The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 783 Black and White Young Siming

Within South Korea.

Outside Xinzheng City.

In a forest at least thirty miles away.

Three figures were fighting at an even pace.

However, if you look carefully, it is obvious that the purple figure has suppressed the other two figures, because the other two figures have been working together to fight the enemy. Even if one vs. two is evenly matched, the purple figure has actually won.

Moreover, the longer the war lasts, the more advantageous the young people will be.

Not to mention that these three are currently young Siming of the Yin Yang Family's Mu Department.

The Yin Yang family is a very extreme sect among hundreds of schools of thought. There are endless masters in the sect. It is an outstanding sect that can be called Confucianism, Legalism, and military strategists. However, just like the concepts they uphold, there are Yin and Yang. There is Yang, and if you want to gain something, you must lose something. The harmony of Yin and Yang is not the concept of Yin Yang, but the concept of Taoism. Taoism pays attention to moderation and nature, coexisting with heaven and earth, while Yin and Yang emphasizes extremes and extremes, and emphasizes that human beings have nothing to do with each other. A perfect person, since this is the case, does not want to repair, magnify his shortcomings, and strengthen his advantages like a sword. As long as the advantages are always stronger than the shortcomings, it is a bright road.

It’s hard to say whether it’s a bright road or not.

Anyway, in the eyes of all schools of thought.

The Yin Yang family is mysterious and dangerous.

In a word: I can’t play with everyone, and I don’t look like a good person!

Therefore, the upper echelons of the Yin Yang family all have shortcomings.

Concubine Yan is straightforward and dares to love and hate, which is in line with her "Japanese" title.

The Moon God has an indifferent temperament and is taciturn, barely worthy of the title of "Moon".

Not to mention Xinghun, Xiangjun and so on.

Let’s just talk about Mube’s Shao Siming.

In Taoism, wood is one of the representatives of longevity. Perhaps in Taoism, people who practice wood-attributed exercises do not have strong combat abilities, such as Dead Tree Rejuvenation Kung Fu, Changchun Kung Fu, Mu Yuan Jue and even the magical technique of moving flowers and trees. As long as they are related to wood, They live quite a long time.

Not surprisingly, he died more than twenty years later than his peers.

And when this "wood" is in the hands of the Yin Yang family... it becomes a magic trick to absorb life force and realize the potential in advance. Even if I explain it according to the Yin Yang family's philosophy, as long as I break through to the next realm before I die, then I don't have to die. Moreover, I can grow faster than you, step by step, step by step. You may be innate at the age of twenty, but I may be a master at the age of twenty, but regardless of the evil ideas of the Yin Yang family Is it correct or not? Everyone in the Yin Yang family knows that the young master of Mube is short-lived.

Moreover, many scholars who have dealt with the Yin and Yang family also know this.

After another battle with the ultimate move "Manye Feihua Liu", the three figures finally separated briefly. The purple-haired young man wearing a white veil, purple stockings and a pair of long legs set off the increasingly slender figure. Siming was standing on the top of a pine tree, and opposite her were two girls wrapped in white stockings and black stockings. Coincidentally, their dresses were also white and black. Their appearance was almost the same, and they were supporting each other. The red lips are stained with blood.

All three are stunningly beautiful.

However, the most beautiful thing is the purple-haired young man named Siming.

Wearing a mark with a cherry blossom pattern on his head.

A thick white veil covered the lower half of her face.

Only those crystal clear eyes were exposed.

It's like he can talk.

Even if it's just like.

Because she never speaks.

In the legend, Shao Siming, who was supposed to be in charge of love and fertility, was doomed to die young for generations. I don’t know whether it was the Yin Yang family’s bad taste or a deliberate trick of fate. It was really an inexplicable irony.

