(Chapter II.) ）

There was a light moon hanging in the sky.

This is a sight that will never be seen in the world.

The pure moonlight sprinkled on the heavens and the earth, shining on the 100,000 mountains as if covered with thick snow.

It's just that between the endless mountains, there is a rustling sound, and the sound can easily be transmitted for hundreds of miles.

If there are immortals who can escape the wind in the sea of clouds and look down, you can see a golden-armored puppet as tall as a mountain, moving mountains and slowly trekking.

There are also some ancient relict beasts with bodies as long as thousands of feet, scarred all over their bodies, without exception, driven by gold-armored puppets holding long whips, serving as hard labor, working hard, dragging the mountains.

Occasionally, some of the wild remnants who were able to rest for a while, exhausted by some mountain peaks as pillows, sleepy and sound, no longer had the slightest innate ferocity in their bodies, and were exhausted by the endless difficult years.

This picture, in this world, can only be passed on by word of mouth and falsely, and it is far from the truth.

Because no one dares to fly over these hundred thousand mountains.

In the long history, there have indeed been some great demons in the upper five realms who did not believe in evil, and then they were dragged down by countless gold price puppets, and finally became one of those coolie demons, and became a huge skeleton that permanently rested in the mountains, and could not even be reincarnated.

At the top of the mountains, there was a dilapidated thatched hut, behind which was a vegetable garden, with rare greenery, and a crooked wooden fence around the thatched hut, and a scrawny watchdog, lying in the doorway panting slightly.

A thin old man stood in the open space outside the door, facing the mountain, and reached out and scratched his cheeks, not knowing what he was thinking.

The skinny dog suddenly got up and flew out, barking in one direction.

A majestic wind shaped like a tornado swept away, directly shattering a large sea of black clouds that covered one of the bright moons.

The old man remained unmoved.

When the sea of clouds broke through, on the ground around the mountain, stood a golden armored puppet, holding a variety of exaggerated weapons that matched the body shape, including the snow-white bones of ancient beasts as spears.

One of the golden-armored puppets threw the white bone spear in his hand into the sky, and the thunder rolled, as if it had the power to open the world.

The spear struck a figure the size of a grain of rice in the far reaches of the sky.

The two visitors from afar were both shown as human beings.

One of the tall old men, wearing a bright red robe, rippled on the surface of the robe, a sea of blood rolling, and a hideous face faintly appeared on the robe, trying to reach out to the sea, but it quickly disappeared and was drowned in blood.

The burly old man was wearing a pitch-black belt of unknown material, inlaid with fragments of a long sword.

Next to the old man was a young man with a young face, a long sword hanging from each side of his waist, and a snow-white sword box diagonally behind his back, revealing the hilts of three long swords.

Seeing that the spear was about to break through the air, the young man's eyes were hot, but it was not aimed at the spear, but at the old man on the top of the mountain who had his back to them.

The imposing spear was just glanced at by the red-robed old man, and then turned into powder and scattered in all directions.

The rest of the sharp weapons that flew in were the same, and they all collapsed before they could get close.

The old man in the red robe was a little annoyed, not because he was blocked by this attack, but because he was angry at the old guy's hospitality, he was too underestimated, just let these golden puppets take action, so that the old guys in the cage under the ground could be released, and it was about the same.

The red-robed old man sneered: "Old blind man, haven't you really forgotten who your master is after living in other people's territory for a long time?

I saw him slap it, and a gold-armored puppet on the ground was instantly smashed into the ground, and the dust was flying.

After that, the shots did not stop, and a series of firecrackers sounded on the ground, and all the towering gold-armored puppets were photographed without a trace.

The short old man at the top of the mountain turned his head and "looked" at the two big demons standing at the top of the world.

His eyes were empty, like two bottomless abysses.

This short old man, who was called the old blind man, was still scratching his cheeks over there.

It stands to reason that if the same thirteen realm monks, or those few hidden fourteen realms, are fighting at home, unless outsiders have unreasonable weapons, of course, this kind of thing, the same number of worlds combined, all counted, in addition to four swords, such as a white jade jing, or a string of Buddhist beads, a book, in addition, in the world of the family, they are generally invincible, and even killing the other party is possible.

Especially after entering the first level of the Lost Second Realm, if you are full and supportive, go to other parts of the world to spread joy, and be suppressed by the rules of the Great Dao of that heaven and earth, it is the most "natural" thing.

It's just that the world is big, and there are always a few exceptions, so what's strange.

