Chapter 324: That's it

The old man put a small snow money on his fingers and it dissipated little by little at his fingertips.
He stepped out of the Nanyuan Guojing City and went to the site of the Yakshan Mountain. He was silent, and that Yu Zhenyi, who was practicing here, did not notice the slightest difference.
Outside the simple house, Yu Zhenyi took the hand under the moonlight night. The Hushan faction master and several rumored disciples have been ordered to return to the sect. He is not allowed to show up in the near future.
This is the leader of the world, the leader of the world, wearing the silver lotus crown at this time, this is one of the two covenants, after the incident, Ding Ying will come up with this crown to him, the title of the crown "Hook-and-sink" is the most mysterious magic weapon in the history of Huanhuafu. No one, except for the body and spirit of the person who can protect the crown, can also temper the body and calm the mind. More importantly, this crown can be Help find the immortal people who are hidden in the Quartet.
Yu Zhenyi had a rough grasp of the supernatural power of the cactus Guanshan River. Previously, at the top of the Yak Mountain, overlooking the Nanyuan Jingshi, Ding Ying, Chen Pingan and Lu Yi’s flow, in his eyes, it was the most dazzling "lights", now With this crown, even if it is a tiger, Yu Zhenyi has a 90% grasp. As long as he succeeds in leaving the coffers, in the future, all the immortals will be unable to move.
Yu Zhenyi hovered over the glass flying sword.
There is also a fairy-sized heavy weapon in the sleeve.
The little boy with a huge golden gourd on the back, did not say anything, and did not want to fly. People who chose to walk down the city can get a magic weapon. Yu Zhenyi found a ruined yak mountain ruins. The Yushu Book, this is the "intellectual text" of the ancient emperor's monarchy worshipping the heavenly Zen, but the text is weird, and the four kingdoms are not recorded. Yu Zhenyi knows that most of the answers will be in the respect of the building or the mirror, and the two are for the heavens. The immortal, understand the most abundant.
Yu Zhenyi had no feelings about Ding Ying’s death. He couldn’t talk about sadness. At most, he was annoyed with Ding Ying’s failure, which made him and Hushan’s many plans to make great changes.
You fight with the sky, I am in the world.
This is the tacit understanding between Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi. The roads are complementary. Therefore, the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the most sinister, are the two most masters who are most likely to kill and die. They chose the alliance in private and set up the Nanyuan Bureau. The difference between the two is that Ding Ying wants to kill everyone on the list except for them. Yu Zhenyi only targets those who are immortal, Zhou Fei, Tong Qingqing, Feng Qingbai, and of course the last one.
Yu Zhenyi began to walk under the moonlight, and it was practiced by one breath and one breath. This is also the source of Yu Zhenyi’s great perseverance and the roots of the martial arts.
The first thing to focus on the cultivation of the Tao, this is the scenery of Yu Zhenyi. The realm of martial arts is too low, and it has been rolling in the mud for a lifetime. The group of rivers and lakes cowards are still ignorant. Cheng Yuanshan's stream, greedy insatiable, can not wait to see what is in my bag. Tang Tieyi’s flow, eager for the power of the battlefield, dreams that one day he will be surrounded by Jiangshan beauty, and it is best to leave his name after his death, but he does not know how to live forever. Liu Zongzhi’s flow, only on the strength of the horns, is not worth mentioning.
It’s a pity that it’s autumn.
