Zhongzhou, deep in the earth.

Food and wine, put on the manor.

"Come, Shixiong, I have heard that you like wine. These wines are specially collected by me, please tasting." Yan Xian Yang Feng sat, and extended his palm to indicate the VIP opposite.

The VIP had a short white hair, a pair of gold enamel with a sharp light, wearing a military uniform, a blue-silver belt around his waist, and a silver armor on his calf.

He wore a bee-waist, and he screamed with a brave air. It’s just that he is half-reliant now, his posture is free and easy, and he has slightly diluted some of his oppressive gas fields.

Zhu Xian Yang Feng is a good changer in the seven-turn change, and the top ten of the Zhongzhou Top Ten, but in front of this VIP, it is inevitably being overwhelmed.

Therefore, this distinguished guest, surnamed Shi Minglei, is a master of the earth road, and he has also changed the road of change, and the seven turns to the peak, the Zhongzhou who is known as the fairy monkey king is the strongest!

"Then I will be welcome." Shi Lei laughed, reached out and picked up the heavy jar on the table.

When I opened the seal, I suddenly got a burst of alcohol, as if it were a burning flame, and it burst into the air.

For a moment, the vast manor is full of rich wines.

The wine has a reddish color, and it is surrounded by the mouth of the wine jar. It seems to be a pile of fire clouds.

Shi Lei saw it, eyebrows danced, and praised: "Good wine! It turned out to be the rumored Red Emperor. Yang Feng, you can get such a good wine, the means is not small."

Yan Xian Yang Feng laughed happily: "I don't want to pay for the stone brother, I also spent a lot of money, I asked for it from the treasury in the ancient soul door. It is also the light of the ancestors in my door. Ten thousand years ago, I sent one of the ancestors of the ancestors. In the smelting conference, I met with the Emperor of the East China Sea, and the two men smelt and test, and agreed which side to win, they can harvest the other refining works. The two sides fought for nine hundred and eighty-one days, each with their own wins and losses, and the whole is no different. This red wine is the emperor of the wine, and lost to me to send things to the ancestors."

The ancient soul gate in the ten ancient schools of Zhongzhou has been smeared with an ancient character. It is a veritable name. The history of the martial art is very long, and it is the highest of the top ten ancient factions.

300,000 years ago, it was a medieval era. Yuan Lian Xianzun, Pirates of Heaven, and Juyang Xianzun appeared one after another. A female fairy, who created a waterway and created a spiritual fast, is also in this era.

"Oh?" Shi Lei became interested. "The Emperor in the wine, I know this person, is the eight-turner esophagus strong, very famous in the history of the human race. His life energy is to refine the wine of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. According to rumors, These eight kinds of wines can be combined into one, and you can get eight turns of scented worms. With this scorpion, you can make eight turns of white peony fairy into a nine-turn yellow apricot fairy. After the death of this person, leaving the inheritance. Today's East China Sea Drunken Weng Weng is the 137th generation descendant of this heritage."

"Shi brother Bo Wen Guangzhi, admire under. Please!" Yang Feng raised the glass.

Shi Lei waved his hand: "The wine glass is too addictive, let's use the jar directly."

"Well, the stone brother is cool, and he is accompanying the end." Yang Feng laughed, and took a table, and then he should.

However, Shi Lei’s hand just touched the jar, suddenly his movements were stagnation, his look was slightly moving, and he turned his head to look out the air.

A channel of Xianyu has appeared in the sky above the manor, hovering and flying, but not falling.

Shi Lei Jin Yu flashed: "This is my sect, and I ask Yang, you to unlock the protection."

This manor is not a custom, the structure is exquisite, the layout is magnificent, the white jade floor tiles, the cold air and the sorrow, the hidden souls roar, is the ancient soul door of the fairy house!

Yang Feng manipulated the fairy house and released the passage to let the channel Xian Fei fly to Shi Lei.

After Shi Lei looked at it, his face changed slightly.

