The Husky and His White Cat Shizun Chapter 170

A dazzling effort, Xu Shuanglin has been dragged into the s.p.a.ce by the hand that stretched out from the door of life and death. Nangong wants to chase, but it is impossible. The crack in the s.p.a.ce climbs in the whole person in Xu Shuanglin. The moment was immediately sealed and slammed shut.

Nothing left in the night sky, only a small piece of Xu Shuanglin's clothes horn, did not have time to bring in before the closing of the life and death door, at this moment fluttering, in the dead, falling into the lake, the white cloth was quickly taken by the lake Soaked, slowly sinking into the lake...

"How is it possible?" Mo-burning muttered, "How can anyone in this world really master the time and s.p.a.ce?"

As a past generation of stepping Xianjun, he is very clear that there are three bans in the world: Jane Chess, Rebirth, and Time and s.p.a.ce.

Although the first two bans are difficult to learn, they are not unheard of in the real world. For example, the past self, such as the master of sin, more or less someone can cast these two spells.

There are only a few records about the time and s.p.a.ce of life and death. The most recent one happened thousands of years ago. Once a great master died because of his love of a woman, he opened the door and wanted to live. Another daughter in time and s.p.a.ce brings back her own world.

However, his actions were perceived by himself in the s.p.a.ce and time. He also became a father. How can the "he" of the world allow the girl to be taken away? In the desperate confrontation between the two, the cracks in the time and s.p.a.ce that opened were distorted and eventually They took their daughter into the crevice and squeezed it into shards...

After the master returned, he collapsed. From then on, the seal was banned in the Yandi Shenmu, and he became a long river in the long years. The last one completely mastered the "time and s.p.a.ce".

Since this ban has not been squirted for a long time, more and more monks have believed in these years that there is no such thing as a time-s.p.a.ce-distorting spell in this world, but it is the smoldering of the past life. He is boundless by the law, but with the residual in his hands. The volume, with one's own strength, tore a similar gap -

However, the gap only completed the movement of the s.p.a.ce, and it was extremely unstable. Mokang tried to throw a rabbit in and wanted to move it to a place thousands of miles away. The rabbit biography was pa.s.sed. However, because the crack is unstable, when it comes out, it is all inverted, and the internal organs are turned outside. The fur is wrapped in the inside, and it becomes a **** and fuzzy group. The heart is still jumping.

Later, the ink burned and tried many times. There were always five or six times in a hundred times. The situation was extremely disgusting, split, fragmented, and even the head appeared soon, but the body was half a night later. The time was spit out by the crack.

But even then, in the realm of comprehension, it is enough to make a big uproar. Almost everyone feels that the ink burns and recovers and is proficient in "time and s.p.a.ce," but he is not sure: he has not seen the first thousand years ago. Forbidden, but as far as the records in the historical materials are concerned, he feels that the spells he has re-enacted are far from the real time and s.p.a.ce.

Chu night Ning plunged to the surface of the lake, raised his hand and picked up the half piece of fabric left by Xu Shuanglin. After a slight sense, he felt a little relieved, but then became more and more gloomy.

He shook his head and said: "It is not a complete time and s.p.a.ce. The person should only have half of the broken volume. According to the spiritual power left on this fabric, it should only be a s.p.a.ce door, not a s.p.a.ce-time door."

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, there is a big difference between this spell and the real ban." Chu said, "The remnant of spiritual power that I can perceive is only spatial, that is to say, Nangong is swayed by someone through this s.p.a.ce. I was pulled to another place."

The ink burns the heart, is this not the same as the life and death gates that have been restored in the past? If this is the case, it is not impossible.

But there was a heavy shadow in his heart. He asked: "If it is the real first ban, what will happen?"

The feeling of Chu’s lateness did not know why it became subtle. After a pause, he said: "If it is a real time and s.p.a.ce, what can be done is not only the tearing of s.p.a.ce and s.p.a.ce, it can even bring Nangong to go to another A red dust."

However, when I heard this sentence, the ink burned but the look was slightly changed, and then I licked my lips and did not make any more noise.

He didn't have much knowledge in his previous life, and the collected literature did not know how credible. For the rumor that the big master tore open the cracks in time and s.p.a.ce and bring back the daughter of another world, he didn’t feel too much in his heart. reliable.

Nowadays, the mouth of the late night, the ink is finally fully convinced, but this kind of conviction brings him a chill.

——In the five years when Chu is not in the middle of the night, the ink burns through the cla.s.sics. In fact, the mystery in my heart is eccentric to my own mystery.

