Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 272: Kneel or not

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Li Fuyao has seen Canghai, and Li Fuyao has never seen Canghai.

If he says he has seen Canghai, it means he has seen Monarch Qingtian, but if he hasn't seen Canghai, it's because Monarch Qingtian has never shown himself in front of him as a monk of Canghai.

But at this moment, when the man in the sky blue robe stood up, Li Fuyao felt a blank in his mind, as if something had suddenly exploded.

That kind of feeling is like a courtier meeting the king, giving birth to an irresistible sense of surrender.

Especially when the man opened his eyes and looked at Li Fuyao, the feeling was very strong.

Even if Li Fuyao was standing far away, he couldn't control himself a little, so he would kneel down in front of him.

Luluo, who was standing next to the man, had already knelt down in front of him, calling his father in a low voice over and over again, tears streaming down her face, where she still looked like a spring and autumn monk.

Li Fuyao obviously felt that the man's realm was not high, at most it was too clear, but why did he have this feeling?

A great demon was naturally the most powerful existence in this world before his death, but is it the same after his death?

Li Fuyao's desire to kneel became stronger and he was about to kneel almost immediately.

At the same time, another Li Fuyao appeared in the Lingfu.

The Li Fuyao, who was sitting in the Ling Mansion, had an extremely indifferent expression. Feeling that this body was about to kneel down, he sarcastically said: "Kneel, a great monster in the sea, let you kneel, maybe you can give me something. Good, why not kneel?"

Li Fuyao's mind is blank, but he can clearly hear the voice in the spiritual palace. He frowns, his face is pale, and he is hesitant.

The Li Fuyao in the Ling Mansion sneered: "It's just a ridiculous idea to be a sword fairy."

Li Fuyao's mind gradually came to mind when he was outside Chen Guo's Huaiyang city, those words he said in that rain, thinking about those things before stepping into the sword aura.

He said with difficulty, "Why should I kneel?"

"Why don't you kneel?" There was a voice in the spirit house.

Li Fuyao asked word by word: "Why should I kneel?"

The voice in the spirit house is far away, but still with irony, "Really, why are your legs trembling? You can't hold on to kneel down, right?"

Li Fu shook his head and looked down at his trembling legs. The expression on his face was strange, longing and doubtful. Of course, it was more painful.

A loud sound.

Li Fuyao drew out the Qingsijian from his waist, stood in front of him, pestering the sword with both hands, not allowing himself to kneel down.

But his face is still ugly.

At these times, I can no longer use any dignity and persistence to explain Li Fuyao's reason for not kneeling. His mind is very confused, and he is unwilling to kneel. This is instinct.

The voice in the spirit house continued, "Sadly, you have not found a reason not to kneel."

Li Fuyao turned his head away from the man's eyes, and whispered, "I won't kneel."

This time in the Ling Mansion, there was only a loud sound.

At this time, the man finally started to speak, "Why don't you kneel when you see me?"

When he spoke, the feeling of making Li Fuyao kneel down became stronger.

It's as if the king is giving orders to his courtiers.

Li Fu swayed.

Li Fuyao was confused in his mind.

……

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On the boat in the North Sea, the father and daughter of Qinghuai and Qingtianjun are eating lamb. The lamb is naturally Baize. Although Qingtianjun is in Beihai, if he wants to eat this kind of food, he still doesn’t difficult.

After all, he is a big demon.

In order to eat hot lamb this time, Qing Tianjun even asked people to find peppers in the mountains and rivers.

Qing Tianjun hadn't eaten it before, so when he ate the first piece, he was so hot and sweaty, but he seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, unlike most people who can't accept it.

While he was eating the mutton, Feng Lu always felt the creeps. If it weren’t for a **** donkey and no life-saving ability, he even wanted to jump into the sea, anyway, he could not appear in the sight of the father and daughter in.

Qing Tianjun swallowed a piece of mutton, looked at Qinghuai, and said, "There is nothing to say. If he really fails to come out, it will be fate."

Qinghuai said unceremoniously: "You also arranged this fate."

Qing Tianjun said softly, "It was not easy at first. The swordsmanship he walked was not easy. It is even more difficult to become a sea. The most important thing is that it is not easy to marry you. Under the stumbling block, only the harder the road will make the stronger."

Qing Tianjun picked up a piece of mutton and said with a smile: "It’s like this mutton, if the father doesn’t eat it, the Bai Ze clan can live a stable life, and no one wants to rewrite the glory of the ethnic group. , Because the father likes to eat lamb, they feel a sense of crisis, maybe if the father eats it, there will be a sea in the Baize clan."

Qinghuai laughed, and didn't respond to Qingtianjun.

Qing Tianjun put down his chopsticks and sighed: "That's not a powerful character, but it's just for refining the heart. As long as he sees it through, it will do."

Qinghuai hummed coldly: "What if you can't see through?"

Qing Tianjun said calmly: "The sword's heart is covered in dust, and I can go forward in the future. The chance of stepping into the sea is smaller."

After saying this, Qing Tianjun did not wait for Qinghuai to speak, and continued: "There are pros and cons, everything has risks, and there are consequences to bear. My father will not help him too much. This time, And next time will be enough."

It was not easy for a Canghai to help the younger cultivator. Once it was something that could not be expected, Qing Tianjun promised to help him twice. Whoever looked at it was a gift.

Qinghuai was a little depressed, "but you haven't asked him what he thinks."

Qing Tianjun shook his head, "He has not yet reached the point where he can make a choice. He is a **** placed on the chessboard. There are not many monks in this world who can get out of the chessboard. I can go out and choose a path for him."

Qinghuai quickly retorted: "He has his own way to go."

Li Fuyao's path was indeed his own choice.

Xu Ji did not force him to become a disciple of Jianshan, Chao Qingqiu did not force him to learn that sword, and was not even willing to teach him that sword.

Qing Tianjun looked at the boiling soup in front of him, thought for a moment, put a piece of mutton in it, and then the soup stopped boiling instantly and became smooth as a mirror.

Soon, the scene from the corpse appeared inside.

The green locust probe looked at it very seriously.

The **** donkey wanted to come and have a look, but when he remembered Qingtianjun's temperament, he quickly gave up.

Chen Sheng sat in the cabin as always, drinking wine, and ignored these things.