The country is about to die, and if the veteran does not die, few people will say it.

After all, under the crushing of huge strength, the country of the fish is powerless to compete with the strong Qiancheng raincoat country.

Even if the world's end ink artist Fu Huanjing was embarrassed, he was ashamed of himself. After all, he still didn't have a hundred years of worry-free protection of the country, and violated his oath with Tianya Jiancai.

As for the immortality of the veteran, he Fu Huanjing has the least right to speak, after all, the people in the rivers and lakes give the nickname "Fu Ran Run".

Thinking of the fourth dragon slaying battle, he Fu Huanjing, as the world's end ink artist of the Kun Kingdom, was the first to run away, without caring about the face of the Kun Kingdom and himself.

The immortality of the veteran mentioned here certainly does not refer to him Fu Huanjing, but Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the country of Kun.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, but Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the country of Kuo, is an exception.

For more than 30 years, Xue Yinghua, the god of war, has beheaded countless enemies. He should have unlimited fame and fortune, not to mention the group of wives and concubines, but he was accompanied by wine all his life and did not ask for anything else.

After all, drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

The sentence that the four of them talked about last night, "The mud splashes with the water without a trace of tears, and the wine is worry-free at the pot." ", referring to Xue Yinghua, the god of war of his country.

Xue Yinghua held the last military flag of the country and stood straight above the city gate of the country.

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!" Xue Yinghua, the god of war, shouted.

After all, the fist is afraid of being young and strong, the feet are afraid of femininity, and the old-timers of the god of war who are invincible with two fists and four hands are exhausted and die.

"Don't!" Xue Jianing cried out on her knees.

As a woman, she Xue Jianing was not qualified to go to the battlefield, but she did not abandon her martial arts practice.

As the granddaughter of Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the Kingdom of Fish, Xue Jianing has been going deep into Jane, and no one knows what her kendo cultivation is.

"Fu Huanjing, are you satisfied?" Xue Jianing asked the Tianya Ink Artist beside him who could have saved the country from dire straits.

"Miss Xue, it doesn't matter, I'm here to stop you from killing you. Fu Huanjing pointed at the sword qi to seal Xue Jianing's Linghui acupoint and said.

"Fu Huanjing, do you really think that in this way, you can let the 100,000 iron horsemen of the Qiancheng Raincoat Country under the city live?"

"Miss Xue, could it be that you have entered the Finger Xuan Realm?" Fu Huanjing said in shock.

"Grandpa, granddaughter, I have entered the land immortals. Sword Immortal Xue Jia stared at the corpse of his grandfather Xue Yinghua, and traveled out of his body.

Xue Jianing, a land immortal covered in glow, his body was as huge as the Fangcun Mountain in the Illusory Realm, and he threw Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist beside him, away with one hand, thousands of miles away.

Previously, the land immortal Xue Jianing did not use the sword against the 100,000 iron under her feet, and no one knew what she was waiting for.

Only Fu Huanjing knows, and only he can save the 100,000 iron horsemen of the Qiancheng raincoat country. Her land immortal Xue Jia condensed the yin god out of her body, traveled far away to the Jiaolong Mystery Cave, and ingested the last wisp of dragon yuan true qi in the human world.

After all, it was still a step too late, and when Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist, held the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand, drove himself to shrink the earth talisman in the dust-free bag, and returned to the eyes of the land immortal Xue Jianing, the 100,000 iron horsemen had already become a pile of white bones.

Xue Jianing, a land immortal who incarnated into the shape of an ordinary person, picked up the corpse of his grandfather Xue Yinghua and dissipated in front of the unwilling Fu Huanjing.

Fu Huanjing not only grieved the instantaneous death of 100,000 iron horsemen in the Qiancheng raincoat country, but also regretted that there was another female sword immortal in this human world, a land immortal in the true sense.

That's it! He Fu Huanjing still continued, and he could be the protector of Zixuanyang with peace of mind!

Speaking of the poem that the four of them talked about one after another, "The mud splashes with the water without a trace of tears, and the wine is free to put in the pot." This still needs to be studied in depth the career of Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the Kingdom of Fish.

When he was young, Xue Yinghua, the god of war who is now brilliant, is just a little horseman child.

The so-called "mud splashes with water without a trace" refers to Xue Yinghua's long-term companionship with horses, holding a horse whip all day long, and after whipping millions of times, the whip method is like a god.

In the country, everyone knows that he Xue Yinghua holds a horse whip and he is a horse rider. If you go deep into the temple, he Xue Yinghua is the whip and blade of the emperor of the country, and the horse rider will no longer be his Xue Yinghua, but the person in charge of the country.

Rong Ma has been fighting on the battlefield for more than 30 years, and none of his Xue Yinghua can guarantee that he will come back alive.

