Chapter 282: Layout (below)

This article is by . Lwxs520. The avocado tree planted in the garden has fallen. Lwxs520

Yuzhou is heavier than Heiyuan Valley, and the avocados are not so good. The courtyard has not been laid down with heavy weights. It is forbidden for others to step in and let the pears be unbeaten in all seasons.
Although Chen He’s residence is here, Chen He does not have to lock the secret seal here like the previous flames. Because there is nowhere to be seen, the flowers are fascinating and the paintings are always invisible. Portrait.
I want to be a brother, I don’t have to look at myself.
In the beads, in the Cangyu ball, how much is there!
When do you want to see it, when do you look at it? Every day, a celery ball is pinched in your hand, and you can read it with your knowledge. The water-like scrolls are like you.
In the old shadows left by these celery balls, Chen He gradually grew into a teenager of Zhilan Yushu, and the sorrow of the 沣 沣 愈 愈 愈 愈 愈 愈 , , , , , , , , , , , , 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁 郁There is always a slight warm smile on the bottom of my eyes.
When Chen He’s fingers rubbed the Cangyu ball, his mood was always exceptional.
- The brothers kept him in his arms.
- The brothers hold his hand and write on paper on a stroke.
- The brothers pointed to martial arts, and the brothers sternly reached out to correct his mistakes...
The one who gently glared at Chen Wo’s ear to fill in the lesson and cried and laughed at Chen He’s chaotic verses existed in the memory that Chen He had forgotten.
"Chen Gongzi?"
Zhan Yuanqiu saw Chen Wo lazily leaning on the stone fence to close his eyes and nourish his life. He couldn’t help but screamed.
He used to be a sage, like Tian Yanzhen, and was later changed by Chen He. Zhan Yuanqiu had to follow Chenzhou in the Yuzhou Mo Xiu.
"Well?" Chen He did not lift his eyes, and the curvature of his mouth seemed to be in a good mood.
"The aggregation has changed. They seem to have discovered that Cui is in trouble."
Chen He half closed his eyes, snorted and taunted:
"For six years, they finally found out that Cui Huo was not in the nest?"
"It is really sad that this head is done." Zhan Yuanqiu echoed.
"Nothing to sigh, Cui Shaoxin is this person, the heart has the danger of mountains and rivers, the chest has the strictness of the city, the eyes are sinister, and the person is transparent. It seems that he never makes mistakes and is not tired. Similarly, he can not have sincere concern. His people, this is his own choice, and Cui Shaoxin feels that the world people who are in love with love are stupid."
Chen He opened his eyes, and the fingertips of the celery ball fell firmly into the palm of his hand. He said casually: "There are people who have their own aspirations and think about each other. He falls on him. If you leave you, why should you compare?"
Zhan Yuanqiu stagnate and shook his head and said: "The attack on Youzhou is just around the corner. Han Mingzong has added more elite disciples. The masters of the sectarianism are more than one hundred. The aggregators want to fight with one of them. The place where the heavens and the earth treasures are distributed can only be forced to follow the staff. The elders in the aggregator are separated from each other. Now Cui Shaoxin is found by them. I am afraid that the aggregators will retreat!"
"The word is currently, they will not retreat."
Zhan Yuanqiu still can't be assured, take out the map, and worry about Chen He:
"The magical power, in the past six years, was gradually controlled by us to retreat to Youzhou, making the illusion of retreat, a large number of demons posing as mortals, crouching in the right way to think that the already stable rear. Six years of planning, only waiting for this last battle It’s not a good thing to change things now."
Chen He had long known that Zhan Yuanqiu could be defeated and can be fooled. However, when he was in trouble, Zhan Yuanqiu was particularly nervous.
It’s like waiting for the right way to beat into Youzhou, and then there is no last time to go back. Zhan Yuanqiu began to sit still, lest things go wrong, always feel that there is no bottom.
- Unfortunately, Luo Jing is not here.
Chen He secretly expressed that Zhan Yuanqiu was alone in the overall situation, and it was a bit difficult for him.
"Make the brothers good?" Chen Wo asked.
"Don't mention it." Zhan Yuanqiu was so sad. "Although the splitting brothers let me take the idea, but I have to lose even in the past six years, I have to be incompetent by the people of the world. He is screaming! Recently, it is almost on the verge of the outbreak, if it is merging. When the cause of the incident delayed the war, my brother was only afraid to bring people to kill Youzhou."
"I will give you an idea."
Chen Wo chuckled: "Let the sacred sages disguise themselves, change their physique, go to the place where the monks are going to march, let him touch a few purses to eliminate the anger."
"..."
"I can't help people, it is good to let the disciples of the righteous sects break the money." Chen He was interested in seeing Zhan Yuanqiu.
The latter reluctantly turned the subject.
"At that time, there will be tens of thousands of magic repairs hidden behind the battlefield. In addition, we have already 'emptied' more than a dozen small towns. They are all 'mortal' who have a place to live. The righteous monks can never see them, as long as they step into it. In the city -"
It’s like entering the ghost gate, reincarnation!
"If you go back this time, please send a swearing text to the sacred sage, and let me yell at it, and then take the right path to the dog's blood. Be sure to make Youzhou a sturdy, unbreakable."
"This?" Zhan Yuanqiu is inexplicable.
Chen He raised his eyes: "I am waiting for a variable."
"how to say?"
Chen Wo smiled coldly and said: "Zhao Weiyang."
"He dared to show up?" Zhan Yuanqiu knew this person from the smoldering thing, and he was surprised.
"Zhao Weiyang is not afraid, but he can certainly guess that the righteous factions are about to plant a big heel." Chen He leaned back on the column on the side of the stone fence, and his right leg was placed flat on the stone steps of Linshui. ,
"The last time the two devils had been in Lien Chan for hundreds of years, and there was no victory or defeat. Until the Sword Sword Lord died, the Magic Road appeared in a declining trend, and the smoldering scorpion was born, ruining the capital, and the smashing gods fell, the magic road was successive Retreat..."
After that, of course, the flames were turned around.
"Now your master is a sword...not in the world."
"..." Zhan Yuanqiu twisted his eyebrows, which is really subtle.
"One less Sword Supreme, a ghost sage, the Magic Road has failed in just six years, and you will believe it if you change it?"
Zhan Yuanqiu language plug.
"So it's not that you are not arranged well enough, nor is your ability limited!" Chen He comforted Zhan Yuanqiu with a strange tone. "Just because of the power of the magic, it was exposed last time. If we extend this layout to sixty years." The credibility will increase immediately."
"No!"
Zhan Yuanqiu shook his head heavily: "The six-year war disaster is enough. The swindling has to pay the price. If it is lost in sixty years, even if it is won, the world’s monks will go to eight. The most bitter thing is not those who have no door. Scrap?"
Chen Wo licked his lips.
This is obvious. If the principle of Tong Xiaozhen is money, Zhan Yuanqiu must have ambitions for most people in the realm of cultivation, and it is a very unrealistic desire: to change the pattern of the realm of cultivation for thousands of years.
Bai Yu’s winning or losing is a complete stepping over the other side for hundreds of years.
This is also the idea of ​​most monks, and the victory that Zhan Yuanqiu identified is that regardless of the correct way, it can be bound by order, just like the balance of heaven and earth!
Power is not an axiom, but without power, it must not hold justice.
The magic road is not a war, and it must be an overwhelming victory. The righteous sects have no power to fight back, not to clean up the righteous monks.
"However, Zhao Weiyang knows the truth, but he has to face a problem." Chen He slowed down his voice and said in a word, "Who would believe his rhetoric?"
Zhan Yuanqiu stunned: "As long as he thinks, there is a way to do it..."
"Say well! As long as he thinks!" Chen He smiled and smiled. "If Zhao Weiyang feels that this matter is not thankful, the righteous factions are inflated, and they just use it for themselves. Can you not hear a word?"
"He will give up and wait for the opportunity."
Chen Wo smiled endlessly: "So what we have to do last is this thing, let Zhao Weiyang know how difficult it is to retreat. National teacher, how to show weakness to the enemy, make up the story, isn't this your good play?"
Zhan Yuanqiu’s eyes are bright and he is anxious to go back:
"That's so fixed. When the battle is over, what sect is Chen Gongzi going to use first?"
Chen Wo lazily closed his eyes and smiled sarcastically: "Is this still used?"
A reputation is not good, not as good as before, that is, the whole army is destroyed, other sects of the right way will not die of sorrowful sects, but also a singular state of eccentricity, others do not believe their sect.

