Chapter 365： Listening and not listening, the sword is

Below the sea of ​​clouds, west of Denglongtai, north of the island of Dukou, the entire old dragon city fell into a situation where the long river was stagnant.

When Fan Junmao saw the moment when the snow-white figure fell like a rainbow, his face was full of endless memories, and finally he was full of tears, stood up, and stopped talking. He also took a long history of "sitting". The posture is sitting on the top of the sea, and the Confucian gentleman of the later generation is paying attention to being sitting in a sacred position like a god.

On the other side of the dust medicine shop, the money is held by the mountain stick. In the alley outside the paving door, the mad magic sword method is being displayed, and the vision of the heavens and the earth is unaware of it. The Zhao's yin **** on the threshold is not moving.

There is a small and wealthy old man in the outer city. He has just stepped out of his foot. He frowned, retracted his foot, and did not move. He just turned his eyes, thinking a little, and went out with a more hidden Yin God. Sneaky, like a fish.

Outside the East Gate of the Old Dragon City, the teachings of Yunlin Jiang’s face were full of red, and the flying sword trembled in the acupoints, which enabled her to try to see some blurred images.

The ancestor of Zong Xing, who was surnamed Du, was squinted and looked at the wall of the city wall. The squadron swallowed the sword boat and hovered quietly on his side.

In the "doorway" where the wall was hit hard, a tall woman with white clothes like snow and big sleeves was sitting on the gravel pile, and the movement was soft, holding a golden scorpion magic weapon almost collapsed. The young man, who was hurt too much, had passed out. She lowered her head and extended a finger to gently smooth the young man's frowning brow.

Not far away, standing a young man with a shady green shirt, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. "You are too rash, so loud and so loud, I don't know, in order to cover your whereabouts, I count it." The strength of the milk is used. If it is not the sacred spirit of the Suishan God, let me jump directly to the northern part of Baojuan. You will know everything in the world at that time. How can Chen Pingan practice his peace of mind?"

Seeing that the woman did not speak, the old man became more guilty and lamented. He did not look at the second person of the fairy family on the map of Tongyezhou. He came to the edge of the wall and endured the anger. "Why, you two like this so much." Lively, how can you not even show your head?"

To the north, there is a figure that is faintly visible. It is a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a golden jade hanging around his waist. The text is "I am good at raising good spirits."

To the south, it is a Confucian figure with the same volatility. It is only a vulgar figure. The golden jade is also hung around the waist, and the essay is "to help more."

The middle-aged Confucian martyr said: "See you."

The old Rare Confucian in the south actually saw the Wensheng Laoxiu talent, completely indifferent, and his eyelids did not move.

The old man took a deep breath and pointed to the ancestor of the Zongye Zong Zhongxing. He looked at the old Confucian who hangs the "deed" jade, and asked: "You are the saint who is responsible for seeing the north of Tongyezhou. You can say that there are so many things in the world, and there are a lot of lights on the bottom of your feet. You can’t take care of it in the sky. So, a flying ascendant, your eyes are smashed? The lantern floats in front of your eyes, you still can't see it?"

The ancient ruins are silent.

The middle-aged Confucian sighed, and he was actually greeted in advance, saying that the Tongye sect of Du Fu would go down to the Baolongzhou Old Dragon City in his jurisdiction. It was one of the plans of the Song Dynasty in the northern Dagu, and it was involved. Fusong Zong, Taipingshan, the chaos inside the demon, so Du Fu left the Zongmen, and the archives of the ancient ruins were archived, but the incident suddenly, there is no time to discuss with the school. Therefore, the middle-aged Confucian scholar will close one eye with one eye.

The restraint of these ascendant monks is an iron law that was established by Li Sheng. For many years, there has not been no rebound. There are even big monks who openly laugh at them. The saints are really fraternal, and there are so many demon people in the world. I don’t want to kill myself, but I don’t want to talk about raising the tiger. Instead, I’m strict with my family’s rules, and I’m going to have a leg and leg, and I’m going to have the approval of the palace, and I’m in the middle of the world. Love to stay in the white jade Beijing to stay, boring, and want to travel far and wide, why is the world alone, sneeze have to say the rules?

Tongye Zong Duan was somewhat impatient. After one hand was negative, he scratched his head and looked up at the old show. "Are you a gentleman?"

The old man actually left the man to the side from the beginning to the end, and the two Confucius Temples in the heavens accompanied the seventy-two sages and said, "You both are the sages of the third child, the saints. The third child should have taught you, you should remember more, the heart of compassion, everyone has it."

