MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 98

The enemy and friends were unclear, and Luo Shitu hurriedly glanced at him, but he saw that he was a black-dressed teenager. The sword eyebrows stared at the momentum and immediately made a defensive posture, watching the other side with vigilance.

"You do it!" The psychological age of the Tao is just a cowardly child. When you see someone who doesn't talk, you can't help but rush. He has a playful companion. He naturally refuses to be lost. A branch As the sound slammed through.

The young man raised his eyebrows and easily escaped. He said to the boy who appeared on the tree: "I want to be you, and you don't want to be old."

Luo Shitu: "!" So there is a sense of connotation, what is wrong...

Unlike him, Dao couldn’t understand the meaning of this. He only thought that it was not a good thing. Most of it was ridiculing that he was slow, but he could practice it. It would be even more difficult. He would give him another ten years. It must be able to solidify the body.

"Kun no!"

"Haha... well, don't tease you," the young boy who had been smashed stepped forward and succumbed to the cynicism of his face.

The qualifications are acceptable, but they have not yet been built. It is not enough to see. He has nothing to understand. Even if the Lord is much weaker than before, can he not follow the eyes? Kun did not shake his head in his heart. Although he was not self-respecting, he faced too much small existence and would not kill it. How could he give up his mind?

Such a thought, unconsciously leaked the pressure, the virtual face wrinkled, a small tree root drilled out of the ground, soothingly rolling the foot of Luo Shitu. It was also his move that awakened the suffocating sensation of Luo Shutu, sighed and took the initiative to face the power of crushing.

The black scorpion is deep and deep, and it shines brightly in the dark night. It is full of vitality and steadfast, and it is as firm as a meteorite. It breaks out an unshakable belief, fearless and fearless.

Kun did not stare at him, suddenly smiled, and the surging dark tide instantly subsided: "It's a bit interesting, this place has nothing to do, you have to call you a small master."

The ignorant is fearless, and one day, the person who leaves will leave, and the distance between them is like the height of the sky. The land is wide. He wants to know if the Acacia can still be fearless like that at that time?

"Little master?!" Dao surprised, "Why..."

Luo Shitu threw the ice sculpture to him, and turned back to see Kun Kun: "I am respected."

"The Lord is accepting the inheritance, and I am coming to look after you." Kun did not lazily answer, and he did not value his attitude very clearly. "If the little master is bored, he will accompany the virtual play, and it is rare for him to agree."

"I am not a child!" Dao cherished the ice sculpture and sat down at the top of the tree.

Luo Shitu approached Kun and had a gloomy expression. When he was in the same way as the virtual transaction, he was two people, and he said directly: "I want to see Master."

Not waiting for Kun to refuse, he said: "While you say that the master respects the Lord, but he does not necessarily have to admit it. Compared with me, it is not necessary to say anything about it. Moreover, I have no benefit in the inheritance of the Master. But the decision will not be bad, but it will make him feel good."

The juvenile's tone is not humble, even if it is difficult to hide the coldness of the nature, it is also extremely controlled to the extent that it will not anger him. Obviously, it is clear where his position is. Kun has no mouth and no pain, and he accepts this painlessly. No threat of itching.

He turned his hand and the familiar black whirlpool opened again.

{>_

Luo Shitu, who has already taken half a foot, has been silent for a moment, and he is worried about the IQ of his system: {Reassured, you can't miss you. }

Kun Wudu is called Hongjun Lord, presumably here is the land of Hongjun, waiting for everything to solve, want to take energy to minute things!

For thousands of years, Kun is not the master of the hand*. In addition to Hongjun, he is the only one who can freely manipulate this space. It is impossible to make the portal easily. Do it.

The moment of landing was slightly dizzy, and Luo Shitu was able to stand firm. He immediately felt the burning of the soles of his feet, and his body quickly took a sweat.

"Where is this?" The surrounding air infiltrated the enthusiasm, the stone wall of the passage reflected a fiery fire, and it was difficult to see his face after he found that he could not resist this heat.

The water and fire are incompatible, and the ice roots are not much different. However, his foundation is still shallow, not to mention the back pressure, and he will be worried even after a long life.

Kun walked a few steps without leisure, and after seeing his face flushed, he threw a piece of jade-like stone in the past: "The Lord is in front, and he does not want to die if he is not clear." ”

The stone was small and round, and when it started, there was a chill of coolness. The skin swept smoothly around the skin, and the heat of the unbearable sigh was dissipated. Luo Shitu breathed a few times and disappeared. I was so depressed that I couldn’t feel comfortable.

He swept his eyes and no, this helped to be reasonable. After all, if he had a mistake in Kun’s hands, the other party couldn’t blame, but he remembered that he had not forgotten the offense, thank you for not, according to him. The temper, even if it is less difficult in the future.

Not a few steps, the channel has seen the end, Luo Shutu remembers Hongjun, striding beyond the front of Kun, and took the lead to rush outside.

If there is hell, take it here as a set and then fit it.

Nowhere in the huge caves, there is no burning fire, its color is like blood, and the boiling magma flows in the pool, and it emits hot white air. Only a short time, the role of jade will be invalid, a shoe he stepped on the channel was burned and burned instantly, and the pain of the burning of the flesh was directly attacked. If it wasn’t for Kun’s eye, he would return him. I have to suffer a lot.

