That night, the heavy snow suddenly stopped, and her husband drove the carriage toward a high mountain.
The wife panicked, because her husband's face was a little ugly, and she was still shining black.
As they get closer to the top of the mountain, the diameter of the clouds that cover the moon and stars becomes larger.
A moonlight burst down on her husband.
Then the husband rushed in. After they had been lingering for an hour, the carriage stopped and the husband reported his wife out of the carriage.
On the high mountain, the moon is round and frightening. When my husband reaches out his hand, a silver light comes from the sky, which is the radiance of the moon in the sky. When he pulls to the ground, a white air rushes to the earth.
With a bang, the husband painted a python with a high mountain. The python was missing a tusk.
The python lowered his ten wives' big and small heads, licked his wife with a letter, and gave her a warm feeling. Then he threw his body and swallowed the white gas in a hurry.
At the same time, a cloud of black air came. At the end of the black air, there was an old man. On the old man's right, there was a child eating ice sugar gourd.
Half a cup of tea, he came to the mountain. He stood in front of the woman with a big stomach. The child was afraid that the woman would freeze, so he covered her with his clothes.
The old man looked at the dark sky. One end of it was entangled by black air. There was a flash of lightning around. The head of the python broke through the clouds.
"Have you thought about it?"
The python said, "yes."
"The sky swallowing Python clan will ask you for a debt. Whether she can live depends on her nature." The old man waved to the children that it was time for them to leave.
"Grandfather, do you think your great granddaughter will be a man or a snake?"
The old man waved and a disc appeared in front of him. He turned the disc three times, but nothing was calculated.
"She was born of heaven and earth. I can't count her out, but I think she's a girl."
The python burst out laughing all over the world.
"It seems that my good brother will suffer a loss, but I can't hear his father-in-law."
The old man shook his head and sighed. The python family can no longer restore its glory.
"Don't you want to see it, grandfather? Is it me or the family that is wrong? Is it because they live with others that the family is decadent, broken and incompetent, or is it because the ethnic group is broken? "
"I left one for my family when I was lucky. He will be a pure python. You should cultivate him well."
"Even so, the sky swallowing Python clan will still come to collect the debt, just from the fourth level with the fifth level to the third level with the fourth level." The old man left and told the child to throw down an ice sugar gourd.
"Grandfather is very kind."
The body of the python in the sky dissipates and becomes a splendor.
Guanghua has become a man. He looks like she Yugui. The only difference is that his whole body is full of cracks.
His wife Luoyu woke up, and she was about to have a baby.
With a howl from her, a girl climbed out of the belly of the tower.
"What do you think of that name?"
"Not to give up with heaven, not to give up with earth, not to give up with people, OK." The cold channel of the newborn girl.
White faced Luoyu raised his head and looked at the incarnation of Guanghua she Yugui. She Yugui was not willing to look at her. He looked at her two meters away.
"No, I don't want my wife." Sheyugui waves his hand, which is to say goodbye to Luoyu, to reluctant, to this world.
He thought of Yang Fan's words.
Only when we go to the darkness to clean up the darkness can we eliminate the darkness.
So he just had another action, a person in the world, a demon in swallow day Python clan.
He wanted to confirm a truth.
If an environment is bad, then the people inside are also bad. It's not a blood relationship.
This is his bet with the old man, his grandfather.
"No!"
A woman pounced on him, but he had dissipated.
Luoyu became a tearful person, but the child reminded her, "if mother is not gone, we will all die?"
She looked up at the sky, it was a mass of black clouds, above which was a gaping python. She immediately hugged her daughter and got into the carriage.
The black cloud rushed down, but they stopped in an instant. A red light forced five into four and four into three.
After a slow wave, they ran after him.
This is the story that Wang an couldn't bear.
Wang an became a tearful person. He didn't seem to hear the main point. "I'll ask them to repair the tomb tomorrow. I'm so moved."
Reluctant to give up the small hand directly on his face.
She was sulky. She looked at Wang an with a sneer and a grin. She thought that Wang An was just an elm head. Why didn't she notice the key point when she talked about it?
She is born of heaven and earth, pure, born to know, born to eat ordinary people, born without parents worry about sensible girl.
It's just that she didn't notice.
Parents are true love, she is the accident.
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As February approaches, there are more and more people in the imperial city.
In a gambling house that has just moved here, there comes a Wufu in a white leather sweater. He is responsible for the safety of the gambling house, and of course, more is the transfer work.
There's everybody in the casino.
Those who come to play will laugh and leave after losing some money in order to start a business, while those who come to Bo in the future will catch up with their lives. In between, there is the last kind of people, who come to look for trouble.
Yang Fan came back because the area where the gambling house is located belongs to Yang Fan.
Yesterday, suddenly someone came to a family son to fight the gambler and ask for money.
The people in the gambling house are afraid of hard and soft, and they are paid when they are beaten. The gambling house, which thought it could make peace, said before leaving that I would come tomorrow.
The owners of the gambling house are afraid, so they have to invite Yang Fan, otherwise they will be beaten and pay back. How can they do that?
After waiting for a long time, Yang Fan finally waited for someone at noon.
He was a upright young man with three big swords on his back.
When the gamblers saw him, they immediately gave way to a large area.
The faces of Yang Fan and his son are as cold as frost.
There was a murderous look in their eyes.
"If nothing happens, it's going to be a fight." An old man explained.
"How can it be? You see, the man in white fur has a steady step. At first, he is a practitioner. At the other hand, he is frivolous. You don't need to touch everything. I think the man in white fur will win. "
Just now, the people who were still in routine suddenly quieted down, which made the man who was talking behind take a cool breath.
A gust of wind blowing into the gambling house, fierce wind hit Yang Fan's face.
He put his hand into his arms, carrying three big swords behind him. The man put his hand on the sword in the middle and pulled it out.
Some discerning people found that it was made of a bone.