sword pointing heart possession

Seeing the disillusionment on Luo Hu's face, Ye Wuhen laughed unkindly.

Luo Hu's face darkened even more.He took a few steps forward, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out the black lotus, the flower bone, and said coldly, "Go and get the red lotus away."

Al, are you angry?Ye Wuhen raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and let go of the nagging Zhenghuan Honglian, "Go play with Heilian, let's discuss something."

There are flower buds on the left and right. If he can hurt Honglian in his Jiange, he won't have to be a saint.

Hong Lian raised her head to look at her master's face (actually she couldn't see anything), she pouted, but she jumped off the tree with dignity, picked up Hei Lian and ran away.

As Honglian's series of footsteps went away, the surroundings gradually became quiet.As soon as Ye Wuhen raised his hand, a layer of enchantment silently covered the entire square.

Luo Hu unceremoniously teleported into the Sword Washing Pool, and stretched out his hand towards Ye Wuhen: "Where is my gun?"

Ye Wuhen was reclining on the branch, looked at Luo Hu who was dressed in black at the root of the tree, and raised his eyebrows, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Ye Heng is actually very interested in this kind of thing?" Luo Hu and Ye Wuhen looked at each other for a long time, seeming to understand, licking his thin lips evilly, he smiled, "That's natural, does Ye Heng want to give it a try... ...this kind of ecstatic beauty?"

"I'm just curious, you are willing to be below." Ye Wuhen expressed his gratitude, and he waved his hand, "Is it a matter of force value?"

"If you're with a man but don't try later, you might as well go find a woman." Luo Hu cut it, obviously not acknowledging Ye Wuhen's reasons, but he didn't elaborate on the various things between him and Hongjun——Mo Zu No matter how nervous you are, you still need face.

Of course, he wouldn't have thought that Ye Wuhen hadn't actually confirmed the issue with Hongjun, otherwise he might be blown up.

"...behind?" Ye Wuhen frowned slightly, thought for a while but gave up on the words.As the owner of the young villa, he had never been exposed to similar education, and he knew the general idea just by glancing at the words of the senior sister, but if he really wanted to know, he didn't need to ask Luo Hu.

Big deal... Go back and discuss it with the wolf cub who grew up in the soldier ruffian, that's all.

What?Ask Avenue?Not to mention whether he knows divination or not, even if he does, Da Dao doesn't bother to tell him!

After all, he is not subject to the existence of Dao_(:зゝ∠)_If it is not necessary, Dao doesn't care about him.

He casually pulled out the god-killing gun from his portable space, and Ye Wuhen swished the gun body in his palm, turning a blind eye to Luo Hu's enthusiastic gaze: "You took Zhihong on purpose, not just to emphasize to me that you and Hong Jun together?"

Luo Hu sneered disdainfully, "Obviously you mentioned it to me first."

"That's right, from the very beginning, you seem to be hostile to me, and I don't know why after thinking about it." After taking a few steps forward, Luo Hu raised his eyes slightly, "Now that we have left Chaos, we will All grievances are gone, why not just expose it, and you and I can turn our hostility into friendship, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a thud, and the jet-black penis was inserted upside down in front of Luo Hu.

Ye Wuhen turned his head away, "Take your gun and get lost."

If in the chaos, they are on guard against each other, then in the prehistoric, apart from being on guard, there is also a sense of sympathy for coming at the same time.

However, the coldness passing through the heart, the faint smile at the corner of the mouth... Every time I think of it, I feel chills all over my body.

Therefore, although he also intended to reconcile with Rahu, the resistance deep in his heart followed like a shadow.

And Luo Hu would take the initiative to ask for peace or something... It's really hard to believe, this guy has turned his back on enough times as if nothing had happened.

The enchantment covering Tianze Tower dissipated suddenly, Luo Hu raised his head and looked at Ye Wuhen, who had his eyes closed and said nothing, and let out a soft snort.

