Blue Blade Longsword.

Over-the-knee python.

Four sharp claws coiled around the shoulder, swallowing mountains and rivers, lifelike.

Such a dress.

It's not an ordinary person who can wear it, or dare to wear it!

"Ning, Brother Ning......"

Zhang Qian subconsciously covered his mouth, he was so shocked, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it, and he would cry bitterly.

Ten years have passed.

Now, he is radiant, what a glory it is to raise his hands and feet, as far as Zhang Qian is concerned, he should be happy for the eldest brother he met when he was a teenager.

However, Zhang Qian is not stupid.

Lin Ruolan is also not.

At the age of seventeen, he left his hometown and has not been heard from since.

In between, how many people forgot him, how many people thought he was dead, and how many people felt that this guy was almost not famous.

Therefore, he returned to his hometown without shame.

"Ten years of drinking ice, cold and warm self-knowing!"

Lin Ruolan blinked her eyelashes slightly, and there were crystal teardrops, falling slowly.

Lin Tai clenched her palm and nodded her head, which was in approval.

Zhang Qian gritted his teeth and was silent.

At this moment, there are only these eight words, which can make them empathize with it the most.

From a grassroots, humble as a snake foot at the foot of the mountain, to now wearing a golden python, it seems to have climbed to the sky in one step, and the scenery is infinite.

But, who would have thought that behind his scenery, how many men's blood flowed?

Those who have stood up to the heavens and the earth since ancient times.

None of them have been easy.

Rong Zhi, who was a little farther away, had widened her eyes and had not moved for a long time, and finally, she narrowed slightly, and instantly became dim.

Boyhood.

She thinks he's hypocritical and contrived.

Especially after the love letter incident, she has always firmly believed that this guy is in love with her, but unfortunately, he is not worthy of herself.

Years have passed.

After the old man met again and learned that he was the young director of Sky City, Rong Zhi finally let go of the little prejudice in her heart and began to feel it slowly.

Ning Xuanyuan, this guy, is barely qualified to pursue himself.

Now.

The stars changed, and the handsome man returned with glory, Rong Zhi suddenly felt that she was so ridiculous, so ridiculous that she had been living in a dream, without knowing it.

When she received the invitation today, Rong Zhi thought that Ning Xuanyuan had rekindled her old feelings and was ready to confess to herself.

Right now?

Even if he speaks, do you dare to agree?

Do you think you deserve it?

Rong Zhi asked herself twice in a row, and her emotions suddenly became mixed, bittersweet and sour, and only she knew herself.

It's a year and a year.

Look at him, as soon as he raises his hand......

Rong Zhi squinted her eyes, her smile was miserable and miserable, in the distance, the yellow sand was rolling in the sky, she could see it clearly after a long time, she felt more and more deeply, and her heart was pounding.

He raised his hand.

100,000 sons are here.

A murderous atmosphere, like a tidal tide, enveloped the entire scene.

Countless pairs of eyes, when they look at him, there is nothing but awe!

Snort!

Since yesterday, the signal that has been artificially cut off has finally resumed its smooth flow for a short time.

This point in time.

There is a vast sea of people, and each other is running around for their own things.

However......

When countless passers-by shook their mobile phones and found that they could only communicate in the city, and were annoyed and helpless, the downtown TV wall took the first step to upload images.

The thirty-year-old mother, forgetting to feed her child, turned her head and stared.

The bank clerk, who was in a hurry, suddenly stopped, his eyes stunned.

A group of youthful urban beauties, who were discussing where to go shopping, approached the TV wall in the city center, pointing at them before, with novel eyes.

After that, it's like a chicken.

"Who is this young man in an overcoat?"

"What's going on? Why is there such an image coming out of my phone?"

The huge street exploded in an instant, and countless people ran around to discuss, each holding their own mobile phones, asking strangers, is the other party the same?!

Find out.

This young, vibrant city seems to be cold and lonely, and has lost its vitality.

Countless people stopped what they were doing.

Silence erupted.

"The three of the Zhou family, the resentment of death, but the five surnames are too promiscuous, and no one dares to stand up for them. ”

"But, now ......"

The sky has eyes!

Justice may be late, but it is never absent!

Today, the weather is good.

Old man Xu Tai'an, who hadn't been to the Bauhinia University Library for a long time, was lying on his back on the Taishi chair, basking in the sun.

Occasionally, I still think about it.

That young guy with superb chess skills and ranked among the top nine dan national players hasn't been here for a long time.

But.

I entered the mountain not long ago, and after a period of idle clouds and wild cranes, isolated days from the world, I didn't have the opportunity to meet again, but it was normal.

"Grandpa, grandpa......"

Xu Tai'an was just a little drowsy, and his granddaughter Xu Bingqing suddenly ran over in a panic.

"You, you look at him?!"

Xu Bingqing handed over the phone, her face was stunned and shocked, and after a long time, she explained, "You haven't been here for a while, and he seems to have been preparing to deal with the five surnames for a long time?!"

"But, I didn't expect to see such a scene today. ”

Once, Xu Bingqing longed to become Ning Xuanyuan's apprentice, after all, the Great Ninth Rank National Player has always been rare, but there is no fate.

It's been so long, I should have forgotten about it, but unexpectedly, there was more and more news about him.

Mrs. Xu quietly stared at the picture in the mobile phone, a long time passed, and only four words sighed, thank you for your hard work!

Ning Xuanyuan, as his name suggests.

The old man really didn't look away!

Ten minutes later.

Bauhinia University rang the bell of silence nine times in a row, shaking all corners of the campus.

Countless students who are still in class, some of them know what is going on, and some of them are still in their bones, and for a while, the environment is a little noisy.

"Children, today is a special day, I hope you can put down your work and mourn for their family of three!"

"For, Zhou's three mouths, see them off. ”

"Good walk!"

Xu Tai'an's voice came from the microphone.

One young figure after another stood up, folded their hands into fists against their chins, and sincerely mourned.

The second bell rings.

Connecting link.

The third time.

Fourth, it is gradually sounded from various places.

In the end, one after another, the sound was transmitted in the air, until the area where Jiuzhi Mountain was located, and the bell of silent mourning also sounded, dull, solemn, and whimpering.

It's like the wind is crying!

Ning Xuanyuan was alone, standing in the center of the empty space for a long time.

When, the bell rings.

Ning Xuanyuan suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and roared angrily in a voice that was almost hoarse, "Ziyang!"

"You said, your greatest wish in this life is to see Lao Tzu's fame and majesty, come, take a closer look!"

Stroke with two fingers.

A long coat that falls off the shoulders.

Four general stars.

Peerless.

Some people say that if you swim across the sea and cross the mountain, you will see his story.

It is a pity that millions of people have witnessed his glory.

Alone.

You can't see it!

In the sea of people, Jiang Jinnan, Qi Xiang, and Shen Jian, after looking at Ning Xuanyuan's epaulettes, they were scared unconscious on the spot.

Vulgarly speaking, this is tantamount to the military department always carrying the handle!

No wonder he dared to wear a gold-threaded python, with all four claws over his shoulders.

The head of the generals.

One person is below ten thousand people!