Sword of Coming

(Chapter two.)

The long river is still flowing from the outside of this small world, and the friction between the two heavens and the earth is aroused with the fascinating color of multicolored glass.

Chen Pingan and Jian Ling sit side by side on the edge of the ruins of the city wall, with their legs hanging outside.

Chen Pingan looked down at his abdomen and stopped bleeding. The wounds were roughly flesh and blood, but the inside was like a mess of internal organs. It still hurts people.

The wounds of a flying literary squad, even if it is far from being a blow, can be worn even from Chen Ping’s abdomen, and the sequelae are still unimaginable.

In the distance, everyone stood still and stood still.

The only teaching that was broken by the flying sword was the most strange. It was swaying, and the amplitude was extremely small, but it was especially miserable.

Sun Jiashu was stunned by his ancestors and handed over to the old governor.

Most people have a smile on their faces.

Listening to her, Zheng Dafeng, who was interrupted by the spine, the pure instinct that the nine-day Wufu cultivated has completely dissipated, and it is really a waste person, but the body still leaves some, equivalent to five or six The body of Wufu. Zheng Dafeng has been sent to the dust pharmacy by Master Wen Sheng. It is a worry-free life, but it is estimated that even if you stand up from the sick bed, you will die in the rest of your life.

She also said that the old show said that the mess was cleaned up by him. In short, Chen Ping would never suffer. The cuckoo had to eat more, and he had to spit out more, and things were not so simple.

Looking at the canopy dome of this small world together, she suddenly said: "I have to go, grinding the sword, can not delay for a moment."

Chen Pingan remembered something and said softly: "I have a paper umbrella that can cover the sky. Do you hold the fairy godmother? According to the previous statement, even the death of the master of Wensheng is expressed. I will no longer have to meet Du at least.懋 This kind of old monster, as long as it is not a five-level monk, I can cope, and will not take the initiative to provoke, this time the old dragon city to help Zheng Dafeng, is a special case."

She snorted and reached out and touched Chen Ping’s head. "Alright, you haven’t sent me anything yet."

Chen Pingan blinked.

She is confident and strong: "I said that when you crossed the bridge, you licked the dragon in the basket? It was not a gift from you, it was stolen."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Shen Xian sister, you want to squat, that oil paper umbrella is not counted, I will send you the other, I have gone a long way, and will continue to go on later, maybe you will meet you like s things."

She leaned over and then leaned back and smiled. "Don't you be afraid that the girl is angry?"

Chen Pingan smiled brightly. "I can't make a big deal for her."

She bent her fingers and gently tapped on Chen’s forehead. “Young lang grows up.”

Chen Pingan also turned around and reached out to draw the height of two people. He said happily: "Yes?"

She gently slammed Chen Ping’s shoulder with her shoulder and smiled and said, “I like the girl very much? How do you like the law?”

Chen Ping thought for a moment, pale face, slightly red, hands on the ground, looking into the distance, shy and whispered: "This is where I am willing to say export."

She shouted: "Hey, I really have to be jealous."

Chen Pingan still looked into the distance and shook his head: "No, the fairy sister is the best."

The tall woman smiled and stood up. "Go, go to the pharmacy and take the umbrella. Right, the corpse on the ground is the body of the cockroach of the cuckoo, and it can be put away, so it is a pair of skins of the 12th celestial body. Can sell money."

Chen Pingan glanced at the "Cuckoo" on the ground.

She smiled and said: "I can sell a lot of money, and even people can live in it, such as the big brother of the country, Cui Wei."

Chen Ping’s income is among the best.

She will smile.

Although Chen Ping’s body is ruined, it’s just that the action is not uncomfortable, but now it’s time to play against others. It’s estimated that the current strength is not as good as the martial arts repairs that entered the three borders.

Chen Pingan stood up and looked down at the broken golden robes, which was more painful than the pain. In her hand, she was holding the three pieces of the dragons that were first placed in the white jade brand. She said: "Nothing, make up, a few bags of gold and copper coins, maybe even a temper to ascend to the half-class Yang old man has to give something, that Du is coming, and he has to give it."

Chen Ping nodded.

She strode forward and walked in the hole in the wall that was opened. "Don't be discouraged, the end of the avenue is still far away. I will still be by your side."

Chen Pingan quickly followed, she grabbed Chen Ping’s shoulder and jumped out of the wall. After Chen Ping’s direction, she plunged into the dusty pharmacy in the inner city of Old Dragon City.

