[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

It seemed like a long time passed, the sun was fading, time passed slowly, Yaken Toshiro's pale face was covered with sweat, sweat dripped from his cheeks, mixed with the dust and blood on his clothes, he looked fragile and embarrassed, but The dagger still stood there looking at Fang Ding.

He kept finding pieces of wood that could be used from the broken ruins of Honmaru, split the wood with his own body, and then filled it into the flame under the cauldron. A wooden barrel fetches water from a distant well, and puts the water in a pool transformed from an abandoned knife solution pool, so that it can be added directly at that time.

"Yao Yanni..." The little figure who had been hiding in the shadow for a long time seemed to have finally made up his mind, and moved out of the shadow cautiously.

This is a very small boy, with curly milky white hair sticking to his cheeks obediently, big golden eyes timidly, the white shirt on his body is a bit torn, but it has been taken care of cleanly, and the wrist is tied A gold-orange ribbon.

"I...I'll help you" the little boy whispered, while reaching out to grab the wooden barrel next to him, there were five little tigers turning around under his feet, trying to help them with their paws against the wooden barrel the master.

"Tui Jiang" the black-haired dagger sighed, and helplessly let go of the movements in his hands. He looked at his soft-spoken brother peacefully, and a certain part of his heart became soft and sour.

"Didn't you agree to retreat in the house to help take care of Zongsandian?" Yao Yan said softly, "It's enough to have me here, Xiao Tui should go back, okay?"

"No... Yakeni... woo" the boy with white curly hair shook his head, his beautiful big eyes were filled with water vapor, he raised his head and looked seriously at Yaken with tired face, "Back... woo, Tui also wants to help Yaoyan and Yiqi Nu, oh... as long as Yi Qi Ni can come back, Tui, Tui can do anything."

"Besides, Yao Yanni is very tired, I want to help you too..." The boy's expression was very serious, without the slightest cowardice in the past. He bit his lip, held the bucket tightly in his hand, and looked at Yao Yanni anxiously. research.

Yao Yan was stunned, and then a warm feeling surged in his heart. He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed his brother's hair that feels so good, and smiled very relieved, "Then, come back with me."

Wu Hutui gave a happy compliment, followed Yaoyan, and gave him a hand in earnest. Under the sunlight, the two short figures stood together in perfect harmony.

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Tian Yuchuan didn't know what was happening in this pill at this time, he was in a battlefield right now, he heard the sound of fighting and tearing flesh, the howling and wailing of swords and swords, the clanging and sharp clashing sounds of weapons, directly into his ears.

A blue figure that seems to be covered with ice and snow is in the very center of this battlefield. His long hair of ice and snow hangs down, revealing the coldness of the wind and cold mist, and his pair of eyes of ice and snow can no longer be seen. The darkness of light filled him, and he was surrounded by layers of bones scattered all over his body. There were still several broken pieces hanging on the bones, and the tinkling of bells and bells was mournful and pale.

There are ferocious monsters everywhere around him, the bone snake with the gloomy lightning is holding a short knife shrouded in black mist in its mouth, nimbly and tentatively attacking; It is full of malice; wearing a bamboo hat, it looks like a human, but its eyes are weird and evil, and a blood mist is brought up when it is swung...

All kinds of monsters surrounded this snow-coloured figure, and the thick black mist rolled with an ominous aura, but he didn't seem to see it, but when he instinctively drew his knife, there would be a path of mournful blood. The light covers the ice and snow, which is dazzlingly beautiful.

Tian Yuchuan looked at this Taidao that had completely lost himself from a distance, and frowned slightly. After a long time, he sighed softly, and with a swipe of his palm, the fragment hanging on Fu Sangshen Baigu's body in the distance jumped. to his palm.

"Are you the younger brothers of Yiqi Yizhen?" Tian Yuchuan raised his eyebrows, looking at the broken fragments in front of him that couldn't be seen at all. When he said the name of Yiqi Yizhen, these fragments were not Visibly shook.

This kind of extremely weak vibration is easy to be ignored by people, but Tian Yuchuan clearly saw it, his clear jaw, it turns out that the spiritual consciousness has not been completely annihilated, so it will be much easier to recover.

"Sa"

Suddenly, a cold light like ice and snow went straight to the front door, Tian Yuchuan raised his head slightly, and watched the attacking blue-haired sword hit the layer of light and mist that had always surrounded his body, he flipped out in embarrassment and hit heavily on the on the ground.

At this time, the surrounding area has been cleared by this powerful knife. Jiang Xuezuowen holds the knife in one hand and struggles to get up. There are various wounds all over his body, and the wounds are coagulated with blood. And black mist, every action will tear open the wound and flow out more blood, and more black mist will seep into his body.

Even with such a serious injury, this snow-like sword still supported his body with difficulty, holding the handle and wanting to continue to attack Tian Yuchuan, his eyes completely shrouded in darkness stared at the opposite person's arms The tattered piece of iron seemed to be something so precious that he was willing to give everything.

"Have you completely given up consciousness?" Tian Yuchuan frowned, pointed his finger, and fixed the Fu Sangshen who was attacking him again. He carefully looked all over Jiang Xuezuo's body. Surround him with golden divine flames.

The flame rose from the corner of his clothes, spread and swayed, and extended Jiang Xuezuo's whole body. The divine flame swallowed up the dense black mist that wrapped the Taidao Fusangshen, and burned off the ominous bones on his body. Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen didn't say a word, just stood there motionless, his eyes still fixed on Tian Yuchuan's arms.

The flames gradually receded, all the bones on Fusangshen's body were gone, the scars healed, and his blue clothes became intact again, making his slender figure even more cold and lonely. With extreme persistence and a little bit of bewilderment, his dark pupils still can't reflect any existence.

Tian Yuchuan frowned in surprise. He looked at this sword that remained silent even after experiencing the pain of the flames. Even the most divine Taiyang Zhenhuo could not release the sword and seal it. soul?He frowned, feeling troubled for the first time.

Jiang Xuezuo's writing is really a particularly difficult knife.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, put away the golden flame with a bit of disgust, the divine flame twisted a bit wronged, spit out a piece of crystal clear bone jade flowing with black strange light, rubbed it flatteringly Rubbed Amamikawa's finger, and then disappeared into her palm.

Tian Yuchuan raised his eyebrows, weighed the bone with satisfaction, and put it away with a wave of his sleeves. Then he turned his head and stopped looking at Jiang Xuezuo's writing, and put the knife, which was completely intact except for the closed heart, to the knife. He moved to the side, and turned his gaze to the broken pieces in his arms.

"Let me see, are you worth my trouble?" He said, pointing his fingers on these fragments, and half-closed his eyes.

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Honmaru, when Yaoken Fujishiro and Wuhutui didn't notice at all, the space above the bronze tripod was slightly distorted, and a piece of crystal clear bone jade flowing with black strange light appeared there, and then fell into it silently. In the tripod, it was submerged by the current.

The author has something to say: Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The five kittens are so cute!

My aunt said: Jiang Xuezuo's writing is too difficult, I don't care!

23333 When I wrote about Jiang Xue, my painting style was a bit wrong

Sure enough, I actually love him [bushi