Xiaoyao's expression changed and his brows furrowed.
In just five or six months, Canglang's personality has changed a lot. It's hard for Xiaoyao not to think that something might have happened to him that shocked him deeply. Only in this way can a person be moved
His temperament had changed so obviously in a short period of time. As for what happened and whether it was good or bad, Xiaoyao could only think about asking Ye Shisan and others after the mission was over.
Thinking of this, Xiaoyao's face couldn't help but calm down.
Ta Ta ~
The sound of stampeding slowly sounded, and as Cang Lang walked towards Master Zizhu with a determined expression, many players in the courtyard were slightly startled. Looking at Cang Lang's figure, some were curious, confused, surprised, and some were disdainful.
After all, even Ye Tomb, the twenty-one strong man on the Wucheng Ranking, has never taken one move from Master Zizhu, and the leaders of the four major forces have only taken two moves by relying on many trump cards.
And why does Canglang dare to fight?
Sounds of lamentation arose one after another.
But the next moment, the leaders of the major forces glanced at him coldly and stopped him.
"Young Canglang, please give me some advice, senior!"
Cang Lang's face was as calm as before he stepped out. He looked at Master Zizhu in front of him, but his eyes fell on the purple bamboo tower behind him, and a deep pain appeared from the corner of his eyes.
"Zixin, how are you doing?"
"are you doing okay?"
Unknowingly, a teardrop fell from the corner of Canglang's eye. He quickly reached out to wipe it away, and looked up again, his expression had become extremely determined, and that determination contained the belief of hope: "Senior, please enlighten me!
"
Xiaoyao was stunned.
Master Zizhu was also slightly startled.
They all felt the sadness and longing radiating from Cang Lang at this moment, and the deep hope seemed to burn all the blood in his body. An obsession, not only combined with his own spirit, but also as if
Combined with his hands, it gradually sublimated, making the gray wolf look tall at the moment.
Taking a deep look at Canglang, Master Zizhu waved his hand slightly. This time, he did not smile again. He seemed to feel the hurt and pain, hope and persistence in Canglang's heart. In his calm words, he gave Canglang his love with actions.
Consider it worthy of respect: "Come on, type out all the thoughts, thoughts, and wishes in your heart!"
Buzz~
Faint fluctuations rose from the wolf's body, getting stronger and stronger, becoming more and more astonishing.
Mysterious energy was burning throughout his body, and his blood seemed to be boiling. Cang Lang looked up at the sky, and his mind kept recalling the scenes from a few months ago. The familiar smile, the familiar face, will always depend on it. But now... In Cang Lang's eyes
A trace of sadness flashed through: "How are you far away? Zixin, I said, I will definitely find you back!"
"Promise me, promise me, take good care of yourself."
A scene in my memory.
Canglang was covered in injuries, Zixin was hoarse from crying, crawling and roaring, still he could only watch Zixin being taken away by them, but he was powerless.
"No!"
"I must get you back!"
My heart is roaring, my blood is burning, my footsteps are flying, and my fists are beating.
Cang Lang Mu Ran disappeared.
With everyone unable to believe the scene before them, he disappeared from the place and reappeared in front of Master Zizhu with a faint surprise on his face. The purple light was burning on his fists, and the mysterious energy came from between heaven and earth.
Used everywhere, gathered in the fists like crazy, as if to tear the world apart, crazy and persistent.
"this……!!"
Xiaoyao, Negative Swordsman, Heavenly King, more and more players stared with wide eyes.
That punch.
They seemed to see a silent roar, and saw the soft female smile that faintly appeared in the fist light. At the end of the punch, the gray wolf's eyes were closed, but there was a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.
"Zixin, is that you?"
A murmur sounded from the corner of Canglang's mouth, and his right fist was instantly enlarged in front of Master Zizhu.
Snapped!!!
Fists and palms were exchanged, and a muffled sound was heard.
The fist light burst instantly, and the faint and gentle smile disappeared from everyone's eyes, floating gently to the sky, and finally disappeared. After the fist was received, a touch of pain appeared on Cang Lang's face, and he opened his eyes and looked at the faint and illusive sight.
The passing figure's silent sadness is like Beethoven's sadness, as if water separates each other.
"I lost!"
Cang Lang let out a sigh of relief.
He looked deeply at the Zizhu Tower behind Master Zizhu, and suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth. The sadness in his smile no longer seemed to be hidden deep in his heart. His face regained its carefree expression.
The sunshine you see looks cheerful, calm, and kind, but is it really like this?
"senior."
"You guys have your own unwelcome requests, and I hope your seniors will grant them."
Cang Lang turned to Master Zizhu, bowed calmly, and said with utmost sincerity.
"Say it"
"I want to ask senior to give me some purple bamboo seeds, because it reminds me of a person. I promised her that when she comes back, I will build her a courtyard like senior. There are purple bamboo buildings, purple bamboo forests, and lakes.
There are mountains, water, fish, birds, and...me."
Cang Lang said with a smile, his brows filled with happiness.
"Um!"
"Okay!" Master Zizhu chuckled, waved a small bag casually, and smiled casually: "Back then, there was also a person who wanted to live in a place like this with me, but it's a pity that she left and only I stayed. Boy, don't
Make yourself regret it, I gave these seeds to you for free."
While chuckling, Canglang felt a soft force leading him back.
Including Xiaoyao.
The entire eleven people immediately looked at the gray bag in Cang Lang's hand, and their expressions changed. After a leisurely pause, they immediately woke up and looked at the others. In a flash, they appeared in front of Cang Lang.
"Ahem..."
Tian Wang and others couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and turned around quickly. But Xiaoyao knew very well what they were thinking about. After all, the eleven people had all experienced the part where the purple bamboo forest was broken, so they had no idea how powerful the purple bamboo forest was.
As a result, don't tell them, to be honest, Xiaoyao is also very eager in his heart.
But no matter what.
When choosing between Canglang and Zizhulin, Xiaoyao needs to consider it at all.
"Thank you, senior!"
Cang Lang grabbed the bag in his hand, and the last words that Master Zizhu whispered to him flashed through his mind. An inexplicable look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He murmured for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at Master Zizhu's position.
I bowed respectfully and thanked you with sincerity and sincerity.
"Next one, next one, if there's no one there, I'll kick them out."
Master Zizhu chuckled lightly, waved his hands and said with a smile.
When these words came out, the atmosphere in the field dissipated. Some players finally focused their eyes on Master Zizhu again, and then looked at the front section, wanting to see who would play again. The situation in front of them has become clear. So far,
So far, only the Heavenly King and the Negative Swordsman have passed Master Zizhu's three-move agreement, but who are they? They are the strongest existences in the entire martial arts domain. Even the leaders of the four major forces were defeated, let alone others.
.
"Maybe Xiaoyao!"
Suddenly a sound of speculation came from the crowd, and everyone looked at Xiaoyao.
"right!"
"Xiaoyao's fingering attack is incredibly powerful, maybe it can!"
Voices of affirmation kept ringing, and everyone called Xiaoyao, hoping that he would come on to challenge Master Zizhu.
The sudden noise naturally attracted the attention of Master Zizhu.
He followed the crowd's gaze and looked at Xiaoyao, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He then chuckled at Xiaoyao and said, "Oh, the eighth level of the first level, the level ten of the skill. I'm curious, why do they think you can do it?"
Xiaoyao could no longer remain calm.
He finally glanced at the Negative Swordsman and signaled him to take care of Cang Lang, then calmly stood up and walked towards Master Zizhu's position, then he held his hands and said calmly: "Xiaoyao, please give me some advice, senior!"
