Chapter 357： Rain stop

(10,000 words chapter.)

Wei Wei was wearing Xiyue Ganlujia. After receiving Chen Ping’s approval, when Wei Wei held down most of the military monks, he tried to squat Huanglong and found a chance to kill the emperor Liu Wei, even if he changed his life.

On the right side of the squad, after killing the grass 庵 庵 师 徐 桐 Xu Tong, even if Xu Mingzhou knows that Liu Wei will anger the whole family, he still leaves the mountain and returns to Lai King City to discuss with the grandfather who is the general of Zhengxi. Countermeasures. As the top of the Daquan dynasty, it will be planted in the front, and it will be rooted in the Jingcheng for several generations. Xu’s taboo is the great emperor Liu Wei, but he will not wait.

Sitting on the dragon chair, or Liu Xi, who is today, is not Liu Wei. Really and Liu Wei tore the face, but Xu can not rely on the second emperor to change the heart to help the dragon.

Lu Baixiang is in the battlefield, and the battle is still glued. The five thousand dead soldiers of the Daquanbian army are worthy of Liu’s shackles. They know that the military law is so powerful that even if they are killed, they will see the robe and die. Under the knife of the man, he still spared his life and went crazy. The martial arts masters and the military monks who hide the darkness are all too unbearable. It is too tragic. Some iron-hearted superintendent sergeants are full of tears and rain, and they still do their duty. No matter who they are, they dare to fight. And the retreat, stand up!

The immortal poetry of Xian Xian, perhaps to write the fairy tales of the mountains.

There is no one frontier poem, and the **** cruelty of the battlefield is really written.

After burying the river water demon from other places, the mountain fell to the ground and strode forward. It was straight and rushed. If there were trees blocking the road, one hand took it.

Chen Pingan saw the voice of the coming, and he had a decision in his heart.

Replace the symbol of the right hand between the **** in the sleeves with the three characters that are stacked together.

At the beginning of Biyuu, Zhong Kui borrowed the small snow cone. In return, he wrote a total of six Fushun to Chen Ping, three of which were his own, and wrote three three-character warriors. Also known as "iron ride around the city", before the painting, Zhong Kui was arrogant, and there were more than a hundred horse-riding generals wearing a silver armor and riding a white horse. The large series of rice-sized cavalry rushed out on the paper. In the end, the troops were deployed, and they stopped and made a stroke.

After that, Chen Ping’s self-sufficient bag, took out two gold-colored materials, and a blue-colored paper for the sage’s manuscript. Zhong Kui’s bitterness was written in accordance with Chen’s request. The ups and downs of the water to prevent ghosts from hitting the wall, and the last one of the ranks, the power is far beyond the well-character of the town sword, was praised by Zhong Kui as "the sword of the sword, Jiuzhou sea boiling."

It’s less than a hundred steps to dare to show the true body of the river.

Chen Pingan slowly walked out of the eaves and walked to the right hand side. Soon, there were only 50 steps left.

Chen Pingan shakes his wrist, and the three symbols are ignited by a pure instinct, and the sleeves are swiftly swept away, and the heart mourns: "The array is in front!"

The burly big man laughed and laughed, and his footsteps kept going. He jumped to the young man who had the dead hand. "Wufu plays, isn’t afraid to let the grandfather laugh at the big tooth?"

It’s just that this time, the river waders will not laugh.

After the three golden symbols of the body burned out, the brawny man in the air was surprised to find that the illusory three symbols began to revolve around his rapid rotation, and the strong man sank the Dantian, making a thousand pounds and rushing to land. In the meantime, there was a phantom rider of the white horse silver armor among the three characters, and they speared out with a spear.

The brawny sternly said: "Go to death!"

The body shape is twisted, and one turn is made, and the three riders are smashed by three punches.

Just a steady stream of rides will rush out of the plaque, not much more, a three-ride, silent.

If the brave man is in the middle of the battlefield, he is still not afraid. He punches like a rainbow and kills the riders who have rushed out of the squadron again and again.

Whenever the strong man moves to the battlefield, the three characters of the three talents will drift, and the original distance will remain.

The burly and brave man was born to rise, and the fierceness was revealed. He only felt hearty and screaming.

Three iron rides around the city, short-term trapping and consuming a river demon that almost formed a golden dan, it is not difficult, even forcing it to appear in the real body, it is not impossible, you want to live and die this buried The river demon is absolutely impossible.

Chen Pingan naturally knows this well, and does not expect these three characters to kill the brawny.

