The readers who repeatedly subscribed to Chapter 349 yesterday, today and again have doubled back in the form of a vertical and horizontal currency book coupon. I still have to say sorry to everyone: The update in the early part of this month was a mess, but after that, I worked hard. I finally updated nearly 140,000 words this month, and I have to praise myself.

On the road of life, there will always be a few hurricanes, just like God is reminding the world that you are under the fence and you must bow your head.

For example, Chen Pingan met a Cai Jinjian at the door of Muliang Lane. In the Longlong Ditch, he met the original owner of the robe of the robe. He entered the depths of the flowers and ushered in a cofferdam.

It doesn't matter if you look at it.

In the past, after the rain, the weather was fine, and I couldn’t pass it. At most, I could only be like Wufu, and I was still a good man after 18 years.

Master led the practice in the individual.

This is the case with Zhong Kui today.

Before today, the practice of Da Kui College Zhong Kui was too good and too fast, so amazing, and riding on the boulevard, so that all Confucian students in Tongyezhou could not look back.

But today, the day is white.

The enemy of life and death.

Compared with Mr. Zhong Kui, the mountain lord of Dafu College, to intercept the big demon near the Fusong Zong, is actually more dangerous.

This is against the original intention of the mountain owner.

Zhong Kui’s current situation is a must.

Bai Yan’s eyes were indifferent, watching this young scholar who was considered to be a great wine festival in a school.

Zhong Kui took a deep breath.

Even if it has not broken the bottleneck of the immortal world, even if it is not innately known as the demon of the world.

The white scorpion carrying an ancient sword in front of him is also a real jade sword.

If the martial arts is the most rebellious thief in the world, and dare to scream the life and death of the road, then the sword repair is undoubtedly the most unreasonable existence of the martial arts.

The gentleman has no reason, and jade does not go away.

When the white scorpion squirted the first sword, he gave the Dafu Academy to each priest’s bodyguard jade, and made it into a powder.

Between a gentleman and a big demon, the jade with the true meaning of the Confucian sages was smashed, and hundreds of golden words slowly disappeared, like a golden rain.

Between Zhong Kui and then, he retreated to the edge of a prisoner dozens of feet away. The double sleeves swayed and the autumn wind smothered. The little two green shirts were filled with the momentum of the autumn soldiers.

The Jingping of Taiping Mountain is a huge water well-like building. The well wall is cut with a step down the stacking path. It rotates downwards, and the yin is cold, like a bottomless pit that goes straight to the yin.

Even if the next five monks are close to the vicinity of the prison, they will be accused of suffocating for many years, disturbing the air and eroding the body.

The Taoist Taoist priests have a hard work. They are sitting around the prison and forgetting to take care of them.

The reason why the female crown Huang Ting is regarded as a stunning monastic jade is that she first followed the brothers and sisters of the same door to the prison. When everyone was struggling to support the suffocating gas, she was not surprised. Sneaking to the entrance to the edge of the prison, if it was not the old Taoist priest who was responsible for staring at the younger generation, and hurriedly glared at the back of the little girl, maybe Huang Ting had entered at the age of nine. Jing Jing.

After that, Huang Ting and the Taipingshan elders struggled with each other. At the age of eleven, they successfully entered the prison. As a result, they almost died in the depths of the prison. They couldn’t go out and fainted.

In the end, she was thrown out of the prison by a black and white.

The old man slowly moved forward, strolling in the air, and came to the edge of a prisoner.

The sword was out of the sword, the sword was too heavy, and it was completely invisible to see the true body of the sword. After a sword broke the piece of jade that was equivalent to the top of the magic weapon, the flying sword was not even on the Taiping Mountain at this moment, and it was faintly visible in the distance. Grabbing, rushing, like a slender white snake swimming on a large black screen.

As a result, the Taipingshan Hushan, which was supposed to be affected, stopped working in an instant, and there was an unusual chaos.

Zhong Kui was unable to successfully drive the big battle to suppress this demon.