Don't send anything, Yang Feng is naturally not good to ask, raise the glass and silently taste the Red Emperor.

I did not expect Shi Lei to take the initiative to open: "Beiyuan Yuxian is really a good fight, the black family has just died, and the North Plains Zhu Xian has started to fight again. This time, the movement is even bigger. The golden families joined hands to deal with the just-established hundred feet. The alliance between the family and Truman."

"Chumen?" Yang Feng was puzzled.

"This is a recently established martial art. Do you know North Chudu?"

"Slightly know one or two, force the celestial celestial, people dominate the celestial."

"Yes, Chumen is what he created. This person can't be underestimated. Actually, he relied on the black-and-white hole to resist the attack of the hundred-footed Tianjun. He also secretly cultivated a number of powerful celestial beings, and the power is not small."

Yang Feng frowned and digested the news. He said: "It is not enough to fear the West Mountain. But the creation of Truman is probably the first case in Beiyuan. This Chu is really bold!"

"Not bad." Shi Lei opened his mouth. "This time, I have to stage a good show. The two sides have already agreed to conduct a military fight. Hey, Beiyuan is really lively, there are racks all day, how can I not be born? Beiyuan."

"Cough, cough."

Shi Lei made another head: "Hey, almost forgot the business. The court has ordered that we immediately attack the astrology and land."

"Why, Heaven has already determined that the source will not come back?" Yang Feng asked strangely.

It turns out that the heavenly side has escaped from the shadows, and the Ziwei fairy has never given up, and has been trying to calculate the trace of Fangyuan.

The true position of Fang Yuan was not exposed, and there was no progress even on the side of Prince Fengxian. However, Ziwei Fairy relies on some clues, combined with his own strong strength, to calculate the astrology and blessings.

The astrology is located in the land of the earth, just within the territory of the ancient soul gate.

Ziwei Fairy specially assigned Qi Xian Shi Lei to complete this matter.

Shi Lei was the elder elder of the battle of Xianzong. The ancient soul door sent Yang Feng to cooperate with Shi Lei.

Shi Lei took orders and acted in secret according to the design of Ziwei Fairy. If Fangyuan returns to the astrology site one day, he will take it.

But after waiting for a long time, Fang Yuan’s shadow did not see it!

Not long ago, the astrology of the blessings ushered in the disaster, Fang Yuan sighed, regardless of.

Ziwei Fairy realized the determination of Fangyuan and calculated that if he had a star-like blessing, he would have no small help in the future.

So she simply started directly and ordered Shi Lei to capture the astrology.

Spiritual fasting.

Lake heart mountain.

Feng Jinhuang's residence.

"Master sister, you are so powerful, even you can refine this kind of jealousy!" Qin Juan held the locust in both hands and shouted excitedly.

Feng Jinhuang's skin is snowy, Jin Mei's long hair is squatting, his mouth is slightly tilted, and he smiles and says: "This is not a big deal."

She has a fairy wing, and the realm of refining is now a master. It’s really nothing to refine the three reincarnations.

"Big, Master Sister, not good!" At this time, another Zhu Xian hurriedly ran over, and the baby's fat face was a little confused.

Qin Juan immediately dissatisfied with the coming to the human: "Sun Yao, you are also a spiritual disciple of the elite, how can there be no city."

Feng Jinhuang smiled and said: "No need to panic, there is me. Tell me, what?"

Sun Yao took a big breath: "That, Zhao Weiyun came over!"

"What is Zhao Liyun?" Qin Juan changed her face. She looked at Feng Jinhuang with concern. "Zhao Pianyun is the magic of the heavens, and inherits the true biography of the thief. Since joining the martial art, it has been Master sister your opponent. Zhao Liyun has always wanted to compete with the master sister for the position of the spiritual fairy, the fairy, how suddenly she took the initiative to come to the master sister here?"

The smile on Feng Jinhuang's face gradually disappeared: "I don't understand the matter, go, see her, ask her personally, don't you know?"

