(I wish you all a happy new year, peace and safety, just like the little peace in this sword, the life in the new year, can walk in the beautiful scenery ~)

Jincheng’s saying that the score is very heavy.

It is the gentleman and sage appointed by the Confucian Academy. I am afraid that I would not claim to be a "German". The scholars are immortal, and Lid is making a fortune. It is the most difficult, most of the scholars, for the rest of their lives. Can retreat to the next level, and even retreat.

However, Chen Ping’s ink in his stomach is still shallow. It is still impossible to understand the deep meaning of the sentence in the identity of the city. For the blue-colored wooden box that touches the heart, Chen Pingan certainly likes it. Now I know that there is a seal stamped by the Emperor of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain. I like it more. Who doesn't like good things under the sun? Chen Pingan likes it very much!

However, it is one thing to like it. It does not mean that you can win people. How fast is Chen Ping’s punching, how high is the martial arts realm, and how many flying swords are there. It doesn’t matter. This is actually the Confucian respected self-denial. Li, only Chen Ping did not know "reason" for the time being.

Shen Wenxiao said: "The seal is what you hold."

Seeing that this little fairy teacher is a bit confused, the city grandfather is more happy, and has been immersed in incense for hundreds of years. He has seen all kinds of prayers, demands and ignorance of pilgrims, but also suffering, piety and helplessness. Shen Wen from a lifetime. Only the pure writers who know the bones of the country have become more aware of the world. Occasionally, even the mud bodhisattva will give birth to some anger, irritating those men and women who only know how to burn their scent and ask for God, and they are annoyed by the rich and devastating people. Will mourn its unfortunate anger, it is not contending, many things, many people, when they are about to disappear, one after the other, Jincheng 隍 Shen Wen looked at the foreigner young francs standing outside the door, mixed feelings.

Shen Wen suddenly raised his breath and sighed a little, and the squatting figure was slightly stable. He said: "Shen Wen finally has a request, do or not, you can consider it yourself, Shen Wen does not dare to force."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "The city grandfather said it."

Shen Wen asked: "If there is a wise monarch in the future, can you help one or two? Even if it is a little bit of a busy life, such as a drought or a flood, you are not far from here, can you use your magic power to help the country The people have weathered the natural disasters? Once, once."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "The city grandfather is assured that no matter whether the emperor of the color coat is wise or not, I only need to take the initiative to come here if I hear that the country is in trouble. But beforehand, I can only do what I can, and I hope that the city grandfather understands. ”

Shen Wen was so pleased and muttered: "It's very good, it's very good."

In fact, the Jincheng 隍 是 是 , , , , , 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位Emotion, the later the shot, the higher the realm, the more beneficial it is to the country.

Shen Wen looked at the gloomy sky outside the temple, and my heart was bitter. I could only do this for the color clothes country.

Shen Wen returned to God and smiled: "The previous golden body fragments, only half said, said the source and the rank, as for the use, a bit similar...The dragon skill, the use is great, but the threshold is very high, change Ordinary people, holding dozens of pieces of golden body fragments in their hands, I am afraid there is no meaning at all, but if there are people with debris, there are friends who are the number of roads to go, that is the priceless treasure of the goods, which is extremely rare in the congenital spirit under the sun. A precious kind, or a king of a country, is used to give the mountain gods in the mountains and rivers, which is inevitably the first prize of the world. To take a step back, it will be sold to the people who need it, such as the place near the top of the mountain, such as The big monk in Jin Dan’s Yuan Ying’s situation, you can ask for the price, how can you not bid too much!”

Chen Ping's look is dignified, one by one in mind.

Shen Wen smiled and said: "Please reach out."

Chen Pingan was a bit stunned and reached out.

Shen Wen extended his hand and slammed it into his chest. After clenching his fist, he reached Chen Ping, loosened his fist, and gently placed a piece of Chen’s palm.

It was a golden egg of a goose egg size.

Chen Ping looked up and rubbed his eyes.

