Dragon-Marked War God

Even if it is the heart of the stone, it has to be melted. The old antiques that are always carrying the ancient rules are moving, not to mention his ancient mysterious heaven. Once, he was also a good man and an iron-blood youth. Zeng Yijian, the world, has also been tender and like water.

Gu Xuantian took a deep breath and tried to calm his feelings. He stood up from his seat and said to Jiang Chen: "Jiang Chen, you helped the seat open today, and this seat owes you a People."

Regarding the attitude of Jiang Chen’s arrogance, Gu Xuantian did not pursue it for a long time. For many years, he was a high-ranking person. No one dared to say an excessive sentence in front of himself. No one even helped him to open the heart, only Jiang. Dare.

Oh.

Gu Xuantian gently stroked the void, and the space inside the hall was directly torn open with a crack. The force of the cold space overflowed from it. Gu Xuantian looked at Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu on the ground: "Condensation Child, go, take you to see your mother."

Yes, at this moment, the ancient Xuantian, identity is no longer a patriarch, but a shackle, an elder, the twelve years of the heart has opened, and even he can not wait to see the ancient 岚.

After listening to the words of ancient Xuantian, Wu Ningzhu cried even more. On this day, I finally waited. Twelve years of tears seemed to flow out at this moment. The people present did not speak. Gu Xuantian Just standing there waiting, no one to disturb the dancing bamboo, the tears of dancing bamboo made them feel distressed, as Jiang Chen said, in the 12 years, how much bitterness this child suffered.

Wu Ningzhu buried her head in the arms of Jiang Chen. She kept crying for five minutes before she stopped. She calmed down her mood and slowly stood up and gave a deep gift to Gu Xuantian. She did not speak. This ceremony is a thank-you to Gu Xuantian, but the mood of Wu Ningzhu is still very complicated for Gu Xuantian. She hated this for 12 years, and then today, she also saw the side of Gu Xuantian. At this moment, the hatred has been reduced a lot. She does not want to live in resentment, just want to see her mother as soon as possible.

"Go."

The ancient body of Xuan Tian swayed and disappeared into the gap of the space. Then, Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu also walked in. The other great saints in the hall did not go in. This kind of thing, they did not mean anything when they came out. This is The grievances of their family have been solved by themselves. Some of the knots are always open.

"Gu Mu, you did a good job this time, and you will reward you when you look back."

A great saint said to Gu Mu.

"Thank you for the elders."

Gu Mu deeply prayed to these elders. He almost didn't scare him. But at this moment, in addition to admiring Jiang Chen, he was more respectful. This is a real man. Those words are only to The talents of the Holy Spirit can be said.

"Elders, how do these babyes deal with them."

Gu Mu looked at the treasures left by Jiang Chen and asked, the 1.5 billion yuan of the best Yuanshi, three Jiuyang Leilongdan, ten bottles of Jiuyang Shengshui, this is an unimaginable huge wealth, now these Baby is suspended in the air.

"Gu Mu, you should first collect these treasures, and wait for the patriarchs to come out and say, if the patriarch promised Jiang Chen's relatives, we can collect these treasures."

A highly respected elder said that when Jiang Chen came, he said very well that these treasures are all dowry, which is used to greet the dancing bamboo. If Gu Xuantian could not agree to this affair, how would the ancients Being able to collect these wealth.

"Yes."

Gu Mu did not dare to neglect, carefully put these treasures up, and also prayed that this thing can be satisfactorily ended. Now the ancient things are solved, and then there is a gap between Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu. Things, ancient animal husbandry can not want any more bad pool, he knows Jiang's temper too much, if Gu Xuantian insisted on giving the dance to the ancient wind, it is difficult to imagine what kind of things Jiang Chen would do.

In fact, for Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu, Gu Mu’s heart has always been awkward. When it was in Danyuan City, Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu had already begun to worship the world. He forced the intrusion and interrupted the river. The wedding of Dust and Wu Ningzhu forcibly brought the dance bamboo back to the ancients, so he is the most hopeful person of Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu.

In the cold prison, this prison is a space, but it doesn't look cold. There are flowers and grasses, and there are birds. It is like a paradise. There is a purple bamboo forest in front and a purple grass behind it. It is a thatch. House, if you have to say that this is a prison, you can only make sense by being isolated from the world.

Yes, the environment is beautiful, but it is isolated from the world, full of sadness and sadness. Seeing the illusion here, the last hate of the dancing bamboo against the ancient Xuantian also disappeared, Jiang Chen also secretly nodded, he really did not Wrong, Gu Xuantian is also a lover of affection. Although he imprisoned the ancient Shu, he just refused to let the ancient scorpion contact with the outside world, and gave the ancient 岚 a very good environment.

