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The pale-faced, plain-clothed child turned his head around for a while before continuing to follow the adult, and his figure disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Chen Ping's expression was calm, and he didn't continue to look at the strange scene over there. He glanced at the demon-suppressing charm posted on the gate. It was just made of ordinary yellow paper, and it wasn't too distressing to use.In such a heavy rain before, the door was soaked in rainwater, but Chen Pingan stuck it on the door panel casually, and it was extremely firm.

On the door are the two most common painted Wumen Gods in the market. I don't know if they are the Wumiao saints enjoying incense in Tongyezhou, or the meritorious generals in the history of Chenxiang Kingdom.

More than half of this year has passed, and the painted door gods have been exposed to wind, sun and rain, and they have faded badly, and they are still a little dull, with a hint of decay and decay.

After Chen Ping entered the four realms of Martial Dao, his qi and blood were strong and his soul was tenacious. The way he looked at the world changed accordingly. It was similar to the hope of a qi trainer, who could catch every trace of spiritual flow, especially in the After wearing the golden wine, with the degree of spiritual energy absorbed by this robe, they can verify each other and gain a lot.

Looking up at the two door gods who seemed to be in bright armor and majestic attire, in fact, a bit of divine aura had long since disappeared in the long river of time, bit by bit eaten away by the evil spirit of this weird alley.

Is this short of heroism?

Chen Pingan sighed, stood on tiptoe, and smoothed the fine folds of the talisman with his fingers. How many pairs of painted door gods can you buy for a pagoda town demon talisman? Chen Ping'an was well aware of the general meaning of sneaky and evil. He was trying to show off his authority. He probably wanted him and Lu Tai, two exuberant foreigners, to be more sensible and leave this place early.

Chen Pingan walked into the yard, closed the door and fastened it. Now that Lu Tai was awake, he completely lost sleepiness. Like Chen Pingan, he moved a chair and sat at the door. Without Chen Pingan's opening, Lu Tai took the initiative to explain: "Some Taoism The superficial yin thing can also frighten people, and at most harm those people in the city who are inherently weak in yang, or when they are walking at night, suddenly frighten them, take advantage of the moment when the soul trembles, absorb and steal a little soul, Or in those gates where the ancestors did not accumulate virtue and the door gods failed, when the common people were selected to have nightmares, they would do the ghost press business. Well, there are some guys who are not comfortable with themselves, do not understand the rules, and are in some scumbags. Wandering ghosts pee at the fork in the road, and get yourself into trouble."

Lu Tai took out the bamboo fan and started to fan it. The coolness in the courtyard suddenly disappeared, and there was a little more warmth for no reason. In the rain, a wisp of gray smoke curled up and then dissipated.

Lu Tai smiled and said: "These ghosts don't have much knowledge, they are as virtuous as the living people of Flying Eagle Fort, and we can't see the depth of the two of us at all. It's a pity that if the Zhang Family's Tianshi were to draw it, or The high-skilled mage of the Lingbao Sect relies on your material."

Lu Tai paused for a moment, intending to sprinkle salt on Chen Pingan's wound, "Just stick a talisman on the gate of Flying Eagle Fort, and it will be able to protect these hundreds of people for at least three to five years, so that they will not be harassed by ghosts." , unlike a layman like you, who can only spit out pure true energy on the talisman, and is doomed to be unable to connect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This talisman is water without a source, so it can be beautiful for a few days."

Chen Ping sat on the chair opposite, "Why didn't you show up earlier?"

Lu Tai smiled and said: "What do I show up to chat with them, talk about the customs here? Ask them how to arrange the order of appearance in order to scare you, and how to make the rainwater turn into blood. I will only tell them sincerely. The scaring methods of ghosts, they are really not enough to watch, I may not be able to resist teaching them a few tricks when the time comes."

The more Lu Tai said, the more outrageous he became. Chen Ping pointed out the door with the wine gourd, signaling that Lu Tai could go out and make friends with them.