Since the old show has not yet removed the prohibition of the old dragon city, it is still the silence of all things.

Falling in the alley outside the medicine shop, holding the money from the mountain stick, it is like an ant on a hot pot, because after she finished her own crazy sword, she found that Zhao’s yin is like a wooden man. No matter how she shouted, it didn't work. The black smoke was like an ice cone. She grabbed it with both hands and couldn't pull it. Finally, I lost my mountain stick and squatted on the ground and cried. After crying, I ran out of the alley like crazy, just stopped at the corner of the street, because I remembered Chen’s embarrassment, so she was there. I didn’t go, and finally I fell on the ground, tearing my heart and tearing my lungs, shouting again and being a master. After shouting the voice, I couldn’t cry, and I took a look at the forehead and put it on my forehead. I am courageous, wrinkled with a crying face, I will take that step and go to Chen Ping!

The result sounded a familiar voice, "Come back."

He turned around and saw Chen Ping, who smiled at himself. He was both wronged and happy. He cried and laughed and ran to Chen Pingan, hugged.

The tall woman stood behind Chen Ping and saw this scene. It was interesting and quite like it.

As for the eccentricity in the eyes of this black charcoal niece, her origins and vision make her know the doorway better than anyone else.

This weather is called the sun and the moon.

Of course, it is not the "orthodox" sun and moon in the world, but the essence of the sun and the moon in some heavens and blessings. Even so, Jiu Jingwufu, or the land gods, still can't bear this good fortune.

Why is the little girl safe and sound, she is not interested, what strange things, strange people, have never seen? It’s already numb. Just killing under the old sword, countless.

When I saved the money, I saw the tall woman in white, wide-eyed, and looked dull.

Jianling smiled and said to Chen Pingan: "As of today, there are very few pure immortals, why don't you teach her?"

Chen Pingan kept the small head of the money. "I was afraid that she had learned Wu, I didn't know how to be serious, and I was troubled. Then I personally taught her."

The money began to involuntarily retreat.

I can't help myself, I am afraid she doesn't know what to do now.

Sword Ling blinked: "It seems that it is not a common hole in Confucianism. Maybe one of them, was it that I was degraded by myself?"

Chen Pingan is confused.

Jianling smiled and said: "I don't need to understand this for the time being. Chen Sesame is ruining the millet. I am upset when I think about it."

She took the lead and turned to the drug store.

It took only money to return to God, and the students were hiding behind Chen Ping.

The small oil-paper umbrella, which was called the phoenix fan by the East China Sea, leaned against the door. She bent down and picked it up. She instantly opened it and dropped a jade card. It was the plaque of the Taipingshan ancestral hall.

She grabbed her hand and blinked her eyes, and pinched it for powder. "What is a broken thing."

Chen Pingan slammed his feet and hurriedly said: "I have to return to the Taiping Mountain."

Jianling smiled and said: "Don't say it early, it doesn't matter, it is said that I broke it, let the Taipingshan come to Zhuzhudong to find me, I will pay them."

She thought, the premise is that they dare to accept.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Forget it, I will write a letter to the old Tianjun of Taipingshan. It should be a problem."

She held the umbrella and nodded. "Then I am gone."

Chen Pingan said a thousand words, I don’t know where to start, but at the end I just smiled and nodded.

She walked over to Chen Ping’s front and leaned slightly, leaning her forehead against Chen’s forehead, whispering: “Chen Pingan, I am lucky to meet you.”

After that, she took a paper umbrella and turned it into a snow-white long rainbow. She broke the canopy of the old dragon city and broke the sea of ​​clouds that Fan Junmao could not afford. After a hover, she went north to return to the north of Zhuzhudong. station.

At the door of the drug shop, I smacked the tears of Chen Ping’s sleeves and said with trepidation: "This is the most powerful fairy sister I have ever seen. In front of her face, I can’t even dare to slap."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "There are people outside, there are days outside the sky, so after martial arts, you can't be seen."

The money nodded hard and suddenly asked: "She is the ‘girl’, then I will meet her next time, I call her a mother?”

Chen Pingang just wants to cross the threshold, a jealousy.

Money is stunned: "It is a shouting teacher!"

Chen Pingan quickly turned around and grabbed the guy’s mouth and blinked: "No talk!"

