"Over the years, I have also entrusted friends from Yan Yang Xian Guo and Zi Xuan Xian Guo to look for you, and there is no news."
Feng Zi Yi said, "After the second parting, the king of Yuanzuo County showed crazy revenge, besieged and searched for all the monks in the night, and my master and I were hiding and fleeing."
"In the process of escape, I stumbled into an ancient relic and practiced in isolation for thousands of years before I had to escape."
"Master and I heard that Grandpa was based in the magic field, so we thought about gathering the remnant night staff and taking everyone with us."
"But the king of Yuanzuo County has set up a trap to attract me and the master to show up."
"It’s the king of Yuanzuo County again!"
Su Mo looked cold, and the murder in his eyes passed away. He gnashed his teeth and said, "Thousands of years have passed, and he is really the ghost!"
This matter Su Mo just thought about Bai Yuanzuo’s intentions.
In those days, Yuan Zuo County King was rescued from Juelei City under the nose of Yuan Zuo County King, and Yuan Zuo County King was responsible for it, so his status as Qingyun County King was abolished.
Now, although Yuanzuo has the name of the county king, his status, status and potential are far from being comparable.
He thought about catching the wind purple clothes and luring the wind to show up, just to make amends and sit back in Qingyun County’s throne for thousands of years without giving up.
"What happened later?"
Sumo asked
The wind purple clothes said, "Later, the master took me to deus ex but also suffered heavy losses. These injuries were left over from the First World War."
On the night of burial, the true fairy coughed violently and gasped, "I’m getting old."
Later things don’t have to ask Su Mo to guess.
Yuan Zuo, the king of the county, lost the encirclement and suppression, and the Great Jinxianguo sent out Jueying and other dozens of true immortals to hunt down Feng Ziyi, just in case of loss.
Yuan Zuo, the king of the county, is now commanding and mobilizing these true immortals. Behind them, it must be the strong king of the Great Jinxian Kingdom.
On the night of burial, the true fairy’s eyes were turbid and he laughed and sighed with emotion, "I didn’t expect the old man to kill several powerful opponents for many years and finally fell into the hands of a group of fairy successors."
There is a trace of unwillingness and sadness in the tone of the true fairy on the night of burial.
Su Mo looked at the white-haired old man who was lying in bed and had run out of oil and lamps. He couldn’t help but recall the emperors in the desolate mainland and the magnificent ancient times!
At present, the old man is the emperor who founded the hidden killing door for eternity!
This old man was once the Emperor of Thunder, the Emperor of Knife, the Emperor of Sword and the Emperor of Buddha in Ren Huang. He told the story of the rise of Terran and the nine fierce wars on the battlefield, saying that he would create a brilliant and prosperous time for Terran!
And now the hero is humiliated in his late years and has fallen here.
Su Mo’s heart is stirred with an injustice that can’t be calmed for a long time!
He felt a feeling of tightness in his chest and couldn’t help taking a breath. He suddenly got up and left the chariot, his face was cold, and he looked at the distance and kept silent.
Not long after, the ink in the carriage next to it leaned out and looked at Su Mo and said softly, "I’m going back. Do you want to send them to the magic domain?"
"Well …"
Su Mo absent-minded should be a.
Mo Qing pondered a little and suddenly said, "Come with me and I’ll tell you something."
Two people jump carriage, purple Xuan fairy kingdom, etc. The body-guards go far away, so they take out a picture from the bag and pass it to Su Mo.
Moqing said, "Since you are going to send them to the magic domain, please help me send this painting to Huangwu."
"good"
Sue ink nod should be ready to put away.
Mo Qing asked, "Don’t you look at it?"
"Can I see it?"
Sue leng one.
Moqing said, "Of course, but you know him so well that you can help me see if the painting is like it."
Su Mo slowly unfolded this picture in accordance with the words.
The face is painted with a purple-robed man, with his black hair fluttering and dancing, his hands on his back, his tall figure and a silver mask on his face.
Those eyes are mysterious and deep with a trace of indifference.
I have to say that in terms of painting alone, this painting has vividly depicted Wudao Zun almost perfectly.
It is true that Mo Qing has seen Wu Daozun several times and can complete such a painting fairy title with memory.
Even the unique temperament of budo Zun Shen is reflected in the painting.
"very similar"
Su Mo nodded and put away the picture scroll, saying, "The teacher elder sister has a heart."
Although he promised, he didn’t intend to give this painting to Wu Daozun.
He has seen this painting, which means that Wu Daozun has seen it. Naturally, there is no need to reinvent the wheel and hand it over to Wu Daozun.
At Su Mo, Mo Qing complained a little, saying, "It’s also your fault. I’ve been looking for you many times a few years ago, but you can’t avoid it."
"If you can tell me more about friendship in the wilderness, this painting can be done better."
"But now this painting is only a figure, but it lacks a lot of charm."
Sumo silence
"When I’m gone, go back to the hospital if nothing happens after you send them away."
Moqing said, "You have a jade book, which has been exposed to the outside and you may encounter danger."