Already for almost half a year, the Capital World is in full swing, and Qin Xuan seems to have fallen.
At the chest, even the heart, stopped beating.
Dantian, 70,000 Star deathly stillness, if ridiculous.
The subtle footsteps sounded, and White Monk came, and he looked at Qin Xuan.
“Isn’t you awake?” He stood up and looked at Qin Xuan, then turned and left.
Half a year ago, he was ready to hear.
Not only him, the entire Culture World, who doesn’t know, no one knows.
Tian Xuan is the master of Xianmai, and he is under the sword of this Little Friend.
That sword has been sealed by Cultivation World, the Sword Cultivator, and even the sword of Sword Venerable’s Great Ascension has been smashed.
“Little Friend hasn’t woken up yet?” Taiqing Old Daoist sat in the temple, his brows locked.
“Not yet!”
“The few gimmicks waited all day, Old Daoist, I have to go out for a while, I have to be asked several times.” Taiqing Old Daoist reluctantly said: “Speaking, Little Friend seems to be a sensation, even a lot of confidante, the heart is so !”
The white Monk is slightly coveted. “One word, don’t lose Grand Dao.”
“Are you touching the scene?” Old Daoist looked at the white Monk.
Monk looked at him, he softly sigh, “Before, the past, then it will pass!”
“I have entered the empty door and are not infected with red dust.”
Taiqing Old Daoist shook his head slightly, and he knew some past events in White Monk.
The white Monk talent is different, only ten years old, it will make the world glory.
If it is not the last, the fate of life, Monk is thus suppressed in the dungeon, if he is not difficult to die, saved.
In this world, there is no such Battle Buddha Temple, and there is no such Battle Buddha.
Everyone has a red dust and can’t look back.
……
Outside the temple, Jun Wushuang had a cold face and he looked at Qin.
“You decided?”
“Yes, Mom!” Qin Hao’s five senses are cold, indifferently said: “Half a year, my mental state has been set, the road ahead is clear, you can travel far!”
“You are not waiting for your father to wake up?” Jun Wushuang said coldly.
“No need, dog son can help the tiger father, tired of that’s all, he treats me as a dragon, and he is qualified to stand in front of him, not to be looked at by the father.” Qin Hao faint: “Now, no child, no face Father, also unqualified, can make father relieved.”
Jun Wushuang’s brow wrinkles are tighter, and Xiao Wu on the side is also slightly frowning.
“Hey, you have to think about it. This is going to be, Starry Sky is vast, unpredictable, no longer there is a little golden child with you, you father and mother, even me, can not find you.” Xiao Wu Whispered: “No, wait for your father to wake up, you again…”
“Xiao Wu aunt!” Qin Hao’s face was a little cold. “Grand Dao is alone. I can’t rely on everyone for a lifetime, and I don’t want to be selfish until everyone is living for me.”
“Father, there is a way of father, mother, the road of mother, Xiao Wu aunt, the same is true.”
“Common people are passing by in the catastrophe, let alone my Qin?”
He slowly said: “My life is good. In this life, there is a father, a mother, and aunt elder generation, but it does not mean that I have a life.”
Both women frowned and looked at each other.
Nowadays, some of them are not able to see through Qin.
Qin Hao took a breath, he slowly squatted, Jun Wushuang frowned, but did not stop.
His original slightly tender face, at this moment, seems to finally have some knife and wind.
Three, nine, nine, Qin Hao slowly looked up.
“Mother, my nephew is gone, I still hope that mother will treasure it.” Qin Hao whispered: “This time, I am still looking forward to worrying about mother.”
“昊儿!” Xiao Wu also wants to start to talk.
“That’s all, let him go!” Jun Wushuang suddenly waved his hand, indifferently said: “The child is too big, his heart has a decision, the disaster in front, I am afraid it will make him suffer, you and me do the elder generation You have to be embarrassed about him!”
“Go!” Jun Wushuang dropped a jade in his hand. “When you want to see me, you can call me.”
Xiao Wu looked at Qin Yu and finally silenced.
“Hey, thank you mother!” Qin Hao got up, he looked at Jun Wushuang, looked at Xiao Wu, and finally turned and left.
He walked a step, Tsing Yi as a stunned, and skyrocketed.
This is his second time, set foot on this Starry Sky, into this vast Cultivation World.
Qin Hao’s eyes are cold, this time, my Qin Qin, never weaker than people!
……
“You are not worried?” Xiao Wu glanced at Jun Wushuang. “The fingers don’t tremble, it’s important to worry.”
“Nothing is going on!” Jun Wushuang coldly snorted. “If you don’t care about your business, you can’t say that you are now ready Dao Fusion!”
Xiao Wu is slightly startled, and his eyes are faint. “How about Dao Fusion? Isn’t it with me, waiting here?”
Jun Wushuang glanced at Xiao Wu, and eventually she laughed at herself.
“Yeah, I am not waiting here.”
“And, I don’t know when he can wake up!”
……
In the palace, suddenly, Qin Xuan heart, a trace bounces slightly.
He has been silent for half a year, like a rock, if it is dead wood, there is no sound, but this moment, the subtle sound of the heart, slowly rises.
The body was bruised and even slightly awkward, at this moment, a gap was slightly opened.
“Dan Li has passed?”
He didn’t even have the power to make a sound, only a trace of subtle mind volatility.
Qin Xuan’s body faintly moved, and in the end, he sat down from the arm and slowly sat idling.
His body was squatting, and the cave in his chest was still horrified.
Not enough in the heart, as if the death of the general demi domain, but slowly recovering.
Not only that, the Battle Buddha Temple, Qin Xuan is on top.
Spiritual Qi among the Stars seems to have been swallowed at this moment.
There is a dragon roll, slowly condense, and Cloud Mist into a whirlpool.
He is like a buddha statue, an infinite black hole, devour everything, even some of the spirit medicine in the Battle Buddha Temple, in the power of this devour, medicinal power 缕缕, such as the green rainbow, slowly gathered into his body.
White Monk, Taiqing Old Daoist has a sudden change in color.
“Little Friend wakes up!?”
“No, Little Friend’s work is overbearing so far?”
White Monk snorted, and in his hand, suddenly appeared a touch of gold sticks, two heads of gold, red in the blood, on which, if there is endless black lines.
Third Grade Supreme Treasure, Battle Ruyi!
I saw this stick across the sky and appeared above the Battle Buddha Temple.
In an instant, all the power of swallowing seems to be fixed.
Within the entire Star, Spiritual Qi gathers like a tornado, but inside the Battle Buddha Temple, it doesn’t move.
In the temple, Jun Wushuang, Qin Yaner, Xiao Wu, etc., looked up at the tornado and looked at the aura that was as good as it could be.
“He woke up!?”
“He woke up!”
“Master!”
a path of sound, even choked, crying, looking at the place of the tornado.
Jun Wushuang, Xiao Wu, is even more embarrassing.
Two hundred years apart, he… still Azure Emperor, then Qin Changqing?