This old friend of life and death, painting the land for prison,
Yu Zhenyi walks in a random direction, and the size of the steps is not fixed. The hour is no different from ordinary people. In a big step, there are more than a dozen feet, but there is never going too far in a certain direction, and sometimes it is along an invisible big. On the arc track, you can walk long.
This scene, let the Nanyuan National Merit Wushu, who led the soldiers in all directions, frightened one by one. I was afraid that I would fall into a bad mold. Yu Zhenyi just broke out from this direction. The capital is so close, I can see it. This means that the emperor’s movements on this side are all in sight. Once Yu Zhenyi made up his mind to break this night. Who can dare to fight against the war?
No one thinks that there are nearly 10,000 yuan in Nanyuan Jingjing, and it is funny and funny to encircle a "children".
Who can imagine the battle of the two masters, they will be able to fight a yak mountain disappear, they are just flesh and blood who are proficient in the battle of the battle, die in the battlefield, can die without regret, then die from these gods Between the fingers, under one sleeve? Maybe even the shadow of the other party has not been seen, and he will die, leaving a large piece of tired bones. What is the matter of his mother? !
Yu Zhenyi certainly does not care about the thoughts and thoughts of the Nanyuan national soldiers.
He now has a real heart, only two people, the "Tong Qingqing" that has not yet been shot, and above the city, when she pulled the sword out of the broken mirror, Yu Zhenyi felt a trace of danger.
The character who makes Yu Zhenyi jealous even more than her, of course, is Chen Ping, who is a strong killer of Ding Lao Mo.
Yu Zhenyi is not afraid of the encirclement of this army, and is not even afraid of the boy’s catching and killing.
Only Chen Pingan, Yu Zhenyi did not dare to take it lightly.
As for why Chen Ping did not stop himself from taking the aura of this place and let his realm rise steadily, Yu Zhenyi was puzzled.
Is it a battle with Ding Ying, the injury is too heavy, is already an embroidered pillow?
Therefore, when Chen Ping’s stop at the time of entering the city, it is actually making a fool of himself, blinding everyone in the city.
Yu Zhenyi stopped and looked to the side of the capital, the outline of the city under the moon, he finally gave up the idea of ​​finding out. Once Chen Pingan and Jing Xinzhai and the autumn teamed up, it is the real disaster. When the Tang Tieyi and Cheng Yuanshan's wall grassy, ​​they will see the wind and the rudder, and completely fall to Nanyuan.
Yu Zhenyi returned to the hut, reaching out, and the palm of his hand was gently wiped over the blade of the glass flying sword.
He is now a fairy-tale who can make a sword-sword tour. It is just a lot worse than the real escapes recorded in the books. It is too high to lift too high, and it is too far from the wind. It is a pity.
Yu Zhenyi looked at the line and watched the moon. One day, he could guard the sword on the top of the world, overlooking the mountains and rivers, higher than me, only the sun, the moon and the stars.
Yu Zhenyi suddenly lowered his gaze. The broken city on the unfinished city of Beijing could not see the appearance of the characters. However, in the eyes of Yu Zhenyi, a bright light appeared, which was extremely unsightly.
Yu Zhenyi sneered and said: "Is this coming?"
On the head of the city, there is a young female crown with a back sword. Sitting cross-legged on an arrowhead, holding a steaming casserole in one hand, the aroma is pervasive, and the chopsticks fly like a hand, while eating and chanting: "哎呦娘Hey, this stuff is really delicious, it’s too hot, it’s not good, I can’t buy two bowls at a time.