His stubbornness to Hongjun has not been saved in this life. Fortunately, he let him faintly see the shadow of the center, otherwise he will not give up easily.

———

In ancient times, the two instruments were not divided, and there was chaos and chaos.

I don't know where I am, and I don't know where to return. Since the birth of the Ten Gods, he gradually has a perception, which makes him more aware of his own consciousness.

Long-term loneliness, endless darkness, even if there is no new life that can't be accompanied, he still can't produce extra feelings. Yes, the ten gods' joys, sorrows and sorrows, he can distinguish, but can't always feel the same.

Although there are doubts, it is also extremely weak. He has a mission that is doomed and cannot be shirked. No desire, no sadness, no happiness, this is best.

A long time later, or in the blink of an eye, the Ten Gods screamed, the heavens and the earth opened, and the weather appeared.

He saw many new lives, and saw countless changes in history. Three thousand worlds, life and death, and vastness, like a scorpion. Only he, knowing the past, showing the future, exists in eternity, accustomed to silence, with a cold sorrow, overlooking sentient beings.

God's fat, can't be said.

One day, he stood in the sun, really touched the joys and sorrows, the vicissitudes of life, even if the smoke is so dusty, the eyes are scattered, can not deny the truth.

For the first time, he suddenly became curious about the world.

......

The memory is far away, he looks back through the eyes of others, and the scene is full of light, like a personal experience, the spirit is as good as the mother, peaceful and peaceful; and the body conveys the idea, but it is painful.

Two days of ice and fire, floating and sinking, Hongjun has a moment of sobriety, struggling to get rid of memories, and captured very quickly.

He promised to accept the inheritance, but did not expect the strength of the inheritance to be so large. If his body is the channel that carries the stream, then this inheritance is like a galaxy. It is a little bit enough to fill his relatively dry soul and continue. Only the ending of the total collapse is left.

No more... Otherwise... he vaguely thought that there was some desire for life, although he had never experienced such a dilemma, but in his heart, he should have been born and died normally, and he would not have a half-biased obsession.

"Not quite right..." Kun didn't look far away, his brows wrinkled, and suddenly he threw his thigh and cried. "I forgot that the Lord is no more than it used to be! Damn!" The face was blamed. "This Back, I can only rely on myself, I hope..."

Luo Shutu sees that he can't even install a high-ranking shelf. He is quite guilty of blasphemy for his death. He knows that things are not small. He immediately dismissed the jade card and opened him to the hole.

"You don't want to die!" Kun did not respond quickly, immediately chased out, preventing him from moving forward.

Feet on the hot ground, the feeling of burning fire rose again, Luo Shitu did not move, as if shielding the pain, eyes straight toward the center of the cave, shouted: "Master!"

Kun said nothing: "What do you call, think about it - where are you going!" He was in a hurry, hurriedly wanting to stop, wanting to stun him back, but there was no other person to make a quick break, and in a blink of an eye, he seemed to be off the string and rushed to the front. .

Unwilling to gamble, and the momentum is like a rainbow, Kun has no open mouth, the raised hand slowly falls, and the move is collected.

He has never seen such paranoia, and it is almost unreasonable. It is obvious that it may interfere with the other party, but regardless of whether or not it is considered to be a life, death can be a total death, selfishness and selflessness.

The teenager who flew in the flames covered the frost that melted in a flash, the white steam evaporated by the ice water quickly burned, the color of the fire was scattered, and the robes gradually burned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye. Like a butterfly.

Only one pair of eyes, bright and amazing, like a stupid rabbit in a trap, like a lone wolf with a prey selected, pure black is rendered by red light, deadly beauty.

"Master -"

The call to exhaustion is like a dream. He saw a man coming for him, breaking through the raging fire, full of red lotus.

Hongjun knows that he can't get there. In a few more steps, he will fly away, the spirits will disappear, and the world of three thousand will have nowhere to be found.

However... no, no, no! His life is to read a smile, if not, he does not have to resist!

The flame tongue swallowed the tail, which is more terrible than the separation of one step away. It is exhausting all efforts. In the end, it can't change the distance closer to the other side. It is as far away as the mountain, can't touch, can't do anything, sad and desperate.

"Master--" The young man screamed and screamed, but his breath became weaker and weaker. "Master respects..."

A glimpse of the tail sounds, one person jumped out of the center, and the white clothes instantly caught the crumbling boy, and he lifted his waist and lifted his body. After a few changes, the cave was out.

Kun did not hurry up and pleaded guilty. At first glance, he could see that Hongjun had no time to pay attention to himself. He suggested: "On the Lord, it is better to go back to the medicine with the little master."

The medicine sputum, that is, where the sin is located, the grass and wood are rich in aura, and it is helpful for the self-cultivator to heal the sedation.

The boy in his arms was wrapped in a large white robe, staring at him with his eyes open, his eyelashes curled up, his skin burned with blood red, and he touched his hair and burned his hair. Gentle: "Not afraid."

He knows that the juvenile's body has been burned so badly that it can be healed even after nine days of heavy fire. Even if he can completely get scars in this place where the elixir is abundant, he feels tight.

It’s not that the injury is not heavy, he just doesn’t want to be injured. 2k novel reading network