It rained lightly on Celestial Street;

It's bound to be muddy.

The blue boy stood at the leak of the house, the northwest wind was blowing, he rolled up the long hair fixed by the gentleman's crown, stood with his hands in his hands, and the bright moon gave way to a Huadao, dotted with stars, and was deducted from all directions.

As a famous mountain in the world, Lishan's demeanor can be glimpsed from this young master.

Extraordinary;

Exceptional!

Green plum boiled wine, blood moon three autumn, since the young man began to count the three feet of broken sword and left, it has been more than half a year, and in this half a year, he only made a sword, a palm.

Among them, the sword cut off the mountain of the Immortal Sect, and the palm shattered the bones of the Immortal Sect.

Not surprisingly, the next shot will be Sword Qi Torture Sword Mountain.

It's just because the young man said that the torture sword can break the punishment of the sword mountain!

Therefore, Zhang Yebai went and went with his sword! He wanted to prove that what his Qi'er said was true, and he wanted to prove that the young man did not speak nonsense!

It's such a chic spirit!

Since the moment he left Jinhualou Woyan, most of the half year of Xingjian Mountain has been spent in fear, looking for shelter everywhere, but the forty-seven major forces have maintained a wait-and-see attitude at all.

And the iron Immortal Sect is now crippled.

After the incident, there are no more immortals in the world!

Even Tianjiao's might didn't know that the reason why it didn't get blood on this young man's blade was because the blood couldn't touch the blade.

But life can.

The boy drank alcohol, and when he drank it, it was honey and milk.

Don't look at it, the young man beside him must be wearing a flowing cloud gown, he must be peerless, and he must be sad and drunk.

The appearance of a good young man has become a little twilight.

The young man drinking the gentle, charming milk lay on the bed, the dew dripping down his hair, forming a puddle of visible water stains at the low end of his hair, exuding frost, a look of robbery.

He's coming. As soon as he comes, he will decide the direction of the transaction.

Even if he is just a teenager, I am afraid that he does not look more than the age of the moon robe.

Who called him peerless.

Who made him, the elegance is peerless!

The young man of Liuyun thought about himself, the clear wine fell like a clear spring, the water splashed, but the young man's cup melted into the four seas like an ocean, splashing randomly, but he couldn't escape the small square inch of the cup, despair, that is a luxury that can never be reached.

It's like a pawn in his idleness.

Playing with the cup, the young star's eyes and sword eyes are extraordinary, but they are dyed with a layer of tired ash, lazy, and don't want to move.

Today is the first day of the little boy's trade, except for the jackpot and the head, the bet is already clear.

Coiling dragon sticks.

The coiling dragon stick in the package, it was a long stick with a pitch-black body, it was a long stick with great power, and it was not Tianjiao who chose to shoot for it, or even the forty-seven major forces in the Southern Regions.

The gamblers come from outside the chessboard, from the nightmares, from the unattainable extraterrestrial supremes.

Truly extraterritorial.

Terrible, helpless, helpless.

This was the first thought that came to the minds of all Tianjiao.

It's a kind of helplessness like stagnant water, unable to move, watching, and forcing you to watch!

Cruel, how cruel!

The breath in the room was suppressed a little at this time, the heavy dark clouds hung down, the young man in the long coat closed his eyes, and the cup fell gently, and the ripples echoed in a circle, the tavern attic shook softly, and the young man raised his eyes, and the three peerless generations were reflected in his eyes.

Knock on the chess pieces and drop the lanterns.

The young man pursed his lips, the candle flame swayed with a touch of absurd color, closed his eyes, and recorded the breath around him one by one.

The valley is made of satin yarn in the Qiankun Palace.

Shuo Fang is to mix Xiao Sheng for Pingjiang Mountain Daozi.

The girl at the bright moon in the main palace outside the door is the Daozi of the Meteorite Pavilion, the autumn dress.

Three stunning robes, peerless, quiet wind and snow.

Beauty, the beauty of great terror!

Although Liuyun Pavilion is located in the middle of the Southern Regions, it is as clear as the situation in the north because of the Luo family's presence in the northern frontier.

Because of the prestige of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, the Cangming Palace has been linked to the royal family, and the Qiankun Palace has been eroded by the outside world, and now the Daozi is the messenger who came out of the dust, Pingjiangshan is subject to the Quartet game, and the Daozi is also born outside the territory, so the only forces that can really exist independently under Beichen are the Meteorite Pavilion and the Beiqiong Palace.

For example, if today's turmoil, although there are two Tianjiao in the North Dome Palace, there is no peerless power, and at this time, the peak chess game can only choose to be absent from the game, but even if the Meteorite Pavilion is a small mountain range that gathers the world's nine peerless generations, it is difficult to say how big the battle is, they are only here to suppress the Tianjiao actions of other forces, just like now, only the three in front of them will make a move in this gambling game.

