The two factions of the good and the devil are clearly distinguished, the nine-horse-drawn cart is rampant in the middle, the horse's hooves are rumbling and powerful, the horses are tall and long-maned, and the dust is flying under the gallop.

The atmosphere in the wheel is quiet, they are all first-class masters, close their eyes and stare at the peak, try to make their own state reach the peak, and at the beginning of the treasure hunt, I am afraid that a vicious fight is indispensable.

Zhu Lingwan sat next to Fu Jingnian, her head rested lightly on her shoulder, her surname was Xijing, there was no one in the stone room before, and there was still something to talk to Fu Jingnian, now the car full of people are pranayama, Zhu Lingwan naturally can't speak, she turned her head slightly, watching the land wilderness fly by with the advance of the carriage, and suddenly thought, in fact, relying on Fu Jingnian like this, it is quiet and quiet, and it is also very good.

Fu Jingnian's eyes were slightly blind, his face was calm, the three thunder spears were across his knees, and his right hand gently stroked Zhu Lingwan's hanging hair back and forth.

The four bald men carried the red-topped sedan chair, the speed was not bad at all, the pace was like flying, striding meteors, the person inside let go of the curtain of the car, and his mind was still reminiscing about the name that Yang Xiao said before.

"Fu Jingnian. The young master of the Demon Sect with the Rakshasa mask reached out and poured a glass of sake, gently pulled away the corner of the mask on the side of his mouth, and then raised his head and drank it down

Lei Chi 100 miles, the land is scorched black and barren, three classes of people and horses have arrived on the other side, a beautiful and beautiful magic hall is entrenched in front, the magic hall is pitch black, one by one iron thorns rush up suddenly, as if the molten iron is poured, a huge horizontal plaque is printed at the top of the front, and the three words of the big demon palace are written on it.

Fu Jingnian squinted his eyes, picked Zhu Lingwan on his back, lifted a three-zhang thunder spear diagonally, and then Bai Qingfeng got out of the carriage.

That Wang Ming stretched out his hands to the main hall and laughed: "The Great Demon Palace, Wang is here." ”

As he was talking, he saw that the two steps of the righteous and demonic did not stop at all, and he walked inward without a hoof, but the place in the middle was invisibly a little farther away.

The two people looked cautious, staring at each other intently, the more they reached the last moment, the easier it was to capsize in the gutter.

The two sides had their own ghosts, and walked slowly inside, but they didn't encounter any danger.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hurry up and enter the temple with the old man, if you go late, I am afraid that there will be no scraps left. Bai Qingfeng took the lead and walked out, and after a few steps, he turned around and said.

Everyone nodded, and followed in one step.

The hall is cold, the stone ridges are hung upside down on the top, and the big water droplets formed by the dampness drip from the tip of the stone, just like the big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, making a continuous ticking sound.

The Great Demon Hall is not big, but it is extremely deep, and after walking for a while, he didn't see his head, Yin Xuesong's brows became more and more furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't take it lightly, you colleagues, it's not easy here." ”

"Tick. A drop of water finally dripped from the tip of the stone, and as soon as Yin Xuesong's words fell, suddenly a black wind rose and blew from the depths of the main hall.

Before everyone could react, they fell in the wind, and in less than a few breaths, it blew in front of Fu Jingnian, Fu Jingnian's eyes flashed with thunder, and in an instant he knew that he would never be able to escape, so Suo grabbed the spear tightly, took Zhu Lingwan with both hands, and held him in his arms.

In a few breaths, more than a dozen people in the audience fell to the ground, but from the still even and strong breathing, it is not difficult to see that these people are not dead.

And in this silence, a three-zhang spear flashed away, swallowing the black wind into the body.

After a few breaths, the spear light subsided

There are less than 100 households in Xiangjia Zhuangzi, and the simple yellow mud or thatched houses are built on the mountainside, with the mountain behind them, and the face is still the mountain, there is a small stream flowing at the foot of the mountain, and the peach blossoms bloom for ten miles on the country road.

Xiangjiazhuang has not been out of talent, the show of talent has never been out of one, not to mention the majestic official, has been bullied by several villages in the next mountain, every summer rice field to grab water, indispensable to be angry, only dare to go in the middle of the night to secretly cut the small dam used by the people of the neighboring village to intercept water, into their own fields.

As the name suggests, most of Xiangjiazhuang are surnamed, because the man marries a daughter-in-law, can only be found in his own village, the beautiful name is said that the fertilizer water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, unlike a few villages next door, every year there are outsiders' daughters-in-law to marry in. The father and mother of the second egg are all surnamed Xiang, and a pair of in-laws are at the end of the stream where the stream hangs at the bottom of the mountain, but they eat and walk while serving a bowl of rice, and they can't eat half a bowl and they are strung to the door.

There is a cottage village school in the town, which does not belong to the clan school, I heard that it was opened by a rich old man from a big place, and the old man did not want to make money to open a private school, if you want to hear it, you can move a small bench yourself.

Erdan's family is poor, he should be like most of the teenagers in the village, and he follows his father and mother to farm and herd cattle, but he loves to read very much, every time he catches the market, his real name is Xiang Qianren, and the second egg will take the ox cart of Uncle Wang in the village to squat outside the window and listen to Mr. Teach, the old man who doesn't know whether he has a reputation or not is teaching is just to recognize some easy to popularize words, which is not unusual, there has never been an amazing word, it should be just a rotten Confucian with rough and ink, not to mention the strong accent of the foreign country, so that the children who enter the school are very unaccustomed.

Xu is a thousand talented and intelligent, this rich man in the year of the sixtieth year somehow fell in love with the second egg, not only deliberately put a small bench outside the window, but also intentionally or unintentionally taught the child many Confucian introductory etiquette such as walking with his hands and walking audio-visual, since he did not ask the second Dan's father for a gift, he did not let the child bow to the entrance ceremony.

On a small road in the town, a middle-aged knight with sackcloth stains on his back carried a spear, walked in front and sang loudly, and more than a dozen stubborn children kept chasing after him, the middle-aged knight turned a deaf ear, did not care, let go of his own stride, and in a blink of an eye he had walked from the street to the end of the street. The naughty children could not keep up with him, and gradually they were thrown away by him.

At this moment, the sunset was falling, and Xiang Qianren, who had just left the school, happened to pass by this small street.

This young man with a sallow face and a little bit of a soothing look was too lazy to keep up. But when the middle-aged knight and Xiang Qianren staggered by, he stared at the middle-aged knight's back violently, and followed the middle-aged knight to chase down.

ps: I believe everyone knows about this kind of thing, whenever the author group talks about this. I usually sneak in the water in the group and laugh and don't speak.,After all, it's your freedom to brush.,It's also your own money, isn't it?

Maybe you can't get it on me?, the results of Hump are obvious to all, the rhythm of the flutter, I'll brush your mother.

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