Liu Sansheng didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. Was it anger, unwillingness, regret, or a little ridiculous?
From Taoism to Yunzong, from Buddhism to Taoists.
He asked himself if he had any plans, but he missed Su Xinglan who was not part of the plan.
That guy who suppressed himself at the bottom of the Demon Killing Pond, that guy whose mind was obviously controlled by his inner demons, how could he regain his consciousness at the right time, and how could he cause thunder disaster in advance?
Liu Sansheng couldn't figure it out and laughed at himself.
"Is it God's will?"
He shook his hands as if asking.
At the door of the kitchen, Chen Xuanjun, who was standing with a bow, comforted in a low voice: "Father, I feel that victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers."
"If you lose today, it doesn't mean you won't have the chance to win back in the future."
"Su Xinglan died in a thunderstorm, and Kunlun lost its troops and generals. For us, this is an unexpected surprise."
"A master of the seventeenth level of martial arts, compared to Lingxi, he is the biggest fish tonight."
"It's a pity that we couldn't get rid of Yi Laomo, otherwise, this round would have been a sure win."
Liu Sansheng threw away the cigarette butt and said with twinkling eyes: "What if Su Xinglan is not dead?"
Chen Xuanjun exclaimed: "How is it possible?"
"The unprecedented double thunder catastrophe is so powerful that it far exceeds the 18th level of force."
"In addition, in order to stop the Dao Keeper from killing eleven snakes, the first Lei was seriously injured."
"Under such conditions, there is no way he can survive."
Liu Sansheng sneered: "Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
"As the saying goes, if you want to see someone alive, you will see their corpse when they die. Su Xinglan, he is not an ordinary person."
"Born with a talent for civility and martial arts, he broke through two realms in a row in one year."
"His evil nature cannot be inferred by common sense."
"I understand him, at least better than you do."
Chen Xuanjun said sarcastically: "Those who fail to overcome the tribulation will be shattered into pieces, and their souls will be scattered. There will be no bones left, and there will be no corpse left."
"Father, are you too worried?"
Liu Sansheng was already very angry, so he was indirectly contradicted by Chen Xuanjun. He angrily grabbed the enamel teapot and smashed it. He became angry and said: "I sometimes don't even believe in myself, let alone the unpredictable God."
"It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go. Don't you understand such a simple and easy-to-understand truth?"
"It's about my family and my life, it's about my relationship with Xiaomeng..."
Halfway through his words, he stood up anxiously and said: "In the next month, I will find a place to stay peacefully."
"If you don't want to die or be discovered by Kunlun disciples, you'd better do your duty honestly."
"I have to go to Kunlun."
"Whether Su Xinglan is alive or dead, I want to verify it myself."
Chen Xuanjun obediently agreed and huddled in the corner, not daring to breathe.
Liu Sansheng walked out of the guard room, looked in the direction of the Immortal Tomb, and said with an intriguing gloom on his lips: "If you died in Kunlun Mountain, this game would be more interesting."
"At the end of March, the immortal guards."
"Blind Tong, actually I hope Su Xinglan is still alive."
"When someone takes the lead on my behalf, I have the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity and seek personal gain."
"You guys, fight to your heart's content."
At the same time, Buddhism.
Kong Jian holds the trump card of the 18th level of force and travels at night, targeting Kunlun.
At the same time, Yunzong headquarters building.
Pei Shu's special RV drove out of the underground garage and headed for Kunlun.
On the way to and from Mengbailou in Kyoto, I diverted halfway and headed to Kunlun.
At the Daomen Star Observation Deck, Taixuzi, who had finished casting the Twenty-Four Stars, went down the mountain alone and also went to Kunlun.
Xiao Xiuyan, holding a big white cat in her arms, walks on the stairs of Ziwei Palace in Qingluan Mountain, facing Kunlun.
That night, after the Hongluan Tribulation, the storm broke out again.
The five meridians come out together, and the intention is Kunlun.
