Back to Jindui City, there is nothing to do today, watching fish by the river.

Xiao Mubai stared at the fish in the only river in Jindui City, all of which were carp and small goldfish, and felt a little less interesting, so he ran to the street to find a fish market to pick fish.

On the way, I passed by a wine shop, asked for a jar of wine, recorded it on the head of the Xiaomu River, and left.

Shi Wenjin took notes, raised his eyebrows with a slightly wide eyebrow, and said angrily:

"I've been here for a week, and I've never heard you speak, so you're not going to be dumb."

Shi Wenjin was stunned for a moment and replied:

"It's not."

Of course, Thrush knew that he was not dumb, but he still had to find an excuse to scold.

So, I took the opportunity to scold and feel smooth.

Shi Wenjin scratched, and after a while he figured it out, he often listened to men who drank alcohol and were abused by him talk about women, who have a bad temper for a few days every month, so don't take it too seriously.

So while listening to the scolding, he counted the bills.

Xiao Mubai, who found the fish market, saw a few big koi fish, and was overjoyed, so he bought them and returned to the river and threw them in.

Hi Dao:

"That's right, flowers, red, yellow, yellow, black, beautiful."

I couldn't help but nod my head.

The old monk who was hidden in the golden body of the Fa Xiang couldn't help but sneer:

"What does it mean to look at the fish, cultivate, practice~"

Xiao Mubai sneered and replied with a disdainful face:

"Don't disturb my good mood."

The old monk disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help complaining that the dog meatballs were not on the stage, the mud could not support the wall, and the rotten wood could not be carved.

Xiao Mubai took a sip of wine and said comfortably:

"The fairy who smells the smell of dog meat also turns back, the mud and grass protect the courtyard dragon, and the rotten wood blossoms are unique."

Ren Feng was on the top of the Yefu Willow Residence at this time, and when he reached out and learned that Mo Wen was beating up, he faintly found a trace of something unusual, and a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

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Back to the South China Sea Dragon Palace, Yongxue, who closed her eyes, had already figured out the stick method routine of Boiling Xun, and the Haotian Hammer Method in her hand began to change, and she could have a slight upper hand every time she fought.

The smile on his face became even faster, and the broken dragon stick in his hand began to change.

Erlong kept making moves, dismantling moves, and breaking moves.

The six snapdragon generals in the square were originally just divine thoughts, but finally stood up and looked up to watch the battle.

Xi Xu, who was in the chair, wrapped his hands around, and kept knocking on his left forearm with the index finger of his right hand.

For hundreds of rounds, Boiled Fast has been at a disadvantage, except for the first shot that was cheap.

I saw that on the battlefield, Yongxue, who compared the Haotian hammer to a hammer for a while, replaced the hammer method with a knife method for a while, and used the hammer tail as a stick when blocking.

For a while, Yu Xun had no chance to take Yongxue from the moves, and as Xi Xun's cultivation continued to improve, the cultivation of the Nine Realms was slowly pushed to the second grade of the Nine Realms, and Yongxue still did not feel any threat.

The Snapdragon general on the square finally changed his face.

The boiling on the high platform dragon chair, the wine glass that kept shaking in his hand also stopped shaking, and he began to think about how to deal with the matter of boiling forever.

Kill, it is estimated that it is not easy to kill. If you want to kill a half-nine who can enter the three realms of Youwu, at least Tongxuan can slowly grind to death at the same time, if you enter the nine realms of Tongxuan with the battle, even if the remaining Snapdragon will come out, there is no guarantee that it can be killed. Unless the Taishang Elder Dragon is out of the three dragons, it will be possible to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

At this time, Yongxue's entry into the Nine Realms was close to being a certainty, and he couldn't let the dragon interfere casually, otherwise it would be a mess, the gains would outweigh the losses, and he would be ambushed outside the South China Sea.

Within a hundred years, a catastrophe will come, and when I think of the old feelings, I am very troubled.

Boiling then spoke:

"It's not easy."

Back to the battlefield, Yongxue, who had never opened her eyes, made moves faster and faster, changed more frequently, and the inexplicable breath in her body continued to accelerate, snap~pop~, ringing

Non-stop, now it has turned to the realm of ninety-three.

Haotian Hammer also began to groan angrily, and his face was sheng, and he opened his mouth to applaud:

"Yong'er, what a skill."

Yongxue was silent, still making moves, the Haotian hammer in her hand could no longer feel a trace of weight, and the right hand holding the hammer became more and more loose.

In the case of another encounter, Haotian hammer stick body held the broken dragon stick, and the body was on the ninety-fourth, and the time had come.

Yongxue opened her eyes and snap~ Xiu Wei just broke through the half-nine and stepped into Tongxuan.

The left hand twists the hammer tail, and the Haotian sword comes out~

A sword spans three hundred miles, and the sword aura shines on the Dragon Palace.

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Zheng~, the sound of the blade coming out of the sheath passed through the ears.

The Snapdragons in the square will be shocked, but none of them will come to the rescue.

