If he uses it too much, the rules will backfire and he will die. Since entering the virtual realm, he has lost count of how many times he has used the secret space technique. It is God's blessing that he can survive until now.
Li Luo stretched out his sleeve and wiped the blood from his mouth. He looked very embarrassed, with the desolation of the setting sun. The smile in the corner of his eyes seemed to be the last ray of light of the setting sun. It was beautiful, but there was no bright sunshine.
Instead of being warm, it exuded a desolate coldness. The trace of blood was so bright and shocking that she couldn't bear to look directly at it. She wanted to say something several times, but she couldn't say it. She knew that with him, she couldn't say anything.
Yan, no matter who comes, he doesn't want to open that door. If the gods in the world are exiled outside the Nine Heavens, it may be the best ending for mortals.
Cangyang Jiahe was silent for a long time, and slightly closed his eyes: "What else do you want to say?"
Li Luo smiled, as if with a hint of prayer and expectation, and said softly: "Can you let me go?"
As soon as the words came out, Cangyang Yuegou was startled and looked at him in shock, as if he had never seen Li Luo before. Yu Hongyan also lost her color slightly, she had known Li Luo for a long time, and when she first met him
, he was still just a delicate and elegant prince of Dagan, who was granted the title of Dingtianhou. He led the Western Expedition army in the Western Mansion. In terms of official position, he was only a hussar general. When he first entered Yangnan City, he was high-spirited and quite impressive.
However, in her opinion, he is still just a child, about the same age as her son and daughter. He has a little more lofty spirit and a lot of dust after all, which makes her look at him differently, so she deliberately sets a trap for him.
He tasted the fruit. In fact, Yu Hongyan herself was puzzled. It was said that southern Xinjiang's voodoo technique was unique in the world and its methods were secretive. Why did it fail to work on him? She was puzzled, but she could only
It can be attributed to good luck. Maybe the poisonous insect lived for a long time before dying after entering his stomach, so he was not infected. Later, by chance, Song Biyou was saved from going crazy and became a demon, and he formed an indissoluble bond with the Song family.
At that time, the young man Feng Qingyun was indifferent. Although he did not have the arrogance to lead the country, his every move was indifferent and unrestrained that should not be expected at this age, which made her feel that I was born before you were born, and I am old because of you.
Later on, by the Dijian River, he was so aggressive that she could not help but feel angry. After all, whether it was a battle on the battlefield or a conspiracy, he always seemed so confident, and now, he actually spoke with a hint of pleading.
Cangyang Jiahe spoke in front of him.
Cangyang Jiahe suddenly raised his head and looked at him blankly. Li Luo pursed his lips and smiled bitterly. Except for the knife in his hand, he could hardly feel other parts of his body. At first, his internal organs felt as if they were on fire, but now they don't hurt.
, but he didn't know whether the internal organs were shattered into a ball of mud at this time or whether they were like porcelain full of cracks, which broke at the touch and could no longer stick together.
"I only have the strength of one sword left. If this sword cuts me, I will probably not survive. But I don't want to use this sword on you. You and I are old acquaintances. Could you please get out of the way?" Li Luo smiled,
His vision was blurry. The Void Realm couldn't stop him before, and he never succeeded in front of the stone steps. Now, he is fine. He has become a weakling and has few breaths to live. Sure enough, mortals should not interfere in the war of gods.
One wrong move and everything was lost. Li Luo didn't expect that the situation in the virtual realm was so complicated. He could get in, but people would be separated. The sky fire was mysterious, and it seemed that just by God's will, there were many people and few people. It was no wonder that he came in.
Whether he can reach the giant gate after the virtual realm depends on luck. It's ridiculous that he was very cunning before going north. He thought that with the protection of the armored knights and the white robes of skyfire, he could escape unscathed. This was one mistake. There was another mistake. He
Unexpectedly, except for himself, it seemed that no one else was willing to stop Black Sword and White Sword from opening this door, but they wanted to open it even more. Ambiguous in the mountains, they returned to Tibet to wait and see. Xiao Shang and Xiang Liu'er didn't know where they went. At first, their mother
The woman didn't seem to put her mind on the giant door of the virtual realm. Xiao Shang made it clear that she was more concerned about the power of the rules in the virtual realm than preventing the black sword and white sword from opening the door. As for Yu Hongyan and Cang
Yang Jiahe simply turned into his opponent, which was his second mistake. When fighting against people like Black Sword and Bai Dao, one mistake would be fatal, let alone two, and he also made a third mistake... If not
This mysterious man who suddenly appeared had long since turned into a corpse.
At this moment, Li Luo is like a broken cattail in the wind, broken and swaying. In the past, he was afraid that even if he was about to die, he would be a little calm, but now he is so weak and weak. Cangyang Jiahe has never seen him, Yu Hongyan
I have never seen it, let alone heard of it.
"Sister..." Cangyang Yuegou couldn't help but screamed. He couldn't bear it. Since he had reached the point where his fuel was exhausted, why bother to kill all his last thoughts? After all, he felt sorry for Wan Mei.
The garden is not thin.
Cangyang Jiahe didn't say a word. He still sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the ground in a daze. At this moment, his heart was tumbling endlessly. Even though he had spent half his life alone on the top of Wanli Yunxue Mountain, his heart could not stop feeling uneasy. If he
He scolded her and she accepted it, but instead of scolding him, he begged her softly like a child. Cangyang Jiahe really didn’t know what to do. He almost had to do it just now when his unique hidden weapon was exported.
His life, but after he was in the wheelchair, was that stabbing due to the recurrence of the injury, or because he couldn't do it... Cangyang Jiahe couldn't explain clearly, but he also knew that if it weren't for the last stabbing, he would have had a chance.
Kill yourself.
"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise." Li Luo smiled without the slightest trace of resentment. As he spoke, he turned to look at the silent "Ren Zhong" on the edge of the stone platform, feeling a little confused.
He came very early, but he didn't say anything or do anything. He just watched, with no intention of helping Black Sword and White Sword, and no intention of stopping him, just like an outsider who stayed out of the matter.
When "Ren Zhong" saw Li Luo looking at him, he understood what he was thinking and smiled slightly: "Your Highness, you don't have to pay attention to me. Just think of me as a court historian."
The Dagan court had the official position of historian, and "every emperor must write a book". There were historians such as the Great History, the Small History, the Internal History, the External History, the Zuo History, and the Right History. The Six Classics of the Great Historian in charge of the country, the Xiaoshi in charge of the ambition of the country, and the Inner Historian in charge of the book.
According to the king's orders, foreign historians were in charge of writing all over the world. The left historian recorded words and the right historian recorded events. There was a complete set of institutions from top to bottom to record the affairs of the court. Some of these records were shelved in the cabinet, some became the food of mouse bookworms, and some were ignored.
People sang praises of his merits and their virtues were widely circulated.