Heaven is fearless

This moment was stretched very long in Yougou's eyes, so long that she thought in a trance that the years she had experienced were just a drop in the ocean.

Unlike other races where the guards who follow the monarch are the most powerful people in the race, the practice of the Wu people is completely opposite. Whether it is Yugou or Ayousang, they are the weakest among their peers of the Wu people.

The witch clan is not good at cultivation, and they are the least talented among them.

Compared with the clansmen, their only advantage is that they have a longer life than the clansmen because of their incompetence in cultivation.

They don't need to have so much power, all the clansmen in the dangerous building are willing to do everything to protect them, and the witch master's authority in the dangerous building will also protect them.

They just need to accompany the witch master for a long time.

Accompanying the ignorant king of the Witch Clan makes him feel less pain of loss in the long years.

What a terrible fate, the powerful tribe is doomed to die early, but the weak can survive to the end. The witch tribe once had a record of sending away three witch masters within 200 years. This is simply unthinkable in the world of longevity. Especially for the Wu people who cherish the witch master like father and son, this is more painful than cutting them into pieces.

They can only do their best to pamper the Witch Lord, dedicate all their love to him, and let him live in a sweet dream forever.Before Tianquan Xingjun was about to pass away, he took a peek at the lifespan of the next witch lord. It was a terrifyingly long time for the witch lord, so the witch clan chose the weakest and longest-lived clan member among them To accompany the growth of the next witch master.

Extremely willful, but also with the unique gentleness of the Wu people.

But now Yugou began to hate this tenderness.

Because she found that facing such a terrifying killing intent, her weak strength made her unable to even resist.

Fortunately, the person who was assassinated responded in a timely manner.

Tianheng Xingjun didn't even change his expression, the ground suddenly cracked a bottomless huge gap, and under the abyss, there was hot flame lava rushing towards Yuanhua with a high temperature enough to burn gold and iron. There was also the scorching sound, Yuan Hua didn't even move his eyebrows, and rushed towards the hot lava, and when he was about to touch the scorching flame, he suddenly turned into a wisp of gray smoke, rising ten dozen Zhang, just out of the attack range of the lava.

The lava was splashed on the ground, and the ground suddenly gave birth to a sea of ​​colorful flowers like starlight. The crack just now was wiped away by an invisible hand, and the green smoke in the midair turned into a young man in red with long sleeves, standing on the head of a ghost. with.

The man sitting on the couch commented lightly: "I don't like looking up at others."

As soon as his words fell, Yuan Hua fell straight to the ground like a big hand grabbing his ankle, and the fragile flower with transparent and white petals suddenly turned into a flower with sharp teeth. mouth, drooling and waiting for the food to fall.

Faced with this life-and-death situation, Yuan Hua laughed happily instead. He almost opened his body and fell into this ferocious sea of ​​flowers without any defense. He didn't come, but there were soft and fluffy grass blades under his back, and as he fell, there were large pieces of firefly-like tiny halos flying around, embellishing the bright night sky.

It's just as beautiful as a fantasy in a dream.

Yougou's hands and feet were cold, and it took him a while to recover from the shock just now. It wasn't that she couldn't resist the pressure, but that since she was with Tianheng until now, this kind of assassination of the witch master had happened for the first time.

Only then did she belatedly recall that the Witch Master has complete control over this area, as long as he wants, he can easily crush the soul of this madman, but he just plays with him in a conniving manner After a while, even a little damage was not imposed on the opponent.

Yougou took a deep breath: "Master High Priest!"

Her tone was a little unnaturally tense and high-pitched, Tian Heng turned to look at her innocently, saw the worry and anger that had not dissipated in You Gou's eyes, and couldn't help but whispered "ah".

Yougou probably wished that Tianheng could crush Yuanhua into powder and scatter it outside, but to the witch master, Yuanhua's behavior only made him feel interesting, and he didn't feel offended at all.

Over the long years, he has seen too much love and hate from the astrolabe, and those strong and poisonous emotions made the witch master extremely curious, and now a person immersed in poison finally appeared, who did not grasp the research carefully I feel so sorry for myself.

