Immortal Mortal

"You are taking me in the past, will you be in conflict with the three forces when you go there?" Mo Wuzhi was a little vigilant. He was eager to find the cold and green, but he did not want to be the hand of Feiling.

"No, as long as you show your strength, they simply don't dare to do it to you. It's going to cost a lot of money..." Feiling didn't finish a word, and his eyes continued to twitch again.

This sentence is understandable. It is understandable that when he condensed Xianyuan to Feiling, the degree of tearing of the body of the sword was indeed more than doubled.

Looking at the eye of Feiling, Mo Wuji estimated that this guy could not hold on. He said directly, "Lead the way, I will follow you."

"Yes, seniors." Fei Ling does not think that Mo Wuji is a younger generation. Here, the strength is the predecessor, and the strength of Mo Wuji is stronger than him.

Once the rapid flight, the painful expression in Feiling’s eyes actually weakened a lot, and it seemed that he had transferred the pain to another place.

Feiling did not lie, only a small half-day time, there was a boundless vine in front of the unscrupulous, perhaps there are many roots.

These vines are all grayish black, without leaves, and there seems to be no life. The gray-black long vines are spreading out and there is no end to it. All vines or roots are twisted and twisted to form irregular shapes that completely envelop a large area.

Far from the distance, this place is indeed like a Fujiyama.

Mo Wuji saw that Fujiyama rushed straight in, and his **** of sacredness stretched out unscrupulously.

Before Wu Moji had never used the **** of the gods, he was worried about the situation of sudden abruptness. Now Han Qingru is likely to be in Pingteng Fuji, where he will converge on his own means.

In the sword prison, the understanding of the sea **** can only stretch out the range of ten miles, and the use of the gods of the gods is unscrupulous, and the scope of stretching out is even more than a hundred miles.

Ping An Fuji Mountain is not big, and Bai Li has completely covered this range.

Sure enough, as Feiling said, the crowd in Pingteng Fujiyama is divided into four. In the middle of these four, there seems to be a trading place.

A river with no ripples is on the outskirts of the peaceful Fujiyama, and no one is close to the river. Mo Wuji guessed that this should be Jianqi River.

Mo Wuji does not have the mind to manage Jianhe River now, and his gods continue to run rampant in Pingtengshan.

A few strong people quickly realized the unscrupulous thoughts, but at this moment no one came to find troubles. In Pingteng Fujiyama, as long as you don't find your head and use God to offend anything, it is not awkward. Being able to stretch out God's mind so far and offend others is a taboo thing. Many of the protagonists trapped in the jail have been wiped out a lot.

However, a few top-ranking powerhouses stood up suddenly after feeling the unscrupulous thoughts. It’s just that Mo Wuji quickly took away his own thoughts, and those strong ones did not continue to follow God’s thoughts.

After only a dozen breaths, Mo Wuji’s body was shocked. His gods fell on a boulder on the edge of Pingteng Fuji Mountain. A monk dressed in hair and skinny, leaning against the side of the boulder, did not know life or death.

When I saw this monk, I knew that it was Han Qingru. There is no information on the communication beads that he wears in his hands. It can be seen that there is nothing in Han Qingru.

"The surname of Fei, you dare to come back, look for death!" A sudden voice sounded.

The obvious body of Fei Ling standing beside Mo Wuji shook a little, and the subconsciously approached Mo Wuji. However, Mo Wuji can completely ignore Feiling at this moment, and he rushed to the other side of Pingteng Fuji.

"Who are you, actually dare to blame me on the site of the mountain?" When someone was drinking Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji had already worn it from this place.

Feiling saw no help, no matter who he was, he did not dare to talk to him about his nonsense, only to follow Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji is now his backing, leaving Mo Wuji, he can only escape to the peaceful Fujiyama. Although Pang Wei will not chase him outside Ping An Tengshan, he will not insist on it for a long time.

Now in the safe Fujiyama, the degree of the tearing of the sword is a paradise for him.

Mo Wuji fell to the side of Han Qingru in a few steps, and he reached out and picked up Han Qingru. The cold and ruthless is like an empty shell, and there is a bitterness in the heart.

As soon as he embraced Han Qingru in his arms, Mo Wuji felt that several swords had penetrated. He did not hesitate to introduce these swords into his body.

Han Qingru suddenly struggled for a moment, saying with hoarseness and almost no voice, "You dare to move me, I immediately shunned..."

She even forgot that she was bound by a sword, and it was not easy to be self-suppressed.

"Qingru Sister, it is me, I am Mo Wuji..." Mo Wuji almost could not fully say this sentence, there is only one kind of anger and suffering in his heart.

His **** thought that Han Qingru is now bruised and bruised, without half a good skin, blood stained her clothes skirt into hard bark.

