Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 67: Old people

Small.eMnx., txt The bright moon sprinkled light and clear light, shining in this dense forest, plated with a layer of silver gauze.

Suddenly a pretty girl appeared in the bushes in front of her, with delicate features, a beautiful face, and a graceful figure. Especially under the background of the moonlight, it is like a fairy Lingbo descending into the earth, so beautiful that it is thrilling and overwhelming.

It's just that the panic on her pretty face and her rushing steps have destroyed some of the beauty.

The red dots on her white dress even showed her situation at the moment. She should be being hunted down.

"This woman..."

Ling at the girl who rushed forward, Ling Xian frowned slightly, and a sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in his heart. This inexplicable feeling made him confused, because he was sure that he had never seen this girl.

However, when the cultivation level reaches a certain level, the spirit will automatically record the people who have intersection with him. In other words, even though Ling Xian has no impression, he and this woman must have had an intersection.

"Strange, why am I not impressed at all?"

Ling Xian frowned, searching for memory carefully, but there was no trace of information about this girl.

However, when the girl saw Ling Xian in front of her, her dim starry eyes suddenly burst out, as if she had seen the most important person in her life.

In fact, Ling Xian is indeed one of the most important people in her life.

Although nine years have passed, she will never forget the gentle smile and the warm palm of her hand.

That's the person she has to keep in mind for a lifetime of warmth, a lifetime.

"Young Master Ling!"

The girl smiled like a flower, and hurriedly ran to Ling Xian, her beautiful eyes staring at the man in front of her, shining with joy.

She never dreamed that she would be here and see this dreamer.

"Know me, it seems that you have had an intersection with me."

Ling Xian frowned slightly, and after reappearing that he had not seen this girl, he couldn't help but ask: "It's just why, I don't have an impression of you?"

After hearing this, the girl's beautiful eyes darkened, really don't you remember herself?

But in the next moment, she suppressed her loss and smiled lightly: "My son, do you remember that nine years ago, you gave a beggar's storage bag in Yunxiao City of the Great Zhou Dynasty? "

Ling Xian frowned, and the four key words of Great Zhou Dynasty, Yunxiao City, Qier, and Storage Bag awakened his memories at that time. After that, an unkempt beggar appeared in his mind.

On that day, he stood proudly in the field like a demon **** of Shura, surrounded by corpses, blood flowing in a river.

No one dared to approach him, only a little girl covered in dirt approached him and asked him for a storage bag.

The clear eyes full of fear but fearlessness, the slow but firm pace, and the pale but stubborn little face moved Ling Xian all of a sudden, causing him to subconsciously show a gentle smile.

He still remembered that little girl's name was Yu Xunzhen.

A very nice and meaningful name.

Recalling the scene at that time, Ling Xian showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Are you a fish seeking truth?"

Seeing that Lingxian still remembers his name, Yu Xun was really overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "It's me, son, you still remember."

"That stubborn little girl back then gave me a deep impression, how could I forget it?"

Looking at the bright girl in front of him, a glimmer of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, and smiled: "It's just that you are so beautiful now, I didn't think of you for a while."

"Yes, it's been nine years, and it's normal for the son to recognize me." Yuxun's pretty face turned red, and the feeling of loss in his heart quietly disappeared.

After all, she was unkempt and unkempt, although she was a beauty embryo, but after all, she hadn't grown up yet. Now, she is truly beautiful and graceful, and it is normal that Ling Xian can't recognize her.

His appearance in the past nine years has not changed much, and Yu Xunzhen has imprinted him firmly in his heart, so he recognized him at a glance.

"This is natural. There is no need to say what you were like back then. Compared with the current you, it can be said to be a difference between the clouds and the mud, and it is not the same."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, saw her white clothes stained with blood, frowned and said: "What's the matter with you?"

At the same time, Yu Xunzhen also saw that Ling Xian was covered in blood, and hurriedly asked: "My son, what's wrong with you?"

The voice rang and fell at the same time. Then, both of them were stunned, looking at each other in embarrassment, and smiling bitterly at each other.

"This situation and situation is not like an old friend recounting the past, but like two refugees gathered together."

Ling Xian smiled and shook his head, and Ling Xian slowly constricted to smile, and said in a deep voice: "Is someone chasing you?"

"Oh." Yu Zong sighed, his pretty face couldn't hide the despair.

Seeing this, Ling Xianxiong frowned and said: "What's the matter?"

Hearing this, Yu Xun really wanted to speak, but suddenly a word full of killing intent appeared above.

"I'm sorry to disturb your old friends. But it doesn't matter. When I send you on the road, you can go down and continue."

The voice fell, and three men in black fell from the sky, and the aura they exuded was the foundation building period.

The leader is a middle-aged man with an undisguised contempt on his face.

The same is true for the two young men behind, with arrogant expressions on their faces, looking at Lingxian and Yuxun as if they were looking at a dead person.

When I saw these three, Yuxun's pretty face became paler, and the look of despair in his eyes became more intense.

Seeing this, Ling Xian raised his brows and said, "These are these people who are chasing you?"

"Hey, it's not accurate to say that the chase is ours. She was originally ours, I was just cleaning the door." The middle-aged man smiled coldly and looked at Yu Xunzhen with fiery eyes, but it was not the kind of lustful eyes. .

It's like looking at a peerless miraculous medicine.

Ling Xian became more confused when he watched this strange look, but right now, it was obviously not a good opportunity to ask why. Therefore, he waved his hand impatiently and said: "While I am not intent on killing, I quickly disappear from my eyes."

The voice fell, and the three of them were startled, and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, I laughed so hard, you are dying, you dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this?" The middle-aged man laughed loudly, his voice full of disdain.

The two men also showed smiles~IndoMTL.com~with mocking smiles.

Obviously, when they saw Ling Xian covered in blood and aspiration, he didn't take him seriously.

"My current state is indeed not very good, but it is enough to kill you." Ling Xian glanced at the three of them lightly, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with them.

No matter how bad his condition is at the moment, it will be easy to kill the three foundation-building monks.

So, he slowly raised his right hand and shot horizontally at the three of them.

Suddenly, the terrifying mana was like a big wave rolling high up in the sky, and instantly hit the middle-aged man and a young man.

In the next moment, the two of them fell to the ground in Yuxun's shocked gaze, and fell on the ground in the stunned gaze of their companions.

This dense forest also quieted down.

Only the sound of the man swallowing saliva reverberated gently.