Chapter 1213: The first volume of the finale is forgotten in the rivers and lakes (on)

The first and second chapters of the first chapter of the 21st chapter of the finale are forgotten in the rivers and lakes (on)
However, everyone on the spot decided that the person who had the ability to four sheepskin rolls must be Bai Yanqiu between the water clouds, and then saw the figure in the air in the air, and he was stunned because it stood in the air. In the middle, frowning, looking at the hands, not others, is the dream of wearing a purple shirt! ! !
Zhang Xiaohua dreams of thinking!
As a dream of the goddess of the dragon! !
Bai Yanqiu, who was unanimously suspicious in the hearts of the people, was standing in the distance with horror, covering his mouth with one hand and staring at the dream in the air!
I saw that the dream ignored the horror of the audience, and looked around the sheepskin roll, while muttering in the mouth: "This... How is this possible? Isn’t the jade in the jungle not destroyed? How can this happen in this world? Waiting for strange things? Where is this sheepskin roll... Where did it come from?"
A couple of questions, the face of the dream flashed a strange look!
In an instant, the dream is to look up, look at the direction in the distance, and smile: "Where is this sheepskin roll coming from, it is destroyed!"
Say, I will smash my hand and I want to ruin it. I listened to the sacred disciple and Chen Chen called: "Zi Xia Shimei...and live!"
A dream, a slow turn, look at Chen Chen, Yan Yan smiled and said: "Chen Chen? Are you calling me?"
Chen Chen said, "Of course, it is called you? Zixia..." Then I turned to look at Jingyi Shitai and others, and said: "Zi Xia Shimei, I know that you are the goddess of Tianlong, this should be Tianlong teaches effectiveness, but... you have to think about it, you... When you lose your memory, it’s my fragrant sect, Jing Xuan Shi Bo, who brought you back to the sacred religion, and accepted you as an apprentice, professor. You martial arts, take care of you; and in the orchids, I have always been watching you, brought you out of the herd; Ren Xiaoyao 仗 闯 闯 闯 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , You two; at the martial arts conference, you said to leave, the teacher did not say anything! Do you remember? When you left the fragrant peak, what did you say? When we met, You want me to call you Zixia Shimei... This is what you said, I call you Zixia Shimei, you... why don’t you agree?

"Ha ha ha ha, Jing Xuan? You want to go to you to spread the fragrant teaching? If you are not Jingxuan kindly do bad things, this seat can be like this now..." But before the dream is finished, suddenly the brow is wrinkled, in the mouth Muttered: "I..." The eyes of the gods were suddenly empty and suddenly showed painful color... "Ah...." The dream screamed and fell, and the body rolled on the ground. "You go out..." The dream screamed, leaping from the ground, squinting at the eyes, looking at the crowd with both eyes, a confused face...
"Zi Xia Shimei?" Chen Chen saw the situation, restrained his own horror, whispered.
"Oh? Master Chen... Are you here too?" Dreaming a messy hair, barely smiled.
Chen Chen’s eyes turned and he smiled.
Well, we are here, teach me the sheepskin roll in your hand!

"Sheep roll?" The dream is naturally to look at the sheepskin roll in the hand.

Xiaoya...
Di Shitian shouted in the distance:
Crash it, this sheepskin must be destroyed...

"This..." The dream was hesitant.
At this moment, a pleasant voice came from afar: "Dream...."
But this sound suddenly stopped abruptly. When everyone looked at it, I saw that Pan Xiaodao, who was easily formed by Zhang Xiaohua, flew from a distance!
However, at this time, Zhang Xiaohua’s face was red, his mouth was open, and it seemed...the interpretation of it!
But then, without waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to cover up anything, he was shocked by the sorrowful situation in the field. Then, he suddenly looked up. When he saw that all the people were still alive, his second brother was only hurt when he was in the heart. The stone fell to the ground!
He also refused to talk about what he said with his dreams. After all, Pan An didn't know the dream. Therefore, he only looked at his dreams deeply and flew to Zhang Xiaohu's side!
