The Advent of the Infinite King

Not counting me, Duanmu Senqiu, Shanghe, Jindou Zhenren, Kuidou and other immortal real people, this is not clear white, and I don't want to face Jianxuan at this time.

Chapter 891: They are numb

"Is Miss Lengyan awake?"

The two maids couldn't tell, Xuezhi didn't expect them, just took this opportunity, calmed down, and continued to lead me forward, through the shower of flower beds, to her bedroom.Turned slightly, still afraid to look at me, just to make a speaking gesture: "Lengyan is sleeping here tonight, sir."

There was some noise in the room, probably white people overheard her.

At this time, Xuezhi's heart had reached its limit, and she was a little fuzzy, in a trance, and I saw me coming out from behind her, pushing open the door and coming in.

There was a muffled cry from the room, "Sir."

Then she was interrupted by a scream, and voices of struggle and pleading came through the unhidden crack of the door.The snow branch bit her lower lip, her face turned red again, and her face turned pale again, but her weak mind quickly covered everything, causing her to collapse, and finally the maid blinked and rushed over to hug her She, the other, hid the door at her signal.Rao is like this, the voice came out.

It seemed like a "help," followed by shortness of breath and moaning.

When I think of my former "weak country", my heart is a little sober, and with a trembling look in my heart, I think of some extremely evil and despicable words: Do you want to make up?

When I see a good man for the first time, it is ridiculous to think that it must meet a good man!

She instinctively reached out her hand, touched the door, hung it down again, and said to the two maids with a bitter smile: "Wait here, I will spend the night in your room tonight."

The maid did not dare to look up at her and replied timidly.

Xue Zhizhi sighed, walked to the side room where the maid lived, faded the wet clothes, and didn't care about anything else.He got into bed and fell into a dazed sleep.

When her heart was about to break, she slept lightly, waking up three or four times a night, trapped by her own pure repairs, hearing the house every time.At first, shame, anger, and anxiety go hand in hand, but then, they become numb and just think: yes, the white clothes are alive!

So confused until dawn, the rain stopped, there was the sound of rest, and she really fell asleep.But not long ago, she had woken her by sneaking into the room and bringing clean clothes to the maid.

Xuezhi knew that he could not rest anymore, so under the service of the maid, he slowly got dressed and asked about the situation over there.

"Neither Mr. Yu nor that cold smoking woman stood up."

Hearing these words, Xuezhi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, put on a little makeup, at least on the surface restored the appearance of "Mrs. Xue", and then went out.Last night, the House of Lords was in disarray, the French army was inexplicably damaged, and she had to arrange her own restoration.Of course, the main purpose is to avoid the present, she will never deal with me again.

However, when she came out the door, there was a commotion and my tall, thin figure opened the door.

The heart of learning groaned, and there was an urge to turn around immediately, but in the end he still had to move forward, salute and say hello.

At this time, the sky was a little darker, the color was much better than last night, and the flesh and blood skin was also "plump" a lot. Although it was more normal and thinner, it no longer looked like a skeleton.The most important thing is that he is no longer as fierce and severe as last night, just like falling into a prison, showing a refreshing breeze on weekdays.

he's fine.where is the white one

Chapter 892: Is it Sunshine?

Wan Fei opened his mouth, wanting to ask again, but deliberately read it and gave him the latest instructions.

He was terrified, his body was surrounded by smoke and clouds, naked and shimmering, and when he appeared, he was outside the three treasure ships.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was conscious at the beginning of his peers, before he really stepped into the vortex, he couldn't help but feel some emotions and doubts: How did the two parties in the conflict become you, Meridian and mine?

"one left!"

Seeing Wan Fei fleeing, under the cloud seat, many monks were trapped under the protection of the law, when it was really about to explode.

Mendu's son, who had been observing the situation, changed his color a bit at this moment: "Gentlemen, we have planned it tomorrow morning."

He wasn't the only one who came, some of his colleagues and entourage were also sent elsewhere.If there really was a war, if a few more men were fighting it on Yuntai, some of them would likely be destroyed, and he himself would not be safe.

Mr. Tianjiao sighed: "Director Shen doesn't know what to do. It is reasonable for her to close the magic circle at present."

"No, that's right."

Mr. Mendu and Mr. Tianjiao turned their heads, only to find that my face became inexplicably blurred, clearly close at hand, but like looking at flowers in the fog, it also seemed to open a long distance.

"Mr. Yu!" Mendu's son drank a lot of wine.

But I arch to them: "Make these two scary, then make it up."

The voice fell, and the two of them were in front of a flower. The wonderful change of light and darkness made them squint their eyes unknowingly. If so, there was some kind of "long time no" light entering the pupils, and brought the corresponding temperature.

Yes, is it sunshine?

As monks who can travel to Outland, these two are not like the hundreds of millions of Lee people trapped on the ground, who haven't seen the sun in many years.However, this light is different from the glare and strong light at high altitudes, but the soft and warm light that is most suitable for people through the multi-layer filter between the sky and the earth.

Looking up, sure enough, the blue sky was washed and the sun was shining.However, although they are still on these three treasure ships, they are no longer surrounded by the vast sea of ​​clouds, and there is no tense atmosphere.Below the boat is a gleaming lake, and in the distance is a small island like an ink dot, with a few water birds flying by.He said, "No, no.

A group of monks who were still yelling just now also responded to this, one after another, they were speechless: Phantom?

But what about the wrath of heaven and earth?Its freshness and purity are far better than the real world polluted by looting over the years.

In a moment of inexplicable astonishment, there was a smile, and as the monks looked back again and again, swords and blades were pierced, and a certain area of ​​the mind suddenly emptied and then widened, many Their thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and they fell to the ground limply, falling into a coma.

"Too dangerous!"

In an instant, there were only a few figures left, standing on the sea of ​​clouds, covered by some clouds and mist, the floating giant ship disappeared like bubbles.As one of the few, I patted my robes and gasped: Just now, the emptiness of the mind swelled dramatically, the human world became apparent, and the huge mountain ship was swallowed whole, leaving a group of monks protected, Protect from fish in fish ponds.

Chapter 893: Spring Pool

No wonder the two symbols without the plume worked.As far as I know, whether it is the life symbol of Taixuanyin or the symbol of enlightened spirit, it is the running sun and the moon, the vitality of education, nature and slowness, just like medicine, diet, and natural digestion, avoiding conflicts.

Naturally, this conciliatory nature poses no significant threat to a ban.Instead, I worry that most of the power will be "fed" into the past.

Of course, Mrs. Hua can continue to live in Yanli, and the deep confinement should also grow day by day, and her vitality is tightly entangled in the same place, which is becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

I asked myself, if he is not asked to do it, it can only be pushed down again, using the law of life and death to reshape the roots of life and death, and then look for something else.