"Jinglun Building! Look, haha......" Li Changxu smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and in his lifetime, he had the opportunity to stand at its feet: "Mother, the child has seen Jinglun Building." The vast sea of smoke, the boundary of economic growth. After that, I will dwell in it and memorize all the books in it......"

"......" Mangshorn was a little unbearable to look directly at Li Changxu's stupid appearance.

memorized all the books in the Jinglun Building, and he seemed to have made such a grand wish back then.

It was only after so many years that he saw the seventh layer of the ground, and he still looked at it roughly.

If it were to be recited, Thorn felt that he might have to stay on the first layer forever and ever.

So, Changxu kid......

Everyone was also amazed and stared at Jinglun Building.

Hua Wan looked at the Jinglun Building with the spire embedded in the clouds, and was slightly distracted.

I heard that the earliest collection of books in this collection dates back thousands of years.

Anecdotes, out-of-chapters, mysterious secrets, legends of the sky...... All kinds of books are available.

It's just that such rumors, I don't know if it's true or not.

"Let's go!" Looking at these people, Mangshorn would always sound from time to time when he first came to Tianji Academy.

When he first arrived, he was also stunned by this Jinglun Building.

In the past, not to mention the nylon building, it was a luxury to have a full meal.

In fact, he was not selected by the Tianji Academy back then.

It was His Highness who passed by the wilderness and picked him up.

At that time, his father was beaten to death by Haoqiang, and his mother was occupied by Haoqiang. And he was young and helpless and didn't want to live alone, so he knelt in front of his biological father's lonely grave and cut his wrist veins and waited for death.

As a result, His Highness brought him back. He buried his father and brought back his mother. Fill the army with the strong and strong side of the disaster and put it into the camp of the border city......

It can be said that without His Highness, there would be no thorns today.

Thorns! This name was changed for him by His Royal Highness.

His Royal Highness told him at the time: You can't be sharp, but you can't be sharp!

……

……

Everyone followed the thorns with ethereal faces, and did not dare to say more and move forward.

At this time, I crossed a group of rockeries and arrived at a quiet place.

As soon as you enter this place, the smell of rice lingers.

Boom! Crash......

Before they could stand still, they heard a loud and violent tremor.

When I looked again, the yard next to it collapsed and caught fire.

"On fire?" The protégés were startled and only thought about putting out the fire.

"Slowly, slowly!" The middle-aged man stopped a protégé who had rushed out: "You come back, they will go." ”

It's on fire, and you can still save it so unhurriedly? All the protégés looked confused, and they were all thinking in their hearts: "What the hell is this heavenly machine courtyard?" ”

The sound just now was clearly the sound of gunpowder exploding! These people are so calm.

Are they still not human at all?

Moreover, he clearly looks like a cook.

This cook is actually playing with gunpowder in the dining room?

Also blow up the house!

Hua Wan also has such questions.

"Yo! General Mang! The middle-aged man who came out of the backyard smiled slyly and flatteringly: "What kind of wind blew you to my stove king platform?" ”

"Three knives a year! You're just a smiling tiger, don't think I don't know, last month, the last three rooms of the dining room were blown up by the gunpowder you developed. Mangshorn slapped the middle-aged man's hand, and his words were full of friendship: "There is also this room just now, and next time, I will tell His Highness!" See if Your Highness doesn't throw you into the pot to cook. ”

"How can I cook my rough skin and thick meat?" Nian Sandao said as he looked at the protégé behind Mangshi, frowned, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing when you bring this group of boys to my dining room?" The meal hasn't been cooked yet......"

"Lu Shaoqing, what about the kid?" Mangspur put his hands behind his back, waiting for Nian Sandao to lead the way: "Take them to take a look." ”