Raising a junior brother to counterattack

Shen Huai feels very strange now, he feels as if something terrible has happened to him.

It is even more mysterious and miraculous than Hou Tu's attack on him and his rebirth from Nirvana.

——Since the Three Clans War, I have not seen Xuan Xing for more than sixty years.

Obviously, more than 70 years have passed since the tribal melee, hasn't it?

And Shenhuai No. [-] and Hou Tu got along as before...

Shen Huai's mood became very complicated for a while. The initial relationship between him and Hou Tu was indeed as it was just now, but he didn't know when... The other party's temperament became more and more gloomy day by day, and he seemed to rarely take it so naturally. The other party played and joked, until the three clans fought...

He draws his sword,

He died.

But what he saw in front of his eyes was that the two of them were the same as before and had no grievances. He was not dead, and he still had nothing to do with him.

Shen Huai had to come up with a bold guess in his heart, if it wasn't an extremely realistic illusion, or he came to another world through a space crack.

There are countless variables in the development of this world, and a small change may cause the world to go in two directions, thus deriving a new world.

And in this world, obviously Hou Tu didn't take action against him, I don't know if it's cause or effect.

As for him, he was dragged into this world because of the rift in space, and his physical body didn't know where he went. In order not to dissipate, and to find his body independently, he attached himself to another spirit that came from the same source as him.

Shen Huai felt that this idea was absurd, but he had an intuition that this was the case in reality.

As Shenhuai No. [-] carried the Kunwu sword out of Zhuwang Mountain and out of the demon world, the familiar scenery around them all revealed what is a fact.

The mountains of kings still go straight into the sky,

The mountains and rivers of the demon world are still full of vitality,

The rivers and mountains of the mainland are still magnificent.

With the attack of Shenhuai No. [-], he became more and more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

Kunwu was out of the sheath, brilliant, faintly breaking through the middle stage of fusion.

If he hadn't died in the melee between the three clans, more than sixty years have passed, he must have reached this state.

At this time, Shenhuai No. [-] subdued a liger king neatly and rescued a dozen white-clothed monks.

The small silver swords with the word "Xuan" on the cuffs showed that they were the inner disciples of Shangxuanzong, who were superior to many monks in the mainland.

Looking at their fledgling faces mixed with the contradictory temperament of youthfulness, innocence and high spirits, they must be disciples who have just left the sect to practice.

Based on the relationship between Shen Huai and Xuan Xing, he would not refuse to save these disciples, let alone...he came here to find Xuan Xing.

As for the reason, in the words of Shenhuai No. [-], it is probably "I haven't seen you for many years, so much."

With a flash of sword light, the tyrannical lion and tiger king bowed his head and lay down at the feet of the man in red.

He pointed his sword at the ground, turned his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled, beautiful time.

Incomparably powerful and incomparably beautiful.

Shenhuai No. [-] complacently accepted the astonished gazes of a dozen young boys and girls.

Always so handsome, but also very troubled.

Shen Huai's mind was glued to a young boy in white clothes standing behind the crowd.

A jade-like face, narrow eyes,

Shen Chen.

It turns out... was Shen Chen like this more than ten years ago? He looked like a typical disciple of the orthodox sect of the human race, but he looked like a dog, and he didn't see the alienation, isolation and ruthlessness in the future.

What happened in the past ten years...

Let the opponent go from the human race to the demon race, and even go to the purgatory on earth like the land of exile.

At this time, a young man in white clothes with a square face and an elegant appearance, who was the leader of the dozen or so people, came over, retracted his sword and narrowed his eyes and said: "Thank you for the kindness of saving me, senior. I will never forget the great kindness of the senior when I wait for the disciples of Shangxuan."

Elegant and Wushuang, she looks a bit like Li Xu, obviously a master pretender, Shenhuai No. [-] has a bit of love for the younger generation, and she wants to tease him a bit.

At this time, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd: "Shen Huai, you are the demon king Shen Huai!"

Looking up, I saw one of the handsome and straight young men staring at him with staring eyes.

"Shijun, how can you be so disrespectful to seniors." The elegant young man frowned slightly, and pulled the handsome young man who was about to pounce on him behind him.

"Wei Minghan, what are you doing, you're preventing me from watching idols," he stared at Shenhuai No. You stupid fan, I want to give you a monkey!"

The face of the elegant young man turned dark immediately.

There were also a few uncontrollable laughter from behind.

Seeing the mainland myth with their own eyes, everyone was so excited. They felt that they were chased by the lion and tiger king just now like a dog.

But... They are not as fat and weak as Fang Shijun, so naturally they just pay attention to him in awe and enthusiasm.

Even Shen Chen didn't let go, his eyes were wide open, it's hard for him to make the phoenix eyes look like dog eyes, mixed with admiration for the strong and unexpected shock.

Shen Huai felt a little cute, it turned out that the other party was so young and immature back then.

Shenhuai No. [-] didn't notice the handsome young man in the back corner, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

Finally, he looked at Fang Shijun with his eyebrows bent, "Your name is Fang Shijun? It's interesting."

As he spoke, a purple light flashed in his left hand, and after the light passed, there lay a small purple-gold bell, surrounded by faint thunder tongues flickering and beeping.

With a light wave of Shenhuai No. [-] hand, he threw the little bell into Fang Shijun's arms.