"Grinding."

He pulled out his god-killing spear, recalled Hei Lian who was poking around the door, and left the Jiange without looking back.

"Master?" Honglian trotted a few steps into Ye Wuhen's arms, "What's wrong with you? What did you talk to... Luo Hu?"

Why did the master who was in such a good mood become so depressed in a short period of time?

"...It's nothing." Ye Wuhen took a deep breath and shook his head.

Moji?

Yes, when it comes to relationship issues, he has always been reluctant.

in particular……

Covering his heart with one hand, Ye Wuhen let out a long sigh.

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Ye Wuhen thought that Luo Hu would not come back after taking the God-killing Spear away in a short time.

However he was wrong.

"To be honest, with you here, I can feel a lot more at ease." The uninvited Demon Ancestor leaned on the threshold, "At least the next time Hongjun wants to fight with me, you can help me stop it once or twice. "

"I don't want to meddle in your family affairs." Ye Wuhen said with his eyes closed.Luo Hu didn't know what he did after he went back, and he became a saint in just two or three years, which was a few years earlier than the opening of his Jiange.

However, this sanctification is considered silent. According to Honglian, Hongjun also took on the responsibility of educating the prehistoric creatures when he was sanctified, and he announced it to the world just like him.Time, whether it is early or late, it is 1000 years later than him.

by contrast.Luo Hu, who only accepted one apprentice named Styx, couldn't be more low-key.

However, Luo Hu seems to be determined to implement the stocking system. During this period of time, if it is not necessary, he doesn't care about Styx at all, as if he has discovered a new continent, and runs to Ye Wuhen's side every day, thanks to Hongjun who dared to let him go.

Do you really think he can control this product? !

This also led to Ye Wuhen having to use the heart sword handle to add a layer of protection to himself-his inner demons were already very serious, and if he was influenced by Luo Hu, he might not be able to control them.

Just tired.

A hundred years have passed, and the Jiange opened as scheduled. Ye Wuhen looked at the people from all walks of life flying over from the chaos, with no wind and rain on his face, but he had already laughed with Honglian in his heart.

After all, the chaos is not as smooth as the prehistoric, it is the chaotic part left after Pangu opened the sky, the chaotic demon gods they have long been used to are nothing, but for those 'immature' prehistoric creatures, they are no less than human beings Face a storm.

So it’s okay to have crooked hairstyles, disheveled clothes...it’s normal, and it’s not surprising that demons are dancing hahaha...

Fortunately, they both wanted face. As soon as they came out of the chaotic turbulence, they hurriedly put on a new layer of clothes for themselves with mana, but the moment of embarrassment alone was enough for the two of them to laugh for a long time.

"Master, I've already recorded it!" Honglian, who was already a teenager, leaned forward and back with a smile, "This one has only pants left... What the hell is that hairstyle hahahahaha!!"

Ye Wuhen also squinted his eyes happily, the Jiange is his territory, and it's up to him to hide where he wants.Therefore, behind the thick fog he created, he was secretly refreshed, as if he had experienced the dark rubbing feeling of Tangmen's fleeting shadows.

As for the black history that was recorded... Who is to blame for their lack of strength╭(╯▽╰)╮

Seeing that the time was approaching, Ye Wuhen came "airborne" by Shi Shiran. At this time, everyone had already tidied up their appearance, and they were waiting for Martial Ancestor quite solemnly.

Ye Wuhen, as the owner of the young villa, of course has seen many big scenes, and even left many activities that Ye Ying should have attended to him, and the stage fright has long since disappeared.However, his style has always been easy to communicate and not easy to bully, but that requires the cooperation of facial expressions, and now the mask sticks to the sword and puts it on the stage... The effect is, wow, Martial Ancestor is not easy to provoke!

Honglian in the Sea of ​​Consciousness laughed again.