Wang Shu, a gentleman who stayed in the foothills of the school, patiently waited for the flaws of Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan is not looking for a chance to fight the killing or killing a strong man with a sword.

The heavy rain is still there, and there are no signs of getting smaller.

The burying river water demon is irritated by the three weird symbols. How can the ridiculous enemies of the daring spirits kill? Is this the first ride that he broke into a resounding aura? One hundred and fifty, two hundred?

It feels that the situation is not good. The young man who is standing in a 30-step stop, holding a dead branch, is certainly not waiting for him to break open, and then a dog-like battle!

Especially the dead branches in the corners of his eyes, so that it is always a little restless, not right, absolutely weird!

do not care.

Your king, when you shrink the tortoise, you can't live without it. I can't help you how to talk to Dafu College.

There are already many tiny wounds on the body that bury the river water demon. When the rain is heavy, the sound will drop. At this time, if you don’t take up the day, the power of the real body will suddenly drop.

The water demon is white and the muscles of the knot are extremely distorted.

The king of the mountain 颀 clearly saw the plan to bury the river water demon, and angered: "No!"

Where the water demon still manages these things, the earth trembles violently, and there is a huge real body. A pair of eyes are as big as a lantern, and the body is as long as a hundred feet, and the head rests on the original "strong man".

The iron rider, which has not yet been aura, has followed the distance.

There is still an iron ride to the river monster to charge.

Some of the big springs who were hiding in the sides and waiting for the opportunity to move, were directly bombed by the body of the scorpion, and when they flew out, they bleed, and dozens of people were wounded or killed.

The heavy rain drenched on the river demon, and after slipping on the mountain, it did not seep into the mud, but quickly gathered into a stream.

Chen Pingan recognized the identity of this big demon, it is the scorpion smashed by the bottom of the river and the goddess of the water god.

It seems that the high-ranking man at the top of the mountain is the uncle of the gentleman of the academy.

The **** glared at the dragon and tiger mountain of the "Five Dragons", which was said to be the "Five Dragons". After pouring into the infuriating, he threw himself at the top of the river.

If there are really five "slim" dragons that are more than ten feet long, hovering in the air, the mouth is white beads, there are thunder and lightning.

Buried river water demon just thought that when he showed his magical powers, he did not want to see five faint dragons with hidden glory on the top of his head. After his heart was slightly stagnate, he made a loud roar of screaming and began to struggle fiercely. He wanted to break away from the iron ride. The siege, as few as possible, "Thunderbolt beads."

Iron riding a spear, piercing the body of the demon, again and again, let the body of the river water sweep away and disperse himself, and the body shape and the aura dissipated and returned to heaven and earth.

A dragon opened his mouth and a snow-white thunder spurt out and plunged into the river.

The mountain is shaking.

Two more, each on the seven inches and tail of the river demon.

Not only is the body violently shaken, but the soul of the river demon trembles with Jin Dan.

The only good thing was the huge momentum that came out of the smashing, and finally the three **** soldiers were broken.

A cyan Changhong fell on the top of the mountain from the top of the mountain, and asked Chen to safely. "You and I both ended up with this. I asked Liu Wei to immediately take the troops away. How?"

When Wang Hao said this speech, he gnashed his teeth.

That burying the river water demon, it is really a thing that is not enough to do anything!

After a ring of dragons spit out the lightning beads, they will automatically disappear.

Chen Pingan has no thought of stopping.

The last two dragons naturally, and they did not hesitate to spit out the most famous Leifa orbs containing the head of the heavens and the earth.

The five dragons have disappeared, but the five beads are inlaid in the body of the buried river demon. From the head to the tail, when they finally become a line, they shine brightly, and the thunder and lightning are swiftly swept away. Eventually formed a huge lightning bolt almost equal to the body of the river demon.

The first and fifteenths of communication with Chen Pingxin’s mind changed the original strategy and drawn two streams of fireflies, which were respectively pierced into the eyelids of the size of the river.

The right side of the 隋 is also driving the infatuated sword that does not know how many hearts penetrate, accurately pinned into the head of the buried river water demon, once worn, the entire long sword directly into the ground below the skull, the foot can be seen sharp.

And Wang Hao and Chen Pingan, almost at the same time, have a heart of killing.

Chen Pingan took the dead branch as a sword and swept away.

The heavy rain between the heavens and the earth, as if all the kings were driven by the gentleman, all of a sudden changed the landing track, thousands of drops of raindrops, all lasing to Chen Pingan.

After a sword.

There was no more statue of Wang Hao on the branch. Chen Pingan stood in the position of the gentleman of the academy. He shook his shoulders, and the robe of the robe screamed for a while, and all the raindrops embedded in the golden robe were bounced off.