Sword, sword hidden in hammer.

Just listen, the square is loud and loud:

"Don't move."

At this time, Xi Xun, who was holding the broken dragon stick in his right hand, was full of smiles, and when he saw Xi Yong, who opened his eyes and had cold and bright eyes, he said:

"Yong'er, I have done a lot of wrong things in my life, but there is only one thing that is the most unsettled, that is, the death of your parents and my own brother, I have waited too long for this day......

The dragon's dying words are also good?

Boiling Xun was suddenly out of the sword of Boiling Yong, one sword cut off the right arm holding the broken dragon stick, and another sword deviated from the Boiling Furnace that did not directly pierce the Boiling Furnace, and now it is a seriously injured dragon.

Yongxue, who still hadn't spoken, looked at the blood flowing from her mouth calmly, and her face was relieved.

I saw that at this time, Shi Xun stretched out his left hand and slowly raised it, touched Xi Yong's face and smiled:

"Today, I have finally solved this misfortune, so let my father help you one last time."

I just heard Yu Xun shouting:

"The Snapdragon of the South China Sea Dragon Palace will listen to the order, and the next Snapdragon general will be the head of Wu'er to boil Yongxue, and the Snapdragon will voluntarily give up the position of the head of the Snapdragon general."

The only six remaining Snapdragon generals did not speak, although the battle for power in the Dragon Palace does not happen from time to time, but it will be staged once every tens or hundreds of years.

I saw that Lie finally faced up to the sword at this time, and arched his hand:

"Snapdragon will listen to orders."

Subsequently, they were all ordained.

A sigh came out of the mouth of the boiling Yongxue, and then the eyes were cold and bright:

"I'm not unfamiliar with this false name, this time I went back to the Dragon Palace but came to the old account, and now it's over, no matter how the dragon clan handles it, Yongxue will follow."

Hearing Yongxue's opening, Yu Xun was slightly stunned, and said:

"Yong'er, the dragon clan has nothing to do with this matter, it was done by me and a dragon, why should I abandon the clan and wander?"

Yongxue smiled:

"If the heart wanders, the body will wander, after all."

The boiling Yongxue with his left hand did not make up the sword, pulled out the Haotian sword, re-sheathed it, collected the Haotian hammer, and slowly flew towards the northwest position of the Dragon Palace, but unfortunately just walked away, he shook his head, and then escaped out of the South China Sea Dragon Palace, without a dragon to stop him.

Xi Xun, who had not yet lost his breath, had been dyed with dragon blood and became more vivid.

Yongxue didn't kill him in the end, and the seriously injured Yu Xun returned to the square dejectedly.

He put the wine glass in his hand into the tray next to him, stared at him with a smile and said:

"Hehe~, I still want to die, now I'm no longer the plaything that I pinched in the palm of my hand back then, I'm afraid I saw through your intentions at the beginning of the war, and I'm dead of this heart."

Yan Xun sighed and was silent.

The snapdragon generals waved their hands when they saw it, and then dispersed without mentioning it.

Although the injuries on Xue Xun's body are serious, there is no worry about his life, he has been struggling for hundreds of years, and he originally thought that he could enter the underworld on the day of liberation and continue to chase after Xue Nan's buttocks.

The years did not spare the dragon, and he couldn't die with shame, dragging his more tired body, and slowly walked back to his palace, in his own dormitory in the northwest.

The palatial palace is empty

Yilong, no concubine came out to greet him, walked into the dormitory, looked up at the dragon couch covered with Xue Nan's portraits, rummaged around at the bottom of the couch to find things, and after a while, finally found a long black box.

Xi Xun, who was full of bitterness on his face, still had a little bit of the appearance of the second dragon king of the Dragon Palace at this time, just like a clan dragon, his eyes were blurred.

When I opened the black box, I saw that there was a quaint scroll painting, which was very old.

Trembling and shaking open the picture scroll to see, you can see the three dragons, the prime of life with a smile on his face, one arm on the shoulder of the same prime of life as the head of the life, the painting of the picture of the Xun with a disdainful face to look at the Yan. The other arm was on the young man's body, and the young man's Jiejie was smiling, and a heroic spirit faintly revealed the picture scroll, staring at the stumbling at this time.

Longsheng was boring, defeated, defeated completely, the first time he was defeated to marry a dragon, the second time he was defeated to his heart, the third time he was defeated by Xue Nan, and the last time, he thought he could finally win once and he was defeated by Yongxue, who grew up.

If the hero is judged by life and death, he is undoubtedly the winner, but what if he is not a hero by life and death?

After putting away the portrait again, he opened a secret room, which was very large, covered with white flowers, and none of them withered, thinking that there was a dragon who often took care of it.

There was a path in the secret room, which was paved with white jade, so he quickly took the path and paced slowly to a crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin is very large, four zhang long and nearly three feet wide

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Gentleman. Inside the coffin lay two bodies, a man and a woman, both immaculately dressed in white, smiling and clasping hands in close proximity.

