Chapter Seventy-Three: A Thousand Years of Prayer

The bronze burly man raised his sword and swept the clouds, the eight-colored energy ball on the mouth and belly of the giant snake was ready to go, and above the cave sky, the exaggerated majesty covered the sky and the sun, and Bai Musen and even the five states of Shao Haihou trembled.

The founder Marne stretched out his palm, stretched out his five fingers, and the catastrophe of the destruction of the world was gone.

The bearded man in the mink coat said, "Go ahead." ”

The crusade typhoon is calm and calm, what shocking snakes, what bronze men, what doomsday catastrophes, disappear.

The royal family is dominant, and Duolang Xiao Lao'er narrowly defeated the Shen brothers with the unwarranted technique of Baqi, so the first candidate for the king was born.

Then, at a glance, Iwate, who knew the virtuous family of conscience, said with resentment, "What are you waiting for? ”

Ji Shenshan's big man's bearing has not diminished, even better than that of the old man Huang of Sanzhan, lifting his feet and waist, walking steadily, without any ambiguity.

joked: "Xiao Yan, let's compare casually." ”

Iwate pouted disdainfully: "Scared, either you die or I die, I will not regret it in this life, and I will not die until death." ”

Ji Shen didn't make a statement, he stood on the cross stage from afar, and he should have the appearance of a husband as a husband, even if he was not there, he was the only one who was the head of the house.

"Come on, then. ”

Iwate immediately turned his face and denied the person, and said angrily and hatefully: "What's the hurry! ”

At that moment, the beautiful woman in the long gown and skirt stretched out her hand to probe her palm, and with an extremely ordinary posture, she left a piece of heavy makeup and white lips.

At this scene, Huang Tiandang, who was amazed and only looked at the beautiful figure, nodded and praised in seconds: "The Rock Alliance Lord Qiongzi has a flower appearance, and the light clouds are out of Xiu, which is a rare treasure of the Holy Gate." ”

Iwate didn't have time to take care of the obsessive embryo, wrapped his wrist in fragrant cloud yarn, and stretched out his phantom finger.

Following back to Ji Shen, the simple figure in front of him was graceful and showed several afterimages, and the choppy fingers danced between the afterimages.

Huang Tiandang can add oil and vinegar to a hand, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and suddenly blocked a sentence, "As the saying goes, a husband and wife are a hundred days of grace, since they have done it, it is not enough to pay a loss." Husband and wife have no overnight feuds, quarrels at the head of the bed and close at the end of the bed, and trivial things. ”

"The lord of the Huang League is so elegant, the prince of the stove sweeps the door, and there is nonsense. Ji Shenhe trembled, not afraid of the repeated waves of fingers and the phantom floating body, he sneered: "The wife and concubine of the six rooms run the third, the old man does not lift the Dafa, and the devil is magical." ”

Huang Tiandang, who was quite a general, explained: "Where, where, the mighty and majestic style of the cowardly brother in the cheap and cowardly is unbearable, and he shouts to run back to his mother's house." ”

Ji Shen turned a deaf ear and sneered.

The head of Mt. Iwate, who was enlightened at the age of ten, was the youngest in the world.

The phantom finger of the thousand husband and the yin and yang of the Shu Benhua go hand in hand, both belong to the mud cow into the sea, the sea is inclusive, but one is the black water without a trace, and the other is the sea of ten thousand rivers.

The horse-faced skirt, the graceful figure wearing the fragrant cloud veil, one finger and one needle, erratic, seems to be weak, but in fact it is immeasurable.

The cedar branches, the cliff and stone walls, the crystal city corners, and the Xuan fingers are suddenly frozen.

However, the cultivation of the feathered snake position is not as good as the big horn position of the step division realm, and the Ji God is the first class, carrying the blessing of yin and yang double cultivation, and has become a veritable big horn position of broken machine.

The crane went south, the wind swirled, and Ji Shen, who was the husband, avoided all of them and did not fight, completely loving his wife.

"Xiao Yan, how is the husband's palm?"

