novelpro Chapter 287 I am who I am
Chapter 287 I am who I am
Traveling through this different prehistoric world, Teng Ying'er's figure became whiter and fairer, standing under the sun like a leukemia patient.
Naturally, all these changes cannot escape Xiao Yue's eyes.
"Shall we go back to Chaos first?" Xiao Yue asked.
Teng Ying'er waved her hand to refuse, "Ahem!! It's useless. I'm not Mo'er. Without her, even if my clone is in chaos, it won't be able to solidify for a long time."
"I think I should have a way. Although I haven't tried it, I am still somewhat confident."
"Then give it a try...?" Teng Ying'er hesitated. She seemed to have made up her mind, but she didn't seem to have made any decision.
Returning to Chaos, Xiao Yue drew the energy of Chaos according to his own ideas, and then transformed it into Teng Ying'er through his palm.
With his efforts, Teng Ying'er's complexion recovered slightly, but the recovery was minimal, and it seemed that he had just caught up with the consumption. We can only keep Teng Yinger at a certain critical point, no more and no less.
"It doesn't seem to work..."
Stopping his movements, Xiao Yue sighed helplessly.
"How about trying another delivery method?"
While Xiao Yue was thinking, Teng Ying'er asked in a low voice,
transfer? What to convey?
However, before he could speak, Teng Ying'er pounced on him the next moment, and he quickly understood everything.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them finished their exercise, and Teng Ying'er returned to normal, with a rosy complexion.
"It seems that you are not weak because of the lack of chaos energy."
Teng Ying'er didn't speak, lying on his chest and looking at him quietly.
After a moment, Xiao Yue spoke again, "So, you are doing it because of Yuanyang? Right?"
Teng Ying'er still didn't speak.
Xiao Yue asked again: "Do you really like me?"
What answered him was Teng Ying'er's fragrant lips.
Teng Ying'er's lips went downwards from her chin to her neck, leaving a red mark.
"I am me. There are too many women around you, so I only take your Yuan Yang. As for whether I like you or not, since that day you picked me up, I have only you in my heart."
Xiao Yue wanted to say something more, but his lips were blocked by Teng Ying'er's chive fingertips.
She continued: "Don't think so much. The reason why I tolerate the people around you is precisely because they like you."
"At least, if the guys behind them don't exert any force, then they are still them, and they are serious about your thoughts."
Xiao Yue couldn't help but smile, "Is this an excuse?"
"No, they are them, and I am just me. I don't understand some things, but I can tell you, I am just me."
"I feel like you are more mysterious than me!!" Xiao Yue sighed.
"It's okay!! So far I'm better than you, but I can feel that I'm still not as good as you!"
"What happened?" Xiao Yue asked. If he remembered correctly, before he left, Teng Ying'er fought to death in the Sixteenth Realm. How can he be said to be stronger than him now?
"Secret!!" Teng Yinger let it slip and said with a smile: "Your getting stronger is unreasonable. At least restore your original strength. You can do it as long as you want."
"And I still talk about trajectory and logic."
"...That's true!!" Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Yue felt that this seemed to be the case. Although he only recovered half of his strength, his recovery seemed to be unreasonable.
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know where you are. If you hear me, please come here to see me."
While chatting, Xiao Yue heard a male voice and subconsciously looked for it.
"Do you think he really couldn't find us, or did he dare not come over and take a look?" Teng Ying'er asked.
"Is there a possibility that he saw us and didn't dare to come over just because of our current state?"
"..." Looking at herself and Xiao Yue's disheveled clothes, Teng Ying'er's face turned as red as an apple in an instant.
After tidying up her clothes, Teng Ying'er quickly returned to her usual dignity.
"Let's go!!"
Deep in the chaos, there is an unexpected palace. The jade pillars of Hongmen are so majestic. The purple light is spreading out and the aura is overflowing. There is a faint tendency to push the energy of chaos to the outside.
On a high platform in the palace, an old man with a white beard and white beard narrowed his eyes slightly. He was high up, giving people a feeling of calmness and authority.
On the six futons below, there are old and middle-aged people in front of them, and young people look distant, while the three futons behind them are empty.
The old man sits quietly in the middle, the middle-aged man does not say anything, but shows his arrogance. The young man gives people a sense of straightforwardness and straightforwardness, and the Yibing Shenjian lying on his knees looks so profound.
If you know the past, you will know that the old man is the Supreme Master, the middle-aged man is Yuanshi Tianzun, and the young man is the junior disciple Tongtian Cult Master.
"Master, are there really people from outside the world?" the Supreme Being asked.
After becoming a god, Sanqing took the Meteor Holy Pill and often stayed here to resist the erosion of the energy of chaos. Unlike Yuanshi and Tongtian, Taishang could endure loneliness, even if he was not free, he still seemed at ease.
Before Hongjun could speak, Yuanshi showed his arrogance, "What about people from outside the world? If it weren't for this world, we and other heavenly saints would have traveled outside the world a long time ago. Why should brother be nervous?"
After Yuanshi finished speaking, Tongtian immediately received the message, "You don't know the details of the person coming, so you dare to boast. Yuanshi, you are even more ignorant of the heights of the sky!!"
"Hmph! Tongtian, you are timid before fighting. You have really disgraced the saints like us."
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the whole world was at odds with each other. This was known to everyone in the world. Hongjun said nothing, and it was not easy for me, the Supreme Being, to interrupt.
After a moment of noisy, a dignified and graceful woman hurried out from the Zixiao Palace and said eagerly: "Master, for some reason, creatures have evolved from the chaos, and most of them are in the realm of innate Daluo. Now Mount Xumi has been destroyed. The siege, the heavenly warriors will not be able to penetrate, I hope the teacher will take action."
The person who came was none other than Saint Nuwa, one of the Six Victories of Heaven.
Hongjun opened his eyes, which were as calm as well water, and extremely deep, showing a detached look.
"Xiantian Daluo? Can he have the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"
"There are hundreds of them, and they are all peak existences!!" Nuwa quickly replied.
"Where is Hunyuan Daluo?" Hongjun asked.
"I don't know, but there is no news from Jie Yin and Zhunti. They think there should be a saint somewhere."
After thinking for a while, Hongjun said calmly: "Tai Shang, Yuan Shi, Tong Tian, and you three will go for a while. If something cannot be done, come back and let me know."
"Yes, Master!!" The three of them stood up and saluted, then turned into streams of light and left the Zixiao Palace.
Nuwa was about to leave, but before she could say goodbye, she heard Hongjun say, "Nuwa, you stay here. If you come from outside, go and lead them here."
"Yes!" Nuwa responded, and then asked, "Master, I wonder where the person is coming from?"
"Go ahead and do whatever you want. There is cause and effect between you and one of them, and the line of cause and effect will guide you in the direction!!"
"I obey my master's orders!!" After receiving the instruction, Nuwa turned into a stream of light and left the Zixiao Palace.
After everyone left, Hongjun murmured to himself: "Fellow Taoist Pangu, your world has survived. It's time for Pindao to find a way out of poverty. What the future holds, Pindao no longer knows."