Sword of Coming

Fan Daqi was smashed and scarred today, drinking at the wine shop and smashing the gods.

Chen Sanqiu is not so good, and there are many injuries.

Say good five people together, in the small world of mustards in Ningfu, the swordsman Nalan night line.

In addition to Chen Pingan, Chen Sanqiu, Yan, Dong draw, plus the most dragged Fan Dap, no one has a good end, the injury is less and less.

The fat man went home and continued to practice the sword. Dong Black Charcoal did not know where to go and wandered around, then ate and drank, bought this and bought it. Anyway, all the accounts were counted on Chen Sanqiu and Shantou.

Fan Dache said: "Three autumns, I suddenly felt afraid to become a Jin Dan sword. When I became Jin Dan, there would be no swordsman."

Chen Sanqiu smiled and said: "Then I am better than you, good reincarnation, surname is big, there is money in the family, even if it becomes Jindan, there is a family swordsman to help guard. Happy, really happy, I will drink one first."

Chen Sanqiu really took a sip of his own drink.

Chen Sanqiu has also discovered that, with Fan Dache's friend who is as close-knit as his hair, the words are not as straightforward as they are, and they don't have to care too much about each other's mood.

Fan Dache laughed and said: "Chen Pingan promised to fight next time, I will follow you to leave the city, then Chen Ping is my swordsman."

After so many times practicing the sword, Fan Dache was stupid, and he also saw some of Chen Ping’s intentions. In addition to helping Fan Daqing’s realm, he also wanted everyone to cooperate and strive for the next fight, everyone will survive. At the same time kill as many monsters as possible.

Chen Sanqiu raised the wine bowl and bumped it. "Then you have a great deal with Fan Da Che, this treatment can make Chen Pingan take it."

Fan Dache poured another bowl of wine and wiped his mouth. "If you think about it, you will be willing to be repaired by Jin Danjian."

Fan Daqi sighed down and said: "Chen Pingan is now a five-day monk, and it is just the place where our swordsmanship is broken. Why doesn't he come to the wine shop himself?"

Chen Sanqiu smiled and said: "It is estimated that it is not very easy to preach it. After all, it has not yet been a place."

Fan Dache shook his head: "He is embarrassed."

I used to drink together here. Chen Pingan stood up and toasted all the guests. He said a lot of words, and you are not a good one. Don’t be in a good position with you. Don’t be polite with me, this is a polite, drinking our sword. The cheapest wine in the Great Wall, the best spring noodles, and the pickles that don’t collect money, but it’s not broken. This is the 蹲 坑 坑 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Horizontal batch? You will not be arguing again. After the bachelor comes here to drink, add money!

At that time, all the alcoholic people gave a sigh of relief. They always felt that something was wrong. It seemed to be true to the end. For example, if the squatting pit was not smashed, it would be a loss.

In fact, these are okay, the most people are screaming at the mother, or betting on the Dong draws the initiative to save money, the size of the gambling sticks, almost no one wins, at first everyone is quite happy, anyway, the two treasurers with the family The little fat man followed the loss of money. Later, the only Pang Yuanji who won the money on the bright side, came to the wine shop to smile and drink, so some people began to gradually return to the taste, plus the Yuan Ying old thief sitting in the village, or not It was the **** who had previously written a poem inexplicably.

Dog day, the number of familiar roads!

So today, Chen Ping did not follow Chen Sanqiu and Fan Daqi to go to the shop to drink, but went to the Great Wall of Jianqi.

On the way to go, Chen Ping, who earned several rains after the account, plans to take the next person to sit in Zhuang, and has to change people. For example, Jian Xian Tao Wen, it is more honest.

On the other side of the city, Chen Pingan did not directly control the boat to fall to the side of the brothers, but more than a hundred miles away.

During the encounter with a group of children in the lower five borders, repaired swords along with a Yuan Yingjian.

Watching this type of sword, there is no jealousy.

Chen Pingan sat on the head of the city and looked far away. There were still seven or eight little farts in the distance, and there was a quarrel. It was just after a few quarrels that Lin Junyi could play a second treasurer.

