I refuse this box lunch

At any rate, it was considered a clever fate. Fu He was about to go up to talk to this poor young man when Wu Luan's arm suddenly crossed between the two of them. The meaning is obvious.

The opaque streets and alleys continue to be bustling with people, everyone wants to hunt for treasures, but they can't tell the reason for the treasures.They all looked exhausted with blue eye sockets and bloodshot eyes, even if they didn't agree with each other, their emotions would skyrocket, and they were entangled and wrestled frantically.

The mortals and casual cultivators who were in a daze passed by the three of them one after another, but none of them noticed the abnormal atmosphere here.

The little boy lay on the ground half dead, with chapped lips, skinny, and panting heavily, the disappointment in his eyes gradually turned into despair, and he murmured almost deliriously: "You immortals, what kind of training are you? The fairy..."

"Uh." Fuhe rubbed his nose, thinking that the two of them didn't cultivate any orthodox immortal way, so this scolding seems to be the same thing.

He looked up at the sky, and hesitantly sent a voice transmission to Wu Luan, "Is there anything wrong with this person?"

His cultivation was not as good as Wu Luan's, so naturally he wouldn't be so stupid as to make his own decisions.Although the revived mortal town now seems to be polluted more seriously by the turbid air of the world.

A group of people with deep desires gathered together can indeed serve as good nourishment for the heavenly demons, but the vitality is still alive, that is, they have not been swallowed by the heart refining world.Tried reluctantly, but all were saved.

Wu Luan frowned slightly, and the sound transmission replied: "I can't see it. It's hidden."

The Heart Refining Realm and the bunch of demons from beyond the sky disappeared without a trace, and it was hidden extremely secretively.

Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

After all, Wu Luan hadn't really flown away from Dengxian yet, if the rules of heaven and earth disturbed his hearing, it was possible.

When Fu Wo came, he reminded himself a hundred times to be careful and not to delay.So, this young man... today he will pretend he didn't see it.

It's just...he had tasted the feeling of being hungry before, and it was really uncomfortable. After thinking about it, even after he had followed Wu Luan for a few steps, with a movement of his fingers, the leftover refreshments from this morning would be taken out of the storage bag quietly. It was transferred silently to the arms of the boy on the ground.

After eating enough and regaining strength, the sky is high and the sea is wide. If you learn some good skills, you can go anywhere.

The little boy's back lying on the ground moved slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look this way after eating, but he couldn't see anything.

Wu Luan knew that Fuhe had a heart of compassion, so he clenched his lover's five fingers even tighter, opened layers of spiritual shields outward, and continued to carry her forward in silence.

Unfortunately, they searched the entire town, but they still couldn't find anything.

"Weird." Fuhe looked around, puzzled, "We have searched for no less than three times, the demons have captured so many people here, and when they heard that we were coming, they left a pile of manure and fled overnight. ?"

Wu Luan sensed the sword, and the black-gold hilt floated in the air, motionless.

This sword has killed countless demons, almost frightening them, and they no longer show their power at this time.

Fuhe rested his chin, stretched out his hand and flicked Jin Lanjian, who was obviously very fond of him, and the sword, which was usually like a murderous god descending into the world, let out a crisp clang happily, intermittently and triumphantly Ziming.

It seems to use the monotonous timbre to show off the temperament talent.

"I'm not as good as you." Regardless of whether the sword and the person are one or the same, Fuhe is not just playing it out of his mind, he must state the facts.

Jin Lanjian wilted quickly and became quiet all of a sudden.

Fowler is a little sorry.

Wu Luan tore away the radiant Wujin sword, letting it continue to float alone in the sky as a warning.

The corners of the man's mouth were raised in a nice way because of Fuhe's sweet words, but the smile lines soon faded away, his eyes shifted forward, looking at the stormy sky in the distance, the mockery in his eyes flashed past, and then he pointed A string of continuous blood beads was dragged out from the back of the hand.

The higher a person's cultivation level goes, the more valuable blood becomes.And Wu Luan's body, which is unique for thousands of years, is a rare spiritual body that only exists in rumors, and his skin and hair cannot be lost.

