Legend of the Cultivation God

"Yuaner..." You Yun was really touched. The appearance of Chang Yuan suddenly pulled the family out of the extremely embarrassing situation, and blocked the calculations of the Sima family. He said, "You don't have to..."

"Oh..." Chang Yuan’s face was reddish. It seems that this is also the first time. "This is a matter of a child and a husband. You don't have to pay attention to it."

"Well~" Sima Yan smiled. "Since you are willing to take the lead in the tour, then accept one of your arms today, if you are willing..."

"Shut up..." Not before Sima Yan finished, Sima Minghong yelled, "If you are a heavyweight, the old man naturally has to take an arm first and then go to my horse house. However, since you are a lady of the right to play, It’s a regular disciple. This arm first stays and waits for the Sima family to say...”

"It doesn't matter!" Chang Yuan responded faintly. "I am now a woman who has the right to swim. I have nothing to do with my family!"

When I hear this, everyone understands that the regular family must not want to offend the Sima family. All of this is Chang Yuan’s own claim.

"Hey, hehe..." At this time, a man dressed in official uniform and who had a six-point similarity to the weight of the tour rushed out from the side door, holding a **** tiger in his hand, and hurriedly, "East. The country has sent troops, and their national teachers have approached the capital with a group of disciples..."

When Yun Yun heard it, his face showed anxiousness. The gaze fell on Chang Yuan’s body. He whispered: “Things are urgent, Yuaner, and you have been wronged for a while...”

"Hey, let's go!" Sima Minghong saw that the general trend had gone. The Sima family could not get any benefit in Yifeng country for the time being, sneer, and explored to Changyuan.

"Slow..." At this time, a voice that is faint, can fall in the heart and has infinite majesty is born on the side of everyone. That Sima Minghong slightly stunned, very vigilant to look at the sound of the place, but see a tall and thin Taoist monk slowly walked out, is not always watching the lively Xiaohua?

Sima Minghong frowned, his eyes flashed, and he came to the front of the palace. I have already seen the situation around me long ago. Xiao Hua and Fu Zhiwen stood quietly not far away. Although it looked very awkward, Sima Minghong’s knowledge was swept away, and even the eye-catching technique did not detect it. Xiao Hua's special, only Fu Zhiwen's body has a faint infuriating atmosphere, and this breath did not cause Sima Minghong's attention.

In particular, Sima Minghong step by step, and the home of the traveler, Yun Yun, has been parried. Can Yunyun did not look at the side of Fu Zhiwen, Fu Zhiwen also did not have any reaction, and even the face with a look of lively look, Sima Minghong already know that these two people have nothing to do with the palace. And if there is Fu Zhiwen next to it, Sima Minghong will even regard Xiao Hua as a Taoist priest.

But who knows, at such a critical time, when the family gave up, the Sima family would succeed. This Taoist who was almost ignored by Sima Minghong actually spoke, and stood up. The style of the whole body seems to cover everything in the family!

Where did Sima Minghong still not know, he was afraid that he was in trouble.

"This fairy friend..." Sima Minghong hurriedly clambered. "I don't know what the fairy friend said?"

I know that Xiao Hua simply ignored him, but went to Chang Yuan and looked at Chang Yuan’s eyes. He asked: "Chang Yuan? You... can you know the old man?"

"Before...predecessors?" Chang Yuan certainly felt that Xiao Hua was as heavy as a mountain. Similarly, she also perceives Xiao Hua’s tone of being more mountainous, but she looked at Xiao Hua and shook her head slightly. “The younger generation did not know the predecessors!”

"That... can you know Huang Yi?" Xiao Hua asked again.

"Huang Yi?" Chang Yuan frowned more and thought about it. Shaking his head again: "The younger generation does not know."

Xiao Hua’s face gave birth to a disappointing color.

Sima Minghong next to "Cough, Xianyou..." coughed a few times and wanted to speak again.

Xiao Hua sneered, his eyes swept over, and said faintly: "The bullies who are bullying are not worthy of being Xiao’s fairy friends."

"You...you..." Sima Minghong's eyes were slightly stunned, and he raised his hand and put it down. Now he has taken the initiative in the Yifeng country where he is visiting, and he will never break the opportunity because of a trace of anger.

The tour and the clouds are also standing there and dare not move. They have a feeling in the heart. The appearance of Xiao Hua is definitely not a bad thing for the tourists. Even Yun Yun also took a look at the tour and the sound that is not far away. .

"Can you really remember it?" Xiao Hua once again looked at Chang Yuan with awkwardness, "Huang Yi, Xiaocai, Tianmen Mountain?"

“Predecessor~” Chang Yuan’s face was reddish and whispered. “The younger generation did not know what the seniors were saying!”

"Well~" Xiao Hua closed her eyes slightly, and her heart was quite unwilling. After a little thought, raising her hand and slowly lifting it up, it was like holding a heavy object, even the fingers were still wrapped around the invisible soul silk, with Xiao A little finger of China’s finger is in the eyebrows of Chang Yuan’s eyebrows. Chang Yuan only feels that the eyes are black. The stars and the sun in the sky are turned into Xiao Hua’s fingers, and she herself is also inhaled. On the night of Tianmen Mountain, the scene of the beautiful story drifted in front of her eyes...