On the way to the Huangting, the ancestor went to Fuhuafu to pick up the 12-day big demon. The Yuanyingdi immortal who lived in the Taipingshan affairs controlled the central control of the mountain. Unreservedly handed over to Zhong Kui, an outsider, not the identity of the Dafu College, but only believes in Zhong Kui. In fact, this kind of behavior is very suspicion, and it is very likely that the insider of Taipingshan will be leaked. However, there is no objection to the up and down of Taiping Mountain.

There have been saints who speak the Taiping Mountain Taoist priests.

It really deserves this praise.

It’s just that the height of the road is one foot high, and this one is white. It is worthy of being worshipped for the town of Taipingshan for three thousand years. It can actually stop the big array temporarily.

Zhong Kui looked dignified and silently recited a sage article in his heart.

The autumn wind in his sleeves is higher than the book style that he can't ask for.

At the beginning, Zhong Kui had not yet won the championship. After he was a sage in the early days of the Academy, he was "infamous" at the Dafu Academy because he was not arrogant in the year. He was not liked by many old-fashioned old-fashioned sages. To take off the sage title and become the sage and gentleman of the academy, it is not a once-and-for-all thing. Every few years there is a big test. Zhong Kui was drunk for three days and three nights. It was a direct lack of test. The bookmakers who have been in the age of the College, or who are not accustomed to Zhongkui’s arbitrary desires, or angered his squandering talents, or the original intention of having a great responsibility, must bear their heart, all the wise men co-branded, Ask the mountain owner to deprive the sage of Zhong Kui.

As a result, it was snowing in the winter, and Zhong Kui walked in the snow, screaming at a moral article of a saint, and asked the saint to ask the doubts in the article with the attitude of asking the gods in the sky. Finally, Zhong Kui Asking for self-answer, look quite self-satisfied.

At the time of Zhong Kui’s stop, there was an autumn wind in the winter season, carrying the “good” word of the saint’s personal praise, which resounded through the Dafu Academy.

Autumn wind into the sleeves.

On the same day, Zhong Kui was a gentleman, and no one dared to question.

According to legend, the holy man-made word, the ghost crying and crying.

The text does have its power, at least for the disciples of the college.

The most obvious manifestation is the sacred characters owned by the saints in the "Sven Authentic" Confucian Temple. These great saints are many days of Gao Li Shentai. They are worshipped by the world, the culture continues, and the incense is forever.

Even the saints of the "authentic" Confucian Temple do not mention the five sacred masters and the five accompanying squatters. Of course, there are only four left now, and the rest of the saints have only one sacred word.

There is only one exception in the world.

Shan Cliff College Qi Jingchun.

Spring, quiet, are the person's life words, and two words, great.

Then it is the general Confucian academy's mountain master, the gentleman's mouth contains the heavenly constitution, and the stomach is awe-inspiring, attracting the resonance of the heavens and the earth.

After that, it was the poem of the sages, which attracted a hurricane, which enabled people to shape their bodies and teach the ghosts and ghosts to fly.

The white pheasant carrying only a scabbard stood opposite the wellhead and did not speak. It just extended three fingers.

Probably said to kill you Zhong Kui, just three swords only?

Zhong Kui said nothing and did not make any arguments.

The jade, which symbolizes the identity of a gentleman, has already returned to the academy.

In all directions, Zhong Kui appears like a snow-white waterfall. The white water flows are composed of small, flying heads.

As if at the Taipingshan Jingjing, a huge book page was erected.

As a result, the suffocating suffocating from the prison was forcibly pressed down to suppress the demons and ghosts of them, and they were fierce and smashed.

There are countless slams of iron chains under the prison, such as thunder.

The white pelicans look around. There are actually two large mountain guards in Taiping Mountain. They are divided into two parts: the outer part, the light and the dark. The previous one is the guardian mountain array known to Tongyezhou. Once activated, there will be a mirror like the moon, the light. Shining the Taiping Mountain, letting any demon charm nowhere, in the light, not only the realm of the realm will be suppressed, especially the demon and ghosts, but also by the natural pressure, the road is shallow, such as the immortal Next, a face will die out in an instant.

However, the true jealousy of the white pheasant is not the one that has been passively hand-footed, but the real killer of Taipingshan.