The appearance of Zhang Xiaohua is regarded as the implementation of the four factions of Xiandao. When Ashura sees the situation, he will receive the Shura Sword and stand there steadily, watching the development of the situation in the field!
"Zhang Da Bangzhu, you...nothing! This...what is it...how is it going?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at the dead bodies on the ground, look at Bai Yanqiu in the distance, and the Tianlong teaches the five kings, very Wondering...
"Pan An Dao..." Peacock calmly said: "There is a lot of complicated things here. It’s not clear at a time or two. The troubles are long. The four sheepskin rolls of our four factions are taught by Tianlong... Zixia snatched away. The Taoist leader is still taking the sheepskin roll back quickly, so we can enter this dense land. If any sheepskin roll is destroyed, our hopes for many years will be turned into a bubble!"
"Zi Xia? She... Can she take the sheepskin roll away?" Zhang Xiaohua stunned and blurted out.
"Why can't she?" the peacock groaned and asked.
"Oh, nothing..." Zhang Xiaohua turned and, sure enough, the four hands of the sheepskin were in the hands of the dream.
Zhang Xiaohua stepped forward and said: "Zi Xia girl, you are in trouble to hand over the four sheepskin rolls to the poor road. The poor road guarantees that no one will hurt you here!"
"Yes..." The thoughtful look in the eyes of the dream, calmly said: "My Tianlong teaches that the casualties are heavy... The five kings have injuries... Can you guarantee that they will not fall?"
"This..." Zhang Xiaohua is somewhat hesitant. At present, Zhang Xiaohua definitely has the right to decide, but...he now represents the sect. If the Tianlong teaches the king to let go, the sects will stand on the side with the Tianlong religion. The three schools of Xiandao will be enemies with the sects, but if the Tianlong teaches the king to kill, this emperor can be a dream, can the dream agree? For a moment, Zhang Xiaohua understood that what he had thought before was quite ridiculous.
Zhang Xiaohua turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaohu. He wanted to hear from his second brother: "Zhang Da Bangzhu... How can this be good?"
Zhang Xiaohu certainly knows the relationship between dreams and Zhang Xiaohua, and he is extremely helpless...
Just when Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how to be good, when Peacock, Chen Chen and others wanted to persuade, the voice of the dream came from behind Zhang Xiaohua: "Zhang Xiaohua, are you awake? But, you...you don't want to Reloaded!!!"
"Ah????" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked. He turned to look at the dream. He saw the pain on his face just before, and his forehead was still slightly sweaty. He had no panic in his eyes. Instead, it was a kind of ridicule!
"Poor road..." Zhang Xiaohua still has to be defended, and he listened to the dream and laughed: "This seat is with you all the way from the Shangxiangfeng to Dalin Temple to send a letter, and another one is taken to the water cloud, your thing... How is this seat? Can you not know? There are a few people in this world, this one is clearer than anyone else, where will there be a Pan An Daochang? However, Zhang Xiaohua, you...there is a skill... 啧啧, really brilliant That is, I can't see any flaws in this seat!"
"This seat ??? you ... you are not a dream!" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked: "Where is the dream? Who are you?"
"Of course, this is not a dream. This is a goddess of heaven." The dream sneered and said: "Your face has been pierced, and you are not hurrying to restore the nose and small eyes. It looks like... It’s pleasing to the eye, it’s better than any white-faced niche!

Zhang Xiaohua's face is red, and she looks at the horror of the quiet teacher, and the longevity master, but also has a wide distance in the distance. She never thought of such a sudden change of Bai Yanqiu, sigh, and shape. Infuriating, revealing the original face!
"Ah? You..." The others were not surprised. They could face the singularity of Zhang Xiaohua and suddenly called out: "Xiao Hua? Xiao Zhenren... You... How come you came here?"
Zhang Xiaohua, how is the name "Xiao Hua" so familiar? Then he is awake, as if he had heard it in the projection of the of the moon.