When the three women walked out of the house, they saw a woman.

The woman is dressed in a white dress, such as a quiet flower by the lake, holding a black hair, like silk. The eyebrows are caged, the skin is like a gelatin, and a pair of scorpions seem to blend into the night. At this moment, the color of sorrow and anxiety is revealed.

So beautiful, and Feng Jinhuang is comparable, it is Zhao Piyun!

"Zhao Shimei, I don't know if you come to me, what's the matter?" Feng Jinhuang asked openly.

Zhao Yuyun hesitated for a moment, and immediately he was determined to be a firm color.

Plop.

The next moment, she was kneeling directly on the ground.

Qin Juan and Sun Yao did not expect such changes, and they all exclaimed.

Feng Jinhuang was also very surprised: "Zhao Shimei, what are you doing?"

"I really have nowhere to go. I beg you, save Ma Hongyun!" Zhao Liyun said, tears rolled down the soft and smooth cheeks.

"Ma Hongyun, who is he? Let you come and ask me? Come, there is something you can say, don't lie." Feng Jinhuang walked quickly and extended his hands to help Zhao Weiyun stand up.

She is still very much a master sister's responsibility and chest.

Although Zhao Weiyun and her fight for the position of the fairy, the fight is very fierce. But now when Zhao pityed on the ground and asked her, Feng Jinhuang did not condescend, but took the initiative to extend his hands.

However, Zhao Liyun did not get up. She broke away from Feng Jinhuang’s hands and cried: “The one who can help me now is only yours, Feng Jinhuang’s sister!”

......

Southern Xinjiang, ancient moon cottage.

Fang Yuan pinched his fists and gritted his teeth. He sat on the two people who were sitting firmly on the main seat: "My father's aunt, my parents' legacy, you have already gotten the old man. Now I am missing some Yuanshi, you two old people can not be accommodating. Anyway?"

My aunt is cold and screaming. "You can say this wrong. The inheritance of your parents, we have not taken it, it is your brother. Your brother is a qualified genius, but you have more prospects than you." I believe that even if your parents are still there, I am afraid I will do the same."

"Fangyuan ah." 舅舅 Then he spoke, and slowly said, "I know what you want to do. Not just want Yuanshi to buy coffins and use it for refining. But do you know how difficult it is to refine? How much risk? You Ah, you, it’s too young. Don’t hold this unrealistic idea and do your part well. With your qualifications, don’t think about it anymore. Let’s live a life.”

It is already a winter season.

In the warm house, Fang Yuan’s heart is cold.

He has been standing in the same place, silent for a long time, only to open: "I understand."

He slowly turned and walked outside the house.

Behind him~lightnovelpub.net~ 舅 mother bitterly criticized: "This is gone? A little greeting is not a fight, it is really polite!"

My uncle is slightly smiling, and falsely said: "Fangyuan, don't rush, you can stay for dinner."

Fang Yuan did not stop, he went faster and faster, and his pace became more and more firm.

Originally, the father’s aunt’s residence, he walked on the streets where people were rare.

It is late at night.

Although there was no snow, the cold air made Fang Yuan feel a bit of chill.

Then he looked into the sky and secretly clenched his fists.

In the sky, the stars are shining, especially dazzling.

The starlight shines in the scorpion of Fang Yuan, and his eyes seem to shine.

"Since let me cross the world, I must have something to do. Even if C and other qualifications are, I will definitely!"

Fang Yuan did not see, behind him a figure, always quietly followed him, silently watching everything happen.

The starlight of the night sky is brighter and brighter, and the face of this figure is illuminated.

It is another source.

Only the face of this source has been completely changed, but the eyes are more vicissitudes.

Under his gaze, the whole night sky, the whole dreams turned from thick to light, as if it was a layer of thick smoke that covered the sky, and began to gradually dissipate until it dissipated.

In the real world, Fangyuan slowly opened his eyes and whispered to himself: "I can't think of it... I can revisit the past scenes of the past."