Under the city gate, a number of rides galloped out and passed a military order issued by the Emperor.
The Yulin Army and the three Gyeonggi garrisons, in addition to the army responsible for guarding the south gate of the capital, succumbed to the original place, and the rest evacuated from the station and withdrew twenty miles later.
It is like giving people a place.
Give Yu Zhenyi and the crown of the city on the head.
Buried in madness, occasionally looking up and licking the direction of the yak mountain, Yu Zhenyi if the foot is smeared at this time, she can not catch up, can not catch up.
Put the casserole next to it, a pair of chopsticks gently placed on the casserole, the Taipingshan female crown Huang Ting, stood up, patted the belly, full of regrets, "this stayed up late, eating a bit too much Ah, you can’t get fat two pounds. Hey, Fan Waner, rice bowl? You are a rice bucket...
Wait until the beginning of the three Nanyuan elite began to slowly transfer the station.
The woman’s crown Huang Ting’s eyes were sharp, and she stared at Yu Zhenyi’s side. She wiped her mouth and whispered:
It is estimated that after finishing this frame, I will be able to lose weight.


Chen Ping, who slept on the ridge, was awakened by the great movement outside the city. Looking up at the south, there were two wipes of swords and light.
It is Yu Zhenyi’s glass flying sword, and Huang Ting’s sword in the world.
Chen Pingan did not return to his place to take long gas, but took a sword and a knife from Feijian fifteen, hanging around the waist, the sword that was originally belonged to Dou Zizhi, and the narrow knife that was passed down from generation to generation. snow.
As soon as I swept away, the figure was like a cloud of smoke.
The autumn has already stood on the head of the city, and Chen Pingan came to the Nanyuan Guoshi.
Chen Pingan asked: "Is this up?"
The autumn nodded: "Huang Tingben is the monk in the hometown of your hometown. The perception of the aura is far beyond us."
Chen Pingan said: "She feels that she would give Yu Zhenyi such a whale to swallow the spirit, will not beat?"
Autumn is helpless: "Where, if so, Huang Ting has already shot, according to her statement, is deliberately waiting for Yu Zhenyi to eat, she only shot, saving Yu Zhenyi lost an excuse."
Chen Pingan really couldn't understand the idea of ​​the Taipingshan women's crown. It was a life-and-death fight. It was a must-have thing. How come to her side would be such a play.
On the other hand, Chen Pingan himself, the street war, from Ma Xuan, 琵琶 woman, smile face, has been testing the depths of the world, but also to hide the strength again and again, and then to calculate the peak of the peak Lu Xun, and finally to the autumn and Ding Infants, which step is not to be careful and cautious, which one can not be stable.
Although she did not understand her thoughts, Chen Ping’s heart and mind still admire and admire the Huang Ting, walking the rivers and lakes, if it can be done regardless of life and death and results, it seems that it should be so... not afraid of death.
Chen Pingan said about the construction of the bridge with the autumn, and he smiled and agreed.
Then there is the story of the woman who is married to the woman and the scholar named Jiang.
For a national teacher, it is a trivial matter to find a scholar who is stranded in the capital and participates in the imperial examinations. However, the autumn did not immediately agree, but asked, "Are you sure you want to see the scholar?"
Chen Pingdao said: "See you, let's talk about it later."
This autumn nodded.
The two men looked at the side of the Yak Mountain, Yu Zhenyi and Huang Ting, the two masters who steadily occupied the top three in the world, and the fight was getting louder and louder.
Often a touch of Sen Jian Jian, can grow up to a dozen feet, or even dozens of feet.
Probably it is the place where Chen Pingan and the autumn are standing side by side, which is the safest place under the sun.
Queen Zhou Yuzhen, His Royal Highness Prince Wei Yan, and Princess Wei Zhen, as well as a white-haired old general, under the strict of the Yulin guards, boarded the city and went straight to the two.
Zhou Zhenzhen naturally did not dare to put a shelf on the autumn side. The two sides did not lose their etiquette. After Wei Zheng saw the national teacher, it was even more treacherous. There was no way. The autumn was one of her teachings, and the life of the princess. One time, the board was also given by the worship of the country. At that time, the little girl cried with a snot and tears. After finding the father and mother who were playing, one said that they played well and one said that they played lightly. After that, Wei Zhen was afraid of a country teacher such as a wolf and a tiger leopard.
The old general can walk with these three Tianhuang Guizhen, presumably the first man of the Nanyuan country, such as the noble and meritorious old man. After seeing him in autumn, he will say hello to his name: "Lv Wei, how come you?"

The old general was wearing a scorpion, and he was full of anger. He said: "The outside of the Beijing-Guangzhou terracotta warriors and horses, most of them are the good squad that I have mobilized. I am going to smash the squad, and the sand field is not good. I admit that I can mobilize the troops. I haven’t lost the power of the squad, I haven’t lost it yet! You stopped me from leaving the city. Isn’t it for me to watch them a ride?!

