Thunder Martial

"The elders look for me, what is it?"

"I don't know, let you go to him." Su Mengyao shook his head.

Zi Yan nodded and said with concern: "Your injury has recovered?"

"I have already recovered." Lin Xue smiled and revealed two ridiculous small dimples, just like Yulian blooms, beautiful and refined.

"You have to go quickly." Su Mengyao is also a smile, see each other again, the two sides are less alienated, get along more harmoniously, unlike before, with the identity and strength of the world, there is always a kind of inexplicable barrier.

"Where to go?"

Su Mengyao shook his head and said: "I don't know, Grandpa said you can find it."

The same mountain Qiu, the same lake, an old man carrying a wine gourd, is drinking and fishing, and the purple scorpion walks gently, for fear of disturbing each other.

"You are here." The elders did not return to the head.

"Zi Zi has seen the elders." Zi Yan respectfully bowed.

"Okay, put away your set." The elders waved their hands.

The lake is crystal clear, the fish in the water swim around the hooks, surrounded by green grass, flourishing grass, blooming flowers, aromas, like a paradise, purple scorpion, sitting next to the elders.

"Haha, it’s hooked up." The elders suddenly laughed and slammed the fish, and a big fish was finally hooked.

"Come on, eat it, it's very fresh."

The fish was removed from the hook, and the elders on the head told Zi Zi to help.

This is a big fish of more than two catties. The cicada is skillful to open the belly and go to the scales. After a while, the bonfire rises and the fish smells tangy.

"Elders, Meng Yao said that you are looking for me in a hurry?" There was an hour when they came. The two actually said some nonsense. Now the grilled fish is finished, and the old man has not said anything right.

"What do you think of Meng Yao?" The old man suddenly looked at the purple, and did not answer.

"What is it?"

"Is how you feel about her?"

"Very good." Zi Yan said: "People are beautiful, very kind and upright, and high in talent. It is simply a perfect goddess without flaws, and accidentally landed in the world."

Zi Yan rated Su Mengyao very high.

"Hey!" The elders suddenly sighed and said: "But she is a bitter person. She has never had a parent since she was a child. She was so lonely, she was dragged by my old man, and she did not enjoy the care of her parents. It seems to be worry-free. No worries, in fact, she is not happy at all."

The old man is Su Mengyao's grandfather. Su Mengyao's parents are his son and daughter-in-law. It is a white-haired person who sends black hair. At this moment, the tone is very bleak.

The purple cicada did not speak, listening quietly.

The elders of the elders have been talking about it for a long time. Until the end, they sighed low. "Oh, it’s really old, and I’ve always remembered the past."

"This time I called you, I want to ask you something." The old man is very solemn.

"Please, please?" Zi Yan stunned, full of doubts, "I am just a little true atmosphere, what can I help me?"

"I see it, Yao Er is very good to you. She already guessed that the elders have to deal with you. For you, she came directly to me, so I can save you in time. You know, this is how she grew up. I asked for the first time." The elders sighed: "So I want to ask you, take care of Yao, don't let her hurt."

"This...!" He was a fool, he was not a fool. He heard another meaning from the tone of the elders in the elders.

The tone of the elders is the meaning of forgiveness.

"you are not willing?"

"No." Zi Yan shook his head and said: "It’s just the real atmosphere in my district. There is no strength to make her carefree. If I come to an innate, I will kill me. It’s the elders, strong, and the first of the spirit Wuzong. People, who are you, who dares to be unfavorable to Mengyao?"

Said the purple cicada also looked at the old man carefully.

"You don't underestimate yourself. Lingwuzong has been established for so many years. You are the only person I can't see through, so you are not a mediocrity. It is a rare genius. You can break through several realms in a year. Facts Prove that you are not a mediocrity, a genius. And your character is very good, although sometimes indecisive, some women's benevolence, but in the face of big and big, but never hesitate."

"I have been observing you and knowing your character very well, so you can't be wrong when you choose. Of course, this is only one point, and the most important point is that Yaoer has a good impression on you. You like her, this is enough. "Taiwanese elders."

"But...!" Zi Yan was hesitant and didn't know how to answer.

"You are worried about Cher's gimmick, you can rest assured, she will promise." The elders smiled mysteriously.

"You don't have to give me a reply right away. Go back and think about it, don't worry."

Zi Yan nodded and was ready to leave.

"Wait." The elders suddenly said: "I see you understand the Thunder, this thing is what I accidentally got, maybe useful to you, just a cruel article, I don't know if you have this blessing. ”

The old man took a look from his arms and took out a crumpled book. The books were very old and there were traces of insects on it. It proved that after a long period of time, the paper seemed to fall apart at any time. When the old man handed in, there was already one. The article fell and was caught by the sable.

