The throne of the display of the sleeves, the hard-boiled from the sword wall, the wall of the wall of the wall, the leader of the throne, the throne of the throne, is the resurrection of countless Xianjia sites in their own courtyard.

Lu Zhijian left the city and personally intercepted the most demon-like peak demon in the wild, and there was also a sword in the golden river. The sword was intercepted by the sword and was still destroyed by Huang Wei. The cost of the sleeves and the sleeves in the world, together with the big demon to personally respond to Huang Wei, was able to successfully escape to the account.

Lu Zhi stood on the golden long river where the sword fairy was getting scarcer. He did not return to the Great Wall of Jianqi and stayed in the same place.

Previously, her sword was too much, because the battlefield was located between the river and the city, and her sword was too much.

The old sword was sitting in the middle of the strokes, shook his head, and he did not agree with the look. He laughed and said: "If I have this realm, then Huang Hao can't escape. This battle has hit this one." I still don't know how to make a profit before you make a profit. How do you like Lu Zhi, the big swords, the mothers are the mothers, the hearts of the women."

Yin Shen is in the Great Wall of Jianqi, and that person’s respectful reputation is probably like this.

In the case of the account, Huang Hao shook his right hand sleeves, such as the beans on the ground, several young swords of the size of mustard, appeared.

The bamboo rafts received the sword and thanked him. The face was dark and the rain was so embarrassing. He supported the unconscious teenager.

As for the confession, the damage is the most serious. Fortunately, the soul has been gathered up by the beach.

Not a sword repair, but a young raft of the leader of the account, after knowing the situation of confession, although anxious, still with the older man bent over to thank.

Huang Wei smiled and said: "Wood, you are all the air transport in our world, the long road, the help of life, there is always a chance to repay."

Muxi looked firm and said: "The younger generation will never forget the great grace today."

Once the accountant actually killed a sword fairy embryo, then his raft as a leader of the account, it is not only the merits and demerits of the books, so Huang Hao’s move, as for the young raft, is also tantamount to saving lives. Yep.

She waved her hand and shoved the rain four directly. She stood in the original position of the rain four, and gently held the boy in her arms. She held out a finger and held it against the beach, and between the heavens and the earth. The purest water transport, flowing from her fingertips, watered the teenagers, and at the same time, she smashed a pair of white short swords, which was an ancient relic of her collection for many years. Hold down the beach at the eyebrows, the teenager ruined a flying sword, then she gave it again.

After a while, the beach woke up and saw the familiar face of the emperor’s crown and the woman wearing a black robes. The teenager suddenly blinked his eyes and shivered: “Master.”

Speaking softly: "Some frustrations, nothing to worry about."

In the end, the beach is a teenager's heart. It is a disaster. It is extremely difficult, but it is extremely difficult, but the sadness is really sad. The teenager choked: "The guy is too sinister, we are five people, it seems to have been After catching up with him, what should I do after my sister?"

After all, the teenager still feels distressed by the white sister.

Yang smiled and said: "That confession, Master has always dismissed her. It is not handsome enough, and it is not worthy of you. Now, let Mr. Zhou simply replace a good skin capsule, and you will become a Taoist."

The boy hurriedly shook his head. He was not so happy.

I stopped looking at my boy’s head. "It’s all with you."

Huang Wei was an accident, and what time did he accept the rumored disciples?

Jianxian Yuchen rushed to the account, and took away the soul of his sister from the beach. After confirming that the vain Jindan and Yuan Ying were all serious, the minister was relieved and still with the people. Thanks a little, then carefully wandering around the white soul, and quickly detour to the master.

As for why the detour is, of course, the reason for that Aliang.

Huang Yu Yufeng left, returned to those of Qionglou Yuyu, chose to seclude and began to breathe, and swallowed a full of awakening.

In this shot, in fact, he lost the most, Hou Houmen, who carefully cultivated himself, as a matchmaker on the battlefield, as a pioneer for young hidden officials, the result was that there was no important piece of chess, and he also married Lu Zhi. And each of the rice bran swords, broken half of the sleeves of the robe, plus a small world, the key is to ruin his three hundred years.

Huang Yi’s mind was moved. I saw a large number of dragons and corpses as the attic of the pillars and corridors. The Huang Qi immediately opened the ban and earned income from his home.

Huang Wei smiled and said: "Thank you for your ancestors."

The raft has returned to the military account.

The bamboo poles stand side by side and stand in the distance.

Previously, they had been escorting the vows. They had never had the opportunity to do their best, and they were not even injured. They were only the three people who were guilty of confession, beach and rain. It is estimated that they are the most aggrieved.

From the truth and Zhu Yu’s heartfelt words: “I don’t think I’m lost on the flying sword’s sacred magical power. If it’s not the case, even if I give Chen Ping’s two more flying swords, it’s the same!”

Zhu Xi said: "Complain can, but I hope you don't anger? Beach and rain."