The moonlight mirror, which is enough to shock the land of the semi-continental land, its real use, the outsiders can't think of breaking their heads. Its existence is just to facilitate the Taipingshan to find out the opponent, nothing more!

For Tongyezhou, who is the third major gate after Tongyezong and Yuguizong.

For thousands of years, the monks of Tong Yezhou have said that the lords are all Fusong sects of the Shangwu dynasty. However, no matter how the outsiders show their touts and sincere recognition, Fu Zongzong never admits that he is the third party of Tong Yezhou. The Fusong Zong lord only had one relevant comment about his opinion. If the Fuxun moved to the small place in the north, Bao Pingzhou, even if it is the first, what is the difficulty?

The white rainbow that wandered outside the Taiping Mountain once again broke through a layer of invisible mountain and water transport, and it rushed from the sky and fell straight to the head of Zhong Kui.

A waterfall-like page, slanting backwards, forms a semi-circular white and white array around Zhong Kui and at the top of the head.

The sword of the long sword, after striking the waterfall, bursts of sparks.

The speed of the long sword has been blocked by a few points, but the world of the waterfall is constantly dissipating.

Even if only the sparks of the stars are spattered out, the towering ancient trees near the Jingping Jingjing, the viewing pavilion and the emperor's temple will be destroyed, and countless birds and beasts will mourn and escape.

Zhong Kui ignored the old sword that would break the waterfall flow sooner or later, but instead stared at the uncle who was still moving.

The white-eyed look is self-confident, with a hint of playfulness in the corner of his mouth. It is clear that he wants to see the gentleman of the school who belongs to the murderer, and what is the ability to press the bottom of the box.

The sword above the head of Zhong Kui is just its second sword.

The practice of the Yaozu is not easy to be congenital. It is extremely difficult to become a sword repairer. Therefore, the swordsmanship of the five kingdoms, without exception, will be the unspeakable party of the wilderness. The sword-cultivation demon in the Five Kingdoms has a variety of honors in the wild, almost equal to the disciples of the world. Even if it is justified revenge or slashing, the five-sword sword repair can be exempted from death once. If you don't follow the rules, you will kill the sword repairer. No matter how high your identity is, you will be rewarded.

Haoran’s temperament in the world may not be clear about the terribleness of a sword repairing a big demon. After all, although there are many monsters, but the real big demon is rare, but the sword is on the Great Wall, a sword is a tricky trick. To a certain extent, he has already died with the generosity of countless Terran swords, and has taught them the horrific killing power and **** means.

Why is Aliang strong, why there are countless admirers and supporters in the Great Wall of Jianqi, it is that Aliang is a hundred years of kendo in the Great Wall of Jianqi, facing the upper five worlds swordsmanship of the same realm, never invincible, not only one The defeat, as well as the tens of thousands of miles to kill each other, even on the spot.

So about Aliang flying away from Haoran, going to the second place in the strange place where the evil spirits are rampant, the sky is overwhelming, and the temperament of the world’s temperament feels that Aliang will be defeated, but it will be wild. Most of the demon people in the world are convinced that the swordsman Aliang, who is not enough to die 10,000 times, will become the real enemy.

The demon family respects and worships the strongest, even if the Aliang who claims to be a swordsman hates it, but when there is a peak demon who proposes the death of Aliang, he can make a monument with a sword in the burial place of the wild world.

The whole world is quite wild, and a land of barbarism, which is regarded as "no sound", is taken for granted.

More than a hundred Taoist priests who stayed on the Taiping Mountain did not stand by and watched. Almost all of them were the lowest Taoist priests in the middle gates of the mountain gates. Many of them were still pale-skinned but steadfast.

Zhong Kui is sternly said: "Return! Don't die!"

One of the Taoist monks in the Jindan realm, although he has recognized the identity of the old man, is still a sentence to block the truth of all the people of Zhongkui. "I am a Taiping Taoist, a demon slayer, no death. The reason before the people."

The white pheasant did not look at the Jindan monk, and he punched it with a fist. The boxing smashed the body of a sacred sacred sacred man, and Jin Dan collapsed.

