Chapter 150: The law of the moon (1)

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At eight o'clock in the evening, the rain that lasted for a few hours finally stopped.
The moon is rising from the far end of the sky, and the moonlight seems to have been washed away by the rain. The moon tonight is particularly clear.
Lin Ma, they were cool in the courtyard, and Lin Ma stared at the light upstairs in the bedroom:
"Smallly, after eating lunch, I didn't have a door. How can this be done?"
Qufu people only learn the Hong Kong sisters, and they can't answer the smiles. In fact, what are the hours? The monks in the training period, although they can't find the valley, but have enough food and water, it is common to retreat for a few years.
I just don't know, Lin Shijie, where did she go?
Qufu people's eyes are shining, and the sisters will be among them, the first person to build a foundation?
Unlike the Qu Yuan people think, Lin Luoran is not meditating in a quiet, quiet bedroom, Lin Luoran eyes closed, floating in front of a colorful light group, after Lin Luoran forced compression It eventually turned into a colorful glass beads.
Lin Luoran opened his eyes, carefully put the beads away, lowered his eyes and thought about it again, and closed his eyes again, hoping to restore the aura of body consumption in the shortest possible time.
From time to time, Xiaojin opened his eyes and watched the mountains with vigilance. This whole day, it was full of sorrow and sorrow, and the eyelids jumped so badly - this is a unique sense of belonging to the Jinluo carving family.
Unconsciously, the hour hand pointed to two o'clock in the morning, let Lin Luoran always hang the heart of the back of the Qingcheng view, suddenly burst into a strong aura fluctuation, in a few seconds, and returned to calm.
Lin Luoran suddenly blinked, and a few words to Xiao Jin, the face of this carving is more and more dignified.
Lin Luoran pushed the window and turned it down, but he saw that Qufu and Li Yuer also got up. This big aura fluctuated, and even the two people who were slightly lower were alarmed.
Seeing that Li Xiaoer wants to call her, Lin Luoran is more than a squeaky gesture. The two people’s minds suddenly sounded a rare and serious voice of Lin Luoran: "Stay at home, if the situation is not right, then run quickly... my dad Mom and Luodong, Xiaojin will be responsible for carrying away, you can manage yourself."
What the Qufu people wanted to say, Li Xiaoer took him and nodded to Lin Luoran.
Lin Dao also said that he also practiced a sense of anger. Lin Luoran was too high to detect him. Li Xiaoer, who was not prepared to marry him, naturally woke him up. When Lin Dad put on his clothes and came out to see it, he only saw Lin Luoran like a big bird, and his clothes disappeared in the depths of the jungle.
If the moon is like a practice, Li Wei’s face is dignified and hard to support a smile:
"Uncle, I am afraid I can't sleep tonight."

Ji Li Shan Lu, for today's Lin Luoran, is not far away, a few ups and downs, she has already seen the tilted corner of Qingchengguan - some people on the roof!
Lin Luoran looked up, a skinny old Taoist priest with his bare hair, and the woman in black stood at the other end. The black woman didn’t have to say that the skinny old road was naturally the Qingcheng lord. It’s only a matter of resilience, and the two are clearly handed over.
Lin Luoran was aware of his own strength. He was not sure that he could hold on to the two people. He simply approached and walked a few steps. Only then did he see a few drops of blood in the mouth of the woman in black, but the Qingchengguan did not see any traces. It seems that the fight just now, but the Qingchengguan master has the upper hand.
Lin Luoran’s heart is slightly loose, maybe Lin Dad’s mother, they are running away tonight, it’s naturally the best.
After all, they still tore their faces, only one afternoon, can bear the present, and do not know what happened in the middle.
The woman in black smiled, and the blood in the corner of her mouth was not dry. In this way, there was a beautiful beauty in the face of laughter. "One more, the old innocence is to save me..."
Lin Luoran did not care about her, but only worshiped the Qingcheng Guanzhu: "The younger generations thanked the long-term photos with their grace." In this case, it is not appropriate, but some words can be said, not to say Be more careful than saying it.
Huizhu Laodao nodded noddedly, in exchange for a black woman's sneer: "When is the cultivation of the real world popular with the younger generation..." Her voice is getting lower, but people want to hear the second half of the sentence, Lin Luoran thinks today Lin Family An old and small anomalous move, secretly shocked, biting the tip of the tongue, the pain made her wake up.
In the original scene, the scene changed greatly. The dust in the hands of Huizhu Old Road is a magic weapon. At this time, thousands of dusty silks under the spiritual infusion are clearly rooted in the moon, all erected, like thousands of people. A chilled steel needle.
After the foundation is built, Dan Tiancheng, the aura of the self-cultivator will slowly refine into the spiritual power, and the magic weapon will still be exerted by the spiritual power to truly bring out the power of the magic weapon itself.
The woman in black smiled softly, and a black lotus flower appeared in her right hand. Under this month, Lin Luoran’s eyes were not stunned. This is the magic weapon of this woman.
This is the real world. Not everyone is a sword repair. Lin Luoran has a single-headed phoenix in the palm of his hand. If the snow sword has nothing to do, she may not have to worry about it under the merger of the two swords.
That roof, but it is already fighting, the wisdom of the Huizhu old road is flexible and flexible. Every time between the waves, the attack range is all around the black woman, and never touches other places.
This may be the strength of the predecessors of the foundation period, or the current aura of the earth, forcing them to do not waste every shot? Lin Luoran is reluctant to move his eyes. Naturally, it is also because the method of building the base period is not common. Every style is an inspiration for her lack of combat experience.
The black lotus petals gradually opened, revealing the white lotus inside. The contrast between black and white was strong. Lin Luoran felt that there was another fragrance in the air. She was familiar with the black scorpion that she had found on the edge of the cliff. It seems that is not……
Lin Luoran slightly shook the god, the woman in the black body quietly filled a burst of pink mist, Lin Luoran pupils shrink, a "deep care" is too late to blurt, then the powder fog to snakes to Huizhu The old road rushed away - compared with the fog snake of Zou Yaowei in the back of the Blue Bird Club, the black snake of the woman in black was obviously more fierce and faster, and she blinked in front of Huizhu.
Lin Luoran took a breath, no wonder familiar, this is clearly a road with Zou Yaowei, this black woman is coming to find her revenge? Then she can't let the people of Qingchengguan be treated as a single-headed phoenix. Although there is no big river here to borrow water, but there is no shortage of water in the mountain, but the night is not the case. When is frosting?
Since the black woman is afraid of Zou Yaowei's teacher, Lin Luoran will be soft.
what? You said you can't attack? Shit! Who is a gentleman this year, who is a pig!
The Huizhu Old Road obviously has more than a few battle experiences than Lin Luoran. The powdery snakes didn’t even touch the corners of his robes, so he was easily avoided.
At this time, Lin Luoran’s
Cream Drop
really is like a
frost
that quietly settles at night, and it hits the back of a black woman in silence.
Lin Luoran all his heart is condensed on the sword, watching Zhao Jian will be on the black woman, a silver wire is instantly wrapped around the sword...
Lin Luoran looked at the Huizhu old road that suddenly shot himself, such as being struck by lightning.
The woman in black, giggling, swaying.
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I was accidentally hot and cold, my head was groggy, and I was not satisfied with the chapter I was ill. I am a little better tonight. I have to break the chapter for two days (^__^)