What's more, it's still red with gold, full of cultivation essence and blood.

Compared with the heroism of the scene where the blood was spilled, the man's voice was light and his tone was calm and composed: "Before I took back my avatar/body, this place has been deserted, there are no common people, and there are no immortals stationed to protect me. I came here, and there are more people like this." All sorts."

Fuhe's heart ached when he saw so much blood, and it was too late to stop him. Hearing this again, his heart tightened even more: "What... are you going to use all this blood for? Geping Lane...is a place that doesn't exist? Then ..."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, his complexion was worse than that of Wu Luan who had just lost blood, and he finally realized that this was a long-planned trap.

The golden-red blood distributed into complex and strange lines in mid-air, spreading out a large piece of fine and continuous silk net, with countless veins connected alternately, emitting a glowing red light.

One end of the giant net kept tightening in a certain direction like a living thing, while Wu Luan firmly grasped the other end, and slowly pushed forward step by step with his palm.

The false mirror image that was concealed from the sky and the sea was shattered, and one of the ancient magic formations, "Farewell to the Phantom", finally showed its true face.

One after another, it is simply ingenious.

Fuhe was fortunate enough to be taught by Wu Luan, so he naturally recognized Fentiankeng.

Heh, what a great handwriting, the people of Xianmen didn't fight against the foreign invading evil spirits, but put all their minds into using this lore array on them.

He raised his eyes and swept away, taking in all the figures of the "heroes" of the Immortal Sect. When he caught a glimpse of the red-clothed female cultivator standing upright in a corner, his chest, back and even his whole body became cold, "It's really Good calculation..."

Bu Yunhua stood in the shadow of the crowd, maybe she glanced here, or maybe she didn't.

It doesn't matter anymore.

It's not that Fuhe doesn't understand intrigues, nor is it that he can't play with others.It's just that I don't like to guess people's hearts easily.Too tired and really boring.

Well, it was just a tragic misjudgment.

This encirclement and suppression of the Immortal Sect came prepared, and almost all the organs were calculated, and even some of the links Fuhe still can't figure it out at this moment.

It's a pity that these people really have no foresight, and it seems that they don't understand an underlying truth at all: if he and Wu Luan are killed here and now, how long the entire Tianxian Continent can sustain under the erosion of the evil spirits outside the sky is a vague unknown .

After all, in the short term, he can't see who among the monks of the Xianmen who share the same hatred with the enemy can ascend immediately and escape this catastrophe.

However, these do not matter.

Fuhe slowly turned his head and saw Wu Luan demonstrating the formation on the spot. The speed of writing and starting was so fast that he couldn't see clearly. Among the afterimages, there was only the sky and the earth stained with blood.

According to the strokes, it can be roughly guessed that this is a defensive formation.

"Don't abandon me." He smiled softly, walked to the man's side, and said stubbornly, "We must die together, otherwise I will die for love. You know, I will do what I say."

"I'm not going anywhere." Wu Luan spread out the formation patterns, turned around, and smiled lightly, "I don't want to die either."

Fuhe's breath was not completely relaxed, "Then what are you going to do?"

Wu Luan put a finger to his lips: "Hush. Soon."

Fu Wo was patient and trusted him very much.

Fentiankeng had already been triggered, almost completely resisted by Jin Lan's sword, and couldn't fall down for a while.The ancient lore killing formation did not have a decent person to support it, and after all, it still could not unleash absolute power.

Wu Luan was dual-purpose, blood dripped slowly from the side of his mouth, and he still gave Fu He a comforting look.

"I'm not afraid." Fuhe smiled bitterly, sending spiritual power to Jin Lanjian, trying to help it as much as possible, "Anyway, we will always be together."

Wu Luan didn't open his mouth to speak, but concentrated on forming the formation, the vortex of spiritual energy kept expanding, and the breath of wind, sand and devil formed a hurricane, raising the long clothes of the two of them.

Fuhe reckoned that Wu Luan's mouth was already full of blood.

Burning the sky is a heart-burning formation.