The gentleman of the Tangtang Academy, Wang Hao actually retreated after avoiding the war.

The dying river water demon can no longer control the rainwater that has become a stream under the body, and the blood water and the rainwater seep into the soil.

Chen Pingan’s hands were turned into powder.

Once plundered the side of the river, the demon head, and reached out in the air, holding the infatuated sword in his hand, directly squatting down the entire head of the river water demon.

The heavy rain gradually stopped.

Soon the mountain began to retreat down the mountain.

After all, Wei Wei failed to marry the great emperor Liu Wei, only killed a sword repaired by a vow, and had to retreat to the foot of the mountain by Liu Wei, and received the armored nail in the sleeve.

Zhu Zhi was the most seriously injured, but he did not die at one time. Lu Baixiang came to the side of the burial river demon body, only to have the opportunity to unplug the special arrows of his body, did not throw it away, and grasped in the hands, the narrow knife stopped the snow has been recovered.

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On the west coast of Tongyezhou, the big demon who escaped from the real body, inexplicably gave a sword to kill on the spot. The whole head of the mountain is as big as the peak of the mountain. After cutting a wire, it falls into the sea and grows. If the body of the mountain falls or floats on the sea, it rises and falls.

The three Tong Yezhou overhauls have been repaired all the way, and their minds are different.

The Taipingshan contemporary sect Song Mao held a long sword, and the sword tipped backwards to show sincerity and gratitude. Lang said: "Tai Pingshan Song Mao, thanked the predecessors for helping us, killing the big demon!"

It’s just that the swordsman who is mad at the sword and rushes like a waterfall, and ignores the show of the Taipingshan lord.

Tong Yezong is in charge of the Zongmen commandment, and a grandfather of the genealogy, his face is cloudy and uncertain.

This road is chasing the big demon, only Song Mao is doing what he wants, completely ignoring his own life and worrying about it, and can’t wait to go with the big demon, but Song Mao is the first place in the name of Taiping Mountain. Not too high, this time down the mountain, because the Shanmen Jingjing has changed, and did not dare to carry one of the guardian swords, so it is more than enough. As for the Tongye Zhou’s ancestor’s ancestor’s ancestor, it’s Unwilling to fight to repair and destroy the big demon, the one that fell into the territory is still the big demon of the eleventh territory. It is huge and especially tough. Where is the good deal, the overall situation has been determined, this animal must escape Three people have a vision, a blunt knife cuts the meat, and slowly comes, what is urgent.

Therefore, this time it was ordered to go out of the mountain. This jade ancestral ancestor Ye Zongzu was regarded as a beautiful man. He killed the big demon who helped the sect of the sorrow, and there was merit in the body. The sect of the Fuzhu ancestor who died of the Taoist priests is grateful to the sea, so even though this road is chasing and killing, the Tibetan Mastiff is not sacrificed, and the treasure of the town is not sacrificed, but deep inside, but it is bound to be a big demon.

Yu Guizong mastered the owner of the Jiang family in the Buddhist temple, and he was as handsome as Guan Yu. He was younger and handsomeer than his only son, Jiang Beihai. At this moment, he smiled and apparently slaughtered the sword at sea. The big demon, let the Tong Ye Zongzu master abacus, his mood is very good, after all, he did not carry the murderous Zongmen Xianbing. In order to be a good friend Lu Hao's kendo, he secretly went to the Huanhuafu land, which is equivalent to the disappearance of a Jiazi in Tongyezhou. There is a lot of complaints inside Yuguizong. Therefore, he was pushed out, and he wanted to run the horse without grazing the horse. Can the Jiang family owner be passively absent?

Taipingshan Zhenjun Songmao wearing a robe and a head of Furong crown, although the heart is slightly unpleasant, but the big one is very clear, the other eye is higher than the top, and they do not put themselves and Taipingshan in their eyes, have his emboldened in. I really can't think of it. When did Tong Yezhou have such a sword repairing the sky? Song Mao has some ambiguity about the other's heart and background. I don't know why the man is out of the sword. Is it an opportunity to sneak out the devil's testimony, or is it purely unremarkable? Will you be greedy with the big demon and the body of a treasure? Even if you want to get all the money in your pocket, don't you let the three people get points? Song Mao naturally does not care about the body of the big demon, but this is the chaos of Tong Yezhou. This demon is the culprit on the bright side. It echoes the old beast of the back sword and the old beast, which makes the central demon of Tongyezhou rampant and must be moved back. Let the Confucian Academy pass the eye, and then let the school come out, please Yin and Yang home to calculate the secret.