However, as soon as Xue Yinghua remembered his good granddaughter Xue Jianing, she was still waiting for him to return triumphantly and eat his best stir-fried vegetables!

It's also strange to say, when she Xue Jianing has been in the land immortal for a long time, why didn't she give her advice on her grandfather Xue Yinghua's kendo cultivation?

This is the reason for the next sentence, "The wine can be placed in the pot without worry"!

Xue Yinghua, the god of war, knows very much that now that he has made brilliant achievements, he has already achieved great achievements!

Xue Yinghua, who is drunk every day, wants to let the so-called emperor in power of his country see that he is a person with no great ambitions, and there is no need to beware of plots.

After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the emperor of the kingdom still attacked his god of war Xue Yinghua, and persuaded him for more than a year of chronic Gu poison and wine.

"Is he so intolerant of me? Do I have to die?" Xue Yinghua sobbed as she clenched her granddaughter Xue Jianing's hand.

Although Xue Jianing was young at that time, she was very sensible and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her grandfather.

A sentence that people are worry-free, it's just a lie about his Xue Yinghua's self-deception.

After all, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the more troubles and sorrows.

He Xue Yinghua is not alone, there are nearly 100 people in his general's mansion, and he can't make a mistake in one step.

One day, the emperor of the country summoned Xue Yinghua, the god of war who avoided him under the pretext of military affairs all day long, and had a heart-to-heart conversation with him for a night.

"Old General, do you say that you are already indispensable to me?" asked the young emperor in his twenties.

"Maybe!" Xue Yinghua said noncommittally.

"Then the old general, you think too much, without you, it is very important to the widow. The young emperor smiled as he did.

This smile, laughing at him, Xue Yinghua panicked, after all, it is difficult for one mountain to accommodate two tigers, and it is difficult for one minister to serve two masters.

Xue Yinghua, who returned to the general's mansion without the master, saw her granddaughter Xue Jianing running towards her, and kept saying that she was hungry and wanted to eat her grandfather's best meal.

In the face of her loved ones, Xue Yinghua, whose heart was like a knife, still squeezed out a smile and promised her granddaughter to go to the fire to cook immediately.

Xue Jianing, the land immortal who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of the puppet king of the kingdom, scaring him to death.

The puppet king knew that he had not treated the veteran well, and that he was to blame for his own actions, so he closed his eyes and went to his death.

Grandfather Xue Yinghua once said before his death that she Xue Jianing was not allowed to slash the emperor. Otherwise, his god of war Xue Yinghua would die without turning a blind eye, and he would be ashamed of the ancestors of the Xue family.

The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die!

A wooden sword appeared out of thin air in the hand of a jailer for no apparent reason, and stabbed straight into the puppet king's chest with all his might.

With a scream of pain, the last member of the royal family of the country also died and dissipated.

There is a shortage of people in the underworld, and the sword is coming!

At this point, the veteran does not want to die, but he is arbitrary.

The land immortal Xue Jia Ning Yin God dispersed, and she went to the Netherworld Mansion for a moment later than her physical body.

The ghost queen was a little jealous of Xue Jianing's beauty, so she ordered her to guard the eight hundred miles of Huangquan Sand Sea, and did not allow the Netherworld Ghost Emperor to disturb and visit.

In the end, the world is full of green lights, and the green mountain cats are evil.

Within the four corners of the human world, many people rumored that after the great god Pangu opened the world, he left a green lantern alone in the world.

Over time, the light of the blue lamp was unknown, and the wick disappeared from the lamppost.

Soon after, some people said that the twisted wick turned into a green cat's wings, which went to the world.

The three words "evil hearts" are not groundless, but are recorded in the secret records of folk filth.

According to the fragment of the chapter, Qingshan Maoyi once incarnated as a scholar who was rushing to take the exam, and fell in love with a daughter who was a foreigner, but did not have a lover and finally became a family.

It is rumored that it was a local snake bully who interfered with it and secretly harmed Aoyama Cat Wing to satisfy his only son's unreasonable demands.

As for the green mountain cat wings later, did they slaughter the bully's family of 50 people at night? Did they resurrect the daughter of the extra-member? No one knows.

However, as a cultivator who has traveled through the galaxy over the years, Fu Huanjing knows very well that the best friend Fence Moose next to Zi Xuanyang now is an incarnation phantom of Qingshan Cat Wing.

To say that the two are close friends and relatives is not so accurate and pragmatic. After all, the moose is always in front of Zi Xuanyang, calling himself a disciple.

Without Zi Xuanyang by his side, the hedge began to act recklessly, like a wild horse that had escaped from the leash, and no one could tame it.

