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Nancy Han staggered in the streets and was knocked to the ground by pedestrians passing by quickly. It was like an old man with defective legs in his trunk, and like the withered yellow grass beside the ancient road, falling down when the wind blew.

It fell down.

Just get up.

Nancy Hanchi smiled, with a feeling of self-deprecating at the corner of her mouth. Her cultivation was ruined, her skills were not as good as others, and she had no regrets. However, what he didn't expect was that the person who claimed to be Mu Liang was not Dong Chu Junze

Yu's command is not a secret practitioner with a profound realm hidden in the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong.

That person turned out to be An Hongdou's man! His target was Luo Changfeng's child.

"I stolen your cultivation because I think you are kind. Nancy Han, please take care of yourself from now on." This is Mu Liang's last advice before leaving.

It sounds like an old friend? Nancy Han thought for a long time, from appearance to voice, from cultivation to supernatural powers, everything that the person showed always had a familiar and unfamiliar feeling, like a long time away from him

The friend suddenly reunited.

But when he thought about it carefully, there was no one in his memory who could fit this kind of feeling.

How strange!

Fortunately, all this is no longer important. Grudges, love and hatred are like past events, and from then on, they have nothing to do with him, Nancy Han.

What else can a broken body and mind do? He walked to a brothel, and his ears were waving. Scarf, small fan, light silk, jade hairpin... In addition to the bloody gray stains, a touch of it was also revealed in Nancy Han's face.

Smile, depraved and unrestrained.

Seven days of brothel lingering.

Spread all the money.

Chicken crows and dogs bark in the humble alley.

The dream has been around for more than thirty years.

Last night, the wine and meat smelled bad, and no one cared about it.

Today, the bones are cold, so I can point my fingers!

...

The wind and snow roar in my ears.

Mu Liang held the little bean sprouts in his arms, and his wide robe covered the baby with all the wind and snow. The little bean sprouts with smiles hanging on his face were sweet in their dreams. The innocent sword bracelets and the chain of the innocent swords were flowing over the wrists of the two little hands.

A ray of spiritual consciousness and a trace of cultivation warmly nourishes Xiao Douya's limbs and the inner palace of the spiritual acupoint.

Enter the Snow Silver City.

Mu Liang did not choose to act low-key, but instead flowed all over his body, releasing his cultivation level at the peak of the realm of the Transformation Realm. He walked slowly along the streets, with a gust of wind and snow. Sure enough, he was stared at by Yan Lingwei not long after.

About ten Yan Lingwei surrounded Mu Liang. The people who set up stalls on the street and the pedestrians passing by hid in the shops and lofts on both sides, with a crack and a side of the door open, and secretly watching.

Then the Yuwen Valve appeared.

Before the leader of the Yan Lingwei, Yuwen Valve, who was now the leader of Fengxue Yin City, opened his mouth, Mu Liang lifted his robe and revealed the familiar swaddle clothes.

When Yuwen's clan saw the child in the cradle, he immediately poured out murderous intent. Dozens of Yan Lingwei's figures appeared on the eaves and attics around the roofs and attics.

Yuwen Valve looked at Mu Liang and said, "Leave the child behind."

Muliang walked up and said, "It will be returned after a hundred days."

Yuwen Zhen was slightly stunned: "It's you?"

"It's me."

The murderous intent in his body gradually dissipated. Yuwen's valuation hurriedly stepped forward to catch the child, hugged him carefully, and explored the pulse of Xiaodouya, which made him relax.

Yuwen Vale looked up at the person in front of him. It was Zhang Mo's familiar and vicissitudes of face: "Who are you?"

"My name is Muliang."

"Meet Luo Changfeng?"

"Although the old friend is already dusk, the past has not been cool." Mu Liang left this sentence and turned around and left. He walked towards the gate of Fengxue Yincheng, with a slight smile on his lips and eyes.

An Hongdou stood at the city gate with Xue Ji.

He was wearing a red robe and had a good breath.

Muliang felt a little surprised when he walked to the city gate. He looked at An Hongdou and said calmly: "It is worthy of being the King Luo Bing who was once as famous as Di Wulei and Muyun Jiancheng. In just a few months

Not only did he recover from his injuries, he also successfully entered the upper realm of the Transformation Tribulation. I am afraid that Luo Changfeng would also be shocked when he knew about it."

