When it was dark, a figure jumped into his heart to think about each other. He felt cold and tried his best to shout, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! We are the ancient patriarch of Lianxiashanxin Jianzongmen. Please don’t get angry and give us an explanation! "
His voice was far away in the snow, and soon it was blown to pieces by the howling wind.
However, it is enough for a distant place to hum softly, and after this hum, everything will be silent.
The whole ice sheet seems to have become the world’s mysterious and unpredictable.
The old Taoist priest sat down and gasped for breath, but he was tortured by the overwhelming crush he had already passed out.
The wind continued to blow, but there was no sound at all, which violated the physical properties, but the old monk was not surprised
After all, that person in the distance is one of the best melody masters in the Tong Xuan world. Besides her, who else in this world can be better at killing and changing lanes?
The wonderful ancient sound of the patriarch really deserves its name!
Yan Laodao forced his chest to churn qi and blood, no matter how wonderful the patriarch was, he would show his mouth and kung fu, and the young players would not know how to play badly and be recovered by themselves.
He is a man with flexible words, and when it comes to life and death, he is even more extraordinary in his words, sincerely apologizing and confessing, and all kinds of welcoming techniques are circuitous.
It is the highest level of his life to say hundreds of words so magnificently. If this can’t impress the other party, then he can close his eyes and wait for the blood-stained ice sheet to die.
The ice sheet was silent for several times, but it didn’t smell human. He was so frightened that he was afraid to feel a layer of cold sweat seeping behind his back. It was extremely uncomfortable to stick the cassock.
I don’t know how long it will take for the old Taoist priest to collapse and wish he couldn’t start to escape. There was another ring, but this time it was empty and vague, and he went further and further. After several twists and turns, he disappeared into the four fields ice sheet with traces.
Suddenly, the deafening wind howled again, pulling up the vertical and horizontal rushing wind and meeting one place, which blew his soul from the ear of the old Taoist Yan. At this time, he barely sat down slowly in the fierce wind.
He knew that the devil was gone.
Eventually, people didn’t even bother to say a word about the fact that he didn’t have the qualification
"It’s really a fluke, a fluke … if you meet a small one, how can you have a chance?"
Another wave of strong wind roared and blew his mind white. He looked down at the ground and lay prostrate, and the faces of the young players twitched. "Let’s go. Let the devil go back on his word and really take my life!"
Thought of here, a thin face on his robe sleeve was flushed with a little red tide, which turned out to be a strong urge to grab many young players and drove off on the ground.
After a few breaths, it seems that the snow will never stop, and the cold crystal will completely bury their path without leaving a trace.
It seems that no one has ever been here.
Chapter II Fu Wangshi
It’s morning when even Xiashan forgets the peak.
Two bucket boys are shaking and swinging.
Both of them are nine years old, dressed in coarse garments, with a slightly childish face. The white face is clean and beautiful, but it is a bit funny to wipe a few black ashes.
His companion, on the other hand, is black and thin, with a naturally bitter face, and always looks as if he has great depression in his heart.
Two people weigh in hand and compare them. They are slightly shorter but twice as thick. The barrel of mountain road wobbles and occasionally collides with gold and iron. This barrel is made of iron!
Although the two men are in a mess, their faces are not sweaty, and they don’t see the hard work, and there is still room for chatting.
At this time, it was the bitter-faced child who didn’t lament first. "Alas, after another month, it was changed from chopping wood to carrying water. In about three months, I will go to the mountain. After ten years, I will go to the’ Qiyuantang’ and then endure it for ten years to see if any fairy teacher will accept me as a boy to serve tea and pour water …"
"At that time, you were not young!"
The companion woke him up and got his dirty eyes. "I know! It’s okay for a boy to be a page! Hey, Xiao Si … Xiao Si is also a hundred times better than me … Er Xun, don’t be angry! "
The child vaguely felt that he seemed to have said something wrong, but he gradually felt relieved when he saw no embarrassing expression on his companion’s face.
As everyone knows, as soon as his words were spoken, his companion’s face turned white for a few minutes, and he turned back to normal as usual.
Two iron drums "when" a bump buzzing together in Xun teacher younger brother laughed "angry? Brother Lingji, do you want me to tell the truth or lie? "
A brainwave trembled and said, "Nature is the truth … er, why don’t you tell lies and truth together?"
Brother Xun smiled and said with a positive color, "The talent of single brother is excellent. It is also a great chance that he can get rid of slavery and ascend the immortal road, and it is just a chance to be brave." I’ve heard that there are successive professions and specializations. If I don’t understand this truth, I always haggle over it. Then why should I stay in this mountain? "
This great talk made him awe-inspiring, but soon he wondered, "Is this … true or false?"
Brother Xun just laughed and didn’t answer. He just stepped forward. The Qingxi gurgled into the nearby pool with dozens of feet in diameter. The water kept ringing at the ear pool. There were more than a dozen Taoist boys laughing and playing there.
A few steps later, the brainwave sped up and he rushed in. He shouted heartlessly, "Brother Xun, you must tell me whether that statement is true or not today!"
He shouted here that the boys at the edge of the pool could hear clearly, so one of them laughed and said, "Don’t worry! The execution ground is here ── "
The man pulled a long cavity and several companions "wow" laughed, but they moved iron drums and stones one by one, and put a face on the pedestal, and they waited for others like a kid in the throne of hell while laughing and watching.
When Brother Xun and a brainwave came, several people shouted together, "Please report your grievances quickly!"
"My Lord is wronged!" A brainwave was also fun, so he stretched his bitter face and made a cry. "Li Xun lied to me … no, I mean, I don’t know if he lied to me now!"
When this was said, he burst into laughter when he was out of class. A boy laughed so hard that he fell into a bucket and caused more laughter.
The execution hall seems to be not going here. A brainwave has long been forced to repeat the previous dialogue. He has a good memory and said that dialogue exactly, especially Li Xun’s words, and even learned the tone perfectly.
Li Xun said from him that he had just put the bucket behind him by stabbing it to the pool to clean it, so he gathered several people to do a good thing and said, "Brother Xun, is that true or not?" Are you a saint? "
Li Jue stopped and smiled back. "Saint? How can I be so good as a saint? "
"So … it’s fake?"
"Maybe." Li Jue laughed.
"Oh …" The people around you made a noise by stretching the tone.
Li Xun is not annoyed, but he is quite embarrassed to tunnel: "It’s hard to think about it if I really want to feel bad. It’s expected that Senior Brother Shan has seen Xiandao Hall for a long time."
"But I still need to polish it step by step … Ha, I’m really jealous that the same age is so different!"
Solid begets jealousy, which means that several people next to him are envious and jealous and have a look on their faces. These people can’t hide their minds at an early age. They think that what Li Xun said is true and they can’t help but nod their heads.
And Li Xun added, "But I didn’t lie to you, no matter how high or low I was born. We all saw what happened in front of us."