Chapter 60 War

"We lived in the heroic gate on the mountain and began to practice. At first, the elder brother and the flower owner's sister did not behave well, so they were always bullied secretly, but when a direct son stopped the flower owner's sister at night, the elder brother felt hot-headed, and then he didn't know anything. Later, I heard that the direct son and his helpers were all dead, and they were full of flesh and blood. It was very big. Although many people wanted to kill their brother, they still didn't investigate for some reason. After that, my brother has been practicing very hard, because I want to protect my sister from being hurt at all.

"Since then, Brother Mo Li has quickly become dazzling and become the object of envy and admiration of countless peers. His cultivation has become higher and stronger. He has always just wanted to protect his sister and has never had any other ideas."

"After a long time, Brother Mo Li has become the most powerful existence of the whole family, and Hua Zhu's cultivation is also very serious. Although he is not as powerful as his brother, he is also the elder of the family. Originally, he thought that life would slowly pass through in peace, but the war with the foreign Sanyi barbarians came without warning. It was also in this war that Brother Mo Li met a woman whose name was Yan Hui, a very beautiful woman. From then on, Brother Mo Li knew that he had practiced Taoism for thousands of years. In addition to his sister, there were still people in the world worthy of his protection. The two became a Taoist couple. Although the war was very cruel, they still had a good time. But later, on the eve of the decisive battle, Yan Hui secretly tampaged his brother, and then three Sanyi barbarian masters at the same level took action, and his brother was not the enemy. But in the end, he died... and died at the hands of Yan Hui... But until his death, his brother did not have any hatred for Yan Hui in his heart, but was told by the Yan Hui girl in person that Yan Hui was an undercover spy of the foreign Sanyi barbarians who had sneaked into my heroic family, and finally lured my brother into the ambush and siege she had designed for a long time... The elder brother fell, and the flower owner's sister and the clan of our whole small tribe also fell at this time... Originally, we should have disappeared. The lost killed were not qualified to return to the Giant Spirit Mountain, but somehow we survived. In this capacity, we lived in this Giant Spirit Mountain for a long time. yue." Ying Moli's voice was low and his story was very slow and careful. There was a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth, but he was slightly ridiculed, as if he had thought of many things in those years. The flower owner held his legs and never spoke quietly, but his eyes fell on Ying Moli's brother and never moved away.

"But we are dead. We died countless years ago. I am no longer Mo Li... And you are no longer the flower owner... We have got rid of the imprisonment of the huge spiritual blood of the Ying family and are no longer isolated, but my brother's complete memory makes me unable to let go and accept the flower owner. I hope you can understand this. ."

The flower owner smiled and wanted to cry, but there was no tear dripping down. "I know, Brother Mo Li is so strange today. Why do you want to say these things? I have told them many times. I have become much better now, and I don't stick to Brother Zhu anymore."

Ying Moli shook his head gently when he heard the words, with a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth, stretched his arms, took her into his arms in the surprised eyes of the flower owner, took a deep breath, and said, "There is a difference. Whether it is Ying Moli or the creatures produced by Ying Moli's blood seeds, they have completely disappeared just now. From then on, I don't want to be any more fetters.

Hearing this, the flower owner's face bloomed with a beautiful smile and joy. In the depths of her jade arm, she was surrounded by Brother Mo Li. She has been waiting for this hug for countless years.

Ying Moli's eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, showing a faint pain, but then he was hidden by him, holding the flower owner in his arms quietly and enjoying a kind of stability that he had never had before.

"Brother Mo Li, you must have found your thoughts a long time ago, and you suppressed yourself like me? As for Yan Hui, do you really like her... or just see her as a substitute... We are all stupid." The flower owner slowly shook his head and said silently.

As time goes by, the two people by the lake are silent and the atmosphere is gentle. Although they have never spoken, they seem to be extremely natural and harmonious. It seems that they have been deeply branded into this world and will never dissipate. Ying Moli's face was pale and his body was translucent, but there was a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he could not detect the pain in his body at all.

The flower owner raised his head and looked attached, "Brother Mo Li, we have been entangled for countless years. Anyway, you can't throw me away. If you leave alone, we will always be together. In any case, we will never be separated."

Ying Moli frowned and shook his head to open his mouth, but was blocked by a pair of jade hands. At this moment, Qianqian's ten fingers are almost transparent, with the light blood-colored energy running in it, and the speed is slow to the extreme, as if it will stop the next moment.

"Brother Mo Li is late. He has made a decision, and he must not be able to change his current state." The flower owner smiled and said.

Ying Moli's complex face, then shook his head, showing relief, and whispered, "In this case, let us never be separated again."

The voice is low and slowly dissipates. The lake trembled, and then evaporated and dissipated like a drop of water under the scorching sun, revealing the dark ground. The bamboo building collapsed, collapsed and dissipated, blending into the void. The bamboo forest swayed, suddenly bloomed, and then dried and sprinkled the fallen bamboo leaves. The bamboo poles were yellow, and melted away in the wind and drifted away.

In fact, there is no lake here, no bamboo forest, bamboo tower, just because the flower owner once said countless years ago that her dream life is to plant a bamboo forest by a small lake, cover the bamboo building, fish on a sunny day, and listen to the wind on a rainy night. Ying Moli kept in mind that although she could not accompany her fishing or watch the rain and listen to the wind, she still wanted to arrange the environment of her dream.

In the snuggle, the figures of Ying Moli and Yinghua suddenly dispersed and turned into a cloud, rolling and entangled, and they will never be separated from each other.

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In the giant spirit mountain, the clouds are like the wind and fire, constantly tearing the space, twisting and teleporting, and slaughtering the blood soul. At this time, it has rushed into the bamboo garden to pursue the most powerful blood soul...

Bamboo branches, bamboo leaves and bamboo poles rang, and the clouds of disaster were integrated into the space and slowly raised their heads. In the end, the most powerful blood soul of Ying Moli was swallowed up and integrated into the body. It should be able to successfully survive the wind and fire disaster and reshape the pure and flawless blood body of the Yingshi giant spirit clan.

"Human boy, you are not dead yet, you have chased me to my territory!" Simply opened, calm and indifferent, with gentle eyes, but there is uncontrollable excitement and bloodthirsty. "Just now, I have devoured the blood soul of my sister flower owner. My strength has reached the peak, and you have devoured the endless blood soul of the giant spirit mountain and is crossing the wind and fire. I need your soul and body to be reborn and come back to the world. Between, you will return to freedom forever, and you need to devour my blood soul to replenish your strength, and finally cross the disaster to reshape the bloodline of the giant spirit clan. Since none of us can live alone, only by devouring one of them can the other continue to survive, then let's fight thoroughly!"

"Okay, none of us have a choice. Either I die or you die. In the end, only one person can leave this giant spirit mountain alone." Yun Yiyang's body seems to be immortal. Life is like wax in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time. Knowing that the battle is urgent, the answer is more simple, direct and clean.