Fu Ruizhi, the cold and glamorous princess of the country of Kuo, suddenly came to the "Medical Dao Futian" medical hall for some reason, and now his medical Taoist holy hand Leng Ruozen is really unavoidable.

"Ruozen, why do you always avoid this princess? As far as you are concerned, is this princess the man-eating monster beast? Do you know that after the whereabouts of you are not heard, this princess listens to others about your later life, saying what happened to you, and how you lived. It turns out that the person who can't rest assured of you is me. The cold and noble princess Fu Ruizhi asked very curiously.

"Ruizhi, why wouldn't I be like this without your news! I'm afraid that when there are many people, you are not by my side, so I have to stay alone in the corner. I'm afraid that others will ask me coldly, how are you and Fu Ruizhi, the cold princess of the country, getting along? Have you gotten to the point of talking about marriage? If you put it in the past, I will bow my head from the bottom of my heart and protect you, without even complaining. However, how can I be good now?" said Leng Ruochan, the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao, helplessly.

"So, your Holy Hand of the Medical Dao Leng Ruochan began to hide, right! Leave all the old affection and sweetness between you and me behind? You said that you never told Princess Ben that you are not used to living alone. After leaving this princess, you said that you wanted this princess to have a good life, claiming that you were afraid of disturbing me who wanted to be free. However, without you, how much freedom does this princess have!" Fu Ruizhi cried with tears in her eyes.

"According to what you say, all the mistakes are all the faults, the mistakes of my medical and Taoist holy hands are cold and Zen! Tell me about you, it's all at this time, why do you still care, how others think of me, desperately explain, it's not my fault. Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist of his country, was killed by Leng Ruochan, the holy hand of my medical path, it is absolutely true!"

"Why? Why are you? You said you were leaving, but Princess Ben saw that you were sad and kept too much, but Princess Ben didn't say anything. Tell me, why are there so many swordsmen on this side, but it was your medical saint Leng Ruochan who killed my father?

"I know very well that your dignified princess will smile and let go, say okay not to cry, let me go alone, and your Lin Yunjue will start to avoid me. But why do you never say anything to me, and why are you not used to living alone?, and why are you so cruel to me?" Leng Ruochan said with tears streaming down his face.

"Your holy hand of medicine Leng Ruozen said, leaving this princess, "After the lord, I want this princess to live well, because I am afraid of disturbing me who wants to be free." What about Zifeiyu, Anzhiyu's joys, sorrows, and sorrows? Do you think that the brocade clothes and jade food under the eyes and ears of this princess are the days when this princess wants to live the most? For this princess, without you, it seems that the whole world is as silent and deserted. Do you know?" said Fu Ruizhi, sitting on the ground.

"How could I not know! You are a dignified princess of the kingdom, who was disguised and had nothing, but you are still cheering for my dream. How long have you been distressed, but you are still looking for a reason to wait for me. It's hard to disobey the way of heaven, and it is still difficult for you and me to come together after all. What's more, in the near future, you will die for me. I don't want you to die prematurely. "Leng Ruozen said the Mandate of Heaven in vain.

"Stop, stop, why don't you two stay here as your own home? and the chatter goes on and on, don't you? You should always know everything, sometimes you have a moment?" the patients complained one after another.

Jian Qing didn't know what it was like to be sad, so he had to stop his theory in time and drink a few sips of lemon throat tea to calm down.

"Yes, uncle, please come in!" the people on the opposite side of the medical hall came and went, and Han Lingqiu, a handyman at the inn, said with a smile on his face.

The heroic swordsman who entered the door at the right time is not the most proud Fu Yuanqiu in the world who is one of the ten people at the peak of the sword path today?

After Yang Wanlou and Huang Jiejia, Fu Yuan, who was the most proud of himself in the world, came to the Hongchen Inn, what did he want to toss?

In the rivers and lakes on this side, there are not many things, just the rules of the rivers and lakes!

If you go up and take a look, the interlaced lines are like mountains, and the difference is the same as the money. The money of the little summer money is bad, it is like the poor summer money that can fill a mountain cave mansion!

Now Fu Yuanqiu, who is the most proud of the Yuanying Realm Sword Cultivator's identity in the world, can really be said to be the worst one among the ten people at this peak. Here is not only about the realm of martial arts cultivation, but also about the grievances and hatreds of others.

As his name suggests, Fu Yuan's hatred, even if he is far away from the hatred and grievances of thousands of mountains and rivers, he also wants to fly the sword to end it carefully.

Therefore, there are countless enemies, and there are few people who don't care, and the most proud Fu Yuanqiu in the world is one of the ten people at the peak of swordsmanship.

"Alas, I said, Tenth Brother, now that she is the princess of the Kingdom of Fish, Fu Ruizhi, is coming to the Futian Medical Pavilion, why don't you join in the fun?" Yang Wanlou, who was invincible within three moves, snatched the wine jug and asked.

"Sixth brother, a pot of ordinary immortal brew, can't you even afford to drink it?

"Two younger brothers, there is such a Yaxing today, isn't it attracted by Fu Ruizhi, the princess of the cold and beautiful princess of the country?" Huang Jiejia, who borrowed the sword of 80,000 miles in Kyushu, snatched the sixth brother Yang Wanlou in his hand, and asked with a smile.

"Fourth brother, you are very unparticular about being like this, you don't slap people in the face, and you don't talk about people short. The two of us just have such a little leisure fun, and you still use it to make fun of and ridicule, this brother is really difficult to do!" Fu Yuanqiu said as he stretched out his hand to retrieve the immortal brew he had bought for a small summer penny.

"What's the matter? As a big brother, I can't afford to drink your wine? It's not like your usual style of ten brothers!" Huang Jiejia said as if it made sense to hide the wine jug in his arms.

"Big brother, it's the fourth brother, look at you haven't eaten a few bowls of spirits, you are talking such nonsense, are you really not afraid of the big brother whipping you?" Yang Wanlou asked as he chewed peanuts and grains.

The vultures that trampled the heavens, and the lion carp that danced against the pool, although these two never showed up, they were always by the brothers' side.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, the thunder rolled, the sky seemed to have thousands of horses galloping endlessly, and there seemed to be a dragon dancing in the deep pool of the reverse water not far away, causing the earth to shake the mountains endlessly.

"Look at the good things you've done! Fourth brother, you're in trouble again! I've told you countless times, play and play, make trouble, don't make fun of the eldest brother! It's good now, the eldest brother is angry and angry, and the innocent are harmed, you are not just as simple as falling into the realm. Why don't you hurry up and ask Leng Ruochan, the pavilion master of the Dao Futian, to soothe the sky, what are you still stunned?" Fu Yuanqiu smiled and persuaded the fourth brother.

At this point, the world is the most proud, and he will kill the dragon with his hands.