Thundered!

I don't know how long the sky has been calm, and it suddenly brightens up for a moment. A mountain of silver lightning rushed down from the nine heavens, and how many snowflakes turned invisible in an instant, even if there was not a trace of water vapor left.

A figure fell from the Nine Heavens, falling straight out of the single and double field of vision on the wilderness, and in the fluttering snowflakes, some difficult, crumbling heavy trampling on the void.

Glancing bitterly at the Nine Heavens, the Five Peaks Ancestor let out a long sigh, chose the right direction, and galloped away.

A trace of blood is mixed with the white snowflakes, and the red snowflakes are particularly eye-catching even in the flying sky.

Shan Shuang's eyes followed the old man all the way away, and then he continued to stare at the sky, and the letter seemed to make Shan Shuang have to believe it more and more.

In some panic, Shan Shuang punched again, step by step, not to mention any prestige, but fortunately, he was close to the word Wang Ba safely.

The snow kept falling, and it didn't stop, and Shan Shuang punched in the courtyard for a night, punch, punch after punch.

If Lu Baiming was still in the courtyard, he would inevitably find that every time he got off his feet, he was actually in one place.

After a night of boxing, there were only seven footprints on the neat snow, not a single bit, not a single bit.

It's just that no matter how stable the fist is, it can't change the person who fell from the sky. Dressed in green clothes, most of them are tattered, with long hair dancing wildly, and there is no elegant temperament.

Without waiting for a single or double sound, there was a roar above the nine heavens, like the ancient bull in the mythical story, a huge mountain of Dharma seal palm fell from the sky, and pressed the green clothes heavily in the direction of Donkey Mountain.

As far as everyone could see, the man was dressed in armor as black as ink, and there was a bronze throne behind him, but it was misty and emitted purple light, which made it impossible to see through.

Only the broken horns on the throne, and the scarlet blood flowing from the corners of the man's mouth, made people understand that he didn't seem to be invincible.

The man looked around, and suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, as if he had discovered something irreparable.

So, his eyes suddenly froze, and he punched down, and it was actually the shabby courtyard of Shan Shuang.

The strong wind alone made Shan Shuang's foothold unstable, and when he fell east and west, his eyes became more and more sonorous, and when he raised his hand, his crotch step was a punch in his waist.

It's just that the punch didn't come to fruition, it couldn't be considered a fist, and before the single and double were handed out, the wind and snow had already made him take off, and he fell heavily on the door panel, with a splitting headache.

Countless snowflakes obscured his vision, and he wanted to get up, because the man was the enemy of the gentleman.

There was a light sword roar, and it turned out to be a bronze long sword that was held in both hands, but the man's fist was even stronger.

In the end, it was the man who smiled like a warm sun and a spring breeze like a spring breeze, and the man's punch also dissipated invisibly behind the man, and countless winds and snows were clear in the eyes of the single and shuang.

The man took a deep look at the gentleman, and then couldn't help but look at Donkey Mountain.

The gentleman knew what the man was thinking, so he said, "Zigong is indeed out of Tianwen Mountain, but you also know the old man's temper." Without a word from his old man, no one would dare to destroy the paperboard. ”

The man sat back on the throne, and the eyes of the world made many people on the earth anxious.

The man was silent for a moment and said, "When did the rules of Tianwen Mountain outweigh the rules of the world?"

The gentleman smiled, "It's me who challenged you, Zigong doesn't have that qualification for the time being, right?"

The man glanced at the northwest, but after all, he could only snort lightly, the throne soared, and said angrily, "Tianwen Mountain, it's really a big card." ”

Seeing the man disappear into the sky, his eyes followed the person in front of him, and he said, Teacher.

Chen Jingyi nodded, glanced at the footprints on the ground, and was very pleased, but still pretended to be serious, "These days, have the etiquette been neglected?

Shan Shuang hurriedly replied, "Learn boxing every morning, tell books at noon, and learn to read books at night, without delay." ”

After speaking, I felt that something was wrong, so I said, "A few days ago, I was lazy for a day, Heiwa always didn't clean up the house, and I was afraid that he would come back and have no place to live." ”

Then the gentleman said, "Very well." ”

When I went back to the house, I brought a bowl of clear soup to Mr. Shan Shuang, and Mr. didn't mean to drink it.

There is only a single and double chatter in the house, and I dare not tell my mother-in-law about the black baby and the girl, and I don't have these fears for my husband.