From the real smile, "You don't remind me, I have to forget that they still have their battles. Three wastes, what have you done in addition to dragging your legs?"

Zhu Yan frowned and said: "I am true, I dare to assert that after another hundred years, even

It is the heaviest injury, and her kendo achievement will be higher than you. ”

A moment of silence, I laughed at myself: "Are you sure I can live a hundred years?"

Zhu Yan asked: "Is it true that it is so important? Are you sure you are a sword repairer? Can you hand a sword for yourself?"

The heart of the bamboo raft was greatly puzzled. The previous Toriyama Mountain was really different. Although it was unruly and uninhibited, the kind of sharpness and ambition was so strong that the bamboo raft did not feel anything wrong.

Just don't know why, after really "dead" once, the temperament seems to be more and more extreme, and even can be said to be discouraged.

From the real hands on his cheeks, muttered: "You walked through the long river? You may not have, may have passed, but you must have never seen the riverbed of the long river, I passed, that is fate."

Zhu Yan listened to the real whisper and frowned.

The rain is so lonely that one person stands there, more distracted than the look, and even more lost.

Being alone is easy to create a sense of loneliness, but loneliness is often born in a bustling crowd.

A physique appeared by his side, a young woman with scarlet eyes. The robes on her body were intertwined with a fine green "silk thread", which was refining her for a long time. Rivers and streams.

She whispered softly: "The son, nothing, there is me."

Then she stared at the stance of the figure, and the two sides were the owners of the old and the old.

Rain four reached out and opened the hand of the young woman, took the lead to move, and said: "Go."

The woman followed.

After seeing this scene, the beach suddenly disappeared.

The raft sitting in the military account looked up and lowered his head.

Mudu has always been clear about the true, bamboo and white three divisions, but it is only today that the real backing of the beach and the rain four.

Juvenile scratching his head, don't know what he can collect in his future, and then become their backing?

Chen Pingan suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed. Fortunately, it was a small house in Ningfu that had not been returned for a long time. It was not the corner root of the Great Wall of Jianqi.

Chen Pingan reached out to his forehead, his headache was cracking, and he spit out a suffocating suffocation. It was just such a small movement that the entire body would be turned into a sea. It should not be a dream. The magical methods on the mountain are too many, and there are too many weird things in the world. Have to guard against it.

Chen Pingan looked to the door.

There was a man sitting there at the threshold, and he was drinking from the jug.

The rich medicinal taste of a house did not cover the fragrance of the wine.

The man stood up and leaned against the door and smiled: "Do not worry, I should only appear in the girl's dream."

Having said that, the man wiped his mouth and took care of himself.

The world is as short as a spring dream, the spring dream is no trace, such as the spring dream, Huang Wei unripe banana deer go...

The readers remembered some beautiful poems on the book, and they were very serious.

Chen Pingan is relieved and should be a real person.

Chen Pingan and A Liang have been talking for a long time. Opening the first sentence is a question of a big picture: "Aliang, when are you going?"

I hope that Aliang will return to the Great Wall, but I don’t want Aliang to stay in the Great Wall of the Sword and die.

In this war, the only one who dares to say that he will never die is the gray-haired old man who has a wilderness in the world.

Even the thrones of the thrones of Yang Zhi and Huang Wei are not so sure.

On the side of the Great Wall of the Sword, there is no exception.

"I want to go, a bunch of people can't keep flying, I don't want to go, the boss swords are not running, your kid is persuaded to move?"

Aliang sighed and swayed the jug in his hand and said, "It is still the same. I want to do so much, you can't take care of it. The young boy is not like a teenager, and today's young people are still not like young people. Do you think that after crossing this threshold, you will be able to live a comfortable life in the future? Dreaming of you."

The result of today's events seems to have already understood the cause of yesterday, but it is often the cause of tomorrow.

On the mountain, why do you go up the mountain? Not all is as simple as occupying a feng shui treasure.

Aliang reached out and ordered a young man with a jug. "You shouldn't let you practice boxing and practice as early as possible. You can't do this with your brother. I will meet him next time. I will talk about him."

The person who cultivated the Tao, laborless and effortless, purely Wufu, labor is not working. This kid is good, both of them are all occupied, but it is not asking for trouble.

However, Aliang did not say anything heavy, he had some words, and he stood and talked without hurting. However, it is better to be better than standing and talking, but the man is not looking forward to this life.

A Liang said that Chen Ping’s lying down and practicing is that he once again sat on the threshold and continued to drink. This pot of Xianjia wine was borrowed from the road he went to Jianxian Sun Juyuan, and no one at home would blame. He does not say hello.

Chen Pingan curiously asked: "Have a fight?"

A Liang faces the courtyard, looks lazy, and faces Chen Heping. "Not much, just two games. I will fight again, and I will estimate that I will completely blow up the nest. I am afraid of the horse honeycomb, so I hurry to hide. Here, drink a few mouthfuls of wine and suppress it."

Not a beleaguered frame, his Aliang can not afford the spirit.

