He hates Yu's ruthless selfish and false.

He hates Yu's ruthless coolness.

After the two brothers fell one after another, he created the two brothers with the fairy secrets and created two puppets to cheat the world.

If it wasn't for the god of puppets, his two proud brothers, how would he be willing to become a minister of the enemy.

However, the hate of the ancestors is innocent.

He couldn't bring the resentment of his ancestors to the innocent child.

So he accepted the disciple of Yu Wanzhou. For thousands of years, the only disciple for thousands of years was also the only disciple who was fully cultivated.

Now that God returns, his disciples have to die and grow with the world.

This day.

Yu Wanzhou cried, and his voice gradually weakened.

I ca n’t feel the majestic spirit of my son, and Laojun trembles.

He carefully picked up the jade night boat, glanced at his pale cheeks, and his eyelids jumped.

He knew that the efficacy of the return of the back of the light passed.

"Master ... If there is still the next life, the disciples will never be born in the emperor's house. The emperor is cool, the king Ting is cold. The disciples really don't know how to do it ..." Yu Wanzhou laughed bitterly, Yu Wanzhou laughed bitterly,

Gradually lost the glossy eyes, still full of cloth.

Yu Wanzhou knew that she was shot every day, and maybe there will be no life.

After all, no one is Fu Yao's ancestors and emperors of Yun Ji, a wooden bead that represents life, a phoenix heart that represents the fire of Nirvana.

No one can always have a unique luck, and become the darling of longevity.

In this life, he has lived enough for a long time, and he is enough.

The only regret was that he was born in this thirty -three heavens full of rights.

I really envy the dragon, and someone protects him in three lives;

I really envy Yun's silence on God. Even though the ancestor was sleeping for thousands of years, God could still meet her, and then continue the front edge;

It is really envious of the emperor Qingqiu Fox. He has followed the emperor of Zhan Yao for thousands of years, but he can be protected by the latter.

He, abandoned the immortal family, without the father of the emperor, and after the mother, he had it.

Nothing no matter how the life is, there will be no emperor's house in the next life, and let the wind and rain beyond the four directions.

If there is still no reluctance, it is ...

Yu Wanzhou smiled at him.

His idea is really, it makes people spur.

The sight in front of me suddenly became dull and secret, followed by a piece of snowflake.

Snow, listening to the ancestors of the gods said, what God loves to watch is snow.

There is also the snow in the snow.

"Master ..." When I remembered something, Yu Wanzhou stunned his teeth, trembling and vomiting the word.

He couldn't see Tai Shang Laojun, he could only open his eyes with his feelings.

Lao Jun sighed softly, reaching out and gently against his lips.

"The master knows."

He raised his sleeves, and Yu Wanzhou suddenly didn't stain the dust in white. When he returned to the former in the fairy world, the clean and gentle, humble, and extremely highly His Royal Prince.

Without the blood of blood, Yuyanzhou's pale complexion, more and more pale and weak.

His good -looking face is glowing.

Yu Wanzhou raised his lips weakly, smiled slightly, a pair of losing his luster eyes, just closed it.

Then there was no point movement at this moment.

Laojun's eyelashes trembled slightly.

His apprentice, go.

"The immortal world doesn't tolerate you to be buried here. The master takes you, go to the god of the gods, and go to the hometown of the ancestor." Lao Jun looked at his lips with a smile, as if the sleeping white son, gently opened his lips.

He hugged him horizontally and left the fairy world of the four cloths of Xiangyun step by step.

Lao Jun did not leave from Nantianmen, but forcibly torn out a space of a space, directly across the fairy world, and went to the god world.

The spiritual spirit of guarding the divine realm recognizes that this is the moral dignity of the Nine Realms in the past. After worshiping it, he released it for him.

Lao Jun passed through the deserted and disappointed God of Heaven, and came straight to a hoe.

There are high mountains and flowers, green grass fragrance.

A piece of Xanadu looks like.

Seeing this high mountain, when the three small tombs, Lao Jun's always cold eyes became popular.

As if the world, the three children were in trouble here that year, and they again appeared again.

"Master, I have never stepped here for thousands of years. I have seen you once, can you complain about your disciples?" Lao Jun bowed to the middle tomb, bowed away, and rolled into the grass in a drop of tears.

middle.

These three tombs are actually clothing Guanzhu.

When Hongjun's ancestors fought dead, the corpse was cooked by the demon.

When his two brothers died in front of the Seventh Realm Alliance, they died at all.

After he remembered everything, he tried his best to find the personal objects of the three of the year, and commissioned the Emperor Yao Emperor to quietly open the god realm.

For thousands of years, because of the blood of the immortals, Laojun never dared to step into the god of the gods and sweep the grave for the three.

He was afraid of his bloodline, defiled here.

Lao Jun converged and recalled, waved the dust at the next head of the three tombs, and hit a large hole.

He put Yu Wanzhou's body, together with the long sword he made, put it in it together.

Then squatting down, holding the soil little by little, and buried the Yuliu boat in person.

"Good apprentice, here is the place of Wanjie. You are not just a sigh, your ancestor, your uncle is here. You can live with it with peace of mind."

He wrote a tombstone for Yu Wanzhou, and before the new soil was inserted, Lao Jun's eyes became a little red.

He clenched his hands tightly, and he didn't know if he was white.

At this moment, Laojun has an unprecedented hatred.

He can't bear it anymore, can't bear it anymore.

His ancestor, his brother, and his apprentice, all of which were buried because of the greedy of the immortal jade clan.

If he endured anymore, where there is still face, come here to worship.

Lao Jun bowed and worshiped three worship at the four tombs.

A good apprentice, you have never finished the way, the master came to finish it for you.

The master will not endure this time.

"I am here to vow with the soul, and never break through the fairy palace with the ancestors, and never be peaceful." Lao Jun vowed with his soul in his heart, and then straightened his body, his eyes full of anger and hatred slowly calmed down.

Then, become cold and firm.

Lao Jun glanced deeply at the newly established tombstone, breathing intuitive.

When you look at it again, there is no previous courage.

He is cowardly.

If he did not look at him cold, but instead persuaded the jade late boat, and if he learned to be patient, he would not be so hurriedly embarked on the road of the king.

Now that the matter is successful, the people die, and the old king is useless to be annoyed.

After he made up his mind, he returned to the Immortal Realm, first went to the Palace of Palace, and then quietly twisted it, looking for the crickets that have been ignored by the fairy family.
Chapter completed!