Lin Luoran felt a tightness in her waist, and her limbs felt sore and weak as if they had been run over by a wheel. Reluctantly lowering her head, she saw that a dirty piece of cloth was entangled with her, and under the tugging force, Lin Luoran was rolled onto the sand, narrowly escaping her life.
She never knew that there would be fog in the desert, and the cloth strips were retracted. Under the thick night, she couldn't see clearly, and she couldn't figure out who saved her.
Wen Guanjing's muffled groan came from mid-air. He wanted to save Lin Luoran but was a step too late, and was attacked by the injured four-hoofed fire beast. He was about to follow in the footsteps of Brin Luoran. Falling onto the light curtain, the same dirty cloth caught Wen Guanjing, rolled him to Lin Luoran, and disappeared again.
Wen Guanjing's blow, which he couldn't defend against, was obviously seriously injured, there was blood on his lips, and he passed out completely. Little Qinghu shook him, feeling extremely depressed, not understanding why this human male cultivator was always in a coma.
The two shots of the dirty cloth finally caught the attention of the saint.
The light curtain temporarily stopped, no longer shrinking inward, and some animals were able to escape from death. But those dead animals and creatures could no longer come back to life. Their flesh and blood covered the eight light curtains, converted into a kind of energy that Lin Luoran could not understand, and sent it to the jade steps.
"The little one who hides his head and shows his tail..." The saint stopped walking up, and stopped to stare at the direction Lin Luoran was looking at. The dirty cloth strip flew out of the thick fog.
There was a long laugh in the thick fog, it was a man's voice.
"Bones build the road to the sky... After so many years, your routine, saint, has not changed at all."
Lin Luoran checked Wen Guanjing and was sure that he fainted only because of the vibration of his blood, so she let go of her worry. The mysterious person who rescued them was a man, Lin Luoran was finally sure. But why does this person's laughter sound crazy
Unlike her, the saint's complexion is obviously very bad.
"For so many years, in this way, which old friend is joking with this saint?"
Thinking that it might be an old friend, the saint naturally had a bad face. In her memory, there is no "old friend" who has a very harmonious relationship. Those who can be called like this are mostly enemies.
That person was no longer hiding, and slowly walked out of the thick fog.
Without the brilliance of a great hero, the one who saved Lin Luoran was obviously not a prince riding a white horse. He was just a Taoist priest wearing a dirty Taoist robe, his face seemed to be covered with stains, and there were small wooden sticks stuck in his hair. In his teens, because of his slovenliness, he seemed to have added a lot of age.
Lin Luoran felt that this outfit looked familiar, but she was sure that she had never seen such a Taoist.
The one who felt the same way as her was the Holy Maiden. The Holy Maiden didn't know this tattered and dirty Taoist priest at all. How could he say that he was an old friend... But how did he know that this was a "Heavenly Road"
"The more I live, the more timid I am..." the saint whispered to herself, and turned around with a flick of her sleeves.
The Taoist was crazy, ignored Lin Luoran at all, clapped his hands and laughed and said: "Who is the most pitiful in this world, Huangdi is the most pitiful, and I don't know if my daughter is the most pitiful person; who is the most pitiful in this world, Chi You is the most pitiful... What kind of shit Saintess of Jiuli, you're going to laugh your ass off."
Lin Luoran was confused by the Taoist's words, but only grasped some key words such as "Huang Di", "Chi You", and "Jiuli Holy Maiden". Of course Lin Luoran has heard of the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, mythical figures in ancient times.
Speaking of the "Jiuli Clan", most people may not know it, but when it comes to Chi You, many people know about the "Battle for the Lutheran", and Chi You is the leader of the Jiuli Clan. Lin Luoran thought of these legends in Chinese mythology. It sounds that this saint seems to be related to these mythical figures in ancient times, but Lin Luoran, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, only heard of a person named "魃", and there was no "Jiuli Saint". female".
What is going on here, are the crazy Taoists talking nonsense, or these myths and stories have been covered up for thousands of years
When the saint heard this, her body trembled slightly, her eyes, which were exactly the same as Baojia's, were narrow and beautiful, revealing surprise and coldness.
"No matter who you are, you will die today."
The saint descended lightly on the four-hoofed fire beast, and was shocked by this crazy Taoist, so she gave up the jade steps that she had climbed for a long time and landed in the desert.
From such a close distance, the saint's face is radiant and charming, and she is exactly the same as Baojia even if she doesn't look at her eyes... Thinking of Baojia, Lin Luoran paused slightly, and she glanced at the crazy and sloppy Taoist, and finally remembered why Feel familiar.
Crazy Taoist, she has heard such a description countless times from Commander Qin, why is she not impressed
That's right, who would come to save them, except this crazy Taoist who has a blood relationship with Baojia!
He wasn't dead—
Lin Luoran suddenly remembered that this person was probably the elder of Commander Qin's grandmother, and his lifespan was 200 years old during the foundation period. In this way, wouldn't he have at least "formed an alchemy"
It turns out that there are really alchemy monks on the earth!
