Chapter 665, and then into the depths of the heart, the memory of the big plane of Xiandao

"To sort out the losses of Xue Ling, I need a complete statistical table. In addition, we will allocate manpower and set up a search and rescue team to search for the Taoist friends who survived the Great Tsunami with Blood Spirit Ridge as the center. We must be treated in time.

One decree after another has been arranged in an orderly manner by Zhu Peng. These have been prepared for a long time. As long as they are properly implemented, they can greatly reduce many losses in the limit of breaking the sea.

And compared with these losses, under the leadership of Zhu Peng, the Blood Spirit Ridge is almost perfect to resist the limit of breaking the sea, which is bound to greatly increase the reputation of the whole Blood Soul Ridge in terms, and become the iconic existence of the earth-star monk world to resist the killing of heaven and earth. I'm afraid it is true that all kinds of things brought about by breaking the sea limit are for the Blood Soul Ridge. The advantages far outweigh the disadvantages.

More importantly, the Blood Spirit Ridge has offended the good and evil of the earth and star monks because of the dumping of the foundation elixir. Now this is a volume that breaks the sea, which not only sweeps most of the Doomsday Zerg and the Wild Orcs, but also rushes more than 70% of the monks to pieces, even those ancient holy places and the top strong. Shengzongmen has lost a lot of losses when they are caught off guard. After all, it is the "seven limits of swallowing the heaven and the earth", the will of the doomsday will, which is the ultimate means to cleanse the world.

The super tsunami that turned the earth star at 365 degrees shows not only the horrible and lethality, but also makes more than 90% of the land of the earth get close to the salt and alkali country. If a person of more than 100 catties goes down, I'm afraid that he can be directly lost by the mud. It is even more delusional to grow crops, and the seeds sink into the mud. If you go to the ground, there is no possibility of normal growth at all.

It is hard to imagine how the remnants of mortals can survive in this desolate planet without the help from the Earth Star monks. The doomsday way and the fierceness of the means really live up to the name of doomsday.

It's just that no matter how cruel the doomsday disaster is, people who are alive have to live, right? Not only the mortals who struggle to survive at the bottom of the Blood City, but also Zhu Peng, who is also in an ordinary situation.

The limit of breaking the sea has just come to an end, and the next catastrophe will not come in a short time. Although there are many things that have not been dealt with, Zhu Peng still took the Shura gourd and directly into the closed stone room. The reason is very simple. The fear gushing from the depths of memory is so fierce that it hits Zhu Peng's mood, especially Zhu Sansan's strange escape, which makes this fear. , the charming figure as red as blood, the peerless war that night when the moon shines...

In the closed stone room, Zhu Peng sat opposite Bai Ling, who was reincarnated in human form, with wisps of strange and colorful light pulling the eyebrows of men and women. Bai Ling completely opened his heart, so that Zhu Peng could enter his heart and even the depths of the sea of memory...

In the sea of Bai Ling's memory, Zhu Peng slowly recovered part of his perception. At this time, he was in a state of waking up like a dream, but he was like a god. He could vaguely control all the changes in Bai Ling's heart, and with his own imagination and arrangement, he could reasonably make up for the memory of Songshan Jianxiu in Bai Ling's memory.

After all, after hundreds of years of ice, the memory of Songshan Jianxiu is incomplete. If Zhu Peng does not take the initiative to make up for and fill it, the disordered memory will even negatively affect Zhu Peng's mind, and he can't get any secret and experience about practicing Songshan Kendo at all.

Zhu Peng put part of the main emotional genit idea into Bai Lingxin, the incomplete memory of Songshan Jianxiu. However, most of his own mind is separated from these memories. From the perspective of a third party close to the god, he looks at another "self" carelessly and ruthlessly, so that everything happens. What he wants is just the hundred-year accumulation of the Songshan sword practitioner, a hundred years of swordsmanship.

Continuing the memory of the last time, Zhu Peng left the dense forest alone after solving those ungodly accomplices.

Half an hour later, a dark demon bird flew into the "Red Mansion" of the largest romantic brothel in Beihuang Liufeng City.