Of course, there are also worries about Lu Baiming, which are also things that have never been forgotten.

Mr. didn't order anything, just looked at Shan Shuang, and smiled after a while, "Shan Shuang, how about returning the book to the teacher at the end?"

Sitting on the other side of the small table with one and two ends, the wind in the room was always so strong, it stabbed the eyes, and the tears couldn't help but fall.

When I entered the room, I knew that Mr. was the last to see him, and Mr. couldn't hold his hand, as if it were illusory.

The gentleman wanted to raise his head and touch the little head in front of him, but as soon as he lifted it, he could only let it go, and he didn't do anything that only added to the sadness.

Shan Shuang secretly wiped a few drops of cat urine, and said softly, "I wrote a little story myself, do you want to hear it, teacher?"

Chen Jingyi laughed again, "Then the teacher should listen carefully and see how good the teacher is?"

Shan Shuang took out the board from his arms, slapped it on the table, opened the fan again, and told the story of a gentleman in white.

Sir, the smile is like the warm sun, and the Confucianism is like the spring breeze.

Sir, make a fire in the night and light the lamp for the dawn.

Sir, dare to be the first in the world and set things right.

......

may feel that the teacher's body is becoming more and more transparent, and the speed of speech can be fast and fast, and the tears begin to disobey again.

So when the story came to an abrupt end when Mr. ascended to the sky, Shan and Shuang never said a word again.

Chen Jingyi listened with relish, and suddenly stopped, and could really feel the guests' ears and cheeks.

Chen Jingyi said with a smile, "After today, the story will have an ending, is it a happy event?"

Shan Shuang didn't dare to look directly at the teacher, for fear that the teacher would say that it was useless.

Chen Jingyi still wanted to say more, but it could be seen that she had lost half of her body, so she could only sigh in her heart and say, "Have you ever read the letter I gave you?"

Shan Shuang nodded hurriedly, and the appearance of the chicken pecking at the rice made Chen Jingyi a little happier.

"You have to do everything in the letter, and don't forget about your uncle. ”

Shan Shuang nodded to himself, and the gentleman glanced at the northwest and said, "If the old man asks, he will say that Jingyi is incompetent and can't help his old man." ”

Shan Shuang raised his head and said firmly, "If the master is here, he will definitely be proud of the teacher." ”

Chen Jingyi laughed and said, "So good, so best." ”

"There is one more thing, the teacher promised others, and now, it can only be handed over to you. ”

Chen Jingyi stretched out her hand, and a small golden dragon swam between her fingers.

"This is a small dragon bred by the dragon predecessor before his death, but unfortunately time does not wait, the war has started, only such a dragon spirit can be left, this time it will be transferred to me, and I also promise her to send it to the dragon pool. It's just that now, it's up to you, can you do it?"

Shan Shuang took Xiaolong and bowed solemnly to the teacher, "Teacher, rest assured, as long as I live, I will definitely do it." ”

The teacher smiled knowingly, "In my eyes, it is more important that you live." ”

Tears came to the eyes, kowtowed, and then looked up, Mr. was smiling, shattering the dream shadow, goodbye invisible.

Just like the foam in the water, like the spring breeze.

In the world, there is no smile like the warm sun Chen Jingyi, and Confucianism is like the spring breeze Mr. Chen.

The wind and snow are getting bigger, and the sky and the earth are white. It covers the mountains and rivers, but it can't stop the ripples of people's hearts.

The lively Dilong Ditch was blown away in an instant. For a while, the snow white on the mat just now was a stroke in countless paintings along the way.

It's just that in the hurry, the gentleman in white is always in his heart, and the bloody throne has also been remembered.

In this way, the gentleman is done.

In the world, where is there any invincible, who dares to say that he is invincible?

A hill and an autumn, a bowl of blue streams and a jade tree.

The end of the smoke!

A black man stood on top of the white bones, and when he raised his eyes, it was not snow, but it was like snow.

It's just a quiet Ning person in the snow, and the demon wind is everywhere.

Beside the black man, there is also a half master of Yuxi Yantai, who is said to be half, it is because he is still young and cannot be the real head of the house.

Xu Yushu, it is a great honor to be accompanied by this woman in Yuxi Mountain.

Yushu, Yushu, Yushu is in the wind, thinking that the head of the Xu family is using his heart, and there is no way.

