Sword of Coming Chapter 222

In Luoshan Mountain, behind the bamboo building, a small pond is newly opened. The water is clear and there is no fish, and the empty pond is not known. Wei Wei is often squatting here. When I look at it, I can see the first half of the hour. I have to look at the girls in Tsing Yi and the girls in the last half of the year. I will stare at the pond and don't let the outsiders get close. Guy, Wei Wei even let the black snake that gave birth to the golden thread under the belly, moved out of the cave nest, and waited around the bamboo building.

After Chen Ping's departure, Tsing Yi's children did not compare, not to mention the coldness of the spring. The sun was warming every day, and the practice was lax. The girls in the pink dress reminded him twice. The children in Tsing Yi have a word, which is called slack, thick and thin, but Called three days to fish for two days.

Today, Wei Wei came to the bamboo building again. Tsing Yi's child's fart was followed. Before he asked, Wei Wei only said that he would wait and see, that is, he would not want to break the truth, and that Tsing Yi's children would scratch their lungs all day. I can't wait to show my true body, jump into the pond and squat at the end of the day, just to avoid the identity of Wei Wei's identity, and the feminine temper of the mountain god's laughing knife. This Yujiang water snake is hard to suppress curiosity, so as not to be sent under the fence. At the same time, you must be wearing small shoes.

Wei Wei was still kneeling by the pond today, carefully gazing at the tiny water flow in the pond. It seems that there is a pool of stagnant water. In fact, it is not the case. The root of the mountainous water transport at the foot of the mountain is not in the mountain temple of the mountain. In the bamboo building, the water transport is in front of the pond. The mountain **** Song Shuzhang had sinned the Beiyue Zhengshen, and it was also the authentic color of the singer. It is to keep his mouth shut, not to divulge. Since it was the will of the imperial court, Song Yuzhang was no longer entangled. As for his own cultivation, he was bound by the imprisonment and could not completely rule over the Lushan Mountain. Song Yuzhang looked very weak.

However, the relationship between Song Yuzhang and the boss, Wei Wei, is farther and farther.

Tsing Yi's child is also kneeling by the pond. He doesn't even know where the water is from the pond. From Wei's identity, as long as it's within the jurisdiction of “Dabei Beiyue”, moving the mountains and transporting water is a breeze.

The children in Tsing Yi's eyes glared at the clear water of the pond. They only hated that they could not see a little clue. He did not notice Wei Wei, who was squatting around him. On his own plate, his face was tight, his forehead was sweating, his shoulders were like mountains, he wanted There is no way to get up.

As time passed by, the boring Tsing Yi children yawned, only to find Wei Wei standing next to a stranger, bending his waist, hands behind, smiled and stared at the pond, he was wearing a robe, the top of the lotus crown, age Gently, it looks pretty, it's just not very serious. It's like watching the palm of your hand, and taking the opportunity to steal the little hands of the girls. If it's been in the vicinity of Yujiang, it's hot and tempered. How far away is this young Taoist priest, and now there is more ups and downs in Longquan County. Tsing Yi's children converge a lot, just thinking that there is a golden body of Beiyue Zhengshen, there is also a What is the fear of the horrific martial arts master?

Tsing Yi children quickly stood up and ran up the scorpion. "Hey, hello, you, this priest, you are so unsophisticated, you don't say hello, you come in? You don't know my grandfather, Chen Ping, is the owner of the whole mountain. And there is a **** snake with a thief near the bamboo building. I like to eat people. You can survive. I have to lose my grandfather every day. I persuade the **** snake to eat fast, or you will eat fast, otherwise you will, 哼Humph!"

Tsing Yi children have arms around their chests and their noses are facing the sky.

Laughing in my heart, wow haha, I have been wronged for so long, and I finally met a common man who can reprimand a few words! It's not easy. When I think of this, the younger the Tsing Yi children, the more pleasing the young Taoist people are, the more they want to be brothers and brothers.

"This way, so to talk about the poor road to support your blessing, escaped a catastrophe." The young Taoist smiled brightly, and quickly thanked.

