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After the glare of Luo Binghe, the power of the glare lost its power, and the blind corpses who had indented into the depths of the darkness began to move around again.

Shen Qingqiu held the fallen Luobing River in one hand and held the Shuiya sword in one hand. He slammed the blade and flew out of the blade. It was like a flying weapon. The first one pierced a dozen times. However, the sharp edge of the blade is very powerful, and the green light of the smoldering candle is reflected on the sword. The more glaring, the blind corpse has a strong ability to capture light, and the dodge is fast. The second time this trick does not work. Shen Qingqiu just put the sword back into the waist, a few thin arms have been stretched into the vicinity, and even a rushing eye of the rushing glaciers, he took a crit and took the unruly blind corpse The head blew up the flower.

However, the crit is easy to use, but it cannot be used from time to time. The spiritual power consumption is too great, and it will take a long time to explode the food, and Shen Qingqiu is now back to the spiritual state of the two grids. It can no longer be as unscrupulous as before. After dozens of shots, the sensation is not enough. The blind corpse pushed and shoved in the tomb. He had to come and fly one. Although these monsters were low-level, they could not finish, and they still had to hold a faint Luo Glacier. Luo Danhe’s head slammed on the stone wall again.

"咚", I heard a special pain. Shen Qingqiu stunned his head with his hands, touched and touched, and always felt that he had a big bag. His heart prayed to Amitabha Amitabha, which burned and fell, but don't stupid the child! ! !

The little devil is hard to keep, and staying in this tomb filled with smoldering candle will only lead to a source of blind corpses. He changed his position and put a hand on Luo Binghe on his shoulder. The stride of the meteor dragged forward, and the blind corpse was thrown a few feet behind him. But as he rushed to breathe, the candle was constantly lit up. The figure of the person is invisible, and although the blind corpse can't keep up, it has been unable to get rid of it. Until the corner passes a small burial chamber.

This may also be a preparation room, which is sturdy and sturdy, and the swaying is extremely neat, and some even cover the floor, and there is no solemn dignity. Shen Qingqiu hurriedly dragged the Luobing River into it, and looked at it one by one. Some of them were lying in a strange posture with dead bodies, and some of them were empty.

The sound of the tomb outside is getting closer and closer, pulling out long and chaotic black shadows on the ground. Shen Qingqiu saw the situation in a critical situation and jumped into the stone. He wanted to stuff the Luobing River into another coffin, but it was not that time. The two men clung together and rolled into the stone.

Rao is wearing a soft bottom, and Shen Qingqiu is still staring at Venus. Luo Glacier is on the top, Shen Qingqiu is down, he is pressed down, almost no breath can not breathe.

Eat this grown up child! How to look so thin!

There is also a half-covered cover that is not covered tightly. Shen Qingqiu is about to reach out and shut down. The secluded green light sways outside, and the zenith reflects several black shadows.

The blind corpse came in.

They slowly approached the tomb, and from time to time came a soft "buckle" sound, and the sharp nails rubbed across the surface of the stone, making it creepy.

But if there is a place where there is absolutely no hidden candle, it is in the coffin. As long as there is no light source, these blind eyes can't catch them.

Shen Qingqiu was not in a hurry, lying on his back, and Luo Binghe pressed his face down on him, his head embedded in his shoulder socket, and the heat spread to Shen Qingqiu's neck, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Even he is uncomfortable, Luo Glacier is naturally more uncomfortable. Just Luo Luohe hand ice head heat, it is better to use his hand to lower the forehead. Shen Qingqiu felt that this was a good idea. He was trying to hold the wrist of Luo Binghe and lifted it up. Suddenly his body was stiff.

Five dead skins and fingers with long nails appear above the coffin.

Why are you searching so carefully and thoroughly! ! ! Doesn't it mean that the IQ of the blind corpse is very low? ! ! It’s not something that shines, people don’t want to care about it! ! !

Shen Qingqiu suddenly found out that there was something in his face that was emitting a faint red light.

Looking at the squint, although Luo Lianhe’s eyes were closed, the celestial print on the forehead had already been formed, and the reddish print on his forehead was extinguished with his breath. The red light shines with one.

What is this stuff! Is it similar to the fact that every time Altman plays a little monster, it will be flashing at the last moment?