At the same time that Zhang Xiaohua was awakened, Ya also woke up and screamed: "Zhang Xiaohua, you...you can't help who can't do it, but you can easily become Xiao Hua, fast, and quickly return to the prototype, otherwise this seat is not for you. Will be polite!"
"This..." Zhang Xiaohua helpless, this is his original face, but, when you think about it, it is easy to form the original nose and small eyes.
And Ya saw Zhang Xiaohua's appearance, only long-term export gas, said: "In the future ... you are easy to make anyone think, absolutely can not easily form him, otherwise the seat can not spare you!"
"Xiao Hua? Who is this person?" Zhang Xiaohua wonders.
"Don't ask, you will never touch him!" Ya frowned: "You don't mention this name later!"
"Yes, dream!" Zhang Xiaohua casually responded, but immediately awakened, this is not a dream, but I sneer: "Ya, my dream? Where is she?"
"Oh, where is the dream? Isn't it in front of you? I am elegant, but you want to call me a dream, then of course I am a dream?" Ya smiled.
"Yes..." Zhang Xiaohua did not know how to answer, just shook his head: "You must not be a dream!"

How is it possible?
Ya stepped forward and put the lips together:
You taste it, like the original taste, how could I not be a dream?

Zhang Xiaohua’s face was red, and he stepped back two steps.
Ya sees hahaha laughing.
Zhang Xiaohua’s eyes aimed at the sheepskin roll in the hands of Ya, and reached out and said: "That... you give me the sheepskin roll first?"
"Give you? Why should I give it to you?" Ya laughed and rubbed his body in front.
If it was before, when I saw the dream, Zhang Xiaohua had already rejoiced in her heart, saying that she could not hold her hand on the waist of the dream, but at this time, she saw the gap in her heart, and saw the micro-side of the figure, flashing over.
When I saw it, I covered my mouth and smiled lightly: "You look at you, and you don't have to hold it at night. How can you be hurt now?"
"What do you really want to do with dreams?" Zhang Xiaohua has already confirmed that this is exactly the same as dreams. It is definitely not a dream, but... It is true that this ya is clear about what he and his dreams are!
"I? Didn't you say it? I said dreams!" Ya said with a smile, a dimple on the right cheek is deep, isn't it a dream?
Seeing ya is a little distracted, Zhang Xiaohua takes a step, and the figure flies away. It is the sheepskin roll that is rushed to Ya’s hand... Zhang Xiaohua’s current skill, I am afraid that everyone in the field may not be an opponent. This sheepskin roll is in the emperor’s day. In my hand, it is estimated that ten is also to be taken away by Zhang Xiaohua! However, just because of the dream, the hand is slightly lifted, the whole arm is a phantom, and Zhang Xiaohua’s hand is all empty!
"Hey, my little Langjun, why are you so anxious? The slaves want to keep alive with you, and you have to do so to make the slaves' hearts broken!" Yajiao smiled, not angry at all. Only one hand, the four sheepskin rolls are turned into fly ash, the whole disappeared!
"This..." The predecessors of the four prefectures, when they saw the sheepskin rolls were destroyed, the whole person's spirit is not seen, and they are soft in place.
"How do you ruin it?" Zhang Xiaohua screamed and angered.
"Why can't the slaves be destroyed? The slaves have already destroyed one before, and how can they be destroyed?" Yajiao laughed.
"Is it already ruined?" Zhang Xiaohua stunned. He didn't think about it. There is another sheepskin roll on the river and lake that can enter the jungle!
"Zi Xia....., I’m asking you, I just said that Jing Xuan Shi Bo’s good deeds are all about it. It’s hard... she’s an old man...
Peacock asked.
"Little Peacock? Do you want to know?" Ya looked at the peacock with a disdain, and smiled: "Jingxuan went to find treasures and found it. What did it take to bring this seat to the fragrant peak? What is the reason? The seat was delayed for a few years of cultivation, and she was killed by a palm, which made her a cheaper!"
"What? You... Jing Xuan Shi Tai... Are you killed?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at his familiar face incredulously.
