Guardian Chapter 67: The subconsciousness of Liuli deity

Remember the soul, have a star rating, record life, give verdicts, and display atlas.

Is it you yin and yang book?

Are you a life and death book in a vest?

Don't pretend to be dead, just squeak.

Chen Feng was horrified in his heart. There was a lot of information from Liuli's mouth tonight, almost indigestion.

Chen Feng rubbed the carving knife, lost in thought.

If what she said is true.

The so-called war between Yin and Yang is far more than what she described.

At least 372 years have passed since the Dashun Dynasty, and the chaos in the world has not changed much.

From the tip of the iceberg she revealed, it can be roughly speculated.

1: The last emperor of the Liewu Empire was either a hero or a no-brainer. No matter which one, he alone would not be able to set off a war between Yin and Yang, or even a higher-level battle. It must be hidden. .

Two: The result of the first battle that year was obvious. It was the Taizu of the Dashun Dynasty who had won, or to put it another way, the faction that supported the separation of Yin and Yang and performed their duties won.

3: Take the phrase "it is him, he is not dead yet, and his sword is not dead" in the mouth of the suspected big fish under the sarcophagus, combined with Liuli said that the carving knife is the Emperor Fengdu's emperor hat Chi, combined with the second, the two were opposites back then.

Four: The one who disappeared together is the Yan Luo Life and Death Book. The owner of this life and death book belongs to which party is temporarily unknown.

Five: Yin Yi Six Meridians, as the yang walk of the Victory Fang Yin Division system, double-sided civil servants, temporarily learned that the soul master represents reincarnation, the burrower represents Huangquan, the remaining four channels, I don’t have much contact, except for the life and death The short-lived corpse-carrying person, and the coroner who was refined into a silver corpse by him, had the deepest contact with Master Huan Hong, and the last paper cutter. I don't know for the time being.

6: It’s that this brain is not working at all times, only the subconscious glazed body of memory fragments, that is, the big fierce cover in the grave, most of which is also the "rebel" of the year. Otherwise, as a winner, it is impossible to use Hidden in this way, then based on this inference, the identity of the group of grave sellers in the Life and Death Ruins is open to question. If they knew who the person in the grave was and sold it to me, they would be extremely afraid of thinking carefully.

7: History books are all "facts" written by victors. If the actual truth is completely opposite, it would be interesting to reverse some of the above six items-for example, the big fish under the sarcophagus , Not the winner, but the loser who was suppressed on Huangquan Road. The Emperor Fengdu was not the loser either. He hadn't done it before, hiccup, the dignified ghost and god, who can hiccup? Just think about it.

Eight: At the beginning, when the unicorn fairy was exploded, the big demon's soul was involved in the yin and yang book, and it was rated as "you don't look, you will be blind when you look at it". The great demon of an emperor? The thing involved behind the incarnation of the Empress Dowager was given the same assessment by the Yin Yang Book. What role does he or she play?

Nine: I really want to dig out the big murderer from the grave and call it the life of the soul prostitute. With my current strength, I guess I can't do it. Otherwise, the above problems can at least solve most of the problems.

Ten: I'm hungry, cook some supper to eat.

"Hey, don't be in a daze. Get me physically." Liuli knocked her teeth, her tone of sadness.

Chen Feng slapped his brain and said annoyed: "Hey, look at my memory, okay, because you saved me and provided so much information, I quickly handled it for you."

"That...what, can...is it possible."

"No." Chen Feng looked at Liuli's face and hesitated, and immediately refused.

"Why are you like this? I haven't said what it is."

"Okay, then you say it, but I don't necessarily listen." Chen Feng's mouth said, and he kept his hands in his hands, using the iron wire to make things happen, and he started to make himself familiar.

"Could you please discuss, don't make me like you."

Chen Feng had a meal, and his inertial thinking killed people. I was confused by my own iron wire Chen called "You are a pig" all day long. Liuli's request really suits my heart. .

What shall we make up? How about making up a Mikami Yua? The big **** my heart yearns for? Chen Feng's eyes lit up, with a strange look in his eyes, which made Liuli shiver when he saw it.

"You... don't eat me." Liuli's voice trembled with crying, she read from Chen Feng's eyes the madness of "seeing delicious food, crying for the child next door".

Forget it, Chen Feng changed his mind to think about it, what if it is made up? When the time comes, sparks will be splashing and rubbing to make a fire to keep warm? Isn't it true that the iron pestle must be ground into a needle.

"What did that happen?" Chen Feng recovered his seriousness, changing his face so fast, second only to Huanhong's unique tricks.

"My deity's face."

I didn't see what it looked like, I only saw the big culprit... Chen Feng complained in his heart, he learned a bit and gained wisdom, and he specified that he would not go to the grave with blindfolded eyes.

"I said you paint, and then follow the portrait to make me out of it."

Chen Feng hasn’t responded yet, Liuli can’t wait to say, “I have long hair like silver silk, slender figure, wisdom refers to orchid heart, beautiful eyes and bright teeth, natural beauty, peerless elegance and praise from all the gods. Piaopiao Fairy Dance......"

"Stop, stop." There was a black line on Chen Feng's forehead, and his palm covered his fingertips and made a stop gesture.

I've seen someone boasting about yourself, and never seen such a shameless boast. Could it be the subconscious self-extension, the character of the deity is the opposite?

"Oh, I said you don't believe me, I'm so stupid, pig, you can make me a good hand first, and I will paint by myself."

Looking at Liuli's impatient expression, Chen Feng rarely argued. He also wanted to see what Liuli's deity looked like.

Chen Feng used the iron wire to make a coincidence, and set her hands first.

This one is a bit funny.

The two hands under the head are similar to the cartoon character of Baozi.

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, dansha, green, red clay... Waiting on, Chen Feng gave the Liuli cartoon image a hit.

Don't say, Liuli's Danqing painting is absolutely amazing.

Draw a character on paper alive.

Chen Feng feels that any vocabulary is scarce at this time, not enough to describe Liuli's fairy spirit.

On this paper, Chen Feng can only think of a few poems.

See the plain hands in the sleeves, and the golden rings on the bright wrists.

The golden hairpin on the head and the cuilangwan on the waist.

Pearls cross the jade body, and corals are difficult to find.

Luo Yi is fluttering, lightly returning with the wind.

Gu Pan's splendor, long and angry like orchids.

As she said, her head is full of silver and stars, and she is beautiful and graceful.

Baozi Liuli was in Chen Feng's stunned state, and once again moistened the brush.

Pull the clouds and make the fog, draw a light sword on the feet of the person in the painting, and dotted with the traces of the wind blowing, indicating that the sword is flying in the wind.

The finishing touch is on the eyes.

A clue to the world, indifferent and ruthless, indulging in my invincible loneliness in the world, the prestige of the sword fairy emperor is on the paper.

"Okay, this is me." Liuli stroked her brush, clapped her hands, and looked at Chen Feng proudly.

"Do you still remember who I am? Huh?" Chen Feng said with a strong nose, and went down to touch the scissors.

The arrogant Liuli breaks his work in an instant, with small sad eyes and waves of grievances on his eyebrows. "Yi, who doesn’t want his image to shine, you know, the painting comes from reality, and it’s higher than reality. Well."

Liuli pushed the painting and wiped her tears aggrievedly, "If you don’t give it, you can’t do it. If you say so many excuses to do anything, you are a conscience. People saved you, I knew it, let you Dead Huangquan Road is ready."

Wow! Say things with the grace of life-saving, do, you win.

Even if Chen Feng is a straight steel man, he is soft... soft-hearted.