This stranger of the stranger is in the eyes of the children of Tsing Yi. Compared with the gloomy smile of Wei Wei's needles in the cotton, this buddy can be too sincere, but Tsing Yi's child is bitten in the Longquan County. The well ropes were mixed with some grass and trees. Then they carefully looked at the people again. After confirming that there was no weather for practicing the gentleman, they almost burst into tears and swayed all the way. They jumped up and shot on the shoulders of young people. "Thank you, my grandfather, Chen, said before he went down the mountain. When he was not at home, I would have to shoulder the burden and be the master of the house. As a guest, how can you be shocked?"

On the back window of the bamboo building, the bare-footed old man saw this scene and smiled and said: "You have the ability to take the shoulder of the Taoist."

Tsing Yi's child was alert and looked up at the young Taoist. He looked at the crazy old man on the second floor window and looked at the lotus crown worn by the head. He tentatively asked: “Let's have something to say. Ah, are you a Taoist ten-day real person, or a heavenly king in the eleventh world?"

The young Taoist smiled and shook his head. "Not at all."

Tsing Yi children are dubious, whispered: "This man, we walked in the rivers and lakes, no matter how high or low the level of cultivation, pay attention to a sincere person, can not deceive people?"

The young Taoist nodded: "I really don't lie to you."

Below the 10th border, I can't beat myself in Luoshan Mountain. This is not the same as Wei Wei and the crazy old man. If you still dare to shrink, you can't say it!

Tsing Yi's child quickly measured it and felt that he was in an invincible position. He suddenly smiled and jumped up and took a look at the shoulder of the Taoist. “I will see you when you see it, don't be discouraged, Taoist Yuan Ying's Land gods, you have been working hard for hundreds of years, always a little hope, really can't, after bullying, then report my name, you say that you know... Yujiang Langli small white strip, or Luoshan Xiaolong Wang, how about these two nicknames? A romantic, a prestige..."

The old man on the second floor laughed and smiled at the Tsing Yi children. "Small water snake, count your skills, if you don't die today, you will be bragging for a lifetime!"

The child in Tsing Yi swallowed his throat, his eyes turned, and he coughed. He pulled his head and retreated. His mouth was chanting "cultivation to practice, and today's practice can not be delayed."

The young Taoist smiled and nodded warmly: "The practice is not to slack off, walk around, the poor road has a little experience for practice, you ask me to answer, you can help your staff."

Then Tsing Yi's child had a flower in front of him and suddenly found someone walking side by side with himself. This is not surprising. It's strange that Wei Wei is there, and there are people lying there. What's even more strange is the second floor window, there are people and bare feet. The old man is standing opposite, and behind the bamboo house, behind the silly girl who probes the brain, there is a person who accompanied her to look at it.

One by one is the young Taoist wearing a lotus crown!

Tsing Yi's child closed his eyes and pretended to touch the scorpion forward. “I can't see anything, I can't see anything. I'm sleepwalking, I'm sleepwalking...”

On the other side of the bamboo building, the girls in the pink skirts are stunned by the big eyes. Compared to the disrespect of the children in Tsing Yi, she is more curious than fear. The "one" young person standing next to her, with her hands on her sleeves, looks at the wall. The one-of-kind text that appeared appeared, nicknamed the strange saying: "The word is still so interesting, it is not helpful... haha, the secret can not be revealed."

On the second floor, the young Taoist leaned against the window sill and smiled and said: "I heard that you want to fight?"

The bare-footed old man first used the Confucian parents to pay respects to the Cui family, and then straightened up, stepped back two steps, and held a fist in Wufu's position. One or two!"

The young Taoist pretending to be stunned and relieved, smiled haha: "It's just a good idea to say that it's just one or two. If you ask for 3,456, the poor road is really difficult. After all, now you are in the world, your legs are like mud. It's not fast, it's not high.”

Next to the pond, the young Taoist and Wei Wei shouldered and asked: "Wei Dashan God, can you tell the poor road, the water in the pond, and the golden lotus seed planted inside?"

