"Oh, did you sell me the things I bought for a price of white powder?"
"Xiang Que, my lying son has been scammers since I met you and me. Bondy's band-aids can't make up for my inner trauma."
"Xiang Que, can you take me to prostitution without restraint when you are anxious?"
"Old Xiang, tell me a fortune... Can we still be brothers in the next life?"
"Lao Xiang...Lao Xiang..."
Cao Qingdao is dead, no one is in Moji himself, no one is talking to him. As the moment he closed his eyes, Xiang Que's mind seemed to be overturned, constantly recalling
All the past between the two of them from the moment they met and the moment they died.
This Maoshan child, who is not very high in cultivation, often muttering and stingy, is a person who has accompanied Xiang Que in his life since Zhongnan Mountain.
It can be said that if there were no Cao Qingdao, the road that Xiangqued would take after going down the mountain would be another one.
After most of the half-year relationship, Xiang Que never said to Cao Qingdao sensationally, saying that you are my brother, a friend of life and death, but you don’t say that, but you still have to do the same.
"Anyway, just stab the sword." Zhang Shoucheng looked at Cao Qingdao, who was tightly pressed against the hilt of the sword and his eyes were closed, and said, "This *** is definitely a good seedling of the party, reincarnated.
It's too early, you could go to primary school students' textbooks decades ago."
Su He cursed at Zhang Shoucheng angrily: "Shut up, the Tianshi Master is such a mess, it's really a disgrace to have such a mess in the Tianshi Master."
Zhang Shoucheng said lightly: "Before scolding me, you have to bring Maoshan with you. I am the main person. Can Maoshan get rid of the charge of being an accomplice?"
"I didn't want to force him to die." Zhao Lijun was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Cao Qingdao would use his life to break up today's scene without any warning.
Is there really no sign of Cao Qingdao's death?
Xiang Que and Su He both noticed Cao Qingdao's unloving eyes at the same time, and only Zhao Lijun was always thinking about treating him as a bargaining chip for exchange, but did not notice that he had regarded him as the most respected person since childhood.
The little disciple of Maoshan has completely broken his heart.
Xiang Que was stunned and stupid, because even if Cao Qingdao died two minutes late, perhaps in just a moment, he planned to hand over the sealed heavenly luck on his body.
Fortune is an auxiliary means to lack luck, but Cao Qingdao only knows this one, and only this one.
But after just opening his mouth for a while, Cao Qingdao stabbed himself to death.
A little bit short, no one!
Xiang Que is stunned and unbelievable.
A faint black shadow gradually appeared in front of Cao Qingdao. The shadow was very faint and blurred, but it was gradually taking shape.
That was the soul of Cao Qingdao after his death.
"Swish" Suddenly, a dark and dark cave entrance suddenly appeared after Cao Qingdao's soul, and the cold wind and gusts of yin energy in the cave entrance were slowly.
Without any warning, Cao Qingdao's soul suddenly seemed to be pulled by a huge force. Before his soul was formed, he was directly attracted to the dark and dark hole, and then the hole was directly re-
Closed without warning.
"What's going on? How could there be an aura from the underworld in that cave?" Zhang Shoucheng asked blankly.
Zhao Lijun frowned and said, "He has the identity of the underworld. After the underworld dies, he will be recalled directly by the underworld, and then sent to the six paths of reincarnation to reincarnate to prevent the soul from accidentally leaking the underworld when entering the underworld. Ordinary people may still
The judge of the underworld needs to determine the past of life, but the underworld drinks Mengpo soup directly across the Naihe Bridge and enters the cycle of reincarnation.”
Su He sighed and said, "Man dies like a lamp extinguishes, and the clear path completely spreads between heaven and earth."
"Huh·····" Suddenly, the people present felt that the aura of heaven and earth in the forest began to rotate wildly, and all the people with cultivation had a slight disorder in their own Taoist energy.
Xiang Que's hair suddenly stood up, his eyes were covered with scary red bloodshots, and his clothes were instantly blown by a strong wind, making a sound, and his bones were like fried beans, crackling.
Keep stopping.
"Howl..." Xiangque raised his head in pain and let out a howl, bit his index finger tip, took out a piece of talisman paper from his bag with his left hand and printed it on it.
"The gods are born on the green lotus, and the spiritual treasure heavenly master comforts the body's disciples"
"Taiqing Daode Heavenly Lord, the left and right Ji will not be surprised"
"Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, everyone is in place to guard the altar." Xiang Que bit his tongue and vomited blood on the talisman: "The Supreme One has his life to search for evil spirits, protect the Dharma God King, defend and recite scriptures...
···The disciple Xiang Que, welcome the upper body...·····As soon as the law is ordered."
"Swoosh..." The talisman paper in Xiangque's hand suddenly rose into the air, and then a ball of fire exploded and disappeared in an instant.
View of the ancient well of Zhongnan Mountain.
The old Taoist who had already died of sleep under the old locust tree in the temple was suddenly awakened in his sleep, looking into the distance and said, "God beats me? This bastard just forced himself to be crazy, what's the death of this ***?
”
The old Taoist seemed to be determined to get up and was about to pinch his fingers, but after thinking about it, he fell down again: "He can't bear me anymore, forget it... I can't just come alone, I'll change someone.
Try it out”
In a suite in the Chang'an Club, there was no one on the bed, but on the carpet under the bed was sitting cross-legged with a man with his eyes closed.
The man was about thirty years old, and his hair was scattered behind his head was tied up randomly by a rubber band, and he was wearing only a simple white cloth dress.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man who seemed to meditate suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, walked to the balcony and looked northwest, frowned and said, "This kid... has he suffered a disaster? Those two disrespectful people.
Old guy, I just know that I can eat and wait for death. If you don’t protect me, then I will protect my calf.”
The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes again, standing still, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a statue in an instant, silent.
"Puff..." Xiang Que suddenly spit out a mouthful of thick blood. In an instant, everyone felt an extremely fearful aura from his body.
"Please be god?" Zhao Lijun pulled out the peach wood sword behind him and said cautiously: "Xiang Que used the Blood Sacrifice to forcibly improve his cultivation. He used the God-killing to kill him. He didn't know which ancestor he had summoned, and his cultivation would surge."
"Swish" Xiang Que suddenly opened his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness gradually changed from clear and confused.
"Big... Brother is here?"
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