v16 Chapter 554： you deserve to have

"But oh my **** can it really happen?"

"I broke the sword in the sky. I have been inherited for countless years. Those amazing wizards are inexhaustible and inexhaustible. Who has ever achieved it?"

The lord's eyes were splitting, looking at the woman. "Heaven, heaven."

"Has the old master arrived? Has he arrived at his predecessor?"

"Even if you are a senior, are you confident that you can achieve it?"

The "you" woman stopped talking.

The monarch is very excited. "Even if you dare not say that you can achieve it, why do you say that Zifeng can achieve it?"

"In the end, Mohan is Zongmen's greatest hope."

"Does the predecessor really want the sect to be destroyed?"

"Stupid, no, it's you."

The lord shook his finger and pointed at the woman.

The woman was silent, her face was cold and complicated.

"Wrong?" the woman murmured to herself.

"Wrong, I was indeed wrong."

The woman sighed and sighed.

"Lord." Bai Bing and Xue hesitated to say something.

The woman waved and fell. "I have been wrong since 15 years ago."

The woman shook her head, stood up, turned and left.

The lord laughed.

The woman turned her head slyly. "What you are thinking about today is the sect, or for Baimo. You know it well."

God sneered, "Yes, I was for the cold."

"I am his master, I must give him the best, because I must do everything for him."

"How about that?" "Zifeng, it's dead, dead."

"Your seniors have no choice. In the future, the sect will always be handed over to Mohan."

"After the cold returns, Zongmen will give him the best, and the entire Yanwu Kingdom will give him the best."

"Even the great emperor of the Bingwu Kingdom will take a long time to be stepped on by him."

"Mohan will become the legend of the entire Yanlong Continent."

The woman heard these words, shook her head, and left.

Under the beautiful face, it was cold and cold.

In the rear, the monarch and the others laughed happily.

"Announce the whole king, welcome the cold and return to the ancestors."

"Yes." A group of elders responded.

Zhong Wu is worried and the face of others is extremely ugly.

At night, the moon is rare.

In the Zongmen Temple deep in the bamboo forest.

The woman stood up with her hands and looked at the countless souls in front of her. She fell into meditation and looked desperate.

"I promised the master, I will keep the sect."

"But now, is the sect destroyed in my hands?"

"If I had a hard heart 15 years ago, there would be no disaster today."

"if…"

The woman whispered, and shook her head. She knows nothing.

The woman turned her head and looked at the distant horizon outside Zongmen Temple.

"If you can come back, I promise you everything."

Very cold, extremely cold crack.

In the cave, Zifeng leaned on the hail and stood still, his eyes were hollow.

He doesn't know how long he has been in this state of motion.

I only know that my eyes are covered with blood.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

In fact, the icy hail is so heavy that it has shattered some of the slightly fragile forest bones that have been lost on the ground for a long time.

The sound instantly broke Zifeng's stagnation and contemplation.

Zifeng's eyes were quick, and he quickly supported the inclined hail.

Zifeng waited for a stable hail, stood up anxiously, and looked at the old man in the hail.

Elderly, half of them are not affected.

"Oh." Zifeng sneered, "Why, I fell asleep, do you want to remind me?"

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable."

The old man fell asleep without answering.

However, Zifeng said to the old man.

"Don't remind you, I know I shouldn't be here."

"I also know very well that I am worried here to no avail."

The old man never answered, but his indomitable face was accompanied by a smile of satisfaction and comfort.

This smile is the last expression of the old man before "sleeping", and it will naturally be repaired.

I still remember Zifeng holding him.

Zifeng assured him that he had a card to escape, so he didn't have to worry.

He smiled and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Even if he knew that Zifeng had a card, he still wouldn't regret that he went all out to fly.

He knew very well that if Xiao Yi's repairs were used to counter the Hades's card, the cost was far from affordable.

He would rather Zifeng not use it.

Zifeng smirked, and suddenly smiled, placing his palms gently on his chest. There, there was a wound pierced by burn marks.

Now, it has been restored.

Zifeng's hand gradually touched Yi Lao's face.

A satisfied and assured smile is Zifeng's greatest comfort today.

"Go to sleep, okay, go to sleep." Zifeng smiled.

In Xiao Yi's view, Yi Laogang fell asleep.

In Yi Lao's life, repair is the freedom of kendo, but it has been involuntary for a long time.

The family was destroyed, and the people behind the scenes were actually disciples he believed to be his own.

No one helped him from the Zongmen who had always respected him.

When a year left suddenly, God knew the unconsciousness he contained.

Looking at Elder Yi, Zifeng suddenly relaxed slightly.

For Yi Lao, maybe you fall asleep like this, you are more comfortable.

"After all, there are too many confusing things around you."

"There are many things that make you uncomfortable."

"You can't see the net with your eyes. Sleep, but relax and have the right to rest."

Zifeng said to herself, her sad expression suddenly turned cold.

"Take me outside and leave it to me."

"When I finish cooking, you should have enough rest time, and I will come back to wake you up."

Zifeng retracted his hand, and then sat down.

Instead of meditating again, he cultivated a kind of "soul singing".

A day later, he stood up again.

One day, his understanding of "soul chanting" was more thorough.

The methods of the soul teacher are also relatively familiar.

In the body of martial arts, a lot of soul power is also stored.

"Council of Agriculture". Zifeng had a drink.

Outside the cave, a kilometer of ice storm washed away.

What he seems to be doing.

After a few hours, he stopped moving.

Sweat, but relieved.

Then he turned and squatted on the hail and held a ceremony.

Then the character flashed past and left the cave completely.

He chose to let the Yi people go to the cave all the time.

The cold crystal hail can rot the old body for thousands of years.

In the cave, the halo of ice always overflows.

And the cold sacred lotus has existed for thousands of years.