The dust pharmacy has restored its previous enthusiasm.

After Zheng Dafeng fed the box for half an hour, the four people took the breath and then stopped. Zheng Dafeng always suppressed the realm in the eight realms, but only rose a little, from the earliest far-away state to the realm of far-away In the end, there are no peaks in the eight worlds. In the face of the increasingly skilled combination of Wei and Wei, Zheng Dafeng is becoming more and more relaxed. The four people still never talked together, even if they were in the rest of the gap, they still stood separately, and each of them pondered, and everything was in the air.

I spent a lot of money, I ate the book after dinner, and used the stick in the yard to play a mad magic sword that she realized. I went to sleep in the house, and before going to sleep, at the door of the house. After screaming with Chen Ping, this is to open the green bamboo book box that Chen Ping put in her house, take out the treasure box that Yao Jinzhi gave, look at this, lick that piece, on the forehead Also attached to the treasure of the pagoda town that has really belonged to her, shaking her head and shaking her head, full of smug, today has money, and reached out and touched the plaque on the head, some small sorrow, obviously know that it can sell it I bought a big house, but I was not willing to give it up. If I had a second one, I wouldn’t have to eat it anyway. I didn’t use the house, but she thought about it. There must be a house like the dwarf melon water goddess Bien Pagoda, and there must be such a weird screen wall, so that when she enters the door, she knows that she has money.

On the night of the party’s stay in the shop, Zhao’s Yin Shen brought back a picture of Zhang Kantu. I don’t know which house it was from, and it was placed on the main house table, under the light, Lu Bai Like Zheng Dafeng, I have a hard cone, like marching in the march, and starting to mark the red beside on the top, the respective "Guanyu" of the five major surnames of the Old Dragon City, dedicated to the guest Qing, Jin Dandi Xian The force distribution, then draw a straight line between the Denglongtai and the dust shop.

Wei Wei is also in the same place. Zhu Shouhe’s right side is not involved. One is reading the book under the eaves by moonlight, and the pure infuriating in the yard is quenched in the courtyard.

As for Zheng Dafeng, he has gone to the partial room to go to sleep, and his voice is thunderous. He only waited for two hours before he continued to feed the boxing.

Feeding the boxing is not only the practice of the four martial arts, but also the high level of the realm. At the same time, it can help the four people to capture the spirituality of the Qinghu Palace.

This sale is earned by Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan always stood at the table, watching Lu Baixiang and Wei Wei and Zhao surnamed Yin, painting and pointing on a picture of the situation. He rarely gave advice, at most two people. In the case of a yin **** in a certain dispute, Chen Pingan in the good and better choice, he decided which one to choose, in fact, it is very leisurely.

In the end, the flower of the blessing land, "walking on the bank of the long river," travels far away, and the years it has experienced are longer, but even so, Chen Pingan only dares to say that he understands the world and knows the height of the temple. Far from the rivers and lakes, Chen Ping will not tell the details of these specific plans that are in harmony with the military law, and hand it over to the real experts. Wei Wei does not need to say more, the sand field is born, and Lu Baixiang is a rare first-class all-round talent in the world. He is well versed in the military strategy, and is familiar with the purpose of the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and does not mention the chess and calligraphy. The originator of the magical religion may be the only one missing today. It is only the first time in the world, and has not yet reached the foothills.

It’s just walking from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, then going to the top of the mountain, and practicing the road, it’s always that the pedestrians are getting more and more sparse. If you walk, you go to the end of a broken road and watch others continue to climb. ?

Therefore, Chen Ping’s obsession with the highest position on the right side of this martial art is expected to fall from the highest achievement in the future to the martial art. The mood is almost collapsed and the sword is broken. Chen Ping can understand her anger, but she does not recognize it. Zheng Dafeng's hippie smiley face to the right of the four people said "Jiujing, only to laugh and laugh", can you really think that Jiujing is a roadside cabbage? Zheng Dafeng is a rumored disciple of Yang Laotou! The janitor of Zhuzhu Dongtian, almost the same on the Jiujing threshold, went into flames.

On the right side of the temple, I was killed in the golden body. It was already a big chance. Has already run counter to it.

