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Chapter Twelve Ruosi will be angry

"Uncle Cen, this is Brother Hua, my friend."

Su Yun kicked the fainted Huahu, but Huahu still didn't wake up. The young man hesitated and said, "Uncle Cen, Mr. Shui Jing taught me the chapter on Hongluo Transmutation and Nourishment of Qi. He said that after I complete it, I can heal my eyes."

Uncle Cen was silent for a moment and said: "You went to the night market in the past to find a way to cure your eye disease. Now that you are confident enough to cure your eye disease, you don't need the night market. You came here this time just to tell me that this

This is your last time at the night market."

Su Yundao: "Although I don't have to go to the night market, I will still come here often. Uncle Cen has always taken care of me. It was you who told me to move to Tianmen Town, told me the time scale, and told me that I could pass through this hemp rope.

Climb to the night market and look for someone to treat my eyes. Every time I go to the night market, Uncle Cen is always waiting for me to return safely..."

"I don't need you to remember my goodness."

Uncle Cen interrupted him coldly, stood up from the grave, walked up to him with his hands hunched over his back, and looked up at him sideways: "You are just an annoying little kid who lives near my house! You stay here

There was no rest in your little house, and I couldn't sleep due to the knocks. I'm not being nice to you, I just want to drive you away."

Su Yun smiled.

Uncle Cen snorted and circled around him: "You're annoying when you're blind, but you're even more annoying when you're not blind. I'm leaving. I'm going on a far journey, a very far journey, and I won't come back.

, so as not to bother me when I see you."

Su Yun's eyes turned red: "Uncle Cen, you..."

"I'm leaving tonight."

Uncle Cen still looked at him coldly, and his voice was still cold and indifferent: "After all, we are neighbors, so I leave this rope to you as a thought."

Su Yun's nose was sore and he couldn't help crying. He felt a little sad and lost: "Uncle Cen, don't you wait until my eyes are healed before leaving? I want to take a look at you. Uncle Cen takes care of me like my parents..."

…”

Uncle Cen looked at him, the coldness on his face gradually dissipated. It seemed that there was a fiery heart hidden under the cold eyes, and said: "I find you annoying, so it would be better not to see you. After you come back from Tianshi, pull the hemp rope

, the hemp rope will fall down by itself.”

He walked into his tomb, and suddenly, in the small tomb, there was an infinite amount of light leaping up. For a time, the light was thousands of rays, thousands of feet long, lingering, surging, and rushing in the sky, and then rising higher and higher.

!

The light is composed of countless words, and the words rise to the sky, like a cliff that makes people look up at the mountains. The sound of chanting also buzzes, as if there are countless voices reciting.

In the light, Uncle Cen walked along the fortress of words, as if walking on a sea of ​​books.

He is no longer an old man with a hunchback. He is getting taller and younger, and he is getting younger and younger. He is like a sage who is full of economics and poetry, but cannot realize his ambitions and can only stay away from the world.

He gradually moved away and lost his books.

Finally, Cen Bo and his words disappeared among the Milky Way and Han Dynasty.

It's a pity that Su Yun couldn't see this scene.

Hundreds of miles away in Shuofang, there are towers rising into the clouds and numerous buildings.

Qiu Shuijing stood on the tallest building in Shuofang City. He could not help but be moved when he saw the light curtain moving backward like running water from a distance, rising from the ground and rising into the sky.

"With a bright spirit, radiance like the bright moon, and writings like the beautiful celestial phenomena, the Confucian sage, one of the four myths of the Yuan Shuo Kingdom, put aside his life's attachments and passed away to return to the Shinto."

Qiu Shuijing raised his glass from afar and said, "Well done, Saint Cen."

Huahu secretly opened his eyes and glanced at the sky. Uncle Cen had left. He breathed a sigh of relief and got up.

Su Yun found the rope and said: "Brother Hua, come here. Let's climb along this hemp rope to the night market."

"That rope is Old Ghost Cen's hanging rope..." Huahu trembled and did not dare to say these words, so he bravely came to Su Yun's side.

Su Yun reminded him: "Second brother, hold on to the rope. The rope will take us into the night market by itself."

Huahu grabbed the hemp rope and suddenly heard a whirring sound. The rope seemed to have come to life, growing crazily towards the sky!

Huahu only heard the whistling of the wind in his ears. When he looked down, not to mention the willow trees, even Tianmen Town in the night had become an insignificant dot!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

He vaguely heard Su Yun's comforting voice: "We'll be there soon."

Huahu's body went stiff, holding on to the rope tightly and her mind went blank.

