Hanaba held two strings of rock sugar hawthorn in his hand, and took a bite of a sweet and sour hawthorn, looking satisfied.

The fairy in the trench coat carried a pot of fine flower carvings in his hand, and poured it into his mouth in one gulp, looking intoxicated.

The old and the young, sitting on the big rock, were reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the shadows of one large and one small fell on the river behind them.

The happiness that some people have been pursuing, the ideal of a lifetime, may be as simple as that.

How much money do we have left, the trench coat fairy smacked his lips and took a mouthful of wine.

Hmm, the flowers and leaves chewed the rock sugar hawthorn, and the mouth was slurred, and there were about twenty, oh no, ten cents.

Shiwen: You little, why didn't you say it earlier?

You didn't ask me, Hanaye rolled her eyes.

There are ten cents left, so you didn't remind me of the five taels of silver and a pot of wine I bought just now. At night, I have to live in the City God Temple again.

In the blink of an eye, the sunset is on the west mountain, and the City God Temple is also a cold scene.

The moonlight sprinkled the earth, and a few cold lanterns dotted the cold night.

Hua Ye looked depressed, and only a dozen yuan was left after dinner, and I was afraid that I would be hungry again tomorrow.

The fairy in the trench coat still followed behind, carrying the only one-third of the Huadiao wine, swaying, but the amount of wine was indeed smaller than a mouthful, and a mouthful was less than a mouthful.

Finally, this pot of wine is really cherished, and I don't know when I will be able to drink such a mellow wine again.

Taste it carefully to know the taste of wine, hahaha. The old man was never depressed as long as he had wine.

Flower leaves pushed open the gate of the City God Temple, and a strong earthy smell came from the surface.

The windbreaker fairy had a red face, and walked into the City God Temple after the flowers and leaves.

Suddenly, the windbreaker's eyes widened, and the wine was half awake at once.

Hua Ye was also stunned, because there was actually a person in this City God Temple.

A plain white dress was covered with a layer of soil ash, and from the back, this person turned out to be a monk.

Standing there simply, it gave the temple a sense of tranquility and serenity.

Just a back gives people a feeling of wanting to get closer, not wanting to be a stranger, more like an old friend who hasn't seen each other for many years.

Sensing the entry of the old and the young, he slowly turned around.

The front of a plain white robe was soaked with half of the body's blood, and he was doing it with one hand, and he was old-timer.

This plain white-robed monk is impressively unphased.

Looking at the windbreaker fairy again, he was already behind him with the wine jug in both hands, and he regained the appearance of a fairy wind bone.

If you don't look at the camel red on your face, you really have the appearance of a senior.

The little monk has also grown up.

Smile and be noncommittal.

Hua Ye was stunned, because he saw that the monk's trembling hand was falling downward, and a trace of blood was falling downward.

The monk was apparently badly wounded.

If a person is in a situation of life and death, but can still talk and laugh, as if nothing happened, what kind of bearing does this need?

The windbreaker fairy also turned into a solemn face.

Thousand Illusion Star Chasing Crossbow, you have won the Thousand Illusion Star Chasing Crossbow.

Thousands of miles into the moon, thousands of miles chasing stars, arrows out, people die, no one can avoid it.

The corners of Wuxiang's mouth were still smiling.

There is no joy in life, and there is no fear in death.

With a flip of his hand, he lifted the placket of his clothes.

A delicate black short arrow has already entered this white robe.

Blood slowly oozed from the wound and slowly spread throughout the body.

Those who have been hit by the Thousand Illusions Star Chasing Crossbow will not survive in their lives. DID YOU KNOW.

The little monk still knows this.

The windbreaker fairy had a solemn face and opened the box that Hua Ye was carrying.

If you believe the old man, it is better to let the old man try.

Wuxiang stared at the windbreaker fairy for a long time, okay, the life of the little monk was handed over to the seniors.

Hold the thin strip slowly in your hand, and turn the world with a needle and a hole.

The windbreaker fairy held three silver needles, and his eyes burst with a dazzling light.

After many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, this unique trauma is a difficult problem and a challenge for doctors.

I still gave the Huadiao wine in my hand to Wuxiang, if I wasn't afraid that you would die of pain, I would have cheapened your little bald donkey.

Wuxiang was stunned, it was the first time he heard such words popping out of the mouth of the so-called seniors.

Looking at the less than half of the wine left in his hand, the people in the Buddhist sect have pure hearts and few desires, and have never touched this thing of wine and meat.

Suddenly, he smiled at the sky, picked up the flask, and drank it all.

The first time I drank this thing from the rivers and lakes, the spicy wine choked the famous monk who resounded all over the world and coughed.

It was like a flame swallowed in his stomach, burning his body from the inside out.

The wine was even more bloody, and he directly coughed up a few mouthfuls of dark red blood.

The original form of gold is also the way to help the evil and the right.