Because of the vigorousness, one piece has become a broken piece in an instant.

This is a tattered, no use at all, Zi Yan doubts whether this can be seen, but it is such a thing, the old man seems very dignified, when he handed it, Zi Yan also saw tears flashing in the other's eyes It seems that this ruin has evoked his endless memories.

Zi Yan did not dare to neglect, carefully took over, under the insects, barely understood the above words.

Thunder and lightning are gone!

This is a relatively old handwriting. Ziyan has the privilege to study it. It is a fate to recognize each other among many insect eyes.

"This is a very fast pace. The legend is applied to the extreme. It is the speed of the heavens and the earth, but no one has practiced it. Now it is more incomplete, almost rotted, and now you are trying your luck." The old man trembled, the emotion at the moment Very unstable, there is endless grief in my eyes.

"Okay, thank you to the elders." Zi Yan carefully took away the ancient books, and then bowed to the old man's respectful, grateful.

"Go."

The old man waved his hand and the purple scorpion left.

By the clear lake, an old man holding a wine gourd, a man drinking a boring wine, and his thoughts flying, seems to have been more than a decade ago.

For a few useless things, they fought their lives, and they did not hesitate to offend the Wuzong people. In an earth-shattering battle, they died their sons, died, and died, and they lost their brothers’ robes, but they exchanged a pile of useless waste.

He regrets, he said, he has been married for decades!

Zi Yan returned to the sect, as a core disciple, he naturally would not live in the inner disciple's place of residence, when he passed the outer door, he saw Wu Sheng.

Covering his two elders, he was imprisoned in the penalty hall. He went from heaven to **** and was greatly stimulated. The whole person almost collapsed, and there were also fallen bones from the inner disciples.

He used to be a high-ranking disciple. When everyone saw him, he would call him a brother. Everyone regarded him as a mountain, and he worshipped him infinitely. He expressed all respect and humbleness to him. But today, he fell from the mountains, the people who once admired him, the people who complimented him, the ones who showed him the most humble smile, today will say ten times as much as the extremely vicious and ironic words.

This is human nature.

When Zi Yan arrived, the disciples who were cold-spoken words nodded and called a good-looking brother, and everyone showed a respectful and humble smile.

"Don't call my brother, maybe one day, I will be like him." Zi Yan's expression was dull, and after a glimpse of Wu Sheng, he left.

"Oh, it’s all you, the evil sable brother is not happy with us."

"It's your talented guy who grabbed the quota of the Zixiao brother."

The anger of the people did not dare to scatter to the purple scorpion. Instead, they were transferred to Wu Sheng’s body. Poorly, the boy who was so angry and stunned a year ago could not bear this blow and completely collapsed.

But as long as the two elders did not fall completely, he would have to endure a sigh of relief. For these people, for the sable, he was humiliated today, and he would come back thousands of times.

"As long as the lord returns, everything will be better." This is the only belief that Wu Shengxin insists.

Under the leadership of a special person, Zi Yan went to his room. This is a two-story loft with complete facilities. In addition to various furniture, there are some jade articles in the room. The room is warm and even the aura is rich.

The person who specializes in serving the sables sent a menu. Many of the dishes were made with elixir, and they also sent a list of warfare techniques and medicinal herbs. Everything is free, but there are restrictions, for fear that the core disciples will not be chewed.

On the last page, Zi Yan also saw the congenital Dan that Xu Yan and others had dreamed of before.

"The treatment of this core disciple ~www.ltnovel.com~ really different." Zi Yan was amazed, but did not choose anything, the way of cultivation, a piece of relaxation is the king, before the purple scorpion desperately cultivated, the strength broke and broken now It is also time to relax.

If the string is too tight for too long, it will break.

I ordered two dishes. After eating, the purple scorpion took out the thunder and died, and studied it.

The ancient characters in the middle are difficult to understand, and some places have been wormed. The purple scorpion only recognizes each other by guessing. On the first day, the sable has nothing to gain, and the total number of ancient characters recognized is less than one hundred.

This is a far cry from the death of a few thousand words of lightning.

In the following time, Ziyan studied the thunder and lightning, while searching for a book of ancient books, identifying the handwriting in it, and adding his own guess, to restore the real thunder and lightning to a very slow speed, which is called the world speed. Footwork.

In a blink of an eye, after seven days, Zi Yan recognized a thousand words. In the lightning space, the lightning boy has not appeared for a long time. Obviously, he has not realized this speedy footwork.

On the eighth day, the war Wuzong came to discuss when to send out the lost gambling money, the elders are not here, the three elders who can manage things here, but can not do the Lord, only one drag.

On the ninth day, Zi Yan finally found an ancient book with many words. Although it was difficult to understand, there were some annotations. So on this day, Zi Yan recognized a thousand words.

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