C47

The next day, Linglong college sent a large number of students to distribute leaflets written by Ye Wentian himself. Ye Wentian spent a night printing them in large quantities. Although they were not very exquisite, their appearance was not bad.

Soon, the people in ningzhou Prefecture almost had a share of it. They could not help but wonder when they got the leaflet. They had never seen such a thing before.

Half a day later, a large number of leaflets suddenly appeared in ningzhou capital, which has become a hot topic in the streets. However, few people can understand the words written on them, and they all know the words, but together, not everyone can read them. However, the wisdom of the people is great. At noon, there are no less than ten stalls in ningzhou capital to explain this biography The words on the list are all shaking their heads. Of course, there are various explanations. In a word, ye Wentian's goal is beyond expectation and has been achieved.

The wolf looked strangely at the complacent yewentian and asked in a low voice, "how did you come up with this method? In my opinion, if you let eight heaven and earth get this thing, even if you know there's a trick, you have to work hard. It's really poisonous. " Say also don't forget to put up the thumb, let Ye Wentian more cool a grade.

Ye Wentian is in a good mood now. "This is not what I came up with. Wisdom comes from the common people. Our common people are really the smartest people in the world. In my opinion, eight heaven and earth are sure to win the battle. Although the common people can't understand the flyers, eight heaven and earth will understand them. Even if the common people can't understand them, they will spread the things on the paper all over Xuanyuan But prestige will be greatly affected. "

The president came over and said with a smile, "now, should we go to the back mountain to prepare for it? I think if we see the paper in the eighth day, we can't bear it for three days. It's very likely that we will arrive in a twinkling of an eye."

Ye Wentian nodded, "exactly. Now I'll go to Houshan and wait for them. I hope they won't let me down." After hearing what ye Wentian said, Yue Ling was surprised. "Why, ye Wentian, do you want to deal with them by yourself? I'm afraid that won't work. I'll send some people to help you

Ye Wentian waved his hand and said, "sister Yueling, don't send someone. I can do it myself. If I send someone, it will become a burden to me."

With that, ye Wentian went back to the mountain, and the others stayed in the same place, not knowing what to do.

The president comforted everyone and said, "this time we are not involved in this matter. We should not make ye Wentian embarrassed. What we have to do is to send more leaflets written by Ye Wentian."

After listening to the dean's words, everyone felt that it was reasonable. Ye Wentian was the only one who could fight with the Xiuzhen master. So they all took some leaflets and scattered them.

Ye Wen walks in the sky and looks at the sky red by the afterglow of the setting sun. This is probably the last sunset you see.

When the last ray of afterglow dissipated, a broken temple outside ningzhou capital had been completely engulfed by the darkness. Eight people sitting or standing in the broken temple were talking.

"Hum!!! You see, it's arrogant! Damn boy! Do you think it's great to break the polar wall? I don't think the bloody judge knows how to write death at all! " A tall man with red hair roared and handed the leaflet made by Ye Wentian to a scholar with a beautiful face.

The scholar gracefully took the leaflet, gently shook the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Ye Wentian's "masterpiece".

And the other six people also came to see together. Although it was dark all around, they couldn't create obstacles at all. Everyone could clearly see the flyers in front of them.

The paper used to make flyers is not big, but the paper is excellent. There are only a few words on it. However, when everyone saw the words on it, their brows wrinkled. It said: eight turtles from the north, I don't know what you want. That's right! It's in benshao. If you have seed, you can take it. Benshao will wait for three days in Linglong Houshan. It's out of date! I have written a suicide note before. Of course, if I don't dare to come, anyway, the longer the tortoise works, the more afraid he will die. I can't understand you. Don't blush.

The most irritating thing is that at the end of these words, eight little turtles and a smiling face were painted....

Among the eight people, only the scholar's face was normal. The rest of them were angry and were about to explode. "This judge is a little interesting!! It seems to me that I have some ability to make an appointment even after I know our identity. " The scholar, as always, said gracefully.

A gorgeous woman next to him snorted, "brother Juebi, how can you still be in the mood to praise this asshole?".

At this time, the red haired man who had sent the leaflet before called out, "Mie Ling is right. I can't stand the bird spirit when I break the army! I'm going to skin that bloody judge. " Then he broke the army and went out.

"Break the army, wait a minute, I will go with you!" A masked woman quickly cheered, body movement came to the side of the broken army.

"And I ruined my dream!" A young man in white appeared beside the broken army.

Ruimeng turned around and said, "kill star, will you go?".

"Of course! I'll pierce the bloody judge's chest with my flying sword An old man in grey came this way.With a bitter smile and shaking his head, he looked at the little girl who had been standing beside him and didn't move. "Can Qing, don't you go with them?".

The little girl looks only seven or eight years old. Her eyes are very big and clear. She shakes her head and says, "if you go, I'll go. If you don't, I won't go either."

