"Oh, you sold me the cabbage for the things you bought from me for white powder?"
"Xiang Quan, my lying son's life path has been full of pits since I met you, and Bundy's band-aids can't make up for the trauma in my heart" "Xiang Que, can you take me to a prostitute unscrupulously in a hurry?"
"Lao Xiang, you give me a hexagram······ Can we still be brothers in the next life?
” "Old Xiang······ Old ······" Cao Qingdao is dead, no one is inking himself, no one is thinking about him in pieces, with the moment he closed his eyes, Xiang Que's mind was like turning a page, constantly recalling all the past of the two from the moment they met to the moment he died.
This Maoshan disciple who is not very high, often chatters in pieces, and is stingy, is a person who has accompanied Xiang in his life since he left Zhongnanshan.
It can be said that if there is no Cao Qingdao, the road to the lack after going down the mountain may be completely different.
After more than half a year of communication, Xiang Que never said to Cao Qingdao that you are my brother, a friend of life and death, but he didn't say that, but he had to do it the same way.
"If you don't agree with each other, you will stab the sword" Zhang Shoucheng looked at Cao Qingdao, who was clinging to the hilt of the sword and his eyes were closed, and said: "Fuck, this is definitely a good seedling of the party, it is too early to be reincarnated, and you can use the textbooks of primary school students decades ago."
Su Ho scolded Zhang Shoucheng angrily: "Shut up for me, it's really insulting for the Heavenly Master to have such a miscellaneous person like you."
Zhang Shoucheng said lightly: "Before scolding me, you have to bring Maoshan with you, I am the main culprit, can Maoshan get rid of the charge of accomplices?"
” "I, I didn't want to force him to die" Zhao Lijun was a little wooden, he didn't expect Cao Qingdao to take his own life to get through today's scene without warning.
Is Cao Qingdao's death really without any warning?
Xiang Que and Su He noticed Cao Qingdao's loveless eyes at the same time, and only Zhao Lijun was always thinking about him as a bargaining chip, and didn't notice that this little disciple of Maoshan who had regarded him as the most respected person since he was a child, his heart had been completely dried up.
Xiang Que was stunned, and he was stupid, because even if Cao Qingdao died two minutes late, maybe it was just an instant, and he planned to hand over the sealed Heavenly Dao Qi Luck on his body.
Luck is an auxiliary means for Xiang Qian, but Cao Qingdao only knows this one, and there is only such one.
But just opened his mouth for a while, and Cao Qingdao stabbed himself to death.
It's a little bit close, the people are gone!
It's unbelievable.
In front of Cao Qingdao, a faint black shadow gradually appeared, the shadow was very faint and blurry, but it was gradually taking shape.
That was the soul of Cao Qingdao after his death.
"Huh" Suddenly, a pitch-black and gloomy cave suddenly appeared behind Cao Qingdao's soul, and the yin wind in the cave mouth was gusting with yin qi.
Without warning, Cao Qingdao's soul suddenly seemed to be dragged by a great force, and his soul was directly attracted to the dark and gloomy cave before it could take shape, and then the cave was closed again without warning.
"What's going on?
How could there be an aura from the Netherworld in that cave," Zhang Shoucheng asked blankly.
Zhao Lijun frowned and said: "He has the identity of the Yin Division, and after the death of the Yin Division, he will be directly recalled by the underworld, and then sent to the six realms of reincarnation to prevent the soul from accidentally leaking the underworld when entering the underworld to go to reincarnation to, but Yin Si is directly drunk Meng Po soup and crossed the Nai He Bridge into reincarnation."
Soho sighed and said, "People die like lights go out, and the Qing Dao is completely dispersed between heaven and earth."
"Hoo ······" Suddenly, the people present felt that the aura of heaven and earth in the forest began to rotate wildly, and the qi of all those with cultivation was slightly disturbed.
Xiang Que's hair suddenly stood up, his eyes were densely covered with red and terrifying bloodshots, his clothes instantly seemed to be blown by a strong wind, hunting sounded, and the bones all over his body were like fried beans, crackling non-stop.
"Howling ······" Xiang Que let out a howl from his painful back, bit the tip of his index finger, and took out a piece of rune paper from the bag with his left hand and printed his index finger with a "snap".
"The blue lotus god is born forever, and Lingbao Tianzun comforts the disciples" "Taiqing Moral Heavenly Respect, the left and the right must not be surprised" "Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun, each position is ready to guard the altar court" Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the spell: "Tai Shang's life, search for evil spirits, protect the Dharma God King, and defend the chanting······ The disciple greeted the lack and greeted him······ Haste as a law" "Whoosh ·····" The rune paper in Xiang Que's hand suddenly rose into the air, and then directly burst out of a ball of firelight and disappeared in an instant.
The ancient well view of Zhongnan Mountain.
The old man who had fallen asleep under the old locust tree in the view was suddenly awakened in his sleep, looked into the distance and said, "God fights?
This bunny just drove himself crazy, what the fuck are you doing?"
Lao Dao seemed to have the heart to get up and was about to pinch his fingers, but after thinking about it, he fell down again: "He can't bear me, forget it······ I can't just come alone, so let's change someone else and toss."
In Beijing, in a suite in the Chang'an Club, the bed was empty, but on the carpet under the bed sat a man with his eyes closed.
The man was about thirty, his hair scattered on the back of his head was tied up by a leather band at random, and he was wearing only a simple white cloth robe.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man who seemed to be meditating suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, walked to the balcony and looked northwest, frowned and said, "This kid ······ Got into a big disaster?
Those two old and disrespectful old guys know that they will eat and wait for death, and if you don't protect them, then I will protect the calves."
The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes again, stood still, and the whole person seemed to turn into a statue in an instant, silent.
"Poof······ Xiang Que suddenly spurted out a mouthful of thick blood, and in an instant, everyone felt an extremely jealous aura from his body.
"God please?"
Zhao Lijun pulled out the peach wood sword behind him, and said cautiously: "Xiang Que forcibly improved his cultivation with blood sacrifices, and he didn't know which of his ancestors he had summoned when he cast a divine beat, and his cultivation was about to skyrocket."
Xiang Que suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness gradually turned from Qingming to confusion.
"Big ····· Big brother is here?
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