Shen Wenxiao said: "The ancient battlefield sites, countless soldiers and monks worked hard to find the ghosts of the battlefield. They were actually the heroes of the heroes and the gods of war. I was Shen Wen, who was born as a scholar. After the death, he was sealed by the emperor of the color coat. A pair of golden body, the appearance is acceptable, can not be compared to the city grandfather in the capital of the king, but this golden body ... Wendan! Do not lose any city in a continent!"

The warmth of this moment is like the age of returning to the weak crown. The cold window is hard to read for more than ten years. The squid jumps to the dragon gate, and it is the Tianshelang, and the sacred sacred temple, the spirit of the wind, the body of the champion, take the lead in the palace, for It’s not a family name, Guangzong Yaozu, for the joy of a hundred family names.

The literary scholar Jincheng 隍, after Shen Wen surrendered the golden body, he was relieved, and he has been sheltering for a feng shui for hundreds of years. Now he can finally rest well. Chen Pingan did not withdraw his hand for a long time, Shen Wen haha ​​laughed, reached for a finger, above the daring, gently, smiled: "The body is full of colorful phoenix flying wings, the heart has a little bit of a pass. Xiaoxian division, later read more books!"

Chen Pingan solemnly put away the golden body and bold, together with the blue wooden box, into the square inch.

The juvenile is a younger person in the form of a scholar.

Shen Wen was treated as a gift by his peers.

Chen Ping remembered one thing and stepped into the land temple. He took out the watermark of the mountain and whispered: "Chengdu, my name is Chen Pingan, from Longquan County in Daxie, a bit of Mr. Qi gave me this seal, saying I met the mountains and rivers and waters, and I can stamp them on the map. On the other side of the burial post, the yin was very heavy. I took a map from the county government and took a picture. The result seems to be true. The landscape is reversed, so now the demon is doing evil in the Rouge County, is it useful? Can you suppress the evil spirits they created?"

Shen Wen looked solemn and asked: "Can I take it?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Of course."

Shen Wen hands carefully took over the pair of mountain watermarks, and then one hand, and held the top of the head, looked at the bottom of the seal and the slightly red Zheng Zhu, Shen Wen took a deep breath, put down his arm and asked: "That Did Mr. Bit tell you that there is a flaw in the pair of immortal instruments that are immeasurable, that is, every time you print, the aura will dissipate a point until the last aura is used, becoming the most common pair. seal?"

Chen Pingan scratched his head and grinned: "Mr. Qi did not tell me about this."

Shen Wen asked again: "You are not afraid that you will print down this time, and the aura is badly damaged?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "There is nothing to be afraid of, and I am not squandering. I have seen eight words from the landscape travels printed in Rouge County, called 'Heqing Qinghai, Shihe and Fengfeng', I especially liked it, and it was specially engraved on the bamboo slip. And I think this is the original intention of Mr. Qi to send me the seal. If Mr. Qi is here, it will definitely do the same."

Shen Wen sighed, "It’s a pity that this demon swears, more is to confuse people with evil methods, and the spread of plague. This is a very important meaning for the seal of Shanshui, but it is of little use to the current dangerous situation. Chen Peace, collect the seal, I am still saying that if you have a bright country in the future, when you pass by the country of color, you can ask the emperor to ask for a map of the capital, and if you cover it, you can at least benefit. Ze Centennian. Put it away, remember to remember, keep it well. Don't take it out easily, let people see."

Chen Pingan was somewhat lost and had to retake the seal.

In this scene, I can see that Shen Wen is crying and laughing. How can there be such a "missing eye" child? The mountain people are all businessmen, who are pursuing a profit, or do not care about the immediate gains and losses, but also for their foresight, layout of thousands of miles and thousands of In the end, in the final analysis, it is still necessary to make a big profit.

Shen Wen’s figure became more and more illusory, and he was stunned. Shen Sheng said: “Chen Ping, this demon swears, as you said, ‘power is enough’, it’s enough.”

Chen Ping nodded, took off the wine gourd, and looked up to the sky outside with the city grandfather.