It’s just that Chen Ping’s does not feel his own reason. He can make the woman’s sword fairy of Huanhuafudi truly convinced, but it’s okay, the infatuated sword is his Chen’s peace, and the Qinghugong medicinal medicine is also his, and he’s not sent to the right. How to send it, all of his Chen Ping had the final say.

No one owes her to the right.

Under a light, many pictures are on the map, and a main line has been sorted out. There are fewer and fewer disputes within the house. Chen Pingan walked out of the house to breathe.

Walked through the yard and sat down on the bench under the roof opposite the main house.

The layout of the dust pharmacy is very similar to that of the Yang family pharmacy in his hometown. When Chen Ping went to the bench, he would remember that there was a teacher who visited Yang Laotou for the first time, and put away the umbrella, it was almost sitting there. Location.

When you meet the world's injustices and think it is a matter of injustice, it is the most difficult.

Switching to Gao Shizhen, Liu Xizhi's stream, I feel that this is not a bad thing. I will watch the fun next to me. Maybe I will take the opportunity to enter the game and see if I can share a piece of it.

Switching to the flow of Jiang Shangzhen, you may feel that this is not a matter at all. It is a mistake to practice.

Chen Pingan’s fight against the temple’s ruin, even if a frame is hit, the family’s bottom is greatly damaged, and the family is lost. However, there is no deep hate to remember. Of course, it does not mean hate. It does not mean that it will be soft when punching.

However, Jiang Shangzhen may not understand why Chen Pingan is in the blessing of flowers, why he has killed the Zhou Shi and the Yaer.

Even Zheng Dafeng, who is sleepy and sleepy at this time, may not understand why Chen Pingan has to intervene in the old Dragon City chaos.

In fact, the reason is very simple. If the two sides are roughly equal, then the roads are not in harmony, and each has its own way of doing things. You come to me, killing each other by skill, conspiring against conspiracy, and whoever dies, Chen Ping can accept.

However, Cao Qing’s parents, the two heads that were thrown on the ground by Zhou Shi’s son, were bloody.

There is also the little girl who died in the hands of Fang’s children.

If you have Ding Ying and Fang Jia, there are thousands of reasons and excuses to convince yourself and convince the two worlds that these three people should never be robbed.

At the moment, Chen Pingan still does not know that Qi Jingchun once sipped the bad wine of Li Wei’s family. He told Li Er that his fist was stronger and he was a true hero.

I only know that before Ali was flying, he once said to all of them that any real strong person should be bounded by the freedom of the weak.

There are sorrows and sorrows in the world, thousands of people, each with difficulties and blessings. There are no two identical leaves in the world, and there will be no one river.

There are some reasons why they are connected.

Lu Tai said to the poor woman of the "hearts and ghosts" in Feiyingbao that it is better to be uninteresting than to come.

Chen Pingan pondered to ponder, not human boring, but too many people who are unwilling to reason.

If a good person suffers from a loss, he can only comfort himself to be a blessing. He can only admonish that he is guilty of sinfulness and sin against the villain, and the wicked is evil and does not know evil, even knowing evil and evil.

Chen Pingan sat on the bench, and every detail was still being scrutinized in the main house. Zhao’s Yin Shen was familiar with the power of the old dragon city. Therefore, Wei Wei and Lu Baixiang were on one side, and the Yin God was placed in the ground as a dust collector. The offensives of different angles and different strengths "played Wu", Wei Wei and Lu Baixiang saw the move.

Zhu Xuan looked under his eaves to read one of his rarest **** novels, a new book that he hadn't bought for a long time, and gave him a hard copy of his old book. He then read the conscience and conscience there. It’s a work. It turned out that the book was a rough and signature, and it was a fake novel. On the last page, there was a series of "good works" titles of the same people. It also had a three-two-minute comment on the finishing touch, so the old man rejoined tonight. On the books, I sincerely said: "Good people are safe in their lives."

Speaking of this, the old man turned his head and smiled at Chen Pingan: "Young master, the old slave is offended and will pay attention later."

Chen Pingan smiled and waved his hand and reminded: "That thing, you remember to keep me secret."