"How... can't you? This seat is being cultivated, but she was taken away by her. It was also passed to the fragrant teaching. The big guardian is that this seat is not bad. If you don't have a demon in the Grand Canyon, This seat..." Ya cold said with a smile, not waiting for her to finish, Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, suddenly awakened, said with a finger ya: "You... you are the little black mother in two , took the demon in her stomach away?"
"Oh, yes, Xiao Langjun... Did you actually reach the mountain? This seat thought that only this place and Xiaochenchen arrived there!" Ya did not hide.
"Zi Xia... The beast tide of You Lan... It’s your hand... it’s ah?" Chen Chen asked incredulously.
"Oh, it’s the body, hey, I’m sorry, the day was repaired as shallow, I didn’t expect to provoke another little thing!
Ya smiled and said to Zhang Xiaohua: "But it will never be from now on." However, Xiao Langjun, although the repair of the whole body has not been completely restored, but if it is to deal with that small cockroach, there is no problem, this ... but thank you!"
"I..." Zhang Xiaohua was really embarrassed. He really couldn't figure out what the relationship between Ya and Dream was. Is it a twin sister? But... I never heard a dream!
"Of course, don't you thank you who?" said, Ya raised his right hand, revealing the dark ring on the ring finger of his right hand, and smiled: "If Xiao Langjun gave this storage ring to the body, How can I find the way in which my magical teachings have been lost for a long time?"
"Ah? This... This is the storage... What ring?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked: "I... Why can't my know?"
"Small Langjun is a true repairer. Of course, you can't use the things of the Devil. Is there anything weird?" Yayi smiled and smiled. "This ring of storage is in the realm of cultivation, and it is also a good thing in the devil world." I really don't think that Xiao Langjun's luck is so good, I have never found such a wonderful thing here!"
"Oh, it's a pity that the practice in this ring is only the lower part, and there is no basic law in the upper part, but it is worth the effort!" Ya sighed.
After listening to this, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly thought of the black jade that was found in the purse with the ring.
"Ah~~~" Suddenly, Ya's face was distorted, like extreme pain. Zhang Xiaohua was about to say that he was blocking it. Looking at the painful face of Zhang, Zhang Xiaohua’s heart had no pain, Ya’s The eyes were incomparable from the gods, and it was empty. Then, there was a look, waiting for those eyes, coming back to God, seeing Zhang Xiaohua, and not surprisingly saying: "Small flowers, are you here too?"
Immediately, look around, cover your mouth, whisper: "Ren Xiaoyao, you... come?"
Can be immediately, not waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to talk, the eyes are closed again, after a moment to open, the eyes are full of pain, filled with tears!
"Little flower..." The dream was just arrogant, and whispered: "I... I don't know how to tell you..."
"You... is it a dream? You... or ya?" Zhang Xiaohua wanted to go up, but when he stepped forward, he stood still and asked for temptation.
"Of course I am a dream!" The tears of the dream flowed out of my eyes and cried and said: "But... I want to disappoint you. Similarly, I am... elegant!"
"Ah?" is not only Zhang Xiaohua, the people in the audience, except for the emperor, it is a look of surprise!
King Ashura will be in a vertical position, he will rush through...
"Standing..." Zhang Xiaohua snorted and dreamed of a small sword flying like a fly. He turned into a sixty-four-sword sword, which was in front of Ashura. "If you take another step, the poor road will immediately Your life!"
Asura looked at the sword in front of her eyes, and she was very shocked. She looked at the emperor who was sitting on the ground not far away. The emperor’s day seemed to be in the chest, and nodded slightly, and Ashura sat down!
Zhang Xiaohua is still in shape, and the sixty-four flying swords are turned into one shot. If the fish flies to their side, they ignore the Ashura and only care about it: "Dream, if you are... that ya Why are you her?"
"Small flowers, long words, I just merged with Ya's memory, and I learned some of them are hard!" Dream said with tears.
"Integrated memory?" Zhang Xiaohua was ignorant of the fuss.
"Small flowers, do you still remember what I said to you on the Fragrant Peak? I often dream of killing myself, blood full of hands..."
"Well, remember..."