Fang Shijun hugged the little bell like a little rabbit, staring at Shenhuai with wide eyes.

Shenhuai smiled, and said: "This is Leiling, the God of Nine Nethernesses. Seeing you fall in love, it's considered a gift from my senior, you continue to practice, be careful on the way, I'll go find your suzerain first. "

When he said the last two sentences, his smiling eyes swept across the crowd, and they immediately surrendered in unison, followed by deep admiration and longing. This is the charm and strength of the peak powerhouse.

Then, Shenhuai No. [-] glanced at the elegant young man indiscriminately, rode on the lion and tiger king, jumped up and disappeared from everyone's sight, like an exciting dream.

On the contrary, Shen Huai felt that something was wrong, perhaps because he was also a group consciousness, he was keenly aware of the slight discrepancy between the consciousness in the elegant young man's body and his body, but because Shen Huai No.

After a while, Fang Shijun's excited voice came: "Ooooh, this is the magic weapon given to me by King Feng. Do you think he saw my bones and aptitude, and gave birth to a heart of love for talents... Maybe... Maybe You still want to accept me as a disciple!"

Wei Minghan: "..."

What do you mean by "extraordinary aptitude, born with a heart of love for talents", it means that you are so stupid, but you have a heart of teasing, but seeing the coveting and jealousy in the eyes of the other dozen people, he couldn't help but sigh.

It is true that the demon king is reckless (has a bad taste) in the world, and it is true that just raising his hand made him want to wipe Fang Shijun's ass, and made him feel depressed-watching other men give each other things. You can't be angry and bluntly say that the other party is cheating you, otherwise you will be labeled as "slandering idols and committing heinous crimes".

He touched his nose, and thought to himself, how could he offend that superior senior in just a blink of an eye.

As everyone knows, Shenhuai No. [-] just thinks that the other party looks like Li Xu, and can't help but play around.

At this time, Shenhuai No. [-] was riding towards the direction of Shangxuanzong on the lion and tiger king. When he reached the huge floating mountain range, he flew out and landed gracefully.

I was thinking whether it would be better to make a magnificent call and spread my voice thousands of miles away, or to sneak in thoughtfully and without disturbing anyone.

After thinking about it, he finally opened up his aura and his momentum rose.

However, nothing happened.

Shenhuai No. [-] was slightly surprised, Xuan Xing must be able to feel his breath so exposed, why didn't anyone come for a long time.

Could it be that he is not in Shang Xuanzong?

Didn't it mean that after more than [-] years of practicing swords and enlightening the Tao, he has not yet descended to the main peak of the suzerain?

Of course, I just listened to these words, and I also knew that it was because the other party's otaku attributes were onset, he was too lazy to move, and he claimed to be in retreat.

Why, is it possible that he really realized something, is he going to break through?

At this time, there was a faint smell of blood...

Nothing to do, he followed the smell.

In just one breath, he went around the mountain and entered the forest, and his face became numb in an instant.

The white clothes in front of him are more than snow, spotless, his face is like ice and snow, and his eyes are like distant mountains. The young monk with his own air-conditioning system is not Xuan Xing, who is it?

but……

What happened to the blood-stained man in the green shirt in front of him with half of his arm missing and a suspected bite wound?

At this time, Xuan Xing turned around, his lips were covered with blood, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment and embarrassment that was rare to see in a century and disappeared in a flash.

Although this emotion was extremely weak, slight, and short-lived, it was caught by Shen Huai, who was familiar with the other party, for the first time.

"!"

Lying trough,

Xuan Xing is eating people?

Xuan Xing is eating people.

Xuan Xing is eating people!

The minds of Shenhuai No. [-] and Shenhuai were refreshed instantly.

The blue-clothed monk seemed very dissatisfied, he gave Shen Huai a gloomy look, but it was a pity that the other party was in shock and had no time to pay attention, thinking that the other party had died long ago.

Also, how could he think that his good friend Xuan Xing not only cannibalizes people, but also eats living people raw.

However, he soon noticed.

Because the green-shirted monk began to take out a veil, and slowly and meticulously wiped Xuan Ying's blood-stained lips.

Shenhuai and Shenhuai No. 0: =[-]=

The green-clothed monk rubbed very slowly, as if he was carving something delicately, or kneading and pressing something. For some reason, Shenhuai even got goosebumps in his heart amidst the shock.

Obviously very gentle movements, why does the style of painting look so wrong?

However, more of his mind is still wondering who this monk is. Could it be that he is a professional food stove, wipes after eating, and serves home well?

I've never heard of this kind of stove that is not for sex but for eating.

Xuan Xing suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the arm of the monk in green shirt, and spread his five fingers,

swollen lips...

Shenhuai: "..."

Could it be that the cultivator didn't serve his family well just now, but wanted to use this childish means to take revenge on Xuan Xing.

"Are you here?" Although the sausage mouth is on, the handsome man is still a handsome man, and the flower of Gaoling is still the flower of Gaoling. Being witnessed by close friends in the countryside, he sat upright in the Jiuchongtian Tower to entertain guests and attend the meeting.

Shenhuai No. [-] came back to his senses in an instant. Although his eyes were still subtle, he still replied very seriously: "I'm coming."

The pale face of the cultivator in blue shirt instantly turned black due to blood loss.