Eternal Gate Chapter 430

Crooked neck tree: is a tree that grows crooked.

This kind of tree is not only quite ornamental, but also can hang clothes and hang things.

And Young Master Zhao played well today...that legendary "thing".

"He is young, if I don't **** you, Lao Tzu will not be named Zhao."

Zhao Yun cursed secretly, and it was Xiu'er named Moon God who had cheated him.

Look at the Moon God, who only cultivates the moon conscientiously, and his demeanor represents everything: being hung up is also a kind of practice. Mainly in recent days, my mood is not very good, seeing Zhao Yun being hung here, it is more comfortable.

"Good tree." Ling Feizhu patted and patted under the tree.

At this moment, he has given Zhao Yun dozens of thumbs up.

You bull! Three beauties of Zizhufeng, a master and two elder sisters, you have all been molested.

"Find a rag and put it on my mouth."

Zhao Yun drooped his head, and he had no love.

I've been to Zizhu Peak for so long, and I've been the worst hit this time. Look at the footprints on this body and the palm prints on this face. They are all Yunyan's masterpieces. When they arrive, neither of the two senior sisters have gotten in nor Yunyan. When you think of him as a human being, he was beaten to death, and his whole body was hurt!

"I'm good at this job." Ling Fei found a rag.

When it was over, Zhao Yun was stuck in his mouth.

Good stuff, stuff safe.

If the security is not complete, is Xiu'er still holding a big move?

"It deserves to be beaten to death."

Not far away, Chi Yan and Mu Qinghan's beautiful eyes were on fire.

It's not enough to tune in. Master, you dare to tune in.

If the look in his eyes can kill, Zhao Gongzi is probably drinking the second bowl of Meng Po soup.

Yun Yan is also there, so it's strange that her complexion looks good.

If her eyes could kill people, Meng Po Tang would not have to drink, and her soul would disappear.

Yes, she said dancing and dancing, but it was amusement. I didn't expect this little thing to dare to say, and the master also has a bad mood, just like that Xiuer, the consequences...very serious.

"You master, what you say is nothing!" Moon God sighed.

Zhao Yun didn't reply to her, he had to slow down, his brain is still buzzing.

However, he said what he said, don't wait for him to take off, don't wait for him to enshrine the gods, and be the first to clean up the moon god, this lady is so bad, she hasn't pitted him for so long, thinking that Xiu'er is good.

Unexpectedly, what about waiting for him?

Before long, someone came up.

Before I saw anyone, I heard a domineering and violent shout:

"Ji Hen, get out."

It's Wei Zhan's servant, and his master.

Obviously it is to settle accounts.

The reason why he came after a few days was because his master was in retreat.

Only when I left the customs today, seeing the disciple being beaten so miserably, thunder was furious on the spot.

Seeing Zhao Yun, the two were taken aback.

This product should have been beaten, and it was beaten miserably.

How miserable! The master who was so miserable to Wei Zhan... is embarrassed to ask the teacher.

"Senior Brother Murong, why are you so angry."

Yun Yan made a faint sound, and there was still a flame burning in his beautiful eyes.

This expression made a good statement: Don't mess with me, my mother is in a bad mood today.

"Your Ji Hen maimed my disciple in the secret mansion."

Elder Murong said coldly, and came to Xingshi to ask the crime, and the momentum was full.

He was pretty good, and Wei Zhan beside him almost ran over to bite someone.

"He first put the poisonous needle on Junior Brother." Mu Qing said coldly.

At the critical moment, be consistent with the outside world! I'll talk about being molested later.

"Wei Zhang...but there is such a thing." Yunyan left the pavilion.

"I...I did it unintentionally." Wei Zhang was a little bit confused.

"Then you deserved to be beaten." Yunyan's words didn't cover up.

Unintentional move? Do you really think the old lady is a fool? Was it unintentional... I didn't know it?

"Don't say much, baby hand it over." Elder Murong stretched out his hand immediately, angrily.

Cang Dang!

Yun Yan didn't talk nonsense, and threw away a knife, "Come... hack him!"

As soon as these words came out, Elder Murong also persuaded him, and he had to dare to cut Ji Hen! If you dare to do it, Yang Xuanzong will invite him to drink tea when he turns back. As for how to drink it, it's hard to say.

"Baby hand it over, forget about it." Elder Murong said.

"I don't want money, I'm going to die." Yunyan's reply was also simply and neatly.

"You..." Elder Murong was speechless for a while.

"Wait for me." This guy was really shocked and flung his sleeves and left.

Where are you going, it's best to go to the Discipline Hall and find someone to make a comment. Yunyan is too angry today, and she wants to find someone to spread the fire, and even the guys are showing up, so... it is not suitable to put aside this pretense.

People are gone, things are endless.

Passing by Zhao Yun, Yunyan wanted to give him another meal.

Fortunately, Ling Fei was sensible enough, he smiled and asked the master to leave, but he couldn't fight anymore.

Zhao Yun was quite honest, and shook with the wind.

You can't talk to women...especially female masters...to be reasonable and to be beaten.

"You have to thank me." The Moon God took a deep breath, and said something very deep. Your original **** is indispensable for resisting beatings like this. You have been beaten too much, and your skin is thick, so naturally you will resist beatings.

"I thank you eight generations of ancestors." Zhao Yun's face was extremely black.

This farce comes fast and goes fast.

At some point, Ling Fei slipped down the mountain, always feeling safer under the mountain.