Lin Luoran's pupils shrank, thinking of the saint who had something to do with the ancient times, there were not only alchemy monks, but even such existences, so it's not surprising that there were alchemy monks.
The saint has already attacked the mad Taoist. That is not a technique, not a sword formula, but an attack of spiritual power. Lin Luoran felt a tingling pain in the head, and the four-hoofed fire beast also rushed up, clearly wanting to pick up Lin Luoran, a soft persimmon.
Lin Luoran was already annoyed by this saint who regarded everyone else as an ant except herself. When she saw the four-hoofed fire beast coming, Zhao Jian greeted it mercilessly.
As soon as the crazy Taoist moved, he really couldn't hide the aura on his body. Lin Luoran felt that he was indeed more than the foundation-building stage, but the strange thing was that he was not as unfathomable as the saint, but he was not afraid of her ubiquity. Mental attack.
"Who the hell are you!" The saint's voice was sharp, it was the anger after the attack failed.
The crazy Taoist smiled while hiding: "The person who came to see you off... But, you have to keep this body."
The saint suddenly stopped beating, and instead smiled, indescribably beautiful.
"It is her honor to be able to walk with this saint. How can the earth today be compared to the place where this saint is going?"
Her voice is so quiet and her smile is dignified. This moment is very suitable for her self-proclaimed "Saint". It's another good way out.
Seeing her distracted, the four-hoofed fire beast suddenly roared loudly like thunder. Lin Luoran woke up, but muffled, already hurt by the four-hoofed fire beast's cry.
The Taoist screamed strangely: "The Kui Niu who betrayed the Lord, the Holy Maiden of Jiuli will give you three legs, and you will forget the camp you once belonged to!" He scolded the saint again:
"Pindao is just crazy, not stupid! Why go to a better place, with such a weak body, it will only be torn apart by the cracks in space. What's the use of taking her body, come back quickly, hurry up Hurry up, and Pindao will let you go..."
Lin Luoran's head was dizzy, China's inherent myth system was completely subverted tonight.
She knows Kui Niu. Legend has it that the Yellow Emperor, under the instruction of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, captured the Kui Niu who lived in Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea. It was shaped like a cow and could walk on one foot. , peeled the skin and made a kind of drum, which was used to deal with Chiyou.
The guy in front of him, apart from roaring like thunder, is extremely powerful, with a single horn on his head, body like a cow, but with four legs. It is both the same and different from the legend.
Lin Luoran doesn't understand the word traitor, and she doesn't care what kind of ghost saint or ghost or beast it is, she only knows that that body really belongs to Baojia... Is Baojia still alive
Lin Luoran didn't know either.
But even if she died, Baojia couldn't be torn apart by the space cracks in vain. Lin Luoran clenched her fists tightly, feeling the urge to tear the saint's corpse into thousands of pieces.
The saint stared at the mad Taoist with flickering eyes, "The formation has been activated, and this saint can indeed give up this body... But, who are you, dare to order this saint to do things?"
She burst out laughing like crazy:
"You damned natives, one or two, actually try to command the noble saintess...Whether it's the Yellow Emperor or Chi You, even you, a Qi trainer, are so arrogant. It seems that the passage of time has made you forget your original self." The Holy Maiden is amazing!"
Lin Luoran didn't understand why she called everyone "indigenous", but after the saint finished venting, she moved her hands, and she felt that the desert under her feet was a few degrees hotter in an instant.
When the yellow sand moved away, a gust of lava gushed out. The crazy people were unmoved, but Lin Luoran picked up the little green fox and the unconscious Wen Guanjing.
Lin Luoran is not unfamiliar with the mythology system. She thinks of the desert, and the lava between waving hands, and adds keywords such as Huangdi and Chi You. If she still doesn't know who this ghost saint is, she will be too disrespectful to the Chinese. face off.
The question is, since she is the Yellow Emperor's daughter Hanba, how can she call them "natives"
Lin Luoran looked warily at the Kui Niu who hadn't given up on her idea. Seeing the lava getting closer, she had to be ready to run for her life at any time.
There were two people and a beast standing on the yellow sand, the lava was rolling, the mad Taoist was not afraid at all, and he didn't know what to rely on.
Soon, Lin Luoran knew why the mad Taoist was so confident.
Kacha, a slight sound came from the jade steps, the jade steps that looked very solid, in the clapping hands of crazy people, in Lin Luoran's disbelief, in the anger of the saint, The towering jade steps swayed, and then—
Collapsed!
That's right, not only the jade steps collapsed, even the light curtain disappeared without a trace, half of the dead and injured animals stood stupidly in a pool of blood, unbelievable that they escaped so suddenly.
With the sound of the polar axis turning, those plains sank like they did when they came here. In an instant, apart from a few people, the spreading lava, and the shattered jade on the desert turned into endless yellow sand again.
The road to heaven paved with thousands of bones was destroyed like this
The saint finally couldn't bear it anymore, she looked up to the sky and screamed, the molten lava rolled, and she finally went crazy.
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