Sword of Coming Chapter 505

The gate of the Chenghuang Temple slowly opened.

In addition to the city grandfather who has been deeply immersed in the mud and bodhisattva crossing the river, the city's ancestral temple has been smashed out, and the civil and military judges, the divisions are sinister, but they are all carefully standing inside the gate.

Although the entire driving city is counted as its own site, there will be a certain amount of shelter, standing in the incense-filled Chenghuang Temple, after all, it is more peace of mind.

Chen Pingan looked to the door.

After the tragedy, the city grandfather chose to kill and release, so the shackle general should be new, and the yin and yang chiefs headed by the city's six divisions are still old.

Chen Pingan holds the sword fairy and looks down at the sword. "After I have two swords, you are free tonight."

Chen Pingan raised his head and looked at the gate of the Chenghuang Temple. "Which is the yin and yang chief of the temple?"

The civil and military judges, the day and night tour gods, the shackles generals, and the rest of the divisions, did not hesitate, and quickly looked to one of the middle-aged Confucian officials.

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He battled forward and stepped forward, his eyes drifting, pressing his heart and panic, and clenching his fists: "Sword fairy night visits the city temple, there is a far-reaching welcome, I wonder if Jianxian finds the next official?"

If the good person does not come, the person is not good. This is superficial, not only him, but all his colleagues understand, otherwise they will not appear together.

The next moment, the Qingyi Swordsman has stood in the Chenghuang Temple, behind him is the official of the Yin and Yang Division who stood on the spot.

Together with the civil and military judges, even if the person has already smashed the Chenghuang Temple, it is still a symbolic move, just like avoiding a road, and then looking at the colleague one by one.

I saw a straight, thin gold thread from the forehead of the yin and yang chief.

In an instant, a golden body was broken into powder.

Even the martial arts judges who are best at killing the ghosts in the Chenghuang Temple, and the new shackles who like to go out to hunt for the ghosts and ghosts, have not seen the swords of the other side, and when they came out.

For a time, all the official residences of the Chenghuang Temple were bleak.

Miserable too.

It's really a foreigner's swordsman who travels far away!

I only heard about the flow of swords and celestial beings.

The statue of the city's grandfather, which was enshrined in the back hall of the Chenghuang Temple, faintly glowed in golden light, and walked out of a calm and elegant official. The front hall building was unblocked. He was worn by him and floated to the front hall. After sticking out a finger, Severely said: "When you are a sword repairer, you can kill a country's emperor Yuxi's yin dynasty officially?!"

Chen Ping looked up at the thick black fog that covered the city, the sullen gas, and the claws.

Some of the half-fair squadrons like the Old Dragon City, but the latter, the martial arts under the celestial beings are not seen. In this silver screen country, the monks are outside the monks, but the ordinary people can not see .

Chen Pingan said: "I will try to block the robbery for you. How can I thank me?"

The city grandfather was shocked and shocked, and then he was ecstatic. "Really? Sword fairy is not that joke?"

The young man with a young green shirt nodded.

The city grandfather only feels that it is a road of nowhere in the world. The city grandfather sighed: "As long as the sword fairy can protect my city, the temple is innocent, and the sword fairy opens, a county treasure, let the sword fairy take it, if the sword fairy is too troublesome, make a speech, the city temple up and down, since the hands of the Nothing is ambiguous..."

A golden light is coming down in the air.

In the Chenghuang Temple, many yin dynasty bureaucrats saw the liver and gallbladder cracked, and the golden body was unstable. I saw that the city grandfather who had been on the high for many years, like the same yin and yang division, first appeared a golden light at the forehead, then a straight line, slowly Spread down.

It is worthy of being a city grandfather who has been enjoying incense for many years. A rich golden body that has been immersed in countless incense essences has not collapsed on the spot. Not only that, the city grandfather can still raise his hands and hold his head on his sides. Mourning said: "Are you crazy? If I die, the robbery will land immediately. Do you want to fight against the robbery by one person alone? I am not dead, you and I can join hands to resist the robbery, and together, you are a madman! You must not die!"

Chen Ping's line of sight is higher than that of the city's grandfather, looking forward to the front of the temple, the sacred **** who also enjoys the incense of a county but is silent.

I don't know if it is a snake or a rat. I don't know if the disaster is coming. I will withdraw a little divinity from the statue of the city.

Chen Pingan said: "Sorry, I forgot to say a word, you need to thank me."

The city's grandfather's hands clasped his head and held his head in all directions. He constantly refused to consider whether it was the essence or the incense of the evil spirits. As long as it was the incense of the people who respected the fragrance, no matter how pure the thoughts were, he was already detained in the Chenghuang Temple. As for this, is it right to stop drinking and quenching thirst? As long as you add a little repair, the possibility of keeping the golden body after the day of the robbery will be more than a trace. As for the Chenghuang Temple, it will not be destroyed, and those assistants will not be sneaky. The repairs will be unsatisfactory, all of them will be shackled, and even the lives of a county. The city's grandfather has been completely unsuccessful since the first day of “the great merits of the virtues and the decay of the golden body”. I asked a monk who had the friendship of the world to go to the capital, carry a gift, and lobbied the Ministry of Rites, Qin Tianjian, and persuaded the emperor of the Yinping State to let the imperial court press the news, and refused to flee with the driving city and the county. Otherwise, The worst ending of a country's feng shui and a city. In the meantime, the descendants of the descendants of the capital city, especially the current homeowners, still know the importance of their own interests. Therefore, they have used a lot of people to use the scent of the crowds in the temples to help the temples. Pleading, this is so hard to let the city grandfather see a glimmer of life.

Death a county, Bao Jin body.

People don't kill themselves!

What's more, I am a grandfather of a county town, and it is a golden **** who looks like a short-lived prince!