For example, this old blind man, a foreigner in the wild world, lives more freely than the master's family.

Another example is the stinky bull's nose in Haoran World.

The old blind man said hoarsely: "It's almost the same to change that guy to talk, as for the two of you, if you stand so high, I'm going to be unkind." ”

The "young man" with five swords on his body smiled.

As the youngest of the Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivator Great Demon, he participated in that earth-shattering battle, and even won the Sword Immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which made the other party have to become one of the gatekeepers of the Inverted Hanging Mountain.

He felt that the old blind man under his feet was indeed very powerful, but not so powerful as to be lawless.

The red-robed old man's face was cloudy, and his fierce aura almost made the time around him come to a standstill.

But in the end, he just snorted coldly and turned away.

The young sword immortal demon who was brilliant in battle hesitated slightly, and a slightly anxious voice sounded in the heart lake, "Hurry up!"

Suddenly, a huge pulling force swept over this sword cultivator.

The Sword Immortal Demon was about to take this opportunity to draw his sword, and after a while, the old blind man was found, but he found that the old man in the red robe roared angrily, grabbed his shoulder, and threw it into the sky.

Then the red-robed old man waved his sleeves and rolled out a raging river of blood, trying to interrupt the qi that was already eyeing the sword cultivation of the junior.

The heavens and the earth are turned upside down, and the qi is chaotic.

The face of the red-robed old man, who felt the feeling of suffocation on his shoulders for a while, changed slightly, and waved his sleeves vigorously, and the long rivers of blood were almost converging into a huge lake, and he said sharply: "Old blind man, do you believe that I will destroy your 100,000 mountains?!"

The old blind man stopped scratching his cheeks.

At this moment, a majestic voice came into this huge "little world": "Enough. ”

The red-robed old man stopped his hand angrily, put away his supernatural powers, and returned to his sleeves with a long river of blood.

The old blind man reached out and grabbed it, dragged the sword fairy demon at his feet, squatted down, and the frightened young demon found that he couldn't move, the short old man reached out and pulled out an eyeball from his eye socket, put it in his mouth and chewed, turned his head and snorted, spit on the ground, and as a result, he drooled to the skinny old dog, rushed over, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The old blind man stood up, picked up his toes, and kicked the sword fairy demon who was missing an eyeball into the air, "This is for your sake." ”

Heaven and earth are silent again.

The old blind man walked to the courtyard gate with his hands behind his back, looked at the old dog, and sneered: "Dogs can't change their eating." ”

He began to raise his hand and scratch his cheeks again, turned around and walked to the side of the cliff, always feeling that there were some places on this painting that needed to be deleted or added.

Just stood there all the time.

The old blind man frowned suddenly, hesitated, and moved his fingers slightly, and the golden-armored puppets that had risen again sat down again.

The guests this time were an old man and a young woman from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The old blind man smiled at the dusty young woman with a smile that even he felt awkward, and I am afraid that whoever saw it would only feel eerie and terrifying.

Then he turned his head to look at the old man and said angrily: "Chen Qingdu, don't bother me! I won't help anyone this time!"

The boss of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Sword Immortal, Chen Qingdu.

Chen Qingdu asked, "Are you still a person?"

The old blind man replied, "Ask yourself, are we still human beings?"

Chen Qingdu nodded and said, "I am." ”

The old blind man was silent for a moment, and then asked: "No matter how hard the two worlds fight, can they be as powerful as they were back then? To survive is just to beat that one to more pieces, and this was the case back then, after 1,000 years and 10,000 years, where can it change? The world is still not like such a bird? What is the significance? Maybe it will be completely overturned and broken, and it will be unified again." ”

Chen Qingdu said: "You deserve to be blind." ”

The old blind man suddenly laughed, "It's good."

Live your watchdog. The cunning rabbit is cooked by a dead lackey, and once is not enough, but you have to taste it again? I see that the reason why you prisoner remnants ended up in today's field in the first place was because Chen Qingdu and you people were involved. I've been here for so long, do you know why I don't want to look north, I'm afraid that the biggest joke in the world will make me laugh to death. ”

The old blind man pointed to the shivering old dog at the gate of the courtyard, "Look at you Chen Qingdu, how much better is it than it?"

The old blind man turned his gaze and smiled hoarsely at the young woman: "Ning girl, don't worry, it has nothing to do with you, you are still very good." ”

Ning Yao was silent.

Chen Qingdu quickly left with Ning Yao.

