The spring rain is falling, the sky is gradually darkening, there are vines and grasses in the wild, there is scattered dew, there is rain and spring, clear and graceful.

"Flying Flower Daoist, it won't get in the way if it rains, right?" Zhong Libi's eyes are clear and beautiful, and the rain is new.

Feihua also turned her eyes to look at the spring rain, shook her head and said: "It's okay, it's just that the rain is dripping, and the beasts are not infested, so we don't need it." ”

"Then we've been busy for a while!" A group of brothers and sisters, Brother Yu was surprised and bitter.

Everyone present listened to the exchange once, and their hearts were not there, their eyes were cast on the rain, and they thought about it, and the water of Yang did not flow Chu.

The dark clouds in the distance are black and pressed, and the whole outfit is foggy, and the black gas lingers in the mountains, and the ink is like a cloud.

I can't see it clearly.

A basic spell, the eyes are shining, the bright red is devouring, and Zhong Libi washes the observation in the dark road.

"I don't think it's settled, it's always used on the way back." She said.

is also, suddenly open-minded, provocative, chatting and entertaining.

The team marches forward.

The soil is dry, the warm rain drips, the fossils sink into the river, and easily dissolve into the soil, and the earth is as good as ever.

Flowers and plants are not vines or branches, green and verdant, green fields are condensed, and the pressure is extraordinary.

Encounter in the middle of the rain, no faith in its east, go unimpeded, leisurely, singing, dancing and chatting I don't go.

Joy and emotion are the ultimate, in the city.

"Here we are, dilapidated ancient city." Zhou Yanxing is alone, leisurely in my heart, and his expression is in a trance.

Excited and excited, the old woman of the proprietor is committed to standing on the wall, piling up rubble, and stroking her hands.

Yi Qi scorned each other and gave him peony.

"Herbs?" Wavy hair, water clouds to the crossing.

Go out to the cracks of the city gate, shelter in the wind and do not fall, if the small Yin Ying, browse its clear, flowers are still there.

Picking the charm, the water cloud Xiang blocks the waist section, inside the jade box, looking at the beauty of the country,

"Zhongli Fairy, stay and enjoy, I am offering Buddha with flowers, and I have fun."

In the face of the scene of wind and snow, Zhong Libi washed his eyebrows without frowning, not cold, and thankful.

"In that case, forget it." After hearing this, Shui Yunxiang's face was a little gloomy.

Some beauties are not willing to accept gifts from others, whether they look down on themselves.

"Maybe it's not worth much!" sighed in his heart, but Shui Yunxiang continued to think about it, time passed in a flash, and the corners of his pure red mouth converged.

Then, the overall appearance is serious, obedient, and does not mention anything about it.

It is obvious to all that a few men such as the cold ice boy might as well laugh stupidly, the thorns in their eyes are exciting, and their minds are all men.

After entering the ancient city for a while, the level of the herbal treasure encountered was even higher, which was as far away as the one outside the door.

Shui Yunxiang is a guy, with the worst gift, cheap is not a good thing, if you really like people, what is the beginning of the.

Everyone has a love for beauty, both men and women, and Fang is sloppy.

The strength is strong, and he has no thoughts about Zhongli Fairy, but he is self-aware.

Fleeting, remnants of flowers and plants, the most valuable place.

I didn't know the way, and according to my feelings, I received some roadside herbs.

"It seems to be rotten." One humanity.

"Go further." Zhou Yanxing, as one of the three main things, his words are also representative.

The grass was cold, the ground was dry and cracked, and from time to time a few cracks were muddy, and you could reach in.

"There's something." The rough man squeaked.

The coolies also started and leaned down, and sure enough, a few round seeds.

There is a strange fragrance, simple and unreal, and there are green fruit marks.

looked at it, the Flying Flower Fairy and the others didn't know each other, the sleeves of the cold ice boy were fluttering, and the feathers were flying in the air, sprinkling Junxi.

Ask Fairy Zhongli.

"I heard that Your Excellency is from the sect, unlike us and other casual cultivators, there should be a book to know about this?"