Among them, Qian Kun Palace wants to coil the dragon stick, Pingjiangshan wants the luck of the dragon stick, and if the Falling Star Pavilion is concerned, they want to seize the dragon stick to make the next round of bets.

And he wants the dragon vein of this game of chess.

The four teenagers were silent, calm, as if nothing had happened, but the blue boy at the window had a keen awareness.

If the gap between Tianjiao and the peerless is really discussed, it is the smallest among all talents, and some powerful Tianjiao can even ignore the gap here, such as Chen Hui, Qiu Hong, Xingchen, Qiu Hua, Xia Ling's young man is equivalent to the peerless in the eyes of the big forces, the only thing missing is the so-called "certification", as Tianjiao Zhengyan naturally has the mind of falling into the son, but he is not outstanding among Tianjiao, compared to Luo Yan, When the satin yarn is so peerless that it can be valued by the vast man, it also seems a little powerless, which is why even if he came first, he gave up the angle of this "Tianyuan" to Luo Yan.

Now it is not yet the time to fall, the gods are waiting, and it is understandable that this move should be given to the mighty, but the transaction between them makes him feel that there is a problem in this game of chess.

There are so many variables in the first year of the Apocalypse that there is no advantage in fortune calculation, and only Xuan Chan has the ancestor rotation layout every day because of the special reason to prevent accidents, so as not to get out of control and have variables, after all, in addition to Tianjiao and peerless, there are many "odd numbers" in the Meteorite Pavilion.

The outlier refers to a special existence that cannot be seen clearly, the former Guanshan Punishment Sword is, so he can let the supreme side eyes with the capital of Tianjiao, and the Yi Whale in the past is also, so he can go to the Arctic ice field that no one can go to, and rescue Xuanyuan, and the proprietress in the market at the foot of the mountain is also.

And the heroic girl was also as they feared, and Xuan Chan was infected with cause and effect.

But even so, the juggernaut didn't dare to move her, and could only aggrieved to plan the next framework and situation. This is her power, just the energy brought by the word "Xuan Niang" is so great, it has brought variables and too much uncontrollability. Her choice made the layout of the green-robed young man much less, so the speed of many transactions was also accelerated, for fear that he would fall short because of this.

Feeling the solemn atmosphere around him, Zheng Yan looked at Luo Yan sideways, he himself had estimated the interference factors brought by Xuan Niang, and the impact was very great, but it would definitely not be reflected in the first transaction of the Panlong Stick, even if there was a disjointed phenomenon, it would appear after the third chess piece at the earliest.

But if it is not a problem with the transaction, then the most likely scenario is that a major force chooses to make a move.

And the force that can entangle Luo Yan is probably only Hengyang's little kid.

Thinking of the energetic young man who held a broom and wanted to "sweep the world" in his memory, the blue boy smiled at himself.

He's coming. That's nice.

Put the seal in his hand lightly on the table, the wind blows in the house to open the curtain, the young man walks lightly and calmly, walks from the window to the door and pushes the door to look at the market, Luo Yan opens his eyes, the satin yarn leans on the eaves, mixes the sound of the flute corridor, and sits on the moon in autumn clothes.

That day was gone.

Showed his attitude in front of a group of peerless.

I don't care what your game is. But what I want, you can't stop it!

Extraordinarily arrogant!

Luo Yan smiled happily, and his blood was hot.

It's so beautiful!

In the aisle, as the blue boy walked by, an orange lamp lit up, and a bright trace was crossed, just like the first person to eat crabs, who disrupted the game of chess, and also understood the situation, and finally ate the crabs.

This move is dangerous, but it is neither afraid of being eaten nor targeted, so take the lead!

There is a young master from the mountain, he came, and let the great forces in the north understand that the meat of the north is not all digested by yourself.

Outsiders have the ability to take food!

There was silence for a while, the restaurant was noisy, and the green-robed young man walked up the steps, covered with a thin layer of water vapor.

He took a shower and went.

Changed the sachet and changed the decoration, and looked a little shy from a distance, but his bearing was extraordinary!

The lamps of the Meteorite Pavilion are supernatural, none of them are fixed colors, commonly known as "illumination", which can reflect the light of living beings, and the lamps have changed very frequently along the way, but they are not chaotic, not dazzling, very gentle, tender, delicate and peaceful.

The young man stood on the platform, his robe hanging down, a large red velvet thread wrapped around his waist, a long crown through the ends of his hair, and a medal pinned to his chest, corresponding to the word "triumph" at the door.

The large ink characters are unfurled in the wind, blowing open a very powerful brush and ink, outlining the vertical and horizontal, infiltrating everywhere, as if rooted in the sky, and at that moment the world is eclipsed, a little less bright, a little more hideous.

This word is still written by Li Zhan Cabinet, but compared with the previous pen and ink this time is much more unrestrained, atmospheric and violent, the word is like a door, after opening it, there is a big universe, wonderful and endless.

Opening!

The silent words disappeared as the ink converged, but the teenagers on the second floor of the tavern noticed it and smiled slightly.