Although the man's expression remained unchanged, one can imagine the pain involved.

However, there are still some people who think they are "the light of the righteous way" and shout loudly, "Devil, you have done a lot of evil, you have led a group of demons to disturb the world, and your crimes are heinous. If you don't let go, you will be arrested!"

Fowler just treats them as farts and keeps on doing his own thing.Jin Lanning couldn't bend it, and the slightest cracks had already appeared.After all, he is only in the False God Realm, and there is too little to help him before the formation.

Just as he was about to have a splitting headache, he saw a man in a blue shirt and a green coat, with a white beard and white hair, suddenly walked out of the array controllers of the Xianmen sect, with a rather fairy-like appearance.

Fuhe sneered in the bottom of his heart: It's a sanctimonious thing.

"My son." The blue and green monk squinted his eyes, grasped his heart with one hand, and moved towards Fu Wo with the other, dragging his voice disgustingly, "It's really hard for you to have been lurking in the Demon Realm for sixty years. Come to this seat soon."

Hearing this, Fuhe felt disgusted all over his body, disdained this kind of sowing discord, and uttered a word coldly: "Get out!"

Zhu Motian's complexion was dark, and he was so angry that he couldn't finish his words for a moment, shaking his hands: "You...you bastard..."

Fuhe didn't even give him a perfunctory word, and devoted himself to finding a way to fill Jin Lan's gap.

This artifact is exhausted and has to protect the master desperately, but its appetite is also very large. The spiritual power in Fuhe's body seems to have been opened a gap to leak air, and it is continuously absorbed by it, and the sweat is like rain for a while.

Naturally, he knew that Jin Lan had no malicious intentions, but just wanted to protect the second master.

"Actually, I understand in my heart that I shouldn't have brought you here." Wu Luan walked behind Fu He at some point, and sighed slightly, "But after all, it's not worth my own selfish desires."

Fuhe also regretted it a little, because of the benevolence of his stupid woman.

He followed with a smile, but Wu Luan stopped him when he wanted to turn his head. Guessing that he was seriously injured, he just didn't want to let himself see, so he whispered, "I'm holding you back."

The protective array has been completed, but how long it can last is just a shrinking unknown.

The flying sand was walking, and the strong wind was blowing, Wu Luan bowed, hugged Fuhe from behind, and leaned his head on his shoulder intimately.

—I never blamed you.

Fu Wo certainly knew.The only regret is that the time they spend together is too short.

Why is it so short, as short as a flick of a finger.

He hasn't even had time to show his lover the warmth of the world.

The earth-shattering sound of the collapse seemed to be able to pierce the eardrums of people in the next moment, echoing one after another.

Fu He was pressed into his arms by Wu Luan holding his head. In the darkness, he found the man's lips and kissed them. The tentacles were wet and sticky, and his heart ached fiercely, "You...you can ascend right now. no……"

Wu Luan blocked his lips with his hand, not letting him speak any more.

——So what if I can ascend, I will not go to a place without you.

Fowler almost cried.This fucking box lunch came unexpectedly.Still procrastinating, he really wanted to scold his mother.

The remaining prestige of the Fentiankeng attacked one after another, the sky and the earth were illusory, and the sun and the moon paled.

Fuhe closed his eyes, and has slowly calmed down.For a while, he felt that his whole body was going to be torn apart, and for a while, it seemed that his whole body was wrapped in warm air.

Together with the mind, the mind roams the world and the wilderness.

In the haze, he seemed to see a wealthy family full of gold and jade.With high doors and cornices, green tiles and red walls, a young man with a figure like Zhilan Yushu was leaning against the window of the study gallery and dozing off. Suddenly, the teacher walked by and knocked on the desk, and he sighed resentfully. Stand up and answer questions.

He didn't show any timidity, and his voice was so clear that Fuhe couldn't help but lose his mind.

He involuntarily searched for that place, passed through many obstacles, and opened a high window of a street alley with both hands. Lane Weeping Willow and Chunri Yingtiao watched from afar.

The four pairs face each other, Fuhe is stunned.

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