The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

"Will the descendants of Nuwa have the same fate again!"

The voice of the Lord of the Moon in Great Hall echoed. In his eyes, he seemed to see Zhao Ling'er's future. She would embark on the same fate as her mother Lin Qing'er more than ten years ago.

The night is getting darker.

The king of Nanzhao is inside.

The inn was quiet. Zhao Ling'er in the room was sleeping with clothes, but she couldn't fall asleep. Although she grew up on Xianling Island.

But before she was eight years old, she had been living in Nanzhao State. Here is her mother and her father.

Blood is thicker than water. The closest connection in the world comes from the blood connection with her parents. No matter how good a grandma is to her, she will still miss her parents after all. This is human nature.

Especially after knowing that Mother Own had turned into a statue to seal Magical Beasts in order to save the entire Nanzhao country, her eyes were red and she kept crying.

"Ling'er, don't be sad, you will be reunited with your mother soon, and I will help you."

Bu Feihua solemnly promised.

Zhao Linger didn't speak, looking at the man sitting in Lotus Position on the ground, staring blankly.

Then she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath and showed a smile.

At this moment, she was like a delicate flower, but her eyes were still red.

"Thank you for being an extraordinary step."

"Fool, between you and me, you still use such politeness." Bu Feihua looked at her gently.

Zhao Linger's mood is a bit complicated. Originally, she thought her future husband would be her Xiaoyao Big Brother, Xiaoyao Big Brother is her support, and will help her rescue her own mother from Nanzhao.

But everything changed. She was deceived by this man, she deceived herself, she is not own Xiaoyao Big Brother.

She hated him at first, but as she got along day and night, she watched him doting and caring for own, paying for herself during this period, and helping her to come to Nanzhao country, and promise to own.

Zhao Linger felt that this man was no longer so hateful. During the time in Belvedere, this man suddenly left for a while, but his departure made Zhao Linger's heart empty and suddenly felt as if he had lost something.

Until he came back and appeared in front of him again, Zhao Linger suddenly felt that his eyes were lit up, and the world was so beautiful.

"Sleep at ease!" Bu Feifan said warmly.

"Um!"

Zhao Linger replied softly and went to sleep quickly. She was too tired. She was so tired that she was so tired these days, as well as the fatigue of worrying about the future.

"Have a good dream!" Bu Feifan spit out a few words softly.

But at this moment, Bu Feihua stood up and walked towards the window.

At the moment of touching the window, the whole window seemed to have ripples like water ripples.

The extraordinary figure walked into it and disappeared silently into the inn room.

On the uninhabited street, the cold wind blows the forest. In addition to the natural coldness of the sky and the earth itself, there seems to be a hint of other aura permeating.

"Come out!" Bu Feifan said lightly.

Following his words, the originally empty street suddenly fluctuated, and nothingness waved abruptly. Dozens of people in black covered in black robes appeared on the street and surrounded Bu Fei.

Bu Feifan glanced at these black-robed people faintly, his face expressionless.

"Is that just a few people?"

"Boy, don't be nosy." said a leader-like figure among the black robe people.

"The strongest person is nothing but Luo Tianshangxian, is this the strength of the Moon Worship Church? I really respect the Moon Worship Church, or do you think you are underestimating my extraordinary steps?" Bu Feihua raised his brows and stood upright.

"What an arrogant kid, I dare to underestimate my worship of the moon." The black-robed leader coldly drank low, looking at Steppe extraordinary as if he were watching a dead man. In his heart, this kid's fate has ended. That's it.

With a wave of his hand, all the black-robed men attacked towards the extraordinary step, and black energy appeared in their hands one by one, and the black energy was like a dragon, exuding an incomparably fierce aura.

Bu Feifan was motionless, and in the eyes of the leader of the black robe, this kid was probably scared stupid.

The head of the black robe was proud of his heart, and looked at the kid who was still talking lunatic in disdain.

"It's just such a skill, it looks like it's just a waste." The leader of the black robe spit, and said disdainfully.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

The sudden voice echoed, and the leader of the black robe was startled. He immediately raised his eyes and saw that the place where the kid was originally standing, the extraordinary figure gradually faded.

At the same time, there was a series of miserable howls around him.

puff!

I didn't know what was splashing on the black robe leader's face, the black robe leader immediately reached out and touched it, and immediately felt that his hand was wet and a little sticky.

He put his hand in front of his eyes and saw that it was full of blood.

The black robe leader's complexion changed drastically, and he looked around almost without thinking.

I saw that all the companions around me had already fallen into a pool of blood, wailing and crying, rolling all over the floor.

"Such a weak Cultivation Base is really not enough to kill!"

Bu Fei's faint muttering that seemed far and near reverberated in the night, but the leader of the black robe man couldn't see him at all.

The leader of the black robe had a pale face. He was a little dismissive when he received the order before, thinking that he was just a kid, and they were worthy of having so many masters.

But this hasn't been done yet, and his side has been completely wiped out.

The fear in the head of the black-robed man can be imagined. His body was cold, and a chill almost rushed from the sole of his feet to the Tianling Gai, and the teeth in his mouth were trembling.

"Come out!" The leader of the black robe shouted boldly, but his body was already trembling in fear.

"Are you calling me?"

Bu's extraordinary voice came from the emptiness of the night again.

"But, I seem to feel that you are scared?"

Amidst the fearful look of the leader of the black robe, Bu Extraordinary face suddenly appeared in front of him, and the distance from him was not even a foot. The close distance and the strong sense of oppression made the leader of the black robe difficult to heart. beat.

At the same time, the leader of the black robe felt something was wrong, because his body seemed to be ascending, but why was this man also flying?

The black-robed man lowered his head in confusion, and when he looked down, his eyes suddenly widened.

Because the black-robed man saw a headless corpse below, the broken neck was still bleeding.

"It turns out that it's not me flying, it's my head flying." This was the last thought of the leader of the black robe.

Yes, it was indeed his head flying, because his head had been cut off by Bu Feihua's long sword transformed with literary energy. At the moment when his head soared into the sky, Bu Feihua also rose into the air, with him in the air. Look at each other.

A big head fell heavily on the street, torn apart

At the same time, Bufei Feihua landed slowly, with an unprecedented indifference.

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