Shen Wen suddenly asked: "Daquan Longquan County? The county and county of Baopingzhou generally do not bring a dragon character."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "My hometown used to be the Zhuzhudongtian. Later, the small cave was broken and fell into the ground, and it was renamed Longquan County."

Shen Wenyi, tentatively asked: "The Mr. Qi you said, but Mr. Qi of the Cliff College, the most proud disciple of Wen Sheng?"

Chen Pingan snorted and looked blank. "It is Mr. Qi."

Shen Wen was dull and looked at the young man from Datun.

Grass shoes, wine gourd, flying sword, seal, heart of the child, named Chen Pingan.

Shen Wen is a bit dry, "Chen Ping, then you are Mr. Qi's rumored disciple?"

Chen Pingan was hesitant, and finally decided to tell the truth. "Mr. Qi is not willing to accept me as a disciple, but then he met the master of Wen Sheng. It seems that Mr. Qi wants to be a substitute, but I felt that even the readers were not I didn’t agree to Wen Sheng’s master as his disciple. Wen Sheng’s master was not angry. He was drinking high. When I was carrying him, the old man patted my head and persuaded me to drink...”

Chen Pingan smiled and raised the wine gourd in his hand. He smiled brightly: "So now I am drinking."

The reader, Shen Wen, only felt that the sky was hit by five thunders. It was not a day when the thunder was on his head. It was a wave after wave.

Qi Jingchun! Qi Jingchun's younger brother! Master Wen Sheng! The closed disciple of Master Wen Sheng!

The teenager refused, and refused...

Shen Wen stayed like a chicken.

When Chen Pingyi looked at the city grandfather, it was difficult to say that he had made a mistake. He had to sneak a drink and stunned.

Shen Wen suddenly laughed and laughed aloud. He almost laughed and shed tears. He stretched his hand and slammed the shoulder of the young man. "Good! The things of our readers, others certainly don't understand! This is right, this is right!"

Shen Wen retracted his hand, and after his hands were negative, he strode out of the threshold of the land temple. "Happy and happy, reading scholars..."

Shen Wen smiled back and gave a thumbs up. "Make it beautiful!"

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Chen Pingan is somewhat sad. Don't make a gourd at the waist, and whisper to the place where the color-dressing country's scholars disappeared: "Broken and safe, old and safe."

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After Zhao’s brother was killed in the white house, there was no more people in the house to fall into the magic barrier. Although the silver bell girl Liu Gaoxin was vomiting, she was still reluctant to return to the county government, accompanied by the surname of the river. Looking for the fish that slipped through the net, when they came to a firewood house, the door was closed, the knifeman frowned, and he kicked open and found a boy inside, eight or nine years old, behind him was a firewood stack, and the knifeman said: "Let's go! After entering the devil, you are not saved."

The boy's lips picked up and shook his head.

The knifeman's face was indifferent, striding forward, holding the boy's head back, the boy slammed into the wall, the knife knife opened two bundles of firewood with a long knife, and there was a girl with yellow skinny skin inside, tightly tied by the rope. Bundled, one eyelid is bleeding, the other eyelid is no different from ordinary people, the girl's lips are blue and trembling.

The knifeman is going to kneel and the boy struggles to get up. He picks up a hatchet and rushes to the girl. He bites his teeth and says, "You dare to kill him, I will kill you!"

Even with the words of the first word of the dialect of the dialect, Zhao Fu is not the first giant of the Rouge County, it is the servant children of the government, can also understand the Yizhou Yayan.

The knifeman smiled and said: "I don't know what you are good, knowing that you are a **** and benevolent today, you may kill hundreds of people."

The boy was thin, his clothes were thin, and his eyes were firm and said: "I don't care, I want to protect you!"

The knife smashed the boy who was holding the hatchet with a kick, and the knife slammed into the poor girl.

The silver bell rang, the knife smashed the golden flower that swirled and swirled, and the knifeman paused slightly on the hand, but the blade was still at the forehead of the girl, and a blood tank with a long length was drawn down.