He had never seen a real rebirth in his previous life. He thought that the so-called "rebirth" should be like himself, returning to a certain month before death, and everything has come from the beginning.

However, in this life, I saw that the master of guilty crimes personally displayed this ban, and it was puzzling that there was a place where the ink burned. The master’s rebirth was to let the soul of Chu’s late return from the land and return to that. There is no decay, no serious damage to the body, and then continue to survive in this world.

This kind of rebirth is not the same as what I experienced.

If you say that in your life, after you have died, someone has used the same method of rebirth as the master of sin to save yourself, then you should be born again in the Wushan Temple, or you will be fascinated by the emperor, Chu Yuning, s.h.i.+ Hey, uncle and aunt... These people should still be dead, no one will be by their side.

He then guessed that the method of rebirth in this world may be more than one, so the way he and Chu Xinning are born again is not the same, but at this moment, I heard that Chu Yuning affirmed the most incompetent of the three major bans. Knowing "the time and s.p.a.ce of life and death", he suddenly came up with a very terrible idea -

Will he not only be reborn, but also be influenced by the time and s.p.a.ce of life and death, so that the sinful soul that should have suffered in another time and s.p.a.ce, tearing time and s.p.a.ce, came to everything has not happened, still have time The year that turned back.

If this is the case, then what he is doing, will not be in the sight of the man behind the scenes? Everything, including his rebirth, isn’t that the person planning, and watching it behind the scenes?

The ink burns and feels chilling.

However, he did not think deeply, and he suddenly heard a loud noise from the burning place in the distance.

Chu night Ningdao: "Look at the past."

The voice did not fall, the seventy-two cities that were burning in the Confucianism Gate seemed to have been robbed of fire to the kind of utensils that Xu Shuanglin had left before leaving. It suddenly became a fire, and it was tens of feet high, and the fire went straight to the Han!

At this moment, even if the ink burns them, they will not rush, even if they are hundreds of miles away from the Confucianist door, they can see this raging fire that will burn out in the dark night.

Xue Zhengxuan had taken Mrs. w.a.n.g out of the sea of ​​fire. At this time, looking back, I suddenly saw the fire coiled into two bodies that were entangled in enthusiasm. One man and one woman gradually formed. Xue Zhengyi was shocked: "This is... what happened?"

Mrs. w.a.n.g came from a famous name and saw much more about the treasure. Immediately, her look changed. She said: "It is a kind of drawing axis that can record memories. This kind of drawing axis does not require any spell support. It is pre-wired by the operator, as long as it is robbed. Ignite, the memories that are sealed inside will appear in the fire, the flame will not go out, and the memory in the drawing axis will always reverberate."

"Is always reverberating?" Xue Zhengyi couldn't stand it anymore. Looking at the Confucianism door swallowed up by the robbery, his eyes showed a bit of pity.

When others reveal the old end, they are looking for a few witnesses. They can talk a few words together and throw a few more evidences. This is almost the end of the matter.

What about Xu Shuanglin? It was a madman, and the memories that I had collected from all over the world were made into reels, and a big fire burned to the sky, so that all the world would see how dirty the house was. He used the magnificent sea of ​​fire as a canvas, and used the technique to expand the whispers of those unspeakable whispers to thunderous bangs, and hate to let the scorpions hear these sounds.

"This Xu Sulin, what are you going to do?" Xue Zhengyi sat on the enlarged iron fan, and Mrs. w.a.n.g’s sword was in the air. His face was darkened by the flames of the sky, and he muttered. "Is it difficult to become a ruin of the Confucianism, he has not revealed enough, and must be revealed?"

Mrs. w.a.n.g: "..."

"Enough, it's enough. The Confucianist door has been torn by him so much, so why don't he let go of the jokes of the real world..."

But as a woman’s voice rang from the sea of ​​fire, the monks who escaped the red lotus purgatory and watched the show in the air stunned.

Xue Zhengyi also stunned.

"Liu Ge, the tricks are so old, you, why are you not so serious... um..."

With the softness of this sound, the two blurred figures in the sea of ​​fire gradually became clear, and the robbery of the seventy-two cities of the Confucianism gates spread the two bodies of the red strips, and the woman’s white arms were above. The five-bar tattoos of the bats were enlarged to the size of a pavilion, and the bat feathers depicted on the top were clearly visible.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at Jiangdongtang, one of the top ten sects in the world.

The disciples of Jiang Dongtang were even more stunned. One by one, they had a big bell, and they looked at the female director of the martial art.