Zhu Yong said: "It is the old slaves who are too shallow to learn. These days have been conscience, and dare to reveal a little bit."

Chen Ping did not talk.

Previously on the Tianzhufeng ferry, Chen Pingan thought about wanting to send a letter to the hanging mountain to the 鹳que Inn, and then let the treasurer's help give it to the sword man to see if he could send the Jiancheng Great Wall to Ning girl. It’s just that every time I write, I’m embarrassed. I don’t know how to write this letter. I hesitated to the end. I went to find Zhu Hui, who can say “the world’s emotions and sounds”. I didn’t think Zhu Zhu’s guy, I thought it was a The wind flow, never thought of it is really the old color embryo in the right eye, give some suggestions, either let Chen Ping from the goose bumps, or full of cold sweat, had no choice but to return.

In the courtyard, the sword on the right side is pulled out of the sword, and the sword is bent.

She listened to the snoring.

The most unpleasant woman among the group, this time, there is a smile.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "On the right side, you are not very good. Why do you have a face all day long? If you have a chance, I will introduce you to Jianxian."

The words of the lungs are ruthless.

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Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Don't, I am, timid."

Zhu said with a smile: "I am willing to go to the rooftop with the master, idle and immortal sweeping the flowers, good poetry and poetry. Master, I don't know if you are a master, or a fairy?"

When Chen Pingyi listened to the arrogance of Zhu Ding's old bastard, he knew that things were going to be bad. If it wasn't, the right face was cold and murderous, probably thinking about who was hacked to death.

Chen Pingan and Zhu

Converging almost at the same time on the soles of the oil, one broke into the house, a pharmacy running into the front.

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Chen Ping sleeps in the pharmacy tonight, hits the floor and sleeps shallowly.

Zheng Dafeng in the yard often gives four people a boxing.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of those who were flustered, either light or heavy, all in the heart, such as the door.

There is nothing wrong with the alley here.

This is still the face of the family, and the war is just around the corner. Even if someone has the strength to break into the alley and provoke Zheng Dafeng, it is equal to the face of the family. Now the face of the old dragon city is almost equal to Yunlin. Jiang's face. If this is not the case, I will not go out in person, and fight Zheng Dafeng on Denglongtai.

It is the top priority of the previous measures to discuss the use of a few patriotic soldiers.

The children of the family can actually use the Golden Dan to repair the semi-central soldiers who are extremely difficult to control and even possibly counterattack. This is a strange thing, but over time, the outside world will default.

Chen Pingan woke up early in the morning. Zheng Dafeng sipped porridge at the door of the main house. He sneaked aside and whispered. I don’t know when the relationship was so good.

Lu Baixiang plays the piano in the house, and there is a rhyme in the mountains.

In the yard, Wei Wei practiced the six-step pile from the corner of Chen Pingan's thief. He couldn't go anywhere on the right side. He was practicing the sword furnace.

Zhu Chuan is relatively kind, giving Chen Pingan a large bowl of porridge, saying that the young master tasted his craft. Chen Ping sat on the bench and drank porridge. The sky was slightly bright and refreshing.

Going to open the front door panel, the dust medicine shop opened the door to welcome guests. As for the presence of guests, there is really a big early morning.

When Chen Ping opened the door, he walked through the alley to practice boxing, until he reached the corner of the street, then turned around and turned back and forth. When he punched the third time, a pair of men and women entered the line of sight.

One of the acquaintances is not surprising. Another woman who is not familiar with Chen’s memory is still surprising.

The young man is Fan Er. He is surrounded by a young woman wearing a green robe. The original dragon boat channel under the ground, two ferries passing by, Chen Ping met her, she also shakes a volley The skill of the jug.

Fan Er saw Chen Pingyuan far away and laughed: "Chen Pingan, dare not dare to fight with me in the four worlds?"

Chen Pingan stopped at the door of the drug store and shook his head: "Don't dare."

"You and I are each a big master of the four realms. Since the narrow road meets, but it is not a peak, it is not a pity for the world!"

Fan Er used a punch to kill the master's Wang Ba Quan as the opening remarks, his mouth screaming, and his teeth danced to Chen Pingan.

