Grasping Evil

The vast land of the forty-two fields began to tremble slightly, and the ancient beasts could be heard everywhere.

Wildness is the ancient battlefield of the demon war. It is rumored that whenever there is a eternal killing of the ancient sages, this vision can be provoked.

The five domains of the Protoss, countless four days of monks looking north, the eyes are shocked, they know that the singular vision of the demon is the ancestor of the demon!

They don't understand why the blizzard vision of the poison dragon's ancestors' seven arrows has collapsed.

They don't understand why the poison dragon ancestor is angry, why is there such a terrible killing, and the whole is violent!

The sky is over the sky, the words, the two sages have joined together, and the eyes are dignified.

They know more than the average person knows that Ning Fan has not been shot by the Seven Arrows, but he does not know why the Duron Dragon ancestor will explode this level of killing...

The two did not know about the destruction of the seven arrows and the ancestor bow.

"The poisonous dragon broke out such a terrible killing, and went all the way to the south. It seems that this time the confrontation can't be avoided... because the seven arrows can't kill the mysterious, so I want to shoot it myself. .. giggling, can not resist his seven arrows to kill, but can not see him in the five my domain of the Protoss ... ... Chen Chen is the domain ... * Do you want to go together?" Giggle smiled.

"Nature is going, I will wait for the order of the ancestors to guard the five domains, and I can’t ignore the things of today!"

*Shen Zun's eyes are dignified, and he has some interest in the mysterious emptying of the seven arrows.

If you go to Chen Man domain, you should be able to see the mysterious space...

Two Xianzun Qi Qi rushed to the hook of Chen Man domain, after the twenty interest, came to Ning Fan Li Zhan's bones of the wilderness, and the gods spread. Almost covers the entire hook Chen Man domain.

It’s a pity that the two came here and it was a slow step. There is no more trace of this place.

Among these twenty interest, Ning Fan has already applied the golden light of the vertical. Returning to Mulan City, I took away Liu Yan and Xian Loli, and left the Chen Man domain.

After a few dozens of interest, the poisonous dragon son who was full of murder, also came to the bones of the wilderness.

Seeing that there are only two people in the area waiting for the fairy, there is no trace of the trace, the face of the poison dragon is suddenly ugly!

Along the way, Duron Long continued to perform anti-spirit. Trying to perceive the ancestral bow and inspect the position of Ning Fan, but found that it could not be done.

Zu Gong, was actually sealed by a layer of demon spirit, and isolated his anti-spirit perception!

"Hateful! The old man rushed to the south for the second time, and he still couldn't catch it!"

"Run again, and ran again!"

"No! This son can never stay, the ancestor bow, the arrow spirit must also be recovered!"

"Even if you fight and the demon is badly wounded, today's old man has to find this out of the wild!"

Ignore the two Terran sages not far away. The poisonous dragon ancestors were angry and stunned, and in the body, they immediately flew out a demon shadow.

The demon shadow swayed. From one change to two, two change four... In a moment, it has been dispersed into hundreds of ghosts!

Every enchanting shadow, almost all of them have been repaired in the beginning!

"Broken Soul! The Poison Dragon has even displayed this technique. He did not hesitate to destroy the demon, but also to kill the nameless!"

The two people, Xianzun, immediately showed a shocking color.

They are very keen to know that what Ning Fan has done, can make the poison dragon ancestor not hesitate to lose his own way, but also to kill it.

Hundreds of ghosts have appeared. Immediately swayed and flew in all directions.

Unfortunately, it has not yet flown far. The heavens and the earth suddenly solidified, and they became enchanted. All the shadows can't fly out.

"Giggle! I want to find out the whereabouts of the monk with these demon shadows, and you can't let him harm him!"

However, it is a wonderful statement that Xianzun raised his hand and blocked the world.

* Xianzun sacrificed a black jade, the jade, his Taoist.

The jade squats in the wind and grows into a huge sky, suddenly falling towards the wilderness and falling into the ground.

The poisonous dragon ancestors showed the color of anger, and the body shape shook, avoiding the attack of the jade.

But the hundred ghosts that he split out were all made into jade...

"Fantastic words, *! The old man is not killing the man today. If you bother the old man, the old man will fight everything, and let the two of you pay the price!"

The poisonous dragon ancestors made unwilling roars. If there is no good words, * obstruction, he will be able to find out where Ning Fan is, killing it!

