Marquis of Grand Xia

    The warm house, five people around the table to eat, ordinary people do not have the rules of the big family, the atmosphere is also much warmer.

    Dr. Li is very old, he doesn't eat much, and he prefers the atmosphere that is in front of him.

    The little boy and Yin'er were holding a chicken leg in their hands, and their mouths were oily and looked ridiculous.

    From time to time, the woman gave the two people a bowl of vegetables. It was very caring for the little Miss, who was pretty and stupid. The hearts of the people were long, so it was too pitiful for a kind child to go out alone.

    Seeing more and more meals in the bowl, Yin'er smiled at the woman and immediately continued to bury his legs.

    Outside the house, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, the winter is cold, and the weather is always beyond the cold of thought.

    After dinner, Yin'er helped the woman to clean up the table. Li Dafu got up and went back. The man went out and sent it. It was too late, and the snow was too big. It was dangerous for the old man to go back.

    After finishing the table, Yin'er looked at the woman in front of her eyes and said, "Li Wei, how many people are there in this village?"

    "More than a hundred households, what happened?" The woman did not understand.

    "There is a very powerful Senior and I said that as long as there are enough people to pray for Master, Master can wake up. I want to go to the village tomorrow and ask the folks to pray for the Master." Yin'er whispered .

    The woman thought for a moment and nodded. "I will go with you tomorrow. You are not the people of this village after all. There are aunts who follow, and the villagers can speak better."

    “Thank you, Li Wei,” Yin'er was grateful.

    "little things"

    The woman smiled softly and said, "Like your age, you can not be afraid of suffering and carrying your master everywhere to pray, but also a child with a heart, help this little."

……

    True Martial Star, a devastated city is located in the wilderness, a hundred miles away from the city, Lu Luo stands in front of the Zi Chuan tomb, the beautiful face is sad and difficult to hide, and they have been living for hundreds of years, never thought, never far between the day and night.

    I don't know how long I stood, not far away, the sky was shaking, a man in a red Battle Clothes walked out, and after seeing the tombstone in front of the woman and the woman, the donkey could not help but tremble.

    “Why is this?” Xiang Yuan stepped forward and looked sad.

    “The people of Black Ink Gate found it here, according to the traces of the battle at the time, it was the hand of Qi Huan” Lu Luo said sadly.

    "Qi Huan, how can he do this?" Xiang Yuan is hard to set the channel.

    "Or the old guy with what secret technique, perhaps there are we do not know the secret, the previous several times, Zi Chuan strength although the enemy but the old fellow, but also not a difference, but, this seems, Zi Chuan unexpectedly is not Qi Huan opponent, perhaps, I They have all along misjudged the old man's ability to "Lu Luo."

    "True Boundary?"

    Xiang Yuan picked up his voice and said, "It doesn't seem like it. If there is such a big gap, we will have died in his hands and will not wait until today."

    "What is the truth, I can't guess it now. The only thing that is certain is that the old guy is already ready to do it for us. You, me, and Little Junior Brother are all at risk." Lu Luo said.

    Xiang Yuan nodded, the way, "as soon as possible, quickly find little Junior Brother, Zi Chuan death, there are too many strange points, Qi Huan strength, even if the ascension faster, it is impossible to kill a person reality boundary L Ate Stage of the Zi Chuan, so, if the old guy wants to get rid of us, will do it personally, but Little Junior Brother there is really trouble, if Qi Huan choose to him, Little Junior brother It's hard to escape.

    “hmm…

    Lu Luo gave a cry, and finally glanced at the tombstone in front of him, his fists smashed and squatted, and then turned and left.

……

    Li Family Village, the night of heavy snow, the next day the snow is getting a lot smaller, but the weather is still cold, the wind is blowing, and the frozen hands are afraid to stretch out.

    Yin'er carries his own master and asks for blessings from house to house.

    The woman and the little boy followed, and when they met someone who was really not good at speaking, they went forward to help say a few good words and asked for a blessing from the little girl.

    A family of two, five ten…It was cold and the snow blocked the road. After a long walk, the footsteps became more and more difficult. Yin'er walked in front and never rested.

    The woman followed, and her heart sighed abnormally. It is no wonder that this little Miss will faint in front of the village, so that he will continue to ask for help, even if the body is affected, the spirit can not stand.

    Yin'er seems to have forgotten that the woman is still behind her, carrying her own master's family and knocking at the door, praying for every possible blessing.

    Once upon a time, Ning Chen said that there are gold in the knees of men. No one can be embarrassed except for their parents. Women are not different from men. In this unequal World, if you can’t treat yourself and men equally, you can It is never possible to get equal opportunities.

    Ning Chen teaches this, and the little girl learns this way. After the teacher, no one else, Human World Emperor, Heaven and Earth, are the same.

    However, since the Heavenly Language Peak has stepped down, the little girl has left this dignity behind him, asking for people, worshipping people, and praying for a blessing for those behind him.

    In this world, there will always be people worthy of throwing everything away. For Yin'er, the person behind him is such a person. As long as he can wake up, even if he is squatting a thousand times, it is worthwhile to ask for 10,000 times.

