Swish!

Sanssouci snatched out the Taoist temple, and saw a tall man in ragged clothes running in front of a country road not far away.

And in his arms, there was also a delicate little boy, and behind this man, a large group of people lit torches and were constantly chasing.

But the person galloping in front of him was obviously practicing martial arts, and his speed was extremely fast, even if he stepped on the snow that had not completely melted, he was still walking on the ground.

Behind him, the chasing villagers stepped on the muddy road, but their steps became weaker and weaker.

"Let go of my brother!" Chasing at the front of the crowd was a figure that carefree people were all too familiar with.

Pity the weak.

The once pretty girl, now with tears on her cheeks, followed a middle-aged talent with a sad expression, and kept shouting.

Sanssouci stood at the door of the Taoist temple, and when he saw the tall man in the distance running constantly, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

It seems that this place can not continue to live!

The tall man who snatched Bao Xi's weak brother kept running, and after a while, he left everyone behind him.

Seeing it, it's going to be completely safe.

However, at this moment, it suddenly went dark in front of him.

Swish!

Sanssouci's figure rose and fell, and in a few breaths, he came to the tall man, and stretched out a finger as if he were understated.

Syllable!

A small finger, but in the eyes of this man, it seems to be the hand of death, there is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it,

Some men with superficial martial arts didn't have time to dodge, so they were hit just right, and the divine light in their eyes instantly dispersed.

The whole person fell on his back to the sky.

As soon as Sanssouci grabbed it, the little boy who was originally held in the man's arms fell into his hands.

At this time, the little boy's face had turned iron-blue, and his breath was not smooth.

"Dao Chief, give me the child!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Dao Chief, give me my brother!"

…………

After a while, all the people who had been chasing the tall man rushed up, and they were all nearby villagers.

Even a few older people almost grew up watching carefree children.

But at this time, their eyes when they looked at Sanssouci became extremely unfamiliar.

A single finger killed a man who so many of them couldn't catch up, this place was obviously so far away from the Taoist temple, but he would be there in a while.

Was he really someone they knew?

For a while, although everyone was talking about feelings, their eyes were extremely complicated when they looked at Carefree Zi.

Even, the eyes of some people showed a deep fear.

"Here, the child will give it back to you." Sanssouci chuckled on his face, raised the child in his arms with both hands, and handed it to Bao Xiqiao.

Syllable!

Bao Xi took the child in a panic, and drops of crystal tears rolled down and fell on his brother's white and tender little face.

"Thank you, Chief, for saving the dog." Bao Xiucai, who watched Sanssouci grow up in the past, now looks at Sanssouci as if he is seeing each other for the first time, and bows his hand.

"Ugh." Sanssouci sighed and quickly retreated, "It seems that you don't welcome me very much!" ”

"In that case, let's have a later date!"

Before the words fell, this Taoist who had been hidden for many years disappeared in front of all of them.

And watching Wuwuzi leave, everyone was all subconsciously relieved.

"Dao Chief!" A sense of melancholy rose inexplicably in Bao Xiweak's heart, and he felt as if he would never see each other again.

His hands were still tightly hugging his brother in his arms, and Sakura muttered subconsciously.

"Come back with me." The child was snatched back, and everyone dispersed, Bao Xiucai glared at his daughter fiercely, and said angrily.

"Yes, Dad." Bao Xiwan hugged his younger brother and followed, and the footsteps of everyone stepped on the muddy road, making a crisp sound.

……………………

Spring goes to autumn, summer solstice and winter arrives.

Time changes, often inadvertently, it will slip away, and it will never be recovered.

On this day, Zhongnan Mountain.

On Zhongnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead!

A few years ago, the anti-Jin general, Wang Chongyang, was defeated and lived in seclusion in the tomb of the living dead, claiming to be the living dead. Whether it is an old friend or a former subordinate, no one can make him step out of the tomb of the living dead when he says all the good things.

It wasn't until later that Wang Chongyang's first rival in his life, Lin Chaoying, blocked the door of the tomb of the living dead and scolded Wang Chongyang for three days and three nights.

In the end, Wang Chongyang finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened the stone door of the tomb of the living dead to fight Lin Chaoying to the death.

Who knows, Lin Chaoying didn't laugh angrily, saying that since he came out, there was no need to go back.

Since then, the two have turned enemies into friends, and they have traveled the world together and have great affection for each other. But Wang Chongyang was unwilling to marry Lin Chaoying as his wife.

This day, before the tomb of the living dead.

Lin Chaoying, who had a beautiful appearance, his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes, faced Wang Chongyang and said, "Wang Chongyang, are you really unwilling to give in?" ”

Wang Chongyang said: "Chaoying, you and I don't have the fate to be husband and wife, why don't you hold on, why don't you let go?" ”

About half a year ago, the two fought fiercely in the Central Plains, and in the end, they ran to the Taoist temple of Sanssouci.

There, Lin Chaoying got the guidance of Worry-free, your love is too simple for Wang Chongyang to get.

In that case, why don't you let it go for now!

Lin Chaoying died as a live horse doctor, and temporarily stayed away from Wang Chongyang for a while. As a result, Wang Chongyang felt stunned in his heart.

I took the initiative to find Lin Chaoying.

Lin Chaoying was overjoyed in her heart, and once again mentioned her feelings for each other, hoping to marry Wang Chongyang.

Unknowingly, Wang Chongyang heard this proposal and refused again.

In the end, that's all it takes.

On top of this Zhongnan Mountain, the two fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, and there was still no winner or loser.

Lin Chaoying faced Wang Chongyang directly, and said in a condensed voice: "Wang Chongyang, since this is the case, you and I will fight in martial arts, so let's have a literary fight!" ”

"If I win, your tomb of the living dead will be mine, and you will be in the tomb of the living dead, driven by me. If you don't want to, whether you are a monk or a Taoist priest of the whole truth, you can't marry again for the rest of your life! “

When Wang Chongyang heard this, he secretly said in his heart: Let you drive, naturally I want to marry you!

"Okay, a word is decided, how to fight, you can say it!"

Lin Chaoying smiled coldly and said, "Wendou is to write on the stone wall!" ”

Before the words fell, the shadow rose into the air, falling towards the stone wall not far away, the delicate body turned, and the whole person leaned on the stone wall with the help of the green vines on the stone wall.

The fat snow-white left palm fell on the stone wall, as if borrowing strength!