Wei Wei still can't get up, only to smile with a smile: "Returning to teach the ancestors, the water is the eve of the destruction of the gods, I secretly let people take out the 30,000 pounds of spring water. That golden lotus seed is the **** of the gods The old antiques, even the royal family and the Qin Tianjian old man were unclear, but only passed down from generation to generation as a collection. After the Shenshui country died, the escape passed through the Qidun Mountain, and I met it. Finally, I got this seed. I wondered if I could rely on the water of Lingquan to breed a purple lotus flower that only has a small lotus hole in the legend.

Because Wei Wei is the **** of Beiyue, the master of all the mountains, and the fate of one, but this is both a good time and a good place, but sometimes the natural disasters will become the burden of the landscape, when the lotus crown is around, Wei Wei was trampled by the Taoist and could not move. Even if the Taoist only stepped on the lonely mountain, it was actually the same as stepping on the top of Wei Wei.

If the Taoist stepped on the foot of the fallen mountain, then Wei Wei may be in the golden body of the top of the mountain, and will break off most of his arms.

The young Taoist shook his head and retorted: "It is not only the small lotus hole genius, the Longhushan Tianshifu in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, there are also three excellent purple lotuses with good looks. The growth is not bad, up to a dozen."

Wei Wei is speechless.

The Taoist people are the world of Taoism, and the three disciples under the ancestral home are Lu Shen.

In the Qing Dynasty, Taoism is divided into three teachings. These three teachings are taught, and the status is sublime and supernatural. It is equivalent to the sacred, holy, and sacred in the world.

Lu Shen took a picture of Tsing Yi's head and smiled. “Well, don't pretend to be dumb. If you really want to treat you like a poor road, do you think this is useful?”

Tsing Yi's children have not yet known the identity of Lu Shen, but the key to the hand of the lotus crown is that in the face of Wei Wei and the old madman, Tsing Yi's child knows that he has hit the iron plate again, and Most likely, this time is harder than any previous one.

"This" Lu Shen accompanied the children of Tsing Yi to the cliffside and smiled and asked: "Have you ever heard of this allusion?"

Tsing Yi child raised his back and rubbed his forehead and choked: "I heard that."

Lu Shen asked: "How do you feel? Tell your heart."

Tsing Yi's child sobbed: “Just think it's fun.”

Lu Shen said with emotion: "The scorpion can teach."

Tsing Yi's child suddenly crouched down and hugged his head with his hands. He was obsessed with looking into the distance, and his face was so poor that he couldn't be loved.

A little missed Chen Ping, if he is around, even if the realm of this master is not enough, but Tsing Yi children will feel more peace of mind.

Lu Shen showed a smattering look of kindness, looking down at the dull little guy, and whispered, "Small water snake, do you want to follow the poor road to the world?"

Tsing Yi's child raised his head, his face was full of tears, his face was wrinkled, his mouth was squatting, and he said bitterly: “If I refuse, will you raise your foot and smash my head?”

Lu Shen smiled and shook his head. "Of course not. The poor road will only move away from the pond. Because the spring water inside is also good, the golden lotus seed is worth mentioning. It is all the things left by the poor road in this world. Then Chen Ping loses one. The pile has a big chance. You don't often think of yourself as a hero, do you mix and drink, don't talk about loyalty? What do you do for Chen Ping?”

Tsing Yi's child slowly shook his head and his eyes were tearful. “I don't speak loyalty once or twice, and Chen Ping will not blame me.”

Lu Shen helped his forehead, and encountered such a non-opening goods, but also no problem, then, the chance has not arrived, so first.

He sighed and said to Tsing Yi's child: "Go back and talk to Chen Pingan, the water pond, he owes me a favor, and later is to pay back. As for you, when you go to Jianghua, you can go through the whole If you can support the upper half of the continent, you can succeed if you can support it. When you can let Chen Ping help you escort, well, this is what he needs to return to the poor."

Tsing Yi's child tentatively asked: “Why is Xian Chang so good to me?”

Lu Shen saw through the little guy's mind, and did not have a good air: "One, the poor road is not your relatives or ancestors who have been lost for many years. Second, the poor road can not look at your eyes after the phlegm." Third, the poor road Point you once, because your birth is special, and you can't ask you again later, whether you want to go to the world."

