Chapter 628, is the name of the teenager really happy?

"Dad, you are our idiots. You can forcibly break the ice wall with your hands. Do you need the two old men in Hanshan to pull out weapons and join hands to cut it? If you don't make a sneak attack, you can't prevaricate with this almost unreasonable reason. You are really shameless. You think you are the spokesman of a Taoist Department!" In his heart, he almost cursed, but Qin Yue's face still retained the quiet and elegant lady temperament, smiling indifferently for a very simple reason.

There is no reason why Zhu Peng, who has confronted with them and defeated what he has found, can't find it at all. Since he has not covered the last layer of both sides, there is no need for him to make his own decision.

"The two elders seem to be seriously injured under the mistake I made just now. Do you need to take a break?" Although Zhu Peng doubted the two elders in Hanshan, in fact, he looked at the spiritual rhinoceros man. Under his sharp eyes like a sword, his hair almost all over his body exploded. He was also uncertain whether Zhu Peng wanted them to rest or not. His eyes turned a few times and he couldn't think of a reason. As a last resort, he had to ask tentatively, "Does the high priest think they need to rest or not?"

"This, you can have it."

"Oh, you two can take a break."

Qin Yue: "..."

In the tears of the two elders in Hanshan: "..."

The extremely cold abyss is not like Zhu Peng's imagination. Although it is extremely dark, because of a faint and luminous ore distribution, coupled with the excellent refractiveness of the surrounding ice and snow, the sight is not to mention the same as the ground, but it does not cause a serious visual impact, especially the purple sky. This is especially true after the eyes are opened.

However, this place is really worthy of the name of extreme cold. The degree of cold air overflow is very appalling. Zhu Peng's double practice of physical training, whether it is the speed of true vitality or the strength of the qi and blood of the flesh, it is the peak strength of any plane foundation monk, but such strength is only embarrassing in this extremely cold abyss. Counterbalance.

Reluctantly to be alone, they would not be damaged by the cold ice evil spirit here, and Qin Yue and the other three cold mountain monks were not. Zhu Peng noticed that when the fine iron hanging ladder fell to a certain extent, they had been eroded by cold air to varying degrees. This process of coldness eroding the vitality of the body can be called moistening things silently. If it hadn't been for the sharpness of consciousness to a certain extent, it would not have been found. Today's Zhu Peng is already a high-level layman of foundation. If he hadn't been paying attention to it, I'm afraid he would not have found the gradually losing qi and blood vitality of the three practitioners of Qin Yue and Hanshanyuan.

This loss is an implicit potential change. If you keep your basic integrity, then this vitality loss will probably take several years or more to manifest, which is one of the reasons why the monks of Hanshanyuan have never been able to find this erosion.

And this kind of vitality erosion is also one of the reasons why Zhu Peng agreed to let the two elders of Hanshan rest slowly here. He wants to see what the consequences will happen when the two elders of Hanshan, who have been severely damaged, operate the four-way aura to heal the injury under the condition of this kind of hidden erosion of this alien vitality. This is also related to Zhu Peng in the future. All kinds of actions in the extremely cold abyss can't help but not try.

Thinking like this, Zhu Peng put his palm into the snow wall on one side, pinched out a handful of ice and snow, and then put it in front of him to watch carefully.

"What are you doing? The blood-blooded high priest who claims that "kills people are ruthless, and the sword is unparalleled" actually makes ice and snow here. If this scene is seen by people with intentions, aren't you afraid of damaging the majestic image that your blood-blooded high priest has accumulated for decades? Like a deer, she jumped to Zhu Peng's side full of vitality. At this time, Qin Yue was like a naive and romantic beautiful girl. Her bright eyes and black pupils flashed and smashed piles of autumn spinach on Zhu Peng's head.

Unfortunately, the goddess had a heart, and King Xiang had no intention. The bright eyes were kind and charming and charming was ignored by Zhu Peng and mercilessly ignored.

In the face of Qin Yue's obviously joking words, he actually responded with serious words.

"I, Zhu Peng, control my subordinates, and it has never been the so-called accumulation of majesty. Since the day I came to power, no subordinate dared to refuse my orders and dared to think that I was not dignified... Although I was only fourteen or five years old in the year when I was in power, there were not a million monks in the whole Qinwangling Mountains. Dare to treat my Zhu Peng as a yellow-mouthed child. I don't know whether it's arrogant or lonely conceited words, but some of them are vaguely full of inexplicable bitterness.

Although he knew that he didn't need it, at this moment, Qin Yue still sighed for the man in front of her.

At the age of thirteen, he took revenge for his father and stepped into the bloody battlefield of monks. At the age of 15, he worshipped the Snake King as his teacher and served as the guard of Qinglong City. He ordered one side. In his twenties, he became a bloody priest leader, but he caught up with the killing of heaven and earth...

On that day, when the next generation was still carefree and leisurely in the school, the man in front of him was already the capital of one party, "one word and ten thousand people fell, and the blood rain turned into a river." It's a tragic event. In the eyes of many people, this is incomparable luck and even happiness. It is the enterprising and pride of young people, but in the eyes of the parties concerned, is it really so happy and satisfied?

An indescribable inexplicable feeling filled my heart. At that moment, Qin Yue actually had some inexplicable poor man in front of her. However, some people in the world are born without pity. In their view, the so-called pity is more insult than kindness.

The lion tiger beast, even the lion tiger that is licking and wiping the wound, does not need the mercy of the small beast.

Noting the strange emotions in Qin Yue's eyes, Zhu Peng was keen to change the topic and didn't want this pretty lovely woman to say anything to make him unhappy. He looked up and down at Qin Yue, and then directly said something that made Qin Yue's forehead jump wildly: "You are a middle-aged woman. Just jumping, pretending to be a young girl like a flower, can't you? You're pretending to be young to me, implying that you're actually not very old?"

Qin Yue: "..."

"I, your sister Zhu Peng, you are still in my mood and moved just now." Qin Yue, who was completely crazy because of his age, suddenly rushed to Zhu Peng like a mad tiger. The pity just overflowed in his heart, and at this time, there was no trace of it.

(In those years, when the salted fish's sister was seventeen, she was afraid that others would say that she was young and insisted that she was eighteen. When she was eighteen, she was still eighteen. When she was nineteen years old, she still said that she was eighteen. Now she is twenty-four. I ate with others with her some time ago. Her self-introduction was nineteen... six years. She is only one year older. Is a woman's time flow actually different from that of men? This belongs to the ability field of Jindan Zhenren.)

Qin Yue is an authentic beauty. Her eyes are like spring water, and her face is like peach blossoms. Her pink and delicate appearance is a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old may not be more tender than her. However, this only shows that she is well-maintained, a monk who builds a foundation, unless she is in her mother's womb. Start meditate and practice, otherwise it is extremely difficult to complete the foundation at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Because even if you are the second generation of direct immortals, the elders who have been practicing for a long time will not allow the younger generation to practice medicine randomly, because the foundation of practice created by that is too weak, and it is almost tantamount to chronic suicide.

After all, the power can be hard to take medicine, but what about the mood and will? This is a hard condition that is hard to fake.

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