Chapter 403 Luo Ji, do you have a heart?

Author: Yiren is a flower

Chapter 403 Luo Ji, do you have a heart?

When Bai Yijun was shocked from the annihilation of 100,000 dead souls flying ash, when he completely returned to God, he found that Luo Ji had gone away with Ji Yinan's body.

Her pretty body hugged twice as big as her, and there was no drop of blood in her body. She looked hard.

As soon as the picture turns, the golden brilliant palace.

Wearing a dragon robe, the majestic Longyuan emperor's eyes turned red, his expression was sad.

"Old ancestor, do you really want to save Xiaojiu?"

"Long Yuanguo does not have the blessing of the national division, chaos the world, the people do not talk about life, and the people of the people are broken and suffer. How can you bear it?"

Luo Ji, who was wearing red, stretched his eyelids and glanced at the emperor coldly.

Her red lips were slightly enlightened, and her voice was cool: "Long Yuan will not have a war in the future, and the emperor can be relieved.

From now on, Long Yuan will have no national division, and the emperor will ask the emperor to announce the abolition of my national teacher. "

How Long Yuan was acceptable, and immediately bent Luo Ji, and prayed for a humble posture: "Please think about the ancestor!"

"I have a decision!"

Luo Ji turned away, his back was proud, and his body exuded the beacon airfield.

Ji Yi's south of the soul is gathered, and if no matter it, the soul will fly away soon.

How did she bear such a proud boy and fell like this.

The nine kings who were less than the age of weak crowns opened the BN method with the blood of the royal family, and the last drop of blood died in the body. The news spread throughout Longyuan's streets and alleys like a tornado.

The nation is sorrowful, and countless people tear.

In a short period of time, Lingbang was slaughtered by the Guards of the God of War Ji Yinan.

As the guardian of the Nine King, the 1080 soldiers of the Baiyi Army completed the final task.

Long Yuanzi, who learned this news, burst into tears again, died early for the young general Ji Yinan, and was also moved by the loyalty of the Baiyi Army.

Immediately after another news, the folk spread quickly.

Luo Ji died at the age of 68.

Emperor Long Yuan's purpose was sealed. The courtiers once heard that the Majesty was whispering. Luo Ji's fall was the pain of Long Yuan. No one in the world can afford the position of the state teacher.

It was called Huaxia's first metaphysics master by later generations. He was immortal and his master Luo Ji, who was in the same life as heaven and earth, completely disappeared in Longyuan since then.

The metaphysical books, alchemy and other techniques written by Luo Ji State, the generation of generations, the generation of generation.

Among them, the nine -to -nine -to -soul Dan is the most famous. Unfortunately, no one in the world can make it. It disappears with the fall of Luo Ji.

Nympho

Luo Ji, who showed red in red, embraced Pipa, stepped on the loess dust and sand, and returned to the dying of Ji Yinnan's battle.

She was not in a hurry to find Ji Yinan's dead soul. In the tens of thousands of soldiers guarding Zhen'an Pass, who defended the territory in the state of heroic souls, she played the soul song daily.

Luo Ji stroked the Wan Yingling with Anxunqu, and the reincarnation reincarnation was used to turn around.

Time has passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

The heroic soul, who was unwilling to leave for a long time, came to find Luo Ji who played the soul.

Wu Zhaoyong, headed by Wu Zhaoyong, begged: "The white army is willing to live forever and loyal to Luo Ji's ancestors.

Tens of thousands of soldiers who were dyed and blood -stained behind him, kneeling on the battlefield that was buried in a tragic killing and buried countless wreckage.

"Please save the ancestor to save the Jiu Lord!"

"Please save the ancestor to save the Jiu Lord!"

The deafening request sound, sounding through the sky, and hitting people's hearts.

Luo Ji's fingertips were slightly paused, Qin Yin was scattered.

She slowly raised her eyes, her eyes did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, no joy or sorrow.

Luo Ji's light red lips slowly moved: "Wrong, Ji Yinan has been chased as Emperor Shenwu Shunyuan."

Wu Zhaoyong just couldn't change his mouth for a while, and immediately said: "Ask the ancestor to save the master, he will not be able to hold on."

Ji Yinan has avoided her every day since Luo Ji appeared in Anguan, and no one except the white army did not know where he hid.

Luo Ji knew in his heart and did not take the initiative to find each other.

She is waiting, waiting for the other party to show up.

I never thought that decades have passed, and the opponent's soul is serious enough to be as soon as she is about to fly, and she has never appeared to see her.

Luo Ji looked slightly with his eyes, and his voice said coldly: "I can't save him."

She picked up Guqin and got up and walked towards the two apprentices standing in front of the carriage.

"Old ancestor, only you can save the master in this world. Ask you to save the master, he will be flying!"

Wu Zhaoyong's begging sound sounded behind him, and he had a bit of choking.

Luo Ji heard that the steady pace has never paused.

Her decisive attitude is chilling.

The next day, Luo Ji still came to play a peaceful song.

Bai Yijun and other heroes who have not reincarnated reincarnation, ask for it again.

They kneeling in the bad weather of the wind and sand, and they could not feel the tingling of the wind blowing on their faces. Even if they kneeling for a day, the soul could not feel the hardships of the same body.

But the scene is repeated every day, and it is repeated every day.

For half a year long, every time Luo Ji came to follow the piano, he kneeled at the end of the hero.

Over time, the hero who had kneeling at Luo Ji's feet, only 10,80 white troops left.

Long Yuan's tens of thousands of war deaths have been sent to the cycle.

Slowly, Luo Ji no longer came to caress the piano a few days ago.

On this day, the sunset just converged, and Ji Yinan, who had not seen each other for decades, appeared.

"Luo Ji, because of your shit divination, I rushed to Zhenguan to death, and now it is about to fly away, can you be satisfied?"

Ji Yi's south and corners are clear, and the unruly face is covered with hatred.

The teenagers who used to be angry with a furious horse, and a young man who was in the four directions, now the soul is almost transparent.

He was shy, holding the long -handed Ge with his body, and the majestic white armor on his body. He was still embarrassed before his death.

Ji Yinan did not expect that Luo Ji was so cruel.

Bai Yi Jun came to ask each other a few days ago, why wasn't his release?

He didn't think of letting Luo Ji shot to save each other, but just wanted to see each other again.

After all, it was someone who had been secretly put on his heart.

Whoever thought, this woman is so ruthless.

He was consumed too much soul power in the Julsu Array. The soul body was about to persist.

Ji Yi was not afraid of death in the south, so why fear the soul and fly?

It's just unwilling, Luo Ji is so cruel to him.

Ji Yinan can feel that he will disappear these days.

After thinking about it, I still appeared to see Luo Ji.

Luo Ji raised his eyes, and the cold and indifferent eyes stunned towards the soul body floating in front of him.

"Yo, this is not the famous King of War, Wu Shun, now the Emperor Shenwu Shunyuan."

The tone of her fun, ridiculousness is full, more like ridiculing.

Ji Yinan looked at the evil face in front of him, and his heartbeat accelerated very much, but his hands hanging on his side held his fist tightly.

He gritted his teeth and asked: "Luo Ji, do you have a heart?!"
Chapter completed!