On a cold night, the moonlight is sharp.

Babble—

The gloomy wind blew open the rickety wooden door of the inn, and the lobby was empty.

Shao An restrained his breath, hugged his sword and concentrated, and lay on the bed board paved with broken cotton wool and straw.

The enchanting young woman, seductive, twisting the waist like a water snake, walked over, holding a gold plate in her hand, and on the gold plate, was a white jade pill bottle.

"Immortal Chief, this is Ling Xuan Dan, as far as sword cultivation is concerned, it is the best-ah!" There was an exclamation, two shattering sounds, the pill bottle and the door downstairs.

The young woman was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, and did not dare to bow her head, and her chin was next to the sword.

"Say, where is Yang Chenzi!" Shao An asked coldly without any pity.

Don't forget, the original heart of the child。。。。。。

In the collection pavilion, Qingwen's heart has been fascinated.

Despair penetrates into the heart and lungs bit by bit, so real, so quiet, there is no life and death, there is no heartbreak, just a long time, grinding people's hearts and numbing the soul.

If a practitioner does not know why, how can he attain the supreme state?

Just as Feng Juntian was about to recruit Qingwen, the situation changed.

The aura around Qingwen began to be chaotic, and gradually changed to a violent trend.

It turned out to be unblessed.

Feng Juntian squinted, feeling a little more comfortable, since this is the case, then "help" you again, and see if the person behind you will save you.

With a wave of the cuffs, the transparent powder drifted away, and Feng Juntian himself naturally held his breath and quietly fled.

Qingwen is miserable, and she is in a maze again, not sinking into stagnant water, but angry seas.

"Hurry, hurry up!" Xue Lan frantically pushed Qingwen away, blocking the flying flowers and leaves. The crystal petals of the ice and snow and the bright red new blood stimulated Qingwen's heart, and she suddenly burst out with countless memories.

The first time I met Xue Lan, I was already in the realm of a monk who built a foundation, although I couldn't go further in this life, I was already like I was about to die, and I ate and waited for death all day long, either gambling on spirit stones or drinking wine.

Once drunk, I was drunk and lying in the Rotten Pavilion, preparing to have that daydream, marrying the first fairy in the door, Luo Zhihua, but I never wanted to be woken up by her hurried knock on the door!

You know, in order to urge me to do my job, Senior Brother Ma didn't wake me up by shouting like killing a pig, and finally he was going to Yunyou, but he didn't expect to be called up by someone who didn't know where to beat.

I'm sorry, the old man is sleeping.

Knock! Knock!

No, get out of the way.

Knock knock!

It's annoying!

Qingwen opened the door violently, he thought about it, if this person is not serious, then he will get him to him! Don't you see the old man and the son sleeping?

But I saw a pear blossom with rain, and a poor weak girl stood at the door, sobbing quietly.

"Girl, you are so weak, can I cry for a long time if I punch him. Qingwen suddenly had this evil thought, but somehow, her mouth didn't close the door, she grunted, and said the evil thoughts in her heart.

The girl was already crying with tears, her whole body was twitching, and when she heard this, her eyes quickly filled with tears, and when she saw Qingwen's fierce face, she was about to cry。。。。。。

What kind of bastard are you talking about, Qingwen quickly squeezed out a "gentle" smile,

"Girl, don't cry yet, is there something wrong with coming to me?"

Xue Lan wanted to cry, but when she saw that the person in front of her became gloomy, she pulled out a weird laugh, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to cry.

"I, I'm looking for Brother Ma to save, save, save the dining utensils!" Poor Xue Lan almost couldn't speak.

"Oh, that's it, he just left, go east, you don't send it slowly!" Qingwen saw that the little girl finally didn't cry, and she wasn't looking for herself, so she thought about going back to have that spring and autumn dream, and there was everything in the dream!

As soon as Xue Lan heard the word Yunyou, her heart was half cold, and her tears were ticking like she didn't want money, and she was about to rain heavily.

Qingwen's head is big, ouch, since the Qingxu faction expanded its recruitment, what kind of immortal cultivators have been accepted here, I'm afraid that it will be accepted if it is not for the ability to practice qi.

"Girl, don't cry, I can't see you cry the most. If you have something to say, let's say okay, I can still eat you. Qingwen thought about persuasion, and gradually forgot the fact that she wanted to dream.

Hearing that someone was willing to comfort herself, all kinds of grievances in Xue Lan's heart broke out all at once!

"The old disciples are not used to us new disciples who came in after the door rules were changed, not only pushed all the chores to us, but also forced the Lingshi Linggu sent to us, and today they will occupy the dining utensils hall, and we are not allowed to refine the utensils and refine food, only Brother Ma is willing to help us, as soon as he leaves, this, what can I do!" Xue Lan dragged out all the unwillingness in the past few days like spraying rice.

"It's easy, hit, until it's served. "Qingwen, who has always been straightforward, doesn't have the heart to engage in those twists and turns, within the sect, strength is respected!

"I can't beat it. Xue Lan softly spit out her weakness.

。。。。。。

Also, this girl looks like she is in the Qi training period.

"So you're looking for Brother Ma?"

"Brother Ma, he helped us once half a year ago, and we didn't trouble his old man in everything, but, it's just that this time the dining hall really can't last!

"Got it, is it the leader of Chen Handong!"

"Yes, it's him, Brother Ma told you about it?"

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, lead the way!"

Xue Lan was still stunned for a moment, and suddenly reversed,

"Okay, okay, I'll lead the way!"

This is the dream bubble that started a lifetime.

Qingwen realized that she was not herself, and he and she were the protagonists of this story.

So, who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going。。。。。。

A star half fell, piercing the sky, and Luo meteor croaked and fell to the ground, not causing any trouble to his mother.

But the pursuers refused to let go.

In the ruined temple, blood splattered all over the ground, and it stands to reason that the newborn baby should be slapped and breathe the first breath from the world, but she didn't, just as she should have died with her eyes closed, but she was taken away with her eyes open.

The temple is too small to hold too many living people, but the river of blood can.

Luo Xiaorong's face was distorted, and the pain was abnormal, as if a cruel scene in the depths of her memory had become extremely vivid.

So, everything has an answer.

Why didn't Master let him call him Master, why did Daddy refuse to admit him, and why did Mother hate herself so much in private?

A full of lessons, endless practice, a father who rarely shows up, and a lady with a sleeve knife in it!

I unexpectedly, unexpectedly, admit revenge as a mother!

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