The city grandfather pressed his head with his hands, and his line of sight fell slightly. Although the speed of the gold thread slowed down, there was no sign of any stop. The city's grandfather's heart was so terrible that he had a cry. “Why is this so why is there so much? The incense can't stop it? Jianxian, Jianxian lord..."

Standing on the top of the steps, the city grandfather no longer has a sultry look, and asks for mercy: "Please ask the sword fairy to spare, how can everything in the world be discussed?"

The grandfather of the city did not dare to reach out to the top of his head. "Swordsman, you look up and look at it. Without my city, the temple is driving a temple incense, using a lot of gas, helping to resist the robbery. You are alone, and you are not afraid to kill yourself. A hard-won road?"

The savvy clerk, who was almost scared, felt incredible at first, but only thought about it again, but it made him feel more desperate.

The foreigner Jianxian is full of support and wants to come to the robbery, and what is the gain and loss of accounting? If you really want to care, why bother to enter the Chenghuang Temple?

City grandfather does not often teach subordinates to be stable, do you have to make mistakes? It seems that the real thing is coming, but it is.

It's just that the martyrdom of the city's temple is sad, and he's not a bystander now, no jokes. For centuries, these gods who lived in the feng shui of the town were condescending. They looked at the good men and women who burned incense in the temple. They were like a hundred people, and the dull and obsessed men and women swearing, but they prayed for the fortune of the young man of the fortune. I hope to find a woman with a love lover. The elders in the family who are seriously ill and do not want to spend money to treat it, but who want to burn this wish, killing people like numbness, thinking that they will spend more money in the temple and burn a few incense sticks. There are many kinds of kinds of crimes, and there are countless kinds of jokes in the world. They are all numb. Nowadays, it is retribution, and it is the turn of those who are practicing the spirits to see the jokes of their own city temples?

Chen Ping did not pay attention to the city grandfather, just insert the sword fairy into the ground, and then slowly roll up the sleeves, unlike the Cangwu Lake, this time the left hand sleeves were also rolled up, revealing the walnut bracelet.

As for the three characters from the Ghost Valley, they were randomly placed between the belts by Chen Ping, and the Yuqing Guangming, which has already opened the door, and the remaining two surveys of the Chongxuan Department's Yunxiao Palace, the tourmaline.

After doing this, Chen Pingan looked at the city grandfather who had a pair of golden eyes.

I remembered the Chenghuang Pavilion on the side of the city of Ruzhi County, and it was just like this. It was only that the Jincheng Temple was warm and it was framed by the monks on the mountain. This is a self-seeking, cloud-like difference.

Chen Pingan came to the top of the stairs in an instant, with a sword in his hand, standing beside the city grandfather who was enchanted by Wufu. The two men stood side by side, but the direction was opposite.

The green shirt swordsman faces the front hall, and the statue with an empty shell sits on the ground. There is a golden line down the golden body to face the temple door, facing the people.

Struggling to maintain the golden body does not burst, it is already the result of the city's grandfather trying to do it. Even if he is standing next to a culprit who is fighting for him, the city grandfather is still innocent.

The golden silk thread on the city's grandfather began to expand. If the flood broke the bank, a small stream could no longer be carried.

He suddenly smiled: "A good sword fairy, are you coming for that worldly treasure?"

The city lord, who knows the mortal sorrow, burst into laughter and then whispered: "It's a pity, otherwise, even if I am a small county town grandfather, I can kill a bunch of mountain gods, but I can't Happy?"

Chen Pingan suddenly reached out a hand, covering the face of the city grandfather, and then five fingers like a hook, slowly said: "What face do you have, look at the world?"

The golden body of the city grandfather smashed, and the front hall of the Chenghuang Temple was like a large group of gold powder.

A slam, an object, crisply landing.

It is a piece of rusty gold body, not too small, bigger than the two rivers and rivers.

Chen Pingzheng is going to crush the sword with the sword's tip, and the sword is raised at the waist, but the first one that has not appeared for a long time, a white rainbow sword light, piercing the rusted golden body fragments, Feijian first day It was not seen with the golden body fragments.

When the Chenghuang Temple was broken, with the sky above the city, suddenly the thunder and the sound of the thunder, far more than the ordinary thunder, just like a firecracker fried in the ear, so that countless people in the city are awakened from sleep.

The black clouds rolled, and if there were ink black dragons swimming together in the sea of ​​clouds, not only that, the sea of ​​clouds began to fall slowly.

First, some portal people in the city, after being awakened by thunder, began to light up.

Rich people, but also hang a lantern.

A bustling county town, the stars are a little bit bright, constantly connected into pieces, and the sound of children crying, one after another.

Finally, those who were quietly entering the driving city, stunned one by one, and after panic, they began to scream, and they thought that the treasure was not really present, and the **** slain had already arrived in advance.

Here you can be very particular about it.

The heavenly treasures that came into being in the world have their own congenital spirituality. It is extremely difficult to be captured by the practicing sergeants. The owner of the Huangpi City once passed by a different treasure, because of the flying speed of the fairy tales. Too amazing.

The mountain uploads the same treasure of the city, and the rank of the product is extremely high. It is the glory of a thousand-year-old literary literary movement, which is not only the case. It is said that with the beginning of the city, the city itself has a burial unit. Underground, the ultimate integration of the two, has become a human and military treasures of both civil and military, both offensive and defensive, whoever has to go to heaven, become a mountain monk. Therefore, the two top Xianjia of Huangpi City and Baoji Fairyland will be dispatched together. This is the must-have for the different treasures. Huang Yucheng succeeded. That is, the top spot of the dozens of national hills has been stabilized, and the Baoji Fairyland has been pulled out. Distance, if it is captured by Baodi Wonderland, the forces can surpass Huangpi City.

The ghost house in the city.

The old man sat on a ridge nearby, and some of the little monkeys who couldn't comfort the shoulders were bothered and threw them out.