The tears dripped quickly, and the sour throat was even more sour:

"Death... It's not ..... easy, alive... Still...... It's harder~"

This little bit of can be hidden from the Snapdragon general, but it can't be concealed.

Returning to his dormitory, he walked around, and his heart hurt even more, and he had no choice, so he took off his cloth and cloud shoes directly, buckled his feet, looked carefully, and buckled seriously, and estimated that he could deduct some time.

In the crystal coffin, the corpses of a man and a woman slowly dissipated as Xi Xun spoke, as if he had seen Yong Xue grow through Xuan Xun, and there was no longer any concern, and he said goodbye to this world completely......

The sea surface of the South China Sea exploded, and the boiling snow on the bottom of the sea came out, took off the unique robe of the Dragon Snapdragon General, changed into a simple clothes, there were no shackles in his heart, a smile was put on his face, he opened his eyes and looked at the Xizhou Continent, and in the end, he still did not go to the land of Xizhou, and his head turned.

Prepare to go straight for Lizhou.

Just about to leave, suddenly stopped, remembered a person, then turned back, re-entered the Xizhou continent, different is no longer flying in the sky, but stepping on the earth, step by step, at this time is also just at the time of sunset and moonrise.

Yilong was dressed in simple clothes, carrying a small wine gourd in his hand, and strolled.

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Time is in a hurry like flowing water, the noon moon has not been in, the ugliness has not been rushed, the weather is humid, the yang is sufficient, the heat and humidity are warm, where the health is maintained, the cultivation is carried out, and it is a good time.

In other words, the evil mountain.

Zhang Huaiyu, who was overshadowed by the wind and the bell, endured the love of his children, and lay down with a red face for several days......

Zhang Huaiyu, who has never known how resentment arises since he was a child, had the urge to beat someone for the first time, and lingered in his heart for a long time, but unfortunately he couldn't make a move, it was a shame for a man to beat a woman, even if no one knew, he couldn't be bullied.

Inverted stove, in addition to inverted stove or inverted stove, at this time I thought of my good brother Yi Qingfeng, and the resentment in my heart gradually rose, and I kept scolding.

"Ah Feng, I'll stab you to death, stab you to death."

It's not a way out, at least it's a diversion for a while.

Yi Qingfeng, who is far away in Jindui City in the middle of Xizhou, has been repeatedly kicked out of the Silver Bird Tower in recent days.

Why? A Taoist who has entered the peak of the Seven Realms Earth Immortals is like feeling the wind and cold, and he sneezes constantly when he has nothing to do.

Yi Qingfeng, who didn't even use the Hetu and Luo Shu volumes, already knew that his brother's situation was not good, except for a sigh

There is no other way.

The bright moon ripples in the eyes of the peach blossom in the flower moon, every time Yi Qingfeng sneezes, he covers his mouth and laughs non-stop, after the originally moving peach blossom eyes smile, the corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, and it is very bad, this is not a foul.

Xie Wenyu was churning the galaxy in the star's eye, and asked suspiciously:

"Could it be that you have a cold?"

No, Hua Yue directly kicked Yi Qingfeng out of the Silver Bird Tower and said with a smile:

"My husband's good brother and sister, using their husband's body as the source, started a battle between good and evil, and now the outcome is unpredictable. And the husband was robbed."

Xie Wenyu must not be able to understand the doorway, so he couldn't speak, so he could only say:

"What does that have to do with Xianggong?"

"Because, because he owes it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the crisp laughter of the second daughter filled the Silver Bird Tower.

Yi Qingfeng, who was on the cross street, shook his head and looked up at the bright moon that was about to rise, it seemed that this wind and cold disease would not be cured without a few years of hard work.

The sky and the moon gradually brightened, and slowly a trace of Yi Qingfeng hung on the corners of his mouth, set up a hexagram stall, and sat on the old chair to watch the bright moon and stars.

From time to time, a down-and-out man who was nearly thirty years old, dressed in a set of washed white clothes, staggered past the hexagram stall, his face was full of sadness and did not see a little joy, his face was sallow, and he knew that his mental strength was insufficient, and then he knew that his stomach and spleen were all problematic.

Yi Qingfeng, who sniffed slightly with his nose, felt a hint of strangeness, opened his eyes, stared at the man walking by the hexagram stall, and did not open his mouth to break it.

Why didn't he call it broken, because Yi Qingfeng had already calculated that the down-and-out man would pass by here again from time to time, and there was no need to call it broken, but the man did it on purpose.

Yi Qingfeng, who has nothing to do and quietly admires the moon, has turned over the river map and Luo Shu double volume in his heart, take a look at this person's life, and pass the time.

It's okay not to look at it, but I can't help but laugh out loud when I see it.

couldn't help but speak:

"Evil Mountain, Evil Mountain~, I helped this person invisibly, and this person's life should not be extinguished."

I couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Ten years of good luck wake up the body and mind, and it is just right to know your fate at this time."

(End of chapter)