Unfortunately, these two people have to obstruct him, can he let him give up and chase Ning Fan! Ren Ningfan took away the ancestral bow and the arrow spirit! No, he is not willing!

"Giggle, look around and see what you can pay for me!"

Miao Yanxian smiled and flew forward, fighting with the poison dragon ancestors.

* Xianzun looks a little hesitant, but seeing the wonderful words have been shot, it is not good to watch, but also joined the battle circle.

There is no suspense in this battle. The venomous dragon ancestors are naturally not two sages. Even if he is full, he cannot be an enemy. What's more, today, he is not all prosperous. He was first defeated by the arrow spirit, and was injured by Ning Fan, and then he lost his own demon and cast a broken soul, but failed to build merit...

This battle lasted for half a day before it had a result.

Miaoyan, * Both Xianzun suffered a slight injury, and the poisonous dragon ancestor was seriously injured, and under no circumstances, temporarily fled back to the north.

"The old man is not willing! Ghost face, hateful, hateful!"

"Order, speed command! The old man should give a reward to this ghost face in the name of the real dragon! Kill this person and enjoy the semi-finished product of the Dan Dan!"

"Whether it is a wild demon repair, or a demon in the world, as long as you can kill this, you can be rewarded!"

The command of the poison dragon ancestors spread throughout the wild, and passed back to the land of the demon spirit.

Anyone who hears this command can see that the poison dragon ancestor is really angry, and the real dragon family is really angry!

Nine-transfer medicinal herbs, divided into lead, silver, gold, and emperor.

Lead Dan, Yin Dan is not a rare remedy, Jin Dan is extremely precious, and the Royal Dan... is almost a peerless treasure, rare in the world!

Even the semi-finished emperor can make countless thousands of ancient madness crazy.

This time, the dinosaur ancestors represented the true dragon family, and they were rewarded with the emperor Dan Dan, secretly under the reward order, and rewarded Ning Fan.

This move directly makes some demon spirits demon strong. Quietly came to the wild, trying to find out what Ning Fan killed, in exchange for the Emperor's reward.

Zu Gong was taken away. The ban was banned by the poisonous dragon ancestors, outside the real dragon. Few people know that Ning Fan has won the bow.

With a good word, * two people magical, through their own channels to understand the ins and outs of the whole thing.

When I learned that Ning Fan was not shot by the Seven Arrows, it destroyed seven arrows and won the ancestral bow of the true dragon family. Both Xianzun were shocked.

"Giggle... No wonder the poisonous dragon will be so violent... The seven arrows are ruined, even the candle bow and the bow are... Giggle, really interesting little guy, I really want to meet this person. Unfortunately, to It’s impossible to find out that this person’s whereabouts now...” Miao Yanxian has a regretful smile.

"Can the bow of the candle bow? For the true dragon family, the meaning of this bow can not be said to be heavy, this bow has a spirit, and the free fairy can not bind this bow to **** it... the junior, actually won the bow ..."

* Immortal face is dignified, with his own arrogant personality, can not help but admire the means of the mysterious junior.

"However, it is said that the junior was on the same day. He released the demon blood demon from the family, and pressed the countless demon repairs in the north, and the pressure was still the blood pressure of the ancestors... I don’t know if it is true or false..."

"No. This news should be fake... Occasionally, it is a coincidence that it can be given a fairy, but the end of the world is not a possibility to receive the recognition of the fairy... This son is not allowed to leave, There is a fairy, no matter what, it is a human monk, not a demon repair..."

"The blood of the progeny released by this person should be issued by the force of foreign objects. It itself will not be a demon family..."

There are always demon repairs sneak into the five domains of the Protoss. Searching the whole wild, trying to find out the whereabouts of the ghost face monk. Kill it.

However, there is no demon, you can find the whereabouts of the ghost monk, killing people to reward.

Ming Ming has not yet reached the threshold of ten years in the world, Ning Fan should still be in the wild, but no one can find out where his hiding place.

Ning Fan is still in the wild. Since that war, he has collected ghost faces and brought Liu Wei and Xian Loli to the unoccupied territory.

Without staying in the five domains of the Protoss, Ning Fan is no longer a silver-haired image of the ghost face, walking in the unoccupied savage domain as a barbaric person.

He, after all, is not the opponent of the poison dragon ancestors, even if he ignited his blood, he can only cause a slight injury to the poison dragon ancestors.