The master is a tigress, and if he catches anyone, if he doesn't hit him comfortably, he will probably beat him up.

He was gone, and a bunch of talents came up.

It was Su Yu and the others, they listened to Ling Fei.

I'm here mainly to express... my most cordial condolences.

By the way...take a picture.

Zhao Yun ignored it, and some people just owed it.

After I changed my strength, I cleaned up one by one, and filmed...your sister.

Night came again quietly.

Is Zhao Yun still hanging there? I didn't even let me eat.

Regarding the importance of brothers, Ling Fei is holding a small rice bowl and feeding him mouthfuls? I was afraid that Yun Yan would be awakened. The master had already spoken during the day and was going to be hungry for three days and three nights.

Being hung up does not delay someone's cultivation.

At night, there are more bones clicking, and there are more thunder and lightning tears.

It's Zhao Yun...in the silent training of the body and soul, time is precious, and it can't be left unused. In the middle of the night, no one is seen, and no one will come to ask him for his secrets, so he will be pushed to the Red Flame Marshal.

The female coach is at the border and should not be able to return in a short time.

He closed his eyes again, and meditated on the earth spirit curse.

Although he had no artistic conception, he seemed to be able to hear the whispers of the Spirit Race woman in his ears. The half of his cheeks, he became more familiar with the more he thought about it, he must have seen it, and for a while... can't remember which one.

In consciousness, the Moon God has fixed the moon.

At this moment, the girl is already lying down... still lying comfortably.

Taking the time, she also glanced at Zhao Yun, and wondered if...this time she was too silly.

It's okay... he resisted.

How about saying that she is a god? The reasons are all set.

This is life, and there may be many unsatisfactory...just bear it.

"Comfortable." The Moon God was quite comfortable and slowly sank into sleep.

I haven't had a good night's sleep for several days since the moon collapsed, and I didn't forget to curse before going to bed.

Zhao Yun is a motivated child.

People are sleeping, so he puts that secret method on him.

The earth spirit curse of the spirit race is broad and profound, and infinite in mystery. It has been comprehended in a few days and the essence is obtained. If he is allowed to stand on the ground at this moment, he will be able to borrow more of the power of the earth and learn more deeply.

Xu was lost in mind, and he fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.

Maybe it was because I didn't sleep in the bed, or even my consciousness drifted away, and I had a dream by the way.

In his dream, he seemed to see a fairyland, a vast and boundless fairyland, with majestic mountains and horizontal and horizontal rivers, and it was difficult to see clearly. It was because of the clouds and mists, the haziness, the faint light of the fairy. Once it blooms, it is The eternal and immortal ones, as well as the palaces and halls, are as tall as a mountain, engraved with eternal imprints, vicissitudes, primitive simplicity, magnificence...like a god-level civilization.

"This is...Where." He muttered, no one could hear.

He is like a wandering soul, wandering in the eternal wonderland of dreams.

He can't distinguish between the real and the illusion, because of this feeling, sometimes real and sometimes illusory.

"Very familiar." He murmured again.

Indeed, he seemed to have been to this eternal wonderland in his dream.

I heard from the elders that dreaming about the place you seem to have met before is your past life.

boom!

When his consciousness was blurred, he heard a loud roar.

Even in his dreams, he couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously looked up.

Upon entering the eye, I saw a hand.

That's right, it is a hand that covers the sky and is huge, with eternal lines engraved between the palms and fingers, and the flashing light is also covered with eternal colors. It is like a hand that destroys the world, with its own power to destroy the sky and the earth.

Well...!

He snorted, because this dream hurts.

When I look again, there are many people in the fairyland in the dream. Each of them is wearing armor, and everyone's back is as tough as a monument. It is difficult to destroy any power, as if the sky is full of gods, all looking at that big hand, each The light in the eyes is like a torch, full of hatred and war.

"All beings...all ants."

There is such a sentence that resounds through the wonderland of dreams.

Zhao Yun shuddered again, just because these words were too majestic and cold, as if God had pronounced a sentence, with a magical power that made people unable to disobey or dared to disobey, and he wanted to kneel down.

war!

The roar is full of fairyland, and the sky is full of gods.

Of course, the Destroyer is too strong and terrifying, and the gods can't stop it.

Zhao Yun saw one **** after another, being crushed into fly ashes. The gods were tragic and extremely dazzling, dyed the vast fairyland in this dream with a bright red blood.

boom!

When the big hand fell, there was only a stalwart figure left.

He should be the last god.

He also ran out of oil, the lamp withered, staggered, like waterfall-like hair, strands of snow turned white; the eternal armor, inch by inch turned into fly ash, but his eyes are still so firm, engraved The immortal will hides the immortal obsession, struggling to hold on to the last glorious touch, even if the darkness is twilight, even if all the light is annihilated, it can't hide his eternity.

"Humanity commander? A joke."

It was still that majestic and cold word.

It was the hand that covered the sky and destroyed.

war!

Accompanied by a roar from the soul, the last god...against the sky slammed up.

At that moment... Zhao Yun was moved.

I don't know if the dream is too real or the drama is too deep, there are tears in the corners of my eyes.

The last **** obliterated the last inch of light in the dimness of tears.

"Eternal Heaven... this is not the end of life."

"One day...the humanitarian commander will reunite."

The last inch of light, surviving words of vicissitudes, resounded with illusory dreams.

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