Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight engraved on Yan Lu's thigh
Ji Yuan picked up the little guy with one hand, and picked up the long life lock hanging on his neck with his other hand.
I saw the front of the long -lived lock, with four words engraved with Wei Guo's text, which is [Ping An Long Life], and on its back, there are three figures carved.
The figures are two big and one small, and the two are one man and one woman.
The overall level is not very clear. There is only one rough outline. It is very vague, making it difficult for people to distinguish who the two adults are.
It seems to be intentional and unwilling to let others know its true identity.
"Since you hang a long -life lock for the little guy, I hope to identify it in the future, and the master will leave him a mark."
家 姒 姒 Hold up the little guy with one hand and opened the 襁褓 on his body.
"Come, fiber, you open his legs."
Wei Xianxian heard Master's words, and some was unknown, but he obeyed, stretched out his hands, and carefully opened his son's delicate legs.
A small bean diced is also tilted.
"Master, what do you want to do to Ping An?"
"Leave a mark." 竖 Yuan raised his right index finger, and the invisible power sprayed out from the fingertips.
"Well ...!"
He shaken lightly with his fingers, quickly on the inside of the left thigh of the little guy, split blood, and wrote a stick "positive".
at the same time.
血 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒 姒.
At the same time, distract the aura of heaven and earth, so that the aura is merged into the stick "positive" wound, and a special tattoo brand is quickly formed.
"Wow wow ...!"
The little guy cried, but the wound recovered quickly.
In such a scene, Wei Xianxian was distressed, but it was not good to stop the Master's approach to prevent Master from being able to lightly pat the back of the little guy.
The soft voice comforted: "Don't cry safely, the mother is here, be obedient ..."
After the little guy no longer cries.
Yuan Yuan picked up the child, said goodbye to Wei Xianxian, then summoned to the prison sword, and placed the little guy on the large and thick blade.
"Protect him, take him to find the unknown of the light sword master."
"Then on the road of unknown must go down, let the little guy down, be sure to ensure that he is adopted by ring name."
After instructions to the prison sword spirit in contact with God.
剑 Yuan also passed on to Him with information such as the appearance, atmosphere, and light -containing sword with the light sword master, and tracked search.
The next moment.
A black and red energy flow spreads from the sides of the wide blade.
Then heal it up, and block the whole little guy in the interior to form a protective energy layer. Then, the prison sword rises steadily.
Under the control of the distraction of Yuanyuan, the prison sword is from slow to fast, and the acceleration is completed.
In the blink of an eye, disappearing in the cloud.
"Master, can you do this? No problem?" Wei Xianxian couldn't help but worry about asking.
Seeing to give people a sword with her own eyes, she always felt a bit dangerous.
I'm afraid the little guy fell from the sky.
"Don't worry, this sword is controlled by the teacher, and there will be no accidents." Yu Yuan looked at Wei Xianxian, who had the hazy eyes, and comforted it: "Only by walking from the sky can Luo.com's intelligence staff notice that
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"In this way, no one knows where the little guy is except us."
"This is more secure for him."
When Wei Xianxian heard Master's words, she nodded silently with tears.
Looking up at Master.
"I don't know where will Master send peace?"
"Do you remember the unknown person?" 姒 “asked.
"Remember." Wei Xianxian nodded, and said, "Some time ago, when King Wei Xinling was assassinated by King Wei Xinling, he suppressed the three heavenly characters of Luo.com with his own power."
"Give the child to this person and worship him as a teacher." 姒 “smiled calmly and asked," So fiber, who do you think, who is his opponent in Luo.com? "
Wei Xianxian carefully considered and slowly shook his head: "No one is his opponent.
With such a powerful person, she also relaxed a lot.
No longer so nervous.
Nympho
Nympho
On the other side.
Under the remote control of the mind of Yuanyuan.
On the one hand, according to the position of the unknown of the light swordsman provided by the black widow, adjust the flight direction in a timely manner, look down at the large direction from a high altitude, and predict the direction of the unknown forward.
Then landed in advance on his must, put the little guy down.
Wait for him to pass by and pick it up.
Nympho
Nympho
The small rain of rare Ralala descends from the sky.
Still unknown in elegant clothing, carrying a black cloth wrap, holding a oil paper umbrella, stable footsteps, walking quietly on the scarce road of people.
The consequences brought by the disaster are far from being able to recover in a short time.
He has traveled a lot and has been to many places.
But what I see and hear is far from the prosperity of the past. The ruined but uninhabited houses can be seen almost everywhere.
Some have already collapsed, and they have become broken walls.
Among the green weeds, the loess roads are pervasive, and there are no bark dead dead trees, and some corner areas inside some houses. ....
The pale and broken bones are endless.
He is like a journey walking in the world. He has seen all kinds of scenes, walking through the road, calm and natural, and his expression has never changed.
Still elegant and quiet, very beautiful gentleman's demeanor.
Or affection, or ruthless, he has already seen these things, no fear of life and death, and will not be affected by this.
At a certain moment.
When he walked to a certain uninhabited broken house, he accidentally heard the child's tender cry.
Turning his head slightly and looking at the corner outside the house.
I saw a luxurious and exquisite fabric, which was abandoned here at will. Inside, there was a white fat baby boy crying.
In the gap between the wet and cold walls nearby.
There are several poisonous crickets with black and red shuids in dormant, and the baby boy is not far away.
Looking around and looking around, there was no trace of other people. Unknown approached, slightly bowed his head, and carefully observed the traces nearby.
But he still didn't find any footprints.
As if this white fat baby boy who stayed in the pupae was descended from the sky, it appeared here out of thin air.
Lake the induction for a moment.
Anonymous eventually squatted down and held this strange little baby boy in his arms.
Still holding a oil -paper umbrella, the face emotions have not changed at all, and on the road alone, traveling steadily, no one knows where he wants to go.
Nympho
Nympho
In the gap in the corner of the ripped eaves.
A stretch of toothpicks with only half an inch of toothpick was reduced, and it floated out of it, and then rose into the clouds.
Just in a blink of an eye, it disappeared quickly.