Those local monks and scorpions in the city with low and lower realms have already noticed that things are not good. They started to run or fly, and they fled the city.

That kind of different treasures, they would not dare to marry, most of them are the vassal sects of Huang Qicheng and Baodi Wonderland. They were pulled by the two sides to make a strong momentum, and they really played, more or less a boost.

The old man is also upset and the matter has developed to this point, which is very tricky.

The young sword fairy, it really is a brain can not be clear, the four difficult to hang on the mountain, indeed deserved reputation. Going down the mountain to travel, always ask for one's own happiness!

This cause and effect entangled in the top of the sky, is you want to block it can be blocked? At that time, you are not good at seeing the machine. If you stop halfway, you will run the road and give you a life. Doesn't it still provoke an unnecessary shackle?

The old man suddenly said: "The girls, I am in a bad mood, don't mess with me."

On the ridge of the ridge, a woman standing in a hibiscus dress, the face is flat, but the ordinary woman in the city, where can stand in the ground of the tilted cone.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled and said: "You just talk to a queen girl? You are fat."

The old man said with a sullen stance: "Broken masters have been planning for such a long time, you and I are all in danger of redemption. Especially in this kind of embarrassing situation, the master will only be more annoyed."

The woman waved: "Although I don't know why the alien treasure will suddenly quiet down, let the day robbery kill its innate appearance, and there is no waiting to escape. But when the robbery falls, it will still be forced to show up. Huangpi City and Baoji Fairyland have already been far away from fun. They are not going to the Cangwu Lake Dragon Palace to avoid disasters. They are going to go further to the Black Glazed Mountain to escape the disaster. When you and I get the opportunity, isn't it better?”

When the woman said this, her look dignified. "How many years have you worked together? Let me venture to ask a self-satisfying question. Why do the masters not want to personally take the shots, and take the master's mastery of the heavens. After that feat, the loss is too heavy. I have to retreat, but this has been going on for hundreds of years. How can I rehabilitate the peaks? When the master comes, isn't the hand of the treasure coming from? Who dares to stop, Fan Ruran these wastes?”

The old man smiled and said: "You know a fart. This kind of merit treasure can only be hard to grab the hand by repairing it. The higher the master is, the less the pure Wufu and the military monk, who entered this land. It has become the target of public criticism. This day, if you have long eyes, you are squatting, and you are losing so many roads. Are you paying? If you add the whole shark treasure collection of the whole screen, you can afford it? !"

The woman sneered at the old man's cynicism and turned her head to stare at the Chenghuang Temple. She frowned: "Look at the situation, we must at least temporarily leave the city, and I am close. You and I are different. Give this day a robbery as a punching bag? If it is far away, wait until the day has been robbed, and Baobao must hurry to show up and escape from this filthy land. When Huang Qicheng and Baodi Fairy are shot, it will not be slow. Ye Hao and Fan Ruran are no problem, but they are surrounded by so much waste. After the quantity is too much, beware of the ants dying."

The old man smiled and pointed to the little monkey who climbed back to the ridge and kept licking his teeth on the side of the city temple. He said, "You have been doing this for so many years, and all day dealing with the so-called emperor will deal with the dragon and the dragon, the eyes are It's getting worse and worse, it's not coming out. This is the swallowing monkey that the owner bought heavily, and the ancient descendants of the ancients know how much fairy money they have spent. I'm afraid to scare you. If you have it, you can swallow it. Abdomen, so things don't matter as much as you think, but if you don't have the skills, you can't get away with Ye Hao or Fan Yiran, you can't get away, say good in advance, I will only bring the little monkey away, you Only Sao Fox can continue to enjoy your riches in the world, continue to sculpt the fox fur with that country, anyway, you will fight for yourself."

This fox, have been a few queens?

The heart of the old man is in the belly.

The woman lamented and looked up at the slowly falling black cloud. There was some fear in her eyes. "The owner's dead rivalry will not be stalked from it. Is there only Ye Hao and Fan Yuran two Jindan monks?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Since the two sides had already drawn a line in the same year, the well water did not make a river, and every need was taken. There should be no more accidents. To the height of the master, it is more concerned than the frogs at the bottom of the well. I am leaving. Before, the owner said some words in the end, just like the two golden papers, if you and I still can't fight, don't go back, find a place to kill one thing."

The woman nodded, and then her natural and charming pair of eyes, showing a touch of hot, "It is a good sword! It is definitely a magic weapon! It is the outside of those celestial swords repair, seeing will also be heart!"

The old man smiled and said: "The roadside scorpions are all coming out, need you to say? How, heartbeat? Then go grab it."

The woman turned her head and threw a wink. "The old things are confusing. If you really want to **** it, then you have to do this, and you have to do it for yourself."

The old man yelled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, or I have grown a little more. A woman can rely on a pair of scorpions to slap on the face, and count on your skills. After the event, the trick is a little bit better? Newly married, have we not seen each other for hundreds of years?"

The woman's toes are a little bit, and the smile is full. If the silver bell is trembled, the rest of the voice is still awkward. “Old things, it's too late to leave. Let's leave the city with the drive and say that it's the master's big thing. Jun Cai."

The old man grabbed the little monkey on his shoulder and flew out of the city with the woman.

The two sides naturally oppressed the realm, otherwise they fell in the eyes of Ye Hao and Fan Yuran, and they will be born outside the festival. This gang of goods, although the vast majority of them only know the things in the nest, but in the end is such a large piece of land, dozens of countries and territories, every hundred years will always come up with one or two amazing talents, not to be small Hey, don't look at him and the woman every time talking about Ye Wei and Fan Ruran. The words are full of abandonment, but they really have to be killed with those monks. Be careful, at least.

The two passed the city of the city.

Above the city wall, there are still a lot of practicing sergeants who are not afraid of death. It is probably that they are far from the driving city, and they are in danger. They are pretending to be calm and arrogant.

