Chapter 1958 Do You Know the Dao Heart Demon?

"...He feels that he has treated Lin Shiyin too much, and wants her to live a better life in the future." Shen Long received a new task, and he sat up in the bathtub, martial arts world?

I don't know when I entered this world? If it had been earlier, it would have been easy. The reason why Li Xunhuan gave up on Lin Shiyin was because Long Xiaoyun was seriously ill. He had saved Li Xunhuan's life. Shen Long went, and Long Xiaoyun would have a hard time even wanting to die, so this problem was naturally solved.

But what if you go in after the original book starts? Then it was a bit difficult, Long Xiaoyun and Lin Shiyin were already married at that time, and lived in Guiyun Village for many years, even Long Xiaoyun was that old.

How to complete this task? After Shen Long finished washing, he returned to his bedroom and asked Bai Ze to help him read the original novels quickly, and then found many online novels that traveled to the world of "Little Li Feidao", hoping to see if he could find anything. inspiration.

This is an eye-opener, Wocao, Wang Dong, you think Lin Xian'er is too dirty and you just don't touch her, why did you ask her to do that to you? And you, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little loli, have practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms so powerfully, and directly hang and beat the old man Tianji and Shangguan Jinhong, aren't you afraid that you will grow your Adam's apple and beard?

Hey, hey, isn't this brain hole too awesome? What the hell is a 100% passive empty-handed catch? Oh, you take out your sword and wave it, as long as you call someone's name, that person will have to run over empty-handed to catch the sword, isn't that too bad?

I am convinced, you people have too much brains, I can't bear it anymore, you are all Xiuer, you are all ***, you are all good luck Zhong Shenxiu! No wonder you can become gods, ordinary people can't compare with you at all, can't compare.

But these books look really interesting, Shen Long read them with relish, and even rewarded some leaders, Baiyin Dameng and so on. Anyway, I have money now, since I am happy to read it, I should reward it Next, is this the best way to encourage the author to write better? After all, the author also needs to eat well, and only when he is full can he have the strength to type.

After two days of browsing the Internet, Shen Long was ready to enter. A white light flashed, and he suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped a lot. As a big furnace, melt everything into silver.

Shen Long has now come from the warm spring in a small northwest town to the icy and snowy northern Great Wall. There is no one around, only the howling north wind and heavy snow, reminding him of his time in the world of "Crossing the Guandong". Shen Long He had already guessed what this place was, so he didn't leave on somersault cloud.

Instead, he walked along the road that was almost buried by heavy snow, took out a bottle of Erguotou from the space, opened it, and took a sip. The wine entered his throat like a burning wire from his throat to his stomach, and his whole body warmed up, feeling proud for a while Suddenly, I couldn't help but sang the theme song of another martial arts work.

"The cold wind is blowing, the snow is falling, the long road is long, and the song is walking; Looking back ~ looking at the stars, the past ~ like a cloud of smoke, I still remember when we parted, leaving only love in the snow ~ love in the snow, love in the snow, dreams in the snow are not awakened , Infatuation is exchanged for a lifetime of tears..." The singing fluttered in the heavy snow and spread far away.

Behind Shen Long, a carriage came from the north. The rolling wheels crushed the ice and snow on the ground, but they couldn't crush the loneliness between heaven and earth; Li Xunhuan yawned, stretching his long legs on the soft mink fur Stretching, although the car is very warm and comfortable, but this journey is too long and too lonely, he is not only tired, but also disgusted, what he hates in his life is loneliness, but he often associates with loneliness.

Life is full of contradictions, and there is nothing anyone can do about it. Li Xunhuan sighed, and took out a wine bottle from a corner. While he was gulping down the wine, he also coughed loudly. The incessant coughing made his pale face A sickly bright red glowed on his face, as if the flames in hell were burning his body and soul.

When the bottle was empty, he took up a knife, and began to carve a figure, the blade thin and sharp, and his fingers long and powerful; So soft and graceful, it seemed to be alive.

He not only gave her moving lines, but also gave her life and soul, because his life and soul have slipped away from the blade; he is no longer young, his eyes are full of wrinkles, and every wrinkle It is full of worries and misfortunes in his life, but his eyes are young.

These are a pair of strange eyes, which seem to be emerald green, gentle and flexible like willow branches blown by the spring breeze, and full of pleasant vitality like sea water under the summer sun; suddenly these eyes freeze, Li Xun Huan's ears moved, he heard the song sung by Shen Long.

"Good song, infatuation is exchanged for a lifetime of tears, isn't that what I'm talking about?" So he opened the curtain of the car, and said to the big man with a bearded face and sharp eyes like an eagle, "Hurry up."

Tie Chuanjia didn't hear Shen Long's singing, but he wouldn't object to anything Li Xunhuan said, let alone it was just a trivial matter, "It's almost dark, and there is still a long way to go, so we should hurry up .”

Soon Li Xunhuan discovered a line of footprints suddenly appeared beside the rut. He didn't see where the footprints came from, as if someone fell from the sky and landed here; the depth of each footprint was exactly the same, and the gap between the footprints The distance is the same, as if someone carved it with a knife.

Not only was Tie Chuanjia a little worried, he had already seen that the martial arts of the owner of the footprints was definitely not comparable to his own, so he couldn't help turning his head and reminding, "Master."

"It's alright, those young people can't sing such a heroic song, and they haven't returned to the Central Plains for many years, guess there will be some new heroes in the Central Plains?" Li Xunhuan continued to let Tie Chuanjia drive forward.

Li Xun Huan continued to carve, he heard the singing sound getting closer and closer, the other party should have spotted the carriage, but he was not at all moved by it, and continued to sing while walking.

Li Xunhuan raised the curtain made of mink fur and opened the window, he immediately saw the lonely figure walking in front; this person walked very slowly, he neither brought an umbrella nor a hat, but Xue Hua It never fell on him, and his strangely thin garment never got wet at all.

Li Xun Huan was about to speak, but the man suddenly turned around, "Do you know the great method of cultivating demons in the heart?"

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