Red lotus comes out, Qinglian is under the lotus

The blue -colored shadow above the blue lotus lamp also slowly faded. In fact, cautiously, that is not fading, but fading.

The green lotus virtual shadow on the green lotus lamp slowly faded, and the lotus of the lotus fell after a petal. The cyan petals floated in the air and was shrouded in the red mang.

Instead, at the moment the blue lotus virtual shadow fell, a small flower bone appeared quietly.

The red light, the red flower bone, is appearing in the location of the Qinglian virtual shadow just now.

Red like blood, bloom slowly.

The flower bone blossomed slowly at the speed of the naked eye. At the same time, those vegetation that had recovered vitality under the enveloping of the blue mang was also beaten back to the original shape at this moment, even more yellow than before.

A red lotus stretching the posture, just like a fierce fire, swaying the body in the autumn wind.

It seems to be the only flower blooming in this fall. The red light flows on its petals. It is proud like a white swan.

The red is bright, and the red is also charming.

Xu Changan also looked at this scene horriblely, and the blood on the tip of the sword kept dripping onto the core.

The fall of the blood "Tick Tick" seems to be consistent with the rhythm of his heart beating.

Most of the injuries he suffered before were almost all of the moment when Red Mang appeared, except for hands.

The hand holding the sword does not know when a new wound appeared, and it is where the palm is.

In this place, no one else encountered except the horn handle.

But now your blood flows continuously from the palm of the hand to the long sword and finally drip the light core.

Xu Changan's originally cracked place has been completely healed, but his heart is slightly painful, and the blood flow is endless.

He watched the demon's strange red lotus virtual shadow, and he roared in his mouth. He wanted to mention the long sword, and the red light from the core of the core attracted the tip of the sword.

The red blood fell into the core, as if it became a lamp oil, which exudes the red light.

Due to how he pump his sword hard, this incineration seems to be like connecting with this weird little lamp.

His eyes flushed, and his consciousness slowly blurred.

He raised his teeth, worked hard to raise his sword, and used the free sword on weekdays. At this moment, it was as difficult as moving the mountain.

Pei Chang Kong also ran over at this time. He stood with Ning Zhiyuan and Dong Pan, watching Xu Changan, who was sticking to the small lamp from a distance.

The two saw Pei Changkong. After all, he was the master of the generations.

Pei Changkong waved his hand and looked at Xu Changan. Now the news on the Lianchi side has not come, and he has never seen this situation. The anxiety on his face is revealed.

He opened his mouth, but closed again.

In this case, he has never seen it. I don't know what Xu Changan was at this time, and he dared not bother himself.

He frowned, and the red light caused him to compress him, but this coercion was irrelevant to him.

When Pei Changkong heard the noise and exclaiming from behind him, he turned his head and looked at it. I saw the previous disciples of Huixi.

He was trying to instruct Dong Pan and Ning Zhiyuan around him to help. He hadn't said that Xu Changan in the yard had changed.

A red mask appeared on Xu Changan's body, and his eyes slowly softened.

The red lotus blossoming shakes the petals, just like a full person standing up and shaking his body. The blood above the tip of Xu Changan no longer drops.

After, I hit a cigllar leg and sat under the steps.

Xu Changan closed his eyes and fell into Shen Mi. At this time, he didn't know that he was only within reach of the little lamp.

The moment he sat down, these red light seemed to be softened.

Although it is not possible to treat everyone like a blue light, at least it is offensive.

Pei Changkong glanced deeply at the small lamp, sighed, and said nothing, turned around.

"Sect, what should we do"

Before Dong Pan's face, Ning Zhiyuan called Pei Changkong as the prince.

Pei Changkong shook his hand backwards, and the four words were passed into the ears of the two.

"Look at its change"

When the two heard this, they first stunned, and then looked at Xu Changan sitting under the steps at the same time. In the end, Dong Pan took the lead in turning his head and looked at Ning Zhiyuan.

Ning Zhiyuan thought, nodded and said slowly, "I lost, no problem, I will let you fight with Ye Qianshu in the last game. Anyway, the swords you practiced when you enter the little master are similar."

Dong Pan looked at Xu Chang'an and smiled slightly.

In fact, he not only appreciates Xu Changan, but also with a little gratitude.

"Okay, if there is a chance, I will accompany you to go to Chimei Mountain." He looked at Xu Changan, but he said to Ning Zhiyuan.

Ning Zhiyuan heard the words and looked at Xu Changan.

The result of the two people's gambling results stems from Xu Changan. If it is ordinary, the two can't touch the face for a few months, and they can't pull the face.

After this strange man with a bucket, he had a buffer area for the two, and finally won a win -win situation.

Although the two are brothers in Tongmen, they have always been Dong Pan's suppression of Ning Zhiyuan. However, because of Ning Zhiyuan's mother's surname, now they are both strength or status.

If there is no opinion in my heart, it is impossible. But if it is for this small matter to accuse the green lotus Jianzong's rules for thousands of years, it seems unsuccessful.

Knot.

Although there was nothing to say on his mouth, after the test after being promoted after being promoted, he subconsciously did not meet Ning Zhiyuan. The two of them had a posture of old death.

It happened, taking advantage of this opportunity. Pei Chang Kong was afraid that Xu Changan would be in his hands in the face of Ning Zhiyuan, so he called Dong Pan, which also indirectly promoted the first win -win cooperation between the two.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Xu Changan, and his eyes were full of gratitude. He wanted to pat the shoulder of Dong Pan around him, but his hands were empty.

He turned his head and saw Dong Pan, who was in white, his last back.

"It's a proud guy"

Ning Zhiyuan's handfulness turned in the air, holding the wall next to him, and his face was slightly embarrassing.

He looked at Dong Panyuan's direction, glanced at his mouth, and then watched Xu Changan and said, "A Zongmen's most outstanding disciple should never have a gap, but this is also a good start.

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He seemed to be talking about Xu Changan who was sitting in front of the lamp.

Many years later, when he and Dong Pan joined forces to resist foreign enemies, and eventually saving Qinglian Jianzong, he also remembered that his two stories started now.

Ning Zhiyuan smirked, holding Qinglian in his hand, turned around, and said to the crowd, "Keep this place, no one can go in"

At this moment, a roar came from the sky.

This voice is a woman, and I am familiar with Ning Zhiyuan.
Chapter completed!