Immortal Path to Heaven

　　 The road is lonely, Yedu has no one.

　　 The desolate north wind roared, blowing the earth, and the dead wood swayed in the strong wind.

　　 The wind blows up the sand, and the force is so great that it hits a person's skin with a sharp steel nail, which makes the body painful and makes it difficult to open the eyes.

　　In the violent wind, an old and a young figure were sprinting in the wind and sand, and their clothes were stained with soil, obviously running for a long time.

　　Ouyang Ming smiled and said: "Senior He, you have arrived in the ancient city in front of you. This time I went out, I didn't expect to spend so long."

"Yeah, I'm tired of this boat ride. I can't eat my old bones." Having said that, the old man was energetic, and the sword box carrying him "chucked", this way, just fancy At a glance, I knew that something big happened to him, and it was a good thing.

　　Although he went back to Jianfeng this time, he failed to find a way to reshape the foundation, but when he had no hope in his heart, he saw the dawn again. Because Ouyang Ming actually promised to rebuild his foundation, which surprised him.

　　The ten gods outside the ancient city have not changed at all, and the colors are mottled.

　　 The streets in the city are old and stained with a touch of gray.

　　The streets were bustling with people, and the two looked at each other, and they both saw the comfort of their respective eyes.

　　 Outside the city, there is no guardianship of the idol, and it is always possible to be attacked by monsters. The string in my heart is always tight. As soon as I enter the city, I relax.

　　Changshou Alley was quiet, the two had just arrived at the entrance of the lane, and Master Master's expression was panic. With a panic in his eyes, he quickly walked over and eagerly said: "Brother Yu, Master He, Xiaoman has an accident!"

　　 "Huh? What's going on?" Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed coldly, and looked at the past.

　　 He Jian's face was cold, a pure sword intention spread out.

Master 　　 stunned slightly, his face was horrified, and he secretly said in his heart, is this old man? How could it be so scary?

　　On this longevity lane, only he is the most ordinary. Jiang Yingrong is the daughter of the head of the Jiang family. Since his childhood, he has amazing talents. He also has the blood of three dragons. This talent is in the top ten in the entire Jiang family. As for He Jian, it is a ruthless man who squashed a generation and blocked the three moves of the Venerable with the spirit. Only Master Duan, although he is a forge master, is also very noble in the ancient city, but compared to Jiang Yingrong and He Jian, this identity is not enough to look at, it seems too ordinary and mediocre.

　　 As for Ouyang Ming, he is also in good luck and is the darling of this era.

　　 is unmatched in the entire spiritual world.

After a few breaths, Master Duan recovered and whispered: "The shopkeeper Jiang brought his three children back to Jiang's house, but they encountered the blood dragon Ji Qi's family halfway. They want to take away Xiaoman. ."

　　 "Later?" Ouyang Ming's voice was very soft, but in the depths of his words, he had a strong killing intention.

Master Duan glanced at Ouyang Ming with Yu Guang, and when he saw that he was calm, he replied softly: "Later, the shopkeeper Jiang said his identity, and the people of the Blood Dragon family were not willing to retreat, but they were there. The shopkeeper Jiang thought that when all this had passed, the Ji family attacked Xiaoman quickly, as if lightning, and made him highly toxic. At this time, he had not awakened, and his life and death were unknown." There was a feeling of trembling, it seemed that the air around him was condensed.

　　 "Blood Dragon Family, hum!" Listening to this, Ouyang Ming sneered. Ji Qi came to trouble herself as soon as he entered the ancient city, and now the Ji family beat Xiaoman to death. He will definitely report this hatred, and he will return it ten times and one hundred times. Although he is easy to get along with on weekdays, there is fierceness and coldness in places that others can't reach.

　　The sword box on He Jian's back was also beating. The long sword in the box was like a sheath, and the edge was scattered.

　　 The scene fell silent for a moment, leaving only the whine of wind.

After a while, Ouyang Ming looked calm, and said, "Senior He, the previous promise, I am afraid I have to postpone it for a while. Xiaoman was entrusted to me by his grandfather. I can’t watch him go wrong. Hope seniors forgive me."

　　He Jian waved his hand and said, "Where did Brother Yu speak, Xiaoman counts as half of my disciple, and I will not let it go."

　　Looking at this scene, Master Duan looks like a ghost, his mouth is apart, and his pupils are constricted.

　　 There is only one idea in my heart. Is this still the reticent He Jian? Why is there a compliment in this voice? He was messy, completely messy. He spent the longest time with He Jian, and he knew exactly what his bad temper was. How to say it, like the stone in that pit, stinky and hard. Not right, even if you say that the sky is broken, he will not return you a half sentence, but now, this inherent impression is completely broken.

　　He was extremely curious, what happened in this trip? And what is Ouyang Ming's ability, even to convince old man He?

Ouyang Ming didn't understand the thoughts in his mind, and then said: "Senior He, this matter is not too late. I really can't let go of Xiaoman. I also hope that Senior He will accompany me to the Jiang family." He knew that He Jian He had already joined the Heilongjiang family at the beginning, and his status was certainly not low. When an acquaintance went with him, he could talk to him when he encountered something.

