Chapter 931
The bamboo forest where the saint lived has now become perfect. The things destroyed by Lin Feng have been replaced with brand new ones before long, and they are more beautiful and beautiful than before.
Everything pays attention to a broken stand. As long as it is destroyed, the one built here must be better. This time, it is still the same. The saint lies on the mat of the bamboo forest, just like the beauty in a painting, which makes people dare not blaspheme.
He is closing his eyes. Although he is closing his eyes, he can't escape from his mind how to deal with the wind and grass in the process. Even if it is the creeping of an earthworm under the soil, he can clearly capture it.
The singing of birds, the sound of bamboo jointing, the murmuring of various tiny insects, the disturbance caused by the flapping wings of butterflies, all these accumulated little by little in his mind, forming an extremely beautiful picture, which made her fascinated.
In fact, if you let the saint choose again, she will not choose any saint. What she wants is her own life, plain and light, no intrigue, no universal life.
All the people of the Dragon nationality know that the saint is noble, pure and devoted to the private. But who can know that this is not what he thinks. Every time he does these things, his heart is reluctant. Even when he accepts the gratitude of others, his heart is not happy at all.
This saint has no compassion at all, and will not be happy to help others. If it is not one of his responsibilities, no matter what happened here, she will never help. That's what people are like.
Saint is selfish, there's no doubt about it, but all these things are buried in his heart, even the old lady who guards the door for him outside doesn't know.
Even the closest person will feel that he is a good person, a kind person, the saint's hobby is the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, is pure nature, and is not in this dirty place to save people.
A forest, a bird, a dog is enough for the rest of his life.
At this moment, the explosion sounded. Although the bamboo forest was far away, it was able to sense the earthquake, though not too strong.
But Saint he felt another different thing, which made him scared. Since there was Saint, there was an opposite type, saint and pure, and the opposite was dirty, black and evil.
The struggle in the dragon family is not only like this, in addition to the saint, but also the devil.
These two good and evil play their own positions, and today, as if the end of the world, he felt the existence of evil Qi.
The saint has the power to wash the heaven and earth, so the devil must have the power of the devil. Its role is to pollute the heaven and earth. The relationship between the two is like day and night, which will never merge, but will only be wrong.
The result of the matter is that the saint has won the victory, and the witch has been eradicated, which has not appeared in these years. Now there are so many demons, and it must be the witch.
And the saint can feel the evil spirit, very close to herself. Close at hand, it was a danger under his own eyes, but he didn't feel it.
"Peng!"
This time, the saint was no longer silent, and the violent power erupted from him in an instant. The bamboo house, which had just been built, was destroyed again in an instant. This time, it was more terrible than the last time, and everything turned into powder.
Like a ray of light, the saint saw a piece of white passing by. He immediately went to the position of the library. There must be a war today. It's immortal, black and white.
The powder all over the sky is falling like a snowflake. This place has been completely destroyed, even a large area of bamboo forest has been destroyed. However, in the whole circle, there is a figure standing there, motionless as a mountain.
The old woman stood there with a bent body. It was still the door. The powder fell from the air, scattered and scattered everywhere.
A lot of them are glued to the old granny's body, and her original white clothes are dyed more white.
Looking at the saint's departure, the old woman's turbid eyes flashed a trace of Qingming. She is recalling, remembering, remembering his last appearance.
"After today, there is no saint." Said the old woman.
Her voice is very light, like the sound of a mosquito. After that, she turns around and leaves. With each step, his figure will become lighter until it disappears.
……
"What do you mean? Can you say it well? " The old man of the scepter obviously didn't understand what the other party said, so he asked at that time. He really didn't understand.
"I saw an energy storm suddenly rising over the library. Most of the whole Academy was harmed. The library was blown up, and there was evil spirit surging in it." Long Tian quickly reports the whole thing to the old man of scepter. What he said before is so vague that the other party doesn't understand. This is also normal.
"Come on, let's go and have a look." Hearing these words, the old man had only some general ideas in his mind, but he didn't know what was going on. As the saying goes, seeing is better than hearing. Since I don't know, it's better to just go and see what happened? Now that the explosion has just ended, that picture should still exist. The place of the library has always been a collection of books, and there is nothing. Is that an explosion caused by the old man of the dean? There were many doubts and thoughts in the old man's heart. He quickly opened the door and came outside. Actually. Lin Feng's heart is very flustered, because just last night, he saw an old woman in the library and translated some strange words for him. An intuition tells Lin Feng that the explosion this time seems to have something to do with him. After all, he was still there last night. Lin Feng is thinking, do you want to take this opportunity to slip away, or go with the old man of the scepter, but this is a hidden sect. Even if you run away, I'm afraid you can't escape. In this case, you will be caught by the old man of the scepter. In that case, it will make the other party distrust themselves even more.