This short-lived female head is covered in earthy, wood-carved clay standing on the sword, standing in the night wind.

On her arm, it is clear, and it depicts the ornamentation of the five-bar flower...

She did not think that she and the Nangong Liu's private / communication / **** / love, were all seen by people, and made a reel of memories, now red and red, no cover -

Public to the public.

Her brain was paralyzed in an instant.

The same thing is the ink burning, almost the moment of the naked phantom of the big head appeared in the air, the ink burned the eyes of Chu nightning.

"Don't look."

Chu nightning: "..."

This is almost a subconscious move. He is full of possessiveness to Chu Ningning. He once wanted to take possession of this person's body, possessing the person's breathing, 呻·吟, the broken whimper between the lips and teeth. Today, he wants to have a clean and pure heart.

"Don't look, it's especially dirty."

Is it not particularly dirty? Chu night thinks. What if you keep your eyes open? The ears are still clearly echoing the hum of the love of men and women.

Chu Xiaoning was silent, and his hands were stacked in front of his eyes, and he wanted to make a calm, but his face did not consciously become slightly hot.

"Ah... fast, hurry... still, still... um..."

Ink burning: "........."

Chu nightning: "........."

Perhaps the eyes are covered, and the rest of the senses become clearer. The squeaky squeakiness of the palm of your hand is like a finger with tiny fluff, climbing up the spine of the person, and picking up where it is. Itchy numbness. I don't know if it is deliberate. Her voice is full of eager eroticism. For her, the aggression of a man is like the thick roots of giant wood. It is deeply buried in fertile soil. The spring water under the mud is inserted in the air. It seems to be contaminated with a layer of heavy rain.

This movement makes the ink burn very anxious and very overwhelmed.

He wanted to continue to be blinded by the eyes of Chu, but wanted to cover his ears.

I want to raise my hand to the ears of my late night, and I don’t want to take my hand off my eyes.

Even worse, in this suddenly fragrant atmosphere, the smoldering suddenly felt that what he was most eager in his heart was neither a slap nor a blindfold. There was a violent tiger wolf in his chest. The tiger wolf whispered, 怂恿He drove him.

Although it was not suitable for the time, he suddenly realized that what he wanted most was actually holding a late night from the back, and holding this person who was not wary of himself into his arms, and sharply rubbing his back. He sucked his earrings eagerly, then licked his face and held him in a fierce kiss.

His eyes were dark, and he stared at the late night, and he couldn’t help but watch his breath gradually become less comfortable.

Although Chu Lingning is strong and fierce, but his body is no longer his own opponent, if he has saved his heart and wants to do something bad for him, just like the last life, then Chu nightning has no chance to resist, this stubborn man acc.u.mulates. All the strength can only be used in the shackles between the lips and the teeth.

Tolerate the limit, but can not escape the fate of his smas.h.i.+ng dawn.

The person in front of him didn't know what the ink was burning at the moment. It seemed that in order to slow down such awkwardness, Chu Xiaoning whispered aloud: "It's not like words."

“Yeah.” The ink-burning throat is dry, but the eyes are very moist, and the urine is low. “It’s very disappointing.”

"Tian Liang Ji, clearly a married woman, her husband is dead, she took over the seat of Jiang Dongtang, who knows that she turned her head and Nangong Liu will do such awkward things." Chu night Ning is very thin , succinctly, "absurd."

"Well." Although he knew that it was inappropriate, but his inner desire was uncontrollable, he did not notice that his lips were getting closer, almost behind the neck of Chu. He is absent-minded. "It is ridiculous."

He faintly swept his eyes, and the live spring palace of Nangong Liu and Yan Liangji was still fierce.

Vaguely remembered, Yan Liangji seems to be much older than Nangong Liu. Her husband is the right brother of Nangong Liu. According to the seniority, Nangong Liuhe should respect her.

I don't know how these two seemingly innocent people got together.

Just thinking about it, the rumbling voice of Nangong Liu’s hoa.r.s.eness came from the robbery. Looking up, these two people who were not shy and ignorant changed their postures in love. Nangong Liu intentionally lured her and said, “If you want, Just call a brother."

"?" The ink burned was a little shocked.

Can you... like this?

But she is obviously so much bigger than him, how can I call his brother?

Stepping on the fairy is probably the ability of Nan Gongliu, and also looked at the face of Yan Liangji. This woman is about to be mad, and she is not s.h.i.+rking, breathing and groaning: "Brother... brother... you can Don't grind me anymore...ah..."

"..." Rao is burning this thick skin like the wall, can not help but turn red.