She gave a drop of the blood of the ancestors and blocked the arch of the ancestors. The cost was not too big, but Ning Fan did not regret it.

He cultivated the Tao, this is to protect the warmth behind him, if you can't guard, what is the use of the blood...

Although the price of a drop of the blood of the mother was paid, the harvest was quite abundant. In this battle, Ning Fan seized the ancestor bow bow spirit and obtained seven colorful arrows...

...

Unoccupied the barren domain, the eighth district, a barren city named Yanliang.

On the official road outside the 20-mile stretch of Liangliang City, more than a dozen vehicles immediately marched toward the city of Liangliang.

Those who ride these carriages are unconstrained barbarians. They have just fled from another city to the home.

One of the carriages is decorated with gold and silver, which is luxuriously decorated. It is the owner of the team. The rest of the carriages are servants.

The owner of the team is named Zhao Boyang. He is nearly thirty years old and is the great Confucian of Qufu City.

Three days ago, Qufu City was like a damaged image. The entire city was destroyed by the savage beast. It was rare for someone to escape from birth. Zhao’s family was lucky, and he escaped...

At this moment, Zhao Boyang sighed again and again, comforting the young woman who was mourning, and that was his wife.

In the beauty of the woman, she is holding a sweet, sleepy milk doll, half a year old.

"Mrs. Day mourning..."

Zhao Boyang holds the hand of the beautiful woman and sighs.

As a barbar, you must have the consciousness of dying at any time...

Comforting the beautiful woman, Zhao Boyang walked out of the carriage, lowered his voice, and asked the guard who was driving. "Zhao San, how far is it from the Liangliang?"

"Master, already on the official road, about twenty miles later."

The burly man named Zhao San replied in a low voice and did not dare to speak loudly.

No one dares to speak loudly outside the city, once it attracts a beast attack... the consequences are unimaginable.

"Twenty miles, it’s safer for twenty miles... there are twenty more...hey, if I wait for the gods, I don’t have to be so careful..."

Zhao Boyang’s heart is very nervous. It should be said that there are more than one hundred people on the carriage, all of them are nervous.

Qufu City is destroyed, they are the only survivors. If you go to the beam, you will actually survive, if you encounter a wild animal attack before entering the city. Survival has become a luxury...

"The master is relieved, the small is between Qufu and Yuliang. It has also come back and forth several times... With a small consistent experience, when it comes to the official road, it is generally safe, there will be no more beast attacks... ”

Zhao San’s confident words just fell, and suddenly there was a beast in the mountain forest beside the official road ahead!

The beast, hoarsely, seems to grieve the baby crying, into the ears of everyone. Immediately made everyone look pale.

"Bad... pretty beast! It's over, it's over!"

Surprised by the beast, the team's horses all trembled, no longer running, slamming to the ground, shivering.

The next moment, a wild animal with a hundred feet of giants suddenly flew out of the forest. The whole body was dark and with fleshy wings, and the beast was staring at the team. The mouth of the mouth is drooling, and there is a rancid smell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The beast climbed to the team step by step, heavy footsteps. The official road collapsed and slammed into the sky.

The road to the squatting beam was blocked by the wild beast. The horse pulling the car could not move because of fear...

One of the panicked servant guards, exclaimed and jumped out of the car, fled and fled, but they abandoned their masters.

There are only a dozen guards who are obviously afraid of wild beasts like tigers. But do not want to leave the owner to escape.

Zhao Boyang was a great Confucian scholar. At this moment, he could not help but reveal a trace of surprise.

His wife is just an ordinary son-in-law. At this moment, I have already been scared and white.

And the milk doll was also awakened by the beast, and cried.

"Zhao Wu! Zhao Qi! You are responsible for guarding the lord, wife, and lady to escape! Go away!"

"The rest. Follow me to block the beast!"

Zhao San burst into a bang, took out his waist knife, jumped out of the carriage, and rushed to the wild beast with a group of people, trying to fight for the escape time of the main family.

Zhao Boyang, with the help of two guards, walked down the carriage and was just about to escape to the rear. Suddenly all of them changed their faces.

Seeing the rear official road, the same few wild beasts, the servants who gave up their masters to escape, most have been killed in the mouth of the wild beast, the limbs are full of land.

As for the Zhao San and other guards who fought the wild beast, only one of them was photographed, and they were eaten by the beast.

"I am resting!"