The old blind man sighed softly, and was no longer in the mood to appreciate the unfinished picture of mountains and rivers, walked to the courtyard gate, and saw the old dog who flattered his head and stuck out his tongue, the old blind man suddenly stretched out a foot, and stepped heavily on the back of the old dog, it immediately whimpered and begged for mercy, and the old blind man directly broke the entire backbone of this ancient demon with extremely tenacious vitality, anyway, relying on the eyes of the young demon, it can recover soon.

The old blind man muttered and stepped into the courtyard.

On the wall on the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The eldest sword immortal was sitting cross-legged, and Ning Yao was drinking.

Chen Qingdu said indifferently: "Don't fight for me, the old blind man is the one who was most injured at the beginning, so it is not the eyes that he lost after losing a big battle with the ancestral demon of the wild world as rumored by the outside world, but a long time ago, he reached out and cut out the eyeballs, one was lost in the Haoran world, and the other fell in the green world." I went to him this time because I wanted to hear his words of 'no one will help' with my own ears, which is already good. ”

Ning Yao nodded.

Ning Yao drank half a pot of wine and turned his head to look at the eldest sword immortal.

Chen Qingdu laughed angrily: "Ning girl, I didn't mean you, you went back to your own house to see, here is Grandpa Chen's territory, how can there be a reason to be driven out by you?"

Despite this, the old man jumped off the wall and walked back to his hut.

In fact, he knew why, that kid had punched this wall before.

Ning Yao took out a scroll from his sleeve, put the wine jug aside, and then leaned on the wall, spreading out the long river of time, this is the third or fourth time?

On the picture scroll, the scene is in the fairy tomb where she has also been, a group of children are putting paper kites, there is a dark and thin child, a person sitting far away, looking alone, there are peers in the process of running to release the paper kite, passing by the guy, dragging the paper kite, and then squatting down, picking up a piece of mud, throwing it hard, seeing the figure that turned around and ran, the tall child with the paper kite in his hand, laughed.

Ning Yao stretched out a finger and tapped on the scroll, just poking it on the door of the tall child's head, and she muttered a little.

She then withdrew her hand and looked at the picture in peace.

There are actually quite a few more objects at hand, but she only looks at one at a time.

She flipped around, folded her hands on the back of her head, and shook one leg slightly.

Like him, it has nothing to do with the picture scroll.

I've seen one picture after another, but I just changed from liking it to liking it more.

She Ning Yao, who she likes, has nothing to do with heaven and earth.

Chen Ping'an can stupidly practice a million punches for her.

But isn't that great?

Ning Yao opened her eyes, she felt that even if she died a million times, she could continue to like him.

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Mao Xiaodong told Chen Ping'an that the undercurrent of the Great Sui Capital would no longer affect the Mountain Cliff Academy, and the happiest was of course Li Baohua, pulling Chen Ping'an to start wandering around the capital. I invited Uncle Xiao to eat the two small restaurants in the alleys she frequented, and I saw all the places of interest in Dasui, and spent more than half a month, Li Baohua said that there were still half interesting places to go, but through Cui Dongshan's chat, I learned that Uncle Xiao has just entered the second realm of practicing qi, and it is a critical period when you need to absorb the aura of heaven and earth day and night.

Chen Ping'an began to practice in earnest.

With the pure yang qi at a specific time during the day, it warms the internal organs and resists the erosion of external evil and turbid qi.

With the pure spiritual yin qi absorbed at certain times of the night, it focuses on nourishing the two acupoints that have been opened and placed in the natal objects.

Due to the refining of the golden courage, which largely involves Confucian practice, Mao Xiaodong personally took out a collection of poems, instructed Chen Ping'an, and read through more than 100 of the most famous foreign poems in history.

Knowing that Chen Ping'an traveled so far away, he had not even visited an ancient battlefield site on the territory of the two continents, only in that small lotus flower blessed land, he saw a group of monks chanting and chanting Buddha on a battlefield, so he taught Chen Ping'an a lesson.

The day and night wandering god true body talisman has been "closed" by Mao Xiaodong, otherwise no matter how high the rank of the talisman is, no matter how slow the aura passes, it is not a good thing.

As for the method of opening the door, it was Cui Dongshan who told Chen Ping'an in detail about the origin of the true talisman, Cui Dongshan went back to figure it out and tinker, and it was really done.

Cui Dongshan licked his face and said that he wanted to flip through the book "The True Writings of Danshu", and he was willing to pay his husband a small summer money for every page of the book.