This land sinks and disappears.

Tsing Yi children looked up, and the silly girl and Wei Wei did not have the lotus crown.

Instantly breaking into laughter, shaking the big swing to the girl in the pink skirt on the side of the bamboo building, the high-spirited: "Stupid girl, knowing not! The old fairy long boasted that my talent is too good, almost will kneel down to accept me as a disciple, I also said that I would like to take me to the world to eat spicy and spicy! Who, I recognize, Chen Chengping as a master, it is necessary to talk about the righteousness of the rivers and lakes right? Then he did not hesitate to refuse, you did not see the old In the eyes of Xianchang, there were glittering tears in his eyes. Hey, poor old fairy has a heart of sincerity. It's strange to blame Chen's good luck, and accept me such a small book boy, and blame me for being too loyal! Oh, right. , silly girl, old fairy long told you?"

The girl in the pink skirt raised a small hand, and the golden light on it was shining. She said: "The old fairy talked to me about the rules of writing. Finally, I said that you will be nonsense. I want to do it for you and enjoy you."

Crisp and sweet.

Tsing Yi's child was smashed on the face by Jin Guang's palm. The whole person swayed in the air for a few laps before falling to the ground. The children in Tsing Yi squatted on the ground and simply died.

Wei Wei stood by the pond and looked at the second floor of the Jingzhu Building. He was worried.

The ancient Shu State, a private residence called "Damao House", a tall and handsome scholar, with a bit of morbid pale on his face, is eating a steamed squid, a special left-handed Silver hook, right hand with a pair of green bamboo chopsticks, slowly eating this meal seasonally delicious, there is a pot of ancient tribute jewellery at hand, from time to time put down the chopsticks and drink a bite.

At the table of the scholars, there are four top martial arts masters and martial artists in the ancient Shu State.

A martial artist who is a martial artist at the top of the martial arts. He is self-taught and has a lot of heart-wrenching. He has a lot of praise in the rivers and lakes of the ancient Shu Kingdom and the surrounding countries. He is recognized as a man of merit and no virtue. The admirers firmly believe in this master. As long as it is a sword repair of the next five sects outside of any of the sects, you can win the battle.

An assassin of the four borders, who is not masked, is an inconspicuous and honest man, but his face is covered with fake dough. This person is the owner of the ancient country, and the purchase of the tower is a famous number. The country's assassin agency means fair prices. Employers only need to spend money on wooden boxes to receive the rewards of Pearl.

He once personally took the next business, assassinated the five-level practicing qi, and almost succeeded. If the other party has a magic weapon that is secretly passed, I am afraid he will succeed. After that, the purchase of the tower suffered a round of revenge, and almost disappeared, but during this period, the purchase of the tower also showed enough blood, at any cost, specifically to assassinate the descendant of the fairy travel, The long entanglement of more than 20 years, one almost destroyed, one hurts and bones, and finally, under the personal mediation of the ancient Shu Guoguo, the two sides ceased fighting.

In this way, the Jianghu martial art, not only have the lingering and suffocating, but also have the temperament of being so eager to tear the gods down the mountain.

The other two practicing qi, the enchanting woman is a spy-born, good at making poison, the means are endless, people can't prevent it, can make people's spirits corrupt, whether it is Jianghu Wufu or the mountain gods, they are not willing to provoke this "snake lady ".

But another martial artist is a strange face that has never appeared in the ancient dynasty.

It is very simple to be able to bring these four great people together. The young man who is like a scholar who is going to Beijing to study for a scholar is the Guzheng National Teacher.

After eating the delicious and delicious fragrant peach squid, he took three sheets of paper from his sleeves, each painted a portrait, bending his fingers, knocking on a teenager carrying a raft in the middle, and laughing: "The treasury There is a magic weapon in the Xuanzi, who successfully intercepted this person, you can take it away. Say well in advance, this boy is very likely to be a six-state sword repair, the three pure Buddha is just an illusion, don't be him I am blind. I only charge the head, as for how to kill, I don't care. The other two, if they kill, there will be some color, you can rest assured."