The only thing that is weak is the breathing, and the fairy is not left.

The swordsmanship here is indeed related to the cultivation of the monks. The stronger the sword is, the stronger it is. It’s too weak to repair the Han Qingru, only Jinxian, or the beginning. What kind of cultivation can you do besides suffering from Jian Jian? She is weak and she is unbearable.

Another number of swords did not come over, but was still introduced into his body by Mo Wuji. He is holding a cold green ru, can lead the sword against the cold green ru, which makes Mo Wuyi feel a little loose.

A few medicinal herbs were taken out by Mo Wuji and sent to the mouth of Han Qingru. Han Qingru's body is too empty, he did not dare to give her all the healing remedies around her.

"No junk..." Han Qingru opened his eyes. When she saw Mo Wuji, her face showed despair. She knows exactly where she is, and Wu Wuji also came to this place, which means that Mo Wuji will be like her, will be torn here by the sword.

Soon, the despair on her face turned into a longing, and since she couldn’t get out, why bother to think of something else?

"Qing Ru Shijie..." Mo Wuji saw the face of Han Qingru Guangjie as jade, and his heart was a little shocked. Han Qingru’s body did not have a good place, but her face was not hurt at all.

Han Qingru slowly raised her hand. Her hands were full of blood, the phalanx was clearly visible, and there were several deep traces on her arm. A large white bone was reflected, and many of them turned grayish black.

Her hand finally touched the face of Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji also guided a few Jianqi. He was bleeding in his heart. How long did he come here? He blocked more than a dozen swords for Han Qingru. Here is still a weak place in Jianqi. If it is in the rest of the prison, how much suffering does Han Qingru suffer?

It is conceivable that only the Jinqing Ru, which was cultivated by Jin Xian, came over in the past year. If he comes back half a year later, or even two or three months, he may never see Han Qingru.

"Don't call my sister, just call me Qingru..." I felt the temperature on Mo Wuji's face, and Han Qingru's mouth overflowed with some smiles.

"Qingru, I must destroy the Great Kendo and avenge you." Mo Wuji clenched his fist and said with hate.

Han Qingru coughed a bit and struggled to say, "I can see you here, it is very happy. I would rather let the sword rip my body, but also keep a face, that is, after fear of death. you do not know me……"

"Qingru..." Mo Wuji was shocked to see Han Qingru, Han Qingru and him close, the kind of closeness is not the emotion between men and women. Because he always had a voice in his heart, he did not think that other women were too close.

Mo Wuji is not an emotional idiot. If Han Qingru had emotional entanglement with him before, he would definitely notice that in fact, he and Han Qingru have known each other for so long, he never felt that Han Qingru had the kind to him. Loving feelings. Can Han Qingru just say something, how can he give him a strange feeling?

"I have only two relatives in this world, one is my father, the other is you..." Han Qingru did not seem to feel that Mo Wuji had served her healing remedy, still immersed in her own emotions. Said, "At Baihua Mountain Villa, you don't want to leave alone, but also take me away. I have your shadow in my heart. I don't even notice it. I know deep inside, I don't deserve you... ”

Mo Wuji opened his mouth, Han Qingru said that he is not worthy of him? He is just a mortal ~www.readwn.com~ Although it is not ugly, it is not the handsome guy who is handsome and earth-shattering. The fairy world is more than his handsome man. It is.

It seems that I feel like I have no words to talk. Han Qingru slowly shook his head and continued. "I am a person who has been married once. Although it is fake, I have no plans to look for a Taoist. I am the most. One of the regrets was that you grabbed my shoulders with your hand that day, and I refused you..."

Unscrupulously looking at Han Qingru? Is there such a thing? When did he grab the shoulders of Han Qingru?

No, there is such a time. Mo Wuji quickly thought about it. He learned from Han Qingru that after he had the possibility of saving the sound of the Shu book, he was too excited, and he seized the shoulders of Han Qingru.

"If there is another time, I will not refuse you..." Han Qingru stared at Mo Wuji. "Do you know how hard I have been in the fairyland these years? I often think that you have come up with so many cents. Geshi gave me a condensed fairy, and I often thought about the things that you fled with me... I always wondered if we were together if we were together, even if we were very quick, we could Like people together..."

In the unscrupulous mind, there suddenly appeared that the cold green ru was condensed with the fairy tales, which was like a fairy. At that moment, Han Qingru did print a trace in his heart.

"Until now, I am convinced that I dare to say these words. We can die here together, I am finally no longer alone... You kiss me..." Han Qingru slowly closed his eyes. She did think that she was about to fall, and this broke out the fragile heart.

(Today's update is here, although the update has been stable in the past few days, but March is over, April is coming, the fifth is still asking for support from the monthly ticket! Thank you)

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