The Path Toward Heaven

He Zhan stood in front of him. He had no prey in his hand, and had no intention of lighting a bonfire.

The last request of the dying was unwilling to be fulfilled, too cruel.

Su Ziye looked at him seriously and said.

He Zhan spread his hands and said: One good news, one

Su Ziye said: Bad.

He Zhan said: The bad news is that there is no meat. The good news is that I just met an acquaintance nearby.

Such barren mountains and ridges can actually meet acquaintances, and naturally no one will believe it.

Su Ziye sighed and said: At this time, you are still willing to chat with me. From then on, I knew you were waiting for someone.

He Zan said with apology: If I let you know, I worry that you won't accept it.

I am a member of the evil faction, not the old master of Yi Mao Zhai who does not eat the enemy.

Su Ziye said: Let him out. I have always been curious what kind of person your friend is.

Someone came out from behind the tree. The age should not be young, but the eyes are immature, just like a child.

At the time of May's chess game, He Zan almost turned Desser with a grilled fish.

People like him must have many friends in the practice world.

There are many different friends.

Fortunately for He Zhan, his two most famous friends are his true friends.

Interestingly, these two friends not only don't know each other, but they should be the enemy of life and death from the camp.

If it was before, He Zhan would never let them meet, but today is special.

Other than Tong Yan, he doesn't know who else to trust.

How is your face green?

This is the first sentence that Tong Yan said.

My father planted a magic fetus in my mother's body, and finally the magic fetus was saved, and she died.

Su Ziye said: I am the devil, born with corpse poison, so the whole body is green.

His tone was plain and his explanation was concise.

The wild forest seemed to have the darkest night.

The mountain wind was cold and biting.

Tong Yan was silent for a while, looked at his face and asked: Why is it purple again?

Su Ziye said: The corpse locust is mixed with congenital venom in my body, so my body color will change slightly.

Tong Yan said: How long can you last?

Su Ziye said: The perilla leaf is not ugly. If you soak it in the pickle jars of Yizhou for three days and eat it with white rice, the taste is very fragrant.

Tong Yan said: Baotong Temple has no meat, but there is rice. If I come forward, white rice should also be available.

Su Ziye was silent for a while, and said: If you agree with me to pay for the meal myself.

Tong Yan said: Of course, but you have no money now, and you may need to work a few short-term jobs.

Su Ziye said: Yes.

OK, isn't it tiring to speak like that?

He Zhan has not spoken. After listening to it for a long time, he couldn't help but cursed a few swear words and said: I admit that you are the smartest people in the world.

No, you can only rank fourth.

Tong Yan pointed at the sky cut by the treetops and said: Jing Jiu was on top.

Su Ziye looked at the sky with his fingers, smiled and said: If I can survive, I also want to go to Qingshan to see what kind of person he is.

Chaotianda 6 ushered in spring, but it was still cold in some places.

On the desolate field, only yellow moss can be seen, and occasionally a few willow trees can be seen, and it has been bare by unknown animals.

Just like those stone mountains in the distance.

Lengshan is really cold, and the breath exhaled when people talk will turn into white smoke, and it looks like something is being sacrificed.

The internal conflict in Xuanyin Sect has ended. After a fierce assassination, a young man named Wang Xiaoming was embraced by the elders as the new master.

It is interesting or chilling that the Xuanyin Sovereign who was paralyzed by the fire for decades and is still alive.

You promised me to let them have a fair fight, why should you let Bulao Lin assassinate him?

The talking short and thin old man has a red nose, but has nothing to do with the cold, and may be angry.

He is the famous swordsman: Xuanyin ancestor.

After coming out of the bottom of the sky, he spoke to only one person.

Yin San was a little embarrassed and said: I didn't expect your apprentice to be so good, so I had to do more.

Xuanyin's ancestor was silent for a while, and said: Bu Lao Lin listened to you so, why did you kill Wei Chengzi at the beginning?

Of course, the more mixed the water, the better, as long as the purpose is achieved.

Yin San said: Xiao Layue is my Qingshan disciple. When will it be Zhongzhou's waste to kill?

Xuanyin ancestor said: What is the relationship between Bu Lao Lin and you?

Yin San said: When the day that Bu Lao Lin perishes, I will tell you.

Xuanyin's ancestor did not understand what he was thinking and asked: Do you want to destroy Bu Lao Lin?

Yin San shook his head and said: It's not me, it's the children who want to do this.

Xuanyin ancestor said: Why do you help them?

Yin San smiled and said: If my brother is still alive, I will definitely feel that these things are meaningless, but I like it very much.

After saying this, he raised the bone flute in his hand.

The sound of flute was melodious, and the consuming cow went away into the wasteland.

Desserius is gone.

Night was approaching.

The excitement brought by Qingshan Chengjian has not been completely away.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, you can even hear the laughter of the girl from the opposite peak.

At that time, he felt that Qing Rongfeng was too close.

White ghost and Han Chan sleep in Dongfu.

Jing Jiu rarely did not lie on a bamboo chair, but stood on a cliff.

He looked at the green hills under the stars, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Layue stepped out of Dongfu and stood beside him.

I am the best person in the world to be an assassin.

Jing Jiu said.

This sentence is sudden.

Zhao Layue remembered the situation in which the two killed Zuo Yi on the end of God's Peak, and thought it was true.

Jing Jiu continued: This is the idea that suddenly came out when hunting down the snow-footed beast that night in the snowy field.

Zhao Layue said: Do you want to say that you should take on the role played by the ten-year-old?

Jing Jiu said: I won't do it.

Zhao Layue said: Because lazy?

Jing Jiu said: Because it doesn't make any sense to do these things.

Zhao Layue said: What solution?

Jing Jiu said: As long as you live long enough, things in the world are just dull repetitions, and there has never been a real change.

Zhao Layue glanced at him and pointed to the two forgetful peaks in the distance.

Liang Wangfeng and Shenmo Peak have only one mountain road.

There is a long bright lamp separated by dozens of feet on both sides of the mountain road. From a distance, it looks like two parallel rays of light. It rotates along the mountain and then gradually rises to the peak.

Jing Jiu understood what she meant, and said: The road to the peak was broken, and she could only go down again, or repeat.

Liang Wangfeng is bright tonight ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is to let the newcomers recruited at the Cheng Jian Conference yesterday to see the sinister mountains in the night.

As usual, the two forgetful disciples including Nanshan Gu Han Jian Ruyun disciples will train newcomers at this time, but today they do not.

Because the two forgetful peak ranked Youth out of the gate, and asked a difficult question.

What happened when Liu was ten?

His eyes moved on the faces of his brothers.

No one answered him, Gu Han hesitated.

Guo Nanshan patted him on the shoulder and said: Let me do it.

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