The three men left, only the one who was not famous.

He smiled and said: "The teacher of Chu, the generosity of others, is not very good?"

The scholar smiled and asked: "I mean what you mean, or what does the emperor mean?"

The man is silent.

The scholar smiled and said: "As long as you get your head back, don't you do it? Things are still in the Chu's treasury, but it's just a hand on my side."

The man snorted and turned away.

After a short stay in Nanzhao, the snoring mountain raft continued to lift off and the wind blew south.

The barge sails over the south of the central part of Baopingzhou, and it is still a good time for the light and windy.

At dusk this day, the old Confucian robes who had lost a tooth, walked out of the unique luxury garden, came to the bow, and the vision of the day fell into the West, and the scene was magnificent.

Old Confucian students have been watching this way, unconsciously, standing next to a woman who is also going out for a walk, with the handle of the name of the Luzhou's small flying sword "掣电", as a nephew, she is also really strange I think, of course, it's a very big deal.

There is a bead pendant at the end of the electric power. The reason is even more strange. It is the woman's father. She is afraid that the speed of the electric power is too fast, and the daughter can't control it. So she found a bead that was obtained from the secret of a dragon palace. Re-spin the sword to pierce the hanging beads to slow the speed of flying.

Old Confucian students did not turn their heads and looked forward to the young woman who had "revenge" soon. The old man smiled on his face, his lips did not move, but he quietly passed his heart: "Little girl, you should not come to see me, be careful to show your feet, when You will not be able to spoil you any more."

The young woman's face was indifferent, and she replied with a heartfelt voice: "Mr. Sword, why do you want to do this, you have no relatives, no children, no disciples..."

The old Confucian raised his hand and licked the skull cap. This time, he no longer covered it. He said it directly in words. He smiled and said: "If the girl really doesn't like the gentleman, she said it directly, don't feel a If a man is a good person, he must like it. If he meets a man he likes, he or she will not necessarily be a bad man.

The young woman's face is reddish.

The old man said with emotion: "Bumpy for a lifetime, the whole world is home, but I feel that it is still a small courtyard on this ship. It can make people feel calm. Fortunately, before taking the boat, I brought a box of books and opened the door every day. This is the sea of ​​clouds. The mountains and rivers, the moon and the moon, are pleasing to the eye. Going back to the door, it is a table of books, moral articles, you can cultivate your heart..."

The young woman sighed softly.

This southern Yunnan calendar is her embarrassing arrangement, saying that she wants her to go out.

At first, I thought that my father wanted to match her with the gentleman, until the Datong dynasty's Wutongshan Ferry, I realized that it was not that simple.

Just yesterday, she only knew the real inside story, only to know that this sword is actually the key piece.

A big game of chess.

She even thought that she would be abandon.

The old man in the cap waved his hand. "Let's go, I am not a handsome guy. You are a big yellow niece. Watching the sunset with a bad old man here, you don't feel embarrassed, I still feel uncomfortable."

The young woman left silently, returned to the yard, held her breath, and waited for the arrival of the change.

The nickname is Mr. Jian's old monk of the Luluzhou, squatting, licking the mouth, taking off the hat, and taking two shots, throwing out the barge and throwing away with the wind, "Go, old man."

The old man looked back to the north. When he was young, he used to be a reading seed for the qualification of the gentleman of the Luluzhou. However, his temper was too stinky, and he was proud of his arrogance. Every day until the end of the year, he was in the middle of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred meal. It's not a singularity to be a scholar.

Later, when I was not at home, the old man would never be able to export.

The old Confucian scholar who had no hat was returned to the small courtyard. The deacon of the mountain was beaten to him. The old man was a little embarrassed, but his face was as usual, he said hello, joking, making people feel more cordial. The uncle who is not ridiculous, the lady of the sorrowful sorrow, the Mr. Sword, is really "cute".

In the twilight, the old man returned to the house, took the Confucian classics and sat in the yard, and did not read the book, just closed his eyes and began to fight.