A knife was blocked, the knifeman did not get angry, just turned and stared at the girl, and asked: "Liu Gaoxin, can you save her? In the case of magic, others don't know how powerful it is. You are not a clear practitioner." In an irreparable situation, is it your own execution of this girl?"

Liu Gaoxin’s face was white and her lips trembled. “I can’t bear it.”

The knifeman sighed. "I must have been outside the Zhaofu Gate. Those who have been enchanted by me have been killed too fast. Miss Liu missed the scene of their biting the flesh and blood of the people."

Liu Gaoxin

The boy struggled to get up again, his painful knife was already unstable, the knife tip trembled, and the boy smashed his heart toward the knife: "The bastard, you have the ability to kill me first!"

The knifeman sneered: "What is your ability to kill you?"

He will slash again.

Liu Gaoxin red eyes, turned his head, could not bear to see.

Someone outside the door said: "Slightly wait."

The knifeman who turned his back to the door thought about it. He simply took the knife and sheathed it. He turned and smiled at the man. "Since it is a fairy teacher, then I will not do much."

It turned out to be Chen Ping, who returned to Zhaofu. He nodded to the knife.

Chen Pingan walked quickly into the firewood house and squatted in front of the girl. He found that the child seemed to be struggling against the body's magical obstacles, and even if the eyelids ooze blood, and the heartache was still sorrowful, it was still a matter of pressing the lips, and the girl tried to open the only one. Normal eyes, eyes filled with prayers, if people can live, who is willing to die, especially such a big child.

Chen Ping looked at the stubborn girl, patted her head gently, and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, cry out when it hurts, nothing, nothing."

The girl looked up, half a **** little face, looking at the smiling strange boy, wow and cried out.

Some grievances, no matter how big or small, can only be truly experienced by people who have suffered the same grievances.

Otherwise, the goodwill and goodwill of others will not make people really feel good.

Chen Pingan helped her untie the rope, turned her back, and turned her head and said: "Come, I will take you to a safe place to save you."

After two cold hands on his shoulders, Chen Pingwei smiled at the boy holding the hatchet: "Trouble you tied us with a rope. I am afraid that if there is something on the road, I will not be able to take care of her. Fast, can you get it?"

"Yes!" The boy lost his hatchet and wiped a tear in his face. He quickly ran to Chen Ping and the girl, and helped the two to tie together.

Chen Pingan slowly stood up and said to Liu Gaoxin and Dou surnamed the knife: "I will take the little girl to the Taishou government. I can't delay any more. See if there are any high-ranking people there. You can bring the boy, if There is still a problem with Zhao Fu, Liu Gaoxin, you can let him be placed outside the Zhaofu Gate. Can you?"

The knifeman smiled and said: "This kind of small thing, let Miss Liu take him out first, I can search for Zhaofu alone."

Chen Pingan turned to the boy and said: "Be careful, no matter what the outcome, I will tell you, can't you?"

The boy raised his arm and wiped his tears and nodded hard.

Chen Ping, carrying a cold girl, plunged out of the firewood house and jumped onto the wall. Several times, the water was swaying and swaying, and soon fell to the high wall of the county gate. This time I met Chen’s face and lurked among them. The pro-military did not pull the ball and let Chen Ping enter the bureaucrat and quickly went to the main hall.

Liu Gaoxin took the boy out of the Zhaofu gate, and the boy asked uncomfortably: "Shenxian sister, can your friend really save you?"

Liu Gaoxin was also called the fairy sister for the first time. Some people did not adapt. They smiled and said: "I am not a **** fairy sister. Don't worry, the **** fairy is the real mountain fairy, and will definitely save the little girl. But...but if you don't save it, you can't blame him, you know?"

The boy cried and nodded.

Liu Gaoxin licked the boy's head and sighed softly.

After Chen Ping entered the main hall, in addition to Liu Taishou, there were two martial artists who were responsible for the pressure of the center. One old man holding a long sword, a cloth bag hanging around his waist, I don’t know what to put. An old man with a silver brush hanging around his waist is said to be a scattered repair near the Rouge County. He has been trained in the Three Kingdoms. He has never been in the Xianjiamen for the rest of his life. He only relied on the opportunity and effort to reach this step.