Zhao Boyang closed his eyes and sighed, and looked bitter.

He is a great Confucian scholar, he realizes that he is a man of heaven and earth, and he is fascinated by life and death. However, his wife and daughter are also here... He is reluctant to see his wife and daughter dying in the mouth of the wild beast...

Zhao San and other guards are also pale, and there are savage beasts at the same time. As their mortal identity, it is impossible to escape...

"I have this life of Laozi, I have to explain it here today!"

Just as everyone was desperate, another faint youth came.

"Retire."

Very plain tone, there is no tone of arrogance, but it falls in the ears of the beasts, but it seems to be unable to defy the order!

The wild beast, who was busy eating people, suddenly showed the color of horror, and looked at the vocalists, and they trembled.

On the official road in the distance, a young man with a temperament and dust was coming, and next to the youth, he followed a delicate woman and a silver-haired little girl with red lips and white teeth.

The voicer is the white youth.

As the white youth walked step by step, the wild beasts here felt a heavy pressure, and they screamed and screamed.

The white youth looked at the escaping beast, and did not shoot. He said to himself, "Is it a savage beast that is ruined by the spirits... I am now robbing blood, just deterrence, can you scare away the beasts?" .."

This white youth is naturally Ning Fan. By the power of the demon spirit, Ning Fan shields all perceptions, such as mortals, walking in the wilderness.

His purpose is to follow the official road, go to the nearby city, and practice in the city.

It’s natural to understand the mortal way of the mortal.

"The beast has gone! Not eating us! What happened!"

"What is the origin of this person! Only one sentence, you can stun the wild beast!"

There are only eleven people who have saved their lives, three for the Zhao Boyang family, and eight guards for the loyal guardian.

The rest, all died!

After the robbery, the rest of the people will be grateful, but more is doubts.

The brutal beast is always fearless and has low intelligence. But why did he obey the command of the white youth? They don’t understand.

Zhao Boyang is quite a bit of knowledge. He has read many books. I know the most.

Legend has it that there is a great Confucianism in the ancient times, and it is a good thing to repair a cavity. Could it be the white youth in front of you... that kind of peerless Confucianism!

"Qufu Zhao Boyang, thank you for your helplessness! Dare to ask the son to honor his name!"

"Ning Fan."

"Ning Gongzi is going to the beam?"

"Exactly."

"The son of the son of life. Zhao did not think that the newspaper, I asked the son to walk with me, to travel by car, let Zhao a little gratitude."

Zhao Boyang made this request. First, he thanked Ning Fan for his life-saving grace. He read Ning Fan’s hard work and wanted to send it by car.

The second is also to use Ning Fan's ‘Hao Ranzheng’ to deter the wild beast and keep the road safe.

Ning Fan naturally knows Zhao Boyang's mind. Did not break, smiled slightly, nodded, Zhao Boyang invited into the most luxurious carriage.

The servants of the team died and the Zhao family guards packed up their luggage. They only left four carriages and continued to hurry.

The eight guards knew that Ning Fan was amazed by the wild beast. Although he did not know why, he was respectful and grateful to Ning Fan and his attitude was extremely respectful.

Xian Loli eats more broken mines. Sitting in the car at the moment, relying on Liu Yan to sleep.

Liu Yanmei always looks at Ning Fan, and there are different colors from time to time... This is the first time she has seen Ning Fan's appearance. I heard the name of Ning Fan.

"The original predecessors were actually the immortal rains of the East..."

Ning Fan sat in the car and occasionally talked with Zhao Boyang. Most of the time, he was hiding his hands in his sleeves and secretly smashing Li Yuanjing.

Before the battle against the beasts of the wild beasts, the students were forgotten to die, and a strong war was erupted. The war was collected by Ning Fan, a little bit. It was actually condensed into a piece of Shangpin Lie Jing, which contained the power of war. Far more than the best battle crystal dozens of times!

If Ning Fan fails to cultivate the third change of the trench, it is impossible to crystallize with mortal war.

With the increase in the life of the war. Today, he is able to do this.

"Interesting... In the past few days, I have traveled all over the wild, and there is no place where I can condense the top ten elements..."

"The war here is obviously not strong, but the warfare of the mortal death is more powerful than some ancient battlefields... actually helped me to condense a piece of Shangpin Liejing..."

"If you use this method to collect mortal warfare and condense the top ten elements, you must be able to make the fourth change. It will be very fast..."

