Chapter 207: Master Witnesses Chu Xiu's Darkening Process "Three More Chapters"

The River River is full of people at this time.

More than sixty Great Saints.

Hundreds of little saints.

And thousands of magical power.

At a glance, they saw Chu Xiu, who was lying on the black stone monument, and slowly drifting forward.

: "Stop him ~"

: "You must grab the stele."

The demon clan has a big saint roar.

However.

He just spoke.

There is no action yet.

The river surface is rising.

Everyone is in their own memory.

The original land was motionless.

Qi Mengdie's eyes.

Open your eyes again.

I have come to a broken temple.

She was illusory, Liu Mei frowned.

Turn around.

: ‘What is this. ‘M.x33xs.com

: "Well, someone."

The shadow of the five people came into view.

One of them, she is very familiar, it is his rebellious deity.

It's just that he is not at the beginning.

Some are only down.

The face is full of purple, and my body is blood ...

He was lying on an old man, and the other three punch them and kicked them.

Chu Xiu spit blood in his mouth, tears couldn't stop flowing, and kept begging.

: "Don't fight, I'll give you money, don't hit him anymore, I beg you, please, he is too old ..."

: "He is too old to carry the dead ... you hit me, just hit me."

: "Hehe ... this old boy has a lot of nosy, the brothers play hard for me, kill me."

: "I like this boy as for mercy."

:"Hahaha...."

Shooting his face laughed.

Hearing the words, the other two were even more fierce.

Qi Mengdie stepped forward to stop, but found that nothing could be done, and others could not see her.

: "What is this? Is it the memory of the reverse apprentice?"

: "Why do I see his memory ...."

After trying to prevent the fruitless, she frowned, stood aside, and thought about it.

Yu's subconsciousness, gently stroking the lower abdomen.

"Note": The memory she sees is not the similarity that Chu Xiu is currently experiencing, but the memory of Chu Xiu's previous ... don't be confused.

: "Hahaha ... give me a fierce fight."

His shoes were smiling even more.

Chu Xiu coughed blood, his eyes were blurred, his voice became weaker, "Xu Lao, Xu Lao, you persist for a while ..."

I don't know how long.

He fainted.

The three were also tired.

Turned his face and bent over, and found a dozen copper plates from Chu Xiu's arms.

I was in my hand: "Oh, poor ghosts, only a dozen copper plates."

: "The old guy is poorer, and there is no copper plate."

: "Brothers are gone."

The three left and laughed.

Qi Mengdie looked silently, and could not help but feel uncomfortable.

It is hard to imagine that the young man who stirred the world, the style of the spirit, and the monks in the contemporary generation once was so desolate.

Sunset rises.

Chu Xiu woke up.

hiss....

: "It hurts ..."

He took a breath and stood up from the ground.

I found that the old man Xu was lying on the ground.

He looked slightly, climbed over, and reached out to visit the old man's breath.

Hand trembled lightly.

Wow, crying.

: "Xu Lao ...."

After coming to this world, the only person who was good to him died in front of him.

He may have regarded the old man as his grandpa.

He couldn't accept this result.

Lost in the corpse of the old man cried.

Eventually wept fainted.

Qi Mengdie standing aside, sighed gently.

Another day passed.

Chu Xiu, who was all injured, limped with the corpse of the old man, and limped, climbing on a hill and buried.

He stood in front of the grave for a long time.

When the sky is about to be dark.

Turned to leave.

He did not return to the small town.

He left there.

The pestle was in the bamboo pole, facing the sunset, and a lame.

He didn't know where he was going, and he could only move forward.

When you are thirsty, you can find water in the paddy.

If you are hungry, you can't find it when you are hungry. You can only eat bark leaves.

He has also tried hunting, but even the rabbit is better than him in this world, but he can't beat it at all ...

Qi Mengdie followed him silently.

Witness his experience.

It's so angry, funny, and pity.

In her opinion, Chu Xiu at this time was too pure.

He is easy to believe in others, and he likes to do good deeds and help some people.

However, they always deceive and harm.

I don't know how long in the past.

Maybe a year,

Perhaps two and a half years.

Qi Mengdie followed Chu Xiu, and a place called washing Jianjian Villa.

The villa has turned into a ruins.

Black smoke rises.

It is not difficult to see the glory of the sporadic building.

Chu Xiu met a little red girl in the ruins.

From their dialogue.

Qi Mengdie knew that the little girl was named Liu Hongyi.

Miss washing Jianzhuang.

Because I secretly went out to play, I escaped from the calamity of the destruction ...

Qi Mengdie carefully looked at this in front of him, and looked like a little girl eleven or two years old.

She is a congenital sword bodies.

In order to avenge the traitor, he assassinated the Great Sage Elder and rebelled against the Red Dust Sword Sect.

Although she had never seen this woman, she had heard of her name for a long time.

Liu Hongyi's position in the traitor's heart was definitely extraordinary.

The little girl had a delicate oval face.

Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque.

Even though she was young at this time, it was not difficult to see that she would be a great beauty when she grew up.

They buried the bodies of Xijian Villa.

: "You bury my family for me, and you will be my family in the future, okay?"

: "Okay, we will be family in the future."

Under the blood-stained sunset, the two stood in front of countless graves on the hill and made a vow.

The two set off together.

Although Liu Hongyi was younger than Chu Xiu, she had more experience than him.

With her guidance, they no longer walked aimlessly.

They came to a relatively large city.

Settled down.

Found a job as a helper in a restaurant, and temporarily bid farewell to the days of uncertainty.

Time passed little by little.

Happy times are always short-lived.

One day.

The enemies of the son of the hotel owner, Old Man Lin, came to the door.

They were all monks.

Although Old Man Lin knew a little martial arts, he was still no match.

He was beaten to death.

He was torn apart by five horses.

His head was paraded through the streets with a bamboo pole....

Chu Xiu and Liu Hongyi saw this scene with their own eyes.

They had no ability to stop it, so they could only stand by and watch.

Old Man Lin was very kind to them.

Now he is dead.

They decided to collect his body.

But they were caught by the group of monks.

They wanted to use them as pathfinders to explore a dangerous place....

Chu Xiu begged them to let Liu Hongyi go.

In return, he was beaten.

In the eyes of monks, mortals are ants.

If he was not useful, he would probably be killed on the spot.

Looking at his desperate eyes.

Qi Mengdie's heart seemed to be grabbed, and her eyes were red.

After experiencing all his memories.

She gradually understood Chu Xiu now.

His madness, unyielding means, and profiteering.

His caution, viciousness...

All forced...

: "He used to be a good man."

: "But he was forced to be crazy."

: "It seems that the whole world is against him."

: "Even the slightest happiness will be cruelly taken away."

The memory picture is frozen.

Chu Xiu is covered with wounds and his face is hideous. He vows to become stronger and not let anyone bully them.

Boom--

The picture is broken.

On the bank of the Wangchuan River, all the monks who are trapped in their own memories.

All woke up at this moment.

After becoming sober from confusion.

Suddenly looked at Chu Xiu in the river.

: "Don't let Chu Xiu run away."

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There is another update at about eleven o'clock.

I don't want to talk about it. After all, a fight is about to start.

I'll make up a special chapter later.

. You provide the master of the great god Feng Qiyue: This disciple who rebelled against the master is not the son of the saint