Chapter 1099 That glance-- 3

The woman's heart was tingling, but her face was still expressionless. She was numb to everything in the world, which gradually turned the man's smile into gloomy and slowly twisted. He grabbed the woman's neck, and the blue veins on his arm bulged, stared at the woman.

"Bunch, I am the third prince of the underworld. It is impossible for me to have everything I want. You bitch has humiliated me for thousands of years. Your escape has made me a joke in the underworld, and it is known by the other three real worlds.

You bitch, do you know how serious this matter is? If you just run away from marriage, it's okay. I can understand the shyness of your little daughter's family, but you know a barbarian in that barbarian land, and even sacrificed your life for her. For her, you almost really die, you bitch. !" As the man spoke, his expression became more and more distorted. He grabbed the woman's neck, making the woman seem to be breathless, but her eyes were still indifferent, looking at the man numbly, as if hiding sarcasm and saying nothing.

"I don't talk, right? How much energy did I spend to bring you back to life? I'm going to beg my father to save you. I want to live. I want to be good to ** you. I want you to know what a big mistake you made in those years!!

If the barbarian dies, it's okay, if..."

"He won't die!" The woman hoarsely opened her mouth, and her numb expression turned into indifference, looking at the third prince of the true world of the Pluto in front of her.

With a crack, the handsome man laughed and slapped the woman. His behavior was seen by more than a thousand monks in the True Real World around him, but no one spoke, and he chose to avoid his eyes one by one.

"Haha, you finally spoke. Don't you die? I really want him not to die. I hope he is alive, because I will find him, and I will let you enjoy it in pain in front of him." The handsome man's eyes showed the evil meaning, and the desire burned in his eyes.

"If you are not afraid of the curse of the underworld, I won't resist." The woman opened her mouth faintly, and the place where she was slapped in the face gradually recovered and recovered as usual.

As soon as she said, the man immediately looked distorted and stared at the woman.

"The curse of the underworld, this your father and even your whole ethnic group, when he died, paid the curse turned into a soul to protect you. It can't protect you for a lifetime. Since I can let my father destroy your whole clan, I can let my father erase your curse.

He has promised me that as long as I can reach the cultivation of the palm, I can fulfill one of my wishes. My wish is you. After absorbing your yin, I can activate the power of my blood. I really didn't expect that you who woke up can nourish the underworld!" When the man smiled and opened his mouth, he grabbed the woman's chin, gently leaned his face over, and blew in the woman's ear.

"Wait for me. The day is very fast. Since you said he is not dead, I will find him. Don't worry, I will." When the man laughed and shook his right hand and threw the woman's face to the right, his dragon rushed into the whirlpool of the starry sky in a roar.

The woman's face was thrown to one side and thrown away together. A drop of tears that the man could not see disappeared in the whirlpool. Together, she was brought into the real world of Daochen and flew to nothingness. I don't know where to go.

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"Is it raining?" Su Ming raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky here was blue, as if it existed in another world. Beside him, there was Taoism and Taoization, and in front of him, it was a towering altar.

It was very quiet here, and there was no sound at all. After coming here, Sang, who came with them did not pay attention to the three of them, but sat cross-legged on the edge of the altar, like a guard, sitting there silently with his eyes closed.

A drop of rain fell on Su Ming's face. The rain came from the sky, just a drop, along Su Ming's cheek and scratched his lips, making Su Ming feel a bitter smell.

In this world, sometimes, there are some things, even as a monk, can't understand and know the existence, such as rain and tears, which look indistinguishable, but in fact, in the mouth, you can feel the lightness of rain and the astringency of tears.

It's just that everyone has tears, but even if the monk is unimaginable, it is difficult to know who the tears belong to through tears.

There may be some cultivations that can do this, but Su Ming can't.

"It's not rain, it's a tear." Su Ming looked at the sky and couldn't see any figure. This was a drop. Somehow, he was accidentally thrown here with tears.

It seems that there is such a force in the dark that makes it find Su Ming. Otherwise, why did the tears come here? Otherwise, why did the tears fall on Su Ming's face, making him feel the bitterness and astringency in it.

"Whose tears... Maybe it's her..." Su Ming lowered his head. Outside this morning retreat, what came to his mind was not the identity of hesitation, but a... He thought he had forgotten, but in fact, he was deeply buried in his soul, which often appeared when he was a teenager, but now he already had It hasn't come for thousands of years, muttering in my ear.

"Brother...Brother..."

"My sister." Su Ming's eyes fell on the altar in front of him. Perhaps there was Dao Chen's retreat. In Su Ming's memory, he learned that the girl who muttered to his brother was eventually taken away. It is said that she was sent to Dao Chenzong.