Children who can go to the city to play, in fact, are not simple, not rich or expensive, or born with the qualification of practicing swords.

Children like these in the alleys of Xiangxiang and Lingxiu will not come here. Once the city is too far away from the Great Wall of Jianqi, the children of ordinary cities and towns are not good at all. In addition, above the city, the sword is heavy, the sword is strong, and the weak child can't hold the torment. This is life, some people, from small as a duck, the more people grow up, the more hot the water.

A child caught a glimpse of Chen Ping, who was sitting next to him, and shouted at the scorpion and shouted: "Two treasurers, let's talk about it, are you able to play five Lin Junyi with one hand? If you nod your head, then it will be my creation." Friends!"

Chen Pingan did not turn his head, just waved his hand and gestured to get out.

The name doesn't mean a small kid, don't want to give up, continue to ask: "Three? Three can always?!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I haven’t played, I don’t know."

Yuan Zaihua shouted: "Then I will help you with the next gauntlet? It is said that the two treasurers intend to use one hand, single-handedly Lin Junyi, Yan Law and Jiang Guancheng!"

Chen Pingan stood up and came to the child with his hands on his hips. He stunned and turned out to be a tomboy. Hold her head and gently twist it, and squat on her ass. "Go on the side. Do you know how to write? Still essays."

After Yuan Jianhua stood firm, he was annoyed: "I can read more! I know more than you!"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Will the words of bragging not draft drafts, will you write?"

Yuan Zaihua said: "I will write, I will not write. In fact, you can not write yourself, want me to teach you? Think beautiful!"

She is obviously a child king, and the rest of the children are all enemies and enemies.

Chen Pingan sat down, facing the city in the north, twisting his wrists, taking out a piece of bamboo leaves and blowing a piece of music.

After Yuan Jianhua heard it, he did not agree: "Not good."

The rest of the children had to go together with chicken and glutinous rice.

Yuan Jianhua saw Chen Pingan not talking, but some lost. He just patted his knees with his hands and looked at the north. The city was even north. It was a mirage with a prosperous trade and a mixed market.

Chen Pingan suddenly smiled and asked: "What do you think are the ten best swordsmen today? There is no order."

Yuan made a white-eyed road: "There is no order, it's still a fart, it's boring. You can guess it yourself."

Chen Pingan intends to get up and practice the sword.

Nowadays, it is easier to learn the sword with the brothers. With four flying swords, you can resist the sword and kill a few times.

Yuan Chenghua reached out and said, "Chen Ping, if you send me a folding fan, I will vent your open air with you."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "The abacus can be played."

Yuan Jianhua extended his hands and blocked Chen from leaving safely. His eyes were strong and said: "Hurry! It must be the one with the best words and the most!"

Chen Pingyuan did not want to pay attention to it. When he suddenly remembered something, he sat back and said, "You will talk first, I will see the mood."

Yuan made a bamboo tube to pour beans, a drum for the airway: "Boss Jianxian, Dong San, A Liang, hidden officials, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, left and right, Nalan Burning, Laojiao, Lu Zhi. These ten! Fold the fan!"

Chen Pingan stood up and really picked a jade bamboo folding fan from the squatting objects and photographed it on the palm of this tomboy. "Remember to collect well, worth a lot of gods."

Yuan made the opening of the folding fan, quite like it, but there were few words on the fan surface. She also recognized a few, and she angered: "Change one, I want more words."

Chen Pingan pressed her little head and gently twisted her head to the side. She smiled and said: "The little girl also dares to bargain with me? If you see it, you will accept it, or I will be careful."

The folding fan that Yuanhuan succeeded in closing the hand, behind him, reached out and reached out. "Then I will buy you a folding fan with the most words!"

Chen Pingxiao asked: "What about money?"

Yuan Chenghua is a serious mantra: "Boss Jian Xian, Dong San, A Liang, Hidden Official, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, left and right, Nalan Burning, Laojiao, Lu Zhi. From today, plus two dispensers Chen Pingan! This is the strongest eleven swordsmen of our Great Wall!"

Chen Ping'an was not happy, and gave her a folding fan with a lot of words. She smiled and said: "Small girl can do it. I can take money from my side. You are the first of the Great Wall."