Finally, the rope stopped growing. Su Yun swayed slightly and landed on the ground. He turned around and grabbed the back of Huahu's head, trying to pluck him off the rope.

Huahu still clung to the rope and refused to let go. Su Yun forcefully opened his paws and then took him off the rope.

Hua Hu landed on the ground and still froze there, keeping a tight hug.

"Brother Hua, if you don't leave, you will get lost and not find me." Su Yun walked forward.

Huahu quickly opened her two stiff legs to follow him, her front legs still hugging her chest, looking very ridiculous.

Some people had already come to the ghost market, each of them silently scanning the stalls in front of the statues of ghosts and gods.

Su Yun led Huahu, who was struggling to move on two legs, around the ghost market with great interest. He couldn't see it, so he had to ask Huahu to tell him the shapes of the treasures.

Huahu secretly complained, hating herself for pitying him and coming to this hellish place with him.

"Mr. Yehu once said that the most taboo thing among the ghosts and gods in the ghost market is the fox talking nonsense. And I happen to be a fox, and the fox talking nonsense is about me..."

Huahu stood next to Su Yun, standing upright, with his head curled up and holding his tail, staring at the ghosts and gods in the shadow at a loss with his eyes wide open.

Next to him, although Su Yun couldn't see him, he was facing him with encouraging eyes.

Boom.

Huahu fell on his back, hit the ground with the back of his head, and passed out.

"Second brother, have you gone crazy in practicing martial arts? You keep passing out lately."

Su Yun shook his head, grabbed Huahu's tail with one hand, and dragged him around the ghost market. Huahu quietly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Following him to a place like this would be fatal!"

The Huahu's eyes were spinning wildly as he was dragged by Su Yun's tail. Although his head would keep hitting the ground, his life was still safe.

At this moment, he suddenly looked straight at a figure in the ghost market. Huahu's face was dull at first, and then he gritted his teeth.

"Xiaoyun..."

Huahu cried with a hoarse voice: "I saw the person who killed my little sister!"

Su Yun's body trembled slightly, he stopped, let go of his tail, turned around, his tone was so calm that it made people feel scared: "Second brother, did you really see that person? Are you sure you didn't admit your mistake?"

"I will never admit my mistake!"

Huahu gritted his teeth and stared at the figure of a young man in the ghost market. The young man had a delicate appearance and was dressed in red clothes, as if his body was on fire.

Su Yun stepped forward and walked towards the young man in red.

Huahu was startled, and hurriedly stopped him: "Xiaoyun, that day I saw a fire coming out from behind him, and there was a divine bird flying out of the fire, which means that what he practiced was not the Hongluo Transmutation Nourishing Qi Chapter, but another divine bird.

Kung Fu. Moreover, he has achieved the third achievement, manifesting Qi and blood. You are no match for him."

Although Su Yun has been practicing diligently these days, he has only achieved the second achievement of Crocodile Dragon Yin.

The Hong Furnace Transformation and Qi Nourishing Chapter is a type of foundation-building exercises. Most of the foundation-building exercises are similar. Although the young man in red in the ghost market did not practice the Hong Furnace Transformation, he cultivated to the third level of achievement, achieving Qi and Blood.

Manifestation shows that he has practiced the foundation building technique to the sixth level!

The boy in red is about to enter, or may even have already entered the Yuan Dynasty realm!

"Little sister Qiu is also my classmate."

Su Yun moved his steps like a crocodile dragon swimming in the water, bypassing Huahu, and said calmly: "You are all my classmates, and Mr. Yehu is the one who taught me how to be a human being. Although I can't see you, but in my eyes

In my heart, you are all living people."

In his heart, the people who studied with him in the dilapidated Xiangxu were not foxes, but lively boys and girls.

They are classmates and friends.

The friendship accumulated over six years as classmates is extremely precious.

He is not the same kind as the fox demons, but the fox demons accept him.

However, overnight, the classmates turned into fox demons and turned into cold corpses.

In Su Yun's heart, it was not the fox demon who died, but the classmates with different personalities in his heart.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Huahu blocked him again: "There are many of them! The days are long!"

At this moment, Huahu seemed to see in a trance that it was not Su Yun, but an extremely ferocious crocodile dragon with ferocious muscles. Anyone who dared to block the way would be crushed by the crocodile dragon!

Huahu's mind went blank. When he woke up, Su Yun had already walked past him, walking steadily towards the young man in red from the city.

If a soldier is angry, blood will be splashed five steps!

Su Yun has taken the first step.

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