If you haven't had contact for several years, it's not that your relationship is in harmony with water and fire, but that you are remembered in your heart.

Two super experts like old naughty boys may have died of old age or battle. It is precisely because of a comparison that they have lived together for so long and become stronger and stronger, and they are eventually called the Longxia Dinghai Dinghai Pin.

Now that one Taoist and one monk have passed away, can another Taoist not be sad?

"Senior Taoist priest, it's all my fault... If I insisted just now and told you not to follow me, this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault..."

Jia Long frowned and sobbed in his words.

She felt it was her fault.

"No, this is the life of the old monk. You are a layman, don't blame yourself."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand gently, moved his steps lightly, and approached the old monk who was sitting cross-legged, and then squatted down to clean up his messy clothes for the lifeless monk.

"Old friend, you have left too. From now on, no one in the world will care about my brother's affairs with me. Old bald donkey, old bald donkey, you are called me, how should you deal with it?"

sand.

The old Taoist priest suddenly stood up and looked up at the entrance of the upper passage of the tree stump.

"It's better to go back than to go back. It's better to go back. It's been more than 120 years, and Yin has lived for a long time."

His rosy face was now exhausted and heartbroken, and he became pale quickly.

The whole person seemed to have aspirations to die.

Bang—

Suddenly, a figure suddenly jumped from under the tree stump, at an unparalleled speed.

Even the extremely powerful old Taoist priest never grasped her figure.

clang.

A sword was crossed in front of the old Taoist priest, and the strong wind swept the old Taoist's temples chaotic.

The person who came to hold the sword trembled slightly, and his body was shaking slightly because he was too excited.

"Senior Taoist Master, you... take the body of the monk down the tower."

The figure who bent down on his head and said softly in a sweet tone with a hint of heroic spirit.

She is Jia Long.

"Little layman, this is not possible."

"You go back!"

Jia Long suddenly screamed, his voice mixed with amazing shock waves, like a mao of bear roaring skills, blowing the old Taoist's already flying temples as if he had encountered a level 12 typhoon.

The white bit by bit began to smog, gradually covering the surface of the slim girl's body.

Yin Yin-Ying...

With the white drops slowly covering her whole body, finally, her whole delicate body was covered by white smoke.

Under the fog, a sharp sword was like the most mysterious and powerful ancient Long Xia sword.

Her clothes fluttered, and her dress looked like a mythical fairy walking out of the painting. She was shrouded in the mist, and everything under the mist became mysterious and full of power and treacherous.

Yes, Jia Long, in front of the old Taoist priest and the eyes of countless people in the live broadcast room, developed the "faceless skill" and changed from an ordinary low-headed back to a Valkyrie little by little!

The time is just right, and Valkyrie mode is enough to turn on, and it will be reappeared in the most perfect state.

“…”

There was a silence, not only in the live broadcast room, but also the old Taoist senior who stood in front of Jia Long, who was determined to be dead, all had no words because of the strange scenes.

"If you take Senior Monk back, he may be saved."

When the faceless skill completely covers one's body, a temperament and familiarity that belongs only to the "Valkyrie" will arise naturally.

Jia Long forced himself to smile slightly, then twisted his body lightly, and disappeared out of thin air from the sight of the old Taoist senior.

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When the Taoist heard the sound, he saw a woman shrouded in white mist, squatting down on the ground, and a jade palm filled with mist was caressed on the wound on the old monk's chest.

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Chapter completed!