At this moment, Chu Xiaoning's soft and long lashes trembled slightly in his palm, as if he knew the heat and itch in his heart, and wanted to use this little sway to scratch the numbness in his bones.

But the two eyelashes are too light and too soft, and they move a little. The itch does not scatter, but the reason is that they can’t stop. The ink burned for a moment. He looked at the man's back neck in front of him. Some pale skin seemed to have some tiny peaches in the night.

He blinked and his heart was like a drum.

I dare not look again, the ink burns down the eyelashes, and the scorpion is dark under the curtain, like the ashes burned, with blazing temperatures.

Underneath the darkness, the layers of the Sparks were pressed, waiting for the night of the night to give him a scent of love, and the sparks would burn out from the embers.

The ink burned suddenly regretted a little -

How could he not have the bad eyes of Nangong Liu in his previous life?

If he saw such a gameplay earlier, he should have opened the night of the night, let the high-ranking man lay under him, gasping in a low voice, calling him, brother.

Then he thought again, in this life, Chu nightning actually called his brother, not only called his brother, but also called "teacher."

Only then did I not know the true body of Xia s.h.i.+, but also the younger brother is a younger brother. Looking back now, my heart is hot.

He is daring to bear the ambition of the wolf, knowing that it is impossible, but he can't help but think about it.

Xiao Xiangchu was lying on the bed at night, his forehead smeared with fine light, a few sweaty hair, slightly squatting on the phoenix, only looking at himself with a gaze, and there were grievances and restraints in his eyes, and then The desire to burn up, burned out the grievances and shackles, and became a thin wet red eye.

Chu Xiaoning’s lips were half open, enduring to bite, but eventually reopened, humming and hummingly calling him: “s.h.i.+ Ge...”

Ink burning: "........."

I don't know when the hand has let go of the other party. I know that I will cover his eyes so closely. I really can't help but make a big mistake.

Love is the most difficult emotion to press, let alone the ink has been tasted, knowing how it is the taste of ecstasy.

Chu nightning looked back at him, his cheeks were red, but he subconsciously raised his chin, his eyes bright and clear, showing a bit of pride.

"what happened to you?"

The ink burned his lips and coughed, don't overdo it: "Nothing."

"The tone of the matter, have you explored the elders under the door?"

After the lingering, Nangong Liu stroked the hair of Yan Liangji and asked lazily.

Yan Liang Ji Kai opened his eyes and said: "Which thing?"

"You see you, you know clearly, but you always love me and bend around." Nangong Liu said, "What else can you do? Before you said to me, when you become the head, let’s start Is Jiangdong Hall incorporated into the Confucianism Gate?"

"You said this." Yan Liangji smiled. "Don't worry, I haven't been in the position for a long time. The ring is still not hot."

"You can get faster, wait for the two factions to be one, and I will let you be the first guardian of Confucianism. At that time, under one person, above 10,000 people..."

Nangong Liu said, and could not help but touch her thin waist.

However, Yan Liangji seems to be somewhat unhappy. Although his face is red and charming, raising his hand has hindered his move: "I will not climb the position of the head. You will not let me stay for a few more days. What is good for the law?" You don't take my Ming media up and let me be a Confucian lady."

Nangong Liu Yandi: "You also know the temper of the nephew, I want to continue the string, he will not agree. Not to mention the status of you and me, the wedding is not a private matter, falling in other populations, do not know will say something What awkward words come."

“Difficult to listen?!” Yan Liang’s eyes were thin and angry, and he looked up and yelled at him. “You are not afraid of hearing, I am not afraid? Have you forgotten how my husband died? You thought that I just replaced it with the palm of Jiang Dongtang. Gate? Nangong Liu, I am waiting for you since childhood, you know clearly!"

"Well, don't be angry, don't be angry."

"How can you make me feel mad at you? You used to let your deceased old man stand for you, and yelled at the little monk! I... I missed my head and married my brother. Now it’s hard to take him. Both are dying, you, are you just thinking about the merger of the two factions, let me be a guardian?"

"Liang Ji..."

"I don't care! Who cares who loves to go when you go, you must win me! Your son Nangong, the wild is difficult to tame, and Rong Yu that the monk looks like, you can't really make him to succeed him? "Yu Liang Jiwu cut off, "I am not afraid of the world's long mouth, we are now a widow, a coward, how is it a kiss? Who is it? I will not only marry you, but also give you ten sons and eight sons." Nangong Liu, do you want me and your child, or do you want the monk to leave you a deaf child?"