"Coincidentally." Zhong Libi smiled.

"How?" Colorful clothes Miao Jiang music girl, acute sub-road.

"Flowers and plants belong to stems, fruits belong to leaves, only seeds are born, into the soil into forests, take the grower to see, do not plant, I don't know!" Zhong Libi washed the road.

Understood, everyone has one each, and they are tired of each other.

Hills are packed with dirt, forming a natural barrier.

Wrapping a hundred miles around, you can't see it.

"Break it with force." The old woman of the owner waved her hand, the master of Qi training in her group, the only Zhang Taiqing.

The man stood with him, and there were also old businessmen and Shui Yunxiang who were dispatched.

One person from each of the three teams.

Spiritual power, weapons vibrate, cold wind shimmering gold.

The red sky is cold, the east is coming, Shaoli is like a ruined man, and the green is practiced.

Oxtail horseshoe, split the light, and kill Lu Deze.

Since it can't be destroyed.

"Hmm." The three looked at each other and nodded.

Full, in a moment, a "Shura gods and ghosts", a breeze and rain "fall quickly".

Fine brocade robes, slowly jumping into the air, rustling and windy, blowing up, two fingers on the end, runes and spells.

The faint light, lightning out, intertwined with the fish and dragon.

"Double Fu, your labor, go to the disease."

The sky is gray, a realm, parting, although it is like a ruin, the parents are empty.

The broad and thin Lingguang, the tail is red and white, and it is suddenly closed.

Appearing in front of him, the garden is immortal, melodious and cleansing, and the nose is immortal.

"Pick it up." Everyone is punished together.

Flash Speed, pick a straight into the embroidery bag, devour the beast and tiger, without stopping.

At this time, it is incisive, and the whole love is fast.

The breeze is coming, a sword is cut off, and the grass planting of the water spirit is ethereal, subtle and fierce, not to mention ten years of planting age.

Zhong Libi washed and harvested one plant, and then the sword rose, and another plant.

It's totally refreshing.

Like rough men and mortals, they are neat and neat, the cutting torch is thriving, and the bag is very big after a while.

On the afternoon of hoeing day, the farmer went to the field diligently, and he was also sophisticated.

Herbs, weapons, exercises.

Divided into heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, and mortal products, do not enter the flow items.

The sect's Tianzi heart method for disciples is the middle grade of all ranks.

"With these, plus what I have saved, I can change my mind." Zhou Yanxing's earrings are emerald and faint, flashing shadows.

Looking very close, it is getting thinner, the sunset is purple and red, and the hair is growing.

Half of them were satisfied with the harvest and prepared to go down the mountain.

"I don't want to move forward." Zhou Yanxing spoke, this team includes Zhong Libixi, obeying the order.

"Nope." Han Bing Gongzi said, cold eyebrows are handsome, and chivalrous is Zhengzheng.

"Then let's go our separate ways." Zhong Libi washed a sentence, and between the scenes, he divided into two.

It is no longer possible to vote by a show of hands. The old woman of the proprietor has practiced for many years and hesitates:

"I want to get more treasures."

In a word, the two teams of men and horses walked away in opposite directions.

It's strange, like a ghost hitting a wall and getting lost.

After listening to this, Zhou Yanxing smiled, his chest chain was handsome, and his IELTS was fluttering.

Dilapidated houses, bleak roads, swaying lanterns.

The old servant of Taobi replied, "Childe, no one is following." ”

"Topographic map for me." Zhou Yanxing picked up the offerings, looked at them carefully.

Shui Yunxiang fiddled with his ears, walked a few steps, and lived next to Zhou Yanxing.

The three of them, Zhong Libi washed together.

Stopped for a while, it was dark and unloaded in the blue waves of the West Pool.

The wind is gentle, the silver moon and white frost strangled the ground, and the lotus leaves stood on the big one.

"Keep up, light on the move." The old servant Taobi said.

For rough men, Dongting Lake, bathing lotus on the pool, the group nodded and passed by.