After Chen Ping’s hand-cranked support, he had to slowly walk forward and cooperate with this Fan II to come to the scene of “the peak match between the great masters”.

Fortunately, Fan Er only ran out for a dozen steps, and gave the green robe woman a hand to grab the neckline and threw it behind her. "Let's lose sight of it here, and go to Denglongtai."

Fan Erzhen walked behind her and blinked at Chen Ping.

Chen Pingan stopped and wondered: "You are the sister of Fan Er, Fan Junmao?"

Fan Junmao, like a hip flask, kept on foot and sneered: "I don't want to have such a younger brother. I can't help but sigh with the love of my mother and my mother."

Fan Er did not have a heart and lungs.

Chen Pingan sighed in his heart, and immediately relieved, and only Fan Junmao of this kind of genius can let Fan Er really like it and respect it. If it is a quiet and quiet everyone, like it still, Fan Er will not be so obsessed with his sister.

Fan Junmao did not go into the pharmacy, and reached out and said, "Fan Er, go inside."

Fan Erzhen screamed two times, and he ran into the pharmacy. When he passed Chen Chengping, he threatened to death: "The festival is sorrowful."

Chen Pingan was surprised: "Miss Fan, you should not be..."

After waiting for Chen Ping to finish the conversation, Fan Junmao nodded: "No guess, it is me. Last time we met, you went north to north, and went to your hometown, Zhuzhudong, the person you saw, the old man." For Zheng Dafeng, he is not too worried. He wants him to be self-destructive in Laolongcheng. It is for you, to give more attention. If you are interested, you can take a look."

Regarding Yang Laotou’s attitude towards Zheng Dafeng, Zheng Dafeng did not want to fool Chen Ping in such a thing. Last night, there was a clear statement that the old man had long since sweared and asked his undisciplined disciple to die even if he died. Half a foot.

Therefore, all the impressions of Yan Nanhua on Zheng Dafeng is the janitor of Zhuozhudongtian.

Fan Junmao shouted: "Fan Er, throw out the chair, remember to be a chair, don't give me a bench."

Fan Er should have a voice, but it was really a chair to the front of the shop, directly fell out of the door.

After Fan Junmao caught it, he placed it on the wall root opposite the pharmacy. After sitting down, the body leaned back and the chair swayed. She lazily said: "Zheng Dafeng may not think clearly, and Donghai plans to do this. I don’t know what it is. It’s the idiots that don’t have a little bit of slogan in the East China Sea. I know that some of the secrets of the 骊 洞 洞 洞 内 , , , , , , , , 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑 郑The long-legged maidens, like the spring flowers, came here to find Zheng Dafeng, but Zheng Dafeng refused the good intentions of others at that time. Even so, Zheng Zhengfeng was only a river dragon and raised in Fan’s family. In the small pond, it is not provoked, but the East China Sea has smashed the big scorpion. The wife of Yunlin Jiang’s wife is so good that he can’t die. He’s going to explain the “misunderstanding” that can be explained by the door. It became the face problem of Jiang. What to do with this, there will be a gambling battle for Deng Longtai to die alone. Otherwise, the forefoot Jiang’s marriage will be a slap in the face of Jiang’s face. If you are Yunlin Jiang Ancestors, how would you do? "

Chen Pingan replied: "Children and grandchildren have their own children, and they have a big face."

Fan Junmao Xing Xu was shocked by this answer and took off the jug. "Fortunately, I didn't drink alcohol, or I didn't die."

Chen Pingan sat on the threshold. "Although I have some holidays with Sun Jiashu, I think that these big names in the old dragon city are still the business of the Sun family, the most decent."

Fan Junmao drank his mouth and looked at his eyes. He said, "We are not in the eyes of our family?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I can teach the future heirs like Fan Er. Fan Jia's family style is definitely not bad. It is only the person who can speak in the ancestral hall. After many more, there must be a small abacus. As a homeowner, you must It is difficult to take care of all aspects. It’s hard to be clean and self-satisfied, and it’s hard to avoid compromising. I still understand this point. However, in the case of Zheng Dafeng, Fan’s family is indeed not enough. If I say that if I want to Do business with Fan Jia, unless Fan Er personally manages, otherwise I will not rest assured that I can do business with Sun Jia, but Sun Jiashu himself does not intervene, I am more assured."