One of them was arranged by the teacher's door near the Chenghuang Temple. When the young monk of the incense shopkeeper was buried in the name for several years, it is now easy to restore his identity. He is especially energetic, saying that the young man who is like a sword repair, the brain is either Into the water, or kicked by the shackles, after the Chenghuang Temple, a look is a life face, I have not figured out, and if you don't say anything, you will slash the yin and yang scorpion, and you will like to shake the prestige in the Chenghuang Temple. After the sword was thrown at the city, it was a pity that after that, the Chenghuang Temple closed the door and could not see the scene inside.

A nearby monk laughed and said that this guy clearly felt that he couldn't get the different treasures, and he simply let everyone have no play, and he was so poisonous and hateful! Wait until the dust of the day is settled, if the sword repair is lucky, don't die, you must consult and ask for advice.

The old man with a small monkey on his shoulders floated out of the wall and thought it was really interesting. This kind of stupid generation is more good.

If the pedantic who is too observant of the scholars, there must be more, so that the former can be fed.

Otherwise, if the world is a wise man, and the fox-like woman between the sinister and the sinister Yinping National Palace, how can these fellow practitioners take up the size of the world?

Inside the city temple.

After the first day with the rusty gold body pieces smashed into the ground, he quickly reappeared, and the civil war judges, the sneaky scorpions and the day and night tour gods, the shackles generals, a white rainbow spin, killing most of them.

In the end, only the martial arts judges of the Chenghuang Temple and the shackles generals who did not take a long time were left, as well as some ghosts with low ranks.

Fifteen inside the sword, this time simply did not show up.

Chen Pingan waved his sleeves and put those pieces of pale gold or pure silver into his hands and put them into his feet.

Chen Pingan then continued to look up at the black sea of ​​clouds, which is less than three hundred feet away from the ground.

After thinking about it, Chen Yu took out a golden broken character that had not been burned on the lake in Cangwu Lake. After that, try again the Zhang Yuqing light.

The first hand to fight against the robbery tonight is naturally based on their own skills. As for the follow-up, there is nothing to be said about it.

The first day of the year is still in the entire city of the temple, and the sound of the air is squeaking.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the ghosts of the city hall temples who did not dare to move. He just took a look.

Just being loyal, mourning the eternal life, on behalf of the heavens, and cutting off evils?

It seems that I had already planned to let go of the first day of the remaining yin ghosts, and then suddenly came to the end. A touch of Bai Hong Jianguang pierced the ghosts of the two cities and the two divisions, and dissipated on the spot.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and turned his head and stopped looking at these sneaks who were eating incense with the city grandfather. "Don't you go? Want to stay with me in the Chenghuang Temple?"

Escaped, just try to stay away from the City God Temple, it is better to be able to leave the city.

A middle-aged man was actually walking into the Chenghuang Temple. He was on the other side of the door. He spit on the ground and went into the front hall. He saw the young sword fairy who was holding his breath. The man hesitated. A moment, he snorted and asked: "What are you doing? Yugong, I am a local **** in the county. I shouldn't advise you to leave. One county has a few people. It's natural to kill a few and die less. But Private, I still hope that you don't drown, not that I can't look down on you as a swordsman. It's really a catastrophe. It's the most entangled. It's not that you are squatting, everything is fine. You are all swords. Immortal, I still don't understand the twists and turns around here. It's not easy to practice. Why bother?"

Chen Pingan turned and asked, "Are you from Vulcan?"

The man nodded and said: "I really made a big fight in my life. People are dead. I have to be the **** of this **** of fire. For hundreds of years, I have never had a comfortable day."

Chen Pingan asked: "When the Guardian was a child, was it guarded by you to send out the city?"

The man whispered: "If you ask me when the city grandfather is alive, you will kill me once again and I will never admit it."

Chen Pingan smiled. "Let's go, don't persuade me. Anyway, I estimate that the sky and the robbers will fall. You can't move the city gods, you can't live longer than me."

The man said: "Do not tighten, when you are a god, you know that the real life is better than death, half dead is better than death, I will take a small bench to go to the roof of the temple of Vulcan, before the death, the big Eyes, take a look at the legendary swordsman."

Chen Ping nodded.

The man turned and left, went to the door, suddenly turned and asked: "I am a god, in the end is not able to do a little useful things, you sword fairy, clearly a **** ... good people, do not blame, no anger?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Why don't you say who I am and what I am doing, I say that this world has such strength and heart, to blame a good person for not doing well enough, not expecting these people to come forward and kill the bad guys, why? How many bad guys are not willing?"

The man laughed and made a big step away. "Nature is a good person, a good devil, a good god, and it is a good bully. You are a foreigner, and this kind of question is really stupid!"

When he crossed the threshold, his hands clenched his fists, held his head high, swayed a few times, and then strode away. The big god, only the rough screaming sounds through the night, "but not a fool, just I will not enter the city hall of this snake and rat. Sword fairy, Mo die! This dog-mother's world, a little good person, is already enough! If you are tempted, you are really dead in this unscrupulous Land, I have to ask you a few words when I arrive!!"

Chen Pingan rushed to the black cloud of the city, throwing out the golden material of the broken obstacle, and slightly testing the depth of the robbery.

At the bottom of the sea of ​​clouds, a huge golden hole like the Chenghuang Temple was blasted by the charm.

But the sea of ​​clouds rolled over and soon closed.

Chen Pingan looked at it at first glance, and the sea of ​​clouds was extremely thick, and the sign did not break through the top of the cloud.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath.

Swords in both hands, looking up at the sky.

Within the Baizhang, the first sword can be handed out.

However, after two hundred feet apart, it is possible to punch first.

After the appearance of the Chenghuang Temple.