Where is the accounting of this "virtual name", she has a folding fan in both hands, very happy, she suddenly used the tone of discussion, low voice asked: "You send me one more, the word count is less, no problem, I can put you in the top ten, the top five can!"

It is a pity that the stupid two shopkeepers laughed and left.

But before I left, I took out a small seal and sighed, let Yuan Zaihua give the folding fan with a small number of words to her, and gently print it, which will return the folding fan to the little girl.

Look at a group of children to face each other.

The Yuan Ying Lao Shou Xian taught the sword to come to an end. After Chen Ping went away, he came to the vicinity of the children.

Yuan Zaihua is squatting on the wall, spreading two folding fans in front of her eyes, and acknowledging the words on the other side. Of course, she likes the fan that is full of fans, and it is worth more.

The old man bent over and looked at the folding fan with fewer words, and laughed dumbly.

Most good things are not strong, and the clouds are easy to loosen.

The colorful clouds are still coming back, and the heart is like broken glass.

The former sentence is a very famous poem in the world.

Behind, the dog's tail continued to squat, what is the thing with what, the meaning of the front and back is worse than 100,000 miles, it should be the young man himself indiscriminately compiled.

However, in the end, the meaning is good. If you change the sorrowful meaning of the previous sentence, you can only say that your intentions are good, and that is all.

The old sword snorted and squatted down, looking at Zhu Yin, who was not too conspicuous. He laughed and was a bit interesting.

The Indian version is "there is more separation between people, and the mirror is also round."

When I thought of the life of this gimmick, it was hoped that the father of the five kingdoms would die in the south, leaving only the mother and daughter to live together. The old sword repaired his head and looked at the young man's far back.

In any case, it is not the same as those who have studied in the palaces and colleges.

It’s not that the former is unwilling to do anything, but it’s almost always the end of the wall. Over time, it’s naturally disheartening, and it’s a return to the world.

Chen Pingan came to the left and right.

Asked left and right: "Is it so fast?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "It is already the fifth place for practicing the spirits."

Said left and right: "Study and study, do not slack off."

Probably only under the circumstances, there is only such a brother, not worried about the low level of his brother, but he is worried that the situation is too fast.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "There are brothers staring, I don't even dare to slack off."

Left and right sneer: "Why don't you say ‘even if you want to die more than a few times under the sword?'

Chen Pingan knew that the sword would be sinned.

————

Osmanthus fragrans on the Guihua Island ferry boat is actually the only rumored disciple of Mrs. Gui. What was the realm of ten years ago? Now, after all, the bottleneck is difficult to break, so this interstate ferry docked down the mountain, and Mrs. Gui deliberately let her The overhanging mountains are scattered and scattered, and the mountains and the sea are dependent on each other. It is a unique land of Feng Shui. Not only that, but Mrs. Gui also gave Jin Yu a grain rain money as a pocket money, and her disciples laughed and saw those who were mourning nearly two. Ten years of beloved objects, I have to hesitate. Let Jin Su scared a big jump, want to refuse, but Mrs. Gui waved her hand, and at the same time smashed Jin Su, Qi and his disciples were the first time to climb the mountain, remember to help.

Jin Su did not think much.

That Qi Jinglong and his disciple, Bai Shou, did not report to the teacher's door. Jin Su was regarded as a Confucian student and book boy who went out to study.

Luzhou Luzhou is a famous sword repairing cloud, but both the master and the teacher have no swords.

This time they took a tour of Guihua Island and hanged the mountain. Because I heard that it was a friend of Chen Pingan, I lived in the Guiyuan courtyard that had already been recorded in Chen Ping’s name. Jin Su and the mentor and the disciples do not deal with a lot of people, and occasionally accompany Mrs. Gui to go to the small courtyard to be a guest, drink a tea or something, Jin Su only know Qi Jinglong from Beijia Luzhou, take the bones of the beach, Mazong ferry, all the way Down south, stop in Longquan County, Datun, and then go directly to the Old Dragon City. Just after Guihua Island is going to hang down the mountain, I live in the Guiyuan courtyard where I have never been inhabited.