Fan Junmao squinted and said: "You are not stupid, why does Yang Laotou like to say that you are too smart?"

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly. "I have been away from home for many years. Besides being a long man, my brain has to follow a long one."

Fan Junmao nodded. "It’s not a fake, it’s a big thing, and it’s still not smart.”

Chen Ping did not take it seriously and went straight to the theme: "Can we start talking about trading?"

Fan Junmao smiled and said: "Looking at the list that Zheng Dafeng gave me, I know that your refining will definitely fail. The outsider does not say it, but the heart is higher than the sky. If I have not guessed wrong, you refine the water of the Five Elements. The product of this life, the rank of the product is not low, the mouth of the refining and the Ding Ding are also good? Then you know, in addition to the inevitable, once the failure, the deep drawbacks, doomed to endless trouble?"

Chen Ping’s face is dignified.

Fan Junmao smiled. "I know that you are such a person who doesn't believe in evil, buy and sell. I control you after buying my goods. It is a loss. You can rest assured that a lot of heavenly treasures are brought to you. I want to The golden dragon of the 蛟龙沟元婴老蛟! Such a rare thing that has no price in the market, I really have some heartbeat, otherwise I will not run this singly, Fan 2 will come."

Fan Junmao quickly poured his head and poured a drink. "You think it's right, I just want to kill you, smash it, and this knife will be slaughtered very much, but can you buy it?"

Chen Pingan threw out the porcelain bottle with the old Jindan, and was caught by Fan Junmao.

Chen Pingan asked: "Listen to Zheng Dafeng, you can control the sea of ​​clouds above the old dragon city, then if I can come up with something better, you are willing to take it, no matter whether it is a battle or not, Keep Zheng Dafeng's life."

"Fan Er has a piece of weight that I sent him. This time I should have already smashed things out. Since I am a descendant of Fan, I have to pay attention to honesty and good things, and things are expensive. A little bit, the other can't pick a little bit of trouble, even if you go to find a family, you can only give you almost the same quality goods."

Fan Junmao said this, gently throwing the porcelain bottle in his hand, smiled and said: "Even if I break the rules, choose to shoot, it is estimated that only 50% of the possibility of dying, to save Zheng Dafeng that death is not enough to swear, Besides, I don’t want to be at all."

Chen Pinggang just wants to talk.

Zheng Dafeng has already sat at the threshold, and Chen Pingyi has left and right, and has become a dust medicine shop. Zheng Dafeng laughs.

Road: "Okay, ask her for useless."

Fan Junmao nodded, his wrists flipped, and the porcelain bottle disappeared. "It is true."

Chen Pingan was once again interrupted by Zheng Dafeng. This time Zheng Dafeng even shook his head and told him not to take out the thing.

Fan Junmao's eyes lit up. "Is there really something good?! Take it out, in case I feel value for money, it is not impossible to shoot. It is not a bad thing to fight the ribs."

Zheng Dafeng suddenly stood up and said: "Enough! Fan Junmao, Chen Pingan refining this life, really opportunity?"

Obviously it is necessary to shift the topic so that Fan Junmao’s curiosity does not continue to spread.

Fan Junmao is somewhat boring. He leans against the chair and shakes the jug in his hand. "Is it really a refining of this life, is it the next five priests to make a few qi dandan pills? Do you know the so-called righteousness and righteousness? Or he Chen Ping An feels that he is the lucky one who is blessed with the blessings of Hongfu. The outsider can find a place for him. If he wants to refine his life, can he really refine it? If you want to be safe, I will dig up the eyes and give it to you. ""

Zheng Dafeng turned and said to Chen Pingan: "That's not to be refined!"

When Zheng Dafeng rarely has such a serious look, there are not many in this life.

Chen Pingan only had to nod. "That's it, I know my own gambling."

Fan Junmao stood up. "Okay, then, Zheng Dafeng, when you play well, I look at it, remember to be heroic."