An Hongdou pointed at Mu Liang with a sword: "You really know his whereabouts!"

Muliang did not hide it and said, "I know, but I have nothing to tell you."

An Hongdou said, "Although you saved Cheng Xue, I have a kindness to you. But if you don't tell me whereabouts of my husband today, it may be difficult for you to get out of Fengxue Yincheng."

Mu Liang smiled: "Who said I was leaving Fengxue Yincheng?"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Liang himself disappeared without a trace. His body movements were extremely strange, with almost no trace or breath to be found. Only the snowflakes that were rolling in place were left.

...

Bodhi City under Bodhi Mountain.

Tianxiang Pavilion, which was fighting for the courtesan back then, had already changed its owner and owner. Jiang Manlou's aunt had already returned to Tibingshan Zangbing Valley. If there were no accidents, she would become the controller of the Jiguan City for many years. As for the Jiang family, she

The legitimate head of the family, Jiang Manlou, is now sighing on the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion, sighing that the general situation is involuntary.

Jun Zeyu and Shen Tianxin sat upright in the same place. As comrades-in-law in the past, they knew everything about each other. Jiang Manlou was not moved by his feelings and left his hometown, but he seemed cynical, but he actually valued love and righteousness.

The guy is obviously the old place

Revisiting things is like a person who changes his past.

Luo Changfeng's whereabouts are unknown as Tianji Pavilion collapses and his whereabouts are unknown.

The nerd Li Xingyun called out Buddha and sat in Nirvana. Kongliu Ling'er was lonely in the academy, and even though he had just visited him, he avoided him.

There was nowhere in Xue'er in ten years. Eighty times he was deceived by the old man Tianji. He died ten years ago when he jumped down the city tower.

The guy Li Luo, a trash old man lying in half a body into the coffin.

The Double Ninth Festival is like a broken dog.

From having everything to losing everything, and getting everything again, Mo Xiangqi, who has been ups and downs for half a lifetime, and Yue and Yue, who only know how to protect and accompany but never show their feelings.

There are also two guys behind him who are always planning and pretending to be calm!

After the Bodhi Academy was separated that year, it seemed that the only one of them was perfect?

After being stripped of the River Tu Luoshu, Jun Zeyu, who was rescued from the Emperor Alliance, seemed to be dim and ordinary in terms of his spirit and demeanor. Even if he was still the young master who was unparalleled in the world, he always felt that he had a lot of influence.

The fireworks in the city are like a banished immortal who has fallen into the world, causing dust and illness.

After coughing a few times, Jun Zeyu said, "I don't have much time left for you. The remaining troops in the Imperial Alliance are less than 10,000. The people transferred from various commerce companies in the world, as well as the world's association and the heroes left to guard them.

Some powerful people in the old nest have also set off one after another and will soon arrive in Zhongzhou, waiting for your orders. If you, the common master of the world, cannot eliminate distracting thoughts, and such a kind of traitor, will hurt the past and present, your future will only be ruined by you.

How can we talk about fighting the foreign countries and calming the countryside and clearing the mountains and rivers?"

Jun Zeyu rinsed his mouth and added: "If you can't do it, I'll replace him."

"Substitution?"

Jiang Manlou turned around, slapped the table with a palm, and glared at him, "Who do you underestimate?"

Jun Zeyu obviously doesn't like this: "You."

Jiang Manlou sat opposite Jun Zeyu: "For four years, if you cannot purge the world and let Zhuluyuan have no worries, I will commit suicide to apologize to you, King Ming of Dongchu! Do you dare to gamble?"

Jun Zeyu smiled: "A gentleman's word is as good as a horse."

Two people clinking glasses.

Jiang Manlou poured wine and wiped his mouth and said, "If I could do it, what should you do?"

Jun Zeyu said, "If you say it, you will do whatever you want."

Jiang Manlou suddenly looked serious: "One thing is needed."

"you say."

"I will see Luo Changfeng the next day, and I want your King of Ming of Dongchu to kowtow to my comrades and atone for your sins!"