Lu Tai sat in the same place, motionless as a mountain, and put away the folding fan with a snap, "I have liked to deal with the demons raised in the family since I was a child, and I can even say that I get along day and night. I have been used to it for a long time. They are annoying, with them floating around outside, I will only sleep more peacefully and sweetly."

Chen Pingan was puzzled and said: "You children of the Yin Yang family, don't be afraid of this."

Lu Tai looked up at the rain curtain and said softly: "If you don't approach evil, you don't know good."

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Is there a real ghost hidden in Flying Eagle Fort?"

Lu Tai nodded, "Otherwise, why before the fight, I would say something about the geomantic omen of framing and framing?"

Chen Pingan nodded, remembering this clearly.

Lu Tai rested his hands lazily on the handles of the chair, his sleeves drooping, "If we both die and become desperate mandarin ducks in the deep mountains and old forests over there, do you think it's time to plant the blame on the martial arts reckless people like Feiyingbao? Will anyone believe it? Naturally, it was blamed on the nest of ghosts over here."

Chen Pingan's heart skipped a beat, he stood up abruptly, and walked towards the door.

There was a movement in the alley outside the courtyard, and the golden light of the monster-suppressing talisman on the gate rose sharply and disappeared in a flash.

Lu Tai turned his head and said with a smile: "There's no need to go, those ghosts don't give up, and they must suffer a little bit before they are willing to have a long memory. Now that they have learned the lesson, they should stay away from us in the near future. I want to hear those moving sounds of nature again in the future. Zhiyin, it’s hard to get a good night’s sleep.”

Chen Pingan opened the gate of the courtyard. After crossing the threshold, he looked up at the pagoda town demon talisman. Except for a light stain, the talisman showed no signs of broken gallbladder or swaying aura. He came to test the talisman in front of him Ghosts, as Lu Tai said, are indeed not very good.

Chen Ping returned to the yard and made up his mind that if he still came to provoke, then don't blame him for being a bad neighbor.

Lu Tai clasped the back of his head with both hands, and said: "This Tongyezhou is a very old-fashioned place, and I don't like foreigners from other continents very much. Instead, it is here. The heavenly king of Juluzhou, Xie Shi, has been surrounded by people for a long time. He was beaten half to death, unlike you Aquarius Island, you can still sit down politely to drink tea, reason, and bargain."

Chen Pingan rubbed the mud on the soles of his boots on the steps, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Aquarius Island is too close to Julu Island, and the relationship between Dali and Xie Shi is also very mysterious. They are all related, not all from the same continent. Things about local customs. Lu Tai, what do you think?"

Lu Tai clicked his tongue and said: "Yes, Chen Pingan, you are more and more able to stand on the mountain to look at the problem now, you are worthy of being a person who has gone through the Hanging Mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Chen Ping was about to move the chair back to the room, when Lu Tai suddenly said: "Chen Ping, if Ma Wanfa is included, it is actually not difficult for them to deal with a half-Gold Core cultivator. The two of us can win this fight, It's actually not easy."

Chen Ping stood next to the chair and asked, "If the two of us face off against a Jindan Qi practitioner, do we have a chance of winning?"

"Yes, but the odds are slim."

Lu Tai smiled and said, "Almost every Golden Core cultivator is a person with a tough heart, and his magical powers emerge in endlessly. So we must fight him desperately, or he will be consumed by him. You should know, practice Qi The ninth state of the Jindan state of the warrior, the seventh state of the pure martial artist, and the previous states of each of them, together, are said to be earth-shaking."

Chen Pingan sat back in his chair, shook his head and said, "I don't really know, just tell me."

Lu Tai's eyes lit up, "I told you this, can I give you a hundred less snowflakes when the spoils are officially divided next time?"

Chen Pingan couldn't laugh or cry, "You still care about a hundred snowflakes"

Lu Tai laughed and said, "Of course I don't care about snow money, I just like the feeling of taking advantage."

