MTL - The Villain Has Something to Say-Chapter 126

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Yuanzhou, Rongguo.

Rongguo is located in the eastern part of Yuanzhou. A mountain range from the northwest side of the country to the southeast side of the mountain, divides the great kingdom into two parts. This part of the east is close to the Mengyu River. The river is filled with thick fog all the year round. The fishermen can only travel east for dozens of miles, so they can't move forward.

For the self-cultivator, spending this nightmare is a ferocious and terrifying nightmare.

The four dangerous places of the Xuantian continent are the land of the north, the land of the land, the land of the south, and the land of this nightmare.

The dangers of the land of nightmare are similar to those of the land of blasphemy. Most of the land is swamps, and the monks who enter the psychedelic can test their will and temper the gods. The nightmare land has a strange Eudemons called Nightmare.

The nightmare is not stereotyped. They are like a purple fog. When they float silently to your side, they will bring you into a layer of fantasy. This illusion can be far more terrible than the bottomless cave in the far north, because everything that happens in this illusion gives the monk a real test.

The nightmare will be confusing, and it is highly toxic. Inhalation is not inevitable.

Moreover, in the legend, the nightmare is a heavenly abandonment. They were the masters of the Xuantian continent many years ago. Just like the Terran and the Yaozu, there are also monstrous on the earth.

Every nightmare is extremely dangerous, but they are excellent materials for alchemists. For an alchemy master, if you get a nightmare, you will have a refining of eight medicinal herbs and even nine geniuses. may. For thousands of years, in order to get what you want from the masters of alchemy, many of the Mahayana sages have entered the nightmare and seized the nightmare, and many people lost their lives in the illusion.

The narrow and beautiful Mengyu River is like a silver-white jade belt, twisting and twisting, shuttle between the mountains, sparkling in the sun.

Next to this beautiful long river, there is a quiet and quiet village. The smoke fluttered from the chimney of a household, and the white smoke was blown onto the nightmare river and merged into the thick fog.

Here, it is Dream Village.

The dream village people used fishing for generations, and the Mengyu River was the mother river for their survival.

It was the morning when the morning was bright, every household burned the food, and after the children had finished eating, they could go to the school in the village to learn the words. The women sent their husbands to the nightmare river, watching them go fishing on the boat, and then waiting for them to return at night.

The school in the village was built ten years ago, and the gentleman of teaching is a very young man. He carefully taught each child to read and read, and led them to read the four books and five classics.

When it was near noon, a child with big eyes said, "Mr. Sir, can you listen to the story today?"

The gentleman slammed the book and put the book in his hand. He wore a very plain blue blouse. Although the appearance was not so beautiful, but it was also delicate and white, and a pair of eyes reflected the clear light. He smiled and said: "Today I want to hear the story, don't study hard. ?"

Several other children shouted: "Sir, we want to hear stories, we want to hear stories, you tell stories."

The young gentleman shook his head helplessly. He obviously didn't quite cope with this group of naughty little boy. After putting the book on the table, he said: "Well, then I will tell you about the night river." The story. Rumors more than 13400 years ago, there was a Mahayana... There was a fairy who came to the Mengyu River and entered this fog and reached the other side of the river..."

The sun is shining, the story is only halfway through, and it is time for the school.

Many children listened to it, and wanted to go back, but the gentleman sternly slammed his face and said: "It's time to go back to the meal, otherwise your mother is worried, this is not..." The sound is abrupt, this gentleman is shrinking and stopping. For a moment, I continued: "This is not good. If you don't leave, then the gentleman will never tell the story again."

The children were unsuccessful and had to go back.

Before leaving, the gentleman opened the door with a slight stagnation. He turned and looked at the group of childish and young children. He suddenly smiled and said: "You can study well in the future. If you don't obey, you will be punished to know?"

The children said the same thing: "Okay, sir!"

After tidying up the school, the gentleman walked to the back of the small room, facing the person who was planting flowers and watering. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mr. Tsing Yi said: "It is time to go, Master, someone is coming."

The young man in white was slightly decapitated, glanced at the flowers in the yard and said, "Let's go."

The moment the voice fell, the two instantly disappeared into the yard.

