Chapter 245

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
The flying sword disappeared into the sky and could no longer be seen.

"Are we really not going?"

Zhao La Yue looked at Jing Jiu and asked.

Jing Jiu didn't answer this question and got up and went back to the cave.

Zhao Layue, Gu Qing and Yuanqu looked at each other speechless and didn't know what to say.

Now the situation is clear. Liu should be in the most dangerous moment when he is ten years old. He may even die at any time. He won't go to see it?

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Kunlun sect has started, Chaoge city has started, daze, Jingzong, Baotong Zen temple, Shuiyue nunnery and Guocheng temple have all moved, and the action on Wuen gate should be greater. The master of evil will not pay attention to it for a while. Lin Lin, the old man and the eye liner and the spy, will be emptied one after another.

Walking among the crowd in Haizhou City, Liu was ten years old. Thinking about the news just confirmed, he knew he had to go, but can he go now?

Walking into the restaurant, in the familiar box, Xiao He has prepared the food. He thanked him, sat opposite, picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

As before, he seldom spoke, and Xiao He was very quiet, but today there was a sound of Pipa outside the door, which seemed strange.

I don't know how long it took. The sound of the pipa stopped. Xiao he lowered his head and said softly, "I just received the news. A lot of things happened today."

When Liu was ten years old, his hand holding the teapot was slightly stiff. He thought, is the previous Pipa a a summons?

Xiao He looked up at him and said, "I don't understand why you haven't left."

Liu ten years old picked up the teapot, poured tea into her cup and said, "it seems that you know a lot. In fact, I also know that they sent you to spy on me."

Xiao He said, "I know you are a spy from the Castle Peak sect."

Liu was ten years old. He was silent for a while and asked, "how long do you know?"

Xiao He said, "it's been a long time. I knew it when I first saw you."

Liu, ten, watched her quietly for a long time and said, "drink tea."

Xiao He raised his teacup and took a shallow drink.

Liu ten years old raised his teacup and drank it.

Xiao He picked up the teapot and filled his cup again.

Pipa language disappeared, the voices outside the street were noisy, but the restaurant was very quiet.

I don't know how long it took. Liu stood up at the age of ten and was ready to leave.

Xiao He looked up at him and said, "since you're ready to leave, why don't you kill me?"

Liu shisui said, "I don't know what you have done before. Many people will die today. Why do you have one more."

This is Haizhou city.

No, Lao Lin is in Yuntai outside the city.

Even if Xihai sword sect doesn't come forward, it's hard for him to escape from Shengtian.

But he was calm, and there was no fear or despair on his face.

"Are you ready to die?" Xiao He looked at him and asked.

Liu nodded at the age of ten.

Xiao He said, "that won't work."

Liu was ten years old and didn't understand what she meant.

"More than ten years ago, this was an inn. Later, I bought it and transformed it into a restaurant."

Xiao He didn't finish his words.

The restaurant transformed from the old inn suddenly collapsed and the outer wall was broken.

The voices in the street disappeared.

Smoke and dust filled the air and could not cover the sight. There was no one around the ruins of the restaurant.

The picture is extremely strange.

A burly man in black appeared in the west of the street. His veil and hat covered his face was pushed up. It seemed that there were two corners in it. His hands were wearing two boxers, which were covered with diamonds like stars.

A thin middle-aged man appeared in the east of the street, dressed in ordinary clothes and emitting a dry and cold smell, just like the wind in the desert, holding a light brown bottle in his arms. I don't know whether it is made of jade or porcelain.

Liu knew the two cult masters when he was ten years old, or he had seen a lot of records about the two cult masters in the file.

The burly man in black with fists and horns is called Tu Qiu. He is a demon monk. He has unimaginable power and can break the mountain with one punch. The middle-aged man holding a different bottle is called Yu Buhuan. He is a cold mountain evil Xiu. The bottle in his arms is called Sihuang bottle, which can absorb all the water in the surrounding environment, including blood.

These two evil sect experts are the strong ones that Bu Laolin can mobilize at any time near Haizhou city. The strength of any one of them is above Liu's age of ten.

Liu was ten years old. Instead of being afraid, he was a little relieved.

Those who came were evil sect experts. The strong ones of Xihai sword sect didn't show up, which shows that Lao Lin still hopes to continue to live in the night, so he still has a chance.

Suddenly a zither sounded, clanking to the ear, which was boring. Liu's face changed slightly at the age of ten.

The surrounding courtyards collapsed. A girl wearing a short skirt and covered with silver bells rode a blood red elephant to the restaurant.

The silver bells all over her body kept shaking, but there was no sound, because the green stone zither in her arms sounded too loud.

Nanzheng, from the wild cultivation in the mountains in the south of the sky, looks like a pretty girl. In fact, she is more than 200 years old. She has a deep realm and powerful means. When Liu was ten years old, he knew he couldn't escape“ The master wants to see you. " Nanzheng looked at him and said without expression. Liu shisui responded. He didn't say a word of nonsense and directly took out his sword. The flying sword took a bright light and stabbed Tu Qiu. At the same time, more than ten Dao left with demon fire fists across the air, and the target was Tu Qiu. He knows very well that Yu Buhuan's realm strength is the weakest among the three evil sect experts, but the four waste bottles are too terrible. Nanzheng is not the object he can challenge now. He can only choose Tu Qiu as a breakthrough. The flying sword was refined again after he killed Luo Huainan. It's not powerful enough, but his blood demon skill has reached the five peaks. When the zither sounded again, his flying sword suddenly stagnated in the air, as if bound by an invisible harness, and he couldn't move forward at all. More than ten Dao came to Tu Qiu with the fist of demon fire. Tu Qiu gave a low cry and both fists came out. The diamond on the fist case became very bright and turned into two light marks the size of a house, blocking in front of those demon fire fists. Boom! Boom! A continuous dull crash sounded. When the wind roared, Tu Qiu's hangings and hats were blown full of holes, revealing his hard face and two ugly horns. Liu turned and left without hesitation at the age of ten. The Zheng sounds again. Tu Qiu raised his fists in front of his face, and Yu Buhuan took a few steps back with the four waste bottles. An invisible wave spread around the bloody elephant. There was no wind, but the ruins and gravel on the ground floated up and shot around like a sharp arrow. At the age of ten, Liu knelt on one knee in the ruins. Countless tiny cracks appeared on his fist in front of him, overflowing tiny blood beads. Nanzheng sat on the elephant's back, looked at him indifferently and said, "another resistance is death." Yu Buhuan picked up the four waste bottles and aimed at Liu shisui in the ruins. The blood beads oozing from those tiny cracks suddenly became larger, then separated from the skin, flew away into the distance and fell into the eight wasteland bottle. Then, those blood beads turned into blood and left Liu's ten-year-old body. The sewage in the ruins of the restaurant also left the ground and flew away into the distance. At the age of ten, Liu felt that his life was passing along with those blood. Just as he was about to do something, he suddenly felt dark in front of him. Hundreds of blue lotus leaves emerged from the ruins, with several light pink lotus flowers. The edge of the green lotus leaf is withering and curling at a speed visible to the naked eye. But the mana of Sihuang bottle was temporarily blocked by these lotus leaves. The southern Zheng picks his eyebrows and gently plucks the string with his fingers. With a snap, the lotus broke into powder, and the tea pieces broke, exposing the ruins of the ground. A tunnel entrance can be seen faintly in the ruins, which has been blocked by gravel. Liu disappeared at the age of ten. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.