Luo Le and the Zi Jiao couldn't bear to part, so they quietly left when they left the Great Zhoutian Palace in the winter.

The letter left by Luo Le said that because of an incomplete opportunity she and the corpse dragon had to go to an island in the East China Sea to receive the final inheritance. Logically speaking, they should go out of the Longmen Secret Realm three days ago, but because of Dongluo, he stayed in Luoyang City for another three days.

This trip is very dangerous, and I will never say goodbye. If I really want to say goodbye, it might be that the curse Dongluo had long died.

The letter is very long, and although each word is written neatly and carefully, it seems very mediocre. However, Dong Luo still treats it like a treasure. He reads it when he wakes up and hides it when he gets drunk.

Dozens of pages of letter paper say some nagging words and trivial matters, but Dongluo reads it over and over again.

After reading it many times and getting drunk several times, Dong Luozhen put away the letter with great importance. The preciousness is no worse than the few words he likes most.

The incomplete opportunities mentioned in the letter, Dong Luo can guess more or less, and it should be the inheritance of the main god. As for why they don’t explain it clearly, it must be related to the misty aura above the dragon spring.

At this time, Dongluo still remembered that the last time he was forced to ask about Ye Wudi by Ye Baishang, he had not said everything, and he had not really said it, his head was about to explode. It was another real experience of death. So the corpse dragon and the others didn't want to say it, but they couldn't say it.

Dong Luo sat blankly on the roof, with a few empty wine pots around him, and kept muttering the words at the end of the letter, "I would like to be a fallen leaf and fall quietly beside you."

Dongluo opened another pot of wine. He felt that Gu Jianzhi was right. He was not a bad eye, he was just blind.

If you can't see any obvious things, one will not say, and the other will not say, so you have nothing to say until now.

Dong Luo took another sip of wine and murmured in a low voice: "I do, too."

There was an empty wine pot on the roof, and each pot was hidden in it, and every word was worth a drink of wine.

Erhei and Sanhei sat under the eaves, without saying a word until they were called away by Gu Jianzhi.

Xue Nianci sat in front of the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight shone all over the ground, but there was only one moon.

And who is the bright moonlight in your heart!

Xue Nianci closed the window and closed the bright moonlight outside the window.

A woman with a slightly dark face was holding a blanket and gently draped on Dong Luo's body.

After the extreme ice was suppressed, Dong Luo hadn't felt cold for a long time. Now as a cultivator, he couldn't understand what cold and heat meant. But when the blanket was covered with him, he still felt warm inside.

Dong Luo turned his head and looked at the black-faced woman, and whispered, "Aunt Zhang, why are you here?"

The black-faced woman sat next to Dong Luo, looking at the boundless night, and asked in a gentle voice: "Do you regret it?"

Put the wine pot in Dong Luo

On the one hand, he supported the roof with both hands and shrank his neck and replied truthfully: "It's a bit."

After being stunned, Dong Luo mocked, "I regretted it before saying this. When I said this, I regretted it a little, but now I have nothing left."

The black-faced woman smiled slightly, "Why don't you regret it now? Logically speaking, regretting this kind of thing shouldn't be that today's things are a little more than yesterday's things, and a little less than tomorrow's things?"

Dong Luo looked up at the galaxy in the sky, his thoughts floating.

"When I was in the Dragon Gate Secret Realm, I wanted to say something to her, but I didn't know if I could survive at that time. Maybe I just finished saying this and died before I took a few steps. So I didn't say it. Now I think about it, I really regret it because that time was the time when I was the most courageous, and I was not even afraid of death at that time."

"The night before yesterday, I wanted to say something to her on this roof, but those words were just about to rush out of my throat and were pressed down by me again. I couldn't say it last time because I didn't know life and death. I didn't say it this time because I thought of my enemies and those people, maybe some existences that I could not defeat even if I tried my best. My path was too difficult to walk, so I won't pull her on my path."

Dongluo turned his head and looked at the black-faced woman, "Aunt Zhang, do you think I'm stupid?"

The black-faced woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's a bit stupid, but you are a fool, you are lucky! You have to learn more from your Uncle Zhang. You seem to be thinking about her everywhere, worrying that you have short life and letting others down. Worrying that the danger you will face will cause them to be implicated. In fact, this is not the case, the world is moving, and the mountains and rivers are unstoppable."

"In this matter! Luo Le is doing much better than you. I know the place she is going to. It is said that it is a life of nine deaths, but in fact, there is not much difference between ten deaths and no life. His hope of living is not much greater than that of you who walk out of the secret realm of Longmen alive, but she still goes. Do you think she is a person who is afraid of danger?"

Dong Luo shook his head.

The black-faced woman continued, "If the danger you are facing now in your eyes is actually like this in her eyes. How would you feel?"

Dong Luo looked at the black-faced woman with confusion on her face.

"What a fool!"

The black-faced woman patted Dongluo's head and said, "Don't worry, you have called my godmother, so in this matter, I will draw a sword for you. Then I will see who dares to stop you under my sword."

Dong Luo's doubts were even more serious, this was all the same as that! Since entering the path of cultivation, what Dong Luo's Yin Qing could see was different from before.

In ordinary times, he looked at the mountains and saw water as water.

