Gray-white fills the sky over this desert, Yu Ling gradually becomes better, and his control over his body is strengthened, like a wandering work of art, finally returning to his own stage.
In front of Yu Ling was a long knife half-inserted into the soil. She then held the simple knife in her hand and quietly waited for the enemy's sudden murderous intention. The opponent became more and more excited as he fought, four hammers bombing in a disorderly manner in the surrounding area. The cane hit his back suddenly and coldly. Yu Ling showed a silent endurance to the pain.
Victory, for the victory I want.
Crazy laughter echoed around Yu Ling. He kept his willpower focused and could not be in a daze, distracted, or attracted by the opponent's rhythm. Otherwise, he would have no chance to parry the opponent's thunderous strike. Some of the timing of the cane whipping was completely unaware of him, and some of the timing was that he was aware of it but had no time to react. Only a few times, he chose to endure it after weighing the pros and cons.
Their fighting style is very strange. They seem to be going all out, but in fact every attack is defensive, and the defensive meaning is stronger. Neither of them knew the gap between them. It was already impossible to get a fatal blow under such cautious conditions, so they could only waste their time and wait until the other party was exhausted to fight with the bayonet.
"It's really cold today." Mei Hong was drowsy and didn't fall asleep. He was so tired, but this fatigue did not make him feel guilty and tired. Instead, it only added to his thoughts. He put on clothes and went outside the tent, lighting a lantern. Warm incense was burning inside, and the censors were busy around the campfire.
"Little Ancestor, your medicine."
"Hey, father-in-law, please sit down and chat with me." Mei Hong was sleepy and tired, and couldn't lift her energy. He moved a small stool, holding hot soup in his hand, with disheveled hair, stars in his eyes, and the eunuch with a palm print handed over the medicine. Hey, he took a sip along the rim of the cup and frowned slightly. He was wearing a plain white dress with a red edge that made it look like a haggard flower in the night.
"Thank you for your hard work. This is not a place of right and wrong. Do you want to hide?"
"It's strange to say the least. I just want to talk to you two. I always feel that they have what I want."
"Is it important?" The father-in-law stepped forward and rubbed Hongmei's white palms. "Holding your hand, you are always by your side. That's what His Highness the Crown Prince told the old minister back then. I didn't know what it meant before, but later His Highness fell ill. You love to put your hand in my palm."
"Your Highness's body and bones have been completely worn out in the past few years. I don't know when he will be full again." Mei Hong read softly, word by word, and the beads fell onto the jade plate, crisp and exquisite.
"Ahhhh, ahhh~
"My dear, go quickly. Let's talk more next time we meet.
"This love, that fate, how come we stay together forever, it is so unattainable.
"I can't write, the whole city is full of storms, and I'm jealous of the beautiful style.
"Ahhhh, ahhh~"
Mei Hong leaned on the eunuch's chest and slowly fell asleep.
The censors put away their pens, and the tent was warmed by the fire. When the kind elder nodded, all the formations present were dismissed.
This era always urges you to quickly become a person who resists the tripod. I don’t know how far you can grow.
The beauty is indescribable on a good day, and the moon's shadow is mottled.
A leaf, it comes from that tree.
"Old shopkeeper."
"I haven't seen the Spirit Master for a long time. I didn't expect to see someone like you in this desolate land."
"Yeah, I never thought that I could get so many surprises here." The light element sat down and took the tea made by the palm print eunuch. The golden light on his body condensed into an arc. He didn't say much, "I I didn’t go to the Tiangong guy. The water in the Eternal Temple is too deep. I have never been able to figure out what happened to the Lord of the Underworld. The Niedu battlefield is his home field. I shouldn’t have stepped in, but there are things in the hidden rules of the spaceship. , it doesn’t seem that simple.”
"It's already clear that you can come to see me. You just need a confirmation. But as far as I'm concerned, you never consider the consequences when you do things. How can I say too much about your nameless state now? This road, Whether you are walking by yourself or watching from the sidelines, you have to wait for him to pack up, wait for the salt water to be used, wait for the body to recover, wait for the dust to fall to the ground, wait for the right time. You are always waiting to enter the market at the most suitable time. This is the best character of a hunter, but the heart of a young man has become rotten. Do you know why Yu Ling responded to every call in Fang Mo?
"Because he is stupid. He is so stupid that everyone thinks he is stupid. He plays such a good card like this. What does he do for food? But just because he is cute and stupid, and his personality charm is revealed by his stupidity, there is never anyone around him. Without a like-minded person, three religions, nine schools, all over the world, and the background of various brands, can you say that he is really stupid with such methods?
"I don't know how the inheritance sequence of Jiufang Pavilion was cultivated, but as a direct lineage of the overlord force, the products will definitely not be bad. You and he were side by side when they were not born, and it is natural for you to be familiar with him now. After all, Jiufang The establishment of the [Dark Pavilion] was closely related to your father, but it was later taken over by Fengyun and changed to [Hengming].
"There is no need to talk about these past events. You can just be more moderate. It has the appearance of generations, the pattern and determination of genius. I am old, and I only hope that the new generation will have better children. In this way, I am happy with my destiny. "
The palm print eunuch chattered, but the light element did not respond.
The first generation is affected by personality and growth environment, and the second generation is limited by habits and resources and cannot truly exert the power of [rationality]. This is the so-called [under the altar]. Only the third generation This situation will only be improved when the time comes. Therefore, regardless of whether the light element can listen to these words now, it will be beneficial in the future. This is also the reason why Tianjiao follows the good:
There are almost no bottlenecks in their promotion. They can draw inferences from one instance, draw parallels from analogies, turn corruption into magic, and empathize with others. With these abilities combined with enough experience, it is only a matter of time before they become independent.
Of course, the crow priest fell from the grapefruit tree and came here not just to listen to a conversation. Even if there is no relationship between them, why would the old man say these things?
"Old shopkeeper, may I take the liberty to ask, His Royal Highness, your name is Tan Qi."
The wood burned shorter and shorter, but the fire became more and more fierce. Mei Hong opened her eyes with warmth, as uneasy as a child. She raised her eyes and had no interest in understanding the elements. She coughed and continued to practice with her eyes closed. The old eunuch thought for a moment. Shaking his head, "You are not involved, and you don't need to understand."
