A person, no matter how dazzling and unbeatable he is in life, but once he is riddled with death, he will become helpless, and he is not even as happy as a three-year-old child. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Blood Bat King's vision had become very blurred, but the image cloud in his mind was extremely clear, as if it was imprinted in the sea of consciousness, and it could not be erased.

He saw his own monarch, the spiritual pillar for whom he had fought all his life. In a trance, he actually heard the other party calling him again, asking him to go back to the battlefield with him and gallop on horseback.

"God-king!"

The Blood Bat King stretched out his pale palm, trying to reach the people in front of him. But who would have thought that as soon as his hand touched the other party, the clear figure immediately disappeared. At the same time, it was as if he heard a broken sound, and then he was no longer conscious.

Sun Changkong looked at the Blood Bat King who was dead on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As an enemy, he is respectable and fearful. And as a slave, he was also dutiful. In this way, he has no regrets in this life, at least not in vain.

Thinking of it, he couldn't help muttering, when the day of his death came, I don't know what others would say about him?

There was a look of disappointment on his face, as he seemed to have seen what was going on, and it was clear that he was not satisfied with the performance of others. For a moment, he smiled bitterly, it was a question that he had come up with, why should he be bothered by it? Even if it happens, it will be thousands of years later. Since he is still alive, there is no reason to be depressed.

Sun Changkong came to Zhang Wangyuan's side, tried his breath, and found that the other party still had a little vitality, but it was already like a candle in the wind, and it could disappear at any time. As a fellow or even an old enemy, it stands to reason that he should arrange the other party properly, and he can be regarded as having a clear conscience. But when he thought of all the unhappiness of the past, he couldn't help but dispel this thought, and let him lie on the ground, lingering for a long time, slowly waiting for death to come. If the other party hadn't been injured like this, he would have ended it a long time ago. But thinking about his former friendship, he had to leave this opportunity to God. At least as early as today, Zhang Wangyuan's life and death have nothing to do with him. After so many days of tossing, he was already extremely tired. Now what he wants to do is to go back to the fairy garden and sleep well.

"Hopefully tomorrow will be a good day!"

Sun Changkong looked at a dark cloud above his head and muttered softly.

Ascending City became a hell on earth within a day, which would naturally disturb the surrounding forces, and Cangbei Immortal Garden was naturally one of them. With thousands of years of history, Fang Xishi has barely become the helmsman of the nearby area, and any incident that happens here will be the first to reach his ears.

"All the people of Ascending City are dead?"

As soon as these words came out, there was immediately a lot of discussion in the main hall. When Fang Xi sat in the middle, his face had changed greatly, and the spirit of "Mount Tai collapsed in front and his face did not change" was no longer seen, replaced by a strong sadness.

At this moment, a person suddenly walked behind him. As soon as this person moved, everyone present was immediately dumbfounded, and even the fire-haired Daoist who had always been very proud of himself couldn't help but be moved. But this is also reasonable, because the person in front of him is his mentor, the representative of the old bourgeoisie of Cangbei Xianyuan, Deng Chonghui. But he prefers to be called by another name, Bloodthirsty.

The violent personality of the Firebeard Daoist is almost the same as his, and the expression on his face when he is angry is also very similar. The difference is that the two people who are both Jiang Gui's sex, the bloodthirsty Deng Chonghui, obviously have to be a step ahead, and if he can't see anything, he won't want to get by. Even if he stirs up chaos in the world, he will correct the overkill.

The clothes on the bloodthirsty man's body are somewhat similar to those of the Fire Bearded Daoist, but the color is even more intense, and the bright red appearance is as if it can bleed at any time. His beard was long and thick, dwarfing even the hair of a half-year-old man. So whenever he had the slightest displeasure, the mouth on his face would rise and fall with his breathing, like a beast lurking in the shadows.

"Master Fang, this matter can't be delayed any longer. For the sake of just an outer disciple, it is really unwise to offend such a powerful force on the Penglai Continent. While the situation has not become too bad now, quickly send someone to trip the fat man back, and then hand it over to the one surnamed Chen, which can be regarded as escaping. Otherwise, their people will come to the door sooner or later, and the dead are not the most terrifying, I am afraid that the thousand-year-old foundation of the Immortal Garden will be destroyed in one fell swoop. ”

The way the blood lover spoke was very clever, on the one hand, he was kind enough to persuade Fang Xishi as an elder, so that the other party's decision-making would tend to the direction he wanted. On the one hand, he was threatening the lives of the whole family, so he had to make the decision to abandon the "pawn" to protect the commander.