The old man took a shot at the head of the city and was annoyed: "Why are you going to kill the rivers and lakes masters who are flying around? Why are you not going to stop? A frame and a frame, playing dead, most of the people in Beijing can sleep well. Especially, what kind of immortal man wearing a white robe, to boast the gods, what the old devil is his men’s defeat, but also looks handsome and extraordinary, which hurts my two grandchildren, ask me I don't know him. One said that I want to learn from Chen Xianshi. One said that I want to see a hero. I know him. If I saw the white robe, I must point to his nose and slay him half dead. Say, the name is really good..."
Kind of autumn bears a smile.
The old man gave his face a sigh of relief, and he was about to scream and scream. He said, "Oh, the empress and the prince and the princess are here, and you will be less sloppy."
The old general was sulking.
Chen Pingan did not speak, thinking that this old general was a straightforward temper, but his temper was hot.
Lv Wei saw the young man’s gaze, and the veteran general who was on the sigh of relief blinked: "Kid, oh?! dare to laugh at me?"
Chen Pingan did not return his mouth, just took off the jug and drank the wine.
The old general mistakenly believes that this person is a man of the rivers and lakes. Since he can stand with the autumn, it is mostly a young master of martial arts. The character is definitely not where it is, and the words are long and heavy: "The boy, you It looks like a book, and it’s a reading seed. It’s not that I rely on the old and the old. I’m looking at the people. I really advise you to walk in the rivers and lakes. I don’t expect you to go to the battlefield to make a contribution. Learning to grow a national teacher, of course, is only learning the side of the sage of the sage, what a Wu master, there is a good..."
Chen Pingan was speechless, squeezed a smile, nodded and drank.
In addition to his temper, the old man is not very good at speaking. In fact, his heart is still very good.
Princess Wei Zhen grinned at the side.
She knew the identity of this young man. She had already seen him once in the Zhuangyuanxiang restaurant.
However, General Lv only knows that the young man who killed the Ding Lao Mo, wearing a white robe, will be a sword, will be a fairy, but he does not know that he threatened to point to the nose of the guy, far in the sky.
Even the veteran general who was quite disgusted with the rivers and lakes, watching the Jianguang scorpion on the side of the Yak Mountain, rushed into the sky, still could not help but secretly sighed, "The true is also."
However, the old general who has lost his temper, did not let go of any opportunity to teach the young man who had gone astray, and turned his head and persuaded: "I don’t see it. This is the style of the master. How many years does it take for your boy to have this realm? A hundred years, can't do it? So, ah, still abandoning Wu from the text, if you want to understand it someday, willing to throw a pen from the 戎, that is better, as long as I have not entered the coffin, you come to me, I personally Introduce for you, any elite army in Nanyuan, your kid picks it!"
The old general spoke up.
Chen Ping wiped his face and sighed. He had to register himself. "My name is Chen Pingan."
The old man snorted. "You called Chen Pingan, and it’s not a surname. Let’s be a guy in Nanyuan’s official. I’m not familiar with that...

The old general suddenly stopped his words, nodded his face, stretched out his thumb, and pretended to be a fool: "Good name!"
Then the old man seemed to have happened nothing, silently walked to the side of the autumn, and then silently moved to the side of the outermost Prince.
The old general plans not to speak in the near future, but to repair a closed man.
Chen Pingan looked at the battle of Yakshan Mountain for a while and said, "I am leaving first."
Of course no one is blocking.
After Momo’s scent, he saw some clues about the war. He smiled and said with emotion:
The previous victory and defeat is still between the five and five, and now it’s not as good as him.

Zhou Yizhen still does not see anything, Prince Wei Yan is similar.
As for the old general Lu Wei and the princess Wei Zhen is even more confused.
Lv Yannai said: "National teacher, is he leaving?"
A kind of autumn laughs: "Chen Pingan will not appear too arrogant as long as he is willing to appear in the city tonight."
Speaking of this, the autumn turns around and looks at it, sighing in my heart, isn’t it good to say everything?

When Chen Pingan quietly returned to the yard, the sky was not yet bright.
These days, the lotus villain has been curled up in the golden robe of the robe, sleeping more and more sweet, and Chen Ping did not wear back Jin Yu.
Into the room, found that the little guy's breathing is more and more stable, changed a sleeping position, Chen Pingan helped roll up the golden robes.
Chen Pingan walked out of the house. The skinny girl sat on a small bench and slept against the door. In her sleep, she frowned.
Chen Pingan can even see