Beseech The Devil

“……A total of 379 tribesmen will participate in the opening of the ancestral temple. After the ancestors of Heritage, the blood of Morning Dao will be volatilized, and your cultivation will increase again.

    Returning at a speed! ”The old voice echoed, but not everyone heard it. Only Su Ming, only Xu Hui, was clearly heard at this moment because of the soul.

    Su Ming both eyes, from star Saint Robe voice of the morning Dao, Su Ming before the evil eye to see, it is generally seen, that immortal Clan and morning Dao Sect the break su Ming because do not know the specific, so see no clue, can't find cause and effect, also can't imagine immortal Clan how can with morning Dao Sect confrontation, but since this war, then presumably immortal Clan still have so A sort of confrontation of certainty.

    Xu Hui also changed her look, because when she heard the old words from Su Ming Star Saint Robe, she suddenly had a phoenix cry in her soul.

    This sound echoes its heart, and it is transformed into a force that can avoid the traction with Su Ming's soul, forming a layer of light barrier. This phoenix cry has only one she can hear. sound.

    "Hui'er ……This is the first time for the teacher to voice you in this way, don't panic, don't show flaws…"

    This is the sound from her Sect, Phoenix Sect, and looking at the barrier that avoids the traction of Su Ming, this barrier can prevent Su Ming from hearing the current Phoenix Sect message.

    This is the power that Xu Hui never knew before, nor did she know that her Sect has the ability to create such a barrier!

    This barrier like a crack in the dam, even with Xu Hui clever, she can imagine, so-called Phoenix Sect and morning Dao Sect Marriage agreement and seal, now it seems, is not a solid cannot tear, this seal, can be shielded, then nature is stored In a great flaw, but on weekdays this flaw is hidden deep, only in the most critical time, will be found, and then Bang Unseal India, let Phoenix Sect out of morning Dao Sect.

    "Dao Kong is around you, don't let him see the clue…When I sent you to Morning Dao Sect as Dao Companion of Dao Kong, it was very uncomfortable for the teacher, but I had to do it.

    I can only fight for an agreement for you, now…This convention is no longer important. My Phoenix Sect decided to break with Morning Dao Sect and all seals will be opened. From then on…You are free, Phoenix Sect is free!

    But you have to kill Dao Kong, your Culture is far more than him, find a chance, kill this, and quickly return to Morning Dao True World…

    Remember, Dao Kong is very important to Morning Dao Sect. This important level has not been discovered before, but in the past few years, Morning Dao Sect sent Dao Kong to Divine Essence Wasteland, which seems to contain some kind of meaning. Especially, I recently learned that when I ordered Dao Kong to be sent to Divine Essence, it was…Sleeping Morning Dao Tribulation Lord!

    Your mission is to kill Dao Kong, I will help you unseal after his death. ”Xu Hui complexion was pale, and now I heard the sound of the soul, the body stunned, the complexion was paler, looking at Su Ming.

    Su Ming is now bohemous eyes, and there is a flash of fineness in it. Like Xu Hui, in his mind, he is echoing only the sound he can hear.

    This sound was also made into a barrier, which prevented Xu Hui from hearing.

    "Kong'er, don't worry, the voice of your Star Saint Robe was heard by Xu Hui who followed you to the Abyssal Wasteland.

    This woman's Sect has a rebellious heart, and ridiculously thinks that my Morning Dao Sect doesn't know.

    If you are careful, you can decide whether to kill this woman. There is a treasure for the Phoenix Sect in the Nine. If you want to be safe, if you have a double heart, kill it directly.

    With your heart, the old man rest assured your choice, remember, Kong'er, don't come back for a short time. ”

    The voice gradually dissipated, and Su Ming looked at Xu Hui and met Xu Hui's gaze.

    "My Sect makes me…kill you. ”Xu Hui Silence for a moment, softly to open mouth.

    "They chose to break with Morning Dao Sect. This change of Morning Dao is not only about Immortal Clan, but also Phoenix Sect, presumably…There are other forces as well. ”Xu Hui licked his eyebrows, and his look was awkward in paleness.

    "You still hurt, rest."Su Ming faint to open mouth, sitting on the rock, did not continue this topic.

    Xu Hui Silence for a moment, watching Su Ming.

    "Are you going back?"

    "It's not yet time to go back."Su Ming shook his head.

“……When will you leave? ”Xu Hui closed his eyes, and when he opened half a mile, he was decisive in his look.

    "With your injury, you can recover more than half a month. At that time, I will leave."Su Ming looked at the sky in the distance and whispered back.

    "me and you togather!"Xu Hui said calmly.

    Su Ming was silent. After a moment, she turned and looked at Xu Hui. After a long time, she nodded.

    Xu Hui smiled and turned back to the house.