Master Mrs. Gui did not say that the other side was repaired, and Jin Su was too lazy to ask the other person's roots. It was only considered to be the ordinary ferry passenger who would never meet once.

How is the family, how is the realm, how is it, and what is the relationship with her?

It was only the matter that Master had explained. Jin Su did not dare to neglect. The berthing place of Guihua Island was still near the pavilion. She and Qi Jinglong introduced the origin of the pavilion. I never thought of the weird boy. I just saw it. After the singer written by the second child, there was no interest in going to the pavilion to join in the fun. Instead, Qi Jinglong must go to the pavilion to stand at the station. Jin Su is indifferent. The young white head is impatient. Only Qi Jinglong is slowly crowded through the crowd. In the crowded catching pavilion, I stopped for a long time, and finally left the most boring little pavilion among the eight scenic spots in the hanging mountain. I also looked up at the plaque, as if I could really pick out some doorway, which made Jinsu somewhat slight. Do not like, this is awkward, it seems that it is not as good as that of Chen.

Fortunately, Jin Suben is a woman with a clear temper, and she does not see any clues on her face.

In addition, there are several osmanthus mothers who are close to each other and will be accompanied by three days. Jin Su thinks of the rainy money that was carefully hidden, and she has some smiles.

The white leader is really at the point of lack of mind, screaming all the way, complaining that "the surname of Liu" delayed himself to go to the Lei Zetai.

The young man does not respect Qi Jinglong as the master, nor does he shout Mr. Qi. It is quite strange that he has a "surname of Liu".

With such a disciple who does not know how to be humble and lack of rituals, he traveled far and wide, and Jin Su felt that this Qi Jinglong was actually stranger.

After leaving the crowded pavilion, Jinsu asked Mr. Qi whether he had a favorite inn. The Lingzhizhai Inn has the best scenery and is expensive. Therefore, many of the guests of Guihua Island usually live in the Guanque Inn. Peace is like this, but the inn is not big, located in the depths of the alley, not too eye-opening, not too good inn, good price. Qi Jinglong smiled and said that Laofan Jinsu girl led us to the Inn.

The first hundred of the whites were not happy. Just about to squat, and Qi Jinglong turned his head and looked at the eyes. The teenager would whisper back to his stomach and daring.

The group went to the 鹳 客栈 Inn, who was hiding in the depths of the alley. The white head looked at the young shopkeeper with a bright smile. He always felt that he was the one who brought the pigs to the pigs, so he was in the same room with the surname Liu. After the house sat down, Bai Shou began to blame: "The surname of Liu, the swords of Luzhou in the north of the country have been repaired to the overhanging mountains. Do you not live in Chunyi Zhai, one of the four private houses in the hanging mountain? Live in a small land What are you doing? Oh, what about the beauty of the sweet-scented osmanthus sisters?"

Qi Jinglong poured two cups of tea, and Bai took the teacup and drank it. He continued to confuse: "I am surnamed Liu, I really want to say a few words about you, even if it is the best looking golden millet. Lu Xianzi, who is infatuated with you? Oh, yes, the owner of Chun Yizhai, I heard that the ancestors of the early years and the waters of the mountain Lu Xianzi almost became gods, you are afraid that someone will give Lu Xianzi a venting letter, come Upside down the mountain to block your way? No, this Lu Xianzi is not the Sun House owner of the Caique House, but I want to say that, among the women who like you, the color is, of course, the best of Lu Sui, the temperament I like Sun Qing most, but I have a little bit of subtlety, but there is a little subtleness. The Sanlang Temple is really too warm, my eyes are so fierce, I saw your surname Liu, and I saw it with the drunkard. The pot is like a wine. I don’t have a play when I see you, it’s not a passer-by."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "In the future, I will return to the Taixuan Jianzong. Would you like to take another trip to Longquan County?"

Bai Shu immediately shut up, pretending to be dumb, seems to still feel unsafe, but also twisted the sex, politely poured a cup of tea for the surname Liu.

What is the way, Bai Shou now thinks of a black charcoal that has a heart-wrenching taste and loves garlic. He has a numbness in his scalp.