But he is just a Supreme Elder, he is the master of the fire hair, but he is not the master of Fang Xishi. Although he watched him grow up little by little, he still couldn't figure out the other party's mind after all. Just when everyone thought that Xianyuan was going to protect himself with the life of the three fats, Fang Xishi actually sighed, and then said in a deep voice: "If Xianyuan really suffers a catastrophe, which one can fight side by side with me." ”

The Taoist disciples below exchanged heads and ears, but none of them dared to speak loudly. After all, this matter is very important, after all, it involves his precious life. Human life is only once, and once lost, it will not come back. They have to be careful about this precious thing. But at this moment, an old man who was not tall and even more humble in cultivation stood up, saluted and said respectfully: "If there is really such a day, then my royal Daoist is willing to live and die with the master." ”

Of course, he is the king of the road, the enlightenment teacher of Sun Changkong and the three fats. Although the two of them didn't learn much from him, and were even ridiculed for having such a decent master, they have to say that as a master, he still has a clear conscience.

Wang Daoren will also teach what he has learned in his life to his disciples without reservation, and will also tell them some principles of life in his spare time. Although a lot of this is his personal opinion, it has undoubtedly had an irreversible impact on the values of Sun Changkong and Sanfat.

Usually, if they are unwilling to work hard to practice, Wang Daoren will urge: "People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, if you don't want to become someone else's thing, then hurry up and don't be left behind by others." ”

Sun Changkong engraved these words deeply in his heart, and whenever he slacked off, he had these words to motivate himself. This method has been tried and tested, and he is still using this simple but effective method. As a lonely old man, Wang Daoren's understanding of money is even more than that ordinary people can achieve.

He loved money, and even regarded it as his life. He tried to save every penny in his life. However, he is not a miser either, and his money is not for counting, but for being used in key places at critical times. He could not wear new clothes for several years, but because of Sun Changkong's small coming-of-age ceremony, he spent hundreds of taels of gold just to give him a decent weapon, and then Sun Changkong had the Xingxia Sword.

In ordinary life, the care of Wang Dao people can also be seen everywhere, the three fat are timid by nature, he used the peach wood after the beginning of spring, Yuan specially made a talisman for him, bless him with a long life. Wang Daoren is not vague, he knows very well how many abilities the three fats have, rather than letting him waste all his good time on cultivation, it is better to let go and let him do what he wants to do, maybe there will be unexpected gains. Sure enough, Sanfat's talent for business was later verified, and it was smooth sailing after Sun Changkong left, and even became a famous local tycoon. In the eyes of others, this kind of thing is several times more difficult than becoming a top master!

But now, everything is no longer important, and no amount of money is just a meaningless symbol compared to human life. If time could be turned back, he would rather be like Sanpang and Sun Changkong, who had been intoxicated with practice. In this way, he will not have a chance to go out, and he will not know that red face and trouble.

That might not be fair to the woman. But women with outstanding looks can often fascinate men and don't know what to do. Sanfat is one such victim.

His appearance is not excellent, and the weakness of his body shape is a lingering pain for him. In this case, when you meet a person who can appreciate yourself and can entrust her life's major events to herself, Sanfat will of course gladly accept it. But he neglected that beautiful women would not only attract him, but also men like himself. And once there is a conflict of interests between them, contradictions will naturally arise.

What kind of master is Chen Jinglun? A young talent, a dragon among people, he has lived a carefree life since he was born. In his dictionary, there is nothing he can't get unless it's something he doesn't want. It is said that the stars in the sky are difficult to pick, but he was sent to find a jade as bright as the stars. After using a lot of manpower and material resources, when the sparkling star-like gem was presented in front of him, he actually saw it without looking at it, and crushed it casually. Even so, I didn't dare to ask why I did it. Of course he knew it himself, because his interest had passed. After the excitement passed, even if the elixir of immortality was placed in front of him, he was equally indifferent.

Perhaps, without Sanfat, even if he could get that woman, he would only be fresh for a few days, and then find an excuse to quit her. The only thing he couldn't bear was for others to fight with him. There is only one end to fighting with him, and that is death!

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