Jean tired girl also heart but heart can’t erase a little disappointed Ye Lang left … Where did you go and will you come back again?
I was feeling sad when my shoulder suddenly warmed up. Someone touched my right shoulder. When I turned my head wearily, my eyes immediately lit up. "Where have you just been?"
Tsing Yi man with a long scar on his face smiled. "Have you ever seen a dog bite a dog? It’s annoying that a dog barks endlessly before it bites. I just went to cut off the dog’s head. It was a big dog. I didn’t expect it to be a puppy. I couldn’t understand it, but she laughed so hard that the man couldn’t speak.
Fan Qiao, the head of the international guard, looked back and looked back. The sword behind him was drawn, and someone approached in the distance and walked slowly.
Walk slowly because the newcomer is limping and limping, and the killer sword has become his crutch.
Fan Qiao stood in front of the master and grabbed the front of him to stop at the humanitarian pavilion.
Just after saying four words, the head grabbed it and laughed with joy. "Meet Uncle Lin!" The two old men helped each other to get up. It was easy to get up and kneel again.
When the meteorite was doomed, Lin Qingpan went to wake up the sword burial and didn’t come back. No one heard from him again. He woke up the sword burial body and fed the sword. I can’t bear to think that he is back, which makes Shen He not happy!
Fan Qiao has never seen this elder listen to the head shouting to break each other’s identity. Fan Qiao is surprised at the color and has to kneel.
"Li Li came to help me a hundred times better than kneeling!" Lin Qing walked hard and laughed.
Awakening the former Jiangshan sword domain Linqing’s self-injury to the end, stabbing his ancestors and dying for the sword spirit to wake up, but in the end, the sword in his hand didn’t let him "wish" to complete the sword front, so he got rid of it and went to the sword grave. Then Wan Jian broke out and sword domain turned Jiangshan into a sword and launched a sharp blow to the meteorite.
After Lin Qing’s death, the sword burial spirit sword returned to his hands, but he disobeyed the practice and carried the sword, but he was repaired by the sword burial itself and scattered by Machamp, and another right foot meridian was abolished and turned into a limp.
In a few words, Lin Qingpan said that he had encountered "I can’t fly without repairing it, and I haven’t brought any money with me, and I can’t even afford to hire a carriage … Finally, I can always meet a few good people along the way to build a family cart and walk for a while … After five or six days, I will come back and cough that I am still lame."
Fan Qiao knows that he has no room to speak for himself, but he still can’t help saying, "You … cough, don’t hurry back."
Didn’t take back … Will again.
Lin Qingpan is not as dignified and smiling as He Yu. The old man is easy-going and asks Fan Qiao, "How do you say death?"
The problem is absent-minded. Fan Qiao doesn’t know if he is right. Lin Qing looks at Shen He and takes it.
Shenhe Xiankou tastes great, saying that "death is lighter than a feather and heavier than heaven and earth".
Seize the interface "exhaustion of strength and serious injury to a group of demons is lighter than a feather in their hands;" It is more important than heaven and earth to eliminate the fate of the star and then die together. "
Before and after the two sentences are the truth, but Shen He’s tone of voice is joyful and the answer sound is relaxed, which is really like chatting with some old people basking in the sun in front of a small town house.
"Light and heavy, light and heavy, regardless of death, is dead. I like to die and leave the mountain. It’s already earned." Talking, Lin Qingpan also sat in the stone cave and didn’t die. Isn’t it earned to have a chance to go back to the mountain and go to righteousness?
There came two old men sitting in the stone nest, and the third old man looked a little crowded
Depending on the seniority, Shen He won’t dare to squeeze into a place with Shi Shu … That was before, and now this stone cave seems to be the first treasure in the world. Both other disciples refused to leave their good work and move back to make room for the new old man.
But then again, it’s almost late autumn in middle-earth and it’s a little cold, which makes everyone huddle together and has an extra advantage of warmth.
All of a sudden, the crow guards came … Not only did the crows compete with each other, but they also brought the elders of Zhufeng, Lishanzhen, Quanhu, and the elders of Zhufeng to get close to their younger brothers. A large group of people were all-powerful just a few days ago, and now they have a good group of old, weak and beaten soldiers.
People haven’t arrived near Wu Yi Yao to shrug their shoulders at Fan Qiao. "I advised me to say that you don’t mess up the stone nest outside, so many people don’t let you go, and even if you can put the stone nest, what is it?" Can’t match everyone’s identity! And … "
It’s a terrible thing for crows to be verbose. They haven’t finished a word. From one to four, everyone said a word about you. It’s nothing more than saying that they have to come.