After two unpleasant calls, a window in the inner courtyard of the Red Building naturally opened. A young and beautiful girl introduced the demon bird into the house. After giving the big black bird a few pieces of fat fresh meat, the girl carefully took out a faint black jade bead from the mouth of the demon bird and then put it. Enter a tray and quickly present it to a very hidden and luxurious place in the inner courtyard.

"Sister Baozhao, the news from No. C has arrived."

The beautiful girl held the tray high and did not look up. She walked to the front and back of the door and gently shouted, squeak. After a moment, the door was opened, and the rich beauty who came out of it was not an hour ago, who gave the profits to the bandits in the dense forest.

"Well, I know. I'll pass this on to my sister. Go down."

Baozhao's pair of beautiful eyebrows were obviously not in a good mood, so that she was also a little uncomfortable with the familiar sisters and companions below. The girl was also knowledgeable and didn't say anything. After delivering the tray, she turned around and left.

Bao Jian took the tray and closed the door, and then walked into the inner room. Inside, there was a woman's crown in a silver Taoist costume, holding the star and moon shining from the sky and looking at the scroll in her hand with relish.

"Here, this is the message from Heiwu today."

Baozou put the tray in front of the silver woman's crown, turned around and found a place to sit down. Looking at the awkward appearance, she was obviously still sulking. The Taoist in silver with an obviously high status did not care about her childish wayward behavior, but shook her head slightly helplessly and smiled, and then white and tender. The crystal fingers of the jade were together, and the black jade beads in the tray were casually thrown into a basin of clear water.

The faint and dark fog steamed, and it slowly converged into an image composed of aura in mid-air. It flashed like a TV screen and played all kinds of things after the two female Taoist priests left the forest. All the movements and whereings of her bandits were gradually deduced to Zhu Peng. The scene of drawing a sword and fighting with the fat man and Chu He.

Seeing the appearance of Chu He, the woman in silver frowned slightly. She only thought it was No. 4 and No. 9, but she didn't think that Chu He would actually participate in it. Of course, she didn't know that Chu He was fooled by the fat man No. 4. At the beginning, there was not much hostility between Chu He and Zhu Peng. She Of course, I can't notice it.

The process of the matter gradually evolved in the fog, and the battle between the three was clearly visible. Zhu Peng's quick mental reaction and solid internal and external skills were slightly recognized by the silver woman. However, when Zhu Peng suddenly pulled out a soft sword from his waist at the last moment and killed Chu He in an instant. When he was with the fat man's quick sword, even the silver-dressed women's crown couldn't help but be slightly stunned, quite surprised.

At this time, there was a "pop" behind her. The woman in silver looked back, but Bao Jian didn't know when she turned around and began to look at the evolution of fog in mid-air with relish. It was not until Zhu Peng performed the amazing instant swordsmanship, when Bao Jian stopped at all. With the excitement in his heart, a pair of small hands led to a crisp crack.

After putting her hands together, the girl suddenly reacted and looked at the smiling expression on her sister's face. Baopin's thin face suddenly turned red, and the joke of the silver-clad woman came to her ear: "My little baby hairpin has finally grown up."

"Ah..." Being so ashamed, Baocui only felt that his face was hot. He screamed and covered her hot cheeks and ran to the outer room. The silver-dressed woman couldn't help raising a silk arc at the corners of her mouth when she saw the appearance of Baocao: "Master, I have lived up to your trust. The little girl in the past has grown up. Open I began to know that I like men. It's just that this man, I have to check for her.

Thinking of this, the girl in silver turned around and saw Zhu Peng wiped Situ Liu with his sword. "It's cruel and cruel." With a wave of his hand, the smoke dispersed.

The silver woman felt that the following content was no longer valuable, so she could break it up, and then no longer read the scroll in her hand, looking at the starry sky and the moon outside the window.

"It seems that his bone age should be less than 20 years old. Compared with Baopin's age, it is also suitable. It is a basic vomit, basic swordsmanship, and basic escape method. It can make a set of basic practice so complete. It can't be said that it is also a member of a small force. It should be the remnants of the family background. Otherwise, such talent will not rely on it. Practice with a set of basic skills, but what is his fierce sword? Is it a secret skill? Such a secret skill is so powerful. Why haven't I heard anything about it?