Just hard

The old place is revisited, the taste of the wine is still the same, many friends have become friends, or more sad.

In his life, he seems to have always been this bird, so drinking too much, it is always difficult to open up.

Aliang casually asked: "Are you kidding the boss swordsman?"

Chen Pingan said: "Jianqi Great Wall can keep an extra three years."

Unknowingly, it has been a long time in the Great Wall of Jianqi. If it is in the world, it is enough for Chen to go through the Shumen Lake again. If you travel alone, you can finish a North Club Luzhou or Tongyezhou.

After being a vulgar official, every day in the summer palace, the day is the same, the only distracting move is to go to the cold palace and teach the children the boxing.

"Then you are stupid."

Aliang shook his head and said: "Have you ever thought that if the seedlings come to be the occult, you will be a lot easier, and the ending of the Great Wall will not be too different. Nowadays The five worlds have been opened up. The mirage in the north of the city, the boss Jianxian told you that there is no insider?"

Chen Ping deliberately ignored the first question and whispered: "That said, the entire mirage is a counterfeit flying platform that has been built intermittently for thousands of years. It is an ancient palace and a cold-proof palace. The Sanshan Formation will bring a group of kendo seeds from the Great Wall of the Great Wall, and open the sky to the latest world. There is a big problem here. The mirage is like a small temple, and it can’t accommodate the five swords. Bodhisattva, so the person who left must be a sword repair in the five realms of the Five Kingdoms, and the boss of the sword is not assured that some swordsmen are sitting in it."

A Liang said that he said: "The boss's sword fairy is deep, and I don't even know about it. I used to wander around in the early years, but I just guessed it. The boss Jianxian doesn't mind going all the way to the local swordsman. Forcing, but the boss sword fairy is a little better, treating young people has always been very tolerant, will definitely leave a retreat for them. You can say that, the latest world, within five hundred years, will not be allowed Any one of the five martial arts practitioners will enter it, lest it be ruined."

Sure enough, which big family's yard is inside, there is no one or two silver coins buried.

This kind of shocking and soaring, who will come to guard the time? Naturally, the boss of the sword is personally out of the sword.

A Liang couldn't help but sip a sip of wine and said with emotion: "Our boss, Jian Xian, is the most unsatisfactory sword repairer. Half dead and inactive, 10,000 years old, the result is to hand out two swords. So there are some things. The boss sword fairy is not authentic, your kid can be jealous, hate not hate."

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "No hate, no dare to marry."

A Liang smiled and said: "There is nothing wrong with a few words between three and five."

Chen Pingan reluctantly said: "The boss swords and vengeance, I can't run away."

Aliang nodded, and said: "Drinking wine, smashing the horse, smashing the shoulders, and having nothing to do with the boss's sword, the hard work, the same can not be less. Then you are so hurt, just glimpse I went to the huts of the city and looked at the scenery. At that time, there was no sound, no sound, no pity? Need to pretend, it would have been pitiful, replaced me, I want to borrow a straw mat with my friends, and I will sleep. Outside the Fairy Cottage!"

Chen Pingan laughed, then fainted and went to sleep.

A Liang sat alone on the threshold, did not mean to leave, just slowly drinking, said to himself: "In the final analysis, the reason is one, the child who will cry has sugar to eat. Chen Ping, you do not understand when you are young This is very bad."

If you can work harder, it will inevitably make others take it for granted.

Wen Sheng Yimai.

The old man was in the fifth world and had a merit.

The first disciple Cui Wei was sitting in Baopingzhou.

Left and right swords in Tong Yezhou.

Closed disciple Chen Pingan, who is in the Great Wall of Jianqi, has been a veteran for two and a half years.

And the sword repair of the entire Jianqi Great Wall.

Whether it is the strong or the weak, every person's every reason will bring this rickety world, really good and bad.

After a while, Chen Pingan once again woke up from his dreams. He instantly sat up and sweated.

Aliang did not turn his head and said: "This can't be done. There will be a demonic in the future."

Chen Ping lifted his arm and rubbed his forehead sweat, his face was miserable, and he re-slid back into the bed and closed his eyes.

Aliang silently.

Still alone, sitting and drinking.

Probably I felt that the threshold was a bit sloppy, and I changed my position and sipped.

At that time in Baobaozhou, the man of Dai Dou was deceiving the mud-legged teenager to drink.

In fact, in the world, from the drunken who are not drunk and still happy, there are only drunkards who are drunk and not drunk.

Above the city wall of the Great Wall of the Sword, there is no more swing.

A sword fairy no longer has to face a bowl of Yangchun noodles, dare not go to chopsticks.

When the foreigner Jianxian Yuanqing was killed, he was very angry.

The northern governor of Luzhou, the emperor of the Taizhou Swordsmen, had no words before and after the death of Han Yuzi.

A white-haired old man stood at the gate of Ningfu, muttering in the low voice, old dog, old dog. Go back to the door.