"That.....not a dream, that is true!" The dream said: "I have two consciousnesses in this body, or two people, the day is me, it is your dream, and when you pass the child, I am going to sleep, another person, that is, ya, she will wake up, I don’t know what she is doing, and she will know what I am doing; when it is time, the sun rises, I will Wake up, and Ya is sleeping!"
"Ah, actually... is there such a thing?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned! "Yes... it’s daytime, it should be you, how come ya?"
"Don't it still because you sent me the ring? I saw the ring in your hand that day, I felt like it in my heart. I didn't know the reason. I know that she found the practice of cultivation from the ring and practiced it. Now that she has made a big move, she... has begun to gradually devour my consciousness...so... she can also appear during the day, and while she swallows me... I know her secret too!"
"When... she swallowed my consciousness, I... this dream will disappear, I will become ya, or you will be dreaming!"
"That... you are not... is it no longer you?" Zhang Xiaohua was in a hurry: "I... how can I help you?"
"No, you can't help at all!" The dream shook his head, and then the pain in his face, muttered: "Small flowers, I... I have to go back..."
Then, the dreamy eyes flashed a scarlet brilliance, without a trace of pain, the face was replaced by another look, just... this look is a little more than before!
Ya woke up, looked around, and sighed: "Oh, dream is also, the slaves are slaves, why bother?" It seems that the slaves still need more food!"
I saw that the voice of Ya did not fall, and the whole figure floated up and flew straight to the master of Tianzhu who was closest to her!
Master Scorpio saw it, his brow was slightly wrinkled, and he waved his hand. The Yanfan wheel swayed toward Yao's waist.
"Dream, be careful!" Zhang Xiaohua blurted out... Then he covered his mouth and knew that he was wrong!
However, he did not quite understand why Ya suddenly left, perhaps...Is there a thing to find the Master of Heaven?
"Reassured, Xiaolang Jun, there will be nothing!" When Yan flew to his side, he did not forget to smile and say.
Zhang Xiaohua was ashamed, just as he bowed his head, the Yan Fan wheel was hitting the hand of Ya, but strange things happened. Yan Fan round seemed to see the closest person, a burst of "嗡嗡" , only slowly rotate on the hand of Ya, do not do any attack!
"This..." Everyone is horrified, including the emperor.
"You demon girl!" Master Tianzhu reluctantly set off, his hands squatting in the sleeves, hitting ya, seeing Yass not moving, the emperor was in a hurry and called: "Adults are careful!!!"
"Adults???" is not waiting for everyone to wake up, only to see the hand of Ya is slightly stretched, it is caught in the head of the master of Tianzhu, the master of Tianzhu does not move, let Yai be at the mercy!
The sound of "咔嚓", the head of the Master of Heavenly Scorpion splits, and the blood is dripping on the ground!
"You... what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaohua was in a hurry. He was very impressed with the master of Tianzhu. The gods were reminded that the dream was turned into a sword. It was surrounded by ya. "Oh, yeah, Lang Lang? You Do you want to do it with your body?" Ya smiled.
"You...you have to eat the food to find the emperor to release the day, why do you want to kill?" Zhang Xiaohua angered.
"Hey? Xiao Langjun, the monk of Dalin Temple... is the slave's food?" Ya was innocent.
"How is it possible?" Everyone is shocked!
I saw that at this time, the black gas from the ground, along the blood of the master of the Scorpio, only a moment between the master of the Scorpio turned into a dry corpse, followed by a strange scene is to let Zhang Xiaohua stunned.
I saw a black and red flame from the hand of Ya, the body of the master of Tianzhu was burning immediately, but the effort of half a cup of tea was turned into ashes, leaving only a dozen crystal clear Buddhas on the ground, Ya. A wave, the dozens of small relics began to look at it, took a look at it, shook his head and sighed: "This monk in Dalin Temple, how to cultivate? It is really better than a generation!"
Say, put a mouth, all the relics are poured into the mouth, just listen to the sound of the teeth in the mouth of the mouth, and actually chewed the relic, swallowed into the belly!