"The heart of shame, everyone has it!"

The former said to the middle-aged Confucian who lived in the southern part of Baojuan.

The latter is said to the ancient sage who allowed the cuckoo to descend into the mountains and enter the old dragon city.

Those who can enter the Confucian Temple and accompany the Supreme Masters are of course a veritable saint. They are more weighty than the so-called Confucianism of the Confucian Academy. It is just the Confucian orthodoxy of the world, and still insists on the 72nd sage.

The old man continued: "Your family has said more, life, and what I want; righteousness, and what I want. The two can't be both, and the one who is born and the righteous is also! Now that Chen is teaching You are a man! Anyway, the third child can't teach well, let a child who has not read a lot teach you."

The ancient old man’s face was old-fashioned and indifferently said: “You are no longer in the Confucian Temple, and there is no accompanying sacred image. The academic context has been broken, and my family should be called Yasheng.”

The old man was so angry that he blows his beard and blinks. "I didn't call him the old bastard, I have already given him a big face! What are you counting?! By the moral article of shit, the **** learning does not help, enter The Temple of Literature eats cold pig meat."

The old man is still expressionless, but his mouth is slightly moving, which seems to be ridiculous.

The old man took a picture of his chest and said to himself: "To be convinced, to serve people with morality."

The old man only sighed. "You two, you know that I can't take you now, so I have no fear, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head and said: "Don't dare, don't want to."

The ancient ruthless sneer said: "Your learning is to stir the crowbar, it is stinky flies, and it has broken the great cause of our Confucianism."

The ancient sect of the golden jade who admired the "multiple help", did not retreat and step forward, "I will be in your face, so to speak, how can you?"

The old show gave a sneer. "When I was in the middle of the day, did you study hard to study my pulse learning books? Forgot if you remember correctly? If you remember correctly, you ran to talk to Cui Wei? What is the result? Cui Wei has not done a few good things in this life. I haven't learned anything about it. I only learned the truth of the third year. I also suggested that Confucianism should issue a 'hypocrite' title in the future, and it will be a hit with the gentleman."

Middle-aged Confucian smiles with a smile.

It is really good that the ancient ruins are determined, and they are so humiliated by the old show. They are still looking at themselves.

The old man looked up and looked at the sky, muttering: "The gentleman can deceive, this is what the third child said to you, I know, you have to add a shackle to the reader, want to echo the holy The first teacher's sentence "King Yourself to Reward for Ren", but can you look at this world now, is it in line with your original intention? If you don't look at other people, just look at your proud disciple. Just because of this, the rituals Xuegong Grand Sacrifice, the sacred sacred student, in order to be cheeky and ask for Bai Ze’s shot, how do people say it? 'Look again', look at it again, I don’t think I have to read it, this world is not good. It’s just the rivers and rivers, people’s hearts are not old! When we first learned and learned, it’s how to say it, even if the avenues are different, but they all think that 'this person doesn’t have to be worse than the ancients’, jokes are really jokes!”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked to the south of the ancient sect, and whispered softly: "Otherwise, do you recognize the wrong with the gentleman?"

The ancient ruins retorted: "What is wrong?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholars indulged in a moment, "breaking the humanity and fragrant incense, you should only start with the study. You should only start with the choices of the Cangsheng community. You should not use force to persuade people. A practicing sergeant in the ascendant, with a scorpion, Provoking the default of the four saints, the old god, wants to kill a young man who is likely to be a disciple under the Wensheng door. It is unreasonable and uncourteous!"

The ancient ruins of Confucianism said: "I am watching the great cause of the ages, and I am watching the literary world for many years."

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head slightly, no longer speaking.

The old man was sitting on the edge of a hole in the wall. "The reason is not to talk about it. Whoever says this truth, others listen and don't listen, some truths are always there, you don't understand."

Behind him, a cold voice sounded, "Is it finished?"

The old man nodded, rubbed his shoulders, his hands folded on his knees, and some were discouraged. "After finishing, running so far, there is still a way to cover your air, and then I said so much nonsense, no more. The spirit of the gods. The Holy Master, Li San, the third, I, so many hard work and hard work, I think it is necessary to return to the world."

The tall white woman gently put down Chen Ping, stood up, and slowly walked to the old show. "That should tell me the truth. Say well, if you dare to stop, I will even be with you..."