The Baoguanzhou map below the barge is a territory of the Zhuying Dynasty. It is the most powerful dynasty of the Baojuan sword repair. It is said that the Fengxue Temple Land Sword Xian Wei Jin first walked the rivers and lakes and stayed in the Zhu Ying Dynasty. The longest time, several times of life and death, the opponents are the famous sword repair with Zhu Ying Dynasty.

The Zhu Ying Dynasty is the leading force in the south-central part of Bao Ping Chau. It is a small country with more than a dozen. In terms of land area, it is only after the north annexed the Lushi dynasty, and Zhu Ying's many emperors' dragons. Among the sons and grandsons, there are two people who have decided to abandon the throne in the early days. There are two people in the Nine Kingdoms, and one of the four royal offerings, a ten-day sword repairer, once known as the first person under the Five Kingdoms The Li Leijing of the Wind Thunder Park, three times in a row, lost three times, but the gap is limited, otherwise Li Yujing will not agree to the two challenges behind.

Previously, the two great dynasties to the north of the Lake College, fighting hard to fight each other, both sides are very wounded, the Zhu Ying Dynasty, not far from the south, watching the fire across the bank, up and down the rush, is very gloating.

Baojuan State is a country, but it is a veritable "dynasty".

The Northern Lushi dynasty was already a smoky slogan. It is said that the ancestors of the royal family hanged, the wells that cast the wells, and the survivors of the wells were also turned into criminal remnants. They were forced to go to the mountains to eat the earth. Dagu Gao's lonely palm is hard to beat, and then to the south, it is the two dying dynasties that have been raging in the heat. Even the last point left by the ancestors has been put into the battlefield, and they have both lost their lives, corpses and blood, thousands of miles, two The land of national decisive battles is destined to become a battlefield site in the annals of history.

In the north of Baoliangzhou, north of Nanxun State and Guanhu Academy, it was very lively.

The south is still singing and dancing.

But today, in the twilight, on the top of an unknown mountain in the Zhuying Dynasty, it bursts into a tens of thousands of swords, and it shines as if it is white, and the sword is straight into the sky, such as the waterfall from bottom to top. Going straight, just rushing to a floating barge.

For a moment, the huge barges that traveled across the continents were riddled with hundreds of people, and hundreds of people were killed on the spot. They suffered heavy sorrows and violent tumbling. They used to stabilize the array of buildings on the squid's back. Under the impact of the gas, the squid was so swaying, the snow was worse, and the strong winds in the sky boasted. Hundreds of people were directly thrown off the back of the barge and fell to the ground of the Zhu Ying Dynasty.

The barge ship was destroyed, and it was already settled. The squadrons of the snoring mountain, including the shipowners, were helpless. They could only watch the dying squid and rushed to the ground.

During the period, there were always large monks who panicked and vacated, and Mrs. Bone's party was here.

The slender and slim-skinned lady's face was blue and blue, her eyes were narrow and long, and she was even more like a sharp-eyed woman. She held her son in one hand and grabbed her husband's neck in one hand, staring at the rapidly falling barge, and then looking at it. Grab the beginning of those swords, it seems to want to find the culprit.

The monks who are like rice grains are continually taking off and escaping from the barge.

However, those who are unable to fly and plunder are destined to be resigned, and if the squid turns over and slams into the earth, it will inevitably die. There is no possibility of surviving.

At this time, an extremely long golden rainbow was hung from the height of the north.

The golden rainbow glow came under the head of the squid.

It was actually a middle-aged monk with a resolute face. He saw his hands holding the squid, and he screamed with anger, his knees twitching, and a large golden lotus flower appeared at his feet.

However, the strength of the barge falling, how powerful, it is simply the top of the mountain.

The scorpion was crushed and his body was constantly sinking. The golden lotus flower under his feet collapsed. His appearance, although slightly slowing down the speed of the squid falling, can follow this momentum, and the scorpion is still going to be directly hit by the squid head into the underground. A few feet.

Middle-aged scorpion sputum bleeding, but not bright red color, but golden yellow.

It turned out to be a Buddha's golden body.

The monk did not give up the thoughts of the slightest, screamed and slammed, and bowed his back. As the stolen goods ran forward, the vacated hands began to seal on the chest.