Finally, he looked at canqing's firm expression, shook his head and gave a wry smile, "Why are you doing this?"

"I've been answering this question for 500 years, and I don't want to answer it any more." With these words, can Qing turns his head to the other side.

"Have you made a plan?" Asked a thin man standing behind the pen.

Finally, he didn't look back and said slowly, "broken heart, if I say it's because of fear that I didn't move, do you believe it?"

"The letter." The heart breaking voice is firm.

"Do you have a hunch?" Broken heart continues to ask a way.

Finally, he did not answer him. Instead, he said to the five people who were going out, "if I advise you not to go, do you still want to go?"

The five men settled down together, broke the army, turned back to the last pen and said, "six hundred years ago, all eight of our parents died in the disaster of war. From then on, you are our big brother. Without you, I'm afraid all seven of us would die without a burial place. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be able to embark on the road of cultivating truth. You know, we are absolutely happy with you It will be carried out unconditionally. "

Finally, looking at the other side and looking at the five people with gratitude, I can't help sighing bitterly. It's really 600 years. How can these guys still care about those things!

"Then don't even go." The last words are very firm, the tone is absolutely not to be ignored. Five people heard the unusual tone of the last pen, they all turned back to the last pen.

"It's OK for you to be my big brother, cowardly or seedless. Even if this task can't be completed, it's OK. The iron judge has a saying that the longer you live, the less courageous you will be. I'm afraid to lose you."

With that, he closed his eyes, sat up and stopped talking. The others looked at each other, stopped talking and sat down. They closed their eyes and began to meditate. For a moment, the temple returned to silence.

When the moon rose to the sky, a figure suddenly appeared outside the broken temple. It was the ruined dream of the boy in white.

When he was just about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared around him. It was the old man in grey, the murderer.

The murderer looked at the young face of ruimeng and said, "brother, let's go together."

In fact, ruimeng and Shaxing are twins, but the elder brother of the twins is much better at ruimeng. When he was young, he was in the yuan infant stage, while the younger brother's ability to kill stars was average. When he was old, he got the road. So ruimeng seems to be much younger than Shaxing.

"To kill a star, I've never seen brother Jue pen look like this. It seems that this judge is not easy to deal with. Brother, he must have a premonition. However, this judge's action has made us disgraced. I must help us find this place, and you don't want to go."

"Brother, I won't let you go alone, either don't go, or we can go together." Shaxing is serious. He is worried about his brother.

"Well, if there is any change then, you will come back here immediately, so that elder brother can have a good preparation." Ruimeng patted Shaxing on the shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, I don't think the iron judge can take our brother's flying sword no matter how strong he is." Kill star disdainfully said.

Ruimeng nodded, not to say much at the moment. They both took off their swords and went to Linglong courtyard.

At this time, the eyes of the temple who was meditating suddenly opened, and a cold light flashed in the dark.

"Is this our brother's doom? You can't avoid it. " The tone of the last stroke is full of sadness.

"Big brother." Others also opened their eyes and looked at the last stroke in the dark.

"Our brothers have never been separated. We want to go to nature together." Juebu stands up. At this time, his elegant atmosphere has disappeared. At this time, he is like a god of war, surrounded by countless cyclones and halos, and even lights up this dark broken temple. If Xiuzhen people are here, they will be surprised to find that juebu standing in the broken temple has the terror power in the later stage of the robbery.

On Linglong mountain, ye Wentian leans against a green pine tree and looks lazily at the bright moon in the sky. The breeze on the top of the mountain is gently stirring the corner of his clothes, and the long hair on his forehead is scattered disorderly, covering his clear eyes. He can only see the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Now Luo Ning does not know what kind of? Life at school must be wonderful! Has she forgotten my friend? No, after all, I destroyed her Canglong manor. She must be very distressed. How are Shifu and elder martial brother? Is it always off-line? Does elder martial brother really enter the world to practice? Why did chaos send me thousands of years ago? Is there any purpose? Is this my cultivation?Ye Wentian's mind is in a mess now. He finds that as long as he is free, he can't help thinking about these things. But every time he thinks about them, he will feel worse. So usually he will deliberately avoid these problems, he is not willing to admit that his heart is actually very fragile.

Ye Wentian dials his long hair in front of his forehead and looks at the foot of the dark mountain. Eight heaven and earth!! It's time for you to show up, or I'll be disappointed. What kind of people are you? In fact, it doesn't matter, because you are going to die in my hands. But why should I kill them? Is it just because of opposition?

When ye Wentian was confused about his idea, two lights and shadows suddenly came from the distant sky. Two flying swords with cold light were fiercely inserted in the open space in front of Ye Wentian. The powerful force made the whole mountain tremble slightly, and the two figures were separated on both sides of the flying sword.

"Eight heaven and earth, destroy the dream!"

"Eight heaven and earth, kill the stars!" A young voice and an old voice eventually merge into one voice.

"Come to fight!".........