Chapter 441, former lover, today's love and hate

The small action of the Li family that interfered with the front-line logistics supply had been turned out in the first month of the loss of the blood city, and it was obvious that some people were secretly adding fuel. In almost a day or two, the public opinion of the whole blood mountain and the blood city was unfavorable to Li.

At that time, the angry mortals and the angry Blood City monks almost shouted every day to get the culprit, and let the Blood Ridge hand over the Li clan related to this matter, but it was useless. Zhu Sansan directly ordered to open the outer defense boundary of the Blood Spirit Ridge, so that the noisy eight monks could come in and take people by themselves. As a result, no eight sect practitioners dared to easily step into the Blood Spirit Ridge. The three elders of Blood Soul did not say anything. The Blood Spirit High Priest did not say anything. Who dared to take a blood soul clan? It is tantamountable to a whole The Bloody Mountains declared war.

Zhu Peng's two masterpieces, one destroys the world and kills the seven-digit insect and beast creatures from top to bottom, and the other is mixed with a murderous pure power to scare away tens of thousands of wild beasts who are deadlocked with the eight masters. Such a horrible combat power, even the wild ancient beasts from a foreign country know that they are afraid, not to mention a A shrewd immortal.

So this matter has been put on file, but the specific results have always been arguing. Today, the east wind overwhelms the west wind, and tomorrow the west wind overwhelms the east wind. It's not that Zhu Sansan likes to quarrel with the eight monks, but in front of the bloody three elders and the high priest who are not really exposed, no one can make a decision on this ** issue. It's settled.

Once the Li family in the Blood Spirit Ridge is convicted, it will cause tens of thousands of mortal deaths, hundreds of millions of spiritual stones to lose money, and hundreds of monks are damaged or even killed. Obviously, a lot of blood is needed to wash away. If there is no enough person enough to suppress the table, who dares to mess up the clan of Li Zhe, the poisonous dragon, don't Forget that even if he is defeated by Zhu Peng, the poisonous dragon Li Zhe is still the only master of building the foundation and the highest combat power at present.

After six months of time, finally when Zhu Sansan and the eight monks were about to quarrel about to spit blood on this topic, Zhu Peng, the high priest of the Blood Mountain, broke through the barrier. No matter how powerful and profound he is, after all, he is just a gas refiner. The time limit of closure will not last for several years or even decades. The total life of an ordinary gas refining monk is.

After getting out of the customs, in the face of the problem that troubled countless people in front of him, the bloody high priest smiled gently, and then spit out the words that made all the Li clan present despair. Since you choose, you have to carry it. Everyone must be responsible for their choice. No need to hesitate, kill." This is exactly: "One word will make tens of thousands of people fall, and the bloody rain will become a river." This is the terrible domineering of those who are in charge of the life and death of millions of life and death.

In a word, a word of killing, the Li family, which has been rooted in the blood for hundreds of years, has not only disappeared, but also declined completely. They, who were already difficult to gain an advantage at the high-end power level, were once again completely squeezed out of the middle and high-level of the blood clan, and it was difficult for the other two practitioners who were close to plead for mercy on this topic, facing the tired and bloody when the ninth level of blood was destroyed. Who doesn't think that the Li family has done too much this time? .

Under Zhu Peng's words, the whole Li family fell into pain and crying. The six-month-long wait was not a torture for them. Everyone knew that being stabbed to death was far easier than being cut by a blunt knife.

Standing on an attic in the Blood Spirit Ridge, looking at Li's settlement covered by the steam of water, Zhu Peng gently picked up a cup of fragrant tea with green smoke. He seemed to hear the cry from Li's residence in the distance. He smiled gently, and then seemed to whisper inadvertently: "Most people have their own desires. It brought a terrible disaster to myself, but when the disaster came and I couldn't get what I asked for, I scolded everything with an innocent face. It's really... disgusting." After saying that, drink tea.

"Dong Dong Dong" A young and beautiful waitress came in after a polite notice. She bowed to Zhu Peng and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Li is looking for you. Do you want to see her?"

After a long meditation, Zhu Peng slowly put the teacup in his hand on the wooden table beside him. "A beautiful person like a white lily, are you going to step into the mud in this world after all?" He muttered in a low voice. After a while, Zhu Peng responded, "Let her come in." As he spoke, Zhu Peng took out a thick pile of information and threw it on the wooden table.

The girl came in and did not dress up carefully. Li Shishi was still just the usual plain white dress. Fortunately, she knew that she was here to ask for help, so she held a bunch of beautiful white flowers and white lilies in her slender jade hand.

Looking at the girl who pushed the door in front of her, she looked at each other, but she was unspeakably embarrassed. When she came, she was very anxious and confused, so much that she ignored the wind and rain outside. Although she was protected by Zhenyuan, she would not blow it all over, but she was always stained with a little water vapor, with the girl who looked pale. The cheeks make people's heart aches involupable.

Zhu Peng subconsciously clenched the scabbard at his waist. He didn't like such a scene. No matter what kind of problem he faced, even in the horror between life and death, Zhu Peng could do the cruelty when he waved his sword without hesitation. If he fought for everything, he would not regret it.

It is precisely because of such a clear sword heart like a sharp sword that Zhu Peng has overcomes the thorns for more than ten years. Even if there are many things, his own practice is still diligent, because he is clear that everything can be sorted out and even beneficial to practice.

It's just that today, in the face of the girl in front of him, Zhu Peng, who was already in his chest, suddenly messed up, cut constantly, and confused. If love can be explained by pure reason, then it must not be love. In the past, the mortal world always occupied the physical desire, physiological impulses and even the simplicity of the opposite sex. If they want to be love, then of course, their love will gradually depreciate with the passage of time and freshness.

But Li Shishi is completely different for Zhu Peng. Even if he forgets everything, Zhu Peng can't forget the pair of burning and gentle eyes, the pain that has been engraved in the depths of the soul.

Zhu Peng shook the sheath in his hand again, but finally let go a little decadently. The sword can cut off the body, but it can cut off the heart demon. One day, Zhu Peng can break the flowing water with his sword, but he can't cut off the flowing rhyme and heart.

Author's words: http://big5.zongheng.com/book/166149.html 2012 Doomsday Fairy" is the first published vertically and horizontally. Thank you for your great support. In addition, don't worry about it. Salted fish always wants to write about love, but it always writes about desire... Is this because of the nature of salted fish body art experts? It's terrible