Chapter 462 Disapsent

"Brother, what are your plans for the future?" His face was aching, and Yan Nantian asked gently.

Xuantian Daozun smiled bitterly and sighed, "The demon is at present, how can he think about the future? Whether we can survive the immediate catastrophe is still unknown.

Aoki comforted, "Master, don't be too sad. I believe that as long as we are united, we will be able to overcome difficulties."

Xuantian Daozun was not very optimistic and said, "Five hundred years ago, there was a similar situation in the world. At that time, the Lord of Tianqiao came forward, but today's Lord of Tianqiao is no longer the same as before.

Aoki said, "There is no master of Tianqiao, but now Yunyang appears. His current achievements are no less than those of the master of Tianqiao in those years. In addition, Liu Tiandao, the predecessor of Liuyun Wonderland, has also appeared in the world. As long as he can get his help, there is still great hope for the right path in the world.

Yan Nantian echoed, "What Aoki said is right. We should cheer up, fight against the demon world, calculate the 500 years of kindness and resentment, and completely break it."

Xuantian Daozun was a little relieved when he heard the words and whispered, "I don't mean to hit everyone, but I just want to say that even if we win in the end, I'm afraid there will be few people alive in the league at that time."

Aoki and Yan Nantian don't say anything. Both of them can predict this fact. What can they say?

After all, if you want to get something, you have to pay the price. It's just the proportion between receipts and payments, which depends on tactics, strategy, and God's will.

After a long silence, Xuantian Daozun said, "Aoki, do you have time to pay attention to Aoba and see if he is still alive?"

Aoki nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, I will take this matter to heart. It's still early now. You and your uncle have more time to recuperate, so I'll go out first.

"The words fell, and Aoki left.

Xuantian Daozun and Yan Nantian smiled bitterly, and then the two closed their eyes and began to heal their wounds.

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The Demon Removal Alliance is located on the mountainside of Yunfeng Mountain, and in a snow field not far from the back of the Alliance Hall, it buried the bodies of many alliance masters and disciples.

At this moment, three figures stood here, with six eyes staring at the raised mountain bag in front of them, with a smell of vicissitudes on their faces.

In the sky, sporadic snowflakes fall from time to time, like a blessing, with a little holiness and coldness, to heal the trauma at the bottom of my heart.

The wind came gently and blew up the clothes of the three people.

The coldness surrounded the body, making the immersed three people can't help shaking their bodies.

Looking up, he dreamed at the sky and whispered, "Sister, rest in peace. Leave the rest of the burden to us.

He said sadly, "I've not seen you for several years. At first sight, it's life and death. This is really a trick."

The dust said, "The dead are like dreams, and the living are still there. The road that belongs to us, we will finish it firmly.

Meng withdrew his eyes and asked softly, "Sister Chen, what dreams do you have in your life?"

When the dust heard the words, his body shook and said bitterly, "Senior sister, you asked me at this time, don't feel it (to be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please log in to www.16kxs.com for more chapters, support the author, support the genuine reading!)

c is it too late?"

Meng looked sad and whispered, "I wanted to ask in the past, but I couldn't."

Chen retorted, "Then why do you ask now?"

Meng said with some guilt, "Now I don't have much time. If I don't ask, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to ask."

Lian laughed and said sadly, "Sister, have you ever asked if you have any dreams in your life?"

After a dream, he shook his body and endured the sadness in his heart. He shook his head and said, "I once had that idea, but it's a pity that my sister left in a hurry."

Lichen smiled sadly and said, "Yes, my sister left so early that she didn't even leave her wish buried in her heart for hundreds of years."

The dream was full of vicissitudes and he muttered, "Sister, you haven't answered yet."

The dust asked, "Sister, does it make sense?"

said in a dream, "At least it's better to say it than to hide it in your heart."

The dust said disapprovingly, "The dream that can't be realized is just to increase sadness. Why bother?"

Meng was silent. She looked at the dust quietly for a while and said with some guilt, "Sister, I'm sorry."

When the dust heard the words, his body shook and said with difficulty, "Sister, it has been hundreds of years. Is it necessary to say this?"

