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The Everchanging Flying Fox walks in front of the window, opens the window edge, and is greeted by a green forest, surrounded by a sea of pink flowers. A fresh floral fragrance floats into the house with the breeze, and I feel refreshed and relaxed.
, and have a better understanding of where I am.
Huang Yao and Baibian Feihu already knew each other. Baibian Feihu walked to the bed and looked at the sleeping Huang Wuji with a fascination in his eyes, as if he was a lover he had not seen for many years. Suddenly, he was there.
Meeting again in a strange place.
Huang Yao tilted her head. A child's IQ was not enough for her to know some of the dirty things between adults.
It had been three days, and Huang Wuji had slept for three whole days. Sleeping for such a long time made Baibian Feihu a little worried. Huang Yao was the only one who carelessly played by himself every day, and sometimes even dragged Baibian Feihu with him.
The reason why Huang Yao is not worried is entirely because of the inexplicable connection between the two. He knows that Huang Wuji is just sleeping. Otherwise, according to Huang Yao's character, he would have already gone crazy. At this time, maybe all the members of Feiyu Sect have become her
What's in your belly.
Three days have also allowed Baibian Feihu to have a better understanding of his situation. Not going out for three days in a row made the ninth elder of Yingbin Tower somewhat suspicious, and he wanted to go in and check it out several times in the name of delivering meals.
, were all shunned by the Variety Flying Fox. Huang Wuji's current situation was not suitable for meeting people. The location was different from other places, and it was too unfamiliar to her.
Huang Wuji, who was lying in bed, had been in a state of confusion for the past three days, as if he had had a dream. He dreamed that he had returned to the supreme Zixiao City, sitting on the dragon throne that controlled the life and death of the entire Middle Earth. He was happy
At that moment, a giant palm that held up the sky covered the sky and blocked out the sun, and swatted it down hard, like swatting a fly, giving him an idea that he couldn't resist.
"Ah!" Huang Wuji opened his eyes fiercely and sat up from the bed. The Variety Flying Fox beside him was startled by the sudden roar, and saw the panic and fear on the sweating Huang Wuji's face.
His expression made him feel weak for no reason. At this moment, he just wanted to hold this seemingly strong little boy in his arms and comfort him.
Huang Wuji sat on the boat, his eyes dull, revisiting the scene of the giant palm that covered the sky in his mind. Huang Wuji thought he had forgotten it, but who would have thought that the giant palm was buried in the deepest part of his heart like a nightmare, like the inner demon was deeply rooted in his heart.
in the soul.
Fortunately, this deep sleep allowed Huang Wuji to see himself and his heart clearly. It turned out that he had never forgotten that terrifying scene from beginning to end. That feeling of powerlessness made him understand that he finally understood
You will face a terrifying and powerful person.
However, Huang Wuji was not frightened. Instead, he had an impulse in his heart. Fear would be the driving force for him to move forward. With the encouragement of the giant palm, he must move forward bravely in the face of any difficulties. Even if he flinches once, he will be shadowed again by the giant palm.
shrouded.
The ever-changing flying fox's jade hands held Huang Wuji in his arms, as if they were lovers. The sun that had just risen outside the window shone sunlight on the two of them. A blurry, warm and dreamlike scene appeared in the small herringbone.
in the room.
Huang Wuji, who was being held in his arms, suddenly felt an orchid-like virgin fragrance rushing toward him, and his heart suddenly became alert. His dull eyes flashed with light, and a pair of surging breasts were imprinted in front of him, a feminine feeling.
The orchid body fragrance that comes with her comes from between her buttocks, pressing on her nose, and her whole head is buried in it.
Huang Wuji was not a lecherous person, but it was rare for a beauty to throw himself into his arms. If he didn’t enjoy it, he would be sorry for himself. Besides, after Huang Wuji came to his senses, he immediately thought of who the woman in front of him was. There were only two of them in the room.
It can be called a female creature. Huang Yao has not grown up yet, and even lolita cannot be excluded. The only thing left is the exotic and unique beauty, the ever-changing flying fox.
