v6 Chapter 24： Wang Chun

Being sincere and trustworthy is one aspect of goodness.

Fu Suzhen can hardly believe that the spring will cut down Chu. It is not just a hearing of Ding Ning’s death and the spirit of embarrassment. It is because the Lushan League has just passed, and it is clear that the four dynasties in the Lushan Association will form a covenant. How can it be a covenant now? Exist?

When Sima was looking at him, he knew what he was thinking. He suddenly smiled coldly and said: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, no children will, not to mention adults."

Fusu swallowed a mouthful of water and looked up at Sima. He said: "There is no word, no idea."

"That is the words spoken in the book, unless everyone in the world is such a saint, not to mention that such a book will not be ■→■■■→ before you become a father, √.⊕$.⊥ know How much burned." Sima was cold and not merciless.

He has a high status, and at this time he is a prince teacher. He naturally understands what Zheng Shou wants him to teach, so he does not have to shun.

After saying this sentence, he lowered his head and continued to look at the case. The brow was unconsciously picked up slightly. He thought in his heart that Yuan Wu and Zheng Shou are not such simple and kind fools, that Fusu Who is it like?

With this in mind, his attention is not on these files.

The light of his eyes swept over the side of Fusu. What appeared in his mind was the many pictures of the man in Changling, but his heart felt more and more similar.

Although time is not right, can it really be hidden?

Sima's eyes narrowed slightly.

His heart is inexplicably cold.

Even though the Queen had made many things in Changling that made the two phases and the Holy See seem unacceptable, the relationship between the Holy Spirit and the Queen seemed to remain intimate.

But if it is a completely normal husband and wife, will these things remain intimate?

......

"The worm of the hundred feet, dead but not stiff, but how many winds and waves can you pick up?"

When the literati-like Sima was thinking coldly about the palace, the distance was very close to a border town of Wushan. In the fine snow, Wei Wuzhen stood at the highest point of the city, and Mori said coldly.

Wei Wuzhen is the Weihou in the wrong mouth of Sima, and is the longest one in the 13th Hou of Daqin.

At this time, he had to be silver, but his body was standing upright but it was unusually straight and tall. This kind of atmosphere like an iron tower could not help but remind him of the former general of the Tiger and Wolf Army.

A little bit of white snow accumulates on his black armor, but it is also a layer of thousands of mountains and cold snow.

"Even if Lin Boiled wine escaped from the big floating prison, what is the use of the swords in the Bashan sword field?"

"The descendants of the nine dead silkworms are different today."

He looked at the Chu border in the distant snow, and the sarcasm on his face became more and more intense. "So you don't have to do any useless considerations, the battle between Bashan sword field and the holy... unless Wang Jingmeng comes back to life, otherwise I don't think at all that the people at Bashan Jianchang can pose any threat to the holy and the queen."

The person standing behind him was also wearing a black iron armor, but wearing a cloak with a black towel on his face, could not see the face, and replied softly: "Wei Hou, let me not worry, But some time ago, it was not dead by An Baoshi. The Lingxu Jianmen split the two ends without any warning. It was not enough to compete with the Jianshan swords. The Holy and the Queens worked hard for ten years and paid for the water. As for the 岷Shan Jianzong, the meaning of Baili Suxue, is invisible to anyone. But at least, whether he is still a net glass, who is favored at the Shaoshan sword meeting is also very clear."

"An bouldering?"

Wei Wuzhen suddenly laughed and turned to look at this person. "The whole Changling, for nearly a hundred years, the person with the highest talent, is naturally Wang Jingmeng. But after him, the highest talent is Bai Qi. Rather than bouldering. As long as Bai Qi and his army are there, the changes in these sects will not affect the overall situation."

"What is the most powerful and terrible thing in the Bashan sword field?"

After the pause, he looked at the man and said, "It is those people who are not just practitioners, not just masters, but most people are leading generals. But now Daqin 13 Hou, Zhengwu Division, and Bashan Sword How many games are there?"

"So don't think about what to leave for yourself. At this time, the holy and the queen, the last thing I want to see is the wall of grass."

Finally, the old prince looked at the man with the black scarf behind him, calmed down, then turned and looked at Chu, whispered: "My age is already big, and the last glory of Moshoucheng is forced to suppress. I have practiced Zongmen more, and I have several chances to lead the army. My brilliance will be in Chu in this spring."

"Resurrection?"

The man with the black scarf is silent, but the inexplicable flash in his mind is such four words.

The corner of his mouth under the black towel began to sneak a smile.

Although this is absolutely impossible, but now the holy and the queen, that is the intimacy of the two people, is not the fear of these four words?

Even if Wei Wuzhen had such a long talk with him, his thoughts at this time were still different from Wei Wuzhen.

......

It is naturally impossible to resurrect.

Unless it is not dead at all.

Just why didn't you die?

When consciousness returns to the mind of An Baoshi, he is also confused and shocked.

There is no emotion of joy.

A strange buoyancy entrusted him, obviously a cold current, but did not let him drown.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but he was powerless, and then he could not see any color, just a piece of black.

So he instinctively fell into the strange Heihe River, the water seems to flow gently in one direction, and the water droplets splashing into the mouth are bitter, bitter to his constant vomiting. Then he intuitively felt that his eyes had collapsed and could not see anything.

I can't see any scenes, but the perception is getting clearer.

He felt that the important, unobstructed meridians in his body had broken into many cuts.

The most important thing is that his sea is empty.

There are several cracks, and the big one seems to pass through the body from his body.

His cultivation is exhausted.

His anger is also broken.

His body was also abolished, leaving a lot of wounds that could not be healed. This is the hidden injury that the practitioner said.

Then he gradually thought about why he could live, and his body became colder.

When he passed the void, he was cut through the body of Qi Zong, but the power of the predecessor who created the void in the past was stronger than Qi Zong. The power of the virtual space suppressed the sword. The eruption, even the squeezing of his flesh, in an incredible situation, glued the hard-cut body that had been cut.

I don’t know how long this time lasted, but now it seems that at least his flesh and blood bones are connected together and grow up, but some meridians, but they are therefore misplaced.

Then there is definitely something going on, so that he has become alive with the body that is not as good as ordinary people.

This is a real miracle.

But everything is abolished, even the eyes are smashed, so that death and resurrection, what is the point?

An boulder wants to cry.

But he didn't even have the strength to cry, and he couldn't even make any sound.

He just felt that his body was getting colder and he was getting more and more uncomfortable.

He missed all the time in Changling, especially the snow and ice, the warm spring sun.