Fan Ruran, who settled in the city, took the initiative to lead the monks of the Baodi fairyland and remind people to follow the martial arts of their own martial art. They quickly left the city and went to Cangwu Lake. After all, the lake Jun I owe her a fan of a lot of people, forgive him after the great injury in Cangwu Lake, dare not like the night banquet, can not control their own thief eyes, which makes Min Qing in her ancestor Here, I was able to leave the Dragon Palace feast for the sake of excusing, saying that it was to go to the water temple of the algae channel. After that, it was the constant turmoil. After Qing Qing came to this city, there was some restlessness. It was her Fan Fanran, that is, the monks of the Qing dynasty had some clues.

Fan Yanran's bitter hatred of the young sword fairy, he added a few points, dare to break the heart of my family! She is one of the candidates who have been appointed by the immortal, as the leader of the future Baodi Wonderland and the entire dozens of national hills. Once the Qing Dynasty finally stands out, then the fairy tales can get another fairy tales.

Baodi Wonderland and Huangpi City, for so many years, are nothing more than secretly selected as two pieces of fish in the ponds of dozens of countries.

The so-called death and death, the same situation with water and fire, can the two monks really die a few? There are not a few, and the deaths are all seemingly real-world, but the road is hopeless, more dead, in fact, not all those monks who are afflicted?

How many countries and rivers and lakes have not appeared in a golden body for two hundred years? I want to know the last one, but I was killed by my sister and Ye Hao.

Nowadays, those six martial arts martial artists who are arrogant in the secular dynasty, the so-called martial arts master, the first person of this swordsman, the first person of the boxing method, which one is not a peace of mind, the skin is decaying and dying?

Fan Xiaoran turned his head and looked at the Qingqing, who was close to him. He smiled slightly. The younger sister didn't know why he had to kill the golden body Wufu, but he was clear. After all, this great secret is the Baodi Wonderland and Huangpi City. Only one person in each generation can know it. As for the rest of the hills, there is no chance and qualification to see the immortal.

As for the inexplicable appearance of the foreign swordsman, it was the best to be killed in the city hall. It is cheaper for you guys. Otherwise, I was seriously injured and I was captured by Fan Fanran. The secret esoteric of the ancestral hall of the ancestral hall of the ancestral hall, the sinister sin of the sacred lake in Yinhou.

The treasures of the fairy tales and the monks of the vassal sects are in the same direction. They are all rushing to the Cangwu Lake. However, if they are unable to travel far and wide, they can only fly on the ground with two legs. The most unfortunate, it is only Can ride out of the city.

After Fan Yuran's departure from the city, he suddenly asked: “The squadron of the Ghost Axe Palace who did not enter the stream did not go out with us?”

Next to the old man, a monk who was in the prefecture of the county town, the identity of the former sergeant, and the younger one in the wild, said: "Returning to my ancestors, after I got a message from an inn, I don't know why they didn't start immediately. I said that I needed to deal with some urgent matters. I didn't dare to stay, so I left. I finally found that they were leaving the city in the other direction. I don't know if I will go to Cangwu Lake to join us."

Fan Yanran was angry and full of anger, and asked: "The guy named Du Yu? Have you seen it?"

The old monk said: "I saw it at the inn, and it was as rumored that the hippie smile didn't have a positive, not a climate thing."

The movement on the other side of Cangwu Lake was big, but there was no monk who dared to watch the battle with the monks on the side of the driving city. At the height of the Cangwu Lake, the gods fight, you clap your hands and applaud, no one will appreciate the two sides. With a sleeve on hand, a slap in the face is gone. What's more, one piece of fairy weights, one door fairy method can not long eyes, go to the ghost door to stop swimming, dead is not white death.

Therefore, the old monk wondered: "Why did the ancestors ask this person alone?"

Fan Yanran's face is gloomy, there is no way to break the secret, just sneer: "Look back and find this bastard!"

The premise is of course that the foreigner Jianxian, who is surnamed Chen, died, or lost most of his life in the city.

When you clear the wind, look back at the blurry outline of the city.

Vaguely visible, there is a golden character that blasts the bottom of the sky.

Yu Qing's heart sighs and sighs.

Then a young sword fairy who counts people's hearts is actually a fool.

It is a black-glazed mountain that is farther away from the Cangwu Lake. It is a slightly rough mountaintop viewing pavilion. It stands with a slender middle-aged man, dressed in a simple and honest city. Only the jade card hanging from the waist.

The man stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the essays on the jade card.

Junmei's young boy, He Lu, sat down and took off the yellow bamboo flute. He was gently wiping this piece of loved instrument with a rare satin weaved by Xianjia.

The middle-aged man just looked at the city, and the incomparably thick black cloud slowly descended. Even though the whole sky was drooping down, the top of the sea of ​​clouds could not be seen at first glance.

A white-haired old man sitting cross-legged smirked and said: "The heavens and the earth are bordered for no reason. This is a human robbery. The city owner, after the robbery on this day, the landscape of this black glazed mountain, I can't help it. The mother-in-law carefully calculated and hooked up with Cangwu Lake Yinhou. In this case, we can only choose the black glazed mountain, and we must spend money to create the formation method, which must take the lead."

The white-haired old man kept squatting and bitterly said: "I really don't know what the foreigner Jianxian wants, even if he wants to eat from both the tigers and the treasures of the fairyland, can you wait until the world is not? If he really slaughtered the city grandfather, he would find him on this day, and his mother's picture is awkward? The city owner, my man's brain is not radiant, do you say it? I don't want to understand when I break my head. Things, when you see the beauty of the country and the hot mouth, you must be itchy."

The man standing in the pavilion is the owner of the Huangpu City.

Ye Hao said: "A foreign sword singer slammed into the game. In fact, the game is still the game. The situation has not changed much. The accident brought by this person will be almost ruined by the sky. I am worried that this is not the case. People are not the treasures of Wonderland and Fan Yuran, but a few of them who are also foreigners. Compared with the swordsman who is acting brightly, it is more sneaky. For the time being, I only know the fox of Yinpingguo. one of them."