So Song Mao did not know how to speak at a time.

The weird sword looked at the ancestral home of Tongye, and said two words, "I don't accept it?"

In the entire ancestral home of the Tongye Zongdu, he said that there was a hidden murderous discourse. "This big demon is best to bring his life back to Tong Yezong. Maybe he can ask for a bigger plot. When you see the big demon being hit hard, when a sword is killed, it breaks the clue. How can we find out the behind-the-scenes masters? Otherwise, why are we three people chasing so far? It’s a coincidence that Tongye Zongxi is so Hirose, you just happened to be on the big demon escape route?"

The face of Yu Guizong’s family is unchanged, and he is never too busy.

Song Mao is about to speak.

It’s just a strange sword repair of a middle-aged man, and he said: “That’s why.”

From the beginning to the end, Jian Xiu said so many words.

Not satisfied.

Just do it.

This is where the gods of the mountains make pies, and those who are half-mountain in the middle of the mountain are not so rough. The bottom of the river and lake Wufu is almost the same.

Song Mao has not had time to be a peacemaker.

Another sword.

It was only this time that he was handed over to "Tongfu" who was "not satisfied".

The old god’s face changed dramatically, and one word could not be said. He quickly offered a magical treasure of refining and refining the millennium. It was a great ritual music bell from a broken hole. The bell was the head of the octave. After the turn of the bronze bell, it was hovering over the head of the ancestral ancestors of the Tongye ancestors. The ancient clocks were as high as a dozen feet, and the old man was enveloped. The ancient wall was engraved with an inscription on the ancient Confucian merits. At this moment, it was as big as a fist. The text quickly circulates, and the old man stands among them.

It was only after a sword slammed down, thinking that at least the old man who could compete for a moment, but found that the ancient clock in front of him was directly split, and then dared not to have the slightest, even the people took the bronze clock with the life. Going out, for the sake of the swordsmanship, in his own retreat thousands of feet, can be attenuated.

Retired and retired.

Above the sea for more than ten years, there has been a gully that has not been filled with seawater for a long time.

When the sword gas finally disappeared, Tong Yezong's ancestors were unmanned, and even more shocked, the hand was holding the ancient clock in his hand, and a slight scratch appeared on the top.

How much does it cost him to repair as new? !

That sword repairs a sword, how could this might have this power?

Don't say it is Tongyezhou, let alone the small place in the north, Baoliangzhou, even if it is Po, it should not have this sword fairy! Cao Yu, who refines and refines a big river to make a flying sword on the wrist, is responsible for guarding the people of Zhenhailou, and there is no such sword!

Sword repaired a sword and retired the old monk, rolled so far, and finally did not get in the way, turned to ask another person: "Is it beautiful?"

The smile on the face of Jiang’s family immediately stiffened and he pleaded with a fist. “There is more rudeness, and I also hope that the swordsman will forgive the sins.”

Jian Xiu sneered: "Predecessors? You are older than I am."

The owner of the **** family is on the Tongyezhou Mountain. It is a trait that the famous dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. The color is correct: "On the road of cultivation, the person who takes the lead is the first. I am as good as Jiang Shangzhen."

Jian Xiu no longer pays attention to Jiang Shangzhen, who has never heard of the name. He looks to the old man who has a lingering fear. "You seem to have a treasure that is good at attacking. It is not bad. Give me a look?"

The ancestors who had suffered a lot of hardships generally knew the temper of this sword repair. It was really hotter than the Taipingshan Laotianjun. I dare to show that the door is heavy. I want to know the sword with my ass. Repair will not give up, in case of a sentence, "Since you have taken it out, don't waste it, simply swap a trick, try two pounds", then whether you pick up or not? Did not pick up, Yu Guizong and Taipingshan people are watching next, pick up, catching the other side of a sword is still good, can not stand, can not be with the head of the fate to accompany the funeral?

The old monk did not dare to make a fuss, and quickly said: "Carrying the sect of the sect, only to successfully kill the demon, can not be casually present."

The heart is full of diarrhea.

There are so many unreasonable swords in the world, what are the Confucian saints doing, and regardless of the management? !

Not waiting for the old monk to feel that he was so retreating, the sword repaired a little bit of a brain, and it should be received.

Sword repair has already asked: "If you don't take it out, how can you hold my second sword?"

Tong Yezong's ancestors were so angry that they were so angry that I was a mud buddha without a bit of temper?

