Crooked neck tree: It is a tree that grows crookedly.
This kind of tree is not only ornamental, but can also be used to dry clothes and hang things.
As for Mr. Zhao, he played the role very well today... of that legendary "thing".
"In this year, if I didn't rape you, my surname would not be Zhao."
Zhao Yun cursed secretly, scolding Xiu'er named Yueshen for fucking cheating him.
Look at the moon god, he is just cultivating the moon conscientiously, and his expression means everything: being hung is also a kind of practice. Mainly, I have been feeling unhappy recently, but seeing Zhao Yun hanging here makes me feel much better.
"Good tree." Ling Fei stood under the tree and patted it again and again.
In this short time, he had already given Zhao Yun dozens of thumbs up.
You are awesome! Three beauties from Zizhu Peak, one master and two senior sisters, you have all been teased.
"Find a rag and put it in my mouth."
Zhao Yun lowered his head, feeling hopeless.
After coming to Zizhu Peak for so long, this is the worst beating I've received. Look at the footprints on his body and the slap marks on his face. They are all the work of Yun Yan. When they arrived, neither senior sister got involved, nor did Yun Yan.
Why treat him as a human being? He was beaten to death and his whole body was covered with injuries!
"I'm good at this job." Ling Fei found a rag.
When it was done, he stuffed it into Zhao Yun's mouth.
Stuff it well, stuff it safely.
If the guarantee is not complete, is Xiu'er still holding back his ultimate move?
"You deserve to be beaten to death."
Not far away, Chi Yan and Mu Qinghan's beautiful eyes were on fire.
It's okay to tease us. Master, how dare you tease us?
If looks could kill, Mr. Zhao would probably be drinking his second bowl of Meng Po soup.
Yun Yan is here too, so it's strange that her face looks better.
If the look in her eyes could kill someone, Meng Po's soup wouldn't even be necessary to drink it, she'd be so stunned that she would immediately lose her soul.
Yes, she said the strip dance, but it was just for fun. I didn't expect this little thing to dare to say that. Master also has bad moods sometimes, just like that Xiu'er, the consequences... are very serious.
"You, master, don't keep your words!" Moon God sighed.
Zhao Yun didn't reply to her, so he had to slow down, his head was still buzzing.
However, he kept his word, don't wait for him to take off, don't wait for him to become a god, be the first to deal with the Moon God. This bitch is so bad. She didn't cheat him for so long, she thought that Xiu'er had become a good person.
Unexpectedly, why wait for him here?
Not long after, I saw someone coming up.
Before I saw anyone, I heard a domineering shout:
"Ji Hen, get out."
It's Wei Zhan's fellow and his master.
Obviously here to settle accounts.
The reason why he came after a few days was because his master was in retreat.
I just came out of seclusion today, and when I saw my disciple being beaten so badly, I was furious on the spot.
Seeing Zhao Yun, the two of them were stunned.
This guy must have been beaten, and beaten very badly.
How miserable it was! It was so miserable that the masters of Wei Zhan...were too embarrassed to ask for help.
"Senior Brother Murong, why are you so angry?"
Yun Yan made a faint sound, but the fire was still burning in her beautiful eyes.
This expression clearly conveys: Don't mess with me, I'm in a bad mood today.
"Your Ji Hen crippled my disciple in the Secret Mansion."
Elder Murong said coldly, he came to summon the army to investigate the crime, he must be full of momentum.
He was pretty good, but Wei Zhan beside him almost came over and bit him.
"He was the one who put the poisonous needle on Junior Brother first." Mu Qing said coldly.
At the critical moment, let’s talk to the outside world unanimously! We’ll talk about being teased later.
"Wei Zhan...is there such a thing?" Yun Yan walked out of the pavilion.
"I... did it unintentionally." Wei Zhan was a little timid.
"Then you deserve to be beaten," Yun Yan said without any pretense.
An unintentional act? Do you really think I am a fool? Is it unintentional... without knowing it?
"Without further ado, hand over the treasure." Elder Murong immediately stretched out his hand and became very angry.
Bang!
Yun Yan didn't waste any time and threw the knife, "Come... chop him!"
As soon as these words came out, Elder Murong was scared. He had to dare to chop Ji Hen! If he dared to do it, Yang Xuanzong would invite him to drink tea later. As for how to drink it, it was hard to say.
"Hand over the treasure and forget it." Elder Murong said.
"You don't need money, but you need your life." Yun Yan's reply was also crisp and clear.
"You..." Elder Murong was speechless for a moment.
"Wait for me." This guy was so timid that he tossed his sleeves and walked away.
Where to go, of course, go to the Discipline Hall. It would be best to find someone to comment. Yun Yan was too angry today and really wanted to find someone to vent her anger on. He even showed off, so... it's not appropriate to put on this pretense.
When people leave, things are not over.
Passing by Zhao Yun, Yun Yan wanted to give him a beating again.
Fortunately, Ling Fei was sensible enough and asked the master to leave with a smile, but he could not fight again.
Zhao Yun was quite honest and swayed with the wind.
You can't reason with women...especially female masters...if you do, you'll get beaten.
"You have to thank me." Luna took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice. I owe a lot to you for resisting the beating. You have been beaten too many times and your skin is thick and thick, so you can naturally resist the beating.
"I thank you eight generations of ancestors." Zhao Yun's face was extremely dark.
This farce went away as quickly as it came.
At some point, Ling Fei slipped down the mountain, feeling safer at the bottom.