When the white-haired old man heard the fox charm, he immediately came to the interest. "The emperor of the silver screen of the water, the queen of the iron-clad queen. Haha, it's really fun. It's also from a foreign country. I'll say, let's have a dozen countries. Can not raise a five-tailed Tianhu."

Ye Hao shook his head and said: "She is deeply hidden. In fact, she is a golden tail with a six-tailed tail. The news is that Huang Yucheng exchanged the life of a dragon monk."

The white-haired old man screamed: "Then I can see her in the future and walk around. His mother, Jin Danjing! Isn't it the same as the city owner?!"

He Lu just wiped the bamboo flute and was not interested in the secrets of these top events on the mountain.

Ye Hao shook his head and said: "The monks in the same territory also have a world of difference. The fox charms confuse the ordinary people, naturally unique, but to say that the fox is not good at it, I don't think she can beat Fan Ruran. But since it is from If you come from a foreign country, you must have one or two special instruments. I will catch up with Fan Yuran, and the chances of winning will not be too great. I will kill him successfully, and I will not hope for it."

Ye Hao turned his head and smiled: "If there is a chance, the sword that the foreigner has been carrying is really a magic weapon. I can fight for it afterwards and see if I can give it to you with barter."

The white-haired old man is confused. "Where is the city owner, how can it be a barter? And, here, what do you need to fight for the elderly?"

Ye Hao shook his head. "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

After hearing the promise of the owner of Huangpi City, He Lu's eyes lit up. Suddenly, when Junmei's eyes lingered in the direction of the driving city, his eyes were cut and the wick was brightened.

Ye Hao shook his head. "Don't think about it. It's you, even I don't dare to have any extra thoughts."

Ye Hao's look dignified, and the heart of the lake said: "He Lu, the war is coming soon, you must remind you a few words, although your qualifications and blessings are better than Minqing, you can go to Xianfu to see the immortals, although The immortal himself did not show up, but it was only for people to receive you and me. It is already a privilege. You have already reached the stage before the Qing dynasty. But this mountain practice is half a mile, a difference between the two sides, both sides It is no different from Yun Mu, so the little boy of Xianfu, who is holding the immortal support, dares to dissatisfy me. The alien treasure has already leaked the roots with you, it is a congenital sword embryo. The world's sword embryos are also divided into different parts. The former determines whether it can become a swordless one without any one. It is even more wonderful. It can make a temper who is not a sword embryo become a sword fairy. Waiting for a rare treasure, I Ye Hao even if I don't know how to grab the hand and give it to you, you ask yourself, how can you keep it and keep it?"

He Lu, good bamboo flute, stood up and respected: "The disciple understands!"

On the top of a hill in the north outside the city.

The sabre man who has been draped on a **** man who has exposed the armor, looks back at the city temple.

Du Yu did not understand, did not understand the death.

Why is the predecessor who is the most promising and unpredictable, so impulsive?

How do the lives of tens of thousands and tens of thousands of ordinary people compare with the cultivation and life of a swordman? !

This rhetoric language, even if the predecessor is standing in front of his eyes, he Du Yu also dared to shout out, even if he was killed by a slap in the face, or even detained in the cage, he must ask the first one. ask.

This night is in the night.

The sea of ​​clouds sinks, like a collision between heaven and earth.

In addition to the monks of the Cangwu Lake Dragon Palace and the Black Glazed Mountain Pavilion, Fan Yuran and Ye Hao paid the price separately, and they were able to see the last scene, and all the other birds and beasts scattered on the mountain to see the gas, see Something is not as good as the people in the city who are destined for a lifetime.

But even if Fan Yuran and his side are clear, Ye Hao and He Lu next to him can only see the narrow world between the land and the Baizhang.

There is a green shirt sword, and the punch is not stopped.

In the sea of ​​clouds, it still slowly sinks to a distance from the driving city.

Fan Yiran and Ye Hao almost simultaneously removed the supernatural powers, and their faces were white.

The last scene is a golden sword light from the human world, as if from the south to the north, instantly opened the entire sea of ​​clouds.

After that, the land of a county, only the sound of thunder, Jianguang lingering in the clouds, mixed with a fleeting burst of Baoguang.

The day finally returned to silence, and the cloud sea that covered the entire driving city slowly dissipated.

In the prison of the official city in the city, there is a smudged sword light that fars away from the night, breaking out of the ground, pulling out an extremely long black line, and then flying away.

The leaf scorpion in the black glazed mountain pavilion, and Fan Ruran in the Dragon Palace in the Cangwu Lake are also in the heart, and at the same time, they are ordered to compete for the unique treasure that has finally come out.

Thousands of parties from all walks of life, such as the singer, tried to miss the wild repairs, attached to the martial arts of the rivers and lakes Wufu, such as springing up, chasing the black line.

Then after the black line flew over a hundred miles, it was swallowed into the belly by a small monkey. It was hidden by an old man in his sleeve and began to escape.

A chase and chaos, this kicked off.

Only an inconspicuous ghost axe monk, flew to the city.

I saw that the entire city, along with the city walls, all the buildings above seven feet have been flattened.

The man with the white armor plucked the city and hesitated. He finally did not enter the city immediately. He walked along the city and looked at it. The city temple seemed to have fallen into ruins. Many tall buildings with rich portals. Collapsed in the ground, in the city, noisy, mixed with countless shouts, crying, almost every household has lighted, probably with the driving city from the first day of the city, there is no night, regardless of the rich and the poor The lighting of the same place can be so bright and white.

Du Yu gnawed his teeth, did not dare to swim in the wind, took away the nectar, and took the nails into the sleeves. Then he sneaked off the wall and did not dare to go to the street. He just chose the roads that were made in the city. To the temple of the city.

