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A hundred years away from home, a shot of a cup landed smoothly on the desktop. "Even if I knew it, it wouldn’t be special at the moment. I don’t believe anyone except those three generations of guys who claim to be wizards and eyesores in Tiandong."
"It’s hard to hear, but it’s true."
Two figures appeared outside the door.
Red dress, red hair, and red peach blossom face.
In front of the wooden wheelbarrow, there is a weak male leaf.
come uninvited
The Uninvited
The evil king of Mulang pushed Ye Xichao across the threshold, and the weak male Ye Xichao held a ceremony for the three people in the room, "Don’t be ill."
Many years ago, three people from the Temple of Bodhisattva, Tiandong, and the three generations of wizards talked about Taoism. Later, Luo Changfeng made a scene in Tiandong’s holy sacrifice ceremony, which was the second time to meet.
However, on the whole, leaving Junze Jade aside, it is another matter that the three people who have always been polite and weak, cherish the impression of the court, and act perversely and strangely.
Luo Changfeng, Li Xing, Yunhe, and Li Luohui.
Luo Changfeng asked, "Does it mean Junze Jade?"
Ye Xichao replied, "It means king and master elder brother."
These two dialogues are extremely interesting.
For Luo Changfeng, the hundred sects in the East of Heaven are the chief culprit in the collapse of the Bodhi Academy. It is said that even if the swords are not opposite, they should not take the same position. However, the situation forced them to temporarily make it appropriate.
So he asked if Junze Jade meant it.
Three generations of brothers in Tiandong have dealt with each other, but they can believe that there was a guy who was as good as his word with Ze Junze Jade in the past.
And Ye Xichao answered’ also’, which conveyed the meaning of Liancheng. It is also obvious that the 100 sects in the East of Heaven and the nine Jin Lan Zunshan’s Lord’s Big Brother are busy with the outside world. Wang Junze Jade and the big brother think alike, so he is willing to believe that Junze Jade Bodhisattva and the exclusive big brother are the same on the first day.
If Junze Jade and Liancheng are slightly different, it is not a violation of the alliance at the moment. After all, Ye Xichao said that it was also the meaning of the master elder brother.
The Bodhisattva Academy is somewhat similar to Yan Nanfei in those days, but the "one thousand" in the alliance between the two sides can help each other regardless of the welcome banquet tonight or the meeting tomorrow.
Chapter sixty-four Day will (3)
Dusk snow
The world is cold and desolate.
The battle of Zhongyuan City in Xiaojingguan County ended. This once prosperous old city is full of scars and ruins.
Just two hours ago, Longmen Town occupied the western territory for half a day in just one month, and 10,000 foreign military forces attacked the city.
The troops are not too many, but they will win. Because of the invasion of the city, the natural strategy will wake up the gods and gather nearly 20 people.
It is conceivable that twenty people joined forces to attack the city by robbing the territory and repairing the alien.
Tianhe Mountain has fallen into another city
However, before the war, many people guarding the city had planned for several nights, almost moving mountains and filling the sea, which moved the whole city, the people, food, clothing, housing, transportation, horses and chariots, and all kinds of resources were not left, and even most of the houses and castles were burned down
not only that；nay
This attack and attack on the city is a small battle, with ten days of enlightenment and wind and rain, and other peak fighting forces have a few injuries, and other young players have also lost a few losses. In a nutshell, a city has been exchanged for thousands of casualties from foreign military forces and a natural policy will be seriously injured
For many people, this result is not hearty, but it stretches the chest and sulks less. According to the words of the old Confucian scholar Chen Xuandu, this wine finally has some taste …
Tian Xi Zhu Lu yuan
It still belongs to the boundary of Xiaojingguan County, but the city in the east of the Central Plains is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Only one door and a wide moat flow around it, which is the second place to stay before the cloth building is carefully selected and operated.
Outside the moat, the dust is rolling, and the horizon is vast. There are a steady stream of people and refugees in all directions in Yuan Ye. In addition, there are countless soldiers, horses and practitioners who alternate to escort and rescue.
Liu Thirteen and Song Lingyun are in the team.
Liu Thirteen rode behind the knife back of the hospital carrying two children of nine years old who were jolted and frightened along the way and suffered some minor injuries, while Song Lingyun was carrying a mother-in-law who broke her legs and feet. The two children’s mother-in-law rode side by side towards the original gate of Zhulu.
The moat suspension bridge has already been paved.
The riverside is responsible for the rotation of various practitioners. For many years, the people in Fulizhuang Town spontaneously set up tea stalls and wine stalls to take turns to rest or help their allies to quench their thirst and rest.
In a blink of an eye, Liu Shisan and Song Lingyun rode in the snow and arrived at the river.
Immediately afterwards, Brother Jiange took the mother-in-law who had broken her leg and foot and passed out, and sent her and her two children to the city for comfort and treatment.
Mahouliu
Thirteen wiped her face.
Several times on the battlefield, the young man’s eyes have been determined, many cheeks have matured, and the third martial sister Song Lingyun has gradually stopped fighting and seems to have grown up.
A small shopkeeper with a bald head handed two bowls of tea before he left.
Song Lingyun took the drink.
Liu thirteen thanked Yu Guang for glancing at the bald shopkeeper and then was surprised. "Little monk?"
Song Lingyun blinked her beautiful eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Be willing!"
It is the young monk who once followed Li Xingyun, the Zen master of Nanshan, who wishes to hold his palm in front of him with one hand.
Liu Shisan threw away the tea bowl and hugged the tiger, then stretched out his hand and wiped the little monk’s bald head a little shorter than himself and smiled. "Are you here, too?"
The young monk was willing to look at the two men’s neat white teeth. "Well, I’m coming with the yellow-clothed elder and senior Yi Nian."
Liu Thirteen said, "Who is the yellow dress elder?"
The young monk said, "It’s the predecessor of Nanshan Bell Buster."
Liu Thirteen’s eyes are wide open. "Ten days to be a saint?"
The young monk nodded "Yes"