Great Xia overturned, the entire dynasty was defeated, including a small township in the corner, the peach blossom source forest, the old man has an end, just waiting for the moment of beauty, the city is broken, and the world flees.

Collect the thin sac fake, do not leave a moment, and the head is bloody.

According to historical legends, the elders of the celebrity township were reluctant to leave, and the fire condensed and called the stone protection, the stone lion tiger.

Rest in peace, the coming day will be long, and return to it for burial.

All things are undoubtedly weak, weakly damaged and broken, a thousand troops are shot, and the anthill is destroyed by a thousand miles of embankment.

The three lights go out and go out, the color of the lion and tiger is distinct, it has changed a difference, the light color is dark and gray gradually, the lowest four hooves are round, burning upward, and the ash paper layer is dyed.

Wrapping, encompassing the skin, and returning to its original state, the courtyard guards the stone squat.

"Weakness is a stone ball in the mouth." Shui Yunxiang is in danger, walking, half sitting under the tree.

Standing on the ground with his left leg, the other is straight down, his long legs are stretched and stretched, and the hills and ravines in the distance are majestic, and the male buck with a bulging bag is angry, not still and the snow is snowy, and he appreciates the white eaves and clear and beautiful village wraps.

People sit on the floor and rest for the night.

The sun rises, the warm strings are crisp and the inchida, the faint light is golden, the leaves are gently stretching the waist, and the flowers are fragrant.

The journey is swinging, interspersed with rotten wood in buildings, and the finely crafted window paper is now broken and imprisoned, lurking in the future.

Well-developed and harmonious forest town.

The altar of the square, the square stone platform of the abbot on the flat ground, the head of the column is tilted, the water nest is carved with leaves, the stumps are tattered, the fallen leaves are deep and black, and the ground is full of ashes.

"Empty, chicken feathers." Shui Yunxiang has a brown and yellow cloth neck, a narrow waist, and a straight sword handle.

Spiritual power holds love, the highlight is cold, a touch of bright color moistens the eyes, and the sonorous giant blade cuts the stone column head.

The stigma is hard, deeply recessed, a few feet, and the smoke is breezy.

Attack simply, without the use of force and rune paper.

Zhongli Bi Xi seems to be similar, he has never made a shot, and the first style of the Qingfeng Sword is not as good as the opponent, not to mention the second style of the Qingfeng Sword in the guaranteed hand, which is very powerful.

"There's nothing here." She said.

Zhou Yanxing's earrings and bracelets belong to phase gold, smooth and tender skin, meandering Xuanbao, lily of the valley jade is dripping, "There is no way, let's go." ”

The small forest gap is fine, the ginseng leaves leak light, the stones are piled up, and the fence is broken.

Every ten meters walked, the cubic stone tablet, a word.

"Layer, show, 滟, 卯, four obelisks." Zhong Libi washed the road.

"Well, what do the four words symbolize, I will lose the riddle, Zhou Gongzi?" Shui Yunxiang gunner, facing the forest on the clouds, but sleepy.

On this trip, I didn't catch anything, and my mood was heavy.

Zhou Yanxingjun's face couldn't help but move a wrinkle, and it took a lot of maintenance, but unfortunately, the beauty in his hand threw it aside and said:

"Cultivating immortals, the boat goes to the head of the bridge and goes straight to the end."

Reluctantly, swallowing slowly.

The morning breeze accompanies the wilderness, the clear courtyard, the hut is heavy and forested, and there are about 30 rooms.

Build a plaque, wake up the ancient note Yan Zhao, and write "Qingyou Academy".

Wild grass is overflowing, the gravel road is diverted, and the cultivation is half a foot high, and the sharp thorny flesh grows grass indiscriminately.

Azure green land, light clouds and fairy misty.

"It doesn't smell right." The rough man sniffed into the air, raising his head in doubt.

Childish and naïve, it makes people exaggerate.

The beauty is like frost and the eyebrows are dyed, and the first one to follow, "It's very fresh, the green fields are not like this." ”

Zhong Libi said, "Think again." ”

Zhou Yanxing's shoulder hair is soft, black and bright like forging, gentle and close to his chest, his mouth is light and light, and the smiling moon buds are curved.