I never thought that I was the first big sword fairy, the first time I went out to travel, I have not yet made a meritorious deed, and the first name of the world has been destroyed!

Going to his mother's lonely mountain, Lao Tzu never goes again in this life.

The good apprentice of the dog’s Chen’s peace!

In the place of Luoshan, it is estimated that he is inconsistent with his white head, and he is not lucky to listen to the name. If he does not go, he will not die.

Qi Jinglong remembered some of his own affairs, some helplessness and sadness.

The departure of Beizhou Luzhou was not only a temporary event for Qi Jinglong, but also the three swords of the three swordsmen, the sword of the emperor, who had been successfully taken over, so they wanted to take the rest of the world and the other eight continents. The secret instructed by the ancestors Huang Tong, said that the lord had an order, and asked him to go to the Great Wall immediately, and the lord had something to explain to him. Qi Jinglong will not know the intention of the Sovereign, but he is willing to let him Qi Jinglong in the relatively stable battle, and quickly take a glimpse of the Great Wall, and even pass the position of the Sovereign directly to himself. Then, at least for a hundred years, you don’t have to think again. In the name of Qi Jinglong's own, purely in the name of the Northern Zhouzhou Luzhou Xinjianxian, he participated in the Jiancheng Great Wall's killing demon.

The rest of the Taixuan Jianzong is handed over to Han Yuzi.

The white head no longer dared to say the things of men and women, and changed the subject of interest. "Can we really go to live in Chunxi Zhai? I really want to go and see the gourd vine. On the mountain, I am with some teachers and sisters. I took a picture of my chest and made sure that I could see them for the future. I couldn’t see it. I went back to the Taijian Jianzong. I didn’t have much face. Can I just hide in the peak? I have no face, after all. Isn't it that you have no face?"

Chun Yi Zhai is one of the four private houses in the hanging mountain.

The most famous, of course, is the sacred house of the **** of Liu Dacai in Pazhou. It is purely Jinshan Yinshan, which is piled up with the gods’ money. The Liu’s family in the old government and the Daojun’s grievances of the Taoist family are even more It is a wide-ranging joke.

The Mei Garden, built by the monk of the Emperor Shenzhou of Zhongtu, rumors that there is a Shangwuyuan charm that has lived for many years. In that year, the owner directly hired the ancestral plum tree from the hometown to the downhill mountain. It is conceivable that a whole trans-continental ferry will cost a lot of money.

Chun Yi Zhai is a frustrated sword fairy from Luzhou, and he often receives his hometown sword repair, but the owner has never appeared.

The last water refinement house is a courtyard of the Xianzong of the Zongmen in the sea. I heard that these years, relying on the near-water platform, the remaining remnants of the dragon ditch have been gathered, and the Zongmen’s momentum has skyrocketed.

Like the Han Emperor of the Emperor Taizong, the son of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, the ancestral home of the ancestral home, Huang Tong, and the descendants of the duckweed sword lake that rushed to the hanging hills, they all stayed at Chun Yi Zhai. There is a gourd vine planted in Chunyizhai. After a generation of generations, the cultivation of the immortal people was finally won by the owner of Chunzhai Zhai, and continued to be watered for thousands of years. A total of 14 pieces have been produced. The size of the gourd of the sword is as long as the refining and chemical success, the rank of the product is the start of the magic weapon, the best one of the gourd, once refining into a sword, the rumor is that half of the soldiers.

The magic weapon on the mountain or the half-celestial soldier, even if it is the same family of the Xianjia heavy treasure, there are also high points, even the extremely disparate cloud mud.

The swordsmanship of a half-birth soldier can almost be compared with the swordsmanship left by the Taoist ancestors in the past, so it should be regarded as a fairy soldier.

The Beizhou Luzhou Swordsman is far away from home, with the gourd vine, came here to take root, and the Spring Festival is protected by the influence of outside disturbances. It is extremely wise.

Only fourteen gourds that have not yet fully matured can finally refine and refine half of the swords, which is already quite good. Chunzhai Zhai is enough to make a name for the world, earning a full pot, and the most crucial one can rely on seven. One or more of the swords, and at least seven swords. Perhaps with these incense, the owner of Chunzhaizhai has the hope to directly go to the continent in the vast world, directly open the sect, and become the originator of the mountain.

