Heaven’s Shadow

Even if it is far apart, the cheers in that big mansion can be faintly spread to the end of the long street. The ordinary people don't really hear it, but they have come to the God of Transformation who is already unpredictable. Say, as long as you pay attention to listening, naturally you can know what was born.

In some dim rooms, Tianlan Zhenjun and Iron Pot Zhenjun have already sat down. When no outsider was present, they seemed to have become more casual between them, and didn't care about sitting under their buttocks. Is it an ordinary wooden chair, or the throne or lotus terrace in the towering temples on Tianlong Mountain.

But the room was still quiet, and neither of them spoke. It was because of this that it made the cheering sound a little clearer.

After a while, Tiehu Zhenjun suddenly broke the silence and said, "The person you think will be the elder of the ghost?"

Tianlan Zhenjun thought for a while, but shook his head, and said, "Probably not. Then, if you are caught so easily, you won't be able to avoid us for decades in Xiancheng."

Tiehu Zhenjun slowly hesitated, and seemed to agree with Tianlan Zhenjun's words. So after a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the room.

The two big men in the room didn't seem to react to this. After a while, the footsteps stopped outside the door, and then someone knocked three times on the concealed lintel.

"Come in," Iron Pot Zhenjun said.

The wooden door was squeaked and Song Wenji walked in. She first called "Father Right" to Tiehu Zhenjun, then turned her head and looked at Tianlan Zhenjun.

Even if just sitting, the burly tall figure of Tianlan Zhenjun is still very amazing. At first glance, it seems that he is slightly taller than the petite Song Wenji. At the same time, the bald Zhenjun is very imposing and not angry. , A pair of eyes as deep as the sea, as if it contains storms and thunder, really like a god.

I don't know if it was taken by the momentum of the first person in the True League of Immortals today. Song Wenji's face showed a strange color, like fear and fear, and as if worshiping and admiring. Common emotions, even if there is a monk who has a path to walk.

She respectfully honored Tian Lan Zhenjun and said softly, "Disciple Wen Ji, meet Tian Lan Zhenjun."

Tianlan Zhenjun's face was dull, his gaze stayed on the charming woman for a moment, then he nodded, and said, "Get up."

"Yes." Song Wenji stood up, then silently walked to the side of the iron kettle Zhenjun, standing on the side behind him a step away, but after a while, he couldn't help but looked up quietly and looked away. Tianlan Zhenjun.

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When Song Wenji came in, she was still holding the ashes and spirits of her dead sister, but neither Tiehu Zhenjun nor Tianlan Zhenjun paid attention to it, that is, Tiehu Zhenjun asked her lightly. A sentence said, "What's going on in the house, can anyone embarrass you?"

Song Wenji said: "Many people have died and are now arresting the Demon Demon. 6 Brother Chen is very kind to me, and has been protecting me according to the instructions of Lord Tianlan Zhenjun, and has promised me an undivided invitation, and finally personally Send me out. "

The iron kettle Zhenjun nodded and glanced at Tianlan Zhenjun. Tianlan Zhenjun smiled and said, "I'm right, that kid is reliable."

Tiehu Zhenjun snorted and said, "It's very good. But I thought you would explain the blood warbler. I never thought that I would only find my apprentice now. Is this really a plan to cultivate a successor?"

Song Wenji, standing next to Iron Pot Zhenjun, looked down, but after hearing this sentence, a light flashed in the bottom of his eyes and calmed down quickly.

Tianlan Zhenjun laughed and said, "If you do n’t cultivate him, what will I accept him as a disciple? It ’s you, old iron pot. Although I have received many disciples in these years, I know you do n’t seem to be particularly satisfied with them. . Are you old now, do you want to pass the mantle of the mantle to this goddaughter next to you? "

The iron kettle Zhenjun smirked, rolled his eyes and said, "Just as much as you say, how I decide this matter has nothing to do with you."

Tianlan Zhenjun laughed and pointed at Song Wenji in the middle of the laugh, saying: "Others don't say, this little girl's talents and qualifications are all top-notch, and it looks good. So, if your old guy doesn't have this mind, I Just ask you for a kiss, and treat her as a companion to my disciple 6 Chen?

As soon as this remark was made, the room was suddenly quiet, no matter whether it was the iron kettle Zhenjun or Song Wenji's face, the difference was that the iron kettle Zhenjun looked a little annoyed in surprise, but Song Wenji was In the right shy shyness, in the deepest part of the eyes, there was a slight gloom.

After a while, Tiehu Zhenjun made a "slap" and waved, "Come less, don't think that you have the upper hand today, and you want to come in. Let me tell you, Wen Ji is my most beloved good daughter Since I am a priceless treasure, even if you exchange the most precious treasures in the world, I don't want to, let alone give you that apprentice as a wife! You die this heart as soon as possible! "

Tianlan Zhenjun shook her head and smiled, but turned to look at Song Wenji, and smiled: "You old man is sloppy. He talks so loudly. Why not listen to what other girls think? In case she likes it What about my apprentice? "Then, he reached out and drew a big circle in front of him, and laughed:" Little girl, let me tell you, in the future, all the inheritance in my hands may be passed to 6 Dust, you If you marry him, you don't have to worry about anything in this life. How about it, willing? "

Tiehu Zhenjun looked a little annoyed, but seemed to think of something. He turned to look at Song Wenji suspiciously, and said, "Wenji, what do you think?"

Song Wenji's teeth gently bit her lip, but she knelt down on the knees of the iron kettle Zhenjun, then bowed down and said, "Father, you are as heavy as Wen Ji'en, without you, there is no Wen Ji. Wen Ji heart Nothing to ask, only wish to serve the righteous father and be a horse and a horse, and only ask the righteous father for mercy, and never drive Wen Ji away. Otherwise, I can only be a lonely and lonely lonely Haunted. "

At the end, she shook her shoulders, her body trembling slightly, and she was crying, as if she was sad.

The iron kettle Zhenjun was taken aback, and quickly stood up to lift up Song Wenji, and then she was crying with tears and tears. The iron kettle Zhenjun suddenly showed his heartache, even chanting: "Why is this, why is this! The good daughter doesn't cry, there is no such intention for the father, no such intention!"

Then, he glanced back at Tianlan Zhenjun and said angrily: "You, you, are also the real king. How can you talk nonsensely, frivolous words and frighten my good daughter?"

Tianlan Zhenjun took a deep look at Iron Pot Zhenjun ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I saw him busy and comforting the crying Song Wenji, who was anxious, but where did he still have a sense of differentiation?

Tianlan Zhenjun was so funny and relieved, but his face was full of smiles, and then he stood up and walked out of the house, leaving only their righteous father and daughter alone.

When standing on the long street, the sky shone, Tianlan Zhenjun looked at the sky, and looked at the busy house in the distance and the fierce killing sound that resounded, and the low words comforting from the room behind him Sounded a deep smile on his face.

He had his hand on his back and looked up to the sky. At that moment, he felt that the world and all sentient beings were just mediocre.

Between the palms and clouds, there are few difficult things in the world.

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