Chen Ping stretched out a hand, indicating that Lu Tai could make money.

Lu Tai was in a good mood, kicked off his boots, sat cross-legged on a chair, and said with a smile: "A pure martial artist can rise up to six or seven, and is known as covering the ground. In addition to talking about the seventh realm of wind control, it can make a martial artist resist the wind like a fairy." In addition to traveling far away, there is also the soul and courage condensed into one body, and the world that unfolds in front of you is a different scene."

"As for Qi practitioners to enter the Golden Core Realm, it is only my generation who form the Golden Core. This golden rule is almost rotten. The real mystery lies in the fact that before the formation of the Golden Core, the monks use magic powers , The bottleneck is very big, how many mansions have been opened up, you can roughly calculate the total amount of spiritual energy stored, and fight against people, just like you Chen Ping want to spend money, you need to save some money."

"But after forming the golden core, the monks store spiritual energy, not limited to how many Qi palaces, but like an ice cellar built by a rich man, who can still eat ice in the scorching heat, and more importantly, can temporarily borrow spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Bridge, I have said so much, what is it for besides stepping on the practice, and also to be able to connect with the heaven and the earth, so that I have a small hole in the sky, and the heaven and the earth are a great blessing."

Chen Pingan listened carefully.

Lu Tai smiled and asked: "So it's not surprising that we two killed so many people in Ma Wanfa, but we may not win a Golden Core cultivator."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I see."

Lu Tai looked like he saw a ghost, and said doubtfully: "No one who taught you boxing, swordsmanship and talisman will tell you these things."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Don't teach these things, the old man who taught me boxing skills only taught me."

Chen Pingan stood up, and lightly punched Yumu, "I want to punch back the rain curtain ten feet and one hundred feet away."

Chen Ping put away his fist and twisted his wrist lightly, like drawing a talisman with a brush, "The true meaning of the talisman should be poured out on the end of the pen, a little awe-inspiring spirit, and a thousand miles of blissful wind."

Chen Ping held the long sword again, and waved forward lightly, "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and I only have one sword."

Lu Tai stared blankly at the boy in white robe who was different from usual under the opposite roof.

Lu Tai curled up on the chair with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, speechless for a long time.

Chen Pingan grinned, took the chair and was about to go back to the room, "You go to bed early, too."

Lu Tai asked seriously: "Chen Pingan, if you could only choose one of the three, which would you choose?"

Chen Ping was stunned on the spot. He really hadn't thought about this question. After thinking for a while, he replied: "I practiced boxing at the beginning to prolong my life. It is the foundation of my life. I will continue to practice boxing. If I live long enough, I I hope to be able to hit 1000 million punches. Of course, during this period, I must enter the seventh realm of martial arts. As for drawing symbols, it is just a means of saving my life. I will not get too deep into it and let nature take its course. If you really want to go far, you still have to "

Chen Ping stretched out his thumb and pointed to the sword behind him, "It's sword training."

Chen Ping'an looked calm, with firm eyes, "I want to become a sword fairy, a great sword fairy"

Lu Tai tilted his head, "What are you drawing?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said nothing, moved the chair and trotted back to the house, closed the door and went to sleep.

Lu Tai rolled his eyes, no longer sleepy, he hummed a little folk song in boredom, finally stood up and danced slowly on the chair, his sleeves turned like running water.Then sit back in the chair, yawn and shake the fan, or make fortune-telling calculations with your fingers, or put your head on the handle of the chair, roll your eyes and stick out your tongue, pretending to be a hanged ghost

Just like that until dawn.

Chen Ping got up on time, went to open the door to take back the demon-suppressing charm, and then walked back and forth on the eaves to practice boxing.

Lu Tai glanced at Chen Ping'an's boots, "I'll find you a pair of our Xian family's boots later, so you don't have to worry about rain and snow anymore. The more expensive ones can even protect you from fire and water."

