Urban Hardened All-area System

Shangguan Wan'er didn't have her brush this time, but there were countless Yin Jia words emerging from her body one by one and appeared around her.

Each of the Yin Jia characters was shining with gray light.

Around Shangguan Wan'er, he began to keep turning.

In the night created by Yehong, it is like stars shining.

Bathing in the sea of words, Shangguan Wan'er looks like a god of Wen Dao.

Every movement is full of noble spirit.

"Sun, moon, star, Chen, flower, bird, insect, fish..."

countless Yin Jiawen arranged in a certain order, like a brocade embroidery chapter depicting the natural state of heaven and earth.

In the gorgeous words, there is a force that Yehong has never seen before.

This power is invisible and immaterial, but connects heaven and earth.

Originally by night Hong's night word covers the Kyoto sky, actually is slowly exposed a bright moon, tore open that layer of night.

People in Kyoto have been numbed by the endless sky visions tonight.

Now they wouldn't be surprised to see a meteorite fall from the sky.

Those who should go to bed should go to sleep, and they should continue to watch the excitement, which is completely unaffected.

Among the Ximen family, the Shangguan family and the son clan, who were full of despair, were watching the court with excitement as if they were revived in an instant.

Ye Hong looks at Shangguan Wan'er, frowning.

After all, he has been fighting for many times in a row, and the breath in his body can't keep up with it.

Although he suppressed Shangguan Wan'er just now, it took a lot of energy and breath to write a word about the victory and defeat of the night.

What Yehong didn't expect was that Shangguan Wan'er still had a second hand!

It is true that none of the strong men who can survive the two dark periods of chaos and robbery are dry food.

In the face of this mysterious and unknown power, ye Hongyi does not know how to deal with it.

So he chose to wait and see for a while.

In the sight, Shangguan Wan'er's breath became more and more intense and ethereal, as if to hold her in the air.

She put her hand in front of the elixir field, and the footprints were condensed in the void.

At the same time, the mouth is also reciting the ancient sound of Taoism.

"To be wise is to be ignorant; to advance is to retreat; to be a barbarian is to...

eh?

Night Hong eyebrows immediately pick.

This familiar beginning...

is not the content of the Tao Te Ching?!

Isn't it the Yin Jia characters recorded in the stone tablets left by huaiyonglu?

"The highest virtue is like the valley, the great white is like disgrace, and the broad virtue is not enough.

If you steal your virtue, if you are honest with your quality... "

Just when Yehong was full of doubts, Shangguan Wan'er's ancient sound suddenly stopped and suddenly coughed up a stream of blood in his mouth.

"Generous... Generous without... Cough, cough, cough...!"

Even if she tried her best, she couldn't read the article any more.

As if there was a pair of invisible hands, strangling her throat.

"Cough..."

Shangguan Wan'er kept coughing, and his expression was rapidly depressed again.

The glowing words, as if negotiated, disappeared in her body.

The breath of the sky, also disappeared.

"The law of heaven is incomplete, and human resources can't be supplemented..."

she looked up at the sky and gave a silent smile: "poor me all my life, better than heaven and no son..."

"Putong --"

Shangguan Wan'er's knees were soft, kneeling first and then falling down, and then the whole person was lying on the cold floor.