Everything pays attention to a broken stand. As long as it is destroyed, the one built here must be better. This time, it is still the same. The saint lies on the mat of the bamboo forest, just like the beauty in a painting, which makes people dare not blaspheme.
He is closing his eyes. Although he is closing his eyes, he can't escape from his mind how to deal with the wind and grass in the process. Even if it is the creeping of an earthworm under the soil, he can clearly capture it.
The singing of birds, the sound of bamboo jointing, the murmuring of various tiny insects, the disturbance caused by the flapping wings of butterflies, all these accumulated little by little in his mind, forming an extremely beautiful picture, which made her fascinated.
In fact, if you let the saint choose again, she will not choose any saint. What she wants is her own life, plain and light, no intrigue, no universal life.
All the people of the Dragon nationality know that the saint is noble, pure and devoted to the private. But who can know that this is not what he thinks. Every time he does these things, his heart is reluctant. Even when he accepts the gratitude of others, his heart is not happy at all.
This saint has no compassion at all, and will not be happy to help others. If it is not one of his responsibilities, no matter what happened here, she will never help. That's what people are like.
Saint is selfish, there's no doubt about it, but all these things are buried in his heart, even the old lady who guards the door for him outside doesn't know.
Even the closest person will feel that he is a good person, a kind person, the saint's hobby is the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, is pure nature, and is not in this dirty place to save people.
A forest, a bird, a dog is enough for the rest of his life.
At this moment, the explosion sounded. Although the bamboo forest was far away, it was able to sense the earthquake, though not too strong.
But Saint he felt another different thing, which made him scared. Since there was Saint, there was an opposite type, saint and pure, and the opposite was dirty, black and evil.
The struggle in the dragon family is not only like this, in addition to the saint, but also the devil.
These two good and evil play their own positions, and today, as if the end of the world, he felt the existence of evil Qi.
The saint has the power to wash the heaven and earth, so the devil must have the power of the devil. Its role is to pollute the heaven and earth. The relationship between the two is like day and night, which will never merge, but will only be wrong.
The result of the matter is that the saint has won the victory, and the witch has been eradicated, which has not appeared in these years. Now there are so many demons, and it must be the witch.
And the saint can feel the evil spirit, very close to herself. Close at hand, it was a danger under his own eyes, but he didn't feel it.
"Peng!"
This time, the saint was no longer silent, and the violent power erupted from him in an instant. The bamboo house, which had just been built, was destroyed again in an instant. This time, it was more terrible than the last time, and everything turned into powder.
Like a ray of light, the saint saw a piece of white passing by. He immediately went to the position of the library. There must be a war today. It's immortal, black and white.
The powder all over the sky is falling like a snowflake. This place has been completely destroyed, even a large area of bamboo forest has been destroyed. However, in the whole circle, there is a figure standing there, motionless as a mountain.
The old woman stood there with a bent body. It was still the door. The powder fell from the air, scattered and scattered everywhere.
A lot of them are glued to the old granny's body, and her original white clothes are dyed more white.
Looking at the saint's departure, the old woman's turbid eyes flashed a trace of Qingming. She is recalling, remembering, remembering his last appearance.
"After today, there is no saint." Said the old woman.
Her voice is very light, like the sound of a mosquito. After that, she turns around and leaves. With each step, his figure will become lighter until it disappears.
……
"What do you mean? Can you say it well? " The old man of the scepter obviously didn't understand what the other party said, so he asked at that time. He really didn't understand.
"I saw an energy storm suddenly rising over the library. Most of the whole Academy was harmed. The library was blown up, and there was evil spirit surging in it." Long Tian quickly reports the whole thing to the old man of scepter. What he said before is so vague that the other party doesn't understand. This is also normal.
"Come on, let's go and have a look." Hearing these words, the old man had only some general ideas in his mind, but he didn't know what was going on. As the saying goes, seeing is better than hearing. Since I don't know, it's better to just go and see what happened? Now that the explosion has just ended, that picture should still exist. The place of the library has always been a collection of books, and there is nothing. Is that an explosion caused by the old man of the dean? There were many doubts and thoughts in the old man's heart. He quickly opened the door and came outside. Actually. Lin Feng's heart is very flustered, because just last night, he saw an old woman in the library and translated some strange words for him. An intuition tells Lin Feng that the explosion this time seems to have something to do with him. After all, he was still there last night. Lin Feng is thinking, do you want to take this opportunity to slip away, or go with the old man of the scepter, but this is a hidden sect. Even if you run away, I'm afraid you can't escape. In this case, you will be caught by the old man of the scepter. In that case, it will make the other party distrust themselves even more.
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