I saved my money and squinted. "Do not say it in your mouth, put it in your heart?"

Chen Pingan black-faced her ears, rubbing her head, rubbing her heels, screaming and screaming, and slamming Chen Ping into the yard behind the pharmacy.

Money is lying on the ground and covering his ears.

Chen Pingan went to Zheng Dafeng’s main house and saw the man lying in bed, fainting, and stopped the trauma.

It’s just a lot worse than his Chen’s peace. At the beginning, Chen Ping’s peace was the peak of the autumn and the “big school”, and now the man on the bed, even the whole big spine is broken. .

Chen Pingan moved a chair and sat in a dimly lit room overlooking Zheng Dafeng.

The money went to the door of the partial house, and after seeing this scene, hesitated and gently left.

She sat on the steps and held her gang with her hands.

She has never seen such a... sad Chen Pingan.

She was also a little sad, and she blew the yellow symbol on her forehead.

Fu Yan does not run, sadness can not blow.

When a person grows up, will it be like this?

For a moment, Haoran’s world’s flowing water at the southern end of Baoliangzhou returned to normal, pouring into the old dragon city from all directions.

It’s just that in addition to the secular celestial beings of Jin Dan Yuan Ying, most people simply don’t realize this subtlety.

After a few moments, these old Dragon City savvy people finally realized that things were a little weird.

Chen Ping’s disappearance was normal, and he was pierced by the swallowing sword and disappeared into the field of vision. However, Du Fu was gone, and the Zheng Dafeng was gone, which is a bit difficult to explain.

Moreover, from the far side of watching them, there are also accidents.

For example, the family is the most nervous. In addition to the "first person of Tongyezhou" in the eyes of Baojuan, the most invincible teachings in the old dragon city fell to the ground, and lost consciousness on the spot, a blood overflowing. come out.

Distinct is a terrible scene that has been damaged and fundamental.

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Looking at the wall of the city, there is no such thing as Chen Ping’s figure. Is it somewhere in the outer city, or is it?

The East China Sea and the Wing Chun flower once again looked at each other.

I saw this incomprehensible teaching, "I was hurt," and it was not bad news for the two people who were not willing to give up the seat of the city.

Yan Nanhua whispered: "After?"

He shook his head and said: "Don't worry, it doesn't make much sense. Now go back and find out what happened. Why did Du Fu disappear? Don't go to the East Gate and enter the South Gate."

As the old dragon city is now a well-deserved top spot, and the nails on the board to be unified in the old dragon city, the car and horse actually chose to detour, go to the south gate.

The most savage goose, naturally, is the Du Fu on the head of the city, the descendants of the flying cuckoo, the eyes of the ancestors, the ancestors? What about people? !

His wife, Ding, has a simple qualification for practice. Instead, he is more calm than the Du Fu, who is full of Jin Dan. "In Tongyezhou, the ancestors can be rampant, let alone such a small Baoguanzhou?"

Du Fu nodded and took her hand and smiled and said: "I am dying. This time, we will use the old dragon city as a springboard, all the way to the north, and gather the major sects. Shun me Tong Ye Zong Zhanchang, the opposite is dead. At that time I will be responsible for one of the routes, you, just as your Ding family, the old Dragon City will only have two big names.

The woman smiled.

Ding Fanghou's three surnames outside the Old Dragon City have sent their respective families to worship and destroy Zheng Dafeng.

This was a temporary arrangement for the family. In fact, they were somewhat unprepared. They should not be so rushed and naked. Instead, they would be outside the city, and the outside city would be dialed. "Identity", people can not grasp the handle, rather than this kind of bad tricks near the street. It’s just that since the family is reluctant to make a fuss, their previous four major names are allied, but after Sun Jiasun Jiashu and Dingjia Dufu have turned their backs to the family, after knowing the killing orders of the family, there is the bargaining power and Bottom qi, later became a vassal of the family, eating some of the remaining wreckage in the mouth of the family, it is better to remove the roots tonight.

Among the tribal teams, the surnamed children did not feel that the situation had changed. They also mourned the big banquet seats tonight. At that time, the women who had the dust medicine shop all showed up. Whoever drinks a glass of wine can teach them to take off one piece. clothes!

After the discussion of the three major surnames, they decided to follow the family to go to Nanchengmen. As for the devotional clerk who was responsible for the murder, they would not constrain themselves. They must pick up their heads and join them in the city.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Fan Junmao slowly woke up, and it really fell into Jindan.

