Way of Choices

The soul of the Queen of Heaven and Sea is thousands of miles away, the Taoism is in Luoyang City, between the thunder clouds, with one enemy and three saints.

It is her body that remains on the top of Tianshuling Peak.

Even if she is the strongest person in the world, I believe that under the premise of confronting the three saints at the same time, she can't spare any effort to deal with other enemies.

In other words, at this time, the peak of Tianshuling is in a stage of no defense. As long as someone can attack her body, she may be injured.

Tonight, many strong men came to Tianshuling.

They have not yet entered the sacred realm, if in peacetime, it is impossible to pose any threat to the Queen of Heaven and Sea, but now it is different.

Of course, first of all, they need to go through the Shinto to the top of Tianshuling.

But Khan Qing sat under Shinto, just like in the past six hundred years.

History is very old.

He and Qin Zhong and Yu Gong were gods of the same age. He sat in the Tianshu Mausoleum for more than 600 years, covered with dust and rust. Could he still be able to withstand the siege of these powerful men in the world?

This is a question worth thinking about, but he obviously did not think about it because he was eating.

Green pepper fried bacon was produced in that garden. He ate it quietly and seriously, wondering if he remembered Xunmei who came to Shinto two years ago.

According to his previous statement, it was Xun Mei who broke into the gods and sought the truth that night, so that he finally let go of everything and broke into the sacred. Then, is this meal a memory?

No, this remembrance should fall into the farther past, because that old face has a deeper emotion.

The world's strongest people gathered, but he was eating quietly. This disregard represents absolute self-confidence or something else?

Two years ago, when Xun Meiden went to death, Mao Qiuyu was outside Tianshuling. He watched his brother die as he died, and he had no emotion.

There was a hint of anger on the face of the girl named Mu Ji Poetry. As for the hidden masters of all the denominations that appeared in the night, they also became angry.

The breath of those strong men, with anger, gathered at the end of Shinto.

Han Qing didn't respond much, and she ate quietly and silently, as if the cold dishes were the most precious thing in the world.

In the river outside the Tianshuling, the stone tablets were cut in pieces and scattered around the ground.

Endless Bi stood between the broken monuments, and the grudges on his face gradually became vigilant and uneasy, and finally became fear.

Tonight, coming to Tianshuling in the Eight Directions, Zhu Luo and the stargazer are dead, and they are seriously injured. Only she still has a complete combat power.

At that moment, because of the serious injury of her husband, she was really angry and wanted to shoot, even though the sweat showed an unfathomable level of strength, but with the help of those strong men in the night, she believed that she could defeat each other. However... no matter how bitter and harsh her eyes were, Han Qing didn't look at her.

Han Qing eats quietly.

The iron gun rested quietly beside him.

So she began to be afraid.

"Help me get up."

Different red lies between the broken monuments, his face is extremely pale, and his breath is extremely weak, but the voice is still as calm as usual, with a heart-breaking power.

He looked at the peak of Tianshuling, his eyes fell on the figure of Tianhai Sheng, with a bit of confusion and pain.

There is a slightly wet red petal in the dressing room of the Queen of Heaven and Sea. In her sleeve, there are more than a dozen meteors through the hole.

He was the party involved in the violent battle between those breaths. He knew that this was the rebate of the stargazer who died and was seriously injured and left to Tianhai Sheng.

He also noticed another problem.

Infinite Bi lifted him up, and the dust in his hand shivered slightly, like her voice: "Let's go."

"Since I came here tonight, I didn't think about leaving alive."

Red said calmly, and then his fingers shook slightly.

The string hanging from the tail finger was broken and passed through the tiger's mouth and wound several times.

He was seriously injured, even unable to make a fist, so he entangled his fingers together, which became a fist.

He punched the dry riverbed.

A loud bang.

This seemingly powerless fist directly penetrated the riverbed through a large hole, and there was no bottom, and there was a gurgling sound underneath.

The emperor's plan moved, and the river dry stone appeared. At this time, the emperor's plan had been broken, and his sensation was gone, and he could no longer maintain the current picture.

The sound of water blew, and countless springs poured out from the bottom of the river. In just an instant, the riverbed was submerged again, and the shoes of him and Infinite Blue were wet.

Infinite Bi knew what he wanted to do, and his face became paler, but he couldn't say anything to stop.

The ground spring was surging, and the water surface of the river rose at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The picture appeared extremely strange along with the thunder and lightning from high altitude.

A desperate shriek burst out from the lips of Infinite Green.

She stood on the surface of the water with a different kind of red, and two breaths escaped, instantly covering the whole river.

The breath emanating from her was dead, as if there were no waves of life.

The breath from the other kind of red body is extremely fresh, as if it has endless life force.

The river finally overflowed the stone embankment and poured back into the Tianshu Mausoleum, slowly and unstoppably rushing towards the Shinto.

With the flow of the water waves, green leaves gradually emerged, and between the number of interest, the entire surface of the water was densely covered. It was a boundless water lily.

Immediately afterwards, in this blue lotus sea, numerous beautiful lotus flowers were born.

Lianhai swaggered in the night breeze, lotus flowers dazzled by thunder and lightning,

Pick up the lotus leaf, endless green.

Yingri lotus, not like red,

Tianshuling is full of water.

Mao Qiuyu stood on the side of the water, solemn expression, dancing with his sleeves up.

The two sleeves are breezy, made for no reason, walking everywhere.

The lotus leaf keeps flying, the lotus sways gently, the electric light illuminates the world, the wetness condenses into water mist, forming a very unreal beautiful picture, like a fairyland.

Fairyland came before Shinto.

Han Qing is still eating, eating very seriously.

Cooking rice is a matter of the world. He went to the world from the Tianshuling.

Don't want him to return to the fairyland of ignoring the world, and have no intention to prevent the world from boarding the Shinto.

The lotus leaf lotus, attacking his Dao Xin.

How will history choose?

Finally, he put down his lunch box.

Not because he couldn't cope with other challenges, but because he had finished his meal.

He reached for the iron gun and looked deep into Lianhai.

The other red is deep in the lotus sea, covered with blood, pale, but very calm.

He wants to kill Tianhai, and the world wants to kill Tianhai, so he has to go to Shinto.

He was burning his real element and state at this time. Even if he could overcome his history, he would probably not be able to live anymore.

He didn't care because he was going to die.

The way to death is his way, this is his right way.

Traveling with his will, he will never get lost in the lotus sea, and will never flinch. He, covered in blood, is so vivid in the night, just like the blossoming red flowers in the green leaves.

But he didn't shoot, he was waiting for the last chance.

Waiting for the stream of the old temple in Xining Town, waiting for the old view of Luoyang City, waiting for the night clouds above the earth to disperse.

He raised his head and looked quietly at the night cloud.

Everyone looked there.

The thunder continued, the electricity and light connected, the night clouds twitched, and the wind raged.

It's not human.

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(I should have been on Saipan these two days...The annual meeting is being held. Many author friends are watching the sea there. I can’t stand my illness. I took leave only one day before departure and returned to my home in Hubei. Well, it is even heavier. This water and soil problem, I have to adjust it too many times a year. Fortunately, I have been insisting on taking medicine. I started to see it today. I don’t mind it. In addition: although there are water everywhere in Tianshuling, can’t Speaking of the water I wrote, I wrote very well... When I retired recently, I revisited the night, and I have the same feeling. I am really good. I hope it will be better in the future.)

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