Can’t help being ashamed
Chen Xuandu took a sip of wine "tourist trap!"
Then he jumped lightly and fell side by side with Huang Jintai Li He.
Mo Qi, a coarse cloth robe, said that "except for twenty-four years old, all the cities in Chengtou will leave quickly with the day, and the allies will hold the city gate."
"Liu Acai drunk for three years, Pei Fenglou Sun Dasheng iron cold Nanshan bell ringer Bai Huaxian Leng Qingqiu, several of them followed me to Huang Jintai to face the alien."
"The rest of us will guard the city head together."
Chapter 12 Eleven Days
"Yo-ho, look at this posture. You can’t guarantee that everyone will catch up and fight." The old Confucian scholar Chen Xuan was flushed and never left his hand.
Li Changsheng, Huang Jintai, looked at each other in the first twenty-four years and the second autumn.
While the top ten foreign masters in the vast and desolate land outside the original city seem to have picked their opponents, and everyone’s eyes are on Huang Jintai’s falling into seven difficulties, Chen Xuandu and others.
The corresponding eleven people in Huang Jintai are naturally aware of it
For example, Chen Xuandu and the God who wakes up in the sky will melt into each other’s eyes, which seems to arouse the collapse of several swords and crazy poems in their respective eyes. Chen Xuandu’s white robes are inexplicably static.
"Master Pei should be able to cross that threshold smoothly after the first world war, right?" Liu Acai, with a word beard and a gentle smile on his face, has a sword hanging from his waist. His left hand holds the sword handle backwards, but the sword is not drawn, but it is as hot as fire. The silvery white sword light bursts out from the gap as if it had been forced to shine for thousands of years.
Pei Fenglou was carrying a giant sword, and he was as old as he was. He was also a first-hand experience in troubled times, but he was only six or seven years old when the war ended, and he was not a six-character door practitioner. He did not see with his own eyes the celestial nine peaks, who rallied his arms and shouted, and he did not see with his own eyes the end of the alien army.
I always think of some regrets, but I didn’t expect that he could make up for them in his lifetime after ten thousand years. I’m afraid there is no other person in the world who has such good luck as him after experiencing such a strange life in troubled times.
The director said that he engraved "this sword is ten thousand years late"
Pei Fenglou thinks about whether she can live and cross that threshold, depending on God’s will.
Master Pei looked at the one that seemed to have moved to the ghost town of feng du. The ghost town was surrounded by a mass of black gas. It was said that the ghost was alien, and the master of the ghost was called God to lead the enemy.
Master suddenly felt a little interesting.
In the seventy-two strange peaks of Kunlun Jiange, the practice of kendo is second only to that of the two saints who were gazing at the stars in those days. Drunken swords and drunken swords suddenly thought of the fun. "After this war, you can’t do it. Master Pei, who is called God’s guide to the territory, has to fight to keep the territory alive."
Provoked Huang Jintai a burst of laughter.
Baihuaxian of Baihua Island in the South China Sea didn’t laugh. Instead, she was a little bored. Looking at this group of people around her laughing and laughing, she didn’t fight and think that you are really alien. Are the top ten experts in the world all repaired by paper?
Can’t really blame the hundred flowers fairy.
Because staring at her is an alien awakening god, she will be proud of the top ten masters in the outside world, ranking third. There is a round of sun hanging behind the horror law. She once fought Peifenglou and Tieleng alone and firmly occupied the wind.
If you can make a hundred flowers immortal by playing against such a person?
Basket and graceful fairy beautiful eyes glanced at a few big men thinking that it’s really shameless to let yourself be a woman to deal with such a difficult guy. The battlefield here is not driven by Haifa’s method, and the fighting power of the first beast of Kyubi no Youko Tiger Body is not discounted.
I don’t know, Baihuaxian suddenly remembered that the person in red seems to be called half-city red gauze. If that person were proud of waking up, the odds would be great.
It seems that it is difficult to see that Baihuaxian is worried about Mo Qi. "The island owner doesn’t have to be self-deprecating. Others don’t know that your foundation is repaired, but you can’t hide it from Buyilou’s eyes. I thought that when the South China Sea Emperor Yutian joined forces to kill Tiandong Chen Qing, thousands of miles later, he chased Ying Long, the god who woke up. Even if he doesn’t kill the island now, it is not what we can do. You will be proud to wake up this day."