Chen Ping'an did not agree.

Pei Qian accompanied Chen Ping'an and Li Baohua to visit a few times, and really felt that it was more comfortable to be in the academy, walking around every day, going out in the morning and returning late, tired and half dead, where was there to brag and play backgammon with Li Huai on the side of Cui Dongshan's courtyard, and then found an excuse to stay in the academy, Chen Ping'an also felt that Pei Qian had walked so far, and one step was not less than them.

is played by Pei Qian in the academy, but he will also check Pei Qian's copy of the book every day, and then let Zhu Yong stare at Pei Qian's walking pile and practicing swords, about the practice of martial arts, Pei Qian is not careful, it is not important, Chen Ping'an does not particularly value it, but a stick of incense can be a lot.

Mao Xiaodong often chatted with Chen Ping'an, including a sentence that "laws and regulations are only a tool for governing the country, not a source of turbidity." ”

It should be that Mao Xiaodong was worried that Chen Ping'an, the little junior brother, would accidentally go further and further on the way of the Fa family, so he had to remind him.

Mao Xiaodong said with a smile at the time: "This sentence is not what we Confucians said, not deliberately belittling Legalism and exalting Confucianism, but a cool official of Middle-earth Legalism who has gone down in history, he said it himself." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded in approval.

In Cui Dongshan's courtyard, Pei Qian often gets together with Li Huai, flipping through and over, watching the romances of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, watching fast and slow, so they often quarrel over whether to turn the pages of the book, and occasionally Li Baohua will accompany him to watch for a while, but Pei Qian and Li Huai like to watch the life and death of the sword and sword, the flesh and blood, and the life and death.

Li Baohua also reads these, but prefers to look at those characters who may not even have names, and wonders why this person would do this in the book here and there.

Zhu Yong took out a stack of manuscripts written by himself one day, which was the bridge of writing a book in which chivalrous women fell into trouble one after another, and were bullied by famous people and unknown juniors.

Zhu Yong felt that Yu Lu was worthy of being his confidant, and he was extremely attached.

Cui Dongshan's study is full of ethereal ancient paintings, with birds singing and flowers on the picture scrolls, new rain in the empty mountains, and fishing pictures in the Hanjiang River.

As a result, he "painted snakes" for Li Huai and Pei Qian that night, and sketched and painted on these famous paintings without authorization, causing a lot of trouble.

For example, Pei Qian painted a birdcage for birds, which was crooked, inspired by the Luan cage of the young lady Liu in Qingluan Kingdom.

Li Huai drew a strange fish that was bigger than a small boat by the side of the lonely boat.

After Cui Dongshan saw it, he was not angry.

Cui Dongshan took out a quirky court painting one day, a picture of skeletons and ghosts to cool off, and was complacent, saying that he wanted to give Pei Qian a long insight.

Pei Qian looked carefully, but as a result, a skeleton grew in size in an instant, almost breaking through the picture scroll, so frightened that Pei Qian's soul almost flew away, and he even dared to sit in place and cry silently.

Until he saw Chen Ping'an, he just pursed his mouth.

As a result, Cui Dongshan was chased and beaten by Chen Ping'an, even with fists and feet, scolding, swearing, and even the dialect of Longquan County's hometown popped out of his mouth. grabbed a broom and smashed it on the back of Cui Dongshan's head, Cui Dongshan flew out, fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, so he barely escaped.

Cui Dongshan occasionally talks about serious things.

On this day, a bunch of people somehow talked about the life span of people, Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "You should know that snakes molt, right? Mr. grew up in the countryside, he should have seen a lot." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, and Li Baohua, Pei Qian, and Li Huai also nodded.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "If it is said that the soul of a person is the foundation, and the rest of the skin, flesh and bones are clothes, then guess how many 'human skin clothes' will he have to change in his life if an ordinary man lives to be sixty years old?"

Pei Qian felt that this statement made her a little creepy.

Cui Dongshan smiled and stretched out a finger.

Pei Qian's eyes widened, "Ten pieces?"

Li Baohua frowned and said, "One hundred?"

Li Huai purely wanted to dismantle the stage, he liked to raise the bar with Li Baohua and Pei Qian, and said with a big grin: "One thousand!"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "In this life, unconsciously, a thousand pieces of human skin clothes have to be replaced. ”

Cui Dongshan continued: "Coupled with those qi points that are incomparably in line with heaven and earth, there are spiritual beings in the world, and after becoming spirits, they are willing to turn into human forms. ”

"The imperial porcelain in your hometown Dragon Kiln is obviously so fragile and vulnerable, and you are most afraid of bumping, why does His Majesty the Emperor still order someone to burn it?

