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Meng Xiaoyao laughed and said: "Like you, if you just want to practice, it's too boring, so you have to change your taste from time to time."

"Is it?" Yu Xuening suddenly fragrant wind, flashed to Meng Xiaoyao, beautiful eyes staring at the man's chin, face, mouth spit Lan Lan authentically: "Then you are old, a lot less Your ugly appearance is also your taste? And your voice, you would n’t tell me, after this practice, will it become the voice of the old man after 50,000 years? "

Meng Xiaoya froze for a moment, and seemed to think of something, shaking his head with a lot of emotion: "You don't mention it, I have forgotten. My appearance and my voice are actually more than 4,000 years ago. At the time, it was deliberately changed. "

"Oh? Just the two little guys outside? Why?" Yu Xuening said curiously.

Meng Xiaoyao walked over to the wooden table on the side, poured Yuxue ’s herbal tea on the island, and gave it to the woman. He said quietly, “It ’s also a funny thing. I ’ll tell you from the beginning. Would be interested.

That was more than 4,000 years ago, when China was the separatist tribe of all ethnic groups.

The tribal leaders, according to legends within the tribe, named themselves Yan Di and Huang Di among the ancient immortals, so that the tribes could believe that they were destined.

Moreover, the descendants of many monks also participated in the war at that time, and were enshrined by these leaders. They seemed lawless, and there was no peace in the sky.

I saw the few descendants of China who suffered from the floods and suffered from the war. I am afraid that if I continue to meet the right inheritors, I will be destroyed.

So, I thought that I could find two disciples first, to help me maintain the overall situation of the world, and second, to control these monks and to separate them from the secular world.

After all, I was in charge of these trivial matters for more than 45,000 years, and I was really tired.

After several years of investigation, I chose my two disciples, Harajuku and Xuemei, not only for their roots and Huigen, but also because of their integrity and integrity, although they are nobles in the family, they are convergent.

It ’s just that when I want to accept them, because my looks are too young, they do n’t believe that I can be their master, claiming that they should also go to those teachers for hundreds of years, but they look like old men. 'Superior'.

I didn't expect that at the time, and I had no choice but to lie to them. I deliberately made myself young. In fact, I was already very old.

So, I changed to what I am now, and my voice became the voice of the old man ... "

Yu Xuening smiled, and seemed to be able to imagine the embarrassment of Meng Xiaoyao at that time. Mysteriously asked: "Now that I am back, do you want your apprentice to see you, or listen to me, Back to the original nasty look? "

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Xiaoyao's face changed instantly, and he turned back into a clear and beautiful, white and handsome face, and his hair also darkened, looking calm and a little weak, but a pair of eyes was like a dazzling eye. Stars.

Opening again, it was already the magnetic voice of the young man.

"Although you say this looks annoying, you still have to listen to you."

Yuxue Ning looked at him deeply and smiled lightly, "It's almost the same, well, let's continue, what happened later."

"Later ..." Meng Xiaoyao recalled: "After I accepted them as disciples, it hasn't been many years since I have made them one of the best masters at that time. Those monks who are in the world are not their opponents.

I asked them to choose a self-proclaimed leader of the Yellow Emperor to assist him, because his internal affairs were the best, helping the Yellow Emperor to unify China, and finally ended an era of war.

You do n’t know, my pair, the names at that time were Guang Chengzi and female wives, and now there are folklore and their legends. Although the legends are all made up of stories, they are also the fairy characters in the history of China.

Since then, they have replaced me, guarding the illusion, the great array of gods and demons, and assisting the monarchs of the past, but not to help the monarchs, but only to prevent the monks from exerting too much influence on the world."

Yu Xuening seemed to feel very interesting, and then asked about the events of the past dynasties. Although she occasionally heard something in the world of demon, she didn't have the truth that Meng Xiaoyao said.

The two of you said something to me, but they seemed to be light and calm, elegant and elegant. They were not as emotional as they were just now, and they were difficult to control.

This is not that the two have really calmed down, but that when they reach this state, they actually understand each other's minds, so it is meaningless to spend time arguing, and it is better to be as harmonious as possible.

After an interval of 50,000 years, through the vicissitudes of the sea and the past, all kinds of the past have been white clouds and dogs, which is difficult to count.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that both of them can realize that the other person has his own special position in his heart, which is enough.

They are not ordinary lovers of men and women, they love passionately, they love each other with love, and they fall apart.

Perhaps at this time, the bland chatting is the most suitable long-term reunion for the two.

For one night a day, both of them in the chalet had something to say.

Yang Harajuku and Li Xuemei did not dare to enter the house. They were guarding outside because they were afraid of being disturbed. In fact, they were very surprised. Masters who had never spoken so much would be able to speak for so long.

In fact, it ’s not that Meng Xiaoyao does n’t talk much, but just like an adult ca n’t talk to a child much, in the eyes of Meng Xiaoyao, only a person like Yu Xuening can talk freely with him on the same level man of.

At noon the next day, before the two came out, they ran up from under the island.

Yang Harajuku and Li Xuemei looked at that dark-skinned, full-length Indian man with a beard, the second son of the Indian patriarch Erics on the island.

The Indians here have always regarded Meng Xiaoyao as an ordinary kind-hearted medical practitioner, and the relationship is very harmonious on weekdays, especially the family of the patriarch.

"Alix, what's the matter?" Yang Harajuku stepped forward and asked Eric in curiosity when he saw that Eric was running panting.

"Dr. Yang, it's not good. You're going to take a boat from the port on the southwest of the island! A European army is on the island. Those people want to turn this island into their place of residence!

My father and elders are negotiating with them, but I'm afraid it won't last long. My father asked me to report to you and take advantage of running now!If they wait until they start robbing and killing people, we must fight them to the end, but you should not die here!"

Yang Yuansu and Li Xuemei glanced at each other, exuding their consciousness to investigate, and it turned out that there were more warships in the north.It's just that they didn't pay much attention before and didn't notice.

Obviously, this small island in the tropics is also Jamaica ’s territory, and Jamaica is unable to protect it. At this critical moment, it is normal for some European troops to be ordered to seize the final safe gathering place for mankind.

The whole world is in chaos. Who cares about the life and death of the Indians on a small island?

It is conceivable that if the two sides fought, the Indians on the island, relying on dozens of guns and some agricultural tools behind, would have been completely slaughtered.

The two frowned, they didn't know what to do with it, mainly because Meng Xiaoyao and Yu Xuening hadn't come out yet.

At this very moment, the two came out of the wooden house, both of which were still smiling. It seemed that the conversation was very good, and Yuxuening's grievances had disappeared a lot.

It was only Yang and Li that when they saw Meng Xiaoyao suddenly turned into a young man in his early twenties, he immediately followed his thoughts. This was what the master really looked like, and he was not surprised.

However, as an ordinary person, Erics was scared and stupid, how come two strange strangers come out?

"Master, senior", Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei bowed their heads respectfully.

Before waiting for the two to talk about the situation, Meng Xiaoyao nodded and looked at the harbor to the north. "We all heard ..."

"Master, do we need our help, Tu'er promises not to let the people on the island find out that I did it", Yang Yuanju said deliberately in Chinese, he has planned to sink these European troops directly into the sea Unconsciously.

However, Meng Xiaoyao said: "No, since Erics let us go, let's go."

"Ah?" Yang Yuansu and Li Xuemei were both stunned. Although the life and death of the Indians are small, these people, after all, have been in friendship with them for more than ten years, which is different from other places.