Fu Huanjing was already reluctant to get into trouble, and this time he was even more reluctant to use his sword, thinking that he Zi Xuanyang must be responsible for his words and deeds, although the consequences were very serious.

At this point, the world is full of green lights, and the green mountain cat wings are evil. It should also be the fence of his wanton behavior, although the four did not say it explicitly.

There is no need to ask too much about the cause of the incident, and there is no need to speculate too much. After all, there is also a mood healing doctor, a wise master, and it is impossible for him to go to heaven if he arbitrarily fences him.

"Master, I dreamed back to the past at midnight, naively thinking that I had already let go of that bad relationship. However, the moment I saw her again, I couldn't sleep anymore. I remember one day, on the couch, I heard an old beggar beside the burrow, already cleaning the sleeping place and preparing to sleep. I also heard the old candidate snoring loudly again in the room on the other side. At this moment, I silently feel the tranquility and peace of the world in all directions. When I was about to go to sleep, I suddenly remembered that my daughter was still in the house day and night, waiting for my gold list to return to marry her, and I suddenly burst into tears. Have I really forgotten the dreams of my youth, the pursuits I once had, and all of this? A baby waiting to be fed, a tepid janitorial position, and a fairy family that I don't know how to maintain all day long. When I'm older, I'm really worried and sorrowful, and I can't be happy when I have the old and the young. I feel more and more that my whole life has been ruined by myself, so cruelly and mercilessly. I don't even know how to find my true self, it's so sad!" said the moose in tears.

"You said you dreamed of her, and you were very sweet to each other in your dream. She lies flat on the bed, and she listens very attentively as you talk incessantly. Sometimes, she laughed and bared her teeth, and you said that women should not laugh so loudly, it is a loss of identity. She asked you, do you hate her like this? You replied very shyly, "No, you like her." She laughs again because that's how you like her. "The wise master began to dig a pit and coax the fence.

"Master, one day, I suddenly woke up from a dream. I couldn't tell between dreams and reality, everything around me was dark. I don't know where I am, if I'm in a place without her, and I'll never see her again. The moose was very confused.

Do you know that in three days, it will be the auspicious day of her marriage. Maybe you'll never have a chance to repay the debt you owed her in the first place. Maybe you're back to her again, and she's too old to speak. When you call her affectionately, she is still a little familiar. When you hold her hand tightly, you don't want to let go for a long time, regretting not being at the beginning. At that time, you will realize that in that dream, you seem to have said a lot, and you seem to know that you will miss it, so you are speechless. The Wise Master sighed.

"Master, I feel very uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that can cry out all at once. That day, I probably cried for a while, then got up and drank another jug. So, I went back to bed and fell asleep, and went back to the dream, as if it were very subtly connected to the previous dream. I dreamed that I was going to take a horse-drawn carriage and go to Beijing to take the exam. After traveling to Kyoto, I passed by someone I had met a long, long time ago, and finally found him in his busy place. Then, I found that he didn't have time at all, so he went home to study poetry and books, but spent his money all day long, lingering in Fireworks Willow Lane. Then, I remembered that he also wrote me a secret letter, which roughly meant that he had organized an activity of his own accord, and I remember that it seemed to be a spring outing. When we arrived at our destination, we didn't know that all the villagers in that mountain village had traditional habits that were not humane. Before we could get out of the village, some of the young villagers beat him to death in the village. I got away with it, coaxing myself that nothing had happened, trying to make myself forget about it all. The moose suddenly said in a cold sweat in fear and panic.

"Forget what you can forget, forget about it! Think about the two choices you always have before you get up every day. Either stay bedridden and have your unfinished dreams. Or pull the mattress away violently and complete your unfulfilled dreams. "The Wise Master has finally returned to the right path.

"Master, in my dream I have returned to the old house in my hometown, and I am scratching my ears and cheeks to solve a verse of the ancients. The amiable mother on the side has been chattering about the trivial things of life, blaming her father for being honest and honest. My father, who was making tea over there, came over with tea and water for me, who was studying hard for the cold window. Looking back, that's the life I wanted to live, plain and happy. Fence Moose sighed.

Take dreams as horses and live up to the glory.

The wise master here is addicted to chatting with the arbitrary fence moose, and it seems that it can't be over for a while, so Fu Huanjing went to the world where Zixuanyang was.

Shang Miao and Qin Yan, this pair of masters and apprentices who are very out of tune, did not give up looking for Zixuanyang.

So, the cadres of Zhenglu Palace, as Zi Xuanyang's closest relatives, why didn't they see any movement in their search for their lost relatives?

In this regard, Zi Xuanyang leaves tears every night, orphan?

That's all he said, but he was arbitrary, and it backfired.