Zheng Dafeng regained his original shape and smiled and said: "Miss Fan Da, that day in the sea of ​​clouds, wearing a skirt of color, this green robe is good-looking, but occasionally I have to change my body."

Fan Junmao is not an ordinary woman. He laughed and said: "At that time, even if I stand on the dragon platform, you can't open your eyes. Maybe you will kill you with a sword first, and you will not vent your anger. The foot blew your head, and when the eyeballs exploded, they slammed and flew from Denglongtai to the sea of ​​clouds. I caught it with two fingers, and slammed and exploded."

Zheng Dafeng hurriedly asked for help: "Miss Fan Da, can you please me if you read me?"

Fan Junmao laughed and walked in the alley, striding away.

When it was determined that Fan Junmao had gone, Zheng Dafeng only sighed: "That Dan, you know that at the last moment, you just have to take it out, whether it is 苻畦, or Yunlin Jiang's people, or even any one. A monk in the immortal world, seeing the heart of the heart, you have a chance to exchange a life, you gave Fan Junmao today, what can you exchange?! How is she shooting, 50% possibility, but that is to me Zheng As far as the wind is concerned, when I am rescued, how can your group leave the old dragon city?"

Chen Pingan suddenly smiled and said: "I am not happy to give you Zheng Dafeng as a preacher."

Zheng Dafeng rolled his eyes and sat back at the threshold. "Do you think that Lao Tzu is willing? Let me spend my whole life on Li Er's side."

Chen Pingan put his hands together and looked at the wall. "But if you give Zheng Dafeng to the present, be a guardian, I am happy."

Fan Junmao suddenly "sit back" on the chair, laughing happily. "It seems that there is a more exaggerated demon, the eleventh? No, the demon of the twelve great demon! It must be Tongye Zhou Fuzong The golden demon of the big demon, interesting and interesting!"

Zheng Dafeng’s face changed dramatically, and he stared at the green robe woman. “I’m not kidding you, you’re less playing the idea of ​​the demon!”

Fan Junmao stretched out a finger and gently rotated a punch. He saw a misty mist on the wall behind him, and finally gathered at her fingertips into a small cloud.

If it wasn’t for premeditated, she wouldn’t be able to hear Zheng Dafeng’s sincerity.

Hey, even Zheng Dafeng is a guy who is willing to talk to others?

Fan Junmao looked at the young man with a wink.

Fan Junmao drank his mouth and was full of smugness. "The golden dragon of the 12-day big demon can be divided into large, medium and small, and the difficulty of refining. If you don't lose it, you can't think about it. You don't think about it, give me just right. I am in charge of the sea of ​​clouds above your head. In fact, it is just a housekeeper. I am not here. I can call some of them. I am here. He wants to use such a little cloud on my finger. Will not work."

She wiped her mouth and couldn't cover the heat in her eyes. "Give me the demon, I can whale the water of the three sides of the old dragon city, pick a good time, and have a good time." Like, take it out, I can have half the chance to let Zheng Dafeng live, anyway, this commandment will be lost sooner or later, I will save him once, and the relationship is not big."

Chen Pingxiao asked: "Don't ask Miss Fan, what about Zhonglian and Xiaolian?"

Fan Junmao raised a brow. "It's not difficult to make a small refining, and then it is best to use it to drink alcohol. The effect is, who knows who to drink!"

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile. "Okay, then I will bring ‘中炼', thank you Miss Fan for reminding.”

Fan Junmao stood up and looked sharp.

Zheng Dafeng stood up and said: "Fan Junmao! Don't forget, I still have a **** in this place! You dare to do it, I dare to let your realm be delayed for at least a hundred years!"

Fan Junmao paced back and forth in the alley facing the pharmacy gate, his eyes fixed on the guy named Chen Pingan.

In the end, Fan Junmao slammed the ground and plunged into the sea of ​​clouds. She was very upset and shouted and shouted at the sea of ​​clouds and smashed each other.

She tossed for a long time, straight and leaned back, lying on the sea of ​​clouds, "take a small drink and drink, this life is not awkward."