Jiang Shangzhen squinted and his heart was stealing.

I couldn’t understand the swearing face of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect, not only him, but the whole sect of the sect of the sect, especially the old lord. Granted by the monk of Tongye Zong.

Taipingshan Zhenjun Song Mao Shen said: "Now Tongye Zhou demon in the chaos, I ask the sword fairy predecessors do not have a sword today."

Jian repair took back the line of sight. "Would you pick up this sword?"

Song Mao did not hesitate: "Yes! No matter whether you can't pick it up, Tong Yezong and Yu Guizong are present, and will tell me about Taipingshan. It is my Song Mao technique is not as good as people, even if I die here, Taiping The mountain never hates the predecessors!"

After the swordsmanship smashed two sounds of Taipingshan, it was like remembering something. He was shocked and laughed: "It is really a monk in the Taiping Mountain. It is not bad. Tongyezhou has also got a countertop on it, and the rest is not worth mentioning. ”

Song Mao did not know why.

The sword was pressed and pressed with a little sword, as a statement that he no longer had a sword.

Forget it, remember that Xiao Qi once mentioned this Taiping Mountain, and said something to come, is there an ancient style?

Jian Xiu said: "You can only take away the body of the big demon."

Song Mao was relieved, and after receiving the sword into the sheath, he held a fist: "Thank you for the sword fairy to kill the demon."

Jianxiu hesitated for a moment and looked at the three people and asked: "Can someone know a young man named Chen Pingan, do you know where he is now?"

Both Song Mao and Tong Yezong’s ancestors were confused.

Jiang Shangzhen quickly weighed in his heart and smiled: "I just know."

Jian Xiu asked: "How do you say?"

Jiang Shangzhen told the singular sword of the sword and the gods with his heart, and briefly explained the encounters of the flowers and the land.

Jian Xiu nodded, not taking it for granted: "The world of the little blessed land is the first... it's okay."

Jiang Shangzhen asked tentatively: "Does the seniors need me to help me?"

The sword is squinting. "Do you match?"

Jiang Shangzhen has no choice but to smile and stop talking.

Jian Xiu went away.

It is getting farther and farther away from Tongyezhou.

He can be too lazy to be a guardian.

Wait until the sword repaired away from this place, Jiang Shangzhen hippie smiled and said: "Sure enough, we are more interesting in the world."

Song Mao curiously asked: "Do you know this big sword fairy?"

Jiang Shangzhen laughed and said nothing.

Carefully returning to the old monk of Tongye Zong, who was close to the two people, snorted. "This sword is high, that is..."

Jiang Shangzhen was gloating: "How is it?"

The old monk hardly swallowed his words back to his stomach.

I was really scared of the guy’s sword, too unreasonable.

The next moment, the old monk felt that he was really a grave in the grave.

It turned out that the sword repair had returned in a blink of an eye, and blinked at the old monk, but it was the next sentence to the surname Jiang. "The demon of this big demon is yours."

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said: "The younger generation knows how to do it."

Sword repair around, once again away from the world.

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In the other palace in the broken dragon vein of Tongyezhou, Bai Hao saw a tall old man wearing a robe.

The young Taoist smiled.

The old man smiled and asked: "I want to make things happen, open unhappy?"

The young Taoist sorrow said: "It is very unexpected."

Sitting on the lock dragon platform, although the young Taoist priests can not do the conspiracy layout of the semi-continent, but for thousands of years, the eyesight is still there.

Watching the Lord, the East Sea Taoist who is said to be no one can be found.

Want to enter the Huanhuafu land, the world can only find the little boy who bears the golden big gourd, a bunch of genuine land gods, and bear the temper to talk with a little guy.

The young Taoist stood up and asked: "Where the old Dao came here, is it necessary to kill the heavens and kill me?"

The old man smiled and said: "The sky is falling, and where is the way for the sky. I am here to see, who has this courage and skill, dare to marry the Tongye umbrella that I sent out."

The young Taoist stunned: "Is the oil paper umbrella with the little **** in my hand?"

He sighed: "I knew that Chen Ping has a relationship with the old man. I dare not offend. Is it painful to ask for it?"

The old man passed the young Taoist priest and walked up the lock dragon step by step. "I have no interest in the world. I will not kill you. It should also let some people in the comfort zone rise up, or forget it." What the old bones did in the past."

The young Taoist turned around and smiled and followed the old man who was watching the East China Sea. He stepped up and stepped up. "Thank you the old predecessors."

There are old people saying this.

His plan in Tongyezhou, even if it is early-disclosure, can still be regarded as half, and it may not be a blessing in disguise.

