Thunderbolt of the End of the World

At this time, the city gates of Xinzheng City have not yet opened, but for a master like Wan Shoutian, any city walls are just decorations.

One jumped over the tall city wall.

Now the strength of the tired harvest sky is suppressed at the level of innate qi, and he does not use the method of flying in the sky, but like an ordinary martial arts master, he uses light power to fly and fly in the mountains and forests together.

Soon he came to a cliff outside Xinzheng City, and waited quietly for the dawn.

Feeling the mysterious meaning between heaven and earth is also a way to improve the state of mind. The realm is a mysterious and mysterious thing. Although it is invisible and intangible, it exists.

Now the Buddha Qi in the body of the tired harvest has almost been exhausted, and it can be fully recovered in ten days and a half months, but the last time he fought with the Tathagata, the tired harvest also discovered his own shortcomings.

In terms of combat power alone, Kuan Shoutian can already compete with the Tathagata in "Journey to the West", but in terms of realm, it is not comparable to the Tathagata who has lived for an unknown number of years.

Therefore, when I have time, I will cultivate my body and cultivate myself, and understand nature, so as not to stretch the combat power and realm too far, and give full play to my impression of strength!

The reincarnation of the sun and the moon, the way of heaven is natural, watching the rising and setting of the sun every day, although not letting the tired and receiving the sky have an epiphany, but there are also many realizations, this is a process of spiritual accumulation, and it takes time to precipitate!

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Thank you "Heaven and Earth Door Daoist" for the reward! .

12 Prisoner's Dilemma 【Subscription】

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

Time passes silently, and the night will eventually recede. On the cliff outside Xinzheng City, a golden shadow is left alone, looking into the distance, the gray sky, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling, the dawn appears, and the red mirror opens in the east, dizzy. Hovering on wheels.

The morning light is bright, and all things are revived.

Feeling tired and retiring like a whim, I took out a guqin from the inner space, sat alone, played it lightly between my fingers, and sang a cappella:

"Grace, resentment or lingering, who is willing to

It's your choice

Good and evil are put on both sides, happy like a fairy

If you want to fall in love, it is doomed

Read all the martial arts classics, there are thousands of moves, see how you learn in this life

Read the poems written all over the world, see through the world, don't wait to lose it and miss it again

If the love character has two ques, one can understand the bright moon, but can't penetrate the white snow.

Swing the sword to separate from the past, forget your face

Back home, tears soaked my eyes..."

Tired and clear, yet thick voice surrounds the mountains and forests, the mountain wind is gentle, the blond hair is fluttering, and the unrestrained and free and easy, "Nine Two Three" fully expresses the free and carefree life of "Longevity, Endless Songs".

After the song "Xiao Yao" was sung, with a wave of hands, Tien Shoutian took back the guqin and stood up proudly.

"Jiang Tian has no traces of dust, and fish and dragons dive into the Taoist body.

Heaven and man have two general meanings, and the truth is only in man. "

Whispering reverberates in the heaven and earth, in the morning light, the golden brilliance on Tien Shoutian's body, shining with the sun, immediately jumped, like a dragon leaping in the abyss.

Not long after he left, a blue-haired and white-clothed youth walked out of the forest. His face was tender and handsome, with a pair of dark blue pupils. His short hair on the left was neat and neat, while the long hair on the right reached his shoulders, as clear as the sky. Clean, as if it had never been polluted.

Wearing a white sleeveless robe over a dark blue tights, a sky blue forked waist, a blue scarf, white feathers and two streamers on the right shoulder, silver ornaments on the shoulders, upper arms, waist and crotch, which can be used as The protective gear also symbolizes a shackle, and the feet are wearing white-ground purple-patterned boots. It is the Baifeng who is second only to Moya in "Night. Hundred Birds".

Although Bai Feng is a killer, she is sentimental. Every time she kills someone, she will feel sad. She is cold and cool on the outside, but she is soft on the inside. She grew up in the dark, so she yearns for the light more than the average person.

Looking at the disappearing Kuan Shoutian, Bai Feng walked to the position where Kuan Shoutian once stood, looked at Chenhui on the horizon, and slowly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch something, but she put it down halfway...

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Han House.

Han Fei had already killed his relatives righteously, arrested Anping-jun and Longquan-jun and brought them to justice, and tried to separate them into two places, so that the two could not collude and suspect each other.

Taking time out of his busy schedule, Han Fei seemed to be in control of everything. At this moment, he was sitting in the courtyard building, holding a piece of wood to paint.

There was a sound of impatient footsteps, Han Fei looked at it, put down the wooden board, and said with a smile: "Here is the ovary, this is the apricot flower white secretly hidden by Zhao Guo, which I exchanged for General Lian Po with an ancient sword. , the ovary must be tasted."

As Han Fei said that, he picked up the wine jug and poured wine into the bronze wine bottle on the table. Zhang Liang noticed that there were three wine glasses on the table. It seemed that Han Fei had another person coming in addition to preparing for him. !

"Have my share?"

What to think, what to come, just when Zhang Liang was thinking about who the other person was, after watching the sunrise, he strode over and said.

"Naturally, please take a seat."

Tien Shou Tian Bao smiled and sat down with his knees crossed. Han Fei filled three glasses, then sat down, looked at Zhang Liang and frowned, and asked, "Ovry, you seem to have something on your mind."

Looking at the heartless Han Fei, Zhang Liang sighed lightly, "Tomorrow is the last day of the deadline for the case, so Brother Han is not worried at all."

The time Han Wangan gave to solve the case was only ten days, and nine days have passed now. If the case is not solved tomorrow, both Han Fei and his grandfather Zhang Kaidi will be implicated, but seeing Han Fei's attitude is so contemptuous, Zhang Liang is still in his heart. There is really no bottom.

Tired Shoutian looked at Zhang Liang, who was a little hesitant, and shook his head secretly. Today's Zhang Liang is still too young. Compared with the future, when the world is in his hands, and the soldiers and armor are seeking saints in Hungary, today's Zhang Liang still has a long way to go!

And Han Fei, who seemed to be casual, asked Zhang Liang with a smile, "Are you worried?"

Zhang Liang did not deny it, and bluntly expressed his worries: "Anping-Jun, Longquan-Jun has already established a suspicion, but if he refuses to admit the blame, he cannot be convicted as two people."

　Han Fei took a sip of the wine and said, "You should already know what I did to the two uncles."