Seeing everyone stunned, the elegance is still not enough, and the eyes are looking at the distant masters, as if the far-away masters are delicious meals!
"You...who is it?" Zhang Xiaohua yelled, and there was a voice in the distance.
When everyone looked at it, it was the great abbot of Dalin Temple. I saw the longevity master squatting up and walked up to the front of Ya, with his hands together: "The donor... Who are you? Why... I said that Dalin Temple is your meal. ?"
"Ha ha ha ha" Ya smiled: "Little monk, you really have the courage, since you asked this question, this seat will tell you!"
"Longevity and little monk, do you think the difference between your relic in Dalin Temple and the bones of my Tianlong teaching?"
"This..." The Master of Changsheng just fightd with Mokhroja, and saw his magical whip turned into a white bone. At this time, I heard that there was no essential difference between the two except for the opposite of the property!
"Is it the same?" Ya smiled. "Then look at it again. What is the difference between your relic and the inner beast of the monster?"
"This..." The longevity master is also a linguistic knot. Zhang Xiaohua is also awkward. No wonder, of course, listening to Chang Geng’s master talking about relics. The first thing he thought of was the demon, and at the same time, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly thought of... Buddha space!
"And, do you think that the eight dragons in the Buddhist scriptures are very similar to the eight kings I teach in Tianlong?"
No, some Buddha statues in Dalin Temple are very similar to some of the kings of Tianlong. This has been suspected by many people. After all, Dalin Temple Buddha Light is the nemesis of Tianlongjia. No one has thought that Tianlong Church and Dalin Temple have what relationship!
"Do you know? You Dalin Temple monk chanting Buddha, practicing Buddhism, the only purpose... is to give this seat a meal! This seat was founded in Dalin Temple, I want to give myself a circle of sheep, in my When you need relics, you can send them to this seat!"
"Ah~~~~~~~" Everyone is shocked, this ya... Who is it?
"Hey, Xiao Langjun? Are you afraid? The slave family is the real emperor, this Dalin Temple is just the slave's kitchen!"
"Amitabha, good, good!" The longevity master chanted the Buddha and shook his head slightly.
"What is Amitabha? It’s just that the slaves took the temporary use from the Buddha!" ​​Ya smiled and said: "All the exercises in Dalin Temple are restrained by the dragons, but in the bottom is... Law, so in the hands of slaves, you don’t have the slightest effort to fight back!"
"You...is the Master of the Dark Sky?" The far-away masters are not in the distance: "The Grand Master is a male... How can you?"
"Oh, the little monk, this seat is the mysterious, Dalin Temple is the first one to create this, the Yuanyuan Tower is also created by this one, this place will go to the Yuanta every 100 years!" Ya laughed.

Every hundred years?
Zhang Xiaohua was shocked:
How old are you...

Still waiting for the ya answer, I heard the longevity master smiled and said: "The old man always laughs at him, saying that he doesn't understand Dharma and does not practice the truth. Now it seems that only they can repair the real Buddha, I wait. ...but it’s the animals in the shed, the blood food of the people! No, it’s all right, at this time, I know that everything is empty!

Said, the body shape suddenly pulled up, the hands of a flashing demon sword to Ya's body is stabbed.
Ya whispered a smile, extremely dexterous to win the demon sword, a back thorn, is the abdomen of the longevity master, a water is flowing out, splashing some of the face to Ya, with a little sly smile, looks Very scary!
"Ah?" Zhang Xiaohua saw the situation, the heart of the big earthquake, this scene ... 岂 is not what he saw in the river of cause and effect! ! !
In the river of cause and effect, Mrs. Aya, whom Zhang Xiaohua saw, was not Mrs. Aya, actually... is it ya?
"You...you..." Zhang Xiaohua pointed to Ya. At this time, the blood of the Master Changsheng had flowed into the ground. A black fire was generated from the hands of Ya, and the body of the Changsheng Master was incinerated.
"You are elegant, then... I went to see you with you earlier... Who is Mrs. Aya?" Zhang Xiaohua said in amazement.
