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All attributed to flat silence, that this picture together with the breath dissipate, suspended in the void volume silk landed in front of Xiao Chen.
Tears fell from his eyes, Xiao Chen slowly open eyes, eyes filled with sorrow intended. This all happened in the picture he does not know the reason, that the demise of numerous monks and he is not the slightest relationship, but I do not know why, his whole person very sad, resigned hearts full of unyielding faith.
"For us the monks must not forget!"
Mouth humming, come to a firm meaning xiaochen face, although I do not know which exactly what kind of hidden secret, but his heart birth firm belief, even if destroyed, even if not into reincarnation, even Shanie the sky, but also get all these clear!
Why is there such a catastrophe before the war long years? It called on the group how exist? That wound endless monks Bloodvine What kind of people? It appeared in the sky of the arm, where they come from?
Xiao Chen felt that he touches like a hidden secret of the ages, this one filled with sorrow, full of catastrophe, covered the killings, but his mind is not the slightest fear. Because for us the monks must not forget! What can not be forgotten that, Xiao Chen does not know, but he believed that with the lifting strength, and slowly discover, that one day he would find out everything all.
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The depths of the mainland, at a hill, the old man locked chains, fell silent.
At the moment, this old man suddenly looked up, revealing the excitement of color in the dim eyes, eyes like penetrating space.
"His Holiness Ling Yu breath, many years, His Holiness has forgiven mistakes do one of my veins, come back distraction tribe in charge."
Zhuolei slipped old cheeks, under that hideous scar, but it is a bit more desolate atmosphere.
"The old lady kept waiting, finally we saw the tribe, all worth it, worth it."
Voice floating, as wild ghost crying, sad broken human intestinal.
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Road down from the top of the hook riding a donkey, holding flagon, from time to time to drink a sip, even in this crisis-ridden continent, but still conceal it free and easy tolerance.
Bogut trailing Master light to escape later, looking cautious, but its deep eyes, but it is to conceal lighted. After a few days time, that mountains colorful glass fruit has finally arrived, if not here in body, this old guy can not help but fear is already refining the spot.
Cheerful small donkey walking back from time to time to discuss on a wine, flattered really comfortable.
In just such a small donkey aimlessly, led by his party but it is a dangerous one and ban easily escape, not that far from seasoned said hook depends on cultivation rampage.
When the two men a donkey across a creek, which avoid killing ban, a small donkey is eye-catching, hoof falling faster, "blah" cheerful ran forward to go to.
Hook from seasoned virtual squint eyes instantly opened, whispered muttering:? "Finally I have good things to say what vision you do not brothers so high, some obviously very good baby, you're not pointing our charge, this is not What a waste. "
Bogut showing hi Italy, which is why he is willing to cooperate with the reasons hook from the Road, the cover because he is really extraordinary that donkey, donkey or treasure hunt can be called more appropriate, any hidden treasures no matter how deep it can be found, and spiritual sense keen sense of danger is clear, easy to follow later will be able to avoid all obstacles.What's more, although the little donkey-color, but it is an insight into Bogut had its Vaillant, rage, war may not fall mid monks! If careful to say, both of them a donkey in the way this little donkey most powerful.
Bogut hook from seasoned but with old acquaintances, have a little donkey verbally asked him where to get. But not always serious old guy is very tough, not only makes no reference to the matter, and later warned Bogut also never ask again. What is this little donkey hides no secret, for fear that the world is only seasoned with this donkey hook from his mind clear.
Bogut shook his head, pressing the minds of the idea, a moment before the trip, stopped in front of a giant tree.
It called giant trees, but it is deserved. I do not know how long years in front of tree growth, lush canopy shrouded in a radius of hundreds, thick root system exposed as a section of wing ferocious dragon in general.
Thick trunk of Baizhang Baizhang high, canopy shrouded, giving a very high-handed to the visual impact.
Now that the donkey was standing under a tree, back and forth, between surprise and somewhat restless intended.
Hook from the Road looking slightly changed, along thousands of years, he had never seen such a reaction donkey, a move the current figure dropped to the ground and his eyes looked to the top of this cautious trees.
Bogut tied to their eyes is exposed somewhat odd color, so old trees, this is perhaps the only strange land will be there.
After a while, they look back, brow slightly Yizhou foes, was actually not aware of the slightest strange place.
Upon seeing the little donkey suddenly anxious "Hey Hey ah ah" barking, revealing a hook stunned the seasoned eyes from Italy, speechless said: "What, you say there are things in your hometown, how is it possible?"
Old guy suddenly pale, his eyes widened, before looking at the trees, looking for a while volatile.
Bogut silence, a small donkey origins of surprise which point he had been speculation that hometown thing, surely very simple.
"Bogut fellow, and you back, my hand will be to find out the hidden things here."
Chen Sheng Road from the hook opening, dignified voice.
Bogut nod, escape flash of light, shadow exit Baizhang outside.
Hook from the Road dignified look, at the moment mouth biting fingertips, instantly out of bright red blood, condensed into an Occult Blood, flashing a strange luster. Old man point finger off, quickly spread on that trunk, complex lines painted round after round, one gradually Rune strange.
Finishing touches completed this rune hook from the mouth of a seasoned Di: "! Borrow"
With a Di, the bright red trunks that suddenly burst into endless Rune Blood Mountain, and quickly spread, clouds over the entire tree trunk, making this ancient whole grain bathed in the carnage. Suddenly, in one of the branches, suddenly emit some kind of strange fluctuations, Blood Mountain is like that attracted general, fast unto branches that unite away, turned into a ball-shaped blood pupa, one of a shrinking, as if something gave birth.
Kacha.
After the number of interest, this blood pupae fragmentation, a whole body gold, fist-sized adult golden bell hanging branches, with shaking breeze, emitting a jingle bell ringing sound. It contains a bell sound like some kind of magic, spread in the air, far spread as if to summon some kind of sink into existence}} visit the most fast sleep.Heard the bell sporadic, that donkey screamed, but it is implied meaning endless horror.
After the hook hear from seasoned complexion instantly become extremely ugly, who lodged a flash of light, mouth burst drink: "!! Make haste to go out of here."
Although Bogut know why, but seeing that look like seasoned off the hook, but also the hearts of a bitter conflict.
They roared away from a donkey.
Rear, that trees in this tone, shedding the leaves yellow, cyan branches dry rot, vitality instantly reversed into a rich atmosphere of death.
When the last withered leaves, trees thoroughly corrupt, just like a hideous skeleton, distribute endless wicked and wild atmosphere.
The ground began to tremble violently. A frail old shriveled palm, suddenly break open the soil, then that is the grim horror head, wearing long been rotten rags.
A mummy out from the ground, standing above ground, issued raging upward roar.
The surrounding land, between rolling, dense and numerous road shadow shake stand.
Upper and lower body decayed foes, but in this mummified body, but it exudes energy fluctuations tyrannical. This volatility was not magic, but the breath of death.
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