Therefore, Bai Shou will be so obsessed with Chun Yi Zhai.

What's more, Chen Pingan's red-red jug, turned out to be a legendary sword-raising sword. At the beginning of the peak, the youngsters were killed.

If you can also be the same as the Chen brothers, take a sword to carry wine and drink, walking in the rivers and lakes more face?

However, the Chen brothers were still thinner in the face, did not listen to his advice, and engraved the three characters of "nurturing swords" on the jug.

Qi Jinglong nodded: "When you go, you have visited the rest of the seven attractions. Nowadays, the foreigners want to go from the hanging mountain to the Jiancheng Great Wall. It is extremely difficult. We need Chunqizhai to tie up the relationship and help."

In Luoshan Mountain, it was a white head that was lost. When I heard that there was a drama, I immediately regained my soul. I was so excited that "Can you help me to book a spring 幡 养 养 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫The one with the lowest and the lowest is your sacred ritual? Taihui Jianzong is such a big sect, you are a jade sword repaired, and you can’t be bad, you see my Chen brother The Luozu Mountain Zu Shi Tang was completed and sent to the east to send the West. Which one is not a valuable thing for the city? Surnamed Liu, how do you learn from my brother Chen?

In fact, the teenager is also awkward, did not think that Liu Jinglong would really agree, raise the sword, this kind of hard-to-buy sword repair to treasure, especially the high-ranking swords, Jian Xian may not have. Because of the existence of such a rare phoenix, it is more ambiguous than the square and the squatting, the sword repairing the realm is high, and the rank of raising the sword 低 is low, but it delays the warmth of the sacred sword, and can make the sword fairy If you raise your sword, you can't ask for it.

But the white head did not think of the guy who slowly drank tea, nodded and said: "I open a mouth, give it a try. If you don't, I don't guarantee anything with you. If you listen to this sentence, you are expecting too much. When I was disappointed, I was angered by me. The result was not deep. I was aware of the signs that my Master’s preaching was wrong. When you and I worked together, I would like to cultivate my heart."

The white head did not dislike the surname of Liu, and he was overjoyed and surprised: "Last name Liu! Really willing to open this mouth for me?"

Surnamed Liu, the stench of the whole body, only a little good, the words must be done.

Qi Jinglong asked: "In the ancestral hall, you worship the teacher, I accept the disciples, as a evangelist, there should be a disciples to give disciples, you are the sword of the emperor of the emperor of the emperor, the ancestral sword repair, has a good Raising the sword, the road to the benefit of the sword, and raising the sword faster, you can spend more time to cultivate the heart, why do I not want to open it? I am not a strong man, and I am hard to buy a sword with Chun Yizhai. ”

White first stunned and said: "I don't see you go out without money. It's not like a generous person."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "A person is not generous, and not only sees character in money. This word is beyond the literal meaning, the key is still in the word 'only', the world is reasonable, and the extreme is not a good thing. I am not excusing myself. I want you to see everyone except me. I have to think about things. I don't want you to miss some friends who shouldn't miss them on the road of future practice. You should make friends who should not be friends. ”

White head wondered: "Do you know that Chun Yi Zhai will not sell you to raise a sword, just take this opportunity to tell me these principles!"

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "People who practice, especially those who have a good time, are long-lived. If you are willing to look at it, how many times can you see the water falling out? How do you care, you need to ask? I told you, you will believe ?"

White first hands covered his head and mourned: "The brain is wide and painful. Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba Nian Jing."

On the side of Luoshan Mountain, the teenager still learned a lot of folk language.

Qi Jinglong is not angry, laughing and drinking tea.

Bai Shou suddenly asked: "The surname of Liu, will follow the Jin Su they will go shopping together? More boring, these sisters go shopping, we are not afraid of fatigue, we are afraid."