Chen Pingan said angrily: "What do you want with that thing? You have to worry about whether your boots will break when you fight with others. It's too much of a hindrance, and it's just an extra worry for nothing."

Lu Tai sighed: "You don't have a life to enjoy life."

Chen Pingan asked: "Didn't anything strange happen after last night?"

Lu Tai nodded, "That's true. It seems that someone in Feiying Castle has run into a ghost. It's not too far from here. The two sides fought. It was quite bloody, but no one was killed."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "Then let's walk around during the day to see if we can discover the truth. After we know it in our hearts, we can decide whether to take action or not."

Lutai doesn't care about this.

He is very good at Fengshui Kanyu, searching for dragons and acupoints, Qimen Dunjia, medical divination and astrology. Qi Juechen, this troubled him a lot.

Lu Tai's few words and understatement summed up a bloody fight.

In fact, for the people in the game at that time, it was far from easy.

In the rain last night, there was a young man in black with a plain knife hanging on his waist, and a Taoist priest who had traveled here, walking together at night. Under the bamboo hat, one looked generous to die, and the other was worried.

After the torrential rain turned to soft drizzle, the two walked into an alley and came to a dilapidated house that had been abandoned for a long time.

The young Taoist in coir raincoat had a slightly pale face, "Tonight's fierce spirit is extremely heavy."

The other man was holding a simple knife, his skin was slightly dark, he lowered his voice, and said through gritted teeth: "Wait any longer, I don't know how many people will die in vain, it can't be delayed."

There are very few residents in this alley, there are only three or four families here and there, most of them are old people who are lonely and widowed, and they don't often contact the outside world. The martial arts students of Flying Eagle Fort, when they were young, competed for courage and courage. In the middle of the night, let's see who dares to walk through this narrow and dark alley alone.

It is said that there was a bloody battle in this alley. Before Feiying Castle fell silent in the rivers and lakes, taking advantage of the death of the old castle owner, a group of gangsters entered Feiying Castle, and their hands were stained with blood. Either the masters of the Demon Cult or the masters of the evil way, they are all heroes from all walks of life who were beaten and maimed by the old castle master back then.

They accidentally leaked the news, and they were caught in the urn of Feiying Fort, which had been prepared for a long time, and blocked in this alley. In that fight, blood flowed all over the ground. The heads, limbs and skeletons of the older generation of Eagle Castle were almost gone. It is said that none of the people who collected the bodies of Eagle Castle in the end did not spit out bile.

Flying Eagle Fort is the kind of martial arts gang whose ancestors were richer but their family was in decline. It used to have a glorious time spanning a hundred years. Among the older generation of Jianghu people in Chenxiang Country, even though the Huan family has been silent for decades, their reputation is still high. It's small, especially the deceased old man Huan, who was highly respected. He was well-known in the Jianghu back then, and he was a well-known hero in the Jianghu.

It's a pity that Huan Yang's martial arts accomplishments of this generation of castle masters are mediocre, unable to support the reputation of Flying Eagle Castle, and Huan Chang is still young, so he has a dismal situation of being out of date.

But casually flipping through the old almanac, from Mr. Huan and up two generations, there are really too many things that Feiyingbao can bring to the table.

So there are more than [-] people in the huge Flying Eagle Fort, all of them are very proud.

Although it lives in a corner, Flying Eagle Fort cannot be regarded as a frog at the bottom of a well.

Almost everyone has heard of the many legendary deeds of Flying Eagle Castle since they were young. As one of the four great masters of the Chenxiang Kingdom, Mr. Huan,

Mr. Huan's best friend who walked the rivers and lakes together when he was young, and now there are three of the top ten masters.

The old matriarch, rumored to be a subjugated princess from a neighboring country, fled the world and was rescued by Mr. Huan.