The showcase was naughty.

The stakes have been placed too much, and he has begun to show off his muscles with red ears and bare shoulders.

The pen and ink burned in mid-air along the firewood, and through the firelight, he looked at the faint scenery in the distance without a trace, and gently shook the wine jug in his hand, describing the waves, not like he was drunk, but probably beaten.

Behind him was a smiling face, and he warmed his fists with a towel.

I haven't seen this guy's bones hard again for a few days, and the more I fight in the past few days, the more painful it becomes!

Hmph, Sister is here, let her beat you!

Grandma Man's face turned red with a smile, and she stood up burly, twisting and squirming there, very entangled.

Xiao Sheng looked at Gao Leng and arrogant, in fact, but for Tianjiao, it was much more friendly than Ye Weiyang, every time she saw her own little face, she always had to rub it for a long time, and the last time she saw her little face, she was swollen, but the girl opposite was unrelenting, and laughed at his "five short figures" while rubbing, but you can't refute anything, you can only stand there stupidly, and only run when she is satisfied.

Originally, although Chen Hui was quiet, he was willing to take the initiative to speak, and it turned out that Qiu Shang was still walking on the ground most of the time despite Linyue.

Afterward...... One is taciturn, and she runs away when she hears the sound of Xiao Sheng's flute, and the other simply lives on the moon, and the only way to interrupt her cute smile is the footsteps of Xiao Sheng.

Ye Weiyang is not terrible, it is good to wear more clothes, it is not good to mix Xiao Sheng, she can rip off your clothes, you can't resist, this is very angry.

The dew swayed along the veins on the bamboo leaves, and the night melted into the crystal ball, rippling out a piece of brilliance, and within that brilliance stood a green-robed young man.

The young man held the lotus in his hand, looked at the distant mountains at the railing, and smiled to himself.

A lot of things seem to know, and it seems to be unknowable, so hazy that he was turned over by a pair of hands, at this time it is difficult for him to say what he is feeling, it is difficult to say what he thinks, as if laughing and scolding at this time will look a little stiff, but it seems to be taken for granted when you think about it carefully, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Xuan Chan was worried but not worried, and spread his arms to blow the oncoming wind in the star attic, a little cold.

Someone has come to make a deal.

The green-robed young man turned around slowly, and came to him in a gorgeous dress, an evil boy.

Looking at the young man in Chinese clothes who walked slowly, Xuan Chan had no sorrow or joy, and when he thought about it carefully, he felt familiar again.

I think I've seen it somewhere.

No, I may not have seen him, but he must know him.

Xuan Chan kept smiling, turned around in the wind, his face looked slightly green, he was dressed in a bamboo-green robe, and there was nothing else that belonged to him except for the space ring hidden on his chest.

Lack of confidence.

The young man in Chinese clothes observed, as if he felt a scrutinizing gaze, he stared at the cumbersomely dressed classical woman at Shuo Fang, his expression was slightly flustered, his eyes were frowning, and he froze in place.

It's hard to tell what she means, but the hostility of the eldest princess Wuji to herself can easily arise for many reasons, but I don't know how much ambition is contained in that look. It's a pity that the other party's realm is too high, and I can't guess it, and I don't dare to guess it, even if I guess it, I can't make any moves.

There are forty-seven forces in the world, just saying that the number of Tianjiao crossing the river should be the leader of the indisputable, except for the perverted "Four Seasons Sect", few forces can compete with it, but crossing the river as a territorial concept is not a collection, and there is no so-called difference between the Taoists, they come because of common beliefs, and there is no high or low to belong, all the children who cross the river can only represent themselves, and only the belief of crossing the river can represent the forces.

But even if this is still terrible, after all, the talent to cross the river is at least a genius, and now the total number of chess pieces in the river crossing is on the list, although it can't become a climate because there is no peerless reason, but the defense against it is not necessarily reduced.

But the young man in Chinese clothes knew that their preparation was redundant.

Those who came back also knew that there was no need to be vigilant to cross the river.

Except for him, the rest of the children who crossed the river were not interested in this game of chess.

He only came because of obsession.

Under the gaze of the green-robed young man, the young man in Chinese clothes walked away, and he changed his bet, but at this point, it seemed that everything had become unnecessary.

He fell prematurely, as if, he was eaten up.

The boy walked away, leaving behind a corner of his beautiful robe.

Xuan Chan was silent, and suddenly he felt the news that the other party had leaked to him.

The green-robed young man was blowing the wind and fell into a heavy thought, the girl on the moon smiled skillfully, and the tavern on the second floor was lively, and they began to trade.

The water, too, is muddy.

Zheng Yan raised his eyes and listened to the sound of horses' hooves coming from "Dada" in the south.

The boy came.

At the door of the tavern, a young child with a broom in his hand, youthful and elegant, is a little more distinct from heaven and earth!

He is the sweeping monk of Hengyang.

Tianjiao is famous among the world,-stirring sticks!