Qi Jinglong said: "The old dragon city Fujia ferry boat is just hanging down the mountain. Mrs. Gui should be worried that they will play in the overhanging mountains. There will be accidents. The children of Fujia are acting, and they believe that the family law is the city rules. We have seen it in Laolongcheng. We lived in the small courtyard of Guifei this time, traveling across the sea, living in food, clothing, and transportation. There is no flower in the snow, and there is always a gift."

White first hands clasped his chest and said: "In this case, then I will spend more time with my sisters. If there is a family member who secretly makes a blind man, don't blame me for showing off the sword."

Qi Jinglong smiled and asked: "Talk about it, how is a sword fairy?"

Before the Mazong Ferry docked at the Niujiaoshan Ferry, the teenager was full of confidence. Later, at the top of the Luoshan Mountain, he saw a row of three small heads that were licking the seeds. The teenager still felt that he was fighting. Stable wins.

White head is angry and angry: "I am surnamed Liu, is it my disciple?!"

Speaking of this, the teenager has some eyes stunned.

The black charcoal skull that can't talk and can be mad at the death is Chen Daping's pioneering disciple. In fact, he is also the only rumored disciple surnamed Liu.

Chen Pingan is now practicing the realm of the gentleman, far less than the surname Liu.

As a result, he was so miserable in Luoshan Mountain that he had no face, and more or less would have lost his face.

Qi Jinglong whispered: "I don't think my disciples are as good as people."

White first rose his face and screamed: "The surname of Liu, you are less self-satisfied, I have not really taken you as a master today!"

Qi Jinglong is in the same color: "To compete with others, always win or lose, win with others, only win and win." How should we choose, white, what do you think?"

The young man squatted at the table and lamented. He really envied the little black-haired girl with dark skin. Her master ran out in two days and would not be squatting around.

But this is nothing.

The most terrible thing is that the black charcoal loses money. When the farewell, the thief is happy, saying that she may have to go to the Great Wall to see Master. The key is to see when the husband will start. She also does not care whether the white head is willing or not, and directly helps him make a decision. The next time the two sides only fight, do not fight.

When Bai Shou first thought of this, it would be awful.

————

Ning Yao is still in retreat.

In addition to Chen Ping’s refinement, he was on the stage of the martial arts, let go of his hands and feet, and arrested Nalan’s night.

Without Fan Dache, they were present, and Chen Ping, who was bent out of the sword, and the mustard in the small world, the green shirt was completely another scene.

Bai Hao is now used to watching over the pavilion. How do you think that his grandfather is the most outstanding aftergather of the Great Wall of the Sword, followed by the Wu Wu, who has not been in the millennium for thousands of years. As for the cultivation of the refining gas, what is anxious, the aunt sees it as a post-production, isn’t it the five-time practicing qi? The qualification of practice is not much worse than that of my own lady.

On the corner of the street not far from the shop, Chen Pingan sat on the small bench and licked the melon seeds. He finally finished the story of a landscape that likes to drink Qi Jianxian.

Feng Kangle felt that there was still some insatiableness. He asked Chen Pingan about the old sword and the other legends. Chen Ping thought about it and thought that he could compile a few more casually. Then he said that there is still a story, so I got a head and said that the young sword fairy went to an ancient temple in the wilderness where the old crow fluttered and flew, ignited the bonfire, and was about to drink quickly. Then she met several graceful women, with a burst of fragrance, laughing and laughing. , clothing, floating into the ancient temple. When the young Jianxian looked up, he frowned, because the person who was a monk, looked at the gods and operated the magical powers, and then saw a fox tail behind the women, so the young sword fairy sipped a pot of wine and slowly got up.

Speaking of this, Chen Pingan stopped and came to the most annoying and listened to the decomposition.

Chen Ping went to the wine shop and still didn't drink alcohol. The main reason was that Fan Dache was not there. The rest of the drunkard gambling bats are not very good at their own eyes. They want to pick up a bowl of half bowls of wine. It is difficult. No reason, I am selling wine for you, and I owe you no money. Chen Pingan squatted on the roadside and ate the bowl of Yangchun noodles. He just suddenly felt that some people couldn’t stand Qi Jinglong. The story didn’t seem to be good enough. The way, after all, he was not really a storyteller, and he has done his best.