Repay goodwill in good faith, although there is no regret.

The Taoist Taoist is so.

This is especially true of Zhong Kui.

With a wave of double sleeves and two autumn winds in the sleeves, all the Taoist Taoist priests were wrapped in them and thrown one by one.

Bai Yu turned a blind eye to this, letting Zhong Kui throw those Taoists out of the battlefield.

A bell is worthy of a Victoria Peak.

The white heart is thinking.

That speeded down the ancient sword.

Zhong Kui double fingers quietly hold a cyan material.

The sage's manuscript is engraved with a small snow cone with the words "There is a god", and the town sword symbol created by the gentleman Zhong Kui!

Between the moment when the long sword broke open the waterfall, the head of Zhong Kui’s head appeared the blue-colored sword.

The ancient sword fell into a hole in the heavens like a fairy, and it disappeared completely.

Even the white enamel that refines it for thousands of years is not felt.

The two guarded mountain arrays in Taiping Mountain, such as the bright mirror of the moon rising to the moon, are used to demonize the demon, even if it is a jade monk, you can imprison it for a while, and the real killing will follow, It is the founder of the Taiping Mountain who is a master of the gods. He has exhausted manpower, material and financial resources. The four imitations of the ancient swords that were cast are fake, but each one is the rank of the half-sage. After the four swords are formed, It is the power of the sky, can rival a veritable killing of the singers.

But the sword that this white scorpion is carrying is just one of the four swords.

As a town and a mountain, for three thousand years, not only to recover and kill the demon scorpions who "escaped" from the prison, but also countless times to sneak down the mountain to kill the enemy, and countless merits.

In the end, thousands of years ago, the generation of the Taipingshan sect was the mainstay of the public, and one of the ancient swords was given to the white scorpion that had already been "unable to be sealed."

Although Bai Hao could not completely control the four swords, but it was too simple for a moment and a half. If the ordinary immortal was forced to rush to hold a big battle in an emergency, Bai Hao was sure to let the four swords go round.

There is no ancient sword that is both a sword and a life.

The white scorpion blinked slightly, pulled the corner of his mouth, and his movements were subtle, but it was full of the savage and **** atmosphere of the sky.

After Zhong Kui’s hand was handed, holding a small snow cone, as if standing in front of the book case, began to write the first word.

Holy.

The second word, person.

The third word, yes.

The fourth word, the cloud.

The pen is very fast.

Every word under the snow cone pen hovered in front of Zhong Kui, and it was very powerful.

On the Taiping Mountain, the wind is rolling.

The white pheasant gently shook his head.

It flashed away.

With a two-handed knife, Bai Hao swept over the majority of the wellhead in the prison and went straight to Zhong Kui.

Sweep away.

No more hope for the young gentleman of this college.

It is not that after Zhong Kui wrote a complete chapter, Bai Yu could not cope.

After all, when it leaves the customs, it is actually a sword repair in the immortal world.

It is deliberate and has pressed the realm for five hundred years.

Unless the Zhongkui of the Yuan Ying realm is the reincarnation of the Taoist ancestors, there is a jade border between them, and it also involves the Scorpio between the Five Realms and the Upper Five Realms. How can Zhong Kui live?

If Zhong Kui can control two Taipingshan mountain guards at the same time, then two said.

It is a pity that these two big squads, unless they are the apostles and the ancestors of the ancestors, will be regarded as nothing.

However, if it stays in the Taiping Mountain for a while, it will be very troublesome, and it will be a real big trouble.

When the white scorpion gently fell on the position where Zhong Kui originally stood, more than a dozen feet, Zhong Kui was stopped by the waist, and next to the two bodies, blood dripping.

Four gold characters, a small snow cone, have been destroyed.

A magnificent Jin Dan has long since disappeared, and a Yuan Ying, who has a very high rank, is dissipated.

This is the end of a 12-day sword.

The white scorpion reached out and grabbed a blue-colored plaque that had cracked from the void. He pointed at the **** and took the ancient sword that broke free from the cage and put it back to the scabbard.

