Better fruit in the world, greedy.

At the end of the winter of Ding Nian, he became a Buddha without crossing.

The mad song goes away, and the unprecedented Buddha goes to Mocheng, and there is only a fairy man who is difficult to get rid of the suffering. Lu Shenchuan went to see his youngest brother, but found that he did not know when he stood up, wiped his tears, and didn't make a sound. Together with the half of the city, he rushed to the other cities closest to the city.

The two disappeared in the dark.

Suddenly, Lu Shenchuan seemed to see a gentle woman walking next to his younger brother.

... Is it you? mother.

He asked softly in his heart.

Do you think Eleven is right?

Lu Shenchuan smiled bitterly on his back, and the unknown black clouds gathered in the sky, as if it was going to collapse to the world. The steps of the city of heaven in the clouds dropped blood down ... But this is not the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, but the sentient beings of the twelve continents.

Fortunately, the god of heavenly wandered in the clouds.

They vaguely noticed that the state of Master Wuluo was very weird, but no one dared to take the first shot, only to drink towards the world, and hoped to live in Xianmen.

However, Xianmen failed to do it.

"Are you crazy?!" Tian Shen couldn't believe it, "You want to drag the entire Twelve continents together ..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

despair.

Someone reached the ladder.

The pale and cold -handed man hugged the teenager who covered a new wedding, took him step by step, and went to the clouds from the world.

The gods retreat slowly.

Shi Wuluo did not hold a knife, but just stepped over the stairs and staged. Wherever he was, the broken Han white jade returned to the flat, and the winding blood evaporated in thin air. The dark clouds gradually became like snow. Falling down, overlapping with his black sleeves.

Yue mother suddenly didn't laugh.

She looked at Shi Wu Luo with a thin light and walked out of the mud, returned to the clouds, and said nothing.

There are silences, only the gods of the gods.

... The red clothes approached step by step, the younger eyebrows became clearer and clearer, awakening the deep -rooted fear and memory ... God Jun really came back.

Finally, some of the gods could no longer bear the pressure in the meditation, and even he couldn't hear himself, and suddenly pulled the sword, turned into a luminous light, rushed towards the teacher Wuluo, and a sword stabbed to the person in his arms. Shi Wu Luo didn't stop, and even raised his eyes. The flowing light fixed in the air, and then exploded suddenly.

Fry into a fluffy blood mist.

A ray of clean and clean glowing came out of the fog, falling on the revenge light.

Yu Shen was shocked, all turned out to flow and ran away.

Shi Wu Luo raised his eyes, his eyes changed sharply between silver gray and deep black, and finally fixed in the paint ink.

"fall."

He said softly.

Nearly two hundred liquid lights suddenly fixed. In the next moment, the latter dust of the previous heavenly god was forcibly broke away from only twenty or thirty lits.

Two hundred Qinghui came from all sides and fell silently on the light light.

The Shi Wu Luo stepped on the last heaven.

On the sea of ​​clouds, the palace was broken, but there was an unparalleled white jade palace that rose up and towering. When the Baiyu Palace was reproduced, the moon mother in Chaocheng, Mu Di in the south of the candle, and more places and gods in more places in the twelve continents burst into tears silently. I do n’t know if they are sad or happy.

So far, Shi Wu Luo finally stopped.

Dress hunting.

His breath is unprecedentedly strong, but his figure is also weird with unprecedentedly, as if it is about to collapse at any time, and the earth is earth, Sichuan Shencheng River, the sea is rising into mulberry, a chaotic ... How is the ninety thousand re -level so short? As soon as you are at a time, you can pass. And how long is the door to Junzheng? It is difficult to reach the shore.

Shi Wu Luo lowered his eyelashes and passed through the door of the temple.

The column casts the light and shadow of the interval. The Qionghua outside the pavilion blooms in the clouds, and the breeze blows red and white petals. The man in black kneeling halfway before the soft collapse of the prince, and the last time he sorted out his clothes for God. He also wanted to hold his long hair but too late.

The wooden combing fell from the fingers.

Shi Wu Luo stared at the light light.

"I love you."

He says.

I love you, but don't love me.

He stretched out his illusory hand and clicked on the light light, and the red clothes became white instantly, without dyeing a trace of dust. Later, little by little, wiping away the life scales and Zhu tears of the corner of the teenager's eyes, along with all the heavy and unable to break free of the past.

"Don't be imprisoned by heaven and earth, don't be trapped by Cangsheng anymore."

"You are free."

The fingertips stay on the juvenile eyebrow.

Shi Wu Luo laughed lightly. He was born too cold, but at this time, he was gentle and incredible, and there was no difference from the young people of all lovers in the world.

"After thousands of years since then, heaven and earth ..."

It has nothing to do.

The fingertips trembled, but the last word could not be spoken anyway, as if the ability of words suddenly disappeared. Shi Wuluo closed his eyes and got up and walked out of the palace.

He walked to heaven and bowed his head to the world.

On this day, regardless of the fairy, no matter the demon, the sound of the heavens and the earth clearly heard.

Mori is cold.

"God Jun An is one day, and the world exists for a day."

If the god is gone, then you can do everything.

No Zen Master gently coincides.

How can he not fall into the magic?

Sorrow also sighs, all cause and effect.

The cracked ground slowly healed, the collapsed city was built again, and the fireflies swallowed by the black dance again, Jinglian once again stood on the lake ... The master Wuluo Yi flew, the figure gradually faded, and the sin was deeply sinner.Well, there is no way for the left evil way, he doesn't matter, but he has to give a thin lantern in a sunny place.

His prince ...