The faint cold wind floated, and the silver-clad female crown gently untied the Taoist crown on her head, and let a long black hair like ink fall down and her snow-white cheeks were beautiful. One palm supported her chin, and the female Taoist priest slowly sank into her mood.

At the middle of the morning, it was still early, and the flow of people in the whole Hanfeng City had not yet reached its peak. The clerks of each store gathered in twos and threes, chatting about some fresh gossips with each other. From time to time, they turned their envious eyes to a small shop with monks constantly coming in and out.

At such a deserted time, guests keep coming in and out. In disguise, you can see how much better the business of this small store called "Zhu Susu" has been.

Of course, there is also a reason why their business is good. This small store occupies a small area, but there are many styles of goods in it. The quantity is large and the price is suitable. I heard that refreshments are also provided free of charge.

In addition, the clerk of this small store is a lovely little beauty. With so many factors, it is not difficult to imagine why the business of this store is so prosperous.

"Brother~" is delicate and sweet. At least four plus voices echoed in the small shop "Zhu Susu". A beautiful and charming girl in a water-green skirt is holding a jade crown full of gems in her hands towards a thin and dry, red nose, triangular eyes, and obscene Taoist with a beard on her face. .

"This handsome... big brother, an outstanding figure like you is suitable for this purple jade seven-glow crown. As long as you sacrifice a little, you can have the divine aura of purple and gold seven colors behind your shoulders. That demeanor and demeanor is matched with your heroic body, which can be called a 'absolute' word..."

Hearing the words of the girl in front of him, the eyes of the short and obscene Taoist priest lit up in an instant.

"Do you think so? I have always thought so. Since I was a child, my mother has said that I am more beautiful than Pan An and Song Yu, elegant and talented. It's just that for so many years, everyone has been jealous of me. They said that a handsome man like me looks like a mouse, which is simply nonsense. I don't look like a mouse. I'm just like a mouse, and it's also like this. The most handsome mouse in the world.

Listening to the Taoist priest who looked like a mouse in front of her, Su Mei couldn't help drawing a big mouse in a romantic suit and holding a folding fan.

I fantasize that the girl only feels that she is rolling in her stomach. If she hadn't had breakfast to lose weight, she would have spit it out long ago.

"Yes, yes, you look better than Pan... Nao... An, Song Yu... Nao, anyway, do you want to buy this purple jade Qixia Crown or not? You chatted with me all morning and even ate three plates of tea. Although we don't charge for tea, it's not a restaurant..."

The girl can't stand it anymore. She intends to let it go. She is really fed up with the narcissist in front of her. If she goes on, she will be puzzled by the overnight meal.

Just before the girl finished speaking, the obscene and dwarf Taoist priest on the opposite side took out three medium-grade spiritual stones from his arms and muttered: "Today, based on your sister's telling these big truths, I bought this Ziyu Qixiaguan brother. I really like to listen to people tell the truth."

After saying that, the delivery of Lingshi took away the Xiaguan, and the girl who left her head burst into blue veins kept spitting behind him and making a grimace - brother, your age as my uncle exceeded the standard.

It's just that Uncle Mouse's spiritual stone is also a spiritual stone. The girl took out a handkerchief and rubbed it finely on the three spiritual stones. It was not until the spiritual stones were polished to be seen before she put them away contentedly. At this time, a figure came in from the door.

When the girl saw the man, she was immediately shocked. She rushed over with a "swhisper" and called "Brother~~" sweetly. This moment reflected the difference between the brother and the brother in front of him. The "Brother" just now had to pay for a fee.

Now this "Brother" not only screams sweeter, but also the girl's whole body throws her arms and hugs. "Brother, you're back, Xiaomei misses you so much." The soft and sweet voice can directly numb people, even Zhu Peng. At this time, there are also some signs of unstable legs and feet. It was Zhu Peng who came.