Li Huai smiled and said, "It's good-looking, it's worth it." Cui Dongshan, why would you ask such a brainless question?"

Cui Dongshan scolded: "Yes, yes, yes, as long as you have a brain, you look like a tiger, a tiger." ”

Li Huai grimaced, and said with a hippie smile: "If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled.

Chen Ping'an sat in the corridor of Cui Dongshan's courtyard one day, picked up the sword gourd but did not drink, his palm against the mouth of the gourd, and gently shook the wine jug.

The courtyard is temporarily deserted, and it is rare to have a moment of silence.

After refining the two natal objects of water and gold, refining the third natal object of the genus of the five elements has become a hurdle that cannot be bypassed.

But according to Zhang Shanfeng, ordinary qi practitioners, three things are enough, one attack and one defense, and the last one helps qi practitioners absorb aura faster, which is already a quite good achievement for monks under the earth immortals.

Regarding the first and fifteenth flying swords, whether they can be refined into Chen Ping'an's own natal objects, Cui Dongshan said vaguely, only said that the Yuanying Sword Cultivation Fire Flying Sword, after giving it to thank you, even if it was successfully refined into a natal object by her, it seems that there is not much difference compared to the natal flying sword of the sword cultivation, but in fact, it is different from the clouds and mud, and it is more chicken ribs, but the so-called chicken ribs are compared to the monks of the Upper Five Realms, ordinary earth immortals, with this opportunity, can deprive an earth immortal sword cultivator of the natal flying sword and turn it into his own use, or he can burn high incense.

Fire, earth, wood.

There are three Natal Objects remaining.

The idea of using the five-color society soil of the Dali Dynasty as a natal object had been completely dispelled by Chen Ping'an earlier.

The old master of the Taoist Temple once asked the little Taoist boy with a huge gourd on his back to talk, which mentioned that Ruan Xiu's fire dragon could be used for refining, but Chen Ping'an did not lose his mind, not to mention this kind of heart-wrenching deed, Chen Ping'an was already very helpless just thinking of Ruan Qiong's anti-thief eyes. I'm afraid that this kind of thought, as long as Ruan Qiong knows about it, he will definitely be directly hammered into a puddle of flesh by this military saint with a sword-casting hammer.

Then don't think about the fire of the five elements for now.

So in the end, that's all that's left is wood.

Chen Ping'an actually had some plans, that is, the old locust tree that was cut down, but it was divided up by the people at that time, and the locust wood sword left in the Great Wall of Sword Qi was one of the locust branches that he asked the little treasure bottle to carry back.

Song Jixin said about the changes in his hometown, obviously the people in the town are more shrewd than one by one, and the baggage of Niujiaoshan is not bad, so it may not leave Chen Ping'an a chance to pick up the leaks.

Chen Ping'an scratched his head in sorrow.

Lie back.

Now he is a pure martial artist at the peak of the Five Realms.

The Second Realm Qi Cultivator, everything is difficult at the beginning, Chen Ping'an himself knows best that this Second Realm Cultivator is not easy to come by.

The sword immortal who carried a half-immortal soldier on his back, but it was not easy to draw the sword unless he fought to the death.

There are two flying swords in the sword raiser, the fifteenth of the natal Xiaoyu is fine, the first day of the new year is already about to rebel, and Chen Ping'an has the same heart, almost every day to shout to eat the last and largest piece of long strip-shaped dragon slaying platform.

Wearing the robe Jin Li, fortunately, it is okay to wear it before the Seven Realms, but it can help quickly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, to a large extent, it is equivalent to making up for the fatal defect of Chen Ping'an's cultivation talent after the Changsheng Bridge is broken, but every time he travels around the Qi Mansion with the method of internal vision, those green-clothed children condensed by water transportation are still resentful in their eyes, obviously they often have a situation where they cannot make ends meet with the aura of the Water Mansion, causing them to fall into the embarrassing situation that it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice, so they are particularly aggrieved.

