The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The lateness of Chu’s lateness is the same as that of the gods. He faintly said: “God knows me?”

"Why don't you recognize it." Gou Shanggong said with a gentle smile. "A few years ago, you came to Jincheng Pool and asked for a sword. The spirit is so deep and pure. I almost couldn't help but come out to see you. How? Is it still easy to use?"

"Which is God saying?"

"... ah." Gou Shanggong slightly stunned, and then smiled. "Hey, I remember this, I forgot to give you two."

Chu night Ningdao: "No problem. Good question."

"Day to ask?"

"That is the willow."

"Oh. It turned out to be the case." Gou Shanggong said with a smile. "You named it Tiantian? Is there a hand? What is it?"

Chu night Ningdao: "Nine songs."

"How about the nine songs?"

"The cold is heavy and there is not much used."

Gou Shanggong sighed: "It's a little bit a pity."

Here, after the completion of the story, Gou Chen Shanggong turned his head back and said: "Look at the moon, I will take them down. The water is weak, it is not good for you, and you will go back earlier."

The old dragon nodded, and he screamed at the huge waves, the dragon scales shining, and the dragons came into the distance.

At the same time, Chu Evening had laid a water-avoiding spell on the other three, and Chen Chen went to see him in the palace. He couldn’t help but watch Chu’s eyes, his heart: the monk’s head, rarely seen the technique like him. So skillful. I don't know who he is?

However, Chu Yuning was not willing to talk with people about non-nonsense, and Chen did not want to ask for fun. When everyone was ready, they waded together and sneaked into the cold Jincheng pool.

With the spell, the action of burning their ink is no different from that on the shore. As they dive to the bottom, a vast underwater world is gradually revealed.

The bottom of the lake is covered with a large piece of soft white sand, and the water and grass are flying, and the buildings with exquisite structure are row upon row. Street lanes, strange spirits and fairy demon walks and walks, and some strange things that are impossible to live together in the mortal world are safe and sound here.

Gou Chen Shanggong said: "Jin Chengchi is rich in spirit and self-contained. The souls are here, and often the generations do not migrate. Therefore, there are many things that are different from human beings. If you are interested, you can look around."

As they spoke, they saw a white-skinned, white-eyed rabbit riding on a white-tailed tiger. The rabbit was dressed in a white robe, graceful and luxurious, and looked proud and arrogant, and kept yelling at the tiger and going faster. And then look at the tiger, but the eyebrows are low-eyed, and the eyebrows are blinking.

Everyone can’t help but be speechless: “.........”

Gou Shanggong took them to the main trail, the shops on both sides were crowded and dazzling, and the traffic was full of disenchantment, and a long way to go to the downtown area.

“Jin Chengchi rarely communicates with the outside world, and most of the items needed are exchanged here.”

Xue Mengdao: "The rumor that Jin Chengchi is your blood, so that they are all dependent on your spiritual strength, then you must be the owner of this place?"

"The master can't count it." Gou Shanggong faintly laughed. "The years have passed too long. I have been away from the realm for many years, and the spiritual power is no longer the past. The things that open up the world are now like a dream, with How much relationship do I have now? At this moment, you are just a small swordsman."

He said, taking everyone around in the downtown area. Those who lived at the bottom of the pool and go to the palace to go to the palace together, have gradually forgotten the identity of his first god, see him came, and there is no special reaction, only self-selling and selling.

"The fish is bloody, the fish is just out of the cage."

"The snake's snake, the top clothes, the last three feet, and the seller will wait for the slave to lick the skin next time."

"Selling the squid scorpion, this young master's ink that he just spit this morning, it's better to take a picture of it with a scorpion - oh, don't leave the little lady."

The screams in the market are endless, and the wonders of the wonders are even more dazzling.

The headless ghost is sitting in front of the stall selling the comb powder, a pair of long red nails with a long nail holding a corner comb, putting his **** head on his knees, combing his hair while gently saying: "The bones of the best Comb, take the guest with you."

Xue Meng’s eyes widened and he looked around. He saw a pharmacy next to him. The people who came and went to work were all sluts. They sold all the rare medicines they had never seen before. They thought that their mothers loved to cherish the herbs. Going to see it in the near future, I heard a sharp and screaming voice behind me and shouted: "Let's let one let, let one let! Let me pass!"