The old man just shook his head and said: "I don't stop, it's my bad old man who doesn't have the ability to do it. It only kills the small body and kills the dead. It hurts me to suffer this hardship. I am sorry for these two disciples. Some people want to eat. Oh, I can't stop it, what do you do with the reasoning?"

Du Fu, who has been standing in the same place watching the show, smiled and said: "Why, is it a sword repair that can't be seen in the world? Is it a fairyland? Can't it be the ascent of the overhanging mountain?"

The middle-aged Confucian eyes are weird, and they look at the ancient sects in the south. The latter looks solemn and dignified. Obviously facing her, it is more stressful than facing the old man who used to be a literary genius.

The woman in white yawned and stepped forward, falling straight under the wall and slowly moving forward.

There is an old sword strip with no sheath and no handle on the waist. It is rusty, only a small section at the tip of the sword, and it is extremely sharp and polished.

The ancient sages said: "If you dare to shoot, it will break the rules of this world!"

The woman in white just walked slowly and reached for her mouth. She seemed to wake up.

The old swordsmanship was not securely hanged, so with her pace, the tip of the sword was gently shaken, and the snow-white swordsman could not flow.

Du Fu's mind turned sharply, shrinking his hand in the sleeve, wanting to push the telescope, and suddenly found that this heaven and earth has been imprisoned, and can no longer calculate the true origin of this tall woman.

On her way forward, she turned to the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said, "Look at the words you said a few words, go out!"

The middle-aged Confucian frowns slightly, but finds that the old man is waving to him, hesitating a little, still scattered, leaving the main stream of the long river bypassing the "small world."

She looked southward, and the squinting eye of the ancient Confucian, "Get out."

The old show is no longer moving.

The ancient sage asked: "Do you really have to compete with the avenue of the world?"

The tall woman glared at her head, stretched out a finger, and gently pressed the top of the old sword. "It’s so hard to grind it, but it’s okay to open an upside down mountain. Then I will open the door in the vast world and the wilderness. ""

The ancient Confucian face changed greatly, "No!"

Where is she willing to take care of this guy.

Gently push the old sword.

It flashed away.

The canopy of the mainstay of the sky, a large hole was broken on the spot, and the flying sword went straight to the side of the mountain, and it was thousands of miles away.

The old show didn't care.

In the end, it was the year before the sanctification that ran to the scorpio, and stretched his neck and squatted to let the second child go to the sloppy reading.

On the vast sea between Po Wong Chau and Tong Ye Chau, a sword repairing away from the world suddenly looked up.

In an instant, I saw the sea a thousand miles away, like a flying sword, which was directly split into two halves. The huge waves were as high as mountains, and they quickly pressed against him.

This sword repair will naturally not worry about these waves of power, and the closeness of the hundred feet will be crushed, but the momentum of the flying sword makes him a bit shocking.

Haoran has such a sword repair?

Aliang also hit the second child?

Can Aliang not have such a sword now? In fact, it has never been seen in this life.

Four worlds, the best four swords, one in the hands of the great Heavenly Masters of the Tianshi House in the Middle Kingdom of Shenzhou, one in the self-proclaimed "the qualifications are dull, can not get the Taoism can not learn", but a sword opened the Yellow River Tongtian The waist of the reader, one in the second-hand old road, after Aliang left the hanging mountain, it is said that he is going to find the last one, "killing power is higher than the sky"! I just don’t know why, the best Aliang in the world is worthy of the sword. In the end, it was just an empty hand and flew to the sky.

He did not catch up with the flying sword, but he suddenly woke up and immediately rushed to the southernmost tip of Baoliangzhou.

The ancient rarity stretched his finger to the tall woman and said with anger: "You are crazy!"

She is still moving slowly.

Du Fu swallowed his throat. "Since you have lost your sword, do you really want to fight with me?"

She seems to hear a joke that is the best laughter in the world. "Spell? You probably don't know about an old yellow calendar. After all, you are young, I don't blame you."

The old man just laughed and laughed. "The biggest swallowing whale in the ancient times was killed for who, do you know?! I know, but I just don't tell you." ""

She was so straight and walked to the front of a flying god, almost the same distance as the former Du Fu stood in front of Zheng Dafeng.

It’s just that the woman in white is tall, so she is condescending, her eyes are cold, and she looks at this **** old man. “It’s not as good as the one that you control your life. Try it? I can’t stand, don’t lie to you.”

"Smelly girl, you are looking for death!"

Du Fu burst into a bang and his body rushed.

