Way of Choices

"Hurry up."

The silent Tsing Yi geek suddenly said, "His vitality is cut off and Infinite Bi will surely feel it."

The powerful sacred realms such as Red and Infinite Bi must inevitably leave their own brand in the sea of ​​knowledge of their sons as a final guarantee of safety.

The breath of the Tsing Yi clothes can isolate the movements in the restaurant from the coldness released by the previous poems of wine and wine, but it can not break the connection between this true blood **** and soul.

Mu Jiu poems awakened from the slight emotion, gently stretched his fingers and flicked.

A very gentle wind shot from her fingertips and landed on another body.

There was a shattering sound, and the ice sculpture collapsed into countless fragments, then was blown by the wind, and became more fragmented until it became fine sand-like crystalline particles.

The Tsing Yi geek stretched out his hand, rolled the grains on the floor into his sleeves, and walked out of the restaurant with Mu Ji Poem.

A priest walked into the room and cleaned the floor with a broom.

If Chen Changsheng is present, he will surely be able to recognize who this priest is, because this priest is an old acquaintance of the National College of Education.

The priest Xin at the Jiaoshu pivot reappeared three years later, but suddenly appeared in Fengyang County. Why?

Priest Xin went to the next room to sit on a stool, sat in the corridor not far away, closed his eyes and began to wait.

His face was a little ugly because he was waiting for death.

A fishing boat left the pier of Fengyang County and headed up against the Xiajiang River. After leaving the people's line of sight, there was no wind and disease, and it moved at an unprecedented speed.

It didn't take long for the fishing boat to reach a river surface dozens of miles away.

The Tsing Yi geek stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the turbulent river quietly, wondering what he wanted to see from it, or wanted to find the traces that someone stepped on not long ago?

Mu Jiu Shi sat in the boat and looked at the back of Tsing Yi Tsai said: "Heilong is not in Fengyang County today."

The Tsing Yi geek said, "Yes."

The wine poem said in a puzzling way: "Since Hanqiu City can't do it, why can it be today?"

The Tsing Yi stranger said: "First, the time is tight, and second, I don't know where the black dragon was that day, but I know where she is today, and no one else knows."

The poem of Mu Jiu did not understand, but she believed his words.

The Tsing Yi geek didn't know what to see and gently flicked the sleeves.

The crystal powder that still remained cold fell from his cuff and was washed by the rushing river, and there was no more traces, no ripples at all.

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There are many tributaries in the upper stream of the Hate River, and one of them has clear water. There are many wild trees on the banks of the river, and the scenery is beautiful, named Tongjiang.

The verdant mountains on the upper reaches of the Tongjiang River are a vein in the five foothills of Tiannan.

There is a mountain peak deep in the mountains, which is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and it looks extremely mysterious and holy.

That is the holy place in the hearts of countless monks and believers-Saint Maiden.

Nanxizhai is located on the Virgin Peak and has a larger jurisdiction. At least hundreds of peaks and thousands of miles of wilderness belong to it.

Nanxizhai, like the Changsheng Sect, is the southern ancestral court of the state religion. There are many affiliated small denominations such as Cijian Temple and Lotus Pond, plus ordinary people who live here for generations. The town on the banks of the Tong River is extremely lively.

One afternoon, the riverside outside the town was quiet as usual. Suddenly a hurricane came up for no reason. The reeds in the river greeted it. The yellow cattle on the meadow ran in fear.

Two faint green lights flashed in the sky.

A little girl with a dull look appeared on the bank of the river, it was Nan Ke.

Chen Changsheng got up from the ground, dusted the dust off the duster, glanced at Nanke, and wanted to say something. After all, he said nothing.

Immediately afterwards, the three men fell flat and landed on the meadow.

Tang Thirty-six and Hu Thirty-two are still normal, just like before entering Zhou Yuan.

But the folded sleeves were a bit embarrassed, and there was more gray on the clothes than Chen Changsheng, and after breaking through the openings, there was still a wound on his face.

Chen Changsheng was surprised, thinking that there should be no enemies in Zhou Yuan. Who is he fighting so fiercely?

Looking at his eyes, he folded his sleeves and said, "I had a fight with those monsters."

Listening to this, Tang Thirty-six thought of the picture at that time, shaking his head again and again, Hu Thirty-two also had a complex look.

At that time they were sitting at the highest place of Zhouling. The smoke outside the Zhouling was billowing, and the monsters and animals came like a tide. The angry roar seemed to tear the sky apart.

Folded sleeves are like a stone. They are sometimes submerged inside and appear again and again, so that they are admired and worried.

Chen Changsheng didn't ask why folded sleeves should fight those monsters because he knew the reason.

In the grassland where the sun never fell, the folded eyes were blind, and he fled with seven rooms on his back, and he had already forged an enmity with those monsters.

Household thirty-two looked at Chen Changsheng, his expression was more respectful.

While in Wenshui City and Canyon, the bishop's attitude towards Chen Changsheng was extremely respectful, and also from the heart, but now his respect comes from deeper inside.

How to judge the ability or potential of a truly strong person? One of the easiest ways is to look at the size of the small world they have.

The larger the small world you can control, the higher the level.

Now that he confirmed the rumor, Zhou Yuan was indeed in the hands of His Majesty the Pope.

When he served in the Qingxian Hall many years ago, he once entered the green world of the previous pope.

He is very sure that Aoba World is far less than Zhou Yuanda.

This made him more confident in His future, His Majesty the Pope, the State Church and... his own.

Chen Changsheng naturally didn't know that letting the thirty-two households enter Zhou Yuan, just like the original entry of Eucalyptus and Chen Huan into Zhou Yuan, would bring these benefits.

His eyes at this time fell on the mountains far away.

The mountains are beautiful, the mountains are full of green, even in the noon sun, there is still no dryness, and when you see it, you feel calm.

The further into the mountains, the denser the vegetation, and the deeper the greenery, but it is not redundant.

In the deepest part of the cloud, there is a very high mountain, which seems to be true and false, and it is impossible to see the true content at all.

Is that the Virgin Peak?

Looking at the mountain peak in the distance, Tang 36 was also a little excited. To know that the Virgin Peak is a famous sacred place, he also saw it for the first time.

Chen Changsheng's emotional change is more because Sheng Nu Feng is where Xu Yourong lives and practices.

In the later letters, Xu Yourong did not mention the appearance of Saint Maiden.

He had imagined many times.

Although Xu Yourong should be closed at this time, she could not meet.

But thinking that she was on that mountain, he would still have a lot of desires.

Just like the most vulgar description.

At this time, he wished to insert his wings and fly over.

Nanke walked up to him, looked up at him and said seriously: "Do you want to fly? Then you tell me."

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