The practicing martial arts of the Three Horizons may not dare to breathe in Longquan County, but it is enough for them to be in the small Guozhou County.

Chen Pingan and Liu Taishou had said the general reason. They had already solved the rope and carefully placed the girl in a chair and asked: "Is there any way to save this child?"

The old man was not happy with his face, but when he saw that Liu Taishou did not say anything, she was not good at taking the lead. She just snorted and stood still, simply closing her eyes and choosing to turn a blind eye.

Instead, the old man walked quickly to the chair, crouched down, and reached out to open the girl's eyelids that ooze **** eyes. The tone was heavy: "The little niece is a good qualification, born with a pair of yin and yang eyes, a glance at the Yangshui spirit, a glance I can see the night's ghosts and femininity. I was originally expected to embark on the road of practice. It was just the dust of the pearl. I didn't encounter Bole, and I was killed. This is a habitat for a rich devil, like a small mass grave. It’s awkward, even if it’s a strong man with strong yang, you’ll have to scream, and pity this little baby.”

While helping the girl to take care of the pulse, the old man looked up and stared at her eyes and blood. "The heart of the little doll is very strong. Now I need a panacea that is full of yang. No, even if it is the right medicine for the right medicine, swallow it." It is also impossible to get rid of the yin and suffocation of this yin eye. It is difficult to do it. I currently have only one spring breeze that is cultivated by Gu Yuan, and can only help her to maintain her vitality temporarily. What is really needed is... the charm, and must be The high-grade spirit symbol can pull the aura of the sun, blend into the yin eye, and the yin and yang will help each other. The little doll relies on his perseverance and luck to have hope to survive. Where can the charm come to find, even if the doll has My medicinal life has been delayed, and it has been delayed."

When the old man spoke, he took out a small box of red sandalwood from his sleeve and opened it to reveal a fragrant and blue-colored Danmao. He did not hesitate to feed the girl.

Chen Ping, who was on the sidelines, whispered softly: "Older generations, yang tempering lights, can't you?"

The old man was a surprise first, then he smiled bitterly: "Well, why not! The tens of millions of people under the sun, this yang temperament is very high, it is one of the most symptomatic medicines, and it is immediate, but you really have it? False goods? You must know that there are many lard-trained spirits in the world. There are many imitations of this kind of scorpion, and the shoddy is very good, mostly with the 'borrowing yangfu' to sell, and sell a hundred times the price..."

Chen Pingan said: "I have one on hand!"

Chen Ping stood up and said, "I will be back soon."

The old man is not surprised, just reminded: "Hurry up."

The singer's revealing family, where will be in the face of outsiders.

Liu Taishou bowed his head and looked at the horrors of the girls. They quickly regained their sight and went to the table to watch the situation.

The old man with a long sword opened his eyes and glanced at the back of the boy. He laughed.

Chen Pingan quickly searched for a secluded corridor, sitting against the pillars and sitting cross-legged. From the square of Feijian fifteen, the "snow cone" and a gold material from Li Xisheng were floated out. Symbol.

From the battle with Ma Xiaoxuan Street, to the battle of the city hall, and the golden ghosts of the city, and Chen Jing’s soul and soul, Chen Ping’s current body and soul are temporarily strong, just like Liu Gaoxin’s thought, most Need to recuperate, such as walking in the first half of the mountain road, the footsteps are easy, the more difficult it will be, the more difficult it will be. In the last part of the journey, even if it is just one step, it may be a situation against the mountain peaks and struggling.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and bent down. He was hand-carved with a small cone of wind and snow. The line of sight was a little blurred. Chen Pingan shook his head gently. He wanted to be a dragon kiln apprentice in his hometown. The billet is most afraid of a slight error. A little mistake may mean that the piece of porcelain in the hand is the decoration of the emperor's master's house, or the broken porcelain of the old porcelain mountain.

