Chapter 101 frankincense

Hong Yu shook his head and sighed, "Well, this speed is far from enough."

It took half a year to break through one heaven, and the demon slayer has a total of 99 heavens. How long will it take to cultivate to the peak? What's more, the last thirty-three days are still castles in the air. You have to rely on enlightenment and opportunities. If you can't understand, you can't break through a double sky after hundreds of years of practice. Now those strong men and ancestors of the Hong family are the best examples. At that time, how to avenge your mother and how to go to the divine world to save your father?

With a slight frown, Hong Yu's heart was a little bitter. However, his mother's soft words floated around him: "Yuer, the most taboo thing about cultivation is to be anxious. It is very rare for you to break through a heavy sky in half a year like this. You know, the ancestors of the Hong family practiced the devil to 66 days, which took countless years. Month. Ha ha, Yuer, believe you for your mother, you are the eagle!"

"Well, Yuer can save it." Hearing this, Hong Yu nodded with a smile and felt a little relieved.

Next to Qianlan heard Qianlan's last sentence, "You are the eagle", but her delicate body trembled gently. For a moment, a strange feeling surged up in her heart again. In the deepest part of her life, there seemed to be a teenager who stood proudly and roared at the sky: "I am the eagle...!"

"Who the hell is that teenager? Is he the teenager in front of him?

"Why, I can't remember what happened at all? Why, there always seems to be something I have lost on the teenager in front of me?

"What kind of thing is that? Why is my heart so empty..."

Looking at the teenager in front of her, Qianlan immediately lowered her beautiful head, her eyes drooped, and fell into this strange feeling again. The long and slightly curly eyelashes flashed smartly, indescribably touching and indescribably pleasing to the eyes.

"Qianlan, Qianlan, what are you thinking? Ha ha, it's amazing that you can be distracted by talking!"

A teenager's voice came to her ear. Qianlan raised her head and bumped into an extremely beautiful little face with a playful smile on her face. Qianlan was slightly stunned, and then put aside the wonderful feeling and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, Qianlan is distracted."

"Hey, next time I'm so distracted, I'll beat your ass." Hong Yu has long been used to being careless in front of Qianlan and joked casually. But how did he know that Qianlan is no longer the ancient sword without human emotions before, but a real human being, a real peerless beautiful girl!

Hearing the word "little fart", Qianlan's jade-like cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly red, and she secretly glanced at him a little anxiously. That look was really amorous.

Unfortunately, Hong Yu didn't notice her little move. He looked into the distance and said, "Qianlan, let me tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Qianlan raised her elegant little face and looked at Hong Yu curiously.

After shaking his head in confusion, Hong Yu turned his eyes back to Qianlan's charming body: "It's really strange. Why, I always feel that you have something I once lost, which seems to be a very important thing. Do you know? At the beginning, when I saw you being caught by the banshee... Oh, the immortal who fell into the ancient coffin, this feeling was particularly strong. At that time, I was almost disiled by this feeling for years.

It turns out that... he also feels this way!

Hearing the words, Qianlan was stunned on the spot and looked at the teenager in front of her. Immediately, something called sweet slowly filled the human heart.

She slightly opened her sexy rosy little mouth and was about to say her feelings, but suddenly flew over a damn big mouse in front of her, fell on Hong Yu's shoulder, blinked a pair of bean-like mouse eyes and shouted, "Squeak, the mouse said, Hong Yu bastard, what doesn't feel? It's disgusting to listen to it. ! The mouse said that this heavenly squire doesn't look very simple. Let's go and explore it.

Qianlan sighed slightly without a trace, and had to swallow the words she said back into her stomach.

"That's right, Xiaoyu, this heavenly wife has become your inner world. We have to fully understand it. At least, we should understand the first layer at present." Arnold, who has always been silent, is also rarely in favor of the dead mouse's suggestion. He will do so. Naturally, it is out of the safety of Hong Yu. The heavenly people are the products before the flood. The origin is too strange and full of mystery. If there is any fierceness, corresponding measures can be taken in the future.

"Well, that makes sense." Hong Yu's mind and Arnold thought together, so he nodded and agreed.

Immediately, Hong Yu's three brothers, together with Qianlan and the general of the village, began to explore in the first layer of the family. Xiuhe and Xiaoyue, two little girls, stayed in place because they were young and had to take care of Sulan.

The heavenly family sacrificed by the heavenly people is similar to the nine-story tower of the Antarctic Jedi. It is composed of nine layers, but the meaning is completely opposite. The nine-story god and demon tower is, to put it bluntly, is a divine and demon mausoleum composed of countless time and space, and even the eighth floor is still the legendary underworld, which is the nature of heaven and earth. Generated. However, the heavenly beings represent the heavenly beings and are man-made beings.

The first floor of the Cangtian's house has an extremely large area. In the mountains, there are pythons and pythons in the mountains. The ancient trees that have survived before the flood and famine are so high that they can hardly see the top of the tree, and the tree poles are so big that they can't see the other edge of the tree pole.

In the forest, there is a smell of ancient times to the extreme, but there are flowers and flowers, which are very gorgeous. These pre-flood flower species in front of us have not even seen them before, let alone call their names.

Next, the people have been flying forward for three days, still full of the mountains before the flood and the ancient trees before the flood.

"Fer fragrance?" The dead mouse on Hong Yu's shoulder suddenly lit up and squeaked, "The mouse said, we seem to have explored right. There are babies!"

After saying that, the dead mouse immediately sucked its nose, closed its eyes, and looked intoxicated.

Yes, there is indeed a faint fragrance in the air, which is refreshing, very comfortable and shocking.

"It seems that there is really something in front of me. It seems that I'm going to get rich." Murong Qi also smiled, and a handsome little face was full of fanaticism. Arnold, carrying a huge black iron sword, stopped flying, stood in the air, and stared blankly in front of him and said, "It's not that we are going to get rich, but our chance has come."

"opportun? What's the opportunity?" Hearing this, Hong Yu and Murong Qi said strangely at the same time, and both of them had excitement on their little faces. For practitioners, an opportunity is much more expensive than the treasures of any city.

But when she saw Qianlan next to her, there was a faint faint faintness on her jade cheeks and whispered, "Because this is... frankincense, do you remember the milk god of Cangtian? Qianlan guessed that the reason why the milk god was called the milk god was not because of her... It was perfect. It should be that her milk was particularly fragrant, and the frankincense here should be related to her. Don't forget how horrible her cultivation was before the flood, so maybe there is really an opportunity waiting for us. Let's go and have a look."

The people did not hesitate and immediately flew forward again. Next to the people, a towering ancient tree from before the flood and famine was so big that they couldn't imagine it. They flew forward for a long time and still haven't flown over it. The tree pole is like an endless wall.

"Squeak, the mouse said, no, why has this frankincense faded? Guangming Laozi, tell me, what the hell is going on? The dead mouse's nose is the most sensitive, standing on Hong Yu's shoulder and spitting human words doubtfully.

Yes, as people fly forward, the frankincense in front of them is getting lighter and lighter.

"Up on top of the tree. Let's fly up and have a look. Hong Yu quickly made a judgment.