Baihuaxian said grumpily, "It’s not necessary for me to hold off the third-place pride of the 100 generals, but I want to ask, who is the God-led sage Mo Qinan going to pick as an opponent?"
"Do you still have to choose?" Leng Qingqiu lukewarm connect a way
"I’m afraid that God will wake up the next day, and I’m afraid I’ve subconsciously pushed the Moge Lord back to the ground." Sun Dasheng, a half-man, half-demon blood, held a stick and dozed off.
Mo Qinan Koo spread his hand.
Baihuaxian said with a cold hum, "You? Can you beat it? "
Mo Qinan said, "You have to fight if you can’t fight."
Baihuaxian added, "Is this still the second of the top ten experts in the world, and the mysterious first person, Fairy Luo, has not yet appeared?"
Although it’s a joke, it can’t avoid the problem, just like the mysterious head of Ji Du, if he hadn’t given up the cost of repairing the fallen land, it would have been even more difficult if that person had a battlefield situation, because the sage Bai Zhiqiu couldn’t get rid of the Nanshan Buddha, Li Xingyun also sat in nirvana, the old man didn’t have an emperor, Chen Qing didn’t have a Taoist Sect, and there were no two saints in Jiange, and no one could rely on this day.
If it’s not frustrating, I’m afraid with their joint efforts, they can’t stop the first person pushing mountains and rivers in the world, and the title of God-born Xianluo is comparable to this day’s Sunday realm!
Unless the Nine Blades are resurrected ten thousand years ago …
What if it’s appropriate?
Mo Qiqi is not without thinking about this problem.
The best strategy is to build a cloth building. Who knows better than the cloth building the influence of an alien fairy on the two wars?
Whether to lay out the layout or plan ahead is to focus on the present, isn’t it?
Wake up in a deep sleep
If that god-born fairy Luo fights for gas and continues to sleep for a hundred years, it’s not impossible for those guys in the cemetery to return from practice after sunset.
Worse.
No matter what, we still have a sunset!
However, due to some reasons, Mo Qinan and Buyi Building are not good at publishing this person. How can that guy stand by when it is really a last resort?
Mo Qi’s mind is hard to converge and he said, "Bai Zhiqiu once saw that there will be more than 20 strong people in the future, and even if this array is paid, there will be funds to cope with it."
Baihuaxian said, "You also said that it is the future world. How many years will we have to wait, a hundred years or a thousand years?"
Mo Qinan said, "It depends on your own fate. After all, the Imperial League, Twelve Xingchuan, Puyuan, Kunlun Jiange, Buddhist Lingshan, Liangjieshan and Jueyunling have fallen one after another, and their positions have been vacated early, so that God can lead the realm at your fingertips. Before the arrival of the Millennium, these pits will eventually be filled."
"Maybe you can make a saint by fighting today."
"The eleven people in Huang Jintai are all outstanding killers except me. Who can tell who lives, who dies, who wins and who loses, who breaks the ground and who falls down?"
Chapter 13 and see the wind and cloud out of our generation.
Huang Jintai Mo Qinan pointed to the vast land of Fang and the confrontation between foreigners and foreigners in December and autumn for twenty-four years. "Just like the young people who are in full bloom before the moment comes, it is never a mystery."
Li Changsheng’s 24-year-old waist is neatly hung with sapphire cards in the face of the alien million totem army and the statue of God.
Willow 13 and Nangong 91 left a right holding their own Younger hand to give peace of mind, two people holding the hospital self-sacrifice knife and the knife have been pushed out of the sheath for more than an inch.
Liu Shisan caught a glimpse of the elder martial sister. Before he came, he wanted to see what the elder martial sister’s long words were engraved. As a result, he was obviously killed by the Nangong 91 eyes.
Nangong Jiu told him and his school sister that in this untimely war, anyone can die, as the predecessors said, but remember that life and death are not forced from beginning to end.
Just because you die doesn’t mean you can die.
Writing a long speech does not mean that you must die.
Everyone has the advantage of running away. This is not cowardice or weakness, but it is human nature to hit and run.
Willow thirteen and pine spirit rhyme nodded and said.