After the white eyes were swept away, the fairy tales, who could not save the gods, finally hoarse and open, this is the first time it spoke, and slowly said: "It is also generous."

It looked up and looked at it. It was a slap in the face, and the entire Taiping Mountain was shaken. The figure jumped to the top of the Taiping Mountain, a turning point, and swept away to the south.

After the tremor of the mountain, the bottom of the prison seemed to be unconstrained, and the sky filled the entire wellhead.

The demons who have been suppressed in the prison for countless years have experienced a brief shock and embarrassment, and then made countless laughs. Those demon evils who are thinking about killing the Taiping Mountain are about to rush out of the prison. This imposing enchanting arrogance suddenly stagnate and begins to hesitate.

original.

In the far north of Taiping Mountain, there is a light spot.

Then there was thunder and rolling, and the clouds were smashed.

The hill was another shock. A tall, white-haired robe old man fell by the body of Zhong Kui, full of anger and embarrassment.

A golden body is rising from the ground up, almost equal to the towering Taiping Mountain, raising one arm high, and the mountain rises a round of the moon, which is held in the hands of the old priests of the mountains and mountains. The south is shining.

At the same time, shaking hands with one hand, from the southeast and west of Taipingshan, three swords, and finally hovered on the side of the body.

This Taoist is the ancestor of the Taipingshan contemporary lord.

At that time, the brothers insisted on awarding one of the swords to Bai Yu. He was the most objectionable one. For this reason, the two brothers and sisters also became strangers.

What's more, there is an outsider who is quite similar to their brothers and brothers. He also publicly ridiculed him for being a blessing to a beast.

The immortal ancestor of the Taiping Mountain, holding a bright moonlight mirror that seems to compete with the bright moon in the sky, patrolled for a moment, and finally still saw the distant whiteness that was already thousands of miles away.

A golden body method sounds like a thunder, "an old animal who is ungrateful! The poor road will kill you!"

The words are followed.

Three Taipingshan towns, the mountain swords, three smudges shine a thousand miles bright as the brilliance of white, cut through the sky, chasing the white cricket that desperately fled south.

The back-sword white scorpion was decisive, and he reached out and took out one of the four swords behind him, driving it to rush to one of the green brilliance.

It only asks for the three swords in Taipingshan, and there is a slight pause.

The Taiping Mountain ancestor was even more sultry. It turned out that two ancestral ancient swords and jade were burned, and a group of shocking light was blown up in the air. The old Taoist still did not hesitate to control the other two swords. No matter how the route is changed, the white shackles are still not allowed to let the sword directly penetrate the skull, but it is worn by the vest.

This forced the white shackles to show hundreds of feet of law, and both feet stepped on the mountains and rivers, and both hands smashed the second ancient sword.

The cockroach's hands were **** and fuzzy, and the huge figure continued to slide backwards out. Finally, he couldn't hold the ancient sword, broke free from the bondage, and nailed it into his heart.

The huge white shackles that have been hit twice have never been able to maintain the Fa, and they have returned to the heights of the people. They have already hurt the avenues and tried their best to continue to the south.

Before the disappearance of the giant scorpion form, it smirked: "Do you not save the squad? You have a chance, whether you are saving or killing the demon, killing the demon is going to kill, haha"

After the big demon ran out for hundreds of miles, he was pierced twice by the ancient swords that were too far away from the Taiping Mountain and finally revealed the true body.

The old Taoist sighs. He has already tried to forcefully change and attenuate the mountain and water transportation of the Taiping Mountain. He also forced the entire "Fadong" of the Taiping Mountain to move forward hundreds of miles in order to maintain the remaining two swords. Power, but once this is done, the scholars next to the Jingong at the mountainside, I am afraid that even the first-line vitality will be lost. After all, he will make the golden body and the body, and the real body will always stay in place, helping Zhong Kui to gather the only remaining soul. Trying to reverse the Qiankun and make it "returning the sun to live people", this is the act of going against the sky, will provoke the wrath of the shacks of the shacks, as long as the Taipingshan gas movement, maybe you will take the opportunity to enter, directly take away the clock There are not many remaining ghosts left.

