Why are you so tough? I don't want to argue anymore. Drink, drink happily, this character is really similar, the same strong.

Temple, Master, why do I always think of the dead, I can't even forget it, I spend more than half of my time now remembering my mother who has passed away.

There is still a lot to face.

How to face it, every day I miss the people who have passed away.

Zong Xian's eyes were red as he spoke.

The biological mother is long gone, and the spirits in heaven do not want to see you like this.

Since I was a child, I would think about it every day, I would think about why she was so short-lived, only a few years with me, I knew that people would die after all, but I would still think of her, and I would think about why she didn't stay with me for a few more years, even if it was a few days.

How is your father in your heart.

The night is not young, the huqin is loud, how much truth is played out in a song, the house is full of popularity, people gather in the moon, I seem to be an outsider.

That's what you think in your own heart.

Is it.

The abbot comforted the young man in front of him.

There are a lot of questions, a lot of confusion, gradually these questions, confusion has been worn by the years have become accustomed to, doubts, confusion does not seem to have appeared, only spectators remain, gradually this cold bystander seems to be gone, everything seems to be frozen, the flower I planted, watered with blood, who said that the end is the end, there is no end, everything will never be sublimated, degenerate, eighteen layers of hell, or a nose hell, whatever, not to say that God saves the common people, why don't you see him to save the despair of the world, three hundred and sixty-five days and nights, how many days, can not be forgotten。

The south wind blows through the plains, how should the blood-dripping flowers bloom, one flower blooms five leaves, how many leaves should you plant?

Zong Xian let go of the master in front of him.

There are no leaves.

Tianbo Mansion, Yang Hong looked at a flower, there was bright red blood on the stamens of the flower, and the blood on the flowers and leaves was like a root flowing, and the flowers watered with blood were in stark contrast with other flowers.

It's open, how can it be opened, how can it be opened, do you want him to go to hell, you also come to join in the fun, it's not lively enough, you just open it, is this fair to him, how can you open it, I even hope that you can die, why don't you die, it's all out of water, why don't you die, this is the world you want to see, you are not the flower of this mortal world at all, you have to take him to hell to give up, you shouldn't come here.

Yang Hong threw a torch and wanted to ignite these many strange flowers, but there was nothing wrong with the flowers, Yang Hong uprooted the flowers on the ground, but found that he couldn't pull them out.

The fiery red color of the flowers, set off by the eye-catching green rhizomes, stands proudly among the flowers.

You shouldn't be underground, don't wait for people on Huangquan Road, why are you here, it's because he watered you with blood, and it wasn't you who planted before.

Yang Hong muttered to himself at the flower.

Don't blame me except for you.

In the courtyard, have you heard of it, there is a monster.

What a demon, nonsense.

Old lady.

What did you just say.

Don't hurry up with my grandma.

There was a flower in the garden that had never been seen before, and as soon as it bloomed, all the flowers around it withered.

That's it, you don't know that flowers don't have a hundred days of redness.

The flower looked blood-red, blood-red.

The roses are still blood-red.

Then we went down.

Hall, Fifth Master.

Yang Hong, you have something.

Fifth Master, let's take a look with me.

Also for the flowers in the garden.

The fifth master moved, I am so old that I can't even pull out the flowers.

Well, I'd like to see what this crazy monster looks like.

In the garden, the flowers are wilting, a flower stands proudly and among the flowers, it is very conspicuous, the blood-red eyes, and the green rhizome stand proudly in the posture is very conspicuous.

Pluck all the flowers out for me.

Old five, you are.

I'd like to see what kind of flower it is.

Mu Guiying noticed that the surrounding trees had withered.

In a short time, the people eradicated the withered flowers and trees, and only the many strange flowers remained.

The blood on the leaves of the flower flowed like roots, and there were traces of blood on the stamens.

Everyone stepped forward to take a look, and the demonic state was just eradicated.

Don't touch it.

Yang Wulang was taken aback when he saw it, the flower was exactly what the Buddhist scriptures said and painted, and Yang Wulang was taken aback.

Fifth uncle, what kind of flower is this.

Fifth master, the Taoist priest invited by the old lady has arrived.

Please.

The antechamber, the old lady.

The Taoist helped us take a look.

Okay, I'll look at the old lady's face and see this monster.

The garden was empty, there was only one Taoist priest and two boys, no.

Something is wrong.

The old lady has forgotten anyone.

Have it.

I think there is one missing, there must be one missing, I can only see the back of this person, it is a young man, or a young man, it is definitely not Zongbao.

She Taijun remembered Zong Xian, the Taoist master was clever.

Birthday.

Sixth.

Yang Yanzhao casually said Yang Zongbao's birthday.

Father, you are talking about mine.

Yang Yanzhao couldn't think of it for a while.

Yang Hong sighed and said Zong Xian's birthday.

The Taoist priest closed his eyes and calculated, and there were words in his mouth.

How is that possible, it's strange.

Where is the Taoist strange.

The Taoist priest muttered in his heart, this person was born with a different person on his birthday, and died with a different ghost.

Governor.

Anyway, looking at the old lady's face, I was fighting in Bugang at night.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

Mother, can you do it?

This Taoist priest is very accurate.

The Taoist peach wood sword in his hand, first read the proclamation, burned incense and prayed, heard clearly under the steps, the sky was full of stars, suddenly a gust of wind blew, the sky was dark and the shore was dark, there was no star, the god on duty, not coming at this time, and when to wait.

A gust of wind blew, the Taoist priest seemed to be talking to someone, three gusts of wind blew the Taoist priest's eyes and fixed his eyes, this look was not tight, and the three souls were so frightened that two and a half souls were gone, and they were about to run.

What's wrong with the Taoist chief?

In your family, there is such a person who knows that there is, and he still comes to me.

Don't be angry.

I swore that I didn't want this money for you, but I left quickly.

That's how you save people.

I'll talk about that later.

The Taoist priest hurriedly walked out after speaking.