"Master, do you really have nothing else to say to your master and mother? If you have, you can write a letter and I'll take it out for you", Zhengji saw the complicated look on Jiekong's face, and his heart was a little reluctant. Fastest updates

Hearing Masaki mention his family, a bright light flashed in his eyes, as if he was rejuvenated, and then he drooped down like a deflated ball, "Writing letters, alas, what if you write them, it's just to add sorrow and heart to them, and you can't see each other when you know each other, it's just that, fortunately, it's good that they remember it in their hearts as a "deceased person".

Hearing this, there was a trace of sympathy and admiration in Zhengji's heart, it was hard to imagine that if he was a master, he really didn't know if he would go crazy in these decades of thinking.

He headed: "Don't worry, master, I will take care of my wife and your family, and besides, I will come back, don't forget, I am also a member of the warrior monks of Zenxi Temple."

Quit empty-headed, looking at his apprentice, obviously, Guiyi is lucky, and he doesn't have to endure the pain of his relatives' separation.

"Before I go, I want to challenge the armed challenge of the Zen lineage", Masaki's voice suddenly reached Jiekong's ears, making him slightly stunned.

??“ Now?!" Jiekong subconsciously blurted out, and couldn't help but be surprised, Guiyi had just joined the Zen Temple for two months, and he wanted to challenge the Zen heirs, which had never been seen in the history of the Zen Temple, and the appearance of the Zen heirs was only one in ten thousand, and these remaining nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, all of them had to be on this island, until the day when the blood cooled, the passion was exhausted, and the day when life withered, it turned out that he had been on this island for a lifetime, which showed its difficulty!

"Hmm," Masaki said, with a determined look in his eyes.

"After you defeat your entourage of warrior monks, you can go to beat the drum at any time, and in the next nine days, you will challenge the nine masters one by one under the arrangement of the Zen Temple," Jiekong looked at Masaki, wanting to see through the feeling of his heart at once," I'm again, if you're not sure, don't challenge, the challenge of the Jiupin master list is not child's play, all the kung fu used on it is the kung fu that can knock down the opponent to the maximum, that is, the kung fu with strong lethality, this is the Zen Xi Temple, not the Shaolin Temple, in the Jiupin master list, it is commonplace to be beaten to death......"?? Seeing Zhengji's eyes, Jiekong sighed softly and said slowly.

Jiekong lifted his monk's robe, and the strangled bone on his chest was sunken, which looked extremely incongruous on his white and fat skin, "This strangled bone of mine was broken when he challenged the sixth grade master, and now this old bone no longer has the strength to toss, so you, you must take care, the sixth grade master quits killing, and he is a ruthless master, if you lose in his hands, it may not be a fracture or other injury that can be good!"

Seeing the depression in the master's chest, Masaki could still imagine his shocking injuries back then, and the struggle in Zen Temple was really cruel.

??“ Also, when you quit martial arts with your accompanying instructor, you should also be very careful, he himself has a grudge against me, I am worried that he will explode and pour all his anger on you, he is no less powerful than me, a set of cannon fists is powerful, don't take it lightly!"

?? The two of them walked on the beach of the coast, and the tide crashed against the craggy rocks, splashing a flurry of water droplets, dripping onto their shoes, mixed with sand and dust, and mixed into a sticky paste.

Is it that every morning with a slight yellow breeze will have birds that rush past from the sky overhead and disappear on the other side of the sea like arrows, and is it that every spring day when the flowers bloom, there will be sorrow buried in the last corner, slowly fermenting and aging, and dripping into the brightest constellation in the night sky.

Who planted a seed on the other side of the cloud, so spring and autumn grew day and night, and spread into the most beautiful red in the yellow leaf field in the next spring.

Who is on the other side of the clouds to render sorrow and sorrow, so before the arrival of another flower season, scattered into the sea breeze sung slightly in the ancient legend.

Who said goodbye to whom, so I watched the grass and warbler fly in front of me, and the loneliness crawled all over the eyes of staring at an autumn and hot summer every year, and in the glow, I would see a beautiful wasteland that I couldn't name, and bury the end of the world forever.

?? Whose plains of Mesopotamia flooded the oath, and why did I see the smiling face you once left on the stone slabs that had been washed over thousands of years.

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Whose waves can sweep away all the misses and partings, and why do I stand at the port of the wind and waves, but I hear the plucking of the harp that has broken a century, and the long play of the bagpipes in the blue sky, blowing the white clouds and the seabirds swimming. The tide climbs and decreases, and the scenery is unpredictable. The night blew into day, and the heavy rain passed into a clear sky. The waves are blowing, the waves are rolling, the sun rises and the sun sets.