Although the remaining two black-and-white young Simings are not as good-looking as the purple-haired young Siming, if we take flawless perfection as a perfect score of 100, we would give the purple-haired young Siming ninety-seven to nine points. An evaluation of 18 points, then, the evaluation given to these two black and white young men can fluctuate between 90 and 95 points. The more detailed scores depend on personal taste.

Just like Yan Lingji.

People who like her can give her a rating of ninety-eight points.

People who don't like her may only give ninety-five points.

The reason why the purple-haired young Siming's appearance fluctuates so slightly, only one point, is more because of her ethereal and pure temperament.

Even men who like the seductive witch type the most.

And he will definitely not reject a pure elf.

This is human nature.

Although what this "pure elf" was doing at the moment was not something pure, but something dirty that had to be stained with blood.

"Let us go!"

Among them, the girl in a white dress begged.

Feeling the little vitality in his body. In his tone of helpless struggle, there was a hint of retreat: "Shao Si Ming is of the lineage, and everything he has cultivated and learned is to exchange soul for breath. In the end, the soul will fly away. We don't have much time left to live." No, the lifespan is only a flickering candlelight within five years. The flow of thousands of leaves and flowers has greatly damaged your life and mine. Do you have to waste your own few lifespan and kill the two of us? How many days can you live, senior?"

The purple-haired young Siming said nothing.

Like a mute girl.

Even those crystal clear eyes showed no emotion.

"Okay, sister, stop talking."

Siming, a young man in black skirt, patted his sister on the shoulder.

The breath is weak and the face is pale.

His eyes were dim and his tone was bitter: "When we took action, we didn't believe her words either. Now that we have stepped into her future, it can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect. We will not be able to blame others..."

Siming, the young man in white skirt, was startled at first.

Immediately, there was a hint of realization in his wry smile.

Yes.

Many years ago, when they first became young commanders.

Like this purple-haired little girl.

Self-righteously hunting down their seniors.

That is, the last Shao Siming who retired.

Quan is afraid of young people. At that time, the previous Shao Siming, who was already desperate, said similar words to the sisters as she just said, wanting to survive, and tried to give them some advice, but they were ignored by them. , because losers are not worthy of preaching.

Although later, they gradually understood the begging advice of the senior before his death, but since everyone was dead, they could not go back to the past to stop themselves, so they could only continue to carry out the mission with a sense of luck, but I began to deliberately save my life force.

Unexpectedly, to this day.

The two of them actually became the losers of the preaching.

The boomerang thrown years ago finally hit me at this moment.

What else is there to say?

What else would you like to say?

"Sister... maybe we can't leave."

After calming down.

Siming, a young man in white skirt, tried to straighten his body.

Two wisps of air snaked out from between his nose.

Suppressing the more unstable aura, calming the increasingly unbalanced body, the aura that had just been weak enough to slip to the first-class level jumped two levels in a row, from the first-class to the innate, and then from the innate to the realm of the master, even if it was only for a moment of heyday, He also took a risk-taking attitude.

Siming, the young man in black skirt, also understood his sister's thoughts.

Sisters are connected, no need to say more.

His aura also jumped two levels from first-class to master.

This is Gao Wu.

The grandmaster threw it away as if he didn't want the money.

It is placed in the Five Jue period of Jianghu in the Southern Song Dynasty.

In the entire world, only Wang Chongyang has reached the threshold of being a master.

He is a half-step master.

"Then we won't leave!"

"Let's teach her a lesson!"

The young Siming in the black dress was rather irritable, especially when luck would cost him his life. He said viciously: "Together, we only have about ten years to live. In ten years, she would be considered a gain. Anyway, she loses." Death, when a person dies, all the years of life left behind will be in vain... If I had known better, I should not have believed in that inhuman thing of the moon god. Half a month ago, we could have at least twenty years of life, so It is the Myriad Flowers that consumes the most, but it can also stretch its power to the limit that we can bear, instead of being like now, which can only exert less than 60% of its power, and we are not even sure of exchanging lives for injuries!"

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