The middle-aged monk suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and several life-saving halos that appeared on his body completely collapsed. He stared at his bulging eyes, turned his head in disbelief, and took a handful of golden shorts
The sword, which was almost only three inches long, was inserted into his lower back, and traces of bright red blood were leaking out.
Although he suffered a fatal blow, the middle-aged monk was surprised with a sly smile on his face. He grabbed his right hand and found that the small golden dagger had fallen into his hand. The blood on his lower waist
The hole also stopped overflowing.
However, the middle-aged monk still had a trace of fear on his face. If he hadn't been scrupulous about his junior sister just now and added a few life-saving halos around him, now, he might have been killed by the blow of the Little Golden Crow transformed into a life-saving magic weapon.
The little golden dagger was struggling desperately in the hands of the middle-aged monk, but the little golden crow, whose divine power had almost disappeared, turned into a magic weapon of his own, and was just struggling to death.
The smile on the middle-aged monk's face became thicker. Although he was seriously injured, he was able to capture the Little Golden Crow, which possesses the great magical powers of heaven and earth. After some refining, the inner elixir of the divine beast was at his fingertips.
He grabbed hard with his right hand, and a chill appeared on the middle-aged monk's face----
"Woo----"
The small golden dagger in the middle-aged monk's hand let out a helpless cry, shook for a moment, and then stopped.
"Ha ha----"
The middle-aged monk burst out laughing. The little mythical beast he had dreamed of finally fell into his hands. From then on, the whole world stepped under his feet. He seemed to have seen the most worthy of showing off scene: fellow disciples, one by one, trembling with fear.
He knelt down in front of him in shock. Even the master who was once so high and mighty that the entire continent would tremble when he stamped his foot, also retreated to the audience, respectfully bowed to himself, and shouted: Alliance Leader——
With such unparalleled beauty, it's a pity that good luck doesn't last long. A small voice interrupted his thoughts.
The middle-aged monk was shocked and angry. He turned around. If the sneak attack on the Little Golden Crow just now made him extremely surprised, now, when he saw a young and tender hand imprinted on his Dantian, he was furious.
Got it!
How dare a little samurai boy sneak attack him?
"court death----"
The warrior boy in front of him not only interrupted his thoughts, but also dared to sneak attack him. The middle-aged monk spit out an extremely cold anger from his mouth.
But then, a trace of unbelievable fear remained on his face forever——
"puff----"
The middle-aged monk lowered his head and saw a scene that he would never forget: all the extremely yin energy in the Dantian in his body formed a whirlpool, and was all sucked away by a small hand, leaving behind
A large transparent hole was created, which penetrated directly. If one stood in front of him, through this hole, one could see the towering trees lying behind him.
Am I going to die?
The middle-aged monk asked himself. He took one last look at the figure of Oona lying on the ground with his beautiful eyes closed. All the hatred in his heart for his junior sister disappeared at this moment——
Love, hate, hatred, right or wrong?
There is nothing wrong with love. What is wrong with falling in love with someone? No wonder people say: "Love is an angel."
Hate is the biggest mistake. Can you get compensation for hating someone? No wonder people say: "Hate is the devil."
It seems that I was completely wrong. After fighting with my junior sister for a lifetime, they both got nothing and wasted a lot of time. This is what they got in return. When you love someone, do you give the other person happiness or let yourself get it?
Satisfied, now, he finally has a glimmer of understanding----
"Junior sister, we are both wrong. There is nothing wrong with love, but hate! The hatred in this life has made us both losers, and we have lost so completely. Now, senior brother finally understands: when you love someone, you should
I hope the other person can be happy! Senior brother has only fallen in love with two women in his life, but in the end, he was unable to give them happiness, alas-----"
After sighing, the middle-aged monk fell down with an expression of infinite regret.
Tang Jun sat there blankly. The small golden dagger inserted in the middle-aged monk's waist disappeared inexplicably. However, he still felt the changes in his body. On his palm, there was a trace of fiery breath, which was
A terrifying and extremely cold air swallowed him up, and an extremely terrifying mysterious power penetrated the skin from his palm, crawled into his body, and finally stayed in his Dantian.
"well----"
With a long sigh, the beautiful girl lying on the ground, who had been indifferent, finally opened her eyes, revealing a pair of extremely seductive beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, these beautiful eyes were covered with crystal tears.
The last words of her senior brother shocked her. The beautiful girl had a picture of her being entangled with her senior brother for a lifetime before her eyes——
Senior brother is right, they are both losers. What have you gained by living in hatred all your life? What have you lost?
Selfishness leads to greed, which is almost everyone's weakness.
When her senior brother fell in love with someone else, her possessive desire for him became even stronger, which resulted in a series of tragedies. Just now, when she helped her senior brother hunt the mythical beast, she didn't want to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of his strong energy.
He was injured, and finally took the magical beast inner elixir obtained by his senior brother and took it as his own?
It seems that hatred is the product of selfishness! Without selfish desires, where can hatred come from?
The beautiful girl moved and sat up. She had regained a little strength. Looking at her dead senior brother, there was a big hole in her belly. Even she felt a bit of chill. Unexpectedly, she was sending it to the man in front of her.
How could a young man's remaining energy cause such horrific damage? The senior brother's skill has already stood at the top of this continent. Unless the master comes personally, no one can kill him. But now, he died in a
In the hands of a samurai boy, it is really unbelievable.
Fortunately, the senior brother suffered a fatal blow from Little Golden Crow just now, which destroyed his protective power. Otherwise, with her little remaining strength and the young man's insignificant strength, she would not be able to kill him at all. At most, he would be killed.
He was seriously injured again, which gave him some extra time to recover his skills.
As for why the boy's blow just now produced such great power and caused such great damage, she was a little confused.
The beautiful girl, with her heart full of questions, began to take formal notice of the young man in front of her. A pair of beautiful eyes swept over the young man's body.
"The Body of Extreme Yang——"
The beautiful girl's eyes emitted a strange light! Her whole body trembled. Her master was a rare talent that could only be seen in a thousand years. He was the most terrifying force in the world. For hundreds of years, only his senior brother had been born.
This extremely yin body is a gift from God.
Unexpectedly, I could meet a young man with an extremely yang body this time. If I could take him into my sect, it would be a great contribution to the sect. With such an extremely yin and yang body, if she hadn't already reached the third level of martial arts
Three steps and it is impossible to detect it.
The beautiful girl's heart was already surging, but then her beautiful eyes bulged out, as if she had seen a ghost, and she gasped——