Wake up to be a flower for all generations, and don't ask for people in your life.

This may be an exaggeration, but it also tells part of the truth, and anyone who knows a little about Yelian knows that she never takes the initiative to ask for help.

She was too proud.

Pride is such a thing, Shisanlang is no less than anyone else, but he understands in his heart that he is fundamentally different from Yelian, if he really needs it, let alone ask for help, even if he kneels down and kowtows to admit that he is humiliated.

There are often acts of pretending to be crazy and stupid, for the sake of victory, gain, or simply to survive, such as in the face of irresistible beings such as true spirits and other irresistible beings, Jusan Lang knows very well what kind of despicable things he can do, just to get the next chance.

Yelian is completely different, she can kill her brother with her own hands, the strong are strong, but it is not enough, far from enough.

Replaced by Thirteen Lang, Yuan Chaonian will not be able to die today, don't even think about it.

In the current situation, the crisis is gone, the heavenly demon is dead, and the troubles caused by Yuan Chaonian's death have been resolved, at least temporarily;

Speaking of friendship, although the relationship between the two has eased, there is a hurdle that the Sansheng clan cannot overcome, and one day they will meet in life and death. And don't forget, there are Yanshan and Princess Xia by your side. For Yelian, showing weakness in front of Princess Kasumi is no different from killing her.

But she opened her mouth. Now that she has opened her mouth, Yelian must think that the thing she is asking for belongs to Thirteen Lang, and time cannot wait

What is it?

"When I was on the three-sided cliff, you gave me a breath, the kind with the will of life."

After thinking about it, Yelian slowly spoke, her expression was cautious and cowardly, and she was stunned when she saw Yanshan and the princess. It's not that they are rare and strange, it's really because such an expression appears on the face of the Flower of Eternity. It's rare, awkward, and too beautiful.

The beauty of eternity is no longer something that ordinary words can describe, and after adding a little bit of children's shame, its holy nobility is not only diminished, but even more thrilling. Yanshan Ancestor is also a person, and at this time, he also lost his mind for a moment. I cursed in my heart: Demon!

He is like that, let alone others. Princess Xia looked at Yelian's appearance infatuatedly, and the only trace of hostility in her heart melted away, leaving only heartache and pity, and even anger. That kind of anger is not born of hostility, but because you can't see her aggrieved appearance, you can't help but cry out for it.

Purely because of beauty, people give birth to this kind of thought, the flower of eternity, unparalleled in the world.

"That kind of thing, no. It's that feeling that helps me. ”

I can't tell why, with Yelian's strong cultivation and qualifications, after such a long period of pranayama after the war, there seems to be no sign of recovery at all. After being straightened by Thirteen Lang, her body leaned against the shell of the small and now conch, soft, lazy, and occasionally cold. At most, it can only last for a moment, and then it will return to the appearance of "dying" and like it is about to fall asleep.

Beauty is beautiful. Beauty is lazy is the beauty of the ointment, but it depends on whom. If the hundred flowers look like this, Thirteen Lang will appreciate it comfortably at every turn, and it is wrong to replace it with a night lotus.

"Red Dust?"

Listening to Yelian's words, Thirteen Lang did not hesitate at all, and raised his hand to press on his heart.

The red glow then flickered. Wrap the whole body of the night lotus, like a pink cover. In the line of sight, the speed at which the spirit of the flower of eternity has become visible has become vigorous, and the beauty of the beauty has become more delicate, almost making people dare not look at each other.

Thirteen Lang dare. Not only daring, but there are doubts between his eyebrows, and his eyes are awe-inspiring, revealing a bit of persecution.

"For what?"

If someone wants to die without dying themselves, this kind of exercise that is not considered a practice will have a miraculous effect, and it will have a strong restraint on things such as necromancy. The three-sided cliff rescued, because Yelian was facing a desperate situation at that time, and Shisanlang was worried that she would lose her will to fight, so she would do so, and then achieve miraculous results.

And now?

What is the loss of life for the night lotus?

"You want to die?"

Unconsciously asked, Thirteen Lang immediately realized how stupid he was, and hurriedly changed his words.

"I didn't mean that. ”

"I know the way"

Yelian moved herself, looked at Thirteen Lang and said, "Have you seen enough?" ”

A moment of weakness, as her spirit gradually lifted, Yelian's expression returned to indifference, and she turned into the indifferent fairy again.

It's just an illusion.

Jusanro replied, "I've seen enough, but I haven't seen anything." ”

Yelian said lightly: "Enough of it, take your claws back." ”

That's the truth.

The Night Lotus is powerful, but not yet strong enough to truly regard the flesh as an ethereal body, and quickly stops after the emergency.

"What the hell is it?"

Forging red dust can also be used in the air, of course, the closer it is to the origin of life, such as the heart, dantian and other positions, the faster the effect is better. Thirteen Lang is not for this, at least not all. Anyway, it's not the first time, taking advantage of the opportunity to convey breath, Thirteen Lang let go of his divine sense and made the night lotus an exception to see it thoroughly, without the slightest embarrassment and shame.

Unfortunately, he failed to find the "root cause". In the feeling, the night lotus is not only not a sign of malaise, on the contrary, the vitality is unprecedented, but its vigor reveals a bit of strange meaning, like a raging fire, divided into two parts by some kind of force, looking as a whole, but in fact independent of each other, only connected by the origin of burning. What's even more puzzling is that when the flame burns, there is a "reluctance", or unbearable, if it weren't for Thirteen Lang's desire to survive, the fire would have been extinguished soon.