Chen Pingan tried to breathe as smoothly as possible, and began to draw a character with a martial artist's infuriating spirit. The air machine of the martial artist can survive and circulate, and the circulation is continuous. Although it is also a matter of one-handedness, it is simpler than the pure martial arts. a lot of. And Chen Sheng, who has long been broken and crushed by Changsheng Bridge, wants to draw a full-fledged symbol, and needs to consume a lot of minds, and it is no more than a continual 21-man punch.

Drop pens, not to score too fast, not too slow.

In a secluded corridor that no one knows.

The juvenile is holding a small cone of wind and snow, bending over and drawing, and the pen is steady, but the seven sputum slowly bleeds.

As for a girl who has never been masked, it costs a golden symbol that he already knows about the value. The value is not worth it. Chen Ping did not think about it.

Will it be distressed afterwards, Chen’s safety of the miser, I will definitely have it, but it is also a matter of hindrance. When it comes time, it’s a big deal to drink and relieve boredom.

A yang illuminator on the golden accent paper became!

Chen Ping cleaned the blood and walked to the official residence hall. When he handed the hand to the old man, the old man stayed for a while, and his face was touched with incredulous hands. The heavy aura was almost rushing out. The golden paper is on paper, and the old man asks in a less certain tone: "So I used it?"

Chen Ping nodded and smiled: "Use!"

The old man crouched down, pinching the yang yang to pick up the light symbol, and shouted: "Get off!"

The golden symbol is not moving, and there is no movement.

The old man was ashamed and blushing, blushing his face, mobilizing all the air in his body, and shouting again: "Get up!"

The golden symbol was burned up, but it was not burned to ashes, but a large group of golden auras emerged.

Liu Taishou, who didn’t know the true mystery, was amazed, and even more, the old man who held the sword almost took out his eyes.

The old man did not dare to relax a little, once again strong support for the breath of breath, lifted another hand, **** together, pointing to the thick golden light of the water flowing, lips slightly moving, "divided yin and yang, melt water, go!"

Jinguang went to the girl's vaginal eyes, and most of the golden light was integrated into the girl's eyes.

Then you can clearly see that between the eyes, if there is a golden thread to build a small bridge, Jinguang slowly flows from the left eye to the right eye.

The girl hurts her teeth and bites her lips. The hands are dead and hold the chair handle. The whole thin body is swaying and the face is distorted. Chen Ping gently grabs one of the girls’ hands, no matter whether she can hear her own words or not. Dao: "Persevere, you can survive. It is more important than anything. Believe that if you live, you will have something..."

The old man couldn't resist curiosity. He walked behind the old man and Chen Ping, and looked down at the girl's nose and the golden thread.

The old man smiled and said: "Sure enough, it is a sword fairy who cultivated Dacheng."

The old man's skin folds like a chicken skin, old and unbearable, but at the moment the eyes are stunned, but rather charming as a enchanting woman, the style is eternal.

She has already noticed the momentary change of the young boy.

But she laughed and plucked out, and directly lost the long sword in her arms. She stopped her body at the door and took off her waist pocket. After raising her hand, she dripped: "This sword fairy, is it not? I feel that the air in the body is stagnant? Hey, don't be nervous, just the slaves made a special trip for you to make a 'big snow to keep the customs', odorless and tasteless, under the dragon gate, it is easy to recruit, not shame! Half musk time, the sea is solidified, the air machine is not controlled. Well, plus the soul is like icing, then you can't control the flying sword with your heart. Of course, you only need to pick up the semi-musk, you can Continue to be your sword fairy."

The old man, as a three-level martial artist, is a distance of 100,000 miles from the dragon gate of Zhongwujing. It has already been recruited, and the face is like gold paper. It is extremely bleak. At the moment when the "Lao" is swept out, it has already been a head. , fell to the ground, can not faint.

Fortunately, the girl’s business has ended. Otherwise, I am afraid that two or two will die. This is of course the result of the extremely careful and cautious attitude of the “dad”. Her real goal is to bear the boy.

The head of a sword fairy boy is exchanged for a magic weapon of the ancient treasury of the ancient Shu Kingdom!

