MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 126 Stormy

Lin Shu put his hand closer and put it on the ice coffin.

This time, he clearly felt that the cold aura was flowing in the body, walking through every inch of meridian, and walking through many big and small Sundays.

It was cold but familiar.

Many days and nights in the previous life, so the cold spiritual power circulated in his meridians.

I didn't feel cold at that time, but now I realized that it was so cold.

He didn't have anything to eat in his life, because the dishes at the entrance seemed to have a taste; there was no favorite music, but it was just some monotonous ups and downs.

But now he knows that Jiangzhou's roast duck is delicious, the fish soup cooked by her mother is very delicious, and the young lady's flute is very pleasant.

Lin Shu let go of the ice coffin, but for a moment it was a little stunned.

He turned to look around the vast snowy field, the distant mountains were foggy, the fine snow flew, and the color was white.

He seems to have seen it here.

What I saw in that mirror was also a snowy field.

But the world's snowy fields are almost similar, and it is not certain that they are the same.

He didn't know how to go out, so he walked forward, remembering what happened just now.

Jian Ge's mentality, Jian Ge's spiritual power.

Earlier, after eating Ju Ling Dan, he also ran inside his body, without exception, very cold, and then lost consciousness of everything around him.

He remembered his last life.

I was bullied in school, and I didn't know what it was like, it was always uncomfortable, so I buried myself in the quilt for a while.

The master came in and said, "Tutna, what happened to you, why did you not practice sword today?"

He said he didn't want to practice sword.

Master said, swords still have to be practiced.

He said, I don't want to live.

Master said, if you live, you still have to live.

He thought about it and said, why am I different from them.

Master asks who they are.

He said he was his classmate.

Master said, it's just a group of mortals, mortals are foolish and don't need to care about it.

He said, I have nothing special.

Master said, you are different. You have a sword.

He said, I still feel bad.

Master sighed, Tuer, you are not in a stable state of mind, and you just now recognize a lot of words, it is time to learn our Jiange mentality.

He said that if I learn my mind, will I not feel uncomfortable?

Master said, naturally, Jian Ge's mentality is clear and transparent. Once you learn it, you will never care about mortals.

He said, OK.

I learned it, and since then, in addition to practicing the sword, backing the sword spectrum, walking around every day, there is another vest method.

I have a lot of backs, and I can't help but use them when I breathe in and out, and when I put out a sword, it's very different.

Master Fuxu laughed and said, "Yuer, you are talented, your mind has become."

He said, oh.

After practicing your mind, aren't you uncomfortable?

Lin Shu thought back carefully and felt that it was indeed not uncomfortable.

Thousands of faces in the world, either laughing, crying, concerned, or ridiculed, are merely changes in the shape of the eyes, ears, nose, and nose, and it seems to him that it has no effect.

Later, those people in junior high school, high school, and university gradually grew up, understood some truth, and never actively bullied him.

He had nothing to do with this world for many years, and he practiced well in the martial arts. On the outside, he adhered to the duties of a mortal. The days were calm and the practice was unhindered.

Lin Shu suddenly thought, if, if he resumed cultivation, when the cold spiritual power is working endlessly around the body again--

Will he return to his previous life?

He looked up at the sky.

Fine white snow drifted from the dome in the gray daylight, and fell on the ends or eyes.

He seemed to get some kind of cold metaphor from the silent distant mountains and white snow, suddenly understood something, and a blank sorrow filled his heart.

The snowy field is not big. It belongs to one of the illusions. Lin Shu has walked for hundreds of steps and came to an end.

At the end was a gray void. He tried to walk into the void, and then he flew back to the real world, still in the posture of holding a folded bamboo.

Fruit did not know when to open his eyes: "You are in a daze, haven't you come to talk to you?"

Lin Shudao: "Yes."

Fruit's eyes lit up and asked, "Is it good to fold bamboo?"

Lin Shu: "I didn't see my face clearly."

Fruit said: "A beautiful sword has a beautiful face."

After all, Guozi moved his body to the side of the bed and patted the quilt: "Let's sleep."