Ye Wuhen glanced off the field, and saw that apart from Dijun and Taiyi looking at him with admiration, the eyes of other creatures or excited awe, uh, there is no fear, and everyone who can come here is not without A person with a firm will, even a Martial Ancestor is afraid of becoming like this, so why are you here?

At least Ye Wuhen is quite satisfied.

He finally spoke, and his clear voice reached everyone's ears like thunder: "A hundred years have passed, and the Jiange is open as promised. I can come here across the chaotic turbulence. I really see your love for Bingjia."

"However, we pay attention to the word fate in our cultivation, and my recognition is just the beginning." Seeing that everyone's eyes lit up, Ye Wuhen said lightly, "The magic weapon has a spirit, and harmony is the best policy. Buried in the sword mound With my painstaking efforts over the years, all of them are waiting for their destined masters."

He flicked his sleeves abruptly, "Perhaps for you, as long as the weapon is powerful, it is all right, but for me, if I can't understand my own weapon, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a piece of scrap iron!"

"So in my sword mound, only the weapon chooses the owner, not the monk chooses the weapon."

Ye Wuhen slowly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the dense fog in the Jiange suddenly dissipated, and a majestic and cold ancient temple quietly emerged behind, bringing out exclamations one after another.

Ye Wuhen walked a few steps sideways, letting out the entrance of the billowing white mist behind him: "I won't bother with their choice, it's up to you which kind of magic soldier you can get favored by."

"Go."

As soon as the words were finished, one after another rays of light lit up one after another, almost scrambling to enter the entrance.

Ye Wuhen laughed lowly.

The first batch to go in may not get any good things.

Since it was a weapon he forged, of course it also inherited a bit of his character.

Like, hate greed?

Turning his head to look, there were quite a few people left behind, Ye Wuhen glanced over one by one, his pupils shrank uncomfortably.

Uh, there are quite a few familiar ones...

So, in Datang, how many talents are there to run down to play?

If found, the tail hair will be pulled out_(:зゝ∠)_

But at this time, no one paid any attention to his entanglement, other great powers did not dare to disturb Martial Ancestor, but Di Jun and Tai Yi were obviously not among them——Tai Yi took a few steps forward first, stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to do what he did before Grabbing Ye Wuhen's sleeve: "That...Brother Ye?"

Not surprisingly, my jaw dropped in shock.

Ye Wuhen turned his head, pretending to have just seen this group of people, and said displeasedly: "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go in?"

"Uh..." Tai paused, a bit embarrassed, but Di Jun took a few steps forward and took over the conversation: "It's just that I haven't seen Brother Ye for a long time, and I just want to talk."

"There is nothing to say, you are not young anymore." Ye Wuhen shook his head helplessly. Di Jun has developed rapidly in the past few years, and he already has the posture of a future demon emperor, and he is no longer the young bird who haunted him back then.However, he still slowed down his tone, accepted the statement, and turned to others: "What about you?"

This counts as recognition.Everyone was shocked, if they could get the appreciation of the Martial Ancestor, it would be more useful than having an extra magic weapon!

"The poor Taoist priest is too clear, see Master Wuzu." A rather old but energetic old man greeted first, "The poor Taoist priest saw that there are too many friends at the entrance, so I will wait here for a while."

"Yu Qingyuan, see Lord Martial Ancestor." The second person to greet him was a middle-aged Taoist priest, but Ye Wuhen frowned unconsciously when he saw his face.

Looking at the third person standing behind them, Ye Wuhen only felt his face hurt, and he didn't even listen to the original explanation.

I should have thought of it earlier... He thought weakly, where Xie Langqiu was, how could there be no Yu Jianmo! !

Even if you are wearing Chunyang clothes, I will not forget your Taisu Nine Needles! !

The author has something to say:

The technical improvement of Tibetan Sword is a little comforting...but I would rather not change it than Yanyun set QWQ

Another: I really tried my best to fast forward _(:з」∠)_ I don’t know what I’m writing anymore 23333

Keep your claws~