Therefore, the old beast will kill the demon or kill.

I did not completely break the Zhongkui Yuanshen, I am afraid that it is also one of the calculations of that white.

Near the Jingjing, in front of the old Taoist priest, there was a swaying ghost, and it was the white-blooded shirt of the face, the gentleman Zhong Kui.

The old Taoist sang: "It’s my Taipingshan can’t hold you, Mr. Zhong. The poor road is not facing the Dafu Academy.”

In the immortality of the immortal priests, whether in the Taipingshan Shimen or the entire Tongyezhou, they are standing in the most mountainous clouds. The old man called the young man Zhong Kui, a great recognition.

It’s just that people are dead. What is the benefit of being able to dissipate the weak and the ghosts between the heavens and the earth at any time?

However, the Taiping ancestor, what he did, must be worthy of the Taoist "real person".

Zhong Kui’s ghost smiled and shook his head, his lips were slightly moving, and there was no words in the world, but the old man naturally knew the content of the words. “The old real person does not have to worry about it. It’s my own disaster. I can’t escape, not in this Taiping Mountain. It will also be in the Dafu College, anywhere in Tongyezhou."

Next to the prison, there is a young female crown.

Her lips were picked up and blood was leaking out.

It is the Huang Ting who originally wanted to stay in the Huanfu Fudi, or Fan Jiaoer and Tong Qingqing of Jingxinzhai.

She is more angry than anyone else in Taipingshan.

The back sword was white, and it was one of the opportunities on her way of practicing. She taught her back swords that were not recorded in the mountain gate. It was engraved in the heart and even brought to the flower garden, so there is a back on the river and the lake. Not a sword, it is the saying of two Fans.

The old man once took her to the depths of the prison, and helped her to practice.

She wants to kill it by hand, and then asks it, betraying the Taiping Mountain, but regret it!

As for why he chose to betray, Huang Ting would not ask, would not ask!

Zhong Kui was dead, and the Taiping Mountain was a huge black whirlpool. There was a huge figure in the crown of the emperor, and it looked cold and cold overlooking the Taiping Mountain.

Zhong Kui’s ghost looked up and looked bleak and laughed.

The old Taoist priest originally wanted to put away the golden body. If he didn't say anything, the golden body method slightly bent his knees, then leaped high, and the hands smashed the vortex directly.

It’s just that the old Taoist’s golden body has collapsed and broken.

The price is too big to imagine.

Zhong Kui just wants to talk.

The old Taoist swayed his hand and smiled and said: "If you practice the matter, what is the realm, be a fart, in the end, let yourself feel cool!"

After that, the old Taoist priests looked a little lonely.

This Mr. Zhong, not to mention the great prospects of quasi-sages, great sacred wine potential, only to say this kind of temperament, a person, with such a gentleman's style, it should not be so aborted.

Huang Ting turned his head and spit out a **** water. He said to the old Taoist: "Zu Shiye, I want to go down the mountain!"

The old Taoist nodded. "Before the death of Bai Yu, you must not return to the mountain, or bring your head back, or simply die outside. The two ancient swords of Zhenshan, you can borrow a Jiazi After that, he will kill the day with his own skills."

Huang Ting Shen said: "Tai Pingshan Huang Ting, the ancestor's decree!"

The young female crown turned into a stream of rainbows and went south.

Taipingshan ancestor, in the end is not a person who can speak the way, and then the heart is stunned, then silent.

There is also a flaw in Zhong Kui’s heart.

The old Taoist suddenly looked surprised.

I saw two breeze near the prison, and slowly wandered around the bells of Zhong Kui.

Not only that, but also a small brush, crystal clear, not real, floating in front of Zhong Kui.

There is also a bright red dress in the shape of an ancient robes, which swayed from the place where the vortex dissipated.

Zhong Kui looked at the small snow cone, hesitated and gently held it in his hand.

The bright red robe is draped over Zhong Kui.

Two autumn winds poured into the sleeves of the official gown.

at the same time.

Under the Jingjing, those demon ghosts who are honestly like the city chickens and dogs, not only huddled back to the prison, but suddenly, involuntarily retreat, until retreat.