After returning to the wilderness, at least not to be exiled to the mountain range, give a blind man a coolie, move a mountain year after year, put it there, others feel fun, in which The big demon, which one does not feel that life is better than death? The key is that I don’t know what is going on. The overlords in the wild have never thought of joining forces to pull out this big nail and throw it to the Great Wall.

The old man walked to the lock dragon platform and blinked at the white enemies of the enemies. He nodded. "The little beast is still a bit interesting. I will take advantage of it. Remember to take care of you. Door back swordsmanship."

In an instant, there is no white sand in the Taiping Mountain, which can be backed by the sword. It disappears on the lock dragon.

The young Taoist thoughts turned sharply and silently, and asked, "The white cockroach is no longer there. The old predecessors are better off than to open the door. What do you want me to do?"

The old man asked: "What do you want to do?"

The young Taoist swears: "I will die in this lock dragon station, or not."

The old man was somewhat disappointed. "I have given you the opportunity. You are a big demon with a peak of life and a distance of only a few cents from the thirteenth place. But even a Chen Ping is afraid to kill, so I missed a big chance. Chen Qingdu, the Great Wall of Jianqi, borrowed Chen Ping’s sword to transfer some causality to Chen Ping’s shoulder. If you kill him, you have great merits with the wild world, and I can Taking the opportunity to reclaim Chen Ping’s income into the Taoist temple, you can both suffocate the old show and raise your position for the futon."

The young Taoist heart was shocked.

The old man smiled and said: "It's late."

The young Taoist swears and regrets.

The ancient lock dragon under the foot rumbling, the darkness outside the lock dragon station, constantly lightning and thunder.

The old man said: "If you are a human being, you should be a good-looking family in Haoran. The future is good. When you are a yin-yang family, your qualifications are not good."

The young Taoist nodded helplessly. "It is true."

The old man suddenly said a very deep words. "In fact, if you are two of the world's younger generations, if you live earlier, then you can live to this day, and many can be good."

Young Taoist priests are lost.

After the old man's hands were negative, he reached out and grabbed the lightning and thunder outside the dragon station. They broke open the prohibition and rules, broke into the lock dragon station, and gathered in the palm of the old man's hand, eventually forming a fist-sized lightning ball.

This scene shows that the young Taoist had to stop his thoughts and smile.

This is the gap.

It has nothing to do with the level of the realm.

The old man put the thunder and lightning into his sleeve and whispered: "One of the hundreds of families that the old show is very despised, and some of them have revealed the biggest opportunity for this world."

The young Taoist eyes are hot, "please ask the older generation to confuse the younger generation!"

The old man turned his head and looked indifferent. "You are a demon, and you yell at my predecessors, claiming to be a younger generation? I am not an old animal?"

Do not give the young Taoist any chance.

The soul of the incompleteness drifted out of the carefully selected skin, and the old man reached out to the neck, while the body of the "Taipingshan Young Taoist" was soft and soft, and disappeared with the white.

It was only the Furong Crown, one of the top three teachers, who stayed on the lock dragon.

The old man waved his hand, and the big demon's illusion of human form was still the appearance of a young Taoist. He was heavily squatted on the ground, and his face was in pain. Even so, he still quickly put the top of the Furong Road into his hand and hurriedly put it on. On the head.

Although in order to successfully cross the Great Wall of the sword, it was only possible to hide it with a soul and a scorpion, and then you can leave the wild world, walk into the overhanging mountain, and finally come to this Tongyezhou.

However, in the vast world of practice for so long, a skin capsule is also very good, so in the end it is still surrounded by twelve immortals.

Under the hands of the old man, there is no power to fight back.

The old man slowly said: "Someone once said, "One foot, one day, half of the world."

Relying on the hibiscus crown to stabilize the soul of the big demon, it is difficult: "It is one of the most famous scholars of the famous family. I have seen many times in various books, but I have never thought about it."

The old man smiled and said: "So you are stupid."

Only the big demon with no soul and no flesh, wearing a hibiscus crown, and a heart, never missed his hometown.

The old man turned his head and smiled. "The snow that stopped the ‘Relics of the Year’ was stopped, and the prohibition on the top, I have erased it, would you mind?”

The big demon shook his head.

The old man smiled and said: "You can't even shoot a flatter, you should be killed."

The big demon is confused.

The old man has stepped into the void and left.

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When Chen Pingan opened the picture of the right picture on the right, he dropped a gold coin.

The Nanyuan Guojing Division of Huanhuafudi had a light rain.