The three worshippers met with the old servant Taobi, looked at the rough man, and said with a smile: "It is aura, natural creation, warmth and harmony." ”

Eye-catching, the rough man is happy, smiling, "Great, wonderful." ”

The aura breeds, the rain dragon is willing to dream with the son, the polar is turbid, and the treasures are lush.

Another wisp of Changji, another primate spirit, to assist in cultivating immortals.

"Then what are we waiting for, the treasure is in front of us." Beauty is like frost.

"Harm," Shui Yunxiang loosened his arm, ready to make a big hand, his face was lively, and the words he said were diametrically opposite.

"Lingbao Lingzhi will definitely be able to breed fierce beasts, so I can't help it." He said again.

"Be cautious and sail the ship of ten thousand years." Zhong Li Bixi agreed.

The stakes, Zhou Yanxing's heart was dark, and he was only afraid that the fierce beasts he encountered were strong in brute force and resisted defeat.

Step in, in the middle of the study room, the student's board table, the white curtains, the hazy sense of poetry, the coal basin white mesh ribbon flocculent.

The Master's desk was empty, covered with dust, and the mask coagulated the blood, breaking through the fog of the eye barrier at once.

As soon as the old servant Taobi approached, the speed of the gods and ghosts retreated urgently, and the wind was blowing in his legs, and the aura was cloudy.

Shui Yunxiang also gasped at this moment, "There is danger. ”

The sword body is in front, galloping through the water, straight down the waterfall and thousands of feet of air attack, the spiritual power is concentrated, and the vast energy hits the bowl.

Like a little monk knocking on a wooden fish, a cool habit, the master's desk is broken, the hidden black widow spider, and the belly is turned over with a white pattern "0".

Half-human in size, with black leg hair and dark darkness.

"It's like the black spiders of the volcano, but it's smaller." One of the three worshippers said, picking up the guy.

Mace, iron needles, violent and bloody, direct and full force.

"Delicate and beautiful, maybe the Spider Queen, a trick." Zhou Yanxing's command exudes a sense of majesty.

The earrings shimmer, the dark gold headdress outlines the coil, a song is free, and the whole body is practiced with metal black yaoshi.

It is long and standing, dazzling and handsome, with a deep nose and thin gray eyeshadow.

Two or three times in a row, the black widow spider does not hurt or itch, the limbs are messy and fierce, the mouth and teeth are rugged, and the bite is open.

Hearing the words of the child, the worship ground shook the mountains, and the gravel was in the air of war, dancing footsteps.

The mallet gauge is being picked up, wonderfully coordinated, and the turtle is holding its nose.

"Furious heart, smack."

Messy and gorgeous, the moonlight of the burial, the thunder hammer of ten thousand catties, the monstrous flood.

Shui Yunxiang was idle, and after the storm attacked, he inserted two sword strikes.

The black widow spider with weak qi could not be nourished, and instantly struggled with full firepower.

Spit silk, different from the previous moment, the cloth of black ink dyeing juice, soaked in poisonous droplets, where the black liquor is obtained, corrodes the silkworm embers.

"Add people." Zhou Yanxing broke the hole, and the situation was dangerous.

Add people, add your own people, clansmen, just entered the spider, handed over to the subordinates to practice, the beasts behind.

"Kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife and show a hand to Fairy Zhongli." The beauty who understands the meaning of the son is like frost, Tao.

The red sleeves are fluttering, the gauze is thin, the hair and the tail of the head are pure white, and a strand of chest is taken.

The wine flush wiped her cheeks, Fei Ya bewildered the concubine, stirred the tongue of the finch half an inch with her teeth, and quenched her thirst.

"Come on." The remaining two nearby worshippers shouted.

Flying in is a trick, it is actually a double complementary, a brother strikes, and a fierce general.

Early in the morning, at the gate of the city wall, the resting people, the cold ice boy and the old woman of the proprietor.

The passing year is unfavorable, the dark stove shed, the honeycomb golden nest.

Insects fly to the spur (hong), and drive from both sides of the body, and call me zang (zang).

The insect has a long tail belly, a yellow and black love circle, sharp needles, and large wing down.

"Whoever is full has nothing to do, recruit which bee." The knife repairs the old businessman, the sky is full of insect feathers, and he was stung a few times for a while, and his face and neck are itchy and painful.