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Yan Mingyue's tone is very relaxed, but Lin Feng knows that she has suffered a lot of pressure.

How can it be easy to get out of the third way between the original conservatives and the radicals? That is, her master is too imaginary. The members of the Presbyterian Church are far-fetched, and they are also difficult to support.

As she said, she can try to take a new path, simply because she is too imaginary to allow her own disciples to try.

Lin Feng smiled faintly: "For you, opening up a new waterway is the key point. Which boat to take is not important."

"That's not awkward, the biggest and best boat can survive the stormy waves and open up a new route." Yan Mingyue lightly whispers to the ear: "The ship is too small, no new roads come, first in the waves The top is over."

Yan Mingyue sneered a little: "Lin Zongzhu is really unfathomable. Mingyue is really wanting to change the boat now, just don't know if it will come yet?"

Lin Feng’s mouth bends in a faint radiance: “Before you arrive at your destination, you can do it at any time, but it’s not necessarily the end point you want to reach.”

"This ship is now sitting in the moon, and the helm is the same idea." Yan Mingyue said quietly: "However, the moon has more confidence in the sea, and the ship is bigger, after all, sailing in the sea."

Lin Feng laughed happily: "That's not necessarily, this boat may be flying. It will be left to see it later, and it will be useless."

Yan Mingyue nodded and smiled: "Lin Zong's main words are reasonable."

After a little pause, she said: "After taking some of the gloom in the Yunlin world, Liangpan has other gains. The two sides are together, and the Tai Palace is not far from the old days."

Lin Feng nodded. The look is light: "In the magical treasures of the emperor's sacrifice, the Tai Palace can be called the first, but it is not allowed to be seated."

Yan Mingyue said: "Yes, Lin Zongzhu can repel the Xiantian sword and the Taixu Temple together, naturally not afraid of the Tai Palace."

"It is this place to thank Yan Xianzi, if not told by Yan Xianzi, this seat does not know that the Great Zhou Dynasty has hidden other cards." Lin Feng said quietly: "This seat is not afraid. But first know, you can More planning."

Yan Mingyue smiled: "Mingyue is doing cheap people, let Lin Zongzhu laugh."

The conversation is here. The two tacitly interrupted similar topics and turned to chat.

"The little girl, the Da Zhou dynasty has sent people to the road to Xiling City." Yan Mingyue looked at Lin Feng curiously: "This little girl is a true yang in the Yuanyin, but it is not a forest." Do you value the sovereign?"

Lin Feng does not marry her. Said faintly: "The next thing in this seat is her father."

Yan Mingyue suddenly said: "This person has avoided the ruthlessness of Tianchi Zong?"

"Yes, this is the case." As he said, Lin Feng looked up at the sky in the ancient sky of Tianlong, where a crack was split, and an old man wearing a red robes and a white face appeared there. It was the Great Zhou Dynasty. Secretary of the Board of Supervisors, Mei Wulang.

This person is the general manager of the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The **** leader, Zhou Diliang's confidant.

Lin Feng saw him. His eyes flashed a little: "But Liang Daoyou and his seat?"

Mei Wulang respectfully bowed to Lin Feng: "Your Majesty invites the owner of the Xuanmen. When there is leisure, he is a guest at Tianjingcheng."

Lin Feng said: "I am afraid that it will not work in the near future, but you can tell Liang Daoyou, he is very kind and invited, this seat will have time to go."

"Your words are spoken, and it is convenient for the owner of the Xuanmen." Mei Wulang's sleeves waved, a white girl appeared beside him, her face was cold and beautiful, and her two lips were pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

She looked at it with some stunned look, and her eyes fell on Lin Feng, and she stopped immediately, and her eyes were hidden in her eyes.

This white girl, naturally, is the daughter of Zhi Zhiqiang, Knife Yuting.

Lin Feng used her own mana to take her directly and threw it on the Yujing Mountain. Knife Yu Ting was still not reacting. I saw a middle-aged man in front of him.

The two looked at each other and were struck by lightning.

Song Qingyuan did not deceive the knife in this respect. Knife Yuting was indeed repaired by Cao Wei's secret method. The memory was completely restored. Of course, other secrets were buried.

However, when Lin Fen’s mana took her, he had already cleared the secrets.

Knife Yuting looked at her father at this moment, and she couldn’t speak anything. Once upon a time, this man seemed to support the pillars of a family in her mind.

But later, the family was gone, and even the figure of his father became blurred. The shadows flashed past each other, but they never remembered who it was.

Later, the memories of my father and mother gradually became clear. Although they still couldn’t see the truth, they were happy.

Just in the Tianchi sect, this happiness can not only be shared with others, but also buried deep in the heart, in case it is discovered by others, resulting in the loss of memory.

Song Qingyuan knew her secrets. Although she never liked that person, she could only compromise and bow her head, lest she even be obliterated.

Not long ago, she suddenly recovered all her memories. Her childhood memories with her parents clearly appeared in her mind, but after the joy, Knife Yuting only felt the boundless fear.