After a tea time, everyone in Dream Village saw a scene that could not be forgotten in a lifetime. Countless only the immortals who came from the legend descended from the sky, and fell to the side of the nightmare river. Some people even flew into the thick fog of the Mengyu River, and did not know where to go.

The children who had just dispersed school shouted in amazement: "Sin... immortal!"

A handsome young man quickly flew into the dream village. His eyes glanced coldly around and calmly said: "You have seen two young people who are outstanding in appearance. They may pass by here and enter. Nightmare River."

The children have never seen such a good-looking person. They recalled carefully. It took a long time for a child to say: "We have never rushed into the Mengyu River here. You should never go in. Fairy, this nightmare river Especially terrible, my mother said that there are monsters inside."

The young man looked at the child with a strange look, then turned and ignored him.

Soon someone walked to the side of the young man and said: "Four young masters, this dream village is the closest village to the Mengyu River, and then to the east through the Mengyu River, is the land of nightmare. We have Turning the whole glory over and over again, if they are not here, then it must be in the land of nightmare."

Bai Lu’s face was so heavy that he thought for a moment and said: “If you really enter the nightmare, we have to wait for the reinforcements, and we must not act rashly.”

Among the search teams headed by Bai’s ancestors, in addition to the Bai’s ancestors who are guests in the capital of Rongguo, the leader is the fourth master of Bai’s family, Baiji.

In the same year, Baiji and the Shusu of the Broken Soul, the Buddha of the Yuanzong and the Yunjia are called "Xuantian Four Masters".

Nowadays, after nearly a hundred years, the Susie of the Broken Souls has been severely inflicted by Luo. Since then, Yun Yun’s Yun Rong has also been outstanding, but his strength is superior, but he is no longer outstanding. Only Baiji and Buddhism, still leading the younger generation, together with the magical Yunxiang of the Magic Road Palace, three legs.

Baiji has now been repaired in the middle of the complex, a little lower than the Buddha, but a higher realm than Yunxiang. At this moment, he led the team, searched the scope of Rongguo, and searched the nightmare river all the way.

White is free to use the spirit to sweep away, the entire dream village will be in the eye. There is really nothing wrong here. Every man in the family seems to be fishing out. The children are excited to return home and hug with their mother.

Soon, Bai Ji turned and said to the white family on the side: "Notify the ancestors, waiting to enter the nightmare."

"Yes!"

Since there is no abnormality in this village, Baiji turned and walked away. He had to leave the village at the tip of his toes. When he had just flew into the air, he heard a crisp child voice behind him: "This person... is this person the kind of immortal in the mouth of the gentleman? Is this this? The immortals are also like many years ago, to enter our nightmare river, to the place on the river?"

White poles have excellent ear power, and even if they are separated by a distance, they can hear other people's words.

He suddenly stopped and quickly returned to Dream Village and landed in front of the child. The child was so scared that he was not white, but he did not respond. The white pole hanged his eyes and looked at him coldly. He said coldly: "What is the opposite of the Nightmare River, you know?"

The child was so scared that he was crying. He was about to cry. He shook his throat and said: "First... Mr. said, the river is a terrible place, we must not go. Hey, sir... sir... ...I don't know anything, I don't know anything..."

The strong suffocation on the white pole caused the child to cry out. Soon, the four or five children who had not left before were crying one after another. They shouted "Mother" and shouted "Mr." and sometimes called "Father."

If it is said that it is understandable to be scared and shouted, why do you call "Mr.", which makes Baiji look both eyes.

He turned his hand into a silver light, sharp and slender silver | The gun made a beautiful arc in the air, the gun tip pointed to the elderly village chief, and coldly said: "Who are the gentlemen in these children?"

The village chief trembled and said: "First... Mr. is the teacher of our dream village, the people are very good, the children... the children like him."

Baiji asked: "Why is his name?"

The head of the village said: "The name is Wu Mo."

The white brow was slightly stunned, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked: "When did he come to your dream village?"

The village chief said without hesitation: "When the wife was three or four years old, he came to Dream Village with his mother. His mother died in his early years, and he taught in our dream village."