The warfare collected from the guards has been exhausted. After exhaustion, it is impossible to condense the elites with the thin war.

Ning Fan’s mind was moved, and Shangpin Lie Yuanjing was included in the storage bag. For the trip to Liangcheng, I couldn’t help but have some expectations.

Yan Liang, a few more prosperous cities in the eighth district.

Although the city is quite like protection, it is often attacked by wild beasts, and some people often die in the mouth of the wild beast.

Everyone is afraid of the beast, and he fears to go deep into the bone marrow. The more fear, the more the war will be when fighting with the wild beast.

Collecting the mortal warfare of those who are not afraid of death, condensing the top of the product, and wanting to make Ning Fan more quickly become the fourth change of the trench.

"The fourth change, not far away... Perhaps, by the way, in this pretty city, Huafandu really..." Ning Fan thought.

Suddenly there was a cry of crying, interrupting the thinking of Ning Fan.

But Zhao Boyang’s half-year-old daughter is crying, the reason for crying is a pretty poisonous episode...

On the half of the face of the little baby, there is a black-green place, which is quite poisonous and poisonous...

"Sorry, noisy to the son... When the little girl was born, there was a wild beast attacking Qufu City. At that time, although the wild beast did not break into the city, it left a lot of pretty poison, and the little girl unfortunately inhaled some... Every day, the little girl will be eroded by a few times, so she will cry..." Zhao Boyang sighed and looked at his daughter's gaze, but he was so sad and helpless.

Very vicious, even if it is ‘into’, there are not many people who can endure the pain of the venomous body...

His daughter was born with the pain of venomous poison. As a father, he was powerless...

Very toxic, very few people know how to heal...

At this moment, he is not a great Confucian, not a Zhao family, but a helpless father...

Mrs. Zhao saw her daughter suffer, and even more distressed tears, hate can not suffer from her daughter.

Ning Fan’s gaze gradually disappeared, and suddenly he remembered his own mother...

Especially her mother-in-law, once for his sake, let go of the demon blood...

"Let me hug her."

Ning Fan smiled slightly, in the eyes of Zhao Boyang's incomprehensible couple. I took the little doll and hugged it in my arms.

The power of the blood in the body is moving, and the little doll is quite poisonous. It was immediately cleared.

When the pain disappears, the little milk baby naturally does not cry. She still can't speak, just curled up in Ning Fan's arms, licking her fingers, licking her black eyes, looking at Ning Fan, not swearing.

On the fleshy face, Wuqing is no longer.

"Hey! The venom is gone! This, this!"

Zhao Boyang took a breath of air. Unbelievably staring at the little face of his niece.

Unbelievable, unbelievable... Ning Fan only hugged this little doll, and she was quite poisonous!

Is this the ability of the ancient books to record the evil spirits? Dispelled the venomous evil spirits?

"Ning Gongzi relieved the drug for the little girl, Zhao is grateful!" Zhao Boyang solemnly clenched his fist.

"Little things, just hope that after the shackles, Master Zhao should not promote my ability everywhere." Ning Fan smiled.

"No! Zhao will be tight-lipped!"

"Well... the little guy is cute, what is the name?"

"Zhao Dieer... This name is taken from Jingjing..." Zhao Boyang looked slightly awkward.

He is a great Confucian, and the name of the prostitute has been so casual, for fear of being the same as the Confucian scholar. Look down at yourself.

"Oh? Zhao Dieer? This name is worthy of me..."

Ning Fan smiled and returned the little doll back to Mrs. Zhao’s arms. No longer pay attention to this little baby.

Twenty miles away, only one hour will finish.

Ning Fan took the two women and got off the carriage. He said goodbye to Zhao Boyang and stepped into the city.

When the officers and men of the defending city saw Ning Fan and others coming from the official road outside the city, they were all a glimpse.

On the neck of Ning Fan’s group, he did not bring the sacred **** jade, so he walked out of the city and walked in!

"Is it a man who fled? Is there too much time to ask for a goddess?"

"There is no goddess jade, and I have not been eaten by the wild beast outside the city. The luck is really good..." Some officers and men whispered.

The city of Yongliang is extremely prosperous. After entering the city, there are two long streets. All are shops and restaurants.

All the way to the Weihe River, the two rivers. Planted with plum trees, there are many vacant homes for sale.

Qian Cai, Zhao Boyang presented some, Ning Fan did not deny.

