Chapter 1635 Under the Wall

   "Broken Yu lost a young clan a few days ago. I thought that the younger generation would be unsustainable, but I didn't expect Zhou Jinshuang to come out suddenly. It seems that I was prepared long ago."

The old man said so, and the weak white jade son whispered softly: "If you are not prepared, why do you intend to have no fault? However, Daqin and the Three Kingdoms are feuds. The Broken Feather Mountain Range is rich in money and heart-burning to seek territory. It is all human desires. It’s nothing unusual, because the sky is so big, it's just a drop in the ocean."

   paused, he smiled bitterly.

  “Some of them are precipitated, some of them are like pyrotechnics, and only a few can shine.”

  The old man squirmed his lips and said, "If you are in good health, my son, I’m afraid this day’s hidden choice..."

The son of    laughed suddenly, and slapped the old man on the head with a simple folding fan, acting very casually and intimately, "Time can't go back and forth, if I insist on asking for one, if it is, this life will be very difficult."

   "Come here, it's just a break."

  "Since it's a relaxation, don't think too much, can you play with me?"

  The old man was helpless, but later also deliberately expressed relief and smiled.

  The young man Baiyu smiled too, but his smile was much better than the old man's wrinkled face.

  A smile is more than just a city, it can be a country.

  He glanced at the fierce battle between the two He Wuliu over there, his gaze moved forward, passed many people, and saw many people fighting over and under.

  Maybe weird, maybe clear, but this is the vigor and vitality of the younger generation.

  But after this vitality, his eyes fell on the Wall of Forgotten River.

  The genus of gravity, the curse of absorbing spirits, has attracted countless people to make a name for it for thousands of years.

  One generation after another, year after year.

  Many people stayed, many people failed.

  But there are still some people. . . Obscurity, passing by.

  He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of desolation.

  Under the desolation, he whispered: "Uncle, can you protect me later? I want to leave a name on it."

  The old man was startled, then lowered his head, covered the scarlet in his eyes, and raised his hand to make a gesture.

  "Slave, take care of you and take care of yourself."

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  After stopping a pavilion, Qin Yu himself was shocked, because several people walked into the pavilion. . . However, such a small pavilion abruptly accommodated everyone.

  Dozens, hundreds of them, all accommodated in one go.

After   accommodating, the people are gone.

  "Independent space?"

  Fang Yourong took them past the pavilion, and said lightly: "Transportation Array."

   Teleportation array? Everyone was surprised.

  In other words, the teleportation array is not a low-level thing, it is a fixed teleportation array.

  "The rules of stopping a pavilion, if you can leave your name on the wall of Wangchuan, you can pass through the pavilion teleportation array to reach Wushuang City."

  "This is a symbol."

   "Anyone who can pass a pavilion to Wushuang City is basically a master."

  Fang Yourong glanced at the crowd with his head tilted, and said lightly: "It's not limited to the so-called genius."

  Qin Yu knows that in the eyes of some real geniuses, they disdain the title of genius, because they have received too much recognition from childhood to most. What they want is higher-level recognition-such as masters and strong people.

  It’s like a 20-year-old boy who hates that he is young the most.

  Fang Yourong probably doesn't bother with this kind of name, but she knows that a certain degree of stunt is very effective for these children.

Ok. . . . Except for a little junior sister.

Qin Yu noticed Fang Yourong's eyes, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled lightly.

  There are too many people around. The disciples saw how many older people walking towards the pavilion, and they even didn't comment on the rivalry between the two geniuses in the sky.

  The cultivation base determines the horizon, and the horizon determines the pattern.

  They were also outstanding geniuses, after that age, they didn't take it seriously.

  However, fifty-six out of ten people are always paying attention.

  So not many people pay attention to Qin Yu.

  Even if someone doesn’t pay attention to others, they are mostly paying attention to themselves-the front is close to the wall of Wangchuan, and the influence of gravity is coming.

   "Hey, it's actually okay, but I feel a little heavier... Ah!" Yan Zhao just said, the person disappeared because he was kneeling.

Xie Shuling next to    saw that he was kneeling and walked away.

  Because Fang Yourong said: “Its gravity focus is not uniform, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, and the direction is not fixed. It may kneel or lie down..."

  Qin Yu: "Will you lie there too?"

  When she talked about the word lying, the tone, the tone.

  Did you drive?

  Didididi.

  Fang Yourong thought for a while that he had heard it wrong, so he glanced at Qin Yu and found that the woman had an elegant face and pure eyes.

  It's so simple.

  She can only turn her face away, farther away from Qin Yu.

  In fact, Qin Yu has no meaning at all: "???"

  What's wrong with her, what did she say.

   numbness.

  Gravity has a great influence, it is the double pressure on the vertical and the plane.

  It was originally a group, but now they are separated in twos and threes. The differences in physique and perseverance are obvious.

  Fang Yourong naturally has no pressure, and she has no pressure on Qin Yu to follow her, she is not surprised.

   just said to her: "Close to the name, at the bottom, it's enough."

   "But the master... are all on it."

  She pointed up.

  Qin Yu's gaze stayed from below and saw many names densely packed. Looking up, you could see fewer and fewer names, with deep and shallow scales.

  "High and low, deep and shallow, you can see the strength and weakness." Fang Yourong said.

  Qin Yu nodded, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, with a solemn face, lowered his voice, and quietly said: "Sister, have you noticed anything?"

  Fang Yourong was startled. She had always known that this little junior girl was extremely smart. She had insight into the details and looked around. Did she find any secrets?

   "What's the matter?"

  She didn't see it, so she was not ashamed to ask.

  Then the gentle and virtuous little sister said: “Sister, you don’t like to talk, but you are very patient with me.”

  Fang has fault tolerance, and his expression is beyond words.

  I want to say something, but I can’t start.

  It was a long time before saying a word.

  "You...how can you be so shameless."

  It's hard to speak, it's hard to speak.

  She felt that this sentence was difficult to express, and how did this little junior sister say such a thing before her.

  What is the image of the elegant, gentle and considerate little sister. . . .

  Fang Yourong felt that she might be a bit blind.

   "Senior Sister, how can you say that to me!" Senior Sister Qingqiu looked distressed, pale, her eyes down sad.

   "I just express my thoughts."

   "After all, in front of the senior sister, there should be no cover, frank and trustworthy."

  She has a bright and upright look.

  Fang Yourong looked at her, was silent for a long time, chose another way of speaking, and said: "Is there no cover? Then what are you still wearing clothes for?"

  Qin Yu was taken aback this time, and it was only three seconds later that he realized that he had been driven by Senior Sister Fang.

  It was also at that moment, she faintly discovered that Fang Yourong was hiding under Duanya's coldness. . . The rest of the inner character.

  Qin Yu's eyes flashed, thoughtful.

After driving the car, the driver abandoned the car and walked away. Tan Leng walked to the wall of Wangchuan, paused, as if looking at the name on it for a long time, then turned his head and looked at Qin Yu, his face was dull and his tone was cold. Thin.

"come over."

  Oh, sister Faner.

  Qin Yu passed by with a smile.

Then. . . She looked at Fang Yourong, and Fang Yourong looked at her.

  Three seconds again.

  Qin Yu: "Why don't you climb up?"

  (End of this chapter)