Along the way, the children are crying, the women are busy and appease, the young and the strong man is squatting, the old people are often chanting at home in the Buddha, there are wooden fish knocking wood fish, some daring earthworms flowing, probes the brain, want to find some opportunities to make a fortune.

The wealthy people began to post those who came from the temple to pay attention to the gold, no matter what, they were posted.

When I arrived at the street outside the Chenghuang Temple, Du Yu rushed in and saw only a flesh-and-blooded person who couldn't see a piece of good meat. He stood in the same place with his hands and swords.

Du Yu looked at the golden sword with a faint golden light. After shaking his head, he gave himself several big slaps, then put his hands together, his eyes were firm and whispered: "Predecessors, rest assured, believe me Du Yu once, I Just take you to a secluded place, this place should not stay for a long time!"

Du Yu waited for a moment, "Since the predecessors did not speak, they should have promised?!"

In the end, Du Yu went to the one person before the sword.

I was about to kneel down and put my seniors behind me.

Du Yu did not see a scene that could shatter his courage.

That can no longer be said to be a person's predecessor, slowly turning a little, finger movements.

At the height of the sky, a foreign monk who stopped by the wind, hesitated and went away.

Du Yu patted his head, remembering that this sword was in the way, how to back?

Du Yu wants to gently open the fingers of his predecessors, and even the silk does not move, Du Yu is crying and sorrowful, how can this be good?

When Du Yu's finger touched the hilt slightly, it was the whole person who flew out, the soul was shocked, and the pain was instantaneous. It was not inferior to the previous Daffodil Temple in the Quxi Canal, giving the predecessors a sigh of relief. The soul is seven!

Du Yu struggled to get up, spit out a large mouth of blood, his face pale, spread his hand, the finger almost turned directly into coke.

Then the sword suddenly trembled on its own, leaving the hands of the predecessors, gently swept back to the front of the seniors, gently into the sheath.

The tall monk in the high sky who continued to watch the ruins of the Chenghuang Temple with the view of the mountains and rivers, sighed softly, seemed to be full of regrets, and this really left.

Du Yu was able to carry the **** human bones everywhere, like a headless fly, squatting through the narrow lanes, or plundering the wall, and finally found an uninhabited rundown. In the house, Du Yu opened a small room full of cobwebs. I wanted to put the **** predecessors on the bed. I just saw the broken wooden bed that was not covered by the shackles. It was covered with dust and only The foot hooked a rocking wooden chair that was almost decaying. He gently put the man on the squeaky chair. Du Yu, who was already bloody, took out a porcelain bottle and gently placed it on the chair at the hand. Du Yu stepped back a few steps and wiped his forehead sweat. "Predecessors, I am afraid of death, I am really afraid of death, I can only do this."

Du Yu smiled bitterly: "If the predecessors did not die, Du Yu was arrested when he was injured by the predecessors. I will still tell them the address here."

The man in the chair is as dead as death.

Du Yu took a fist and left the house and gently closed the door.

Du Yu's head has been a paste, and originally wanted to rush to escape from the driving city, and ran back to the ghost axe palace and said, just out of the house, blown by the cool breeze, immediately wake up, not only can not return to the axe alone Palace, absolutely not, the most urgent task is to erase those intermittent bloodstains! This is both saving people and saving themselves! After Du Yu made up his mind, he no longer showed signs of weakness in his legs and feet. When he was quietly feeling the traces, Du Yu also began to assume that if he was the predecessor, how would he solve his current situation.

After Du Yu closed the door.

The half-dead man who leaned against the chair, a pair of deep-eyed eyes, slowly opened and slowly closed.

After dawn.

The large and small officials, the wealthy gates, and the people of the city, who are accompanying the city's government, are beginning to be busy and uneasy.

After hearing the changes in the side of the Chenghuang Temple, I somehow began to spread a saying that the city grandfather helped them to block the cloud sea of ​​unknown origin, so that the entire city temple was devastated, and for a time Some people flocked to go to the ruins of the Chenghuang Temple to burn the fragrant steamed buns. For a time, the incense shops on one street were all robbed, and there were many fights for fighting for the incense.

The same is true of the Vulcan. The temple has been completely collapsed. The statue of the clay sculpture enshrined in the Temple of Vulcan has been smashed on the ground and shattered.

Two days later.

With the driving city, many strange faces began to appear again. After another day, the original driving city was too defensive, and there was no ant state in the hot pot on the previous two days. The red light was full, and a request was made to ask all the authorities, everyone. Go and search for a young man in a green shirt with a red wine jug hanging around his waist. Everyone has a portrait on his hand. It is said to be a fierce and fierce transit. The more people look at it, the more they look at it, the more they are. Reward, as long as there is a clue to the trace of this person, it is a reward of one hundred gold, if it can be brought to the Department of Defence, it can be under the personal recommendation of the Guardian, and the official body of the inflow! In this way, not only the government, but also many well-informed wealthy portals, this thing as a kind of difference can be touched by luck, every household, servant family Ding out of the house.

Not only did the county, the entire county, and the surrounding state and county officials began to search for this person.

After a day, the people in the driving city were aware of the strange things.

In the sky and in the city, there are many legendary gods who are in the clouds.

When they saw their whereabouts, no matter how old or young, they began to wander around the city.

But at this night, in the Temple of Vulcan, a big man like a clay sculpture suddenly appeared, taller than a dozen feet, relying on the incense that had never been so pious in the past few days, and forced the last one. The tone, in the last moment of the golden body is about to burst, the real body, the voice of the sword fairy! It is by no means a sinister sinister who has plagued the city's temples and attracted natural disasters.

The rushing words of the **** of fire and blasphemy were instantly spread throughout the city.

The ordinary people face each other, the official government is over there, and the adults are even more angry.

Just waiting for him to speak more, there is a magic weapon that flies from far away to the city of driving, and slams into the **** of fire.

The big man of the golden scorpion himself has collapsed and turned into a golden light and scattered.