She didn't have a bit of resentment. After laughing, she stunned the route of Denglongtai under the eyes, and there were sporadic kills. She frowned and reached for her heart. The other hand pointed her fingers down. Point out.

In the sea of ​​clouds, a strip of light has fallen.

Because of the use of Yunhai's fundamental gas transport, Fan Junmao's shot, the power is no less than the ordinary Yuan Ying.

The original casualties of the guests, only the remaining five or six, and one by one to shoot through the head.

The Fan's driver who served as the slain, only the last one.

Four people got off the bus, and finally they got on the carriage. Only Lu Baixiang, who was bathed in blood, and Wei Wei, who had the lightest armor and the lightest injury.

The martial arts fan Zhu Zhu, died.

On the right side, it is more dead.

Lu Baixiang returned to the infatuated sword, not forgetting those corpses, poked at the heart of the sword, the car that went to this.

In the old dragon city, the big monk who had been able to swim in the stagnation of the time, the little old man dressed up by the rich family, stood under a tree at the moment, bent down and laughed, and burst into tears.

Great people!

The old man has not laughed so much in the past millennium.

This old metamorphosis of Du Fu, it is also today!

He was on the north of the continent, but his intention was to be a distraction. He would go to a certain person in the same class, and he thought that he could encounter such a beautiful thing.

This is in Tongyezhou, but in some small and medium-sized fairy houses in Baojuzhou, especially in the eyes of various fairy people, the famous "one-shot gun", the most expensive mountain hakka, and an invincible **** The boxers help the self-proclaimed "Jade Face Xiaolang Jun", often during the period of the Jingmen Shentong, in order to jealously fight for a fairy, and of course, it is not a real fight, but a money, and it is not a snow money, But that little summer money!

The old man converges on a smile, and the color is correct: "This is a good day. You can't deduct the search again. You must press the guy. I have to be lavish and come up with the style! I can't let the guy arrogate again. It’s a pity that the Sujia fairy of Zhengyang Mountain is so good that there is a girl with a singularity. I wanted to run a Zhengyang Mountain in person and send a magic weapon. Unfortunately, it’s a pity... There is also the **** of the ancestral He Xiaoliang, He Daxianzi, how to leave Baoliangzhou, and want to run to see her, a glimpse of the room, even if you look far away, ah... ”

Dust pharmacy is placed inside the house.

Chen Pingan always sat in the chair, and heard that even if the man in the hospital bed can get up and walk, it will be a hunchback in the future.

Will be stunned for a lifetime.

It’s already awkward, and it’s not too good.

When I was thinking about it, at the gate, I watched the fairy tales in the mountains and walked into the town. The man who stalked Lang Lang was amazed. "The lady who had just had a thigh can clip people."

On that day, the thin teenager still couldn’t understand the meaning of the swear words, and had to ask: "Was the lady practicing Wu?"

At that time, there was no serious man, but it was already an eight-dimensional Wufu.

Nowadays.

Chen Pingan said dumbly: "Zheng Dafeng, I have gone so far, I have met many people in the rivers and lakes. You are the hardest bone and the straightest of the spine. Sorry, I am really sorry..."

At this moment, the old town gatekeeper, lying in the **** soaked bedding, silent.

On the sea outside the island ferry in Old Dragon City, the little Dao, who stepped on the huge golden gourd, was pitifully extending his hands, and was a poor and sour old man who didn’t know where to come from, “挨板”.

The little boy’s eyes are red, and he’s complaining. “The gentleman, it’s really not my business. This time, the old dragon city, I didn’t hurt him, and he was provoked by the cuckoo. I can’t figure it out. Ah, what kind of realm of Du Fu, I can't go to Laolongcheng to die, you beat me out of order... Hey! It hurts..."

The old show didn't listen to this complaint. It was better to hear this. It was even more embarrassing to start. "You are a little boy with no conscience. Who did you call the brothers and brothers? Who is with you?" Pick up the chopsticks and eat down the chopsticks. Isn't it? The stinky cow nose teaches you, I am going to put you on the board! Still dare to hide? Set up, stand up, reach out!"

The little virgins stretched out their hands, but they were hiding and nowhere to hide. They mourned: "Where, Master Wen, you are like this again. I went to the old man with the master and told me that you are so partial to Chen Ping, my master will also favor me... ..."