Zhong Kui remembered the proverb.

It is no longer a Qing shirt scholar, but a singer of the red robes of Zhong Kui, muttering: "Before Zhong Kui went down the mountain, the world is full of ghosts."

He turned his head and looked out at the prisoner and said: "Just take care of the girl."

In the prison, there were countless humming sounds.

The old Taoist smirked and smiled.

From the fairyland to the jade, it seems that there is no vain.

If Zhong Kui knows it, he has no words for a long time.

Finally he said: "Old real people, I have something to save."

The old Taoist nodded and said: "As long as you don't want to be poor, you will be given a gimmick."

Zhong Kui laughed dumbly and finally made a sigh: "I am a ghost, but Taipingshan is also a real person."

The old Taoist was slightly surprised, and then laughed and said: "This is a fart, cool!"

Late that night, Chen Pingan did not come to the mood, and went to the courtyard outside the house to practice swordsmanship.

But I can't calm down.

Suddenly looked up.

In the distant sky, there was a subtle flaw that was invisible.

Chen Pingan stepped back a few steps, and Fei Jian’s first and fifteenths had already plucked out the sword.

Then Chen Pingan quickly sighed.

It is a gentleman of the eccentric red robe, and there is a white-haired old Taoist.

The old Taoist looked at Chen Ping, smiled and nodded, and sighed at Zhong Kui: "You talk, after the chat, say hello to the poor road, I need to take you away quickly, you can't walk for too long. ”

Chen Pingxin is tight.

Zhong Kui smiled and said: "Do not ask anything, let me tell you."

After roughly speaking the battle of the Taiping Mountain, Zhong Kui seems to be just an outsider. He is not shocking, boring, and full of smiles. Give two swords and one knife to kill, and become a lonely ghost, and later can not be a gentleman of the academy.

Chen Pingan angered: "Just like this? Dead?!"

He pointed to Zhong Kui’s nose. “So it’s changed from a person to a ghost? Are you not a gentleman of the Academy? Isn’t it possible to yell at the gods?”

At the end of the day, Chen Ping’s voice was getting lower and lower, his face was awkward, and he whispered, “How come you die?”

After talking about it, Chen Pingan has been unable to speak any more.

In the mind, I watched the lights and finally stayed on the scene.

There was a sloppy person who was lying on the water and felt that the female ghost was beautiful. He pulled the female ghost's hair and wanted to see her.

How do people in their own minds die?

Chen Pingan subconsciously took off the sword, and silently did not return to the waist.

The small snow cone hovered in front of Zhong Kui, clearly has been integrated with Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui cautiously said: "Chen Pingan, I said in advance, I am not really kind. I deliberately want to blacken your little snow cone, you have to fight, you look at it!"

Chen Pingan asked: "Gentleman said, how do you say it later?"

Zhong Kui’s heart is guilty: “Is it difficult to chase?”

Chen Pingan went to sit on the stool next to the stone table, and Zhong Kui sat beside his head.

Chen Pingan said: "Anyway, you are dead now, not a gentleman."

Zhong Kui became more and more conscientious.

Chen Ping looked up and looked at Zhong Kui. He said slowly: "But I promised someone else's things, and I must do it. Mr. Jing is like this, and it is the same for you."

Zhong Kui is a little confused, "Well?"

Chen Pinghong red eyes, slowly said: "I borrowed you to borrow you, one year is borrowing, one hundred and one thousand years, but also borrow."

Zhong Kui silently.

Chen Pingan finally asked: "A thousand years is not enough, 10,000 years is enough?"

Zhong Kui nodded gently.

He stood up and Chen Ping followed up and stood up.

Zhong Kui smiled again and again, "Tong Ye Zhou, ghost, Zhong Kui! I have a friend, surnamed Chen Ming!"

Chen Ping gave him a look and then smiled: "Bao Pingzhou, swordsman, Chen Pingan! I know a gentleman, called Zhong Kui."

far away.

The ancestors of Taiping Mountain, who had to nod and admire, said: "After a hundred years, seeing you tonight is a beautiful talk?" (https:)