The short and long water also has the opportunity to condense and open stagnation.

The thorn is like a wood, either evil or good. Oblique thorns, can be curved, can be straight, can be oblique, can be positive, and the area of Jumu is straight.

Changed hands and pulled out three silver needles.

The mouth is hidden than fire, and the sun is replenished.

Follow the machine and plug it, like soil.

Flatten the cold and heat of the five organs, and adjust the emptiness and reality of the six elephants.

Changing hands is three silver needles in the hand, ruler Ze, the hole is the most, the column is missing, all are inserted into an inch and six minutes.

The method of watching the husband and nine needles, the milli needle is the slightest, the seven stars can respond, and the needles are presiding.

The medical skills of this windbreaker fairy are really perfect.

Who would have thought that this charlatan country man would have such a skilled medical skill.

Looking at the world with the mouth and the eye, the silver needle determines the world.

The delicate little arrow was slowly taken out........

There was no word all night, the pain was piercing, and the eyes were slightly closed, but there was no moan.

A ray of morning light slowly shone into the old ruined temple.

A string of crystal saliva slowly flowed down the cheeks of the flower leaves, and oops, suddenly a wit, the flowers and leaves were dragged back to reality from Zhou Gong's place.

Rubbing his eyes, the dilapidated statue of the land lord came into view.

While thinking about the sweet and sour rock sugar gourd in the dream just now, he looked around.

Seeing that the windbreaker fairy was lying in a big character without any image, the corners of his mouth also left a string of crystal flashes.

It also made a snoring sound like a piglet.

What about the monk yesterday? After looking around the entire Chenghuang Temple for a week, there was only one wind-clothed fairy who kept humming, and from time to time he made the sound of grinding his teeth.

Suddenly, I saw a note and a small package left in the backpack of the windbreaker fairy.

The predecessors pillow in the wind and snow, wandering the world. My heart is fascinated, my heart yearns for it, but I have important things to do, and I can't walk with my predecessors. The grace of saving lives is unforgettable. This book Xueyue is handed over to the seniors for safekeeping, and don't go through the slightest rumor. Otherwise, it will be difficult to save his life, and it will cause an uproar on the rivers and lakes, and then the rivers and lakes will be in danger, and the people will be in danger. The monks do not worship each other

One stroke down, tough and beautiful, if the horse takes off the dust and goes away, like a dragon flying colorful dance, like a big river waves, like a small bridge and flowing water, this monk is indeed a party calligraphy everyone.

Hua Ye curiously opened the package, and what caught her eye was a layer of gold and silver.

Why is this monk so rich, Hua Ye muttered in his heart.

Peeling aside a layer of scattered silver and gold, there was a book at the bottom.

It turned out to be a dark red book.

How can a book turn dark red.

This book is stained with the blood of countless people.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, swords, guns and halberds, I am afraid that it is the bloody storm set off by this book.

The flowers and leaves can actually feel the blood stains that swallow the blue sky and white sun.

The spirit shuddered, just one back, the evil aura of this book was terrifying.

Hanaba didn't have the courage to touch it again, or even look at him again.

This book is like an abyss.

For those who aspire to glory and wealth, it is the abyss of wealth.

For those who aspire to power, it is the supreme kingship.

Open it and you will have the power to access it all.

Like a demon with open hands.

What you want, exchange your soul for, this is the power of desire that devours everything.

Anything you want, in this abyss, you can see it, even within reach.

It's a pity that it met the flowers.

Because all he wants is a string of two-penny rock sugar gourds.

Perhaps not joining the WTO is the biggest birth.

But now in Hanaba's eyes, this book brings tremors from the soul.

He couldn't even lift any strength in his body.

The tide of pressure came and went.

This is not a nightmare in the middle of the night, this is the devil of the day.

A pair of hands gently closed the baggage.

The pressure cleared suddenly, the flowers and leaves breathed heavily, and the cold sweat soaked through the whole body unconsciously.

I don't know when, the fairy in the trench coat has woken up, his hands pressed on the package, and his face is not inferior to the solemnity of last night.

It's rare to have a pure heart, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, and I muttered something to myself.

The old man has already taken a hexagram, and this trip to Nanzhou is signed. Pack your clothes and head north.

The flowers and leaves slowly woke up from their fear, as if they were in another world.

Some people are destined to have extraordinary talents, and some people are destined to be good people.

Some people are destined to do bad things, and some are destined to be responsible.

With thieves, there is an official government.

With ministers, there are eunuchs.

The cycle of heaven is endless, and it is destined to be so.

Desire is the root of human nature, and it is something forward, no wonder about good and evil, no wonder about life and death.

In people's ideal realm, good will triumph over evil.

But in the actual world, the rampant evil is often hidden in the night.

In fact, there is no need to worry, the appearance of any thing, the thing that accompanies it, and can sanction it, will inevitably appear with it, not far away.

It is often the greater evil that is defeated over evil.