The Secret of the Seal

Lin Qingfeng’s expression was extremely heavy, and his heart was full of emotions. Jin Pingyue, who is looking forward to tears, does not know how to comfort. Is it because of this world that it is necessary to break into the chaos?

This night, Li Yexue did not know how many times he cried. After thousands of hardships came from Long Yuanguo, I could not find the whereabouts of Qin Dong, but I heard the death of Qin Dong. This cruel reality is like a sharp blade, cutting a heart of her heart into pieces. Despair has been insufficient to describe her mood at this time.

I want to die, but I can’t make up my decision. Not because she is timid, but because she is unwilling. I am not willing to see even the last side of Qin Dong. This is destined to be the longest night that Li Yexue has experienced in his life.

It can be a long night and a dawn. When the first sunshine in the morning was shot on the face of Li Yexue, people saw a face full of embarrassment and despair. [

There is no blood in the color, pale as paper. Even if a cold person sees it, he will feel uncomfortable.

"Miss Li, His Majesty the King of God, let me invite you to observe the ceremony!" A white man came in. Because the **** king intends to accept Li Ye Xue as a disciple, the attitude of the white man is respectful.

"I don't go!" Li Yexue's voice is very light, but it is as firm as iron.

"Miss Li, you..." The white man’s face passed a trace of embarrassment.

"Get out!" Li Yexue did not give him the opportunity to say more.

The white man was very helpless, so he had to retire and hurriedly reported the king of the gods. The **** king was commanding the venue where the grand ceremony was arranged. After listening to it, he sank for a moment and waved his hand to let the white man retreat. Look at that meaning, there is no plan to force "force" Li Yexue.

If you don’t want to fight, you will practice with the king of God. In name, it is a disciple. In fact, the king of the gods regards him as his own, so he is very petting for inaction and has deep feelings. Inaction was killed, and the blow to him was enormous. Even now, when I mentioned the days, the disciples of the Temple of Heaven and Heaven still had a lingering fear.

Under the personal supervision of the King of God and the urging of the company, the venue of the ceremonial ceremony was quickly arranged. All the disciples of the Tianshan Temple were wearing filial piety, and even the clothes of the king of God were replaced with white "colors."

The entire venue was solemn and quiet. Whether it was sentimental or was forced by the king of God, the disciples of the Tianshan Temple were all sad expressions without a smile.

When everything is ready, the king of the gods will scream "to bring the traitor red lotus charm, bring it up!"

In the dungeon, several disciples of the gods rushed in. Red Lotus charm knows that the last moment has arrived, but they have looked at Lin Qingfeng with a few eyes, but the expression is calm.

Red Lotus has already done a good psychological preparation, and with her current situation, it is really a life to die, so it will be so calm. Can Lin Qingfeng three people, but it is a big shock. Especially Jin Pingyue, I couldn't help but whisper.

Lin Qingfeng looked at the red lotus charm, wanted to say something, but said no, but a sigh of strength.

The red lotus charm smiled slightly, and the tone was gentle. "Three, I will take a step first. You should take care."

"God king, I "fuck" Nima! You must not die!" The drunk monk screamed a few times in the sky, still unable to calm the resentment of the heart and the pity of the red lotus charm, could not help but slammed the wall against the wall, straight Hit the entire cell and squeak.

The red lotus charm was originally on the Tianshan Mountain and there were no friends. At this time, I saw the true feelings of Lin Qingfeng's three people, "Liang", although facing death, my heart was warm. I have no regrets about the choices I made at the beginning.

"Come on!" A disciple of the Tianshan Temple was impatiently pushing the red lotus charm and screaming in his mouth.

The body of the red lotus charm struggling, turning his head and smashing the mountain disciple, and screaming, "I will go!", finally gazing at Lin Qingfeng’s three eyes, raising the dagger and striding away. Go out.

"God king, you are the dog of this day!" Lin Qingfeng clenched his teeth tightly, his fists clenched, his nails stabbed into the flesh. [

"Linda, isn't it true that no one can save the red girl?" Jin Pingyue had already burst into tears and cried and asked Lin Qingfeng.

Lin Qingfeng sighed with a sigh, his eyes filled with helplessness and sorrow, and a throat seemed to be blocked by something, and a word could not be said.

In front of the majestic temple on the Tianshan Mountain, the 16 guards of the innate realm stood proudly, as if they were stone-like, and let the cold wind blow. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are gods, noble and noble, which makes them unconsciously form a sense of pride and superiority, although in reality they are only dogs under the king of God.

"Who?" shouted, letting the eyes of the sixteen people focus on the only mountain road that could pass here.

I saw three figures, such as stepping on the clouds, and fluttering toward them. The handsome middle-aged man with a sinister smile on his face, eyes open and close like electricity, let the sixteen hearts of the sixteen people jump wildly without control.

Along the way, Qin Dong did not stop for a moment, and rushed to catch up, finally set foot on Tianshan at this moment.

In the face of the sixteen gaze-filled innate masters, Qin Dong’s gaze swept past them and finally settled on the temple. Looking up and down the left and right, a few eyes, faintly said "such a palace, but it is a pity for the **** **** king, it is a pity."

"Let's go!" "Bold!"...

When Qin Dong’s disrespectful words were exported, he suddenly caused a great indignation among the 16 guards, and there was a burst of anger and anger.

Qin Dong sneered a few times, his eyes flickered in the sixteen blushing blushing necks, as if they had been smashed by the chrysanthemums, ignoring their roar, faintly asking, "Where is the god, let He came to see me!"

Fang Xianer’s expression at this time is not dignified. Along the way, she reminded Qin Dong more than once, the background of the king of God is not simple, he must be suffocated, it is best not to hurt people. Unexpectedly, her bitterness on the road, to Qin Dong, all of this has become the wind of the ear. Looking at the situation of Qin Dong, he is clearly rushing to kill.

Look at the sixteen guards at this time, there is no indignation and indignation, and Fang Xianer is worried that Qin Dong will say a few more words. The two sides will really fight up and rush out and reconcile, "You are Fang Xianer, The disciple of Lin Qingfeng, a natural consortium. My master is now a guest at your Tianshan Temple, and I would like to ask you to announce it."