Huang Wuji still doesn't know the real name of the Variety Flying Fox because he has never asked.
Smelling the fragrance of virginity in his nose, coupled with the soft and elastic breasts, Huang Wuji shamelessly discovered that his lower body had begun to deform. His many years of imperial career had given him a lot of desire for women.
The right to speak, good control over one's own management, and staying calm are the most basic requirements.
However, even if he is still pregnant, he has been abstinent for ten years before his rebirth. Everything is being prepared for Fang Wai's counterattack. In addition, after his rebirth, he has no chance to go to the land of fireworks and meet the women.
Each one is more beautiful than the other, and while their immunity is strengthened, there is also a slight throbbing in his heart. Moreover, Huang Wuji has just woken up at this time, and the lost piece of soul has not yet fully recovered and adapted, and his control over himself has dropped to the lowest point.
Only then will this happen.
Huang Wuji quickly pushed the Variety Flying Fox away. The loss of a fragment of his soul put him in the worst state now, with some actions beyond his control. This is why Huang Wuji thought twice when concluding a soul contract.
"How are you?" Baibian Feihu looked at Huang Wuji resentfully, with a hint of concern in her eyes. The embarrassing situation made her voice a little stiff.
"I'm fine. I still need to take care of myself. You and Huang Yao will protect me. No one can come in!" Huang Wuji felt relieved when facing the ever-changing flying fox who had concluded a soul contract with him. The most important task at present is,
Just get back to your best state.
"Okay!" Baibian Feihu understood Huang Wuji's mood and agreed without asking any more questions.
"Follow her Huang Yao and protect me well. You go out and guard now. Don't come in unless I call you!" The little girl's naughty character is really a headache. Huang Wuji stared at Huang Yao and said seriously.
"Oh!" Huang Yao answered obediently, walked up to the Variety Flying Fox with her chubby little feet, and made a hug gesture. That cute gesture made the Variety Flying Fox's eyes shine.
, regardless of Huang Wuji's injuries, he stepped forward, hugged Huang Yao in his arms, rubbed his soft blond hair on the lovely rosy and white face a few times, and then touched his whole body.
Such actions made Huang Yao very uncomfortable. He wanted to get angry several times and punch the woman who was almost eaten by him. But seeing Huang Wuji's stern eyes, he gave up the idea and had no choice but to cooperate with the woman.
action.
"Okay, you two get out!" Huang Wuji's recovery from the loss of his soul is an urgent and crucial matter, and no time can be wasted.
"Okay!" The Variety Flying Fox teased Huang Yao and walked out of the room. He closed the door and leaned against the wall next to him. Don't look at the Variety Flying Fox teasing Huang Yao at this time. His eyes were constantly observing the surrounding environment. Everything Suspicious characters will be discovered immediately.
There were two living people missing during the holiday, and it suddenly became deserted. Huang Wuji silently recited the mantra of the "Xiantian Heart Sutra" in his heart, "Nurture your qi and forget about words and keep it, and lower your mind to do nothing. If you know your ancestors in movement and stillness, you will look for them when you have nothing to do. It's true. You must respond to things, and respond to things without being confused. If you are not confused, your nature will be self-resident, and the nature will be self-recovery. Sprinkle Sumeru. Drink the wine of immortality. Who knows how happy you are? Sit and listen to the music without strings, and understand the mechanism of creation. Come with twenty sentences, and you can go up the ladder to heaven."
The sentences that Huang Wuji was reciting were all the formulas of the thirty-nine levels of the "Xiantian Heart Sutra" recorded in "Fuxi Residual Records". According to the instructions in the formulas, he silently operated his spiritual power. When he was still and calm, he suddenly felt a fever in his Dantian. For a moment, my heart felt like an empty space, my heart returned to darkness, and a warm current rushed straight to the sky. For the warm current, let it occur naturally, never leave, don't forget and don't help.