?? Masaki stood on the cliff of the Zenxi Temple, feeling the wind with the moisture of the sea brought by the distant blue sky, the wind moved on his face, on the arms with fine hair, on the bare neck with the undulating Adam's apple, with a slight coolness, the slightest pulse through the heart and lungs, but scattered a kind of emotion that could not be hidden in the silence of the sea and sky, the feeling that no language can describe, the feeling that looking at the distant sky was like seeing the shadow of the sun and trees in the past, the feeling of longing for this long sky to tear apart the space and let him go back to the original world, every time he was lost into the brightest meteor in the dark night。

?? Below is the vast Zen Temple, where all kinds of houses are stacked and arranged in an orderly manner, like building blocks built at the right time, with a transcendent view from below.

?? If he hadn't had the conspiracy to break into the Freemasonry, if he hadn't been injected with an unknown virus by accident and drifted to this island by accident, then he should still be a singer who will go back and forth to various stages every day, and he should be busy with more and more work.

Unconsciously, two months have passed, most of the universities may have already opened, I don't know what my grades are, will the admission letter of the central finance be waiting for me quietly on the desk at home, Kang them, they should also be in military training, I don't know if they will complain about the hardships of military training, will they think of themselves, don't worry, they will go back soon.

Fate is always so wonderful, and I have also experienced a different "military training" in the past two months.

?? Masanki looked up at the sky, and the sea breeze blew his eyes with a shimmering light.

The lower mountain wall is a cliff cut by a knife and axe, a lot of craggy strange stones are abrupt on it, like a mountain cliff made of crocodile skin, the half section of the cliff is the conch mountain that the Zen Temple extends and excavates, and the top layer can be vaguely seen is a wide platform connected to the abbot's Zen Temple, which has the feeling of being like the school field in ancient times.

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Masaki took a deep breath in the sea breeze, then bowed down, took a leap forward, and jumped towards the platform of the abbot's Zen Temple at least three hundred meters below!

?? At a height of three hundred meters, if a tomato falls from here, it can definitely be smashed into a pizza on the ground below, and a stone can be dropped from here, and it can directly smash a big hole in the unscrupulous abbot's Zen courtyard, but if Masaki falls like this, it will be absolutely nothing, unless it is a character like Spider-Man Superman who falls from a high altitude and only smashes a pit to come out of a big fart, otherwise go directly to the Hades Hall to report as a new suicide player or wait for the next reincarnation in the Hades Palace.

However, political discipline is not an ordinary person.

His body hovered in the air, and the wind surging into Masaki's ears drove away all external sounds, and the weightlessness of his body's lower body was weak and with pleasure, which made Masaki have a different feeling.

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He turned around sharply in the air, his hand on a bulge of the cliff, "Vientiane Tianyin!"

?? Masaki stagnated in the air for a moment, and then stepped on the raised mountain wall in the next second, his body shook slightly, and his speed on the road suddenly decreased.

?? With such a jump, the whole person fell more than ten meters, and it seemed that his courage was far from enough! After all, it was the first time to land like this with the eye of reincarnation.

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There are uneven gaps on the craggy stone wall, and the political discipline frequently uses the gravitational force of Vientiane Heaven to alleviate the falling situation, and the body is floating between the clouds and mist cliffs, as if it is a fairy descending to earth, if someone sees this scene, I am afraid that their eyes will fall off in shock!

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Masaki kicked the mountain wall again, and his body continued to fall downward, and the conch mountain platform below turned into a circle the size of a bottle cap, and there was some mist floating in the air, and Masaki fell rapidly. The strong wind stirred his robe, whirling in the air, his messy and growing hair fluttering in the air, his teeth and claws scattered, and if anyone looked up at this moment, they would suspect the illusion of seeing the old demon of Montenegro descending from the sky.

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Zheng Jicha wants to look up to the sky and roar, this comfortable feeling of weightlessness, this way of being able to control himself in the air, is simply an incomparable pleasure, he finally admitted that the bird is extremely happy, because flying, it is destined to bring what many people have been trying to pursue all their lives - freedom, this feeling of freedom, can even make many kings give up a country between **.

?? Masaki flies back and forth freely between the mountain walls, so it seems that only the scenes that appear frequently in Spider-Man movies, at this moment it really and vividly happened to Masaki, anyone who sees it will feel incredible, but it really happened, Masaki's bold concept, performed a gorgeous trapeze stunt, and also showed the results of his hard training in the Zen Temple in the past two months, which is extraordinary.

ps: The year is coming to an end, I haven't had a holiday yet, I have a year-end bonus, and I sadly found that it is not enough to repay the credit card, and the mood to go home is instantly bad, and I hope to work hard next year.

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