Xue Meng's feet shrank and turned to look at it, but he couldn't see a half-personal shadow. Gou Shanggong smiled and said: "Be at your feet. You will be careful again."

Otherwise, Xue Meng looked at it again and saw a bunch of tiny stones walking on his own.

"It’s really open, the stone will walk. Is the stone fine?” Xue Meng said.

Chu nightning said: "Hey."

"Fuban?"

"..." Chu night Ning looked at him faintly. "It’s not a matter of ink burning, why don’t you even concentrate on it?"

Xue Meng Xi Wu concentrated on the subject, but the history of literature and learning is careless, only hindering the majesty of Chu Yuning, the style of the book is also sitting, but in fact, the left ear into the right ear, now the master has grasped a current, Suddenly red face.

The ink burns and smiles: "The teacher said this, I am not happy. I really listened carefully."

Xue Meng is not convinced: "Oh? Then what do you listen to?"

"Oh, it is a kind of worm. The nature is very greedy. If you see a beautiful stone, you want to go back to your body. In the end, it is often crushed to death by the stone scorpion that you have picked up."

The ink burned and smiled at the night.

"Master, you said that what I said is wrong."

Chu Xiaoning nodded, and then said: "Hey, the world has disappeared, I can't think there is still left."

Gou Chengong heard it and smiled: "This is because of a small pharmacy, so it can survive. You are, there is it."

I saw that a little bit of laboriously moved to the pharmacy's steps, suddenly shouted: "I can't stand it! Come and save a life!"

He quickly swam out a green scorpion. He apparently handled this situation countless times. He took a white porcelain bottle and poured some golden red potions on his body. He smiled and said: "Foolish. The public harvest today seems to be quite rich?"

It was only called Yugong’s snoring, and the voice was lazy. It was obviously very comfortable under the moisturizing of the potion: “Hey, it’s still good, it’s still good, and I will go back one hundred yuan tomorrow. There are 400 million in the house. Eighty-five thousand six hundred and seventy-seven stones."

Ink burning: "........."

Chu nightning: "........."

The teacher whispered: "Is it so much?"

The green scorpion gave a potion and said: "You can remember to come here early tomorrow. I think if you are late, I will give you this booster dew, and I am afraid it will not work."

"Know it, I know. Come early, come early." He had two sounds in the perfunctory, and suddenly he took a fancy yellow stone and a beautiful stone. Ah--No, it’s a doctor, the stone on the other side is going up, I’m tired of picking it up on my back. So tomorrow I have 408,680 stones. ""

Xue Meng couldn't help but walked over and asked, "What do you want with so many stones? Make a house?"

The sound of the high-pitched voice of the toes was heard from the sarcophagus, and it was sharp and sharp: "What? Mortal? Hey, I have never seen a mortal for many years - what do you ask me to do with the stone? Of course not The house, I can be so boring!"

The teacher can't help but wonder: "What do you do with them?"

I am arrogant and arrogant: "Numbers!"

"........."

Everyone has nothing to say.

After a short walk, Gou Shanggong led them back to their homes.

In the corner of the street, a huge shell erected like a wall. After admission, I was admitted to the hospital. I saw that the hospital was divided into six entrances and was spacious. The ballroom hall, the porch garden, the bead curtain woven with seaweed and pearl string sway gently with the waves. Some of the rooms are dark, some are lit, and there is a dim candlelight inside, and there is still a faint sigh and a snoring.

Like the pharmacy, the servants in the upper house are also monks.

Some of the monks kept their tails, and some made the dragon tails into legs for the convenience of walking. They were still not used to wearing shoes, and they walked on the ground with their feet.

Gou Chengong sees the four people in the look of the strange, they smiled a little, like a cloud: "You must be strange, I am good with the moon, live together. He used to be the Prince of the East China Sea, these servants are him After he settled here, he came with him."

The moon is the black dragon.

Because the past life was from the black scorpion, it was the most gracious to the black scorpion. How much is the most affectionate to it. Listening to Chen Shanggong said, "Where is he?" When he is such a giant, he should be transformed after returning to the bottom of the water. Alright? Otherwise, you can live there."

Gou Shanggong nodded and said with pleasure: "This is natural, but when he is old, he has more physical strength and he has only taken a look at the water. He should have rested now. If you want to see him, you have to wait for him. Wake up and go."