Time flies for a long time, and time seems to have passed very short. When the sky is shining, Chang Yuan sees Xiao Hua in the picture and stands in front of his own eyes, and the fierce Sima Minghong’s face still carries. The previous anger.

Chang Yuan felt that her face was slightly cool, and her face was full of tears.

"You... can you remember what?" Looking at Chang Yuan’s tears, Xiao Hua asked again.

"The story of the predecessors is very beautiful, and the fate of Huang Yi and You Zhongquan also makes the younger generations feel!" Chang Yuan still shook his head. "The younger generation is Chang Yuan, not Huang Yi!"

"Oh, nothing!" Xiaohua sighed. "Manpower is sometimes poor! Xiaomou can't just cover the sky!"

"Thank you for your predecessors!" Chang Yuan was slightly stunned.

"Do you need an old man to take action here?" Xiao Hua asked left and asked softly.

Chang Yuan shook his head: "If you don't work for the predecessors, Huang Yi can transform into a small cabbage for the right to swim. Why can't Chang Yuan go to death with the power of the tour? The predecessors have no relationship with the younger generation, so the younger generation can make the seniors risk?"

In the words, Chang Yuan’s eyes flashed and rushed to Xiao Hua again.

"Slow!" Suddenly, Xiao Hua was shocked and eagerly said, "You...you open your eyes and let the old man take a closer look!"

"This..." Chang Yuan is a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, the old man is old enough to be your grandfather!" Xiao Hua smiled. "If the old man is expected to be good, you must be the old man to find someone!"

"Good!" Chang Yuan slightly bit his lip, opened his eyes and looked straight toward Xiao Hua.

"Silk... really!" Xiao Hua stared at Chang Yuan’s dark pupil and carefully examined the subtleties inside. His appearance on Huang Yi basically came from Huang Mengxiang, but his eyes on the soul were extremely Deep impression, Huang Yi's ghost repairs the name of the seven eyes glamorous fire, a pair of eyes is a very intimidating wildfire, and this eye is exactly the same as her life's eyes, and is different from Huang Mengxiang of Tianmen Mountain. What is strange is that Xiao Hua’s memorable eyes are exactly the same as this Chang Yuan in any detail! !

"Before...predecessors!" Chang Yuan had been watching a man for so long, and he was shy, "late generation..."

"Chang Yuan!" Xiao Hua smiled. "The so-called eye is the **** of the heart, and the heart is the master of the soul. If a person falls into the reincarnation, everything in the past is counted as the past, and everything in this life is also returned. However, the reincarnation is of course It can obliterate the appearance of the soul, but it will not erase the core of the soul. Although you can't remember the past, you will grow differently. But your soul, your heart, your eyes have not changed. You...the old man wants Find someone!"

"Ah?" Chang Yuan’s face was a little surprised and excited. "You can be a younger generation..."

"You don't have to know who you used to be, and the old man will let you forget!" Xiao Hua raised his hand in Changyuan's eyebrows and gently touched it. "You just need to know, since today, you are the old man." Disciples, even if you can't make a decision for you, even if you don't want to be a leader for you, now there is a veteran. If you say that Sima Minghong is the whole Sima family, the old man will never let you suffer a slight grievance!"

"Before...predecessors~" Chang Yuan’s heart is full of unparalleled trust, but she can let her apprehend and make her embarrassed. "The younger generation is Confucianism, not Taoism!"

"Oh, little sister!" Fu Zhiwen, who has been standing next to him, smiled. "Master is not only arrogant, but also the Confucianism of the Confucianism. It is also a smog for the brothers, but for the brothers, but for more than a decade, it has been refining. What are you still hesitating about the time of God?"

During the speech, Fu Zhiwen will take a mouthful, and a sigh of anger will rush to the sky, attracting countless awe-inspiring slams! Fu Zhiwen's Tianshu is certainly sealed by Xiao Hua, but the infuriating in the chest is not false. Although there is no refinement in his mouth, the repair of the refined gas is still there. Sima Minghong and You Yun are next to each other, and Sima Minghong is more about how to hold a scroll in his arms.

"For the teacher also wants to collect the weight of the right to be a disciple, you wait for the two to be under the door of Xiao, isn't it a beautiful thing?" Xiao Hua said with a smile.

"Just..." Chang Yuan asked again, "The younger generation still doesn't know the names of their predecessors..."

"The old man is the door to Xiaohua!" Xiao Hua and Yan answered.

Although Xiao Hua’s voice is small, it can be heard in the eyes of others.

"What? You... are you Xiaohua Xiaozhen of the Black Wind Ridge?" Sima Minghong almost couldn't help but scream, and at the same time, he suddenly thought of the one that was blocked when he was in his own hands. hit.

"How? Xiao is not like?" Xiao Hua frowned slightly, looking up at Sima Minghong who he did not know before, and he did not understand why everyone was so surprised. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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