The dream said sadly, "If it hadn't been for me, how could you have been alone with your sister for hundreds of years?"

beside him, when he heard the words, he sighed, "In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the dream. If I hadn't shirked my responsibility and given up the position of teaching, you wouldn't have to waste your life's youth on chanting the Buddha. It should be my fault.

The dust said bitterly, "Everything is over. Why do you need to mention the old things again? If I had the opportunity to go back to the past, I might choose to be an ordinary woman instead of the current path.

said in a dream, "Sister, is this your dream?"

Dust shook his head and said, "No, it's just a regret in my heart.

Senior sister, what dreams do you have for hundreds of years?

After hearing the dream, he looked up at the sky and whispered, "Dreams are just illusory to me. I have no right to think, let alone time to look forward to. The only expectation is that the dream mark can be famous all over the world and carry forward the door.

The dust was a little uneven and retorted, "Sister, you are unfortunate in your life, but you can't continue this misfortune to the next generation."

Hearing the dream, he said excitedly, "Didn't our previous generation continue like this?"

The dust said, "We can't take care of the affairs of the previous generation, but the next generation should think of them and make them live happily and wonderfully as much as possible. Instead of watching them follow in our footsteps and live in the dark world all their lives.

Meng Meng smiled sadly and said, "Do you think I want that? Am I happy? I can't help it either."

Yuan advised, "Okay, don't argue with another sister. Let nature take its course about the rules of the door."

The dust was a little unwilling, but he knew that he couldn't argue for a reason, so he didn't say much.

Meng Meng was a little sad. This position of teaching not only made her lonely for hundreds of years, but also was questioned by her sister. How could she be willing?

Originally, today she found Chen and Fate to pay tribute to her heart. She wanted to discuss with the two of them first and choose an appropriate time to pass on the position of the head of Cihang Jianzhai to the water dream mark.

Now that the dust makes such a scene, the dream has to shut up and give up the idea for the time being.

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In a small yard, Yuan Hongyu was pulling Qingyu to whisper, looking like she was in a close relationship.

Originally, the two of them were sisters, and they were very close to each other.

But due to the intervention of a smile, there was some grudge in each other's hearts, and there was a crack in the relationship.

Now, a smile shows his heart and has won Yuan Hongyu's understanding.

Coupled with Qingyu's self-conscious guilt and intentional humility, Yuan Hongyu and Qingyu, who had a good relationship, quickly restored their close relationship.

"Sister, was he honest when you were with him last time?" With a curious face, Yuan Hongyu asked softly.

Qingyu blushed slightly and said shyly, "How did my sister want to ask this question? Wasn't he honest when he was with his sister last night?

A rhetorical question made Yuan Hongyu blush, and she quickly changed the topic and said, "If you don't say this, let's say something else? When did you fall in love with him?

Qingyu lowered her head and whispered, "From the moment he saved me, I felt as if I fell in love with him. At that time, he only had his sister in his heart, which made me very frustrated.

Yuan Hongyu asked, "So now, are you still frustrated?"

Qingyu said shyly, "No, I just feel sorry for my sister."

Yuan Hongyu patted her on the shoulder and pretended to be generous, "It doesn't matter. If he is really lucky, it's his luck. If he is not lucky, this invasion of the demon world may change the fate of many people.

Qingyu looked up at Yuan Hongyu and asked, "Do you think it's hard to let go?"

Yuan Hongyu hesitated for a moment and nodded and said, "Yes, I'm a little worried, and I can't calm down for a while."

Qingyu whispered, "My sister is the same in my heart, but I feel more ashamed of my sister."

Yuan Hongyu smiled and said, "Don't think nonsense. The so-called sons and daughters in troubled times don't care about trifles. Whether we can defeat the demon world and survive fortunately is still unknown. Why worry about these uncertain things? Now, we should cherish every moment of getting along with each other and try not to think about the future. As long as we live happily in front of our eyes, that's fine.

Qingyu was a little surprised and asked, "Does my sister really think so?"

Yuan Hongyu said, "Of course I think so, otherwise what else can I do?"

Qingyu didn't say anything and nodded gently to show his understanding.

But after a while, Qingyu suddenly asked, "If he is suddenly not honest, will his sister follow his will?"