Huan Chang, the master of Shaobao, has shown outstanding talent in martial arts since he was a child. He is born with amazing physical strength. For more than ten years, he has been seeking advice from outside heroes, or competing with those young heroes who have already become famous in the world. It is remarkable. point.As for the owner of the castle, Huan Shu, Qian Jin, it is said that she has made a baby marriage with the eldest son of one of the top ten masters of the Chen Xiang Kingdom, and she is only waiting for that young man to come to marry him.

And the leader of the younger generation of Feiying Castle is not Huan Chang, but a man with a foreign surname, Tao Xieyang, who is the direct disciple of the castle owner Huan Yang, who has learned Confucian classics and advanced kung fu from the big housekeeper Mr. He since childhood. , Even better than Shaobao Master Huanchang.

Tao Xieyang has a warm heart, is well-known in Flying Eagle Fort, and has a cheerful disposition, as if he is not afraid of the sky falling.

The group of people who entered the mountain and entered the castle last time was the head master, a famous hero of the rivers and lakes. Among them was a beautiful woman known as a fairy, who had a very good relationship with Tao Xieyang. The cheapest drink on the street can also smile like a flower.

In recent years, Tao Xieyang has started to help the castle owner and official He Ya, and started to try to manage the affairs of Feiying Castle. He has come into contact with a lot of inside information, and his life is not easy.

Guests from all over the world need to be watertight when dealing with people. The incense sticks left by the ancestors of Feiying Castle cannot be allowed to go out silently, and the incense has to be continued secretly.Running to the capital, running to the famous and decent families on the top of the mountain, running to the tyrannical gangs in the big city, giving money to the rich mansions, and making connections with the local snakes in the county town all require Tao Xieyang, a foreign surname, to run, so Tao Xieyang's knowledge and experience in the world , are outstanding.

The swordsman who came to this alley tonight is none other than Tao Xieyang.

And the young Taoist who was traveling with him was a close friend Tao Xieyang met in the Jianghu. At first sight, Tao Xieyang knew some secrets of the young Taoist.After Taoist received Tao Xieyang's secret letter asking for help, he came to Flying Eagle Fort without saying a word. After careful exploration, the young Taoist's heart became more and more heavy. Sure enough, as Tao Xieyang said in the letter, Flying Eagle Fort was indeed haunted by ghosts. Moreover, the Taoism is profound, which directly damages the Fengshui foundation of Flying Eagle Fort.

The young Taoist knew that he was not a real mountain person. He followed the master who liked to travel around and practiced Taoism for only five years. Ling, the copper coin sword on his back is made of 49 [-] copper coins. So far, he has not had a chance to make a move. Whether it can really suppress evil spirits is completely uncertain.

The young Taoist named Huang Shang was a son of a gentry who was hopeless in the imperial examination. He had been practicing Taoism for nearly five years, but he still couldn’t draw a talisman. The master who taught Taoism was not around all the year round. Huang Shang spent almost all his savings to make up the The copper coin sword of the "three treasures" of the former dynasty, Yuanguang, and Zhengde, the master said that these three copper coins, with nine folds of seal script, contain the most yang energy.

As for the talismans drawn by Huang Shang, if they are not good in rank, they can only be supplemented by quantity.

Let him be such a half-hearted Taoist priest to deal with the vicious ghosts of Flying Eagle Fort, but he has an invincible relationship with Tao Xieyang, and it is because of his loyalty. The brother died here.

The calling of the two of them as brothers and sisters was not about changing cups and glasses at the wine table, but about changing lives.

Before this house was abandoned, the original owner should have a wealthy family, the threshold was quite high, the gate was made of high-quality cypress wood, and the door knocker was decorated with animal faces, which was old and deep.

Taoist Huang Shang took out a yellow paper talisman from his sleeve. It was raining heavily before. At this time, the Taoist looked at the wet gate and high wall, and said with a wry smile: "The right time and place are not on our side."