The old man screamed: "I still dare to talk back, what bad water in the smelly cow's nose, I will not know?! The upper beam is not under the beam, today I will not convince you, I will follow your surname!"

Xiaodao Tong wows and cries, "Wen Sheng, you are a surname! You are not a family, you can watch this incense, you will hit me a few times..."

The old man only snorted and lost the branch. He taught: "I moved to the world in the future, and less trouble! It’s only a disaster for you to be a little clever. The Taoist in Baiyujing, 12th floor The five major cities, the fairy gods are happy, but it also means that they will not be as arrogant as the world, and the last thing they want is the rules."

The little boy sat on the golden gourd and wiped his tears. He shook his hands and raised his head. He curiously asked: "The old man did not say that he wants to go to the world."

The old show blinked: "You know a fart."

The little boy snorted. "I know a fart, then I know that you are a gentleman..."

The old man smiled and grabbed the branches with roots drifting away from the sea. The little boy stood up and stood up and started a new round of board.

The little boy wants to die.

This insignificant little dead branch gives the old poor light egg in his hand, but it is not worse than the sword.

The old man blinked at the southwest side, lost his dead branches, and slapped it on the head of the boy. "Get out of the way, and then stick your tail and behave."

The golden gourd wandered away, and the little boy standing on the top suddenly turned his back to the old show, bent over and twisted his ass, and did not forget to turn his head and make a face.

The old man only stretched out a finger and gently twisted it. The dead branch licked it and just poked a small buttock in the little boy.

The little boy pulled out the dead branch and threw it. He jumped and hurriedly took control of the sword under his feet.

It seems that this appearance, the old poor, not too light, so take him to suffocate.

The little boy wiped the tears on his face, and the little devil was very angry. He said, "I am also angry with the old man! I will not be a brother to you later."

Hey.

The dead branches are poked in another buttock.

The old man sent the little **** and went to the southwest.

The sword is rushing.

The sea is shaking.

The old show did not say anything, the fire was a slap in the face, the past was a jump, a slap in the face of the sword repair, still not deflated, a slap and a slap, "you useless things, Xiao Qi can not help Well, if you have an excuse for reason, you can’t know the situation of Zhuzhu Dongtian. Well, even the younger brothers under the eyelids can’t keep it, and if you don’t read the book, you practice the sword and practice the sword. Sword, practice a fart sword! Do you know that Chen Ping’s peace has been harmed twice by you, once is the state of mind being dragged by you, once you are giving away the loss of 12 sacred demon, Chen Ping is almost a little, just a little I have to suffer this innocent disaster! Du Fu, have you heard of it?! A stinking shameless thing in the sky, blocking Chen Ping in the old dragon city, your little brother is now a Wujing Wufu! Going to your younger brother! What is the plan for the Zongmen to participate in the Daxie, and what kind of help to test the old gods are all nonsense! It is to kill Chen Pingan!"

The old man was in front of outsiders, even the little boy, even the two Confucian men who were sitting in the sky, the so-called anger, still point to the end, at least not so straightforward.

However, before the sword was repaired, it was half-exclusive.

And the sword repair stood still, letting the old man who was much shorter than himself, jumping and slamming his head again and again.

The old show said while playing: "You are good, pat the **** and leave, you are really chic, Qi Jingchun is not as good as you are, this little teacher is not as good as you, no one is as chic as you are! You are so chic You don't fly up to the sky to roll your mother's egg?!"

Stand on the left and right, don't fight back, don't talk back.

Because he was also the first time in his life, he saw such an angry and disappointed gentleman.

Even if it was the self-prisoned school Gong Delin, it was his neighbors, and Mr. still laughed, and he did not think it was a hard thing.

Even the Temple of the Temple is moved by position, moved out, and smashed.

Mr. still doesn't care, it doesn't really matter, not pretending to be easy.

He knows that Mr. has never been such a person.

The left and right faces were calm and asked: "Mr. What should the disciples do?"

"You finally remembered that it was my disciple? How did I deal with the Middle-earth Five-Year God? How do you take advantage of it today? You have a sword... What do you say?"

The old man was jumping up and slapping on the left and right heads, pointing to the north of Tongyezhou, and angered: "Dry his mother!"

Oh, left and right.

Go south.

Under the sword and the sword, the sea is separated.