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Before the news of the "enclosure" at the regular meeting spread, the Nirvana team went back and forth to verify the 25-year periodicity of each stage of the catastrophe, which attracted Chang An's attention.

Since the previous Chairman Guo founded the "Nirvana Project" national protection special group, he has already prepared for the changes in population and military.

After Lu Hanshuang left the conference hall, he received a call and went to Huaxia to have a secret talk with Chang An.

The hinterland of the Central Plains.

The northwest is dangerously dry, and there are many ferocious plants.

In the miasma township in the southwest, there are many disease-causing monsters.

While Chang An bowed his head in thought, Lu Hanshuang said goodbye.

"Ah." Chang An was stunned for a moment. The matter was of great importance. He subconsciously relied on the young man. Before he could find a way out, the young man had already got up.

Lu Hanshuang only told the truth and did not intend to give any advice.

The sight from a high place was light and cold, as if pouring cold water into his head, which made Chang An wake up and get up to send someone off.

Xiao Yan followed the young man into the car and left, looking back outside the car, Chang An watched the car go away.As the car sped along, Chang An's standing figure became smaller and smaller. He retracted his gaze and glanced past the rearview mirror.

The young man in the mirror looks out of the window quietly, the streets are full of people, and the world is full of vicissitudes. Some passers-by recognize Lu Hanshuang and chase the car screaming.

The eyes of the young man remained motionless, as inhuman as ice, and reflected outside the window were men and women who were either excited or adoring or had pink eyes. It was a bit ironic in comparison.

Lu Hanshuang's strength is always overlooked by people. Even if he gets involved in catastrophe, he is a person who disdains karma.

The car first went to check the progress of the detainees' research on the thorn fruit, and then detoured to Lingxiao Mountain.

It has not arrived for a long time, and the whole family lined up to welcome them.

Lu Hanshuang looked indifferent.

Xiao Yan followed Lu Hanshuang, shuttled through the restored lush mountains and forests, and came to Qingmang's cave.Passing tools along the way, Lu Hanshuang practiced blood and wrote every day, spending half a month, the patriarch and grandfather, who was deaf to what was going on around him, gradually discovered the abnormal performance of the eldest disciple's silence.

He put down his pen and asked the two Taoist boys standing beside him, "Where's Qingyan?"

"Eldest brother asked the tribe in the rainforest to get the blood of the spirit snake. He just shipped it, and he went to the cold storage to check the goods."

Lu Hanshuang was slightly taken aback, "Let him come over after he finishes his work."

Xiao Yan walked to Luoxueyuan, and there was a slanting shadow under his feet.

Looking up, the ancient tree of Albizia julienne has dense branches and leaves, and the branches are full of pink and fluffy flower clusters.

"Come in."

Xiao Yan followed the sound.

The door of the room was wide open, and the snow-haired young man hung his head to write. There were two handsome Taoist boys standing on the left and right. After grinding and washing the brush, Xiao Yan's eyes flickered, and then he looked at the ink on the rice paper waiting to dry.

Lu Hanshuang beckoned, and Xiao Yan stepped forward to take the map he handed over, which recorded the precious water sources of various treasure mountains and spiritual stones, all of which were excerpted from the first volume of "Book of Heaven and Earth".

"Do you know how to do it?"

Xiao Yan nodded.

Lu Hanshuang waved his hand, and the two Taoist boys went down. Xiao Yan stood still and confessed that he had found the snake blood. Lu Hanshuang knew that he had a delicate mind and did not pursue his own ideas. He went to check the snake blood. If it was available, he turned around and went to the pill room The refined product, together with the refined blood previously refined, is enough for one use.

Lu Hanshuang left the alchemy room and saw Xiao Yan waiting outside the door.

Follow him to Luoxueyuan.

into the house.

Lu Hanshuang glanced outside the door, as the sky was getting dark, she raised her eyes to Xiao Yan who refused to leave.

"what you want to say?"

"This time..." Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, "How many days?"

Lu Hanshuang looked at it again and again, feeling a little awkwardness in the eldest disciple's mind, got up and walked to the man, lightly brushed Xiao Yan's shoulder, and whispered softly, "Don't worry."

"I'll be back before the meeting." After finishing speaking, he slightly pushed his hand brushing his shoulder.Before Xiao Yan's charming thoughts took shape, he was pushed outside the door. The door was closed tightly, and a voice came from inside, "If there is anything to do in the past few days, you have full authority to deal with it."

Xiao Yan should be, there is no sound inside.

After standing still for a moment, he turned and left.Looking up, the sky is divided by branches and leaves, light and shadow intertwined, half-bright and half-dark, just like his mood.

Looking through the gaps between the branches and leaves, it was always difficult to see through the entire blue sky. It was not until he left Luoxueyuan that his sight suddenly became clear.

Looking back at the yard, he restrained those emotions that could not be vented, squeezed and sealed them up, buried them deep one by one, and squeezed the map tightly.

……

Far away in the clouds and mist, the thirteen peaks of Xiaoyao.

Huaxia is only a few months, and it has been here for several years.

A Taoist hurried up the mountain to pay a visit. Passing the mountain gate, he saw the figure of a small child playing natural music on the Guangming Monument. It is a pity that the amazing figure has fallen before he grew up.

Thinking about the rumors that Xiyuan's celestial being loved the four disciples and kept their corpses, it was something that disturbed the dead and made them feel uneasy, but if Xiyuan did it, few people would criticize them, instead they all praised the celestial being for their deep love between master and disciple.

The Taoist clicked twice.

As soon as you enter Jingtao Palace, the sound of the piano is loud.

Find the main courtyard.

Under the green pine and green ruler, I saw a magnificent man in green shirt playing the piano, accompanied by a young man, about twelve or thirteen years old.

The young man seemed to just take a nap in the afternoon, leaning against the tree trunk, with his head resting on his back, his beautiful eyes lightly closed, and his blue hair hanging down the ground, it was too beautiful to be disturbed.

Glancing at the young man's neat clothes, and thinking of Xi Yuan secretly changing clothes and combing the corpse's hair, and doing it himself, the Taoist felt strange emotions in his heart.

He suppressed his emotions, and inadvertently noticed that the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, waiting to take a closer look...

"What's the matter here?" Xi Yuan didn't raise his head, and pointed to the piano, and the sound didn't stop.

The Taoist knew that Xiyuan didn't like him to watch too much, so he looked away, and waited for Xiyuan to finish playing the music before talking about business, asking him to go to the Jiucheng Pass.