Chapter 51

"Sister, how can you, how can you It's full of blood and soil. It's stinky... "

"Stink?" Liang Yin took the clothes in her hand and again gathered to the tip of her nose. She pretended to smell it seriously:

"it doesn't stink at all! In addition to some of the smell of blood, the smell of soil, the rest is Qingluo, the faint fragrance of flowers on you

"Sister...!" Qingluo was already ashamed.

The dim yellow fire reflected on his handsome face, looking incomparably warm.

Cool sound see green Luo already embarrassed can't, did not tease again, attentively roasts the clothes in the hand.

For a moment, the atmosphere became warm and ambiguous.

Qingluo's clothes are finally baked. Under the cool sound's gaze, Qingluo red handsome face, nervous will dress well.

"Creak -"

just then, outside the dark hole, there was a thin and sparse footstep sound. It seemed that someone stepped on the dead branches outside and came in.

Before the man came in, the cold breath from his whole body had already spread to the cave.

Shua! Qingluo then stood up, staring at the mouth of the cave, blocking in front of the cool voice.

Liang Yin wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up because of his leg injury.

At the dark cave entrance, there was a burst of sinister Laughter: "Oh, I didn't expect that there were two wounded monks in the middle of the mountain. What a help from heaven! Cluck... "

Cool sound tightly staring at the dark hole, holding the sword in his hand, could not help tightening.

At this time, her sea of knowledge sounded a small fox anxious voice: "hapless egg attention! Outside came a magic cultivation, this sorcerer is the previous life Qingluo was you draw five spirits, not as the mountain cliff encounter magic repair!

Because you're reborn, washing white deviates from the main line. Big boss, wait a minute. I'm sure you'll be blackened! You must save your life

The sorcerer? Blackening!

Hearing the cool sound, his eyes were full of shock.

How could this happen? Why did blackening come so fast?

"Sister, don't be afraid. I'll protect you." Qingluo seems to be aware of the girl's strange, side head to comfort.

"Qingluo, you should pay attention to safety! He is the sorcerer A frown on the brow.

"Ghost repair?" Hearing this, Qingluo's expression suddenly became cold.

Since ancient times. The magic repair is more cruel than the ghost. If you can walk up and down such a high cliff, your cultivation will certainly not be bad.

What the ghost monk loves to do is to devour the spiritual power of other friars, hurt them cruelly, and then refine the corpse into the living dead and make them into their own puppets.

Just after the cool voice fell, a middle-aged man in a gray road suit came in.

The middle-aged man is very thin. The skin is partial black, the face of thin, full of wrinkles, a pair of turbid eyes, yinzhe matchless.

At first glance, he is a demon cultivator who often devours the spiritual power of other monks.

The sorcerer held the dust in his hand. As he walked in, he patted his dry hands and said with a chuckle:

"we met two big fat sheep this time! Even my father's accomplishments can be seen. Good! I like it very much

It seems that the magic cultivation is after seeing the appearance of cool sound. His face suddenly overflowed with obscene lust. He licked his black lips and laughed wildly:

"Oh, there is a great beauty! Just as I have studied some new postures, I can try them! Last time that big beauty, can't help but toss, three or two times died.

I don't know this beautiful woman, but I can't stand my frustrations

The sorcerer touched his chin and drew out a black whip with barbs from his own space ring.

Sitting on the ground cool sound, looking at the ghost repair indecent smile, the heart filled with bursts of nausea.

Standing in front of the cool voice, Qingluo's face was already dark, almost dripping water.

He held the sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of terrible killing intention: "you want to die!"

Qingluo's words did not fall, suddenly pad up the toes, and then toward the magic repair cut in the past.

The demon Xiu looked at the wound on Qingluo's shoulder and coldly pulled the black corner of his mouth: "the wound is like this. How dare you fight back? "

Ghost repair eye ground is disdainful, he fiercely swings the barb long whip. Then he drew towards Qingluo.

There's a bang! The demon monk was cut back by Qingluo.

It's a long black sword. It's very bad.

Magic Xiu's eyes were wide and his face was covered. He didn't think of it. Qingluo's cultivation was seriously injured, but he could still exert such a powerful spiritual power.

He was greatly shocked in his heart. When he looked up, he saw the young man again, waving his sword.

Ghost repair put aside the mind of belittling the enemy. Suddenly gathered spiritual power. He hit Qingluo.

Ghost repair exhausted all his strength this time, the strength is quite terrible.

After a long struggle, Qingluo was defeated.Qingluo shoulder strain more and more serious, that blood has dyed red half of the shoulder.

The cool sound of holding the long sword and staggering up from the ground is too anxious.

Now Qingluo is in urgent need of help. If he wants to help, unless his leg is well connected, there is no other way. Otherwise, the past will only drag Qingluo's hind legs.

She asked the male deity in the sea in a hurry:

"male god, do you have any way to let me recover this leg temporarily, I want to help Qingluo!"

< BR, < BR, < BR, < BR, < BR, some men don't want to help you. It's just because after we came here, the main line of history has been distorted and deviated.

Not long ago, according to the main task that can't be deviated from, you should take away or abandon the big boss's talent five spirits, and then beat him down the cliff.

But. If you think about it, not only did you not beat the big boss down the cliff, nor did you take away his talent spirit root, you even fell down to save him.

The main line has deviated too much. He must be blackened now. Can you understand? "

"But But I don't want to see him working so hard! "

Liang Yin bit his lips and looked at Qingluo, whose chest pain was whipped by magic Xiu, and his eyes were filled with water mist.

Qingluo is at the end of her tether, but she still tries her best to protect her, but she can do nothing.

Knowing the sea, the male God felt the cold sound and sad mood and couldn't help sighing:

"hapless It's not easy for you to meet him again. You are born here, but you tamper with the history and let his mind rest. Resolve the curse of resentment on you.

You and he have been impossible for a long time. Can you understand? He was already dead. "

The boy's voice did not fall. The string in my mind suddenly broke.

Tears fell like a broken line.

She knows, where doesn't she know they're impossible?! But because I know. She will cherish the time she has now!

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