and his skin is faint and shiny.

Three hundred years.

Tao Tianjun's face and temperament have changed. He is as handsome as a picture and should appear in his poems.

He was just a simple white robe. He wore it at will. It seemed that he should not exist in the world. His appearance could not be explained by words.

A pair of eyes flashed with the light of a thousand kinds of colored glass, which made Yiwang fall into it involuntarily.

"This is..."

Huo Dongyun opened his mouth. He hasn't seen him for 300 years. Is this still the brother-in-law?

He was almost bent at the moment he saw it.

Ao Shan blinked and touched his bald head.

Has abstinence gone wrong recently? I have an impulse to think of him.

Fu Xuan kept twitching at the corners of his mouth.

Beep the dog.

The boy has changed so much since he hasn't seen him for 300 years.

Looking at Tao Tianjun's face, he looked so strange that he almost fell into it.

"Have you been studying and dressing for 300 years? Should you practice this way?"

Fu Xuan made a sound.

He can be sure that this Taoist Tianjun's current force is absolutely worth it.

In this state, Fu Xuan wants it very much. He is not only interested in pretending to force, but also likes it. He thinks he is the first.

Otherwise, Fu Xuan would not be criticized by Dao Tianjun every time he appeared.

However, Fu Xuan felt heartache.

Sao is still Dao Tianjun Sao. He lost

The fire emperor is different. There is a change in his face. Not only him, but also the powerful people such as the old cabinet, Tianhu and stone giants are shocked.

At that moment, their Tao heart fluctuated in the blink of an eye.

This is weird!

"Hoo... Finally see the light." Dao Tianjun looked around and smiled.

Aoshan almost died of diabetes with this smile.

It's day.

He bent.

"What has happened to you in the past 300 years?" Ao Shan exclaimed.

He is a great saint, not far from the peak, but now his mind is constantly agitated, and he has been affected by an image to change his sexual interest.

Not to mention Aoshan, Li Zhongzheng, graphite and Shui Miaomiao are all like this.

It's terrible.

The humanoid self-propelled gun launcher is still the kind that men and women kill together.

"Hmm?" Tao Tianjun was at a loss.

The expression was innocent and sad.

In a flash, Aoshan exclaimed and covered his eyes.

"Little waster, hurry to restrain your breath and your appearance and temperament."

He panicked and felt deeper and deeper.

"Well..."

Tao Tianjun is speechless. What's going on?

In that space, he is reckless. He has never suppressed his breath and has no intention of convergence. His perception is also zero. He can't even perceive his appearance. It can be said that he has always been dark in consciousness.

But for his strong spirit and tenacity.

It's crazy every minute.

Soon, Tao Tianjun converged his Qi, and his eyes were not so glazed.

Ao Shan, Huo Dongyun and others finally relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

After that.

The fire cloud takes out an object.

Tao Tianjun looked frightened.

God, what's that?!

"What a charming and handsome man." Dao Tianjun exclaimed.

Aoshan, huodongyun and others jerked at the corners of their mouths.

Have a face.

The fire cloud took out a mirror.

"I'm wearing the wrong clothes."

Dao Tianjun looked at the mirror and said another word.

The perception is gone. He took his clothes completely by hand. Unexpectedly, he took it wrong. He wanted to wear the second forced suit. After all, this is his return three hundred years later. He should pay attention to it anyway.

"Almost," said Fu Xuan.

Just listening to his tone, I feel sour.

The smelly boy is dressed up in this kind of clothes that are not gorgeous

At the moment, everyone is curious.

What has Dao Tianjun experienced? The change is terrible.

Tianhu has seen it all over.

She was extremely suspicious.

Did Dao Tianjun change his blood and change the blood of bully fox to himself? Otherwise, how could he have this effect.

But that's not right.

Bully fox blood can only appear in women. How can men have it.

Dao Tianjun smiled.

Immediately, he looked at Fu Xuan, "no need for skin."

"Old man QIPA, how is his father during my absence? Take me to see his old man. I'll tell him the good news. His big child is back."

Tao Tianjun knew that his father would live. After all, this is a wasteland.

For 300 years, the outside world must be different.

But the remnant wasteland is different. For others, they will die in 300 years. Taoist father's cultivation is not very high, but they can't stand the details of the remnant wasteland and won't die in 300 years.

Taoist father must have been in pain for 300 years. Taoist Tianjun wanted to go back and say sorry to the adoptive father, which made him worried.

Wen Yan.

All faces change.

Fu Xuan also looked like a billow and said in a low voice.

"After you died, he was always depressed. We wanted to raise his longevity, but he refused..."

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun understood.

The adoptive father has no children at his knees. He regards himself as a parent-child.

It is conceivable that the Taoist father must know that after Tianjun's death, and still among the fire emperor and other people, it will be very painful to know that there is no life after ten deaths.

Three hundred years.

Let alone the outside world, even the wasteland is a long time.

The people in the small village have changed several batches. Some uncles, aunts and uncles have been buried and are no longer the past.

All the people in the past died and left, and Dao Tianjun also died. What else does Taoist father want to live? He refused to prolong his life and just wanted to die alone.

"Tianjun is dead. I have nothing to rely on. Don't waste precious things on me."

This is the word of the Taoist father.

He is still so simple. He is a doctor in the village. He has been saving people and paying for the people in the village all his life. He is a good man, but he has no way to save Tao Tianjun and mourns in his heart.

What he thought was that he didn't want the wasteland to prolong his life because of guilt.

That's not good.

Precious things should be applied to points.

Honest and honest, he just wants to leave safely while doing something.

"Take me back, take me back." Dao Tianjun rushed to Fu Xuan, trying to catch his skirt, but he didn't catch it. He himself was a virtual shadow.

Tao Tianjun is just an empty shadow.

Only when Ziyu is there, he can map. If he wants to go back, he can only go with Ziyu.

Fu xuanming means Baidao Tianjun.

"I'll take you to him." Fu Xuan whispered in a low voice.

The center of the wasteland, near the small square.

The small village fell on the ground.

Not far from the village, there is a barren mountain.

At the autumnal equinox, the wind is very cold, the originally green hills become desolate, and the vegetation is bare without leaf veins.

Dao Tianjun saw the village.

It is still the small village that used to be. Only three hundred years have passed, and things have changed.

The uncles in the village who used to be kind died, and some people left the village with strong cultivation. The number of people in the village became less and no longer as popular as before, and the remaining smoke curled up.

The original house was also unpopular.

It can be seen from a distance that the dust is everywhere, and the rattan tiger crawls all over the wall, which is ancient and damaged.

The door is closed and everything outside the house is cold. At a glance, it is uninhabited all year round and has long been dilapidated.

No, I have been standing outside the door, looking up at myself and smiling kindly.

The old man who is not good at words.

Fu Xuan crossed the small village and came to the small barren mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, not far from the village, there is a small hill. It is a grave, which can often be seen in the original area of the small barren village.

This was how people were buried in the once deserted village.

In the wilderness, fierce animals are everywhere. When people die, they can only occupy a small land and sit alone.

The grave doesn't even have a tombstone.

It's not that they don't want to erect a monument, but the people in the village want everyone to know that there is the tomb of the elders in the village, regardless of relatives and foreigners. It's also a warning to the people in the village to be careful, otherwise people will die like lights out and a cup of wasteland.

The characteristics of the remnant wasteland are lonely and cold.

"Father."

Dao Tianjun knelt in front of the grave and burst into tears

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