    The cold in the snow, the bones are abnormal, from the early morning to the noon, and then to the west of the sun, the woman and the little boy came home and came over again, and saw the blood on the snow where the little Miss got up, could not help but shake.

    The girl's forehead, the wound that has not healed again flows out of blood, dyed red snow on the ground.

    Not every household is so easy to speak. Human World has different qualities. It has nothing to do with status. It has nothing to do with birth. There are benevolent people in the rich and the poor, and there are also despicable people in the poor.

    Asking for a blessing is only a blessing, but it is so difficult. Yin'er has thrown away his personal anger, no sorrow and no joy, no complaints and no hate, still as the past 100 days have done, see people ask for help, see People worship people.

    In the village, Dr. Li stood in front of the door and looked at the little girl in the distance.

    When he was practicing medicine in Imperial City, he had heard from an elder who said that the beliefs, blessings, and minds of Human World are the most unmeasurable Strength in the world, even if the big cultivator and the Emperor Emperor dare not take a nap.

    However, these strengths are powerful, but not everyone can use them. Even the Consecrate of the royal family may not be able to do it, and the sentient beings are weak, and only tens of thousands of people pray together to truly generate erupts.

    The little girl in front is obviously collecting the blessings of all beings for his master. It is even more clear that the young man is certainly not an ordinary person. Even in the big cultivator, it is very likely that he is the person standing at the top.

    Yin'er I don't know, Dr. Li didn't know. At this moment, on the top of the sky, a blue figure came out and looked at the Red Clothes young man below, his face showing a struggle.

    He didn't know what happened to Little Junior Brother, but now Little Junior Brother is clearly no different from the dead.

    “Fifth Junior Brother, do it”

    Skyrim Hill, two figures walked out, looking at the people around, said.

    Black Ink Gate Fifth Peak, Sixth Peak, Lord of Seventh Peak arrive together, even the lineup that can't be played by Zi Chuan, today is a traitor to Ninth Peak, appearing Li Family Village.

    "Little Junior Brother is no different from now. Let's let him go this time." Qi Huan's fists are tight.

    "Fifth Senior Brother, no wonder you still don't understand, Little Junior Brother is dead or not important at all. The important thing is the strength of Extreme Yang in Little Junior Brother" Lord of Sixth Peak.

    "Don't hesitate any more, let's do it."

    Lord of Seventh Peak said a faint sentence, and immediately stepped on and walked down.

    At this moment, on the distant Heavenly Language Peak, the Speaker of Heavenly Language, which was meditating, suddenly shocked, and got up and looked at the West, and the eyebrows wrinkled.

    People at Black Ink Gate? Worse, they are dangerous.

    The scroll of the sky, the Speaker of Heavenly Language, is going to help, suddenly, above the sky, colorful gathering, a white robe illusory shadow appears, watching the woman who is about to leave, calm, "Speaker of Heavenly Language, I Black Things in the Ink Gate will not let you intervene."

    Seeing the white robe in the sky, it is as strong as the Speaker of Heavenly Language. "Black Ink Lord, be sure to kill it!"

    "Betray Sect, deceiving master and killing ancestors, I think, such a big sin, even in any Large Sect is an unforgivable sin" Black Ink Lord indifferently says.

    "The Ming people did not say slang, Black Ink Lord since the cultivation Seven Colours Immortal Art and Yin-Yang Immortal Art, the disciples have died more than one or two. Today, the Black Ink Lord has buried half of his feet in True Boundary, as long as It’s only a matter of time before you go out of this Half-Step. Why sacrifice these innocent children? Speaker of Heavenly Language.

    "Sacrifice?"

    Black Ink Lord looked into the distance and said, "Speaker of Heavenly Language is wrong. Except for this Ninth Child, I have never sacrificed anyone. I said that Speaker of Heavenly Language can communicate with Heaven and Earth. It seems that today is not all true."

    Speaker of Heavenly Language heard, the brow wrinkled again, reluctant to say more, hands flipped, Heavenly Language Peak, the snow and snow turned, turned into Heaven and Earth Shackles blocked the white robe to the sky.

    "Speaker of Heavenly Language, with you, it’s not my wish, I’m offended."

    In other words, the Black Ink Lord raised his hand, the colorful brilliance criss-crossed, and made a astounding glimpse of Heaven and Earth.

    “Lord of Black Ink Gate, really hidden”

    Speaker of Heavenly Language Looking at the snow fluttering in the sky, sigh gently, no more delay, just like "Sun's eyes slowly open, in an instant, the wind is raging, the sky is eclipsed.

    Black Ink Lord saw it, the look of unprecedented dignity, the illusory figure black and white brillance gathering, is still the strength of Yin-Yang, by the virtual solid.

    “Immortal Art, the yin is missing”

    As soon as he raised his hand, the black Yin Moon descended on Human World, black and white, and the Completion was incomplete.

    The reappearing Yin-Yang Immortal Technique, which settled Heaven and Earth, around the Speaker of Heavenly Language, an unspeakable Principle Strength rose sharply, seemingly to tear the woman's body apart.