She wiped the saliva from her mouth and began to roll on the sea of ​​clouds.

On the other side of the alley, Zheng Dafeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and squinted at the peace of Chen. "You are so bold!"

Chen Ping’s face is unchanged. “Look at my back?”

Zheng Dafeng really crossed the threshold and blinked, and Chen Pingan was sweating...

Zheng Dafeng smiled and sat on the threshold and said with emotion: "I really didn't think that the black charcoal boy who looked at the scenery outside the door would become what he is today."

Chen Pingan took off the sword, and sipped his mouth with a small mouth: "I didn't think of it myself."

Silence for a moment.

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled and asked: "Is it better, or is it broken?"

Zheng Dafeng thought for a moment, "It should be all right."

Then Zheng Dafeng gave himself a slap in the face. "You Zheng Dafeng and Qian Zhu have been waiting for a day, have you learned to flatter?"

Standing up, Zheng Dafeng walked back to the yard behind the pharmacy and shouted four people to start the move. This time, the four people felt the heavy pressure brought by Zheng Dafeng. It was not like feeding the boxing. The meaning of the four hands.

Fan Er smiled and ran out of the shop, sitting next to Chen Pingan. "Everything is in the house."

Chen Pingan sighed, "I should not refine this life, but I want to refine another little thing. You go back early, this is not a long-term place, don't give the family a branch."

Fan Er is not dragging the water. "Looking back, I will find another opportunity to come to the drug shop."

Chen Pingan stood up and sent Fan Er to the corner of the street. There was a carriage waiting there. The driver was the Jindan old sword repair on the Guihua Island ferry, Ma Zhi, and his life was flying.

Jian Xiu's practice, practicing Qi Shijiazi Laodongfu, a hundred years of Dongfu sword repair is still young.

At that time, the old sword repaired the horse and sent a hard time with Chen Pingan. If the Fan family was willing to take out half of the property, and did his best to enshrine him, the Jindan sword repair, you can be repaired.

Chen Pingan did not walk out of the alley, smiled and waved and greeted the old sword, and Ma Zhi smiled and nodded.

On this night, Chen Pingan lay on the roof, holding a jade card that he often took out in his hand, looking at it, under the moonlight, crystal clear.

Nowadays, Chen Ping’s gods don’t have much money, but the family is really not too small. This jade card is one of Chen’s earliest family. Before the first trip to the city, there will be.

He did not refine the water seal.

On the road of life, some people know that it is dangerous, and they are right in danger. If you are tempted, you have to listen to the old saying, and you have to wait for eight feet.

Chen Ping put this jade card on his body, gently covered his hands and closed his eyes.

The infatuated sword has been loaned to the right side, but there is no right side. For Chen Pingan, the sword is still far from enough. Unfortunately, the long sword has been left in the flower garden, otherwise it can be used to meet the enemy.

If someone can borrow me a sword, it would be fine.

But there is such a beautiful thing under the sun.

Until the day before the solar eclipse, the dust pharmacy was still light and light, and no one guest.

But the guests did not, a seemingly empty interstate ferry, but stopped at the island ferry that was hanging overseas.

The main dragon of the old dragon city, Yunlin Jiang’s sword repairing the old Yuan Ying’s teachings, and the Tongye ancestral disciple Du Fu, stood side by side, waiting for the ferry to leave.

In the end, there was only one insignificant old man who walked down the ferry.

If the three people who had been chasing and killing the Fuxiong demon were present, they would recognize the identity of the person.

The ancestor of ZTE who was surnamed Du of Tongye.

The plain old man slowly slid down the ferry and saw the people at the ferry. He also said hello to the air. He said that there was no cold words, and there was no violent temperament of the so-called "Tongye Zong's old metamorphosis". .

But when the old man looked at the direction of the old dragon city and said something right, he immediately made everyone feel that the mountain was overwhelming. "Is it a nine-day warrior?"

He smiled bitterly: "Exactly."

The old man stretched out his thumb and wiped the corner of his mouth. "The Daxu dynasty gave inspiration to you, and you gave the old dragon city home, and sent us the ferry of the four hanging hills of Tongyezong. It was not light."