When the voice just fell, one child said aloud: "The village chief remembered it wrong, and the gentleman is clearly ten years ago!"

The head of the village looked at the eyes and said loudly: "Nonsense!" The sweat of the bean fell from the forehead of the village chief. He looked at the handsome and cold white pole and kept laughing: "The child remembers wrong, this It’s the clearest thing to do things. Mr. is coming to our dream village when they are three or four years old. Don’t believe... don’t believe you to ask other people.”

At this time, many women on the side of the crowd also nodded and said that they were, but more and more children were dissatisfied.

"Mr. is obviously ten years ago. It was ten years ago. At that time, I was born. I didn't always say that I was born, the year I was born, my name is still taken by my husband."

Bai Jing looked calmly at the child and asked faintly: "What is your name."

The child stood up and said: "Mr. said that I was born in the fall, so I called Luo Qiu."

Baiji suddenly raised his lips and satirized and smiled: "Wu Mo, Luo Qiu... It’s really a 'Luoshui Qianqiu'. At this time, give names to others, all with the name of life and death." In an instant, I saw a silver flash, and the head of the village chief fell from the neck.

The white poles did not move, and the women and children were scared to stay in place and could not move.

"Where is Mr.?"

No one answered the words of Baiji.

Bai Jing’s eyes were cold, and he glanced at the people around him at random.

boom!

There was a great round pit on the ground, and all the women fell into it, making a painful cry.

Baijidao: "Where is Mr.?"

A child cried and shouted: "Mr. is here, just in the school. Mr. is in the school... oh..."

The spirit of Baiji swept through a room behind the child, but did not find a movement in it. There was a bowl of warm tea on the table, and half of the words were written on the table in the room, but there was no one in the house.

When the white gaze was moving, the tip of the gun pointed at the round pit, and the women sang together.

He said loudly: "Luo gradually clears, if you are here, can you watch others give you a life? You are not a monster, you should not exist in the world, if you do not appear, these people are because of you Death. Heaven is always, cause and effect, these are counted on you, you can afford it!"

Responding to the white pole is the faint wind blowing from the nightmare river.

Baiji turned to look at the family, and the other party gently bowed to him. Baiji calmly said: "Since you refuse to appear, then I will kill one person. When they are all dead, I will Let these children also jump in and ignite a big fire."

Waiting for a fragrant time, Bai Lu calmly looked down at the round pit, his eyes glimpsed, and a plain breeze seemed to be scraped off one of the women's bodies. Just when the wind was about to blow onto the woman, I heard the "咔嚓-" sound, and the wind broke in midair.

Baijidao: "Luo gradually clear!"

A blue figure walked over from the white misty nightmare river. He wore a sloppy rag, and looked handsome and plain, and his eyebrows tightened tightly. He looked at the young and handsome monk in the distance, and his voice asked coldly: "With my strength, killing you is easy. With the power of my master, killing people in the place is also a must." What confidence do you have, dare to make such a thing, and lead me out."

"Tianqing broke the sea array!"

White shouted loudly and answered the question of Luo gradually clearing.

Looking at this familiar array, Luo gradually cleared his complex face and didn't even know what to say.

Since Luo Qingqing first encountered this formation, he fought with this battle for a full 30 years.

Baiji’s confidence is not without reason. At this moment in the dream village, there are two monks in the Mahayana period, four monks in the robbery period, seven monks in the fit period, and ten monks in the monk period, but Yuan Ying There are hundreds of monks in the period and the Golden Age.

Tianqing’s breaking sea array does not mean that it must be repaired to be high, so that it can get a perfect array of effects. As long as there are a large number of people, it can reach its peak. Just as the Yaozu’s Tianqing Broken Sea array in the state of Zhangzhou, Mingzhou and Chaozhou used almost all of the flesh and blood of the third-order and fourth-order ground-level monsters, but the number of tens of thousands of them was hard. It became a shocking array of people who had blocked countless Mahayana people.

This array of methods under the white cloth is comparable to the early monks of the gods. Although it cannot threaten the mysterious spirits in the heyday, it can barely confront.

