Three hundred and ninetieth chapters thought over the cliff(2/2)
Lin Yun was thoughtful, and took a martial arts jade and Jade Slip that recorded the strong wind, a book of Qingxuan.
"Have you ever thought that Wang Yan may be just a pawn, real behind the scenes, maybe another person."
Mei Hufa looked at each other, and Shen Sheng said.
"I have thought about it, and the brother said before leaving, some people don't want him to appear in Longmen Dali at the end of the year. Among them, the grievances are tangled, and the plum care method may be more than what I know."
Lin Yun said.
In the meal, in Xiaoyun Plaza, Elder Luo Feng talked about a past ten years ago.
The death is not as simple as it is on the surface.
"What about you?"
Mei Hufa smiled bitterly and sighed: "Don't blame the lord of the Pavilion. The lord of the cabinet is indeed protecting you. Many things can't tell you with three words. But you just need to understand one thing, it's too dazzling, maybe the next death, maybe the next death
It will be you. Makes people not notice you, but it will be much safer. "
"Even if you break a mystery?"
Lin Yun laughed at himself.
"Yes, even if you break a mystery!"
Mei Hufa looks solemn, but it is a serious way.
His gaze looked around, looked at the grass and trees on the cliff, and whispered: "Thinking over the cliff, there are many predecessors of Jiange, some people are going crazy here, some people sink here, some people enter the demon here into the demon
There are also people who are here to be born again. "
After a long time, his sight fell on Lin Yun again, groaning: "Take care."
When I think about the cliff, only Lin Yun is left, and the infinite loneliness and Xiao Suo come to the world.
The chills are poured into the heart for no reason.
Even the sound of the wind on this cliff is also weak and unstable.
Lin Yun sat on the ground knee, operated real yuan, regulating interest injuries.
He broke the mysterious pulse, and the internal injuries were quite heavy. Without a period of rest, it was difficult to recover.
Under the inside, it can be found that his ninth mysterious pulse is broken inch, and the roots are chaotic, which looks shocking.
So tragic, it is very helpless.
Right now, he wants to be promoted to the Xuanwu Nine, and it is more than ten times more difficult than a warrior of the same qualifications.
Maybe, maybe I haven't expected it for many years.
"This is……"
But at this moment, he flashed in his heart and found that there were three more golden marks in his body.
Each mark contains the surging true Yuan.
Regardless of the quality and quantity, Zhenyuan far exceeded the peak of Lin Yun, and a mark can be comparable to his Xuanwu Jiuzhong Zhenyuan.
Lin Yun opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes flashed in different eyes.
This is the source of this source!
It was Mei Hufa. He was not so simple in the three palms on his shoulders on the clouds of his shoulders before.
But when he wanted to absorb the true Yuan in this mark, he encountered a resistance, the broken mystery, and faint pain.
Immediately wake up, this imprint, when he is re -condensed by his mystery, can be refined.
At the foot of the mountain.
Mei Hufa looked at the mountain peak. He was a middle -aged look. He gave birth to a little white hair, and there were a few more wrinkles in the corner of his eyes.
Chapter completed!