Lin Shu responded and took off his robe and lay down.

Fruit rolled towards him, leaning his head against his chest, reaching for his sleeve.

Lin Shu asked, "Don't you hate men?"

The fruit stunned and said, "Lin Shu is not annoying."

Lin Shu smiled.

Fruit said, closed his eyes, and plans to sleep.

Lin Shu reached out and hugged the fruit, looking at the beautiful little face, and felt that the child was still cute.

The ups and downs in life between him and Xiao Shao are reflected in the fruit.

Most people in the world are acquainted, engaged, married, have children, divorced.

He and Xiao Shao are engaged, met, divorced, and have children.

After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but there was something in his heart. It took him a long time to fall asleep, and he didn't sleep well. He had a lot of dreams, and dreamed of many things. Even classmates in the palace.

Half a dream and half awake, he thought, in his last life, he had rarely dreamed.

After another dream, Lin Shuyin vaguely felt that someone was standing by the bed, and opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was holding the fruit, and the fruit was still asleep. He raised his head in a very light motion and looked to the bed.

——It hit the eyes of Xiao Shao.

Although he could not see his expression through the mask, Lin Shu felt that Xiao Shao's eyes were very gentle at this time.

He let go of the fruit lightly, and the fruit hummed, without waking.

He got up and got out of bed. Xiao Shao had already taken his clothes, helped him put them on, and stretched out his hands to go around under his arms, tied the belt, a series of movements, as if done many times-actually also Did it many times.

Lin Shu couldn't help wondering if Xiao Shao would not be with him one day, could he still maintain a normal life.

Out of the room, Xiao Shao said, "We are here."

Lin Shu: "How is it outside?"

Xiao Shao said: "Nothing has changed."

They walked out of Qingming Cave.

A cold wind blew across the border.

The Beibei Pass stands tall, the city walls are solid, and the defense is tight, as solid as gold soup, like an unshakable beast.

In the wind, there were screams and shouts from the soldiers in Kannai. There were no big witches and no Beixia army.

They took a few steps forward.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

Lin Shu suddenly turned back and saw that they had just left the place, and suddenly raised a thick black barrier!

The barrier seems to consist of dark fog, and it is not limited to this.

In all directions, at this moment, shrouded in this black mist!

As if a dark iron pot snapped into this side of the world, everything around them suddenly dim.

The neat and fast footsteps sounded against the Beiguan city wall. In this obviously abnormal situation, thousands of soldiers got on the wall, or held strong crossbow or artillery to guard against possible enemies.

The atmosphere was like a tense bowstring, the world was silent, then, I do n’t know what direction, maybe in all directions, and suddenly a sound of regular footsteps sounded.

At the same time, a noise sounded.

The sound was cold and deep, slightly hoarse, with a strange tone.

——It is the voice of Dawu.

"I have never intended to be an enemy of Nanxia." The big witch tone was very light, as if sighing. "However, the situation has to be so."

The defender on the tower said loudly, "Thief, what do you want!"

At this moment, the big witch finally appeared.

No one can tell how he appeared, as if in front of the tower, a pedestrian suddenly appeared.

The four dead-blooded, sullen-looking living dead lifted a gorgeous off-white seat with a carved face, the texture of which seemed to be bones.

Four black robe wizards stood side by side. The man in the seat wore a dark purple robe, and from the perspective of Lin Shu, he could not see his face.

"I do n’t want to do anything below," said the witch gently. "In the three days, the general is telling us the official city of Jinjiang ... please invite Her Majesty Nanxia to present a book to me. "True" and "Whale Drinking and Swallowing the Sea" are indispensable.

The general did not speak, but made a gesture.

The long horn sounded from the city, including the rhythm of killing crickets.

This horn sound means, fight!

The big witch sighed softly.

There seemed to be some strange wave in the air, Lin Shu's eyes widened.

The next moment, the harsh screams sounded!

Above the city walls, the soldiers' bodies exploded together!

Blood splattered and half of the city wall was red with blood.

"It's my fault that I haven't said everything. Please also add a word from the army," said the witch gently, "more than a day, slaughter the ten cities."