Unwilling to give up, Shisanlang insisted and asked, "It's better to say it." ”

Yelian leaned her back against the conch, gently closed her eyes and said, "One time is not enough." ”

Thirteen Lang was stunned, shocked in his heart, and said casually: "Don't worry, what is it to be full?"

Yelian refused to open her eyes and said, "You still have something to do." ”

Thirteen Lang was helpless and turned back to Yanshan.

"Seniors"

"Don't look at me. ”

Yanshan Old Ancestor waved his hand again and again and said, "The old man doesn't understand, and there is no way. ”

Thirteen Lang's heart sank slightly, and he lowered his head and pondered silently for a moment, and a trace of ruthlessness slowly appeared on his face.

"Please move, Ancestor. The younger generation will tell you about the mountain king. ”

Half an hour later.

"At present, among the sons of the Mountain Gate, the new generation of nine sons has not yet been selected, and the others have just been killed by me, and only one and four sons are missing. ”

Telling all the information he knew, Thirteen Lang said: "The younger generation is shallow. Whether spirits and demons can coexist for a long time is not the key to each other, but whether they can get rid of the fundamentals. For example, the disciples of the Mountain Monarch will try to provoke disputes every once in a while, and the spirit and demon will one day fight because of this, and eventually the disaster will affect the three parties, and even the entire demon spirit continent. ”

Yanshan Ancestor frowned lightly and said, "Cleaning up under the Mountain Monarch Gate is of long-term significance. Where does this work for the old man?"

Jusan Lang replied, "Spirit, demon, swallowtail, click." Even the remnants of the Blue Wolf Monks, the younger generations want to take advantage of it. ”

Yanshan Ancestor said: "It is incumbent. It's just that the old man is an outsider, and he has decided to participate in the Ascension Terrace, and there are only 100 years left, so are you sure you can find the two of them?"

Thirteen Lang smiled and said, "The ancestor has misunderstood, how can there be such a big battle with just two mountain monarch criminals. ”

Yanshan Ancestor became more and more puzzled. Princess Xia's eyes flashed next to her. Suddenly, he interjected.

"Does my brother want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots and go straight to the mountain king's lair?"

"Nonsense. I don't know how thick the sky is!" Yanshan Ancestor shouted repeatedly, suddenly noticing Thirteen Lang's expression, and his gaze froze.

"You don't really want to"

"Of course it's true. ”

Thirteen Lang swung his fist hard and said, "Gather the power of the six directions and directly kill the mountain king!"

"Poof!" Yanshan Ancestor almost lost his breath, and the roots of the white whiskers under his jaw stood upside down. His eyes wandered, as if he didn't recognize the person in front of him.

Thirteen Lang said sincerely: "Ancestor, don't worry, if the time is not right, or if you are not sure, the younger generation will not mess around." ”

The timing, grasping, not messing around? Yanshan Ancestor became more and more suspicious of whether Thirteen Lang had gone crazy. Shut up the nonsense.

Thirteen Lang said solemnly: "Demon King Palace, click, I have been notified in place, and I am starting to prepare at this moment." In the remaining few parties, the Spirit Domain is the most troublesome, and then there is your side, which needs to make the Sword Pavilion"

"Wait!"

The Old Ancestor of Yanshan hurriedly stopped and asked, "Do you think that with the strength of the monks in the world, you can win the Mountain Monarch? Although the old man doesn't know how powerful it is, let's put it this way, if you gather a group of foundation building and knot monks, and prepare a few sets of formations and some means, you can kill the old man?"

"That's not a joke!"

couldn't hold back the absurdity in his heart, and Yanshan Ancestor looked slightly sarcastic.

"Take a step back, who knows where the Dao Mountain Monarch is sitting? You can't even find the first or fourth son, how can you find it?"

"I can't find it, someone can. ”

Thirteen Lang spread his hands to express helplessness, and said sincerely: "Ancestor, forgive me, before confirming that it is feasible, the younger generation can't reveal too much." ”

What is this called, what is this called! The ancestor of Yanshan was angry in his heart and said, "What if we find it, we can kill the true spirit?"

Thirteen Lang replied seriously, "As far as I know, the mountain lord is weaker than the real spirit, and he has been seriously injured. ”

Yan Shan said angrily: "What about being weak, what about being seriously injured, you go to find hundreds of foundation building monks to come over, the old man only uses two percent, no, only one percent of cultivation, see if they can kill it." ”

This is pure indignation.

No matter how ridiculous it is, hearing such a grand goal, Princess Xia on the side was a little eager to try, pulled the sleeve of the ancestor and said: "Don't worry, listen to my brother first, it's okay to think about it."

"Nonsense!"

Yanshan Ancestor resolutely shook it off and shouted: "Thinking is the idea, and the thought is the demon." It is a matter of the survival of the Sword Pavilion and even the entire Swallowtail Clan, this kind of thing can also be thought of? Old man, I don't know what you say about the Demon Palace and the Divine Master, if this matter is not more than ninety percent sure, it must not be done. ”

To be weak against strong, but also to be more than ninety percent sure, is equivalent to the idea of abandonment.

"Do you have to reveal it in advance?" Thirteen Lang sighed secretly with some difficulty

(To be continued......)