Legend of Swordsman

That rich state Yanxian is obviously also one of the owners of the Seventeen Mountains, a pair of small eyes shining with fine light kept looking at his clothes, and he said the previous words.

The clothing worn by Wei Liujia at the moment was also given to him by Jian Wushuang.

This pair of lacy mountain-studded long dresses was given to Jian Wushuang by the young emperor and emperor. Each silk thread cost countless embroidered empresses, and was also a rare treasure. He was handed over to Wei Liujia.

Fu State Yanxian also saw the extraordinary clothes on his body, his eyes dripping, "Huh, Wei Xiandi, why are the real swords that you often wear around you missing? Wouldn't it be for the sake of buying this outfit, and sell it? "

As his voice fell, more than a dozen other Dao Guigui figures laughed and were very lively.

Wei Liujia's complexion turned red and he had to rush forward to theory.

But Jian Wushuang beside him pulled him, and his voice was imperceptible, "An Neng barking at the dog?"

"Boy, what are you saying?!"

Jian Wushuang's voice was not deliberately hidden, and it naturally passed into his ears, making Fu Yan Yanxian's face change.

Wei Liujia was inexplicably reassured, and his state of mind also changed unconsciously. Facing the rich state Yan Xian who rushed over, he went up without fear.

"Wei Liujia, get away from this seat, I'm going to destroy the kid's origin." Fu state Yan Xian said angrily.

Wei Liujia heard the words and slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "Ding Chunshan, has Lao Tzu always been too kind, so that you have been riding on Lao Tzu's head and shit? Don't forget that Lao Tzu is also a mountain owner!"

Rich state Yanxian froze down, looking at Wei Liujia, who could not believe it, changed the aura.

There was a moment of silence outside the Tiangong.

"A good mountain owner," said Fu Yanyan, who responded with a sneer. "How dare you have done a great contribution for you, the mountain owner, for the entire Dmitry. I'm afraid I can't even afford the confession from the DPRK? s position?"

"Do you care how much I have contributed? Even if Laozi lay down and sleeps every day, that is the mountain owner," Wei Liujia also sneered. How do I take off my shoes and rub my legs?"

"As long as you can press me, let alone rub your legs for your slippers, even if you lick the soles of this seat!" Fu state Yanxian coldly said, "If you are not good for me, then please remove the mountain automatically How about the position of the Lord and running three circles around the Tiangong with bare ass?"

"Lao should answer." Glancing at him, Wei Liujia turned and strode into the Heavenly Palace.

After eating a boring loss, Fuxian Yanxian, who knew that his face was lost, wanted to take him away.

"Wei Liujia, wait for this seat!"

In the vast cloud ladder, Wei Liujia's face flushed with excitement, "His mother, I have never been as happy as I am today. The birdiness I have experienced before, I have returned it together today. It turned out to be so happy!"

After he finished speaking, looking at Jian Jian Wushuang sincerely, "Today I was able to raise my eyebrows and exhale completely, but also thanks to the blessing of the adult, Weimou thanked me here."

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, "In fact, even without the details I gave you, you can still raise your eyebrows."

"You have always been stuck in your own opinion, but you never know how to deal with that kind of person is to return it ruthlessly."

"It is far less than the spirit and the spirit to crush him materially." Jian Wushuang said this calmly, and then stopped talking.

And Wei Liujia was also pondering the meaning of his words, and awed him for a while.

The ladder of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety, until the last step, the magnificent gate of the heavenly palace appeared.

The magnificent and magnificent celestial palace in which the son is located is full of majestic feelings. Compared with the heavenly palace in the Northern Celestial State of the late emperor's son, it is a little less tricky and ingenious. It was a bit majestic.

This gave Jian Wushuang a bit of an illusion, and the correction of the son was the real little emperor.

The confession that is opened every other Chinese New Year is a law rectified by the son after the feast of the heaven, which is intended to secure the mountain owner and the lord of the blessed land in order to prevent a second heart.

The gate of the Tiangong Palace has long been opened, and a scent of incense floats out of the temple, calming the hearers.

Guarded guards walked out of the hall and led them in sequence.

In order to highlight the facade and style, every mountain owner who came to the Tiangong was followed by five or six top repair subordinates. Each of them was surrounded by a huge box, which was obviously a gift for the confession.

Especially the wealthy Yanxian who confronted Wei Liujia outside the Tiangong Palace, followed by eight top repaired subordinates, and the number of boxes in his arms was roughly 20 pieces.

Instead, Wei Liujia was very bachelor, holding a slap-sized Yushu Liuli Zun seated.

This scene was taken into account by Fu Yan Yanxian, and he almost laughed out loud. He, who read countless treasures, naturally could see the Yushu Liuli Zun in Wei Liujia's hand at a glance, and even his body was not as good as the one he wore.

"I'm going to see how you compete with this seat, just wait for three rounds of Rao Tiangong with bare ass!" Fu state Yanxian glared at him fiercely, and then took a seat.

As long as these mountain masters entered the temple, Jian Wushuang realized that he was seated in the lower position of the throne, and he had already settled six old men, all of whom were quite mature, and they should be the masters of the blessed land.

Sitting next to Wei Liujia, Jian Wushuang's eyes were always watching the empty throne.

He was expecting that the figure with the bone-shaped armor disappearing would appear in the next time.

"Master, are you waiting for the emergence of the Second Emperor?" Seeing the fluctuations in Jian Wushuang's eyes, Wei Liujia lowered his voice, "After the morning bell strikes three times, the Second Emperor will move from Sendai to Tiangong. "

Jian Wushuang nodded, UU reading www.uukanshu.com waited intently.

When it seemed as though the bells ringing from afar, the entire Tiangong was suddenly silent, and all the mountain owners were sitting in danger, even the lords of the blessed land that closed their eyes and kept their eyes open.

There are fairy cranes chirping outside the hall, while thousands of fairy clouds rise.

Under the guidance of hundreds of cranes, a negative hand stood, dressed in a suit of the emperor, slowly walking into the heavenly palace.

At this moment, the Lord of the Seventeen Mountains, the Lord of the Six Blessed Lands, and a large number of Yanxian have been repaired, and they are all screaming, "The courtiers meet the two emperors!"

Jian Wushuang looked up at his back. Compared with the previous feast in the heavenly court, the son had a little more calmness that did not show the mountains and dew, as if everything was clear to the chest, giving people a sense of self-effacing. a feeling of.

This is a very strong opponent, you can never guess his thoughts.

Jian Wushuang doesn't even think that it was the real strength of the young master in the battle for the peach.