Feeling the bitterness that is still hidden on his lips, Su Ming thought of the memory, when his soul was still on me, the darkness in his memory, and the girl in his ear, accompanied by the voice for many years.

With that brother, Su Ming thought he had forgotten, but how could he forget?

Standing here silently, Su Ming can't tell what his mood is. All kinds of signs have shown that there is no room for him to question again. This morning... is Su Xuanyi!!

And the sister in my memory, the daughter of the second generation of the barbarian god, the woman who grew up with him, was also wanted to leave by Daochen, that is, by Su Xuanyi.

Su Ming was silent. He didn't know what the little girl meant to Su Xuanyi, and he didn't know why. Su Xuanyi wanted to do this in those years. Su Ming hoped that this was a mistake in his own cognition.

"Taoization, step on the altar!" On the altar, Sang opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Su Ming's side. Among the three highnesses, including Su Ming, he was a middle-aged man called Daohua.

The spirit of Taoism was shocked, and there was excitement in his expression. He took a step forward. After bowing deeply to the altar, he looked fanatical and revered, and walked towards the altar step by step, lest that walking fast would make people feel disrespectful.

Until he walked to the altar, suddenly, his whole body shook, and his figure was blurred in an instant, but in just a few breaths, it became clear here. His face showed ecstasy, and his whole body flashed brightly. The flourishing lotus formed nine huge lotus flowers in his body. Surrounded by it, his cultivation was actually at this From the great perfection of the previous position, it directly condensed the disaster moon, and the sudden fragmentation of the disaster moon suddenly appeared!

"Thank you, thank you!!" Daohua immediately knelt on the altar and kowtowed several times in a row. The excitement and fanaticism of his expression reached the extreme, as if at this moment, as long as the closed ancestor of Daochen had a will, he could execute it without hesitation.

After kneeling and kowtowed, with fanaticism, Daohua immediately retreated respectfully. When he returned to Su Ming, his expression was full of excitement. It seemed that even Su Ming would not make him feel much threat at this moment, especially the strange light flashed in his eyes, and there were faint runes. This was him just now. What he didn't have before he set foot on this altar. Obviously, when he saw the ancestor this time, he not only got the opening of the flourishing lotus, but also the rapid progress of cultivation, but also other creations.

"Dao Lin!" The mulberry sat cross-legged on the altar and opened his mouth faintly.

Dao Lin looked solemn, and it was hard to hide his excitement, but it was much better than Dao Hua. At this moment, he took a deep breath, took a big step, and stepped on the altar step with a special cold air on his body. At the moment he stood firmly on the altar, Su Ming immediately saw that Dao Lin's body trembled the same

The blurred time is beyond Taoism. After more than ten breaths, his figure recovered from this blur. The cold mold in his eyes dissipated and was replaced by strong fanaticism and excitement. His cultivation broke out at this moment, and his cultivation had reached the disaster of the sun. At this moment, under this explosion, the sun was broken in an instant It cracked and turned into rain and sprinkled on his whole body. When the water of the sun fell, the Taoist priest looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the cultivation in his body soared. Unexpectedly... he stepped directly from the sun to the ranks of power and became a strong man in the palm!!

In his long roar, the sound of click came from his body. Not only did his cultivation have improved rapidly, but even his body became strong. The light of the flourishing lotus flashed, and twelve surrounding lotus flowers suddenly appeared around him.

"Thank you, my ancestors!!" Dao Lin looked excited and knelt on the ground like that Daohua. After kowtowing nine times, he got up and bowed to Sang's fist. Then with excitement and surprise, his eyes flashed more complex runes than those in Daohua's pupils and returned to Su Ming.

"Daokong..." Sang's eyes fell on Daokong, with a fleeting kindness in his eyes. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it. What you can see is just as calm as water.

Su Ming raised his head, looked at Sang, and walked forward silently. There was no Taoist fanaticism, no Taoist seemingly serious, but hidden excitement. Su Ming walked forward calmly.

No one understands how complicated... and nervous he is at this moment.

This anxiety is not fear, not fear, but a kind of unspeakable thought when we haven't seen our father since birth, and many years later... when we meet each other.

As anxious and complicated, not only Su Ming, but also in the space connected to the altar, sitting there cross-legged, looking at the figure of a rattle in front of him.

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I'm very satisfied with today's third update. Although some of the suspense is very shameless... But there is not enough space to finish it, but Ergen will still be the third update tomorrow. Today is five consecutive days. Not counting last month, Ergen is two consecutive days. I want to continue to three days or even longer. Tomorrow, he !!!

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