The Witch Master's thinking is about the same as that of a child who wants to catch ants to see the structure.

He beckoned, and Yuan Hua, who was still lazily lying in the sea of ​​flowers, was pulled closer by him in an instant. The witch master lowered his head and looked condescendingly at the lazy ghost: "You want to kill me, why?"

Yuan Hua rolled his eyes half a circle, his black pupils stared straight at this extremely familiar face, and his tone was unbelievably gentle: "Because looking at you, I won't have nightmares."

This answer doesn't sound right.

I always feel that it should be more reasonable to say "because I look at you, I will have nightmares".

The little snake on Yougou's wrist had already landed on the ground and was slowly crawling towards Yuanhua.

Tian Heng raised his hand, and the little snake appeared in his palm. The little snake seemed to be a little dazed, not understanding why he suddenly appeared here, and stood up with his flat head to look around.

The shaman in gorgeous and luxurious robes smiled slightly, and said softly, "Isn't it a good thing not to have nightmares?"

Yuan Hua thought for a while, and said with some distress: "It sounds very good...but I already knew a truth."

"Dreams are always shattered. When dreams are shattered, they are more terrifying than nightmares. Moreover," he looked at Tian Heng, who was smiling flatly at him, so Li Gui's voice was extremely soft, even a little Nervous in a trance, "Only in nightmares can I see the person I want to see."

God has never been willing to take care of him. If he is given a beautiful dream, it will definitely give him a more painful future.

He was really terrified. What would he do if he woke up from this sweet dream, and even the nightmare would not accept him anymore?

Tianheng Xingjun had a little alienated pity in his eyes. He had seen so many tragedies of life and death in the trajectory of the stars. The meaning of this comment is to keep smiling politely.

Standing next to him, Yougou could tell at a glance that the business-like smile of his witch master was filled with a simple daze.

He doesn't understand these emotions at all.

Yuan Hua lay in the soft sea of ​​flowers, turned over quite leisurely, and stood up slowly. Just now the killing intent that was so crazy that he wanted to die together faded from his body, this time he looked at Tian Heng. His appearance was so cute that he actually overlapped with the little father-in-law buried in the years for a moment.

"Just now I offended Mr. Xing, I hope you will forgive me, please forgive the little curiosity of a junior who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth." As long as Yuan Hua wants to, he can coax the most hard-hearted person in the world to show a soft smile. It is probably because of the experience of being unfavored when he was young that he has the instinct to observe words and expressions.

Tian Heng raised his face slightly, and neither believed nor disbelieved his reasons which were obviously nonsense: "This is a bit difficult."

The witch master in a dark purple thick coat gently gestured to Yougou, who was tense beside him: "

My witch, but I can't wait to kill you, why should I forgive you and make her angry? "

Yuan Hua blinked, and suddenly turned his head to look at Tu Zhao, whose sense of existence had been reduced to zero: "If you don't forgive me and insist on killing me, I will have to find someone to be buried with me before I die."

The omen of being suddenly pulled out as a hostage:?

The tall and straight sword cultivator kept his expression unchanged, with his thumb on the scabbard. He felt that Tianheng Xingjun would not let Yuanhua kill people here at will, but he did not intend to entrust his wealth and life to a man who had met no more than two years ago. quarter hour man.

Tianheng Xingjun heard the words and picked up a half-read book next to him: "Don't you know that the dangerous building is my domain?"

Yuan Hua's voice was extremely gentle: "After all, I'm just a poor and weak child, and I always have to make unnecessary resistance when I'm afraid."

Tian Heng shook his shoulders and laughed when he heard this, then turned to You Gou and said, "This doll is so smart."

This is to praise Yuan Hua's ability to bend and stretch, being decisive and aware of current affairs, and his shameless style is very popular with the witch master.

You Gou quietly rolled his eyes.

This very spiritual doll was also very spiritual when he wanted to kill you just now.

When he said that he would kill, he was very decisive, without any hesitation.

After he finished speaking to Yougou, he turned to look at Yuanhua: "Okay, you go back, if you stay here any longer, I can't guarantee your personal safety."

The witch master's tone was extremely gentle, but the chill inside was not concealed at all.