"Hey, Xiao Langjun, you are so clever and confused, Mrs. Aya is of course the slave of the slave family!" Ya smiled and taken for granted.
"Well... you... isn't the emperor's release? Or... the founder of Dalin Temple... Xuankong Archmage... How can Mrs. Aya be your mother-in-law?" Zhang Xiaohua is somewhat puzzled: "And... ...I will accompany you to find your life...that nine mother-in-law, four males, and Qiu mother-in-law... Where are they going? I will go back again...how can I not find it?"
"Oh, Xiaolang Jun really has the heart, actually went there again, since Xiaolangjun wants to know, then... the slaves will tell you something!" Yamei laughed, his face was a little surprised, but also a look The burning corpse at the foot said: "In fact, the small mountain village is simply nothing, never existed before!"
"Ah?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, and then he listened to Ya. "In fact, when the Chang Geng little monk told you about the face of the slave, the slaves knew that maybe you would find that the slave is the saint of the dragon. Identity, but... At that time, the magical work of the slaves did not lay a good foundation, and did not want to leave the fragrance peak, so..."
"So... you informed Tianlong to teach? Let them step forward to the Houjia of Yixia Town, the small mountain village of Baiquan Mountain..." Zhang Xiaohua said indignantly.
"Hey, Xiao Langjun, you can guess wrong!" Ya smiled, the master of the longevity at this time has been burned to ashes, and there are more than a dozen relics on the ground.
Zhang Xiaohua’s face was slow and said:
Who is that?

"Crap, of course, is the slave family!" Ya will wave a hand, dozens of relics, and smiled: "Tianlong teaches disciples just to get the audio to find, slaves do not want to draw your attention!"
"You!!!" Zhang Xiaohua looked at Ya, yeah, this is definitely not his dream!
"You go to sleep in the middle of the night, how do you know about the night?" Ya dismissed.
"Can you... Longshan? You... why don't you shoot?" Zhang Xiaohua said.
"It’s nonsense, you’ve all arrived at Longshan, and it’s a coincidence that you met Qu Zhigao. If the slaves killed his mother, wouldn’t you be more suspicious? And... you slept at the cave entrance that night, The cave is also banned, how can the slaves be willing to break your mind to protect the slaves?"
"What about the small mountain village? It... really does not exist?" Zhang Xiaohua is absolutely incredible.
"Of course, it was a slave who couldn't help it. I told Tianlong to teach the disciples and let them temporarily put a board on the top of the mountain next to the town of Fuyang. Fortunately, the slaves were there to meet with you. Jingxuan has already Who is dead, who can know where the slave is?"
"Just... this group of disciples is really stupid. It’s not like having a villager. It’s not a little bit at night. You... Did you find the clues before you go back and check it?
Ya hated:
And... There are no bodies in the tombs on the top of the mountain. If you really have a look, do you want the slaves to think again?"
No, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly realized that why I always felt that the mountain village was a bit weird that night. When Guozhuang was in Guozhuang, Guo Zhuang had a sound of a molar, a squeaky voice, a cry of a child, and even a lot of screams, and...the mountain village, except for the wind... ...nothing! They are all disciples of Tianlong, who are conscientious in completing the orders of the saints. Who dares to sleep? Who dares to do something else? ?
As for the grave, Zhang Xiaohua certainly will not be bored with the knowledge of the gods. It is the second time, and also to explore whether it is a graveyard, this is the use of God!
"That... why do you appear in the ferry outside the town of Fuyang?" Zhang Xiaohua’s brain was so bad that he couldn’t figure out why. He looked at Ya’s relic, and he didn’t know if he should. , ya... but it is a dream... He can’t give birth to the heart of killing.... If... the dream doesn’t appear at the ferry, maybe... I won’t touch the dream, and I won’t start this unforgettable Love, so Zhang Xiaohua involuntarily asked it out!
"Where does the slave know?" Ya’s hand, the answer is very unexpected: "That is the slave, there is no memory, and I don’t know why it was met by Jing Xuan. As for why I went to the ferry, Xiao Langjun, did you not get quiet? What kind of baby is Xuan looking for?"