The master is a tigress. If he fights anyone he catches, if he doesn't beat Shu Tan, he will probably beat him up.
After he left, a group of talents came up.
It was Su Yu and the others who heard what Ling Fei said.
I came here mainly to express my warmest condolences.
By the way... take a photo.
Zhao Yun ignores that some people just need to be dealt with.
When I regained my composure, I would clean up one by one and pat...pat your sister.
Night falls quietly again.
What's Zhao Yun doing? He didn't even let him eat.
Talking about the importance of brothers, Ling Fei was holding a small rice bowl and feeding him mouthfuls of food. He was also afraid of waking up Yun Yan. The master had already warned him during the day that he would be hungry for three days and three nights.
Being hung up does not delay someone's cultivation.
At night, there are many sounds of bones cracking and thunder and lightning tearing apart.
It's Zhao Yun... who is refining his body and soul in silence. Time is precious and cannot be wasted. In the middle of the night, there is no one around, and no one will come to ask him about his secret. If he asks, he will give it to the handsome lady Chi Yan.
The handsome lady is at the border and won't be able to come back anytime soon.
He closed his eyes again and meditated on the earth's magic spell.
Although he was unconscious of the situation, he still seemed to be able to hear the whisper of the spirit tribe woman in his ears. The more he thought about that half of her cheek, the more familiar it became. He was sure he had seen it before. For a moment... he couldn't remember which one it was.
In consciousness, the moon god has repaired the moon.
At this moment, the girl was lying on it...it was still comfortable.
Taking a moment, she glanced at Zhao Yun, wondering...if she had gone too far this time.
It's okay...he resisted the beating.
How about saying she is a god? The reasons are all the same.
This is life, there may be many dissatisfactions...just bear with it.
"Comfortable." Moon God felt quite comfortable and slowly fell into sleep.
I haven't had a good sleep for several days since the moon collapsed, and I didn't forget to curse before going to bed.
Zhao Yun is a motivated child.
Everyone was sleeping, so he was left alone to meditate on the secrets.
The Earth Spirit Mantra of the Spirit Clan is vast, profound, and infinitely mysterious. He has understood it over the past few days and gained its essence. If he were allowed to stand on the ground at this moment, he would be able to borrow more of the power of the Earth, and his understanding would be much deeper.
Xu was so distracted that he unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.
Maybe he didn't sleep in bed, so his consciousness drifted away, and he had a dream by the way.
In the dream, he seemed to see a fairyland, a vast fairyland with towering mountains and crisscrossing rivers. He couldn't see clearly because of the hazy clouds and mist, and he could vaguely see the fairy light. Once it bloomed, it would be...
The kind that is eternal and immortal, and there are also palaces and buildings, which are as tall as mountains, engraved with eternal imprints, vicissitudes of life, simplicity, grandeur... very much like a god-level civilization.
"This is...where." He murmured, but no one could hear him.
He was like a wandering soul, wandering in the eternal fairyland in his dream.
He couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, just because this feeling was sometimes real and sometimes illusory.
"So familiar." He murmured again.
Indeed, he seemed to have been to this eternal fairyland in his dream.
I heard from the elders that if you dream of a familiar place, that is your previous life.
boom!
When his consciousness was blurred, he suddenly heard a thundering roar.
Even in his dream, he could not help but feel trembling and subconsciously raised his head to look.
When you look into it, you see a hand.
That's right, that's a hand, it covers the sky and is huge. Eternal lines are engraved between the palms. The flashing light is also covered with eternal colors. It looks like a world-destroying hand, with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Uh...!
He groaned because this dream was very painful.
When I went to see it again, there were many figures in the fairyland in my dream. Each of them was wearing armor, and their backs were as tough as monuments. They were difficult to be destroyed by any force. It was as if the gods in the sky were all looking at that big hand.
The light in his eyes was like a torch, full of hatred and fighting spirit.
"All living things...are ants."
There is such a sentence that echoes through the fairyland of dreams.
Zhao Yun's heart trembled again, just because these words were too majestic and cold, as if God had pronounced a sentence, with a kind of magical power that made people unable to disobey and dare not disobey. After hearing this, he wanted to kneel down.
war!
The roar filled the fairyland, and the gods soared into the sky.
However, the world-destroying hand is too powerful and terrifying, and even the gods cannot stop it.
Zhao Yun saw one god after another being crushed into ashes. The death of the gods was tragic and extremely dazzling, dyeing the vast fairyland in his dream with a bright red blood.
boom!
When the big hand fell, only a tall figure remained.
He should be the last god.
He also ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, and he staggered. His long hair like a waterfall turned into snow-white strands; his eternal armor also turned into fly ash inch by inch, but his eyes were still so firm, engraved with
The immortal will, hiding the immortal obsession, tries its best to hold on to the last glimmer of glory. Even if the darkness envelopes you, and even if all the light is annihilated, it cannot cover up its eternity.
"Commander of Humanity? A joke."
Those same majestic and cold words.
It’s still the same hand that covers the sky and destroys it.
war!
With a roar coming from the soul, the last god... defied the sky and hit him.
At that moment...Zhao Yun's heart was touched.
I don’t know whether it was because the dream was too real or because I was too deeply involved in the drama, but there were tears streaming from the corners of my eyes.
The last god annihilated the last inch of light in the haze of tears.
"Eternal Heaven...this is not the end of life."
"One day... the Commander-in-Chief of Humanity will be reunited."
The last inch of light, the remaining words of vicissitudes of life, are filled with illusory dreams.