After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 660 The Truth of the Path of Exile

Xinglan was keenly aware of this, sheathed her sword moves, and hid in the direction of Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun's eyes were slightly cold, and he clenched the Chongming Sword in his hand, protecting Xinglan behind him.

At some point, Sang Luo also opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the grass.

Not long after, a monk covered in blood crawled out from the grass,
"help me"

Song Qingyun looked at the person in front of him, full of vigilance.

"who are you."

he asked him.

The male cultivator was dying, his voice was weak,
"I am the person who set foot on the road to immortality 1000 years ago and was trapped here for thousands of years."

He looked at Song Qingyun and spoke out with difficulty,

"Help me, I'll tell you the truth here."

Song Qingyun glanced at Sang Luo subconsciously.

Then turned to look at the male cultivator,
"Then you tell me the truth about this place first, and I'm considering whether to save you."

The male cultivator coughed several times, and his breathing became short of breath.

"I"

The next moment, he passed out.

Sang Luo glanced at the male cultivator and smiled softly,
"It's really time to get dizzy."

Song Qingyun looked at Sang Luo,
"Senior sister, what should I do next?"

Sang Luo lowered her eyes and opened her mouth lightly,
"Don't mind him."

They have been here for thousands of years, it is impossible to die in front of them by such a coincidence.

Song Qingyun listened and nodded.

Sang Luo looked up at the pitch-black sky, where a few stars flickered on and off.

After another hour or so, Zhang Jianting opened his eyes.

He watched the male cultivator tilt his head slightly,
"Yo, what's going on here."

Song Qingyun poked it twice with a stick,

"It is said that he walked on this road 1000 years ago, and he is about to die. Knowing the truth here, he wants us to save him."

Zhang Jianting clicked his tongue when he heard this,
"Can live from this place for more than a hundred years, this buddy is also ruthless."

As he spoke, he lifted the long sword in his hand and wanted to chop at his arm,
"Since it's about to die, it's useless to keep it. I'll cut it off for him."

The edge of the sword was sharp, and there was a slight chill, but the moment it was about to fall, the man suddenly woke up, and then turned around and ran all the way,

"Fuck, are you a fucking human?"

Zhang Jianting raised his eyelids and said coolly,
"Of course I'm a human being. As for you, it's hard to say whether you are a human being or not."

He cultivates the way of nature and perceives the natural breath of heaven and earth, so he can naturally see what he is.

The male cultivator's face changed slightly when he heard this, but at the same time, Sang Luo raised his hand and swept away the flames, the long sword swept across, and the man appeared from the open space, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The long wind blew, and the girl's light blue clothes were gently lifted.

Sang Luo looked at the male cultivator who was forced out of the ground by himself, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips,

"Yo, very cautious."

Puppetry monks seek help from other monks by controlling puppets, and then find opportunities to fight back and steal the elixir and luck.

Good calculation.

Perhaps the combination of these few of them is too peculiar, a rookie who has just entered the fairyland, a person who has transformed into a god, and two really young fairyland, it seems that they have no offensive power, so they To be watched.

Nanxiu didn't expect that all the storms and waves had passed, and he capsized in this small gutter, with a face of resignation, he raised his eyes to look at Sang Luo,
"I didn't lie to you, I was indeed trapped here for more than a thousand years."

Sang Luo tilted her head,

"and then?"

The male cultivator gritted his teeth,

"You save me first. If you save me, I'll tell you."

(End of this chapter)