I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

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Bai Yao did not wake up.

In addition to breathing, vital signs are getting weaker.

A terrible guess rises in the mind of the clown,

The clown was holding Bai Yao, who was getting cold, and kept shouting her name, but there was no response.

"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, don't scare me!"

"Wake up!"

The clown is holding a woman in her arms, afraid to tremble.

He almost collapsed, and when he was full of despair, he suddenly rang someone.

The one who can make a miracle in any desperate moment!

The clown rushed to refine the white ring of Bai Yao, took out the notes inside, and tried to contact the man's air. What he didn't think of was that the notes were picked up by the second.

"Hey, Ang, I..." The clown was sobbing and couldn't speak.

"Do not talk nonsense, where are you and Bai Yao, I will come to you immediately!" The voice of Anlin came, crisp and neat, with an eagerness in his tone.

An indescribable warmth and hope filled the clown's heart, and he immediately said his position to An Lin.

"Xiaoyao, you will not have anything, Angola is coming, he is very powerful, will certainly save you..." The clown holds the woman in her arms and keeps mourning.

He has never been so helpless as he is now, hating his incompetence as he is now.

Not long after, a crack began to appear on the void not far away.

Anlin walked out of the passage of space, and there were big white and graceful beside him. There is also a figure that the clown is very familiar with, Bai Yao’s mother, white rain!

Bai Yuyu stepped on the footsteps and came to the front of the clown. He reached out and took Bai Yao away from the clown's arms, and applied a technique to carefully investigate the situation in Bai Yao.

"How is the situation?" An Lin also flew over and asked in a hurry.

Bai Yuyu's face was awe-inspiring, did not speak, and stretched out a filigree jade pointing at Bai Yao's eyebrows. Numerous golden runes flowed into Bai Yao's head along her fingers.

Everyone looked quietly and didn't bother.

The clown stared at Bai Yao’s face and looked forward to her waking up.

After a while, the golden runes dissipated.

There were fine sweat on the face of Bai Yuyu, and he gasped fiercely.

"Yaoer still has three days to live, we must catch Chen Nan in three days!" Bai Yuyu looked calmly and glanced, and then glanced at the clown.

The clown's body is shrinking, and the guilty conscience is rare.

However, he still hurriedly said: "Come Chen Nan, will Xiaoyao be saved?"

"Yes, let Yao Er marry him, do things for men and women, power and harmony, yin and yang breath, you can suppress the riot of Yao children to the uncontrollable cold sun root." Bai Yu Yu smashed the railway.

The scene suddenly calmed down.

This is like a thunder in the mind of the clown, letting him tremble.

Even Anlin, Dina, and Dabai also smashed.

This special thing... and Chen Nanxing’s men and women can save Bai Yao? What a joke!

But this seems to explain the ridiculous wedding.

"These days I have been sending people to trace the traces of Chen Nan. I found that he has already arrived at the Haixin Palace in the West Sea. We have not had much time." Bai Yuyu took a deep breath and looked at Anlin and others. "In addition I still lack strength and need your help."

The scene is surprisingly quiet.

"No... we can't go..."

The clown clasped his hands and almost whispered to say this.

Bai Yuyu looked at the clown, widened his eyes, and looked incredulously angry: "Are you crazy? In order not to let Bai Yao get married, do you want to watch her die? Just like you, dare to say Love her?"

The clown looked at the sleeping white Yao, the light bulb-like eyes shed tears and shook his head. "No, I know her. If she really married her and Chen Nan, she would live more painful than death."

This is actually why Bai Yao will wait for the clown at the wedding, then run away with the clown, preferring to live freely for a month, and not want to stay there.

"You...!" The white rain was so intense that the chest was undulating and panting.

The clown raised his head reluctantly, his eyes still crying.

This may be the difference between the clown and his mother.

Sensual clown, chose the road chosen by Bai Yao.

He didn't want to appear for the beloved one to live, but to break the bridge between Bai Yao, even if the price is death... He thinks that would make Bai Yao more painful!

"Don't be angry, let's calm down first, maybe there are other ways?" Anlin hurriedly reconciled in the middle, and this time the quarrel could not solve any problems.

"There is still a way, now there is only one way!"

Bai Yuyu clenched his fists and said with anger: "Yan's cold sun root is a rare spiritual root of the sun. The power of Linggen is getting more and more horrible. It has reached the point where it can't be suppressed. It is only pure Yin. It is a fire that can be neutralized by the power of Yao."

"I have waited for such a long time before I found a Chen Nan. If there is no Chen Huo cultivation to Dacheng's dark rot, what can I do to save Yao? Are you OK?!"

The more white, the more excited, the more tears in the beautiful.

For nearly a hundred years, because of this, her relationship with her daughter has become worse and worse.

But as a mother, how can she watch her daughter die?

Even if she lets her daughter marry a person she doesn't like, she will never hesitate if she can save her daughter's life!

"That... I..." The clown whispered.

"What are you! Can you save Yao? You don't want to cooperate with me, I will find other ways!" Bai Yuyu held Bai Yao, turned and left.

"I mean, I might be able to save Xiaoyao." The clown snorted.

Bai Yuyu stepped forward and turned back.

At this time, the hands of the clown suddenly rose into a black flame.

The blazing temperature of the flame contains the darkness of the abyss~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He said: "You said that only the pure yin is a fire, you can neutralize the power of Xiaoyao, my fire, it seems. It is also a pure yin sacred fire..."

Bai Yuyu stared at the fire in the hands of the clown, could not open his eyes, and even forgot the shame of being beaten when he spoke.

"Shenzhen... This is actually a genital sacred fire..." Bai Yuyu muttered.

"So, ugly brother can marry Bai Yao, do men and women? Wang!" Dabai excited, the round eyes became bright.

Bai Yuyu: "..."

The clown heard the words, his face was very red, and whispered: "As long as I can save Xiaoyao, I want to do whatever I want..."

White rain and gnashing teeth, how is this word going, the world does not know how many creatures, love Bai Yao, the expression of the clown seems to be his wronged?

Anlin smiled and assisted: "Bai Yao and my family clowns love each other. Now the clowns just have the fire of the power of Zhonghe Bai Yao. This may be God's will. They should be a natural pair. Bai Yu Yu Dao, In my opinion, this wedding is done as soon as possible."

This is reasonable and seamless, and there is nothing wrong with it.

An Lin smiled and added a knife: "Pure yin is a sacred fire in the world. Do you want your daughter to marry a man who wants to kill her?"

This sentence is really a crit.

Thoroughly anxious to some irrational white rain to wake up.

Anlin’s heart is silent, I will not tell you, I also have a kind of pure yin attribute fire. After all, as the owner, I want to think about the happiness of the clown!

Lunar inflammation, find out?

Bai Yuyu turned his eyes to the ugly monkey, not far from the ugly, and fell into silence.

It’s hard to be...

Really want to let my beautiful daughter, marry this ugly monkey?