Ning Fan bought a mansion as a temporary residence. Liu Yan stayed at home to warm the star plate, and Xian Loli was sleeping in the house.

Ning Fan walked out of the courtyard and walked to the side of the Weihe River. He looked at the plum trees on both sides of the river and smiled.

The season of 汴梁城 is still summer, plum trees do not have half plum blossoms, only one tree green leaves.

But if it's winter, I want to come to the banks of the river. There will be countless cold plums...

"It takes a lot of time to cultivate the **** of war and turn it into a real thing. I want to come to this city and live for a long time..."

"This plum is very good, can remind me of the city of Qimei, can give me a feeling of a little home..."

Ning Fan looked at the plum trees on both sides of the river and smiled straight to the bottom of his eyes.

Inadvertently, a real force of magic flashed away on Ning Fan...

Above the Weihe River, just past a painting, painting the bow, standing a white-haired old man, holding a gourd, drinking a big mouth.

When I saw the scene of Ning Fan Wang Mei’s smile, the old man first glimpsed and then laughed.

"Hurry and fast! I haven't seen Hanmei first laughed, and the way is in my heart... Your lord is like a veteran. It is a person who really knows how to appreciate plums! In the eyes of the laity, the most beautiful part of plum blossoms is that Ling Han blooms, and the proud bones are high and clean. But forget, If there is no spring, summer, autumn and autumn to accumulate strength, plum blossoms can have a power to bloom in a season. Three autumn savings, only for one season bloom, this is the fate of my repair, thick and thin hair!"

Hearing the words, Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly glimpsed and looked at the old man who painted.

If he didn't read it wrong, the old man... was a real-time monk!

"The old man comes from the northern sky, the Taoist god, I don't know the name of the younger friend. Can you come to this painting, and talk to the old man about the wine?"

With the eyesight of the gods, it is natural to see that Ning Fan is a monk... From the point of the magical power that Ning Fan had inadvertently transmitted, Ning Fan should still be on the road of enlightenment, and he is working hard to realize the truth. Monk.

In this regard, the **** of the gods does not mind to report his own Taoist name, and Ning Fan has a good relationship, with a little bit of it.

Ning Fan’s gaze changed again, the name of the god, the name, some familiar...

By the way, it is the ancestor of the ghost of the Yue Kingdom, the monk who left the rain in the burial mound!

I don’t think I would meet with the **** of the gods in this place, but it seems that the **** of the gods does not seem to know her identity...

Ning Fan turned to think about it, but it was also true. Although his identity is widely spread in the East, it may not be spread in the North. It is not surprising that the **** of the gods does not know him.

If there is no such thing as the rain of the priests left in the grave, there may not be today’s Ning Fan.

For the **** of the tits, Ning Fan has three points of thanks, two points of curiosity, the remaining five points, is a guard.

In any case, if you meet a stranger, and you are still awesome, there should be some alert.

"The younger generation of Ning Fan, I have seen the predecessors of the gods! I am willing to talk with the predecessors!"

Ning Fan's figure is swaying and appears directly above the painting.

Several men who were rowing, they blinked inconceivably, and after a moment, they exclaimed,

"Hey! This is a good life after the birth!"

Yes, in the eyes of mortals, Ning Fan’s body painting on the paintings is not a light work...

"Ning Fan? It is a good name. Everything is for the Tao, Ning is forcing... In the middle of Xiaoyou, there is a deep sense of obstinacy. If you want to come to a friend, it is the way to go. The old man can be wrong. ?" The **** of the gods smiled slightly, and the green awns flashed in the eyes.

He is not a eternal sacred man, and he may not be in the north, but the green awns in his eyes are clearly the glory of heaven and man. At one glance, they see the essence of Ning Fandao!

Ning Fan's face is unchanged, but his heart is a dark start, but just nodded, no words, it is admitted to the words of the **** of the god.

"Where is the way to do it? The old man is the first time to see a monk who has cultivated this kind of way, to be willing to cross the truth, fearing that it will be a torment of the heart... If the little friend can't do his heart, even though If you do your best, you can't get through the real bridge... If you do your best, then the road is broken, then this true bridge can't be spent after all... Xiaoyou is really difficult, but not small.. As for the empty space, broken minds... 哎..." The **** of the birds sighed.

"The old man sent a small friend a piece of advice... This life, don't want to cross the truth! Otherwise there will be life! Remember, remember!"