Luo gradually cooled his look, and his eyes crossed over the children and women behind the white body. Suddenly he took a sword and tipped it to the big one.

On this day, the ruin of the sea array was extremely white. He held a long gun and used the power of the big array to fight several times with Luo gradually. However, the move of Luo gradually cleared, but the sword and sword stabbed the white, and his face changed greatly. Hurry: "Defense!"

At that time, all the monks with the white heads were on the ground, and the sky and the sea slammed into the ground, forming a defensive formation.

This incident was gradually realized early in the morning, he was only attached to the frost floating sword, but did not move again.

The children on the side have already seen it. They can't believe to look at their own gentlemen. They look at the weak and graceful gentleman who is holding a sword and fighting with so many immortals, and even hit them to the ground!

Luo gradually list the sword, and confronts everyone in the white.

Baiji looked dignified and did not dare to relax. He carefully guarded against the sneak attack of Xuan Lingzi. Although according to the statement of the eternal age, Xuan Lingzi seems to be seriously injured, even after ten years, the strength should not be fully restored, but Baiji did not dare to relax.

At this time, Luo gradually smiled and suddenly said: "Do you hate me."

White stunned and said subconsciously: "nonsense!"

Luo gradually cleared his lips and smiled more and more. He looked at the white pole with a scornful look. He shook his head slightly and sighed. "I never thought that 80 years ago, your realm was higher than mine. Out of the ordinary, but now only the fit period is repaired. Today, I want to break through the Mahayana period is just a snap, and you want to break through the robbery period, but have not spent the heavy catastrophe. The former 'Xuantian Four Jie's, but also Er'er. Except for the Buddha, the other three of you, I have never seen it in my eyes."

White-faced face iron blue: "Luo gradually clear!"

Luo gradually smiled, obviously a face that was not so amazing, not even as handsome as Baiji, but when he laughed, it looked like a bright light, and he couldn't help but stare at him. In the stunned eyes of the dream village, I saw Luo’s right hand slightly on his face, and a beautiful face was appearing on the nightmare river.

At this moment, it seems that even the breeze has stopped.

Nothing more sloppy linen can't cover such a dazzling person. A black hair hunts and dances in the wind. He is slightly proud, his delicate eyebrows are like ink, and his lips are light and sloppy. Without opening, he can attract anyone. Sight.

He said: "You marry me."

He added: "You have always yelled at me, and I am better than you in any way."

White is extremely angry, he tries to suppress his anger, saying: "Luo gradually clear! You nonsense! I don't need to marry you!"

Luo gradually cleared the lips and said: "But you are jealous of me. Seventy years ago, I was on the Taihua Mountain, defeated Yunrong, and broke the myth of 'Xuantian Four Jie'. Forty years ago, I led the Qinglong I took the lead in breaking the army of the Yaozu. Thirty years ago, I was fighting in the northern part of the land. You were only in the late stage, I never looked at you. Now, you and other Mahayana periods The monks in the robbery period can join hands to fight against me."

After a pause, Luo gradually cleared his face and said with a strange look: "White pole... I thought about it for a long time, then I remembered your name from the memory. It turns out that you are Baiji, do you seem to be the third master of the White House? ”

Luo gradually clears the voice with a full smile, his high appearance makes the white extremely intolerable, clenching the gun in his hand, but finally has not yet impulsively shot without hesitation.

He was dumb and said: "Luo gradually clears, you..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and Bai Ji immediately looked back. Several human sages beside him also hurried back.

But everything is too late, and Xuan Lingzi glared at the moment when they focused their attention on Luo Qingqing, raising their sleeves and dragging everyone in Dream Village behind them. On a ground-level flying treasure ship, the women and children of Mengcun were still undecided. The black-and-white spirit stood in the bow of the ship, and the power of the power of the gods was heavily pressed against Baiji and others.

Luo gradually sighed with a sigh of relief, toward the Xuan Lingzi Road: "Master."

Xuan Lingzi beheaded him.

Luo gradually clears what burden he has unloaded. He turns to look at the angry white pole. The corner of his mouth is swayed, but the smile is not at the bottom of his eyes. "Seventy years ago, I will rank you in a sword." The seventh white is heavy, today, I