Suddenly, a string of sounds rang from the other end of the Zizhulin. The sound of the piano was incomparably beautiful, but there was a bleakness in the sound. The melody was filled with a feeling of missing in it, and people couldn’t help but fall into it. In the world of the sound of the piano, it is impossible to extricate itself.

"mother."

Wu Ningzhu shouted a subconscious mind, her voice, some trembling, this piano sound, too familiar.

"A beautiful piano sound."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh. He finally knows why the piano of Wu Ningzhu can play so well. Now it is the reason.

Gu Xuantian walked to Zizhulin with Jiang Chen and Wu Ningzhu, and soon went to the end of Zizhulin. A woman appeared in the eyes of three people. The woman was dressed in white, her face was a little thin, but she did not block it. Living in the peerless face, her look is a bit bleak. At first glance, she is a storyteller. Her eyes are on the strings. A pair of jade hands dance like strings on the strings. This is a very beautiful picture. All the women’s thoughts seem to be in the sound of the piano, and they have not noticed anyone coming.

Jiang Chen saw through the cultivation of the ancient Shu, this woman turned out to be a rare great saint. Although it was only a first-class sacred, it was enough to show the power of its talent, a powerful first-class sacred, how sensitive the sense, but ancient But I didn't find three people. It can be seen that the ancient heart has been completely immersed in the piano sound. It seems that this piano sound can make her return to Wuyang City, return to the family, and return to the carefree happy life.

At the moment I saw the ancient gong, the tears of Wu Ningzhu couldn’t stand it anymore. Yes, this is my mother. Although twelve years have passed, the face of the ancient pipa is in the heart of Wu Ningzhu. It has always been so clear, the mother is not old at all, just a little thinner. Wu Ningzhu always feels that her mother is the most beautiful woman in the world, both before and now, that beauty is unique.

Mother is a great word. In the heart of every child, his mother is the most beautiful and unique.

"mother."

The dance bamboo shouted and the voice was great.

boom.

The old body slammed and the strings broke in her hand. She slowly raised her head. When she saw the dancing bamboo, her pupil began to enlarge, and her body began to tremble. At this moment, her whole The world seems to have undergone major changes.

"Coag... condensate."

Gu Yu’s tone is more trembling. She feels that she is dreaming, but this dream is so real. Although she hasn’t seen it for twelve years, Wujing’s bamboo has undergone tremendous changes, from the little girl of that year to the slim. The peerless beauty, but Gu Yu still saw his daughter at a glance.

"Cool, is it really you?"

I haven't seen how the ancient scorpion moves, her body has come to the front of the dance.

"Mother, it is me, I am your condensate."

Wu Ningzhu could not restrain his emotions, and fluttered directly into the arms of the ancient Shu, and burst into tears.

Gu Yu raised his twitching hands and placed it on the back of Wu Ningzhu. She still couldn't believe it was true: "This is a dream, it must be an illusion."

Seeing this situation in front of him, Gu Xuantian and Jiang Chen looked at each other with a tacit understanding. They did not want to disturb such pictures. They knew that this picture will last for a long time. I am afraid that it will not last for an hour or two. enough.

"Jiang Chen, thank you today, you have solved my many years of heart."

Gu Xuantian said with a smile, he was able to say thank you two words from the ancient Xuantian mouth. It was very difficult and rare in time. At this moment, he put down his high-profile body and chatted with Jiang Chen like a friend.

"It is you who untie your heart, not me. If you are really a ruthless person, there will be no ancient singers and dances."

Jiang Chen also smiled and seemed to see through ancient Xuantian.

"Do you know that you are so disrespectful to me today that you may be killed by my hand."

Gu Xuantian looked at Jiang Chen.

"My Jiang Chen has never done anything unsure. If you are ruthless and unjust, you can't sit in this position. In that case, I will not use this way to the ancients. I will wait until I am strong. Directly hit the ancients, forcibly took away the dancing bamboo and the ancient scorpion, and indulged your entire ancient nationality and completely disappeared from the world."

Jiang Chen’s words did not cover up.

Gu Xuantian took a breath of cold air. In this Shengyuan continent, Jiang Dust was the first one to say that the ancients had fallen, but Gu Xuantian had a feeling that Jiang Chen could only say that It seems that I can do it. This is a very scary young man.

From the body of Jiang Chen, Gu Xuantian saw not only self-confidence, but also a domineering domineering. It was a natural king's breath, which was amazing.