Steady and dignified.

The old man tore off the dough covering his face, a slimy one, and she was thrown away, revealing the face of a mature woman. Not only that, but after the body was distorted, it returned to normal posture, and it was graceful and beautiful. Practicing Qi, Mrs. Snake, is best at using poison.

She turned her head and smiled: "Dou brothers, you should be shot, the slave family is weak, no more than the heroic body of the landlord you bought, it is the sword of the sword fairy stabbed two swords, can hold it. Even the sword Xian is now an ordinary person, but if you still hide the handcuffs, the slaves can't afford it."

The master of the rivers and lakes surnamed Dou slowly walked to the threshold.

The knifeman looked at the young boy who stood up and stood up. He said with no expression: "Chen Pingan, I can’t help it. Our national teacher wants your head to be used. If you just meet in the rivers and lakes, you might drink it. Last time, I can't do it now. Even inside you, the three people in the house will die."

Chen Pingan looked at the door of a man and a woman, pulled a corner of his mouth, did not speak.

It seems that I told you before I said that the mountain is not moral, and I am used to the grass. But where are you going down the hill?

The man smiled and took out the scabbard and stepped on the door. "The wine in your waist jug, I will help you drink it back."

Liu Taishou was stunned.

What is this again?

Chen Ping is still standing in the same place.

The master who had been beaten by Ma Xuanxuan, the sword of Zhenwushan, killed an ancient assassin. Now it is two in one breath, that is, I don’t know if there is a fourth person.

Chen Pingan said: "Since you have seen the family early..."

Suddenly paused, Chen Pingan suddenly laughed. "First day, fifteen, this time, we can be pretty."

The snake-hearted old woman of the ancient country said: "This sword fairy, you still have to dying, you know that we are the ones who claim to be thousands of faces, and they have to deal with the gods in the five realms. It’s not always cheap to get it, but it’s not difficult to twist your neck in a half musk today.”

Chen Pingan was too lazy to ignore the yin and yang woman, quietly calming the air machine.

A touch of white rainbow, a touch of green glory, has plucked out the sword, hovering around Chen Pingyi's left and right shoulders.

The woman was horrified and trembled: "How is it possible! How can you sacrifice the flying sword!"

It was the knifeman who was used to the big winds and waves, and had to stop, with a knife in his hand and a knife in both hands.

Chen Ping looked around and asked the two flying swords: "Well, let's go together? The most killing words, the less words, I will deal with them first."

In order to assassinate the landlords who are called to count on several countries, they are not willing to take the initiative.

Chen Pingan has already rushed forward and stepped out, and it was broken.

At the same time, a white and a green green made two beautiful arcs in the main hall air, and instantly crossed the knife.

The woman screamed, tiptoe, and leaped into the air, and she was far away from this place. She was not willing to see the young monster in her life again.

The graceful figure of the woman in the air appeared two times before and after the subtle stagnation, and then fell to the ground.

At the heart of her heart, at the eyebrows, blood was dripping slowly.

The knife screamed and screamed with a knife. The man who climbed to the top of the temper was not going backwards. The legs and legs were suddenly flashing. The whole person leaned back and flew out, and the body directly hit the screen wall outside the door. On the top, crashing through a wall, a dusty top assassin, palms and brilliance, there is also a blessing, a heavy shot on the ground, the body shape disappeared instantly.

Chen Pingan slowed down his body, walked to the threshold, looked around, and finally pointed to a direction in the distance, "Where."

The first and fifteenths of the ground flies and flew to the position of Chen Ping’s fingers almost at the same time.

It is clearly a hard blue brick floor, but there is a ripple of ripples. After a while, it finally returns to calm.

Chen Ping’s hand reached over his mouth, leaning his shoulder against the threshold, swallowing the blood that rushed to his throat, taking off the sword, and flying two flying swords back. Chen Pingan gently drank the wine, it was eight The money is a pound of earth-burning, the taste is really good, that is, I don’t know the specialties of the Rouge County, which is a pound of silver and a pound of silver. It is a taste.