She is not stupid. Cao Wei and others suddenly changed the tradition of Zongmen for many years. The exception to her is necessarily a special reason.

Until recently, Tianchizong was attacked, and Knife Ting's mind relaxed slightly, but more was awkward, because she did not know where to go next, and did not know where to find her father.

Now, Knife Zhiqiang suddenly appeared in front of her, or the face in memory, or the **** connection of the close relatives, but a little more wind and frost, more wrinkles in the corners of the eyes.

But man is still that person, her father.

Suddenly, the cold-skinned white girl suddenly burst into tears and slowly fell in front of Knife Zhiqiang. Knife Zhiqiang took a deep breath and reached out to caress her hair.

He suddenly raised his head, but he couldn’t stop his eyes and tears fell.

The father and the daughter are relatively speechless, cuddling together, and haven't reunited for a long time, and they can't speak for a while.

For them, maybe they can meet each other, it is already a great happiness.

Everything that happened on the Jade Mountain was in the eyes of Lin Feng. He smiled and took back the knowledge of God, letting the father and daughter who had separated the flesh and blood for many years to complain about parting.

Mei Wulang has been sent away by him. He knows that the light and shadow in the sea are flashing, and the appearance of Yan Mingyue reappears. The girl in Tsing Yi lightly smiles at her ear and smiles slightly: "Lin Zongzhu sent the little girl to the reunion of the father and the daughter? It is also a happy event. According to Buddhism, Lin Zong’s merits are infinite."

Lin Feng said faintly: "Yan Xianzi is heavy."

Yan Mingyue said with a chuckle: "Well, Mingyue is going to deal with the accountability of the division. Here I wish you a second success in the second time."

"Take your good words." After Lin Feng finished speaking, he interrupted the communication.

Yan Mingyue looked at the disappearing light and shadow, and for a moment, "I used to think that it would be like this."

She is standing between the clouds and the sea, but not in the Da Zhou Dynasty, but in the place where she grew up living from a young age, too virtual view of the mountain gate, Baiyun Mountain.

"Yan Shimei is a good means, for the brothers to be self-satisfied." A dull voice rang in the clouds, white clouds scattered, a young man dressed in Tsing Yi walked out slowly, the facial features look ordinary, but there is a mystery of returning to the truth, It is the first person in the young generation of Taixu, Lin Daohan.

Yan Mingyue said softly: "The master is not going to make fun of the moon, the master of the Xuanmen is the leader, but the younger sister is guided by the situation."

"I didn't think that Yan Shibo and Xuan Lin Shishu both personally went out, brought the drums and the yin and yang clocks, and they were all defeated by the master of the Xuanmen. Xinlong Shengxian Tianjian was in hand, but why not he."

Lin Daohan said faintly: "The Lord of the Xuanmen can provoke the end of the catastrophe. This is the result of the war, but it is indeed unexpected."

Yan Mingyue asked: "Master, you said that the cultivation of the Lord of the Xuanmen, what is the realm?"

"I can use the power of my own to urge the end of the catastrophe. At least he should have completely robbed the first robbery, or at least thoroughly overcome the strength of the first robbery." Lin Daohan said faintly: "If this is not the case, the first division of the uncle is not The temple of Taixu is in hand and will fight with one."

Yan Mingyue chuckled: "The mind of the uncle of the first division is deep, and he gave such a good opportunity to him. He certainly will not do it for the sake of the moment."

Lin Daohan said: "Not necessarily, Xuan Lin’s uncle has lost the stone ladder. If it is not the vastness of the land, the master and the master will probably shoot."

Yan Mingyue asked: "When is the view of the Lord and the Presbyterian Church, what does it mean now? After the matter of the land and the land has subsided, will you immediately go to the Lord of the Xuanmen?"

Lin Daohan shook his head, calming like a water, and it was rare to see a few waves. He said quietly: "Master and the elders of the elders have other plans."

Yan Mingyue’s face flashed a strange color, but he didn’t ask much, just said slowly: “Master, today, how do you treat the Lord of the Xuanmen?”

"Standing from the perspective of the vast territory of China, it is the blessing of my people." Lin Daohan said faintly: "But the premise is that he has enough self-control, otherwise it is another Emperor, Emperor."

Yan Mingyue sighed and looked at Xiaoyunhai: "Who can do this kind of thing?"

In the ancient domain of Tianlong, Lin Feng, who was being memorized by others, was now on the Longshimen, and his mouth slightly revealed a bitter smile.

It’s been more than a day since I entered the door, but I still haven’t come out.

According to Qin Dishi Yu, there is no special danger in Longshimen. If there is no reason for Shi Tianyi, there is only one reason. He does not want to come out.

Anliang Wang Shizong Yue face color iron blue, Changle Dao Zun shaking his head and smiling, Shi Xingyun is also a faceless expression.

Qin Di Shi Yu turned to look at Lin Feng, a king of the country, sighed: "Lin Zongzhu, is you personally shot, or by 朕?" (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, the novel is better updated faster !

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