Yuan Hua lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and asked sincerely: "Master once told me that he has admired Lord Xing for a long time, and he has also been instructed by Master to go to the dangerous building this time. I hope to make friends with Lord Xing. I will go back How can I explain it to Master."

There was also a faint embarrassment on his face in response to the occasion, and he looked completely like an obedient apprentice who was worried about offending his master.

Hearing these words, the witch master almost jumped up and pointed at him and shouted "you nonsense".

When did he say that he had admired the Witch Lord for a long time?When did he instruct Yuanhua to go to the dangerous building?He was still telling Yuan Hua to go back just now!

Don't spout blood!

For the first time, Tianheng Xingjun felt the bitterness of being accused of nonsense in person and not being able to answer back.

The pale and weak witch master was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Yuanhua's words, but Yougou sneered unkindly: "The high priest stays in the dangerous building all the year round, and he has never met Mr. Xiyi, why? Come and say admiration."

Yuan Hua was so innocent, he blamed the ghost king who was not there: "I don't know the inside story, why would Master tell me these things."

"The Absent Ghost King" grabbed the corner of his clothes and felt that he wanted to vomit blood: Sinister!

"Ah... But Master has always hoped to meet Xing Jun, or invite Xing Jun to visit Ghost Creature." Yuan Hua talked nonsense without changing his expression.

"Master" has already begun to calmly consider the matter of cleaning up the door.

Tu Zhao coughed at the side, he didn't want to hear about the affairs between the ghost king and the witch master, but it would be rude to leave without saying anything, so he forcibly interrupted the scene of the confession from the ghost king on behalf of his teacher , calmly said: "Taisu Sword Sect has been waiting for Tianheng Xingjun for many days."

The implication is that even if the witch wants to go to the ghosts, it must be after going to Kunlun Mountain.

The question is who said to go to ghosts!

Tianheng Xingjun suddenly felt that his second apprentice was not a good thing.

His silence fell into Yuan Hua's eyes, and he didn't know what the other party had interpreted. The ghost in red smiled meaningfully. When he was not crazy, his elegant demeanor was highlighted like never before.

Seeing this smile, Tian Heng faintly felt something was wrong, and tried to remedy it: "The witches don't like the cumbersome world, they are used to avoiding the world, and have never had contact with ghosts and monsters. If Mr. Xiyi is interested, we will meet each other by fate in the future."

The witch master deftly and vaguely pushed this matter to fate, very demeanor of a magic stick.

Yuan Hua sighed softly, with a look of genuinely feeling lost for Master: "That's really a pity."

No, not sorry at all!

Tianheng Xingjun retorted in his heart.

Having one Yuanhua is already very troublesome, he doesn't need another incarnation to add trouble to himself!

Tian Heng sneered in his heart, and decided to immediately kick Yuan Hua out of the dangerous building, and then replace him with Xi Yi's incarnation to beat him up, preventing him from going out for at least 100 years and spreading rumors about himself.

Fa Shi didn't know when it stopped on his shoulder. Hearing Tiandao's heartfelt voice, he jumped left and right a little nervously, and said awkwardly: "Well...I think...you might really have to go to the ghosts."

It said in a low voice: "That... the son of luck who fell into the ghost, do you remember, this son of luck seems to be not very good..."

Tiandao fell into a suffocating silence, and it took him a long time to pick up his sanity: "What's wrong?"

The law can't tell what's wrong, it can't find the location of the son of luck at all, it can only judge what went wrong by the frequency of luck circulation between heaven and earth, just a moment ago, the luck between heaven and earth As if a hole had been pierced, it decayed crazily: "Probably...probably the kind that is about to die."

Tianheng Xingjun took a deep breath and didn't care to find a good reason. He raised his hand and threw Yuanhua out of the dangerous building, and sent Tu Zhao to the guest room. He coughed twice in a familiar way, and his face paled instantly. .

When Yougou saw him like this, he immediately stepped forward to feel his pulse, with a serious expression on his face: "Why did you catch a cold again?"

The witch master was stuffed into the bed, closed his eyes obediently and began to get sick, his consciousness was pulled out in an instant and poured into the ghost king's body.