……

    As if forgetting the battle that is happening in Morning Dao True World, Su Ming is quietly living on the peak of the Ninth Tribe. Looking at the sunrise and sunset, there is always a wine around, always accompanied by Xu Hui.

    This kind of life, like a water, a life, a dream, from the morning to the evening, from the drum to the morning bell.

    The two did not talk about Morning Dao anymore, and no one wanted to mention it. Half a month later, it slowly passed.

    Although there is no flowering and thanking, but the moon is missing, the half-month time is also a wave of the ball, can not say how many prosperous Jinse gradually drift away, but also can not talk about the stars have been eclipsed, but …In the past two months, Su Ming has forgotten the troubles and forgot the sorrow, such as returning to the dust.

    Xu Hui's smile has been a lot more in this half-month. It can be seen that, like Su Ming, the happiness in this half-month seems to be comparable to the first half of her life.

    However, Fanghua is not always there, happy time is always short, and the beautiful music tune is destined from the moment of talking, it will end at a certain time.

    On this day, Ninth Tribe's sky, the pattering of rain, this is the first time Su Ming saw the rain here, he did not want to use Evil Eye to see how the rain appeared, afraid to see too much, lost The meaning of rain.

    When the rain falls, the earth picks up the dust and fog. If you look carefully, it will be like a wave. There is a feeling of mist around the clouds. After watching it, if you have the heart, you can look at it quietly and reluctant to take it back. look.

    As if in this rain, inadvertently, the world's wind knife and frost sword has been turned into a long and secluded lyrics, and the wind in the distance, it seems that some people are blowing distortions and stunned the rain.

    Su Ming looked and watched.

    "Xu Hui."He turned his head and looked at the dressing in the house, his long hair shawl, and his body had a gentle charm, and he burst into a beautiful flower-like woman.

    She overs and looked at Su Ming.

    "Sit here, I will draw a picture for you."Su Ming is faint to open mouth.

    Xu Hui smiled a little, put the line down, and did not earn Bag of holding. He came to Su Ming's, found a piece of rock and sat there.

    Behind her is the raindrops and the sly earth, her hair, the choked wind that passes through, and the scattered blue silk that she can see but can't see.

    "You will paint?"Xu Hui blinked.

    "I have painted before."Su Ming to open mouth, a shot of Bag of holding, immediately appeared in his hand a drawing board, this board is not the Barbarian Clan that year, but Su Ming at Black Planet, occasionally saw.

    "Oh ?" How is the painting? ”Xu Hui smiled and looked down at the clothes and straightened some of the folds.

    "I don't paint well for a few people, but if you have too many words, you will always paint better. Your expression will not change, it will affect my painting."Su Ming saw Xu Hui look stiff and frown to open mouth.

    "Su Ming, you are too much!"Xu Hui stood up fiercely and looked angry.

    "Where am I going to be much more, if you don't explain it to me today, I can't finish Xu Hui and you!"

    "What do you want me to say?"Su Ming is expressionless.

    "You…you……"Xu Hui breathes deeply , suddenly turned to the mountain Ninth Tribe tribesmen, and a voice came out.

    "The Jiu Mosha, your Senior Brother wants to drink, and bring the wine of your tribe to the altar."

    Jiu Mosha at the foot of the mountain was meditating. After hearing this sentence, his appearance did not change at all. As a result, he always heard it for half a month. He also knows that this is often the case, and the Senior Brother must be there. Will retreat, there is no need to carry the wine up.

    "There is nothing wrong with you…"Su Ming smiled bitterly.

    Xu Hui glanced at Su Ming, and then he sat down again, got the clothes on, and smiled at Su Ming.

    "There are no eight."Su Ming picks up the artboard and opens the mouth again.

    Seeing Xu Hui's look changed again, Su Ming raised his right hand, and his finger clicked on the rain on the side of the mountain rock, like a sticky ink, painted on the drawing board.

    A piece of paper is clear, like a calm heart.

    A splash of ink, like the beauty of the remaining in the eyes, with Su Ming's hand, gradually rendered the color as the world is separated, but the paper, can no longer return to the original, can not return to the original, but more than ever beauty of.

    There are gains and losses, and life is like this.

    Like that sentence, if life is only as first as seen, but sometimes, the beauty of the first sight is not as good as the peace after the precipitation of the years, such as this paper, there is no blank space to draw, the color after painting, which beauty?

    Only by painting people, I know.

    Only those who have experienced it can understand it…

    Su Ming is painting, there is rain in the painting, there is an earth, there is sky, and there is a figure of a woman. Those beautiful past Wushan are still faint, but in the changing circumstances, it is like a dusty river. Can not waver, do not doodle paper.

    The wind outside the mountain is full of sleeves. Before the rain, there is a splendid person, no brows, no heart, this is Heart Transformation –

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