　　 "Hmm!" He Jian nodded gently without hesitation.

　　 The two came in a hurry, and went in a hurry, they left in a moment, leaving Master Duan cluttered in the wind, puzzled.

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The Jiang family is undoubtedly one of the largest forces in the big ruins.

　　 occupies a lot of land, and it is all fertile land. It is extremely precious in the cursed land. Because almost 70% of the big ruins are filled with yellow sand. The rest of the place is either a dangerous place or a secret area, and there are not many places suitable for living and living. The Jiang family occupies countless places, backed by the mountains, and in front are all good fields, one can imagine how strong its strength is.

　　 And the Jiang family's mansion was located in front of this mountain range, which shocked all directions.

　　 Pavilions are lined up, although it is not possible to talk about jade carvings, but it is also extraordinary, consisting of dozens of courtyards.

　　 There are streams, summer flowers, and various kinds of exotic fruits in the pavilion. It can be said that this is a rare paradise in the cursed land.

In a huge square outside the Jiang family, there stands a statue of a black dragon from the height of one hundred feet, each scale is lifelike, dark and deep, exuding a cold mans, and the claws are sharp, especially the eyes of the black dragon, gazing at the sky, Domineering is extraordinary.

　　Countless Jiang family disciples sat cross-legged under the black dragon, breathing and vomiting.

　　A girl's boudoir in the Jiang family is gorgeous everywhere, and a censer that embraces a single bottle is scattered with purple smoke, and the fragrance is very light and elegant.

　　On the pink bed, a six- or seven-year-old child's eyes closed tightly, frowning together, like falling into a nightmare. There was no blood on his face, and if the breath seemed to be absent, he seemed to be dead at any time. The shirt faded, revealing the skin of the same wheat color, he was just a little man.

　　 An elderly man with gray hair and white robe and white cloth shoes volleyed his finger.

A silver needle flew out and pierced Xiaomantian Ling's point, and with a little force, the silver needle flew back. The tip of the needle was stained with a light black blood. The old man looked at the blood and put the silver needle away and sighed heavily. Took a breath.

　　His name is Jiang Zhihai, and he is the best pharmacologist in the whole Jiang family. Although Cultivated as a mid-level with only spirits, throughout the Jiang family, virtue is highly regarded, and its status is higher than that of the cabinet elders.

　　Jiang Yingrong did not speak, raised his hand and introduced Jiang Zhihai into the hall. After making a pot of tea himself, he asked softly, "Elder Zhihai, how is Xiaoman?"

　　 Her face was slightly pale, and her pupils were dark around, obviously overworked.

Jiang Zhihai had a complicated look. He glanced at Jiang Yingrong and said slightly, "Miss, this poison is extremely rare, and it has invaded the internal organs. And the blood in this child's body seems to have been taken away as a child, and there is something missing. ...The old is also helpless! Looking at what it is now, it can only last for at least seven days, and I hope the lady will forgive me." He said this very sincerely.

　　 "Elder Zhihai, please think about it." Jiang Yingrong was anxious and only felt his head buzzing.

　　 Xiaoman was entrusted to her by Ouyang Ming, and it was only a few days later that such a big thing happened, which made me feel very guilty.

　　 The old man's face was dark, and he said, "Miss, old decay is really helpless..." After that, he got up and clenched his fists slightly, and retreated.

　　Jiang Qingcheng wore a ponytail, his face was bitter, and whispered: "Mother, why do those people hurt Xiaoman?"

Jiang Yingrong's face softened a little, and Yan Yan laughed, saying: "They are all bad guys. They have hatred against Xiaoman. Before Xiaoman didn't show up, they just appeared. They will definitely do it. I just didn't expect that my owner The identity of her daughter is uncontrollable. Also, as long as Xiaoman is dead, how could Jiang's family be so active for such a child?" Her voice was so soft that she didn't even know why she told Jiang Qingcheng.

　　 "Oh!" Jiang Qingcheng nodded~www.readwn.com~How about Xiao Lan? Jiang Yingrong asked, Xiao Lan's age was too young, and she was not as strong as Xiao Man. The scene where Xiao Man was seriously injured was deeply irritating to her.

　　 "In the room, she refused to talk and did not want to come out." Jiang Qingcheng replied that her figure was taller and her calf was slender and straight, even the bud that was waiting to be laid was bigger.

　　Jiang Yingrong sighed, she never thought that so many things would happen when she came back.

　　 Looking at the sky outside the window, he couldn't help but think of what he would do if he encountered this situation, and he remembered Ouyang Ming's domineering back in his mind.

　　 After thinking for a while, the brain was still messy, and there was no thought.

　　Jiang Qingcheng walked to her side, gently raised her hand, whispered: "Mother, I want to sleep with you tonight."

　　 "They are so big to sleep with me?" Jiang Yingrong scraped her nose.

"I always slept with my mother when I was in Changshou Alley. Why can't I do it now?" she mumbled, and came to the Jiang family. She always felt that she was out of tune. She was not as tall as them, and she didn't do things like their city. She speaks with deep meaning. She is a simple person who doesn't want to guess, so she feels uncomfortable.

　　 And only the mother in front of her is her biggest attachment. ...

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