But swallowing the sword boat, but the wind rushed to the head of the quirky woman.

This is just a few steps away, and it is also a life-blooding soldier.

But Du Fu’s heart is fierce.

The ancient priests also began to fight with the eyelids.

I saw that the swallowing boat trembled and hovered before her eyebrows, full of instinctive fear, and grievances against the master of Du Fu.

The tall woman reached for a finger and pointed her finger down. "Hey, don't get in the way, go down."

The swallowing sword boat was incomparably docile and began to descend. Finally, hovering over her feet, the result was still flying out of her foot. It was annoyed: "Not long-term memory."

Du Fu habitually stretched out his thumb, wiped the corners of his mouth, and became familiar with the opponent of "The old metamorphosis of Tongye Zong", and he knew that when Du Fu made this action, he almost desperately desperate.

The tall woman sighed and said to Du Fu: "You are lucky, only ruined one of the life, my sword should have been handed to you. But next time I am waiting for Tong Yezhou, you will No such good luck."

At this time, the place where the heavens and the earth had previously broken the hole, explored the big hand of a green shirt cuff, pinched the old sword with two fingers, the arm trembled, and the big sleeve rolled.

Obviously, even if it is only temporary control of this old sword with a sharp point, it is not easy.

A majestic voice was introduced into the small world from the outside world. "Nothing is wrong."

The tall woman turned and turned her head. "Why, I want to take the sword and then throw out the sword. Then I will open up the world and the world."

As soon as she waved her hand, the old sword was instantly out of the control of the hand and held in her hand.

The owner of the arm did not show up, but the wrist was shaken, the sleeves had a breeze condensed like a rolling river, and the ancient rarity was wrapped in it. He said: "When I went to the Temple of Literature, I thought about it."

The old man said: "Now even cold pig meat can't be eaten."

The man snorted and seemed to say to the old man. "Today's business, the old show is only to clean up the mess, and the temple will not intervene."

The old man jumped up and shouted: "I don't accept it! Give some benefits! Otherwise, I don't go to the Temple of Literature, except for the old man's statue, even the Holy Spirit and you, remove the remaining seventy statues, all thrown out. Then I moved my buddy in. Anyway, the old man was looking at me the most pleasing to the eye..."

The man sighed and sighed after the old priests were in the sleeves. "Get it."

The words are settled.

The small heaven and earth canopy has been closed, but the golden yellow jade is only fluttering, but it is not the "successful help" of the ancient Confucianism, but the middle-aged Confucian scholars.

The old show was in the hands, and this was satisfying. "This time is fair, a little good."

The man seemed to provoke this "small good" argument, and did not immediately return to the Middle-earth Shenzhou. Instead, there was a majestic awe-inspiring stagnation outside the small world. The old man was straight to his neck. "Oh, you don't accept it?" Otherwise, I told you that the 3rd and 4th disputes, why did I lose? Is your study higher than me? If it is not among my disciples, it is Qi Jingchun, it is about..."

When the old show seems to be "nonsense," shaking hands with both hands and bending your knees, you have to sit down and talk.

Only the Confucian saints and the five immortals in the Middle Ages can see the knowledge of someone in the same year. How is it like the sun, how to suppress the saints of the Second Church!

It is Cui Wei, a great national teacher who is deceiving the ancestors. When talking about this dusty history, it is also a generous look.

The man went straight.

The old man stopped the action of scaring people, and looked at him for a long time. He didn’t move. He should have left. This bite the golden jade. "Oh, it’s true, it’s still reasonable. I A large tank of water, no loss."

This time, leaving the Zhuzhu Dongtian, the tallest woman first held the old sword in the true sense, and smiled at Du Fu: "You seem to be almost as good as I thought."

The old man laughed and laughed: "Isn't it abandoning the ascendant's hands? I beat him down the jade, and I want to go there. I don't want to break my veins? Haha, this kicks the iron plate. Right, it’s not right, it’s an old sword, and you’re lucky, you’ve been alone for a long time, and you’ll be able to go out with you after you’ve gone out...”

The tall woman turned her head and blinked and said: "Look at my master!"

The old show just shrank his neck. "Reassured, I don't care less about peace than you."

Du Fu rolled up the sleeve tube and slowly said: "I haven't swallowed the sword boat, I am still a flying!"

The old man only pulled his mouth and waved his sleeves. The small heaven and earth canopy on the top of Du Fu’s head was already opened, just to let Du Fu alone, just like returning to the vast world.