It was the little man in the Confucian shirt who manifested the golden courage, which made Chen Ping'an a little surprised, riding the fire dragon condensed by pure true qi, showing off his power every day, being happy and happy, helping Chen Ping'an patrol his own small world, this move can benefit the soul and help Chen Ping'an expand his muscles, and some of the impurities left over after the death of the war again and again, the turbid and filthy atmosphere hidden in the depths of the soul, was ridden by the villain The fire dragon, like a general, single-handedly attacking the city and pulling out the village, diligently, cleaning up the remnants of the anti-thieves hiding in the deep mountains and old forests。

However, it and the fire dragon, and the green-clothed boy who is also diligent in running the house in Shuifu, obviously do not deal with each other, and the two sides have already put on a posture of not getting along with each other.

After stumbling and finally becoming a qi practitioner, Chen Ping'an was actually a little dazed for the first time.

There are trade-offs to make.

In order to survive, Chen Ping'an did not hesitate to practice boxing and endure hardships.

But now that his life is worry-free, as long as he is willing, it is not difficult to enter the Six Realms immediately, such as the person who is wealthy, he has to worry about earning gold or silver, which makes Chen Ping'an very uncomfortable.

I am used to being a poor egg in my bones, and I always feel that a bag of copper coins in my hand, or a thin layer of rice in a rice jar, is truly my own.

Even if there is a mountain of gold and silver around me, I still feel that even if they are their own today, when they wake up, tomorrow will be someone else's.

Chen Ping'an knew that this was wrong, but the country was easy to change and difficult to change, and in this matter, it could not be said that he was not moving forward, but after all, the progress was slow.

Chen Ping'an actually knew that many things had changed a lot in the past few years, such as not wearing straw sandals and changing into boots, which would be awkward, and he would almost lose his walk. For example, when I wore a robe and a golden li, and a hosta on my head, I always felt that I was the kind of monkey that I said in the book. For example, for the dream that I once told Lu Tai, I would buy a lot of useless things that cost money, and I wanted to have a new home in Longquan County one day.

Chen Ping'an crossed his legs and shook them gently.

The little lotus man sneakily probed his brain from under the ground, rushed up the steps with a smoke, and finally climbed to Chen Ping'an's instep and sat down.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his finger and put it to his mouth, signaling not to speak.

Since Cui Dongshan first appeared in the village of Qingluan Kingdom, the lotus villain has hardly shown up, this is what Chen Ping'an asked him to do, although he didn't understand, he did it.

The lotus figure with only one arm reached out to cover his mouth, smiled and nodded vigorously.

Chen Ping'an dangled his legs, the little guy seemed to be swinging, if he hadn't covered his mouth all the time, he would have giggled a long time ago.

As soon as he saw the cheerful lotus villain, Chen Ping'an felt much more peaceful, and those distracting thoughts and worries were swept away.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, and it didn't take long for him to find that the instep of his feet was light, and he turned his head to open his eyes to see that the little guy was learning to lie down and cross his legs.

After Chen Ping'an found out, it smiled and narrowed its eyes.

Chen Ping'an was lying on his side, and he did the same.

Chen Ping'an began to shake his head, as if he had words, but he didn't make a sound.

The little guy drew a scoop on the gourd, imitating Chen Ping'an.

One big and one small, in fact, they don't know what they're talking about.

Chen Ping'an didn't know.

Cui Dongshan was just outside the courtyard wall, his head against the wall, and his body was like a ...... Slope.

Cui Dongshan knew Chen Ping'an, why he deliberately let the lotus villain hide from him.

Because in Chen Ping'an's eyes, the carefree lotus villain at the moment is already the best.

He didn't even want to, nor did he want to know, whether the lotus villain was actually very rare, whether it was very valuable, and whether it was very useful.

So Cui Dongshan was a little uncomfortable.

Because he really wanted to tell Chen Ping'an, that little guy was really, really not simple.

But Cui Dongshan didn't know why, pondering and pondering, although he knew that if he didn't tell him, on Chen Ping'an's side, it would be the same result in the end, but Cui Dongshan thought about it like this, and suddenly felt that if he didn't say it, he wouldn't say it, it was actually quite good.

As soon as Cui Dongshan figured this out, he smiled all over his face, returned to normal, knocked his head back slightly, stood up straight, and floated forward silently.

If there is any unhappiness in life, it is only because I don't know my husband.

Cui Dongshan is very happy at the moment, because as long as he takes this sentence to the small treasure bottle to invite merit, maybe he can take one less stamp in the future.

So Cui Dongshan rushed away, went to the windowsill of the school, and winked at the little girl in the red skirt.

As a result, he was angrily shouted by Mr. Teach.

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