Real … Where is it from the mountain? What is it? It’s really not an important thing. It’s not that place that matters, but this group of people.
Where they are, they are away from the mountain; This is the group of people who are from the mountain sword Sect.
This group of people have a stone nest, and this stone nest has suddenly become the first practice Sect of the Middle-earth people, the Sect of Sword from the Mountain.
All the important people from the mountain came to Shiwo Fanqiao and winked at Wuyi, who directly asked, "What do you mean?"
"When the enemy arrives, I will deal with it. Please take care of the leaders and elders."
Wu Yi said "Oh" and "Just as I guessed"
Fan Qiao leng leng "guessed and asked?"
"Say a few more words if you can." A wife Wu Gaga smiled and reached out and rubbed her bald crow girl with dark skin, shiny bald head and exquisite and charming facial features … Uber!
Wu Yi also laughed. "Anyway, these two things are not so white. You can’t beat us. We can’t beat you. You can’t beat us again …"
Nonsense, Wan Jun, Fan Qiaoshi dare not say anything more with this group of crows.
The heretics of evil spirits didn’t leave the mountain and let the sky wait for too long. After half an hour, a cloud came galloping in the east, yelling, "Xuantian, Twenty Nights, the seventh star in the East, Jisu, the bodhi old zu, drove to the top to protect Yin …"
Lord Xuantiandao has ordered the disciples in all directions to leave the mountain first. If you can slay the important brother who leaves the mountain, you will be rewarded handsomely.
If you leave the mountain, you will feel full of heart if you die and make minor repairs. Xuantian minor repairs were beheaded by his brother from the mountain, so it’s not a bad idea to borrow a little detective to find out the actual situation from the mountain. They died well.
The evil disciples of Xuantiandao rushed to the mountain, and some thoughts were old enough to fly slowly and deliberately, and the trees from the mountain were deeply rooted. Although this kind of thing is beautiful, it is not as real as life, and some shallow evils want to make contributions, so they want to make a blockbuster, just like the first one who came here to "save the bodhi old zu before driving."
A long list of headlines has not yet waited for him to say his name, but a fire has shot out from the front of the stone nest, driving in the middle of the clouds and screaming and screaming into a mournful cry.
Fan Qiao received a handprint.
Who cares what his name is
From the mountain now, there are several strengths to speak of, but not just any evil clown can come and throw its weight around.
Fan Qiao lit the sky lamp, and the mirror was clear, which reflected the burning cloud clearly to heaven and man.
Chapter six hundred and thirty-nine Good gamble to marry him.
Evil spirits are greedy and greedy. They want to take advantage of their weakness from the mountain to get cheap and take credit. Many evil spirits have come one after another since the "protection of the lights". Even if they are weak from the mountain, there is a fan Qiao and ninety crow guards.
Su Jingli supported and corrected Zong Yang Huozhen and Fan Qiao.
Among many true brothers, Fan Qiao is not as good as Fu Su and Bai Yucheng, but it is more than enough to deal with these clowns.
Those shallow evil practitioners were lucky when they met Fan Qiao, and they were killed by a fire without a few breaths. It’s really bad luck to catch a pair of crows!
Demons are ruthless and experts in playing with fire. Crows control the fire just right. A fire burns for a long time and is swallowed up by fire. Evil cultivation will not die for a while, but it can’t escape. It can howl and roll in the fire …
They come to find unhappy crows and fairies, so let them get what they want and give them an unhappy time.
The Chinese people look up to the sky from the "dome mirror" to see the foreign evils, and they are burned to ashes a little during their struggle. Some people feel cruel in their hearts and mumble Buddha in their mouths; More is full of excitement … There are cheers in some tough places. Every time a "sky lantern" lights up, there is a cheer to blame!
In front of the stone nest, a real "flaming cloud" floats in the sky. It looks beautiful. In less than half an hour, Fan Qiao and Crow Wei put nearly 90 torches. This late autumn morning is warm as spring.
In the distance ahead, Xuantiandao’s minions have gathered a lot, but seeing the same Dojo, which dare to cross the line again? No one dares to approach again. Fan Qiao, a hundred miles territory of Shiwo, lifted his eyes and looked at the demon man in the distance. "If you don’t leave, you won’t leave."