Du Fu finally had some anger and ruin. The reason why the ascendant was unable to shrink in various caves, except for the turmoil that caused the departure of the heavens and the earth, was constrained by the Confucian rules, but it was not easy to be self-explanatory, and it was extremely easy to lead the way. Rolling!

The tall woman’s cross sword is in front of her, and she says: “Close.”

The old man nodded and really closed the skylight hole.

This time, Du Fu began to have a hint of panic, but his face was not reduced. "If you value the young man so much, are you really willing to exchange it with me?"

The tall woman smiled and said: "Is it reasonable to tell me now?"

The person who knows the time is Junjie.

Du Fu’s ambiguity has three purposes. He has the opportunity to break the incense of Wensheng’s veins. By the way, he can learn about the flying swords around Jianxiu. Second, some people want to test the bottom line of the Tianzhudong. It was for the Tongye dynasty to infiltrate the half of the bottle of Baoliang.

Now that two goals have been achieved, the first one is dispensable. He is not a Confucian student, and he does not need to consume his own way.

Practice on the mountain, respecting the power.

At least he has always advocated this point.

Winners gain momentum and win the winner.

The former is real and can be safe. As for the latter, in the eyes of Du Fu, it is completely nonsense. As long as it is dead on the avenue, even if it is called a martyr, it is not dead.

She gently gripped the old sword. "Before my master was in front of you, did you reason with him?"

Du Fu is a real villain. "His cultivation is now a waste. If it is not for the purpose of leading the sword, it is not qualified for me to say a word to him. You have it!"

The tall woman held a sword and raised a hand to make a gesture.

The old show only took out a picture of the mountains and rivers, "playing a little."

After seeing the unusual picture, Du Fu no longer hesitated to take back the sacred priests who could not be used. He also sacrificed the golden body, and smashed his shoulders into the small world and flew to the South China Sea. .

She did not catch up.

The old man smiled and threw the picture.

The tall woman disappeared in tandem with Du Fu’s golden body.

Then the scroll of the mountain river map hovered in front of the old show, as for the old world of the old dragon city, re-closed seamlessly, outside the old dragon city, except that the teacher can be slightly blinked, the rest, etc., still all silent Do not move.

On the scrolls, from time to time, there was a burst of twists and tears. It was the opening of the world by Du Fu’s golden body method, and it was caused by a sword.

It’s a pain to see the old show.

Less than a scent of Kung Fu, the old show was very determined, and he smacked a picture somewhere, then put away the picture in his sleeve.

The tall woman slowly walked out of the void, and the old sword was hung from the waist, and the sharp edge of the sharp sword was a bit faint.

She yawned and dragged a leg in her hand.

The monk Du Fu, who was promoted by Tong Yezhou, was so dragged by her from the picture.

She asked: "Just this... what is it?"

The old man wiped his forehead sweat, "Du Fu, Tong Yezhou, the strongest monk in addition to the East China Sea."

She sighed and threw the "corpse" into the side. "He has some side-effects. It should be the moment when the sky is broken. The yin is returning to the place. This body is just this... who is the **** of yang Outside body."

The old show is stunned. "It’s just outside the body. It’s no wonder that the Confucian who lived in the town will nod and promise. If there is no such trouble, it will be smashed in the school."

It’s just that the old show is speechless. “But even so, Du Fu also has the cultivation of the 12th.”

She sat cross-legged, sitting next to Chen Pingan, and once again carefully held him in his arms, she looked up into the distance, leisurely said: "Before my sword, twelve, thirteen, is there a difference?"

The old man whispered, "What about the swallowing sword boat?"

She absently said: "I removed the congenital suppression, used this weapon by his god, and then blew me up, or I came out early, I just want to know what is now called "Xianbing", what is it? Goods."

The old man wiped his forehead sweat. "How are you?"

The tall woman looked down at the white face and looked like a nightmare. Although she had been temporarily stopped by the old man, it would be very difficult. She stretched her finger and gently rubbed his eyebrows. Channel: "The stone cliff in the Tianzhu Mountain of the Zhuzhu Cave is the sword of my original owner. It was my own. It was only after so many years, I was too lazy to care about this. Later, I asked what I did. Small sales, he occupied 30% of the dragon platform."

The old man blinked at the tip of the old sword in her waist and smiled. "So, in the past few years, you have been grinding the sword with the dragon's dragon?"

She said indifferently: "It is the piece of Zhenwu Mountain. I want to leave this piece to my family."

