Chapter 64: Killing Heaven and Gang to Win Long Yuan
"Little smoke, look, old acquaintance!"
"Schopenhauer, you're not dead!"
The hollowed-out girl's head descended near the ruins, and the ladder fell, and the woman did not let the female officer with the eyebrows come out of it.
"I am reluctant to die, and I will serve the king with my dog's life!"
"That's a human saying, I wish the king had died sooner. When his old man is gone, he bullies the mourning family!"
The black-clothed girl surrounded by four small fireballs behind Schopenhauer, glanced at it, and snorted: "Uncle Hua is good for you, don't look down on people!"
"Little girl, the new concubine, Uncle City Lord's taste is changing very fast!"
The fuse was deliberately lit by Queen Frosie, and the girl in black was by no means a good person, and at the touch of a button, the four-candle fireball burned all over the sky.
Suddenly, the ocean was on fire.
"The temper is irritating, how can the uncle city lord stand the old skeleton, let the mourning family train well, train. β
The banner of the royal gate shook slightly, including the head of the half-woman, and the statues of the gods of God and Wuling were ready to move.
Schopenhauer sighed, "Smoke and phosphorus stop!"
Immediately, the rigid and soft fingers appeared, and the black water ripples were absorbed.
The white and blue giant fire of smoke and phosphorus is no better than ordinary fire, destroying people's cultivation, breaking people's Dharma, hurting the three souls and seven spirits, and it is an immortal thing that hurts blessings.
Absorbing the scorching fire all over the field, Schopenhauer's face suddenly turned unpleasant.
"Smoke phosphorus, meet the queen mother!"
"I don't worship, don't look at her good-looking, she has a vicious heart!"
The girl in black held up a small fireball with a candle, the faint blue flame, confusing.
"Smoke and phosphorus, the sect leader has a word, every three or five. β
This sentence "every three or five times", Schopenhwain was reproachful, and his face was ugly for a while.
The girl in black curled her lips and said, "Hmph! For Uncle Hua's sake, I don't care about you." β
Frosie said with a sassy and heroic appearance: "The mourning family didn't say to let you go!"
Schopenhauer flicked his fingers and said in a strong voice: "Queen, this religion helps the king for thousands of years, and there is no guilt!"
Suddenly, the air condensed, and the ruins were silent.
"Stop?" The female official couldn't move, her brows frowned, and she thought again for a while: "Schopenhauer is endless, the rigid and soft black water is not as good as Beihe San, why can't I break the end!"
Queen Frosie only felt numb all over her body, like the sky in the clouds and fog, comfortable!!
She yelled, "Schopenhauer!"
"The queen rests first, it's the turn of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan. It is the fault of my generation that the royal gate is looked down upon. β
"If you are not honest, Uncle Hua will read it for the sake of the same door, otherwise it will not be enough to die ten thousand times!"
The black-clothed girl retracted the blue flames with peace of mind, and hugged the withered city lord tightly.
"Schopenhauer, what do you want to do?"
Schopenhauer looked at the clouds and smiled meaningfully.
ββ
Longjing Yisheng woke up from his sleep, and the nightmare became a reality, and he was swept away by his own alliance leader Mu Xue, who had wasted decades of practice, and was stunned.
"A saint doesn't worry about that little path, the judge's pen has his own kindness, and he is ashamed of a confidant!"
Life is red-faced, death is red-faced, and you have to be red-faced, and you are also red-faced, all of which are days.
Before Longjing Yisheng worshipped, he worked as a nurse in the Shengmenzi Academy for several years.
On weekdays, he sweeps the hall with books, boils tea and delivers water, and boring trivial things become literary homework, and the cycle repeats.
For such a period of time, Mr. Wang's proud protΓ©gΓ© often went to the library to study hundreds of schools of knowledge and appreciate the monstrous scrolls.
There is a kapok tree planted in front of the library called Zhuziguan, which is orange and red all the year round, and the eyes are full of spirit.
Kapok opens, winter is no more!
The six-year-old scholar, year after year, day after day, cleans the courtyard.
Gaozi, who is a proud protΓ©gΓ©, can often meet with a saint, speak witty, be high-spirited, and do a good job of training...... A joke......
"Food, sex, sex. Benevolence, inner also, non-outer also. Righteousness, outside, not inside. β
"What is lust, what is benevolence, what is righteousness?"
"Color, the door of life. Benevolence is the source of love. Righteousness, the measure of goodness. β
"The door, the source, the size, I don't understand! Anyway, the gentleman said, open the door and sweep the auditorium, otherwise you will be scolded. β
"Haha...... Scold you for opening the door and not closing the door. β
"Huh??"
The scholar couldn't figure it out, his eyes widened, and he pondered.
The bell rings, and the orange is red.
Since then, Gaozi regarded this scholar as a canonized junior disciple, and he would be brought with him whenever he preached the scriptures and discussed the Tao, and studied literature and reasoning.
As a result, the two became trouser brothers who talked about everything, difficult brothers who had no intentions, and especially had their own enthusiasm for eating color.
The so-called seeking benevolence, abducting and deceiving, omnipotent, in order to find flowers and willows in the market, the two of them can be described as poor in donkey skills and painstaking.
"Yisheng, how high did you say the city of Zicai Academy is?"
"I don't know!"
"Haha...... You shouldn't have that much heart!"
"Senior brother, are you going to do something bad?"
"From now on, doors will be everywhere, and spring flowers will bloom!"
......
"Brother Long, it's me who is not good!"
The beggar boy lowered his head again, and the low-level people had a beginning and an end, and the spectators had long been accustomed to it.
Master Tieyin comforted: "If you add a few more decades of Taoism, it's just a matter of a palm. What is the relationship between you and that little girl, you have to take your life?"
"Everywhere, spring flowers are blooming. You don't understand the mysteries of the world!"
"I don't understand anything? Isn't it just a flowery intestine, who didn't have a moth when he was young!"
The Pu'er monk said, "Amitabha!
Master Tieyin straightened his face and rubbed his hands, there was no way to take the Pu'er monk of the same origin.
The immortal boy has become a laughing stock until now, and has always thought that the cause of evil is the marrow of defeating evil, and in the end it is a shaved monk who cannot get rid of the mortal dust.
"Don't talk about this, the Sprinkle family also agrees with Brother Lu's opinion and asks the alliance leader to study hard. β
When the word "further study" came to his lips, Master Tieyin picked up the hot teapot and offered it respectfully, "I said that the second master, this matter has to be decided by you." First, you are the second brother, and second, you are the deputy alliance leader. β
Mu Xue's face was demanding, and she whispered: "Second brother!"
The no-operator who took the teapot looked at the iron abacus, and said: "The master is also good for you, there is no harm in going to the seventh master to learn skills!"
It seems that it is the down-and-out little beggar who wants to get rid of him.
Since learning that Mu Xuezhi had no chance of blessing, and the cultivation of Liuxiu Yinling was in vain, it was decreasing day by day, and the immortals were tired in their hearts.
At present, the young man in the Heavenly Wolf Position is not as good as the first-line sword flow of a sword immortal, and he is not as good as the undisciplined Daoist who has been promoted to the master of the arts.
As it has been, it is better to abandon the pawn and protect the commander, so as not to be implicated in the future.
The reason is to let the little beggar further study, learn the best in the world, the Beidou Gong of the Great Zhou Tian Wide Area Gong, return to the dynasty in victory, and become famous!
In fact, it is a pity to discard a seriously ill and reckless man, spit out soup and chicken ribs, eat no meat, and abandon it.
"Sixteen famous blades are inconvenient to carry, and the second brother will take care of them for you. β
"That's right, someone Lu will help the alliance leader take care of it, and wait for the alliance leader to return triumphantly!"
The wine fairy is as stupid and stupid as ever, and he is honest, and he has the same temperament as the brute force man's tyrannical sword, "One less handle, take Lu someone's top head to atone." β
Mu Xuezhi was silent, staring at the door of the vegetable garden for a long time, and her face showed a faint look.
The view of Eagle Cloud Bridge is so beautiful.
The son of Mu Ye, a big tea farmer, has excellent talent and never forgets it, but he can't learn the martial arts that his brothers love the most, which is spurned.
There are only two kinds of theories in the world, gain and benefit.
If you clench your fists for a while, you want to stop talking!
At this time, the beggar boy turned back, stepped forward lightly, held the operator in his hands, and said with a vibrating mouth, "Second brother, I will get ahead!"
It was a long-lost reunion, remembering that the last time was when I lost my footing, and at the same time, in the same place.
Wujiaozi, who was originally resisting, involuntarily stretched out his hands, hugged them tightly, and said the most unconscionable words, "Second brother, believe you!"
Mu Xuezhi's bones were crisp, and the bright hanger was slowly revealed, dazzling.
Long...... Loosen up Mr. Teach.
On the occasion of the beggar boy's departure, he said goodbye to the tea ceremony friends one by one, Uncle Bing, Ji Yiren, Lu Yanxi and Xiao Panruo, and Sanshao.
"Brother Long, Big Brother Red, Big Brother Bi......"
The brute force man cried bitterly, "Little Wu, I will miss you!"
"Third brother, I'll go back when I learn the ability. β
Mu Xuezhi hugged the iron slaughter mark again, and the picture was full of warmth.
Yao Yao stood still without a moment, pinching his fingers and calculating at this moment, "Alliance leader, the hexagram shows ...... The seventh master is in the ruins of Denglan. β
"Good!"
The seventh master swore that Tiangang was afraid of the divine power of Tiannuo City, and the four of them rejected the tigers and wolves, the cliffs, and the corpses were in the wilderness.
The giant wolf is waiting for the ambitious people from all directions to rush up, and the so-called outnumbered, the key lies in this crowd.