This "Zhu Susu" was born by Zhu Peng and two women surnamed Su of the same race. Zhu Peng was born in the blood of the cold maple city in the north of his life. This is a multi-surname family composed of the ancient "true spiritual blood, purple soul heavenly eyes" as the link.

The power is not big, which is not as big as the famous sect of the Central Plains. It is not small. At least it occupies a place in Hanfeng City, one of the ten cities in the northern wilderness. There are more than a thousand people in the whole clan, including more than half of the warable monks, and the strength is also a momentary choice in Hanfeng City.

It's just that there are too many clans, so it's unlikely to do everything. What's more, in this chaotic and desperate place in the Northern Wilderness, Zhu Peng's parents are both monks. When Zhu Peng was three years old, he died outside Hanfeng City for family interests. The young Zhu Peng was adopted and made friends with his father. Su Wen, a middle-aged monk with two daughters under his knees but no children.

Because they are all of the same race, Su Wen's morality and integrity are excellent, so Zhu Peng's childhood is not bad, that is, he has been practicing stupidly on the bed for many years, so he is often painted black ink on his face by Su Wen's two daughters Su Yu and Su Mei. The quiet life has been 13 years - ten Three years later, Su Wen died in battle.

The clan once had to arrange these three poor sisters and brothers. Su Yu, the eldest daughter, who was two years older than Zhu Peng, took the initiative to stand up to take on the family affairs and refused the support of the family.

Under Su Yu's hard work, Zhu Peng and Su Mei lived steadily to this age, and even opened a small shop with the pension land given by the family - in the chaotic northern wilderness, neither of which is easy to do.

After being tired of Su Mei, who was clingy to the young, for a while, Zhu Peng asked, "Where's the eldest sister?" Su Yu has been called sister for more than ten years, and now Zhu Peng is also called Shunkou, and he is no longer entangled in the past.

"Shh" Su Mei heard Zhu Peng's words and immediately turned around, and then turned her head and pouted with one finger in front of her mouth.

"What's more, my sister came out of the refinery room two days ago and found that you secretly ran out to do private work. Her whole face turned white with anger. I felt sad when I looked at it. Now my sister is talking about business with a big rich man in the back room. Go out and hide for two days. When my sister is angry, I'll call you back."

"I want to run, I'm afraid it's too late."

Zhu Peng looked behind Su Mei with a wry smile. Su Mei turned around and found that two amorous beauties were coming down from upstairs step by step. Her sister in an elegant blue robe was talking and laughing with a beautiful nun in gorgeous clothes and walking down the stairs. Although there was no direct words, it was hidden in her smiling eyes. The cold eyes had been fiercely locked on herself and her brother. Su Mei shrank her petite body without justice, which made Zhu Peng have to face Su Yu's terrible eyes hidden in the ice.

The gorgeous woman talking to Su Yu seemed to be extremely sensitive. Even Su Yu's hidden slight mental fluctuations could be sensed. She turned her head and gently glanced at Zhu Peng. She didn't care, but at the moment she saw Zhu Peng, the beautiful eyes of the nun like water almost obviously lit up, but she covered it very well and quickly turned her head. He smiled at Su Yu and said, "Sister Su has family affairs, please stay. My sister will say goodbye." The woman in gorgeous clothes gently brushed her body.

"Where, sister, take your time. Welcome to take care of my sister's business!" Su Yu's reply was so decent in all aspects that people couldn't find any problems.

The gorgeous woman walked out of the store. Although she covered it a little, a pair of wonderful eyes had been hovering up and down on Zhu Peng. She looked at it for a while, and then went out.

Zhu Peng has been familiar with this kind of woman's gaze. I don't know why he had a general public face in his last life, but in this life, he threw a look better than Pan An's. He was handsome and elegant with a long sword at his waist. His whole temperament was romantic and heroic, which was already more eye-catching. He didn't care much about the ground and said to his sister, "Sister, what, is it a big fish?"

Author's language: http://book.zongheng.com/book/166149.html The book "2012 Doomsday Fairy" is published vertically and horizontally. Thank you for your great support. In addition, don't worry, this It's a little expedient, and there will never be too much. The salted fish has been really cold recently, so this chapter is more watered, but I have to go back to the salted fish.