Now, he sees mountains not mountains, and water not water. Whenever he opens his eyes to the world, he feels like watching flowers in the fog. Everything is not real.

For example, he looks at a black-faced woman.

When he was in Yunzhong County, he looked at a black-faced woman, which was no different from looking at an ordinary person.

After coming out of the secret realm of Longmen, he looked at the black-faced woman again, but found that he

It can't be seen clearly, just like watching the moonlight under the moonlight, you can see everything and you can't see anything.

Dong Luo suddenly said, "Aunt Zhang, are you a super cultivator?"

The black-faced woman stood up and said with a smile: "What do you say!"

Dong Luo nodded and said, "Yes."

The black-faced woman shook her head and said, "You are wrong, I am not."

Dong Luo curled her lips, obviously very disbelief of this.

The black-faced woman looked around and said mysteriously: "The so-called cultivator is to cultivate the mind and cultivate the power, but I neither cultivate the mind nor the power. I am just a reckless man who chops around with a sword."

Rumor...husband?

With a puff, the sip of wine that Dong Luo had just drunk was sprayed out by him.

Dong Luo, who was unsteady, almost fell off the roof. Fortunately, he controlled himself very much.

Dong Luo slammed the corner of his mouth. He wanted to laugh very much, but he really didn't dare to laugh. He was really afraid that the person beside him who called himself a reckless man slapped him on the head and slapped him down the roof of his room.

Dong Luo couldn't help but smile, and there seemed to be a trace of light in his gloomy mood.

The black-faced woman raised her hand and slapped Dong gently on her head and said, "Why are you leaving tomorrow?"

Dong Luo shrank his neck and said, "I left early in the morning."

The black-faced woman nodded and said, "I have packed all the things, and I have filled two Sumeru items, one for you and the other for Bai Gui. I have given him Nianci's one."

The black-faced woman handed Dong Luo two Sumeru objects with storage space much larger than mustard seeds. One was a white jade pendant with the words "Changliu" engraved on the jade pendant.

The other one is not that particular. The other Sumeru object is a blood-red ring with blood qi scattered on it. It does not look like a Sumeru object, but rather a monster that chooses people to eat.

The black-faced woman waved the "Changliu" jade pendant in her hand, "The things inside are all carefully selected by Luo Le, the little girl, for you, you have to protect them. In order to pick these things for you, we have run a lot in the past three days."

Dong Luo took the jade pendant and the ring with some emotion and hung it directly around his waist. He was still wondering about Luo Le, what have Sanhei and Aunt Zhang been doing in the past three days! Every day, he went out early and came back late, and it turned out that he was going to buy something for him.

The black-faced woman wanted to speak but stopped.

Dong Luo sat upright, looking at listening with a look of scrutiny, "Aunt Zhang, what do you want to say?"

The black-faced woman sighed lightly and said, "You are not as good as you came to Luoyang from Luoyang this time than when you came to Luoyang from Weicheng last time. It's hard for you to go."

Dong Luo sat upright, clenched his fists on his knees, "Aunt Zhang, I know that there are countless jackals, tigers and leopards along the way, and I will definitely protect myself."

The woman in black was a little relieved, but she felt relieved and felt a little distressed. She seemed to remember something bad. She looked at the phoenix eyes with evil eyes, turned her head and looked at the Great Zhoutian Palace.

An old man wearing a Bagua robe in the Great Zhoutian Palace was holding a golden tortoise shell, shaking it indifferently, and muttering words.

Women in black

After Zi's eyes fell, the old man suddenly had sword energy everywhere, and countless subtle sword energy seemed to appear out of thin air. The void was cut apart, and tiny black holes appeared and countless streams of light could be seen flying in the black hole.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the tortoise shell in the old man's hand shattered.

The old man frowned and said helplessly: "I thought Dugu's reckless man would have a better temper after marrying him, but I didn't expect that the reckless man would be a reckless man. I couldn't change it."

The old man squatted down and looked at the copper coins scattered all over the ground, and said with a dim expression: "What a chaotic hexagram! The overall situation has not been seen in a thousand years."

The old man took a deep breath and said, "It's better to be messy. There are no troubled times, so how can heroes come from? It seems that I need to make this world more chaotic."

...

...

The moon is bright and the morning birds fly around the tree.

The black-faced woman said, "You are only twenty years old this year, and you are still a child in the world of cultivation. The enemies you are facing are much stronger than you. Do not underestimate the enemy, and don't believe in the lies of defeating the strong with the weak. Everyone who can survive and reach such a high level is the real money and silver left by the great waves in the world of cultivation. No one is simple. It has already explained many problems if they can live longer than others. You must always remember that living is the most important thing. Only by living can you be qualified to be stronger than them."

"When you go up the mountain, no one is singing all the way. As long as you admit defeat, you can survive. If you don't admit defeat, you will die. You don't have to hold on and refuse to admit defeat. It doesn't matter if you lose once or twice occasionally, just don't lose all your life."

"Also, alive."

The black-faced woman left.

Dong Luo sat on the roof with gentle eyes looking at the East.

The sun rises from the east every day.

It's a new day.

Have to live well.

Only by living can you have hope.
Chapter completed!