The old show is sweating like rain.

She looked south. "This is not over yet."

The old man just shook his head: "Don't, don't finish, it's not finished, but you can't shoot it, let me come, this is for a small peace."

She nodded. "I will go back here. I will not come out for the time being. If I come out next time, I will find that you are so good. It will be fine. I will find you. You should be clear, in your way with the vast world." After that, only me in the world can kill you."

The old man smiled and said: "We are embarrassed by our own family, so fierce?"

Tall woman, white cuffs without wind and shaking, shaking her head: "It was good, because you have to accept him as a close disciple, there is a disaster today, if not half a family, you are the first to die."

The old man blinked his eyes: "Don't say anger, then, do you dare to talk about this idiot in front of your master?"

She said straightforwardly: "I won't say it. I will secretly do it. When Chen Ping refuses to recognize me, it is not my master."

The old show was speechless.

She waved her hand. After the little gift that she gave to Chen Pingan collapsed, three long strips of bluestone fell from the inside. They were all the dragons and dragons in the world, and they were small and small. A piece of floor tiles that is as large as a palace. She handed Chen Ping to the old show, "I went out to solve some small things."

The old show just said: "There is something to say."

The tall woman did not go to a certain place this time. She stepped out in the same step and came to someone.

It is the teaching of the Yuan Yingjian.

The tall woman stretched out her fingers and pulled out a flying sword from the hard work of the teacher. The **** clamped the head and tail of the flying sword, slightly added gravity, and pressed the flying sword out of a curve. .

In this small world, the old-fashioned eyes that can't move are full of pleading.

The tall woman turned her head slightly. "Come me? Otherwise, with my master, right, I promise you not to pinch the flying sword."

This is obviously unreasonable.

Wait a moment, the Yunlin Jiang’s teachings, where the immortal gods can speak in this small world, so the tall women continue to increase their strength, the arc is getting bigger and bigger, screaming, on the spot fold.

The teachings of the seven bleeds, Jin Dan cracked, Yuan Ying is even more mourning.

The tall woman smiled and said: "Your truth, I actually like it very much. I didn't wake up when my family was safe. I quickly said it, but I don't necessarily have such an opportunity in the future."

After she finished, she went straight up and went to the sea of ​​clouds above the old dragon city.

The green robe woman Fan Junmao continued to maintain the quirky sitting posture. After raising her head, her eyes were hot and awe. Fan Junmao’s first sentence was, “I didn’t know this young man beforehand, it’s your new owner!”

The tall woman hangs the old sword, stands in front of Fan Junmao, bends down and smiles and asks: "I don't know who is not guilty?"

Fan Junmao shook his head and said: "I don't know if it is a big sin, I recognize!"

The tall woman reached out and frowned. "How do you look like you were pitiful every day? You didn't sneak up to the arch bridge and cried to the sea of ​​clouds. It is today in the sea of ​​clouds, how can I kill you?" ?"

Fan Junmao is flying, "kill me and kill me, there is you, enough!"

The tall woman snorted, and the palm of her hand gently patted the end of the old sword, and cocked it up and rotated it. Then a sword pierced Fan Junmao’s heart and slowly provoked it in the air. “Is it enough? Don’t you? Know how many of you existed in the past?"

Fan Junmao's mouth oozes blood, but it is only a pleasure in a pair of eyes. "You haven't changed, you haven't changed. I know it, it's been 10,000 years, still, even if it's over 10,000 years, you won't change. ... As long as you are willing to come up with this spirit, the world will..."

The tall woman turned her head and glanced at the old dragon wall, and fell back to the ground from the sea of ​​clouds. The old sword was also pulled out from Fan Junmao's heart and returned to her waist.

Fan Junmao fell in the sea of ​​clouds, stunned his heart and fainted, but the sea of ​​clouds began to rush into her body.

On the other side of the old Dragon City Wall, Chen Pingan has already woke up, and then some stunned.

The old show has disappeared.

Then he saw the familiar figure slowly falling in front of him, hovering over the sky above the wall.

It is no longer a young man who is bitter and cold in the mud bottle lane. He whispered, "Is it wrong?"

She shook her head.

The young man promised: "I will be more careful next time, such as learning a yin and yang home. I thought I could solve it. I didn't expect that monk's realm..."

She still shook her head.

The young man asked: "Don't be disappointed with me?"

She shook her head again.

then.

Chen Pingxiao smiled and opened his eyes.

The same is true for tall women.

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