Both hands were pressed by Luo Binghe, unable to pull out the mark of the bad thing, subconsciously turned his head, and the lips pressed against the smooth forehead.

It looks...it seems a bit like the forehead of the pro-Luo glaciers. Don't care about this detail, it's important!

The hand that was thin and thin, stuffed with dirt on his nails, and wrapped around a few strands of hair, trembled into the stone, and groped around.

The interior of the coffin is narrow and can be as long as it continues to maintain the scope of this exploration. But this hand does not know how to converge, and the deeper and deeper. Shen Qingqiu followed him more and more, and he quickly touched the back of Luo Binghe. He gritted his teeth and pulled out a fast-pressed right hand. He found a well-prepared place behind the Luobing River and pressed it down. .

With such a press, the upper body of Luo Binghe was completely attached to him. There were still gaps to find. Now, the two people are almost embedded in a group, the chest is attached to the chest, and the lower abdomen is attached to the lower abdomen.

Originally, the lower abdomen should be the softest part of the human body. Shen Qingqiu's stomach was flustered by the lower abdomen of Luo Binghe. The more he pressed down, the more sure he was sure to practice eight packs of abdominal muscles, which made him hard to die.

Although the hand stopped at the top of the back of the Luobing River, it changed direction and touched the other side.

Seeing that he had to touch the calf of Luo Binghe, Shen Qingqiu crossed his heart and separated his legs, so that the left leg of Luo Binghe fell into the middle of his legs.

I have already compressed the space occupied by the two to a minimum, and really can't be smaller!

The blind corpse touched for a long time, didn't touch anything, and swallowed it out slowly.

When the blind corpses were dissatisfied with the tomb, they swam far away in groups, and Shen Qingqiu was relieved.

Now this position is too ugly and too unsightly... If someone looks over and looks inside, Bao Zheng feels that Shen Qingqiu is holding the Luobing River and will not let go, and he is desperately trying to put him in his arms.

He just wanted to sit on the Luobing River and suddenly heard a sound in the tomb.

"It’s too early to let go of your heart now."

This voice is old and sarcasm. Shen Qingqiu immediately grabbed the Shuyajian sword, turned over, pressed the Luobing River underneath, sat up himself, the cross sword was in front, and the whole **** was on alert: "Who!"

The blind corpse has long since gone, and the tomb is empty, only the hustle and bustle of the house.

... don't tell him which coffin is in the coffin! He just saw it, almost all dry goods!

The voice said again: "If the old man doesn't want you to see it, you don't want to see it even if you turn over the entire holy tomb."

After listening to two sentences, Shen Qingqiu found that the voice was very familiar, and he had definitely heard it. And not just one sentence.

When the flash of light flashed, he inserted the sword back into the sheath and said: "Since it is a predecessor of the dream, there is no need to pretend to be a ghost."

As soon as the voice fell, an old man appeared in the center of the tomb, dressed in luxurious clothes and looked like an eagle.

He sat on a stone sarcophagus and looked down at Shen Qingqiu: "You still remember the old man."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Remember naturally. Since the predecessors of the demon appeared in front of me, I must be dreaming now."

Before the dream, one can only appear in a dream with a black mist image, but now it can be transformed into a human form. It seems that the body of the Luobing River has recovered very well.

Seeing him is him, Shen Qingqiu has turned his heart. The demon is absolutely standing on the side of the Luobing River. Since he appears, at least it will not harm the Luo Glacier.

Mengmo said: "But you are in trouble, but you are not dreaming."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Can you ask the predecessors of the dream to help, enter the Luobing River dream, wake him up?"

Dreams: "Don't wake up."

Shen Qingqiu wonders: "Why?" Is the brain of Luo Binghe burned out?

The dream magic is faintly authentic: "Can't get in. This kid is now chaotic, a void, a fog, a nightmare. The old man used to encounter this kind of situation only in the dreams of two people. One of them is A person who is seriously ill."

It seems that it is not a good thing to say. Shen Qingqiu patiently asked: "The second?"

"A foolish person."

Shen Qingqiu’s hand holding Shuyajian’s sword tightened tightly.