When he spoke, a brown long-haired monk floated away. He bent down and bowed to the palace. The opening was an elegant and ethereal voice:

"God is coming back. His Royal Highness has told the story to him. Is God going to take the guests to the arsenal immediately?"

Gou Shanggong did not answer first, but gently looked at the guests first. When I saw four people without any opinions, I nodded. "So good, and you are bothering to make some small dishes in the kitchen, waiting for our arsenal. After the return, I will open a feast."

Everyone walked through the courtyard deep, and came to the last one. I saw a crown of giant willows in the center of the hospital. Xu was different from the mortal. This willow tree had only ten adult males, and the bark was thick. The old man is sturdy, and the wicker is falling, like a green gauze.

Xue Meng’s voice is dry: “Wow, how long has this tree been?”

Gou Chen Shanggong said: "It has never been measured, but there are always more than 100,000 years."

Xue Meng was shocked: "What kind of tree species can actually live for so long?"

"The age of the trees is originally longer than the people, not to mention that it is nourished by the aura of Jin Chengchi, so there is nothing strange about it. Please follow me, the entrance of the arsenal is in this willow tree hole." Chen Shanggong said, suddenly stopped to look at Xue Meng.

"Try not to touch the weeping branches. This tree is already fine, it will hurt."

But this is a bit late, Xue Meng has picked up the leaves.

I only heard his "ah" screaming, and at the same time there was a whisper in the air, and there seemed to be a hoarse voice sighing - "哎哟".

Xue Meng is like a lightning strike, quickly throwing out the leaves, lost color: "What is going on? How is this blood?"

Sure enough, the branches of the willow branches broke out of blood, and the leaves that he had left were like life. They twitched on the ground. After a while, they gradually calmed down, lying in the distance, and quickly scorched.

Gou Chen Shanggong reluctantly said: "All said that it has become fine. How can Xiaogongzi still..." He shook his head and looked up at the broken branch, urging the spiritual power to calm the coagulation of the willow.

Chu night Ningdao: "Xue Meng, come to me. Don't move again."

"Yes, Master." Xue Meng made a mistake and had to pull his head.

Fortunately, this episode did not cause much trouble. Chu nightning apologized to Gou Chengong, the other party was not the first god, but also generous, only smiled: "This little son's hands and feet are too fast. Something."

Xue Meng's face rose red, and he walked behind the night in the late night, and did not say anything. During the talk, a group of people walked through the lush weeping willows and came to the thick trunk. Looking closely at the front, they found that the willow tree was bigger and bigger than when it was far away. At first it was thought that ten men could hold together. At this time, it was discovered that it really underestimated its roughness.

There is a tree hole between the willows. It is not so much a tree hole as it is a huge arch. The width and height are enough for three strong men to pass at the same time. In front of the tree hole, there were several complicated enchantments. Gou Chen Shanggong solved them one by one, and then smiled back and said: "The inside is the arsenal of the gods. Some are small and messy, please don't laugh."

Instinct is curious, and he will go in after the Chen Shang Palace. Chu nightning seems to inadvertently take him behind, faintly said: "You are slower." He is the first to come.

He is so ruthless, and his burning is very familiar. When the four men and women in the previous life killed and blamed the sorcerer, Chu Xiening always walked at the forefront. At that time, he only had a temper and temper, and he was proud and unwilling to fall. Behind the younger generation. However, today's ink is alive and well, and the thoughts are not the same as before. He looked at the night of the night, and the white robes disappeared into the darkness of the tree hole, and suddenly there was a slight hesitation in his heart—

This person is rushing ahead, is it really because of sexual anger?

The author has something to say:

Start looking for weapons and add information on the three people's used weapons.

Chu nightning:

Have a day to ask, nine songs, Huaisha three gods.

Master is good at mech, enchantment, attack, and treatment. However, the individual defense is extremely poor. In exchange for the game, he is a crispy high-explosive dps mad dog.

Ink burning:

In the past life, there was no return to the gods. In this chapter, only the junior disciples broke the sword.

The emperor is good at the first major ban in the realm of cultivation, and the attack and defense are not low. In exchange for the game, he is a smooth output that will not make any noise.

Xue Meng:

Dragon City is not a martial art, but it is also a superb machete cast by Kunlun Tengxue Palace.

The young master completely inherits the master, and is a high-attack, high-breaking mad dog. Because he does not enchant, the defense is worse than the master.

Teacher:

The treatment relied on one hand and asked him if he had no weapons.