The swordsman Tao Xieyang hummed, stared at the gate firmly, held the handle of the knife with one hand, turned around suddenly, and slapped the Taoist priest on the shoulder with the rest of his hand, "I will take a step ahead. If the situation is serious, you can't save me. You Don't worry about me, just help me find a yin house with better Feng Shui later on."

Huang Shang was about to speak.

Tao Xieyang had already grinned, smiling brightly, "I'm not being polite, if both of you die here, you won't be able to snatch the wine down here."

Tao Xieyang put away his hands, sank into his dantian, and slashed at the door with a knife, "Open it for me"

The knife was so fierce that it split open the gate directly, and Tao Xieyang strode into it, resolutely.

For a while, his steps were heavy, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Tao Xieyang had no fear, gave a soft drink, swung his knife forward, and slashed in the void.

Tao Xieyang opened the way with a saber, and went straight forward.

The two "Gentlemen's Amulets" hidden in his arms and waist instantly turned black, as if they were stained with ink, and the little spiritual energy disappeared completely.

Huang Shang was about to follow up quickly, but felt a gust of dark wind rushing out from the door, so he found two slightly dry places on the inner wall of the door, and pasted up two town house talismans. He froze, and then twisted a talisman with each hand, which were "Guanghua Zhenjun Holding the Sword Talisman" and "Yellow God Yuezhang Seal Talisman", both of which were famous amulets left over from ancient times and were widely circulated.

Only Huang Shang took three steps forward against the gloomy wind, and found that the sword holding the sword and the seal talisman became half black, like two talismans that had just been pulled out of the inkstone. Thick as water, the ghosts here are definitely not the unjust souls who died in the alleys back then, they must be the ghosts who have been wandering for more than a hundred years in the setting sun, quickly exit the house"

It's just that the door of the main house in the distance opened by itself, Tao Xieyang swung a knife and entered, and the door slammed shut.

Huang Shang's face was full of grief, and he tried his best to pour a faint spiritual energy into the two talismans in his hands, and shouted angrily: "Remove the disaster and remove the blame!"

Holding the sword talisman remained silent, soaked in the ink formed by the condensed evil spirit, the fingers of the twirling talisman seemed to be scalded, Huang Shang hurriedly threw the talisman away.

Fortunately, the aura of the seal talisman was rippling, and it suddenly lit up, reflecting the visions around it.

The talisman was ignited suddenly, burning blazingly, the yellow paper was consumed rapidly, emitting acrid green smoke.

Surrounding Huang Shang, the sound of sinister laughter kept coming and going, but there was no one in sight.

The neck seemed to have been licked by a cold long tongue, which gave the young Taoist goose bumps all over his body.

Huang Shang threw away the burnt seal talisman, and was about to take another talisman from the bottom of the box from his sleeve.

The back of his left hand, which was stretched out to the sleeve, seemed to be pricked by someone. Huang Shang shuddered, and there was an inexplicable shower on his head. Huang Shang looked around. When he looked at his face and spread his hands, it was actually full of blood.

The next moment, Huang Shang raised his head subconsciously.

A pale face without eyeballs was close at hand, almost touching the tip of Huang Shang's nose.

Huang Shang was dumbfounded.

In an instant, someone pressed his shoulders hard and pulled him back. Huang Shang flew out of the house and fell into the muddy alley outside, dizzy.

I only saw a familiar tall and thin figure from the back, it was He Ya, the old steward of Flying Eagle Fort, and Tao Xieyang's master.

The old man holds the talisman in both hands. The paper of the talisman should not be the yellow paper of ordinary talisman. Not scattered.

The old manager stepped on his feet and muttered words.

Just as Huang Shang breathed a sigh of relief, his neck was pinched by the snow-white hands with extremely long nails, and he was pulled back all at once. The young Taoist slapped the muddy ground with his hands indiscriminately, to no avail. The back of his head and back hit the wall of Qiangxiang alley , as if someone penetrated into the wall, and hoped that Huang Shang, a living person, would follow into it.