Later, I thought of what it was like, and turned back to the emperor to explain the heavens: "The emperor released the day, why did you say that the seat of the year was lost from the Tianlong teaching?"
The emperor listened to the heavens and listened with great respect: "Hey adults, that time is the day when the adults return, when they are in the Tianlong religion, but... I don’t know why... The adults suddenly disappeared from the temple. Frightened the small, sent a lot of people did not find ... but ..."
Speaking of this, the emperor Shi Tian took a look at Zhang Xiaohua and smiled: "However, the small now understands that the adults... must go to find this....... Tianlong teaches the next generation of the emperor to release the sky!"
"Giggle" Ya smiled and swayed, and said: "No....... It is God who gave the slave a fate, so that the slaves met Xiaolangjun at the ferry. From then on... by the big Yunjun of Xiaolangjun, The slaves also have great benefits. If it is not Xiaolangjun, how can the slaves get the magic scriptures? If it is not this magical scripture, how can the slaves find the way to sacrifice the magic flag? If they can't sacrifice the magic flag, the slaves can only sleep in the dead. Here...but with Xiaolangjun, slavery, everything...all became possible, Xiaolangjun, you said... Are you married to the slaves? Is it possible to be worthy of each other? !"
It is said that Ya’s body suddenly flashes red, and the underground is also shaking at the same time,
banging up
!
There was a surprise in Ya’s face. I saw her hand a little, and a black gas was separated from her fingers. It was just infiltrated into the ground. Zhang Xiaohua only felt black in front of him, and a dark banner flew out from the ground. It is the magic flag that Zhang Xiaohua saw in the Buddha space!
It is precisely at this time that the flag of the magic flag, no longer the previous darkness, but shows a lot of bloodshot, the bloodshots are connected together one by one, densely, and that bloodshot... seems to be suspended Above the flag, under the sky, the scarlet brilliance!
"It seems very familiar, Xiaolang Jun?" Ya will be the magic flag, the magic flag flies up, it is the body that wraps around the yoke, and hides the purple robes!
"The slaves really can't think of it... Where did you come from the Great Universe Road? The slaves used the Jiu Pin Liantai, which they could not use, to use the magic flag to press under the Guiyuan Tower, and use the Buddha power of the Jiupian Liantai to provide the Buddha light to the Guiyuan Tower. You are good, Actually, the bottom of the fund was paid, and the Jiupian Liantai was taken away. If it wasn’t... the slaves would not use the Yuanyuan Tower, there would be no more Buddha light after the Yuanta!
Ya smiled and turned around again. The far-away master said: "The little monk, this seat is the Xuankong Master. You must believe this fact. This month, the seat is still taking the magic flag under the Yuanta, and let the Yuanyuan Tower emit the Buddha light. Well, this is the seat. What is said to be a catastrophe? Are you waiting for the robbery? Hey, the little monk, now know? What is the real return?"
Saying, Ya will wave his sleeves, and a scarlet brilliance hits the master of the far road. The master of the far road immediately begins to wither, just like the branches that have lost moisture...
"And you wait.......hahaha" ya madly laughed, a few red light hit, long lucky master, far-minded master can not dodge, are beginning to wither...
"Stop..." Zhang Xiaohua shouted and wanted to stop!
Ya smiles and glances at him. He said: "Small Langjun, these are all captives of slaves. Why do you want to stay at home?"
Then he waved his hand and stood on the side of Zhang Sanmeng, who was always stunned. He couldn’t help but fly to Ya’s hands.
You...what are you doing?
Zhang Sanmeng shouted in amazement.

What? What can I do?
Yayi said with a smile:
The Ma’s family in Xinji Town put a little bit of devil’s effort, just like Dalin Temple. Since you cultivated, of course, it’s the same as the Dalin Temple monk. The end of the game?"
"I..." Zhang Sanmeng's face changed greatly, but he couldn't open his mouth. The whole body's blood was drawn by ya...
Ps: There is still a chapter, send it in the morning~
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