I heard that the head of the Xu family is also an infatuated person, and his wife will not marry a wife when he dies, so naturally he will not have a child, but he is also worthy of the name of infatuation.

The word Yushu, with a little heart, you can see the mind of the head of the Xu family.

It's just that now this half of the master is in his own territory, his face is a little pale as paper, and his expression is full of fear.

Fortunately, Yang Wenyun stood in front of him, isolating the crazy demons dancing around, the lonely graves and wild ghosts that he could see, and the countless resentful demons.

Yang Wenyun looked at the black baby who was like a fish in water on this bone ground, and looked a little excited, but with this girl beside him, he could only keep a straight face, "If you really want to follow, just stand in front." If this needs to be supported by my old arms and legs, you don't need to go with him to the outer world. ”

Xu Yushu's expression changed for a while, and he finally took a step, not to mention standing in front of Yang Wenyun, it was on one side, which was also excellent.

It's just that these demons like fairy energy the most, and without Yang Wenyun, suddenly, several black smoke came straight to him.

Only when you get close can you see the grimaces in the smoke, or they are white, or bloody, or laughing, or cold as frost.

Xu Yushu's breath was sluggish, and he raised his hand to cover it, but it was calm.

Put it down, it turned out that the black man didn't know when he walked out of the end of the smoke, and when he stood in front of Xu Yushu, it was the surrender of ten thousand ghosts.

Heiwa stared at Xu Yushu, for some reason, every time she stared at these eyes, Xu Yushu always felt panicked in her heart.

This black man is obviously a mud-legged man who came out of the Dilong Ditch, but in the next moment, he seems to be a high-minded and penetrating imperial king.

Especially without singles and doubles, the domineering is even more ruthless.

Perhaps, only in front of Shan Shuang, this black man is a little out of tune.

Heiwa took out a copper coin, shook his hand and threw it into the depths of Yantai, didn't look at Xu Yushu's reaction, just said, "I can see the copper coin tomorrow, so I will accept you as a maidservant." ”

With that, he walked towards the exit of this hellish place. Yang Wenyun wanted to speak, but was glared back by Heiwa, "Dead old man, you haven't settled the account with you yet." ”

Yang Wenyun sighed and complained, "It's already very good that there can be such evil qi in the world. ”

It's just that Heiwa pretended not to hear it, and Yang Wenyun's grievances can only be grievances after all.

As for the little girl, Yang Wenyun was somewhat distressed. Not everyone can go to the depths of the beacon smoke.

Looking at the backs of the two, Xu Yushu gritted his teeth again and again, the figure in his mind flashed, and finally turned around, and in the hissing of the wild ghost, he went straight to the direction of the copper coin.

Yuxi Mountain, the forbidden place of the back mountain, is actually a beautiful place.

A mountain and a mountain are high, looking at the side of the ridge into a peak, how many poets leave a pen name in this place, mention a poem.

Among them, there are not a few who have been passed down for centuries.

In the depths of Yuxi Mountain, at the exit of the forbidden land, there is a jade tree that I can't remember the year, the jade tree is not high, but it is very lush and beautiful.

The jade tree blooms once in three years, and the petals are all white, such as milk jade, like the osmanthus, and better than the osmanthus.

There have been thousands of miles of fragrance, and there is more than a hundred miles of fragrance.

It's just that it's not time yet, and I have to say that it's a pity.

There was a poet under the tree, dressed in white, but not a scholar.

Seeing the black man walking out, the poet bowed his head, "Can it be in line with the Venerable's wishes?"

Heiwa didn't answer, just glanced at the jade tree, "If you can give me this jade tree, it can be regarded as a good fate." ”

The poet could only cry and laugh, "If it were mine, it would be easy to say." It's just that this Yantai has no Yushu, and it is not only this Yuxi Mountain Group that has suffered. ”

Heiwa waved her hand and said, "Just kidding you, if you want to send it, I'm too lazy to move it." ”

That being said, Heiwa's eyes swirled on the jade tree. If it weren't for the fact that it really can't be moved at the moment, it must be a way to carry it away.

The poet naturally took all this into his eyes, and had already decided to stay in Yushu for half a step in the near future, and to retreat here for a period of time.

Thundered!

There was a thunderclap, whether it was a poet or a black baby, they all looked over.

After a moment of silence, the poet couldn't help but sigh, "The fate of the hidden continent is heavenly, and it will not be broken for ten thousand years after all." ”

Heiwa snorted lightly and said disdainfully, "It's just those Confucian scholars who can obviously rely on their fists to reason, so why bother?"