Huang Shang rolled his eyes and passed out.

When the young Taoist woke up, he had already returned to the guest room in the main building of Flying Eagle Fort, next door was Tao Xieyang's residence.

Huang Shang staggered out of bed, just in time to see Mr. He walking out of the room with a solemn face.

He Ya sighed, "Xieyang's body is not seriously injured, just"

The old man didn't continue talking.

He Ya originally wanted to say a few words about Huang Shang, he shouldn't have been so reckless, and accompanied Tao Xieyang into that alley without authorization.

Just looking at the panic of the young Taoist priest, especially the black scratch marks on his neck, which had not faded after a night, the old man couldn't bear it, sighed, and left quickly, going to Cook a dose of medicine and help the apprentice cultivate the foundation and solidify the yuan.

Huang Shang wanted to push the door to enter several times, but withdrew his hand, lost his mind.

Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai are going to the Huan's mansion to have a banquet tonight.

There was still half an hour before the banquet, and the two of them wandered around during the day, walking through all the streets, wells, Huan's ancestral hall, martial arts arena, the execution platform of Feiying Castle and other places.

Lu Tai observed all kinds of door gods on the gates of every house, while Chen Ping occasionally knelt down, silently picked up a handful of soil, put it in his mouth and chewed.

After returning to the courtyard, Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something, "Guan He let us enter Flying Eagle Fort, and especially arranged us here, is it because of his selfish intentions?"

Lu Tai nodded, "The plan to drive away wolves and tigers is mostly because Eagle Fort has nowhere to go, and a dead horse is a living horse doctor. Maybe at the banquet tonight, if we tear up our face and hold this matter accountable, Eagle Fort will To be frank and honest is nothing more than apologizing and making amends, and then throwing money at us, asking us to help Flying Eagle Fort to tide over the difficulties."

Chen Pingan sighed. If the two of them were low-minded and no match for those wandering ghosts, did they die suddenly in that house last night? fort

Lu Tai seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's mind, and said with a smile: "When you feel that the world is dangerous, have you ever thought that Feiyingbao and Naheya may have unspeakable secrets. After hearing their complaints, maybe you will be filled with righteous indignation and fight hard. stand up."

Chen Ping shook his head, and said softly: "There is a priority, right and wrong are divided into big and small, and the order cannot be messed up. After that, we weigh the importance, define good and evil, and finally choose how to do a thing."

Lu Tai smiled and said: "It sounds simple, but it is not easy to do."

Chen Pingan hummed, "It's very rare."

Not long after, brother and sister Huan Chang and Huan Shu came hand in hand, and today Huan Shu changed into warm yellow clothes, looking slim and elegant.Huan Chang still dressed up like that, but took off the ox horn bow.

Before that, Lu Tai asked Chen Pingan if he wanted to give Feiyingbao and Huan Shu a surprise. Before Lu Tai could finish speaking, Chen Pingan turned black and slapped the sword gourd. Lu Tai immediately shut up and folded his hands together. Make a beg for mercy.

At the railing of a high-rise building in the distance, a woman in a good mood is radiant and has a gentle smile. Last night, she heard her daughter say something in the boudoir, saying that there is a Pian Pianjia from a foreign country. When the mother helps palm palm eyes.

The woman found it interesting, so she agreed.

As for the childish relationship in the early years, not to mention that Eagle Castle no longer took it seriously, the other party hoped that there was no such thing at all, so as not to be dragged down by the down-and-out Eagle Castle.

When a virtuous woman thinks that one day in the future, her daughter will be like her mother, wearing the most beautiful bright red wedding dress and marrying her favorite sweetheart at the best time of life. lost.

The woman's eyes were red, she lowered her head slightly, took out an embroidered handkerchief, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

The woman didn't know it, and no one in Flying Eagle Castle could see through it. There were countless cracks on her bloody face, criss-crossing, like a piece of porcelain that was about to break.