In the early winter season, although the rain is not big, it is still a little annoying.

A group of four people walked on the street, headed by the young man, male and female, very handsome, holding a folding fan in the winter, did not open, gently tapping the palm of his hand, falling in the eyes of the people of Nanyuan, if not really look good, otherwise It’s really an arty man.

The four people walked on a street, and the young people looked around and looked awkward.

There was a Meng Tong named Cao Qing. I had already walked from the lane to the street. It was just a sudden rain. I had to go home and take a paper umbrella. Then I walked to the corner of the street and saw it. The group of people, with full of hope and eyes wide open, can faintly see the face of the young son, not the person he hoped, Cao Qing was somewhat disappointed, alone, and quickly walked to learn. The class teaches the class, and the least likes others to be late.

Cao Qing did not quite understand the son.

The latter has seen him clearly. As a person who preserved his body and repaired it with his true body and complete soul, he fell to the top of the world.

As for the three people behind, the same treatment, but limited by the foundation laid in the vast world is not thick, and the age is also light, so the death is the second-class top of the rivers and lakes, some distance from the first-class master.

Almost in the catastrophe of the catastrophe, the **** of the collapse of the dynasty, changed the door to the young Taoist Huang Shang who landed on the platform.

The city is deeply rooted in the outer eagle of the Eagle Eagle, and the slanting yang is the chess piece of the inside of the Eagle Fort.

Today, all three are the registered disciples of Lutai.

Lutai came to adjoin the Zhuangyuan Lane and a street. There is a martial arts hall nearby. Lutai looked at a small house. It was once the foot of Ding Ying and Ya'er who entered the capital. It is a place of the demon in Nanyuan. According to the point of view, only after the end of the war, the national division has kept this house in autumn. Lu Tai smiled and said: "From now on, this is my private house."

He turned his head and told the three men: "Huang Shang, you go to the Hushan School, how much you can learn from Yu Zhenyi, and see your own creation."

"As for Tao Xieyang and Yuyin, this blessed land, you both walk around casually, Tao Xieyang can pay more attention to Longwu General Tang Tieyi, Shayin can be close to the arm outside the Sanchong Chengshan."

"After Jiazi, if you can't get into the top ten in the world, then you will become the nourishment of this blessed land. Since you ask for more blessings, you have already sent your own life-saving items, which will still drown here. In a small river and lake, I think it’s a waste of money to take you down."

Lu Tai waved his hand, and the three men resigned and left.

Not far away stood a green sorrowful gentleman with a pair of sputum, it is the kind of cousin in Cao Qing's eyes. Today is not a stubborn and sleepy school, the children are late, but this unsmiling old man is late.

Lu Tai smiled and asked the country teacher to plant autumn. "I am a friend with Chen Pingan. I have already experienced the style of the national teacher. I have already experienced it with my own eyes, so I chose to land in Nanyuan."

I nodded in autumn. "If this is the case, I will wait and see, or hope that you will not be unscrupulous, even if you are a friend of Chen Ping."

With a bang, Lutai opened a plain bamboo fan, gently fanling the breeze and drizzle, and smiled and said: "Have you ever thought about sixty years later, to see the scenery outside?"

Kind of autumn shaking his head, turned and left.

Lutai didn't take it easy. He turned to look at the house door. After a year of wind and sun, the door **** that was posted was already a little old. He said to himself: "Let the New Year, the door **** has to change, the Spring Festival has to be posted, and I would like to ask a few beautiful girls who are pleasing to the eye, or go to the Spring Palace, and ask a few of them?

After Chen Ping’s picture was thrown into the second gold coin.

Songsong Guohushan School, under a thin sun rain, no one fuss, except for the appearance of a child, the sword is the head of the real man Yu Zhenyi.

Yu Zhenyi Yu Jian hovered at a very high place, the wind in the sky blew a robe hunting, whispered: "The wind and rain come."

A bureaucrat in Nanyuan Guojing City, a young boy just walked out of the library and got a book. As a result, one thing fell from the sky, and he fell in front of him. He almost got it and scared the boy.

A closer look is a small white bloody, lean and lean.

The little guy was lying on the ground with a sullen look, and his eyes were more confused than the young boy.

On the border of the Northern Jin Dynasty in Huanfufu, a young Taoist man whispered on the shore of the lake, watching the mirror in the lake, repeatedly whispering: "Who am I? Who am I?"

Finally, he had a headache, and he held his head and crouched down.

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Inside the temple, the atmosphere is weird.

Everyone sits around the campfire.

Chen Pingan only said one sentence, "It’s hard."

