People were talking in Beiliang, and Li Chungang invited me to drink

Chapter 0059: If there is an affection in the world, it must be Xuanyuan Jingcheng [Ask for a full booking]!!

“Just when Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Laozu were in full swing.”

“Northern Liang Shizi and the others also came to watch the battle.”

“However, they did not pass by temporarily to see the liveliness, but they had an appointment with Xuanyuan Jingcheng early in the morning.”

“As I said before, Xuanyuan Jingcheng has been forgiving for twenty years and secretly laid out.”

“This layout has made many arrangements, one of which is to ask Xu Shizi for a favor, that is, if he and Xuanyuan Dapan die together, then he will help his daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng and control the Xuanyuan family.”

“Xu Shizi will come to watch the battle, and it is precisely because of that agreement.”

“He walked with Senior Li Chungang and took Xuanyuan Qingfeng up the mountain together.”

“After Xuanyuan Qingfeng arrived at Daxueping, looking at the familiar picture, many past events immediately emerged.”

“She also remembers that her father always laughed at the tastelessness of eating three meals a day without reading, not only did she like to read, but also always taught her how to read himself, and solemnly said to herself countless times: But if you open a book, it will be beneficial, but you don’t ask for a solution.”

“She still remembers that when she was a child, her father taught her how to write, how to write, and taught herself: where the book is opened, she can catch people’s eyes with strange sentences, which surprises one of them, and does not tighten up.”

“I also remember that my father once let my young self ride on his neck, laughing and saying that dogs are not good at barking, people are not good at good words, and if you want to be a good person, you might as well learn dogs first.”

“And these have become memories.”

“She suddenly realized that she seemed to be much happier at that time than now, but I don’t know when she began to distance herself from the man and became no longer happy.”

“From the moment Xuanyuan Jingcheng killed Xuanyuan Jingxuan, she began to regret it.”

“She really wants to see her father now, and she really wants to throw herself into his arms like she did when she was a child, and say, I’m sorry.”

“Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s heart is already in turmoil.”

“He was scared, terrified, he would never wait for the opportunity to say sorry to his father.”

“And the things that are fearful seem to become a reality little by little.”

“After Xuanyuan Qingfeng stepped on the snowy ping, she found that her father, who was already bleeding, was looking at her, but his face was still full of open-minded smiles.”

“Obviously, I just experienced a hard battle with Xuanyuan Dapan.”

“And it’s even more obvious that Xuanyuan Jingcheng has fallen behind.”

“But Xuanyuan Jingcheng is very calm at this time, and he is not afraid at all.”

“It’s not much, but it’s just a voice that everyone can hear.”

“Since the celestial phenomena can’t kill you, then I will enter the land immortal!”

After saying a word, the breath on his body skyrocketed again.

“It’s not just a skyrocketing increase in numbers, but also a rise in level.”

“An unprecedented terrifying aura began to pervade between heaven and earth.”

“Xuanyuan Jingcheng’s figure at this moment looks extremely majestic.”

“He used his life as a guide, burned his body and blood, communicated heaven and earth, and really entered the realm of the land gods!”

Saying this, Su Yi took a sip of tea.

“At the beginning of this paragraph, I listened to the blood boiling, all over the body goosebumps, Xuanyuan Jingcheng broke the land immortal scene is not too handsome, it’s a pity, he burns qi and blood, I’m afraid to kill Xuanyuan Dapan, and he is also tired of returning to the sky.”

“It’s a pity! It seems that Xuanyuan Jingcheng will most likely die in the end. ”

“I don’t know why, I’m inexplicably very uncomfortable, can he see his daughter change her mind and say sorry to herself?”

“I feel bad to hear! After listening to so many stories before, at most, I felt that it was a pity, and it was the first time that I felt like today. ”

Next to it, the female emperor sighed and said, “Although that Xuanyuan Jing City has entered the land immortal, it is just a flash in the pan, and it is a flash in the pan.” ”

When Ji Ruxue heard this, she chuckled.

“If I can enter the Land Immortal, even if it is a moment, only for a moment, that is enough.”

“That’s true, too.”

The female emperor sighed.

Land immortals, the legendary realm, and it was when everyone was discussing.

Su Yi knocked on the shocking tree.

“After breaking through the land immortals, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was not excited, not happy, or even laughing.”

“He just came to Xuanyuan Dapan leisurely.”

He heard this grandson, who was almost a Confucian saint, say softly: Although it is difficult to reach Kunlun from good as ascending, it is useless to collapse from evil.”

“Ancestor, you really should read those books that you regard as useless, martial arts can be practiced by cheats, and if you want to achieve the realm of land gods, it is not hundreds of thousands of martial arts secret codes that can be piled up.”

Hearing that he was actually taught such a lesson by a junior, Xuanyuan Dapan suddenly became furious, and laughed maniacally with disdain: You also deserve to tell me the big reason?!”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, whose chest was stained red and black with blood dripping out, smiled and said: Xuanyuan Jingcheng talks to you, the ancestor can naturally be used as a wind in his ears, but at this time the immortals are talking to you, why are you still so conceited and ignorant?!”