The dream demon self-concerned: "It is also the kid who should live. In the past five years, the day spent a lot of energy and spirits, and the night of the day to kill his dreams. The old man has taught him that this is tantamount to self-destruction of the gods, he does not There will be such a day sooner or later. In the past seven days, in order to preserve your body, the spiritual power is worn out, and the magic sword is more opportunistic to chaos. Moreover, he still hardly sacred the mausoleum, and confronted the highest-ranking Tianmo bloodline descendants of his own generation."

Shen Qingqiu’s throat was dry, and looked back at the Luobing River, which was lying unconscious in the stone sarcophagus. “Why can’t the seniors wake him up?”

"You can't do anything."

Shen Qingqiu punched him and hugged him back into the coffin.

Dream Magic: "..."

He frowned: "What are you doing?"

Shen Qingqiu answered: "Sleep. Wait to wake up."

Mengmo’s forehead bursts into blue veins: “Do you dare to ignore the old man?”

Shen Qingqiu closed her eyes: "Since the predecessors said that they have nothing to do, of course, I can only wait for myself to wake up and protect him."

The dream devil said: "The sacred mausoleum of this family is very dangerous, and there are two troublesome characters waiting, and you can't protect him by one person."

He is very right, very right.

But now, besides him, who else can protect or say that it will protect the Luobing River?

Shen Qingqiu blinked and sighed: "You can't keep it. How can I say it is my apprentice."

After a long time in the Luobing River, Shen Qingqiu was upset and wondered what it felt like, but one thing is clear: nothing can be said to let Luo Binghe be here.

The dream is cold and cold: "After many years, are you willing to admit that this kid is your apprentice?"

Shen Qingqiu agreed: "It is indeed a long time."

He still waited for the demons to continue to sneer at the yin and yang, but the old man suddenly sighed.

He said: "If this kid can wake up, I will hear you, I don't know how happy it is."

Grandpa, can you not be so embarrassed every sentence!

Shen Qingqiu is covered with black lines. What is "if you can" "can wake up", this life and death unpredictable tone makes him more worried about it!

Meng Meng suddenly angered and screamed loudly: "I am the master of this kid, how many things have he taught him?! Ah?! Through the heavens and the earth, manipulating the human heart! But he just refused to call me a master. 'Predecessors', 'predecessors' are hanging on their lips! You have only taught him some rough and sloppy feet, but he is chasing behind you and crying and shouting called Master! It is really discouraged! ”

He had a sigh of relief early, and now they saw the two men lying in the same coffin. They felt that the picture was glaring, the old eyes were embarrassed, and they were very unhappy and complained.

Shen Qingqiu is not happy, the swordsmanship of the Cangwushan School is a thick and shallow fist? !

Hehehe said: "I am his life mentor."

System certification, Luo Binghe's outlook on life and world values ​​are affected by him.

The dream is like: "Do you know? Why have you been able to give up on him for so many years?"

Shen Qingqiu stunned again. From the point of view of Luo Binghe, this question seems to be nothing wrong.

The dream demon blows his beard and blinks: "If in the dream, the gods will not remove you from the ghosts, and today will not give birth to these incidents." He walked up and down on the stone sarcophagus, violently said: "This kid It was originally a promising plasticity, but when you meet you, you will be so sullen, mother-in-law, crying, but also pretending to be pretending to be in front of you, so it’s cold! According to the old man, you will either do it or you will Killing you, it’s like tossing and screaming, wanting to refuse to greet and say that you are still resting, people are watching and being angry!!”

Shen Qingqiu really wants to cover his ears or sew his mouth.

Dreams are really annoying! ! ! Is it really good to tell this kind of thing in my own life? !

He glanced at the quiet face of Luo Binghe, and his eyes flashed for a moment. He cried and cried... Hey, immediately withdrew his gaze, his cheeks were a bit hot, and it was definitely an illusion!

Shen Qingqiu couldn't bear it: "Can the seniors wake me up?"

There is still resentment in the dream: "Wake up? You don't know how to get out when you wake up."

Shen Qingqiu: "Of course I know. Please tell me the seniors who used the black moon and the rhinoceros to break the boundary."

Dream Road: "The open entrance has been closed."

Shen Qingqiu said: "It may not be possible to open again."

His eyes fell on the sword of the heart of the Luobing River. The entrance that has just been opened once is bound to be weak, and then use the magic sword to make a hollow, maybe it can be opened again!

The dream looked down at him, and he felt in his heart, but he did not care: "This sword may not be used for you."