Da Xueshan Qiankun View!

Zhan Yuanqiu stood up and bowed his head, and he did not return.
The wind blows away the petals of the avocado in the garden, and it floats everywhere.
The pool water also has a circle of ripples.
The red light flashed, and the fat baby who was smashing in the sky appeared on the stone steps beside Chen He. It slammed into the pool and slammed.
Splashes of water.
A fat koi was held in the arms by the fire in the stone.
It happily patted the fish scales, and gathered it next to Chen He to see the jade ball held in his hand. He was dissatisfied with a grin, and said awkwardly: "Master, eat fish."
"Throw it back." Chen He’s eyes threatened the fat baby.
When I am soaring, I will hand you over to my brother.

Shi Zhonghuo slammed his mouth and threw the fish back into the pool, and grinded it on Chen Wo’s shoulder and laughed.
"What a smirk?"
"Master... hurt, healed."
Chen He heard a sigh of relief, and after half a squat, he reached out to the head of the slate in the middle of the fire, letting the fat baby use himself as a rockery to climb and climb, not pushing away.
- Six years ago, forced to retreat to the cold Mingzong school, Chen He seems to be easy, relying on the memory of the flames of the Savior, and the experience of 40 years of life and death in the small world debris, this has avoided all fatal attacks.
There are costs, and there are also.
The strength differs from a big realm, and there is more than one Mahayana monk in the face. Chen He is not hurt, but no one knows it. This is the layout for six years, but also the rehabilitation. Chen He did not leave Yuzhou one step.
Chen He thought that he had passed all the people, but he did not expect that there would be "people" to know.
He pinched a chubby face in the stone, opened his arms, let the fat pier get into his arms, and touched a thousand words from the storage bag to the fat pier.
Under the dim daylight, Chen He was immersed in the scene of the Cangyu ball, and the fire in the stone caught the book, turned two pages, and turned it upside down. He yawned with a fat hand and yawned. Chen Wo does not move.