The poet stopped talking for a while, Confucian learning, the emphasis in it, not to mention that he is not a scholar, even if he is a scholar, he does not dare to speak.

Heiwa looked at the direction of Dilonggou and was worried in her heart. Maybe that guy doesn't know how many people in the world can there be in the world who is worth looking back at his black baby?

Yang Wenyun also took a look, but when he saw that Heiwa had no intention of glancing at it, he yawned and went to the bottom of the jade tree.

It's not that he also covets the jade tree, and he has a fancy for a mountain rock under the jade tree.

The mountain stone itself, on this Yuxi Mountain, is not a treasure, but on the mountain stone, there are a lot of poems and texts carved on it, which is lovely.

One of them, infinite mountains and rivers tears, who said that the world is wide, made this lame old man think deeply.

I silently recited a sentence in my heart, "Confidant, confidant!"

Heiwa didn't pay attention to Yang Wenyun, but she was worried in her heart, and she was impetuous, so she said, "I asked you to find out, but have you found out." ”

The poet didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said, "The people below have found out." is the third master of the plum blossom village, and it can be regarded as a little famous. ”

The murderous intent in Heiwa's eyes suddenly rose, and at that moment, the poet was terrified, and his back was cold.

"Lead the way!

Heiwa pulled her legs and left, and glanced at Yang Wenyun again.

Yang Wenyun waved his hand, "I won't go." Sect Master Xu, I want to borrow and borrow the Douxing Pavilion, is it feasible?"

The poet nodded to himself, "Sir is for his own use." ”

Yuxi Mountain, in addition to the well-known and praised Yushu Yantai, Douxing Pavilion is the true heritage of the Xu family's generations.

If Yuxi Yushu is the Duke of the Xu family, Douxing Pavilion is the private matter of the Xu family, and Yang Wenyun used the previous excuse.

Heiwa doesn't care about these things, if it was two months ago, Yang Wenyun really had to follow. It's just that now, a plum blossom village that can't be ranked in the eight sects, that's it, that's it.

What's more, there is also a Douxing Pavilion Master, one of the Eight Sects, the head of the Xu family, or Xu Jian Xian, who is on the side.

I saw that Xu Jianxian would point to the sword, and then turned into a flying sword, and after asking Heiwa to board the flying sword, the poet followed and went straight to Meihuazhuang.

Plum blossom village, also known as plum garden. The yard is not small, and it can fit two mountains.

A green sandalwood, a tiger might!

In the garden, plum blossoms are everywhere, but it is also a good beauty.

Although it is not one of the eight famous sects in Youzhou, it is so big, in addition to the territory of the eight sects, there is also a big cake.

Meihua Village is not weak, in recent years, the road luck is good, there are many celebrities. Therefore, there is more momentum.

It's just that recently, Meihuazhuang is low-key. The reason is that because the ancestor of Wufeng and Huifeng swept the next three sects, and with them, they also got rid of several famous sects with not very good reputations.

Fortunately, in Meihuazhuang, it is not a heinous thing. But if you really want to say that you are innocent, you can't talk about it.

Today, Meihuazhuang still has not escaped the disaster.

The sword fairy came to the door, but he didn't say hello. When the owner of the plum blossom village arrived, the black man was already carrying a dead body.

The dead body, the owner of Meihuazhuang knows himself, and it is one of the three major stewards of Meihuazhuang, Sun Liang. The disciple of Meihuazhuang is also often called, the third master!

Guo Xu stepped forward, bowed his head, and asked, "Xu Jianxian, I don't know where Sun Liang provoked your faction?

Without waiting for Xu Jianxian to speak, Heiwa glanced over, "What's the matter, if you raise a head spirit, you can reason with me?"

For a while, Guo Xu's face changed greatly. Behind him, a woman dressed in plum blossoms came out, the woman smiled, but it made the courtyard a little brighter, "Mr. said with a smile, although I am from a strange background, I am also a reasonable person, Sun Liang's trip..."

Heiwa was a little impatient, and waved her hand to interrupt the woman's words, "You don't need to say more, in fact, I prefer your spirits, and it makes sense that your fists are big." ”

Guo Xu finally had a trace of anger on his face, staring at Xu Jianxian and said, "Sect Master Xu also means this?"

What really makes Guo Xu jealous is always this great sword immortal!