“Saying that, Xuanyuan Jingcheng took one last look at his daughter.”

“At this time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stared at by his father’s other eyes, and he also understood what his father wanted to do.”

“She tried to stop it, but she couldn’t do anything.”

“She regretted it, she regretted why she didn’t listen to her father, why did she return to this hateful Huishan Xuanyuan family.”

“What about Wen in his life, anyone can say that he is wasteful, but only she Xuanyuan Qingfeng can’t.”

“Because, she has the blood of Xuanyuan Jingcheng flowing in her body.”

“Thinking of the cold words she used to say to him, she wanted to apologize, but now she didn’t even have a chance.”

“Xuanyuan Jingcheng saw his daughter’s appearance, and his lips moved: Don’t cry, don’t think of bullying you when your father is here.”

“Say it, Xuanyuan Jingcheng faced Xuanyuan Dapan and shouted loudly.”

“Xuanyuan Jingcheng, please ascend to heaven!”

“The voice just fell.”

“The sky seems to have heard Xuanyuan Jingcheng’s request.”

“Purple thunder pours down like a mountain.”

“On the snowy flat, all the spectators retreated.”

“Heavenly Tribulation, fleeting.”

“On the vast snowy lawn, the thunder is silent, only the wind and rain.”

“In the end, only Xuanyuan Qingfeng was left, standing there stupidly, looking at Daxueping, who had nothing.”

“That little inch of land, as if no matter how winds and thunder in the world, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, as a father, is about to die, and he will shelter a pure and stable land.”

“That’s what it’s like being a father.”

“In the end, Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan died together, and there were no bones, not even the ashes.”

“Of course, the unparalleled Xuanyuan Jingcheng also left a few tips for his daughter, helping his daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng control Huishan.”

“Moreover, after explaining everything, there are still many trivial things written on the bag for Xuanyuan Qingfeng.”

“On the day you were born, my father buried an altar of wine under the old laurel tree, and once a year in the future, from now on, it has been twenty-three altars, and he privately named his daughter Hong, okay?”

“Mo Guan’s father nagged redundantly, but I can’t talk to you all these years, and in the future, my grandson will be called Fu Wan, and my granddaughter will be called Yasong, how?”

“Over the years, Dad has been looking through ancient books and classics when he has nothing to do, and he really can’t think of a satisfactory name because of all kinds of headaches, Dad hopes that they will study if they want to study in the future, and if they want to learn martial arts, they will learn martial arts, the heaven and earth are big, they can’t fight in an inch, life is short, only 36,500 days in a hundred years, and it’s good to be confused for a lifetime.”

“Of course, also, in Qingming, if your mother is not willing to go to the grave, Qingfeng does not have to force it, since you can’t get along with each other, forget each other in the rivers and lakes, it’s already a blessing in life.”

“The words pierced the heart, the words were tearful, until this time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt what it was to be raised and not waited.”

“She regretted it, she regretted why she couldn’t understand her father’s painstaking heart earlier.”

“However, now I find that it is too late.”

“Of course, Xuanyuan Jingcheng also left a bag for his loved ones, but that bag is not written like that.”

“In the bag for that woman, on the rice paper, there is no word.”

“Is there a time when a dignified Confucian saint doesn’t know what to say?”

“This blank space is telling her, Huishan, has their home been cleaned by him?”

“She unsealed a pot of wine and brought in a set of wine utensils that had been dusted for many years.”

“The wine is self-brewed by Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and the wine utensils are also homemade by Xuanyuan Jingcheng.”

“Sitting alone, she served a glass of wine, but found that there were two lines of small words at the bottom of the glass: Life should be suffering, and good people should be good.”

“No matter how hard she suffers, or even no matter how she thinks or treats herself, in the eyes of Xuanyuan Jingcheng, she is always his good person.”

“At this moment, she finally figured it out.”

“At that time, just after the rain and the sunny day, the scenery of Daxueping was still there, and she came to the cliffside and showed a poignant smile that no one had ever seen: Jingcheng, don’t gamble with you.”

“Say, she jumped down…”

Saying this, Su Yi did not continue to talk about it.

Because, at this point, the story of Xuanyuan Jingcheng came to an end.

The spectators in the audience shook their heads in disbelief.

Countless sighs sounded in the teahouse.

“Daughter Red? If I have a daughter in the future, I will do the same. ”

“Fu Shake? Yasong? What a nice two names, I will continue it, Xuanyuan Jingcheng goes all the way, Confucianism, goes all the way. ”

“Confucian, go all the way.”

“Congratulations to Confucianism to heaven.”

“Congratulations to Confucianism to heaven.”

Delete it the next moment.

A whole sound sounded in the teahouse.

This person, whom they called waste at the beginning, completely entered their hearts at the last moment.

There is martial arts in the text, and there is fine in the thick.

For his daughter and the future of his family, he is willing to give his life.

Perhaps it is this true temperament that can cause people to cry.

See the story is almost told.

Su Yi stood up, arched his hand to the audience of the world, and said: “Everyone, today’s story is here, tomorrow there is something at Su’s home, delay for a day and talk about it, please bear more burdens, Su Mou is here, thank you.” ”