Of course, he also knows this. Shen Qingqiu secretly gritted his teeth and said: "There is no other way. Always try."

When he woke up, he was still lying in the stone sarcophagus, and the Luobing River was also pressed against him and was held tightly.

Thank goodness, finally, the old demon of the Monster, who is grinding, will let him out!

Shen Qingqiu was about to sit up with a bone, and suddenly, the right leg seemed to pick up something, and he poked **** the inside of his thigh.

Shen Qingqiu thought it was a hilt, and he was absent-minded and reached out. When he first encountered it, the system news suddenly exploded:

[Sweetness +1000┏(┏^q^)┓~~~ Congratulations on achieving "* relationship progress"! ! ! 】

In a flash, Shen Qingqiu became a dry cargo.

"*Relationship progress"? Is it a hairy thing?

He looked down again. This "handle" is really a must.

Tianzhu! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! It is Tianzhu! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Shen Qingqiu murders and then commits suicide!

The wind screamed and danced for a long while, and his palm was shot on his face, comforting himself in his heart: the sun and the moon in the holy tomb, maybe now is the morning outside? ! Normal phenomenon, normal physiological phenomenon!

Will it be eliminated by itself? ! Generally speaking, this is all right!

But it doesn't matter, it seems too pitiful! ! !

Poor and no way, can't help him in this situation? ! ? ! ? !

Pretending not to see that it should be forgiven, right? ! ? ! ? !

correct! After all, there is no obligation for Master to help the disciples to eliminate fire, even if the fire is what he has come out! ! !

Shen Qingqiu pushed the Luobing River up abruptly, and took a palm to the chest and sent a few waves of spiritual power to go in. Although not many, but now he can't output more, how much can be lost.

The rest of the things are ignored! Ignore!

Out of the stone sarcophagus, dragging and pulling all the way, taking the Luobing River to the "end of the East" pointed by the dream magic. After a while, the walls of the tomb began to become damp, the soles of the feet were slippery, and the moss was heavy. It was not easy to stand firm. Shen Qingqiu slowed down and avoided slipping.

Continue to go, not only moss, weed flowers have also emerged, the tomb is gradually widening, the trees on both sides of the high and low sides rise from the ground, the ground is not only slippery, but also the old tree roots entangled, from time to time squatting. The flying insects pass by, and the birds speak. The blue-and-black zenith suddenly rises high, and the crystal white stone inlaid on it is flashing, and it looks like the night sky star curtain.

Although they seem to have the illusion of being in the jungle, they did not go out of the holy tomb, but only came to a special tomb inside the holy tomb.

Each tomb in the sacred mausoleum was designed by the democrats of the past generations for their own lives. It’s strange and varied. Just like an apartment, the tenants move in and the man has a set of roughs, and the rest is of course to decorate the house according to his own preferences. Those who are good at the agency will be biased towards Qimen armor. Familiar with Warcraft, you will raise the guardian monster. Those who are good at herbs will be planted with poisonous flowers and grasses.

The owner of this tomb is obviously the last one. Don't look at these trees, flowers and plants are ordinary, Shen Qingqiu definitely do not want to touch.

He untied his coat and put it on the heads of the two men. He pressed his hand against the waist of the Luobing River and took a cautious step.

The grass leaves move.

Suddenly, the sharp, empty air shone with a cold white light.

Shen Qingqiu made a snap on his left hand, and the sword at the waist was squirted out, and the slamming sound was crossed with the cold sword from the attack. There was still no solution over there, and the second white light came immediately. This time it was directly stabbed in the throat of the Luobing River. Xiuyajian is blocking the first sword, can not recall, can not throw the Luo Glacier, in case of encountering those flowers and plants will be finished!

In a hurry, Shen Qingqiu was slightly wrong, raised his arm and grabbed Jianfeng with his bare hands.

The blade deeply opened the palm of his hand, but he could hold it firmly, but he did not advance another half inch. The blood is not dripping, but splashing, and the clothes on the half of the autumn and the grass on the ground are covered with a layer of bright red.

He finally found out that it was a painful thing to grab the white blade directly with his hand.

Blood light reddened Shen Qingqiu's eyes, he jerked his head and his pupils shrank.

I never imagined that the "small fish" in the mouth of Tianzhu Jun actually refers to these two people.

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