With each exhalation and inhalation, the spiritual energy goes straight up to the top of the trunk with each inhale, and the spiritual energy descends to the Dantian with each exhalation. Guard it with the spirit, illuminate it in silence, illuminate it in silence, and wipe away the consciousness in the darkness and enter concentration. Huang Wuji's mind Indulging in it, at this time, the spirit moved with the energy, and involuntarily entered the state of trance. In the mind, a white light was as bright as mercury. The white light was allowed to rotate non-stop. It ran for more than 300 weeks before stopping. A Dharma wheel It slowly takes shape and runs automatically in the brain.
Huang Wuji fell into silence, extremely quiet, and suddenly heard an extremely beautiful and indescribable piano sound in his mind. The piano sound was like the sound of nature, unlike the common sounds of the world. Along with the beautiful and moving piano sound, his soul was filled with emotion. An indescribable wave was produced, and it seemed that a shallow wound deep in the soul was healing automatically.
The sound of the piano turns into a piece of nectar scattered deep in the soul, goes straight into the jade pillow and is submerged in the mud ball, and also nourishes the brain.
Just when Huang Wuji was trying his best to mend his soul, trouble finally came to his door. The disciples from the Baijian Sect who had been taught a lesson by Huang Wuji before walked in, followed by two people from the No. 1 Middle School and the Elder.
As soon as the disciples of Baijian Sect entered the door, they shouted loudly and arrogantly: "People of Feiyu Sect, if you don't come out yet, the seventh and eighth elders of Baijian Sect are here. Please greet them quickly!".
"You are so impudent, Wen Kui, why don't you retreat quickly!" The old man wearing a black green silk Taoist robe glared angrily and shouted sternly.
Just after finishing speaking, the ninth elder of Yingbin Tower came out. When he saw the two people following Baijianmen disciple Wen Kui, he felt something bad in his heart. Unexpectedly, the seventh elder and eighth elder of Baijianmen came together. He hurried forward to say hello, and said politely and with a hint of compliment: "Unexpectedly, the Seventh Elder and the Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swordsmen came to Feiyu Sect. I am sorry for the delay in greeting you!".
"Oh, Feiyu Sect, you also know me, Baijian Sect!" Although the old man in the green silk robe scolded the disciples of his sect, it was an internal problem of the sect, and there was hidden toughness in his foreign language. It seemed that he was not interested in his own disciples in the territory of Feiyu Sect. I was humiliated and very unhappy.
There is a vague tendency to raise troops to investigate.
The ninth elder of Feiyu Sect still didn’t understand what the two elders of Baijian Sect were here to see. He could only apologize to Huang Wuji secretly and said with an apologetic smile: “Two elders, you really can’t blame me of Feiyu Sect for this matter. , Now that man still lives in Herringbone, I can take you up!".
"What, that kid didn't run away!" Following behind the old man in black silk robes, a tall, muscular, middle-aged man with a bad temper rushed up, grabbed the ninth elder of Feiyu Sect, and asked angrily.
In the mind of the middle-aged man, if he dares to live in Feiyu Yingbin Building without leaving, he obviously looks down on Baijianmen, looks down on Baijianmen, and looks down on his eighth elder.
Even the Seventh Elder, who had a plain face and was wearing a green silk Taoist robe, had an angry look on his face. He was very unhappy at Huang Wuji's neglect and wanted to give the little guy a little taste later.
The seventh elder of the Qingsi Taoist robe, despite his sanctimonious appearance, is actually secretly cruel and ruthless. According to the knowledge of the ninth elder of Feiyu Sect, there are several small sects that have offended him and brought the disciples of Baijian Sect, and directly killed other sects.
Went out.
"Seventh Elder, I'll go up and capture that kid!" The Eighth Elder of Baijian Sect was very respectful to the Seventh Elder. Obviously, the Seventh Elder's status in the Hundred Swordsmen was not low.
"Okay, you go. I want to see which sect's disciples they are, if they dare to take our Baijian Sect seriously!".dd