The Buddha's right hand raised his forearm and raised his fingers upwards as the peak of the seat, his palms outward.

It is the Buddha's fearless print.

The middle-aged monk is full of golden blood, but he can still be calm, and the pain of his own suffering and the hard-won repairs seem to be completely indifferent and unconscious.

When the squatting feet touched the earth, the sinking momentum of the barge had stabilized, but the scorpion was finally crushed to the ground. When the barge rumbled, the monks had disappeared, and after a long time, the soil Loose, dusty and golden blood smashed the mud, and walked out of the bottom of the squid. The middle-aged man was full of grief, turned around, folded his hands, and bowed his head to sing Amitabha.

In the night, the monks walked on the backs of the dead squid, the buildings collapsed, the rubble ruins, all the bodies and disabilities.

The monks tried their best to take care of the past. Finally, he came to the front of a **** girl. The sigh sighed and saw that she did not, her hands clasped together, and left silently.

A girl with no eyes and a god, holding a girl of the same age in her arms, the body with a face that can't be seen clearly, a beautiful embroidered bag hanging from her waist.

The still alive girl, gently patted the back of the body, repeated and whispered: "Not afraid of not afraid."

Color clothing country, Rouge County.

The sun is shining, the streets in the county town are bustling, and the merchants on the official roads outside the city are like weaving.

The old **** stayed in a big house not far from the county government, the owner of the rich side, the wide invitation, invited the city's size and power to go to his home. To this end, a high platform was set up in the heart of the lake. When it was not dark, it was already a high-hanging lantern. The successive guests sneaked in and drove the house with an estimated number of no fewer than 300 people.

Ding County's scorpion Xu Gaohua's light, Chen Ping'an three people were able to enter, but the location was not good. Two benches were arranged in a veranda by the lake, but there was a small case for visiting melons and fruit snacks. The nearby guests who only have seats and no hospitality still have to look at the scenery. The case is because Xu Gaohua does not accompany the county guardian adults. To stay with friends, the government will temporarily add.

Chen Pingan wanted to practice the sword furnace, but he was worried that it would be too eye-catching, so he had to pick up the wine gourd and drink slowly.

Xu Gaohua sat between the big man and the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng. He whispered to the two people that the family's financial resources were strong and that they were inextricably linked to a great general in the country.

The old **** and his yellow paper beauty arrived as soon as possible, first from a distant high-rise building, slowly falling on the lake high platform, when landing, it seems like a little water, big sleeves sway, showing the immortality, This hand won the applause of the sound of the sky, clap your hands and say good sounds, one after another at the lake.

The old gods were full of red light, thin and elegant, and they talked about the costumes of famous celebrities. After landing, they were not nonsense. Even the guesthouses of the county guards and the military squadrons were saved, and the wrists shook and the **** were one more. Zhang Huangfu, if it is a good master of the rivers and lakes, you can see the lines of women on the top, which is far from life.

The old **** gently pointed his finger, and the yellow paper between the fingers spurted out. When it touched the ground, a burst of blue smoke exploded and spread slowly.

A woman dressed in colorful clothes walked out of the blue smoke and gave a blessing to a otter where the main guest was.

The big knives and the young Taoist priests were amazed, and Liu Gaohua was desperately applauding.

Chen Pingan suddenly raised his gaze.

Just someone looked at it at the same time.

The man was half-squatting on the courtyard wall in the distance and was laughing at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan stood up quietly and told Zhang Shanfeng to go to the latrine. The young Taoist priest asked him to go back soon, but don't miss the wonderful picture. Chen Pingan nodded with a smile.

When Chen Pingan walked out of the veranda and walked down the steps, the black boy who was almost the same age as Chen Pingan also walked on the wall.

The distance between the two sides is constantly getting closer.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and was as close as an enemy.

Some parting, I don't want to meet again, but I often meet unexpectedly inadvertently.

For example, Chen Pingan and the guy named Ma Bianxuan.

Some of the differences that I hope can be seen again, but there will be no more meetings, such as Chen Pingan and the girl named Qiu Shi.

Chapter end