Zhu Xuan refused the porcelain bottle handed by Chen Ping, saying that this injury is the most appropriate, but it is not necessary to waste the master's panacea.

Then he glanced at the right side of the golden body. The madman laughed and said: "Young master, I have a word, I can't understand it."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Talk about it."

Zhu Chuan was covered in blood, and many white bones were bare. He still smiled as usual. "After eating a dollar, 11 to 10, then stop now," what is the solution?"

隋 隋 隋 隋 , 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛

隋 隋 隋 盯 盯 盯 盯 盯 盯 盯 盯 盯 隋 隋 隋 隋 隋 隋 隋 隋 隋 隋

Chen Pingan slowly said: "It should be said that every time I die, I will use a gold coin to withdraw you from the picture again. Your future highest martial achievement will be from the legendary martial arts. ', fell to the tenth territory. After eating two, you can only become a nine-level master, the so-called mountain, the martial arts in the eyes of the general world."

隋The look on the right is mournful and murderous.

Not only hate Zhu Chuan, but also hate Chen Pingan, can not restrain.

Zhu Shouxiaohehe said: "Understood, thank the young master for the old slave."

Chen Pingan suddenly stood up and walked straight to the temple. "On the right side, you will go out with me. I have something to tell you."

The eyes on the right side of the temple are cold.

Chen Ping still did not look back, crossed the threshold. "A scent of fragrant, you don't go out to look for me, I will burn the picture, you owe me two gold coins, you can not use it."

On the right side of the picture, I walked out of the temple without expression, and quickly followed the back of the mountain road.

After Chen Ping’s righteousness on the right side of the battle, it seems that she does not care whether she will violently kill and scream, and slowly said: "When the state of mind is broken, what sword will you practice in the future? You are right on the right side of this wisdom. I don’t think you actually need it. Practice the sword, anyway, there is no **** of the East China Sea, you can not go to the highest point."

隋 The finger on the right side is slightly moving.

Chen Pingan is still slow in front, just indifferent: "You will die. If you really want to die, I have something to say to you before you die."

隋 The right side is silent.

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After a quarter of an hour, Chen Pingan and Yan’s right side went back to the temple.

Although the face on the right side is very strange, but the mood seems to have improved, there is no murderousness, and there is no need to break the crazy death of the temple together for her martial arts collapse.

The two sat next to the fire again.

Chen Pingan took the rice bowl and started to eat the second bowl of rice tonight. He was still beside him, holding a small jar of pickles in his hands. Chen Ping looked around and smiled and said: "You have arrived. Is there any idea in this strange world?"

The four people were silent for a moment, and Lu Baixiang took the lead in opening a smile: "What is in the mountains, pine flower making, spring sencha, willing to be happy."

Zhu Confucius smiled and said: "The world is moving, but the white porcelain plum soup in the midsummer, the broken ice hits the wall and slams. I wish to have a beautiful heart."

Wei Wei thought for a moment and said that he was in line with the identity of his founding emperor. "The killing of millions of soldiers, the blood of the sword is still awkward."

Money and eyes: "Old Wei, fart, you can't talk well?"

Wei Wei nodded. "This is the verse of the Nanyuan Chinese literati. If I swear by myself, it should be... The rain is falling, and the rice is rising. The bench is fired and scared. ”

When I saved the money, I nodded and smiled: "Old Wei, this poem is much better than the front, I can understand it."

Wei Wei smiled, and sighed, "There were many great literati who were sincere and said that I really have some talents."

Money has turned a big eye.

隋 隋 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自 自

Chen Ping’s last money was saved and he asked: "There is nothing left."

I was amazed at the money and shyly said: "I don't have much time to study. I still can't make poetry now."

Chen Pingan took a big meal and took a chopstick pickle and smiled. "I didn't let you make a poem."

I sighed and sighed, and I said, "I can say it, don't be angry, don't yell at me!"

Chen Ping nodded.

Money screams: "I want to read the thinnest book, eat the most expensive dishes, lick the worst people, play the wildest dog!"

Chen Pingan almost gave rice.

When I saw the money, I didn’t think it was good. I thought that the ambition was not big enough. I saw the mountain stick at the foot and quickly added: "Would you like... add a poke of the biggest horse honeycomb?!"

Wei Wei said with a face: "The young age has such a ambition."

The money smirked at the old Wei, and gave a thumbs up. "It’s still the old Wei, you are on the road! It’s very eye-catching, no wonder it can be an emperor, hey, it’s getting poor now.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and then laughed.

Outside the temple, the rain stopped.