The magic weapon is still not ruthless, directly smashing the entire fire god.

At dusk this day, a young man wearing a white robe and a hanging red wine jug went to the ghost house, pushed the door open, and closed the door.

In the night, he held a bamboo fan and sat on the ridge to drink and enjoy the moon. In the end, he was so drunk and sleep.

In addition to his face pale and pale, this person fell in the eyes of the city's people, it is really a fairy.

After he appeared, almost all the temper in the city quietly quit as the tide.

Because there were two monks who did not believe in evil, late at night, approaching the ghost house, just approaching the wall, they were penetrated by two points of Jianguang and killed on the spot.

The next day, the man went to the fire god, lit the three musk, and then returned to the ghostly ghost house.

On this day, there was a special guest in the ghost house.

Ghost axe monk Du Yu.

In the courtyard of the ghost house, the white sword fairy sits on a small bench, and Du Yu is standing on the side with a crying face. "Predecessors, I am really dead! Why must I stay here, I am here to see the seniors. The safety is just fine."

The man gently shakes the bamboo fan, and his face with Du Yu always feels a strange, strange smile, slowly smiles: "If you leave today, you are really dead."

Inside the Dragon Palace in the Cangwu Lake.

The main leaf of Huangpi City, Ye Hao, actually sits opposite to the paradise of the treasure of the fairy tales.

The monks and the vassal forces on both sides are left and right. According to the level of the realm and the strength of the hills, they are arranged in turn. Within the Dragon Palace, so many Xianjia monks appeared at the same time for the first time.

Hu Jun Yin Hou did not sit on the main chair, but sat on the steps lazily. As a result, it seemed that all three sides were on the same level.

Yan Qing and He Lu just sat next to Fan Yiran and Ye Hao.

The two sides have already negotiated the first thing.

Since the alien treasure has been taken away by the acquaintance of Chen Xianjian, and the sword fairy has been badly wounded and has to stay in the city, there is no reason for him to leave the Yinping country alive, preferably directly killing In the city.

According to the saying of Cangwu Lake Hu Junyue Hou, this person can get a piece of food in addition to the weapon of the gods behind him, and who have more treasures and enough to participate in the coffers!

Fan Xiaoran sneered: "So who is going to test the injury of this person now? The two wastes of the next five things that I don't know how to die are obviously not good. Yecheng Lord, you are a lot of people in Huanghua City, not as good as you. Do you have some strength?"

The monk on the side of Ye Hao began to scream at the table.

This time, the competition for the different treasures, the pursuit of the foreigner who hides the little monkeys, twists and turns, both sides are actually dead and wounded.

He Lu suddenly smiled and said: "The repairs are not high, and there are those who are even more uncomfortable. They simply cannot detect the person's weight. In fact, I feel that I am going to go and I may not be able to do it."

On the steps of the center, Hu Jun Yin Hou smiled and said: "The guy, the thoughtful, the treacherous, the hot shot, is a very difficult Lord. Now I am a pitiful scene of this lake, you have seen The ugly saying that the front is to give you a place to discuss things, don't steal the chicken and not eclipse the rice. Once he has enough strength, give it to the people and kill us. When you run, I will be finished. ""

He Lu patted the palm of his hand with the bamboo flute in his hand. "I really want to test this person. It is better to kill Du Yu. It is not only easy to save, but also useful. When the Du Yu is thrown away from the city, we both set aside prejudice and sincerity. Cooperation, arrange a battle in advance, and wait for the rabbit."

Fan Yiran patted the table and laughed loudly: "I have never seen your kid so pleasing to the eye, just follow your opinion!"

The old man looked away, "Yecheng Lord, how?"

Ye Hao smiled and nodded.

The eyes are low and the eyelashes are slightly trembled.

That night.

In the Dragon Palace in the Cangwu Lake, after the two sides learned the news, they all had some face to face.

He Lu is even more gloomy.

Hu Jun Yin Hou did not laugh too much.

I feel that I am a matchmaker for the two sides. Is it a bit of a suspense? Don't just die out of the river gods, and even this old nest will give people a sword to smash.

Ye Hao whispered: "There is a hundred days of injury and bones. If the vulgar is like this, the person we cultivated will only be more troublesome. Since the sword has suffered such a serious injury, we are slowly making it."

This year, with the city driving up and down, the year has been closed, but the New Year's Eve is not a little bit festive, and the door-to-door in the first month is even more unpleasant, everyone complains.

So some of them did not have much grievances, and they began to grieve.

Then there was a group of people who appeared to be dressed in the market.

Later, more and more figures were formed.

Later, the real people in the market came to whisper and point a little.

When a child smashed a stone at a ghost house, it was out of control.

There are a lot of arguments, all of which are complaints, from the earliest embarrassment to the last person who is born from the heart of the lungs.

Blaming the so-called sword fairy, since this is so vast, why do you still have to destroy so many property items with the driving city?

Du Yu posted the wall root on the wall of the courtyard, and almost gasped the lungs.

After striding back to the seniors, he sat on the small bench, Du Yu clenched his fists with both hands, and he was very uncomfortable. "Predecessors, go on like this, don't say throwing stones, giving people a normal feces. I really don't want to go out. tube?"

The white man lying on a bamboo chair, still gently shaking the bamboo fan, smiled and said: "What day is it today?"

As for the long sword in the sheath, it was casually left next to the bamboo chair.

This predecessor is really a big heart. I cut down the green bamboo from the bamboo garden and created such a bamboo chair. Lying here to sleep all day long.

And after getting along for a long time, Du Yu noticed that the predecessor who was the first to know, it is not easy to say that it is a difference between two people, always feel that it is different.

After Du Yu heard the seniors ask questions, he stunned and said, "The predecessors are February 2!"

The man suddenly sat up, picked up the bamboo fan, stood up, and smiled and said: "It's a good day."

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