Iwate sneered and said, "I don't know how many pounds and taels you have?"

The graceful posture is ghostly, the right finger is brushed, and the afterimage is in the southeast and northwest winds.

Ji Shen Xuan palm, the crane floated to the north, sideways behind Iwate, floating in the air.

One person tiptoes to ghosts, one person floats, and the two of them come and go, which is quite the taste of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtaihua Butterfly.

The gods fight, but Er'er!

Takamahara Heaven's Yaskawa, there are pairs of young men and girls singing and dancing on the fairy mountain, the young man plays the shakuhachi, and the girl dances in the garden.

Kagura bell, the crown of the sky before the sky, the cherry rain one after another, send the water of the fairy mountain to the sky, and the spiritual light is crystal clear.

That year, the twelve-year-old Hoshiyoshi Zhao was crowned as a highly admired musician, and played a song "Prayer for a Thousand Years" on the island of Paradise, staring at the poetic scenery of the city, and a girl playing the piano by the lake.

Ten-year-old Nanabu stood on tiptoe, danced Kagura and prayed, accompanied by twelve-year-old Hoshiyoshiaki.

"Shall I learn the dance of the neon dress and feathers, or the dance of the Thriller?"

"Okay, all right. ”

"Do you say it's the dance beauty, or am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful, all beautiful. ”

"So, in your eyes, it's all the same?"

Xingjizhao's eyes were full of her, what a beautiful picture it was.

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Six mangs fall from the sky, once in 500 years, and the rain and dry dew shine again.

At this moment, Mujiazhuang, under the Jiabao fruit tree, is full of people and guests.

Mu Changxiu, who is good at dancing with long sleeves, eats all black and white, and the wealthy and coarse guests invite three teachings and nine streams, and the real host is hospitable, and he feels at home.

Ma Zhongyun, who is at the helm of empty capital, is known as Wang Lindao, a young guest of Caimen, and Yu Wei, who leads the world, and the three of them are located in the first seat of Muye Garden, a corner of the south, and they are seated on the spot.

Mu Changxiu, who was in the same seat, raised his glass and said, "Everyone, please return to the tea god and live up to expectations." ”

The middle-looking, smiling man said: "Brother Changxiu, please, congratulations to Wuxiang Commercial Bank on the icing on the cake." ”

Sitting next to him, he looked different, and he was fluent in the man who spoke in front of him, and he was overjoyed, and said: "The tea fragrance Silk Road can be expected, and there is no tea in the world that cannot be drunk." ”

"The horse at the helm is a wise saying, and it is respectful to do it first. Mu Ye, who is already like a brother, as the owner of a village, drank it all for Mu Ye, and the wine was proud.

"For the tea fragrance Silk Road, Chitose. Mu Ye raised his hand, and drank it, and saw the bottom of Fang Xiu.

The two messengers of the tea fragrance Silk Road, Mujiazhuang Shuangxiong, and Jinlan Zhiyi plan eight generations as friends, and the children and daughters of the family are in good spirits, so they just drank a few more cups.

Makino, who accidentally drank a lot of alcohol, was drowsy, and when he raised his glass, he remembered that the rain spirit dry dew reappeared in the tea world, which will definitely set off a storm and foresee a beautiful day of gold everywhere.

With a red face, he stiffened his head and toasted a few more glasses, and his heart was even happier.

The Bafang wine table, which occupies the place of the back kitchen, leaves a lot of delicacies for the banquet of the pearl and the son, and even doubles the weight.

It can be regarded as having eaten the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the two who have seen the world still eat with their stomachs open, they have to grow taller and faster than anyone.

Until the two of them couldn't eat or walk, they were half lying on the stool, and they were willing to expose their white and bleaching fish belly.

The two laughed at each other.

Mu Xuezhi only has her in her eyes, and Mu Qian'er only has him in her eyes.

The fire sword splits the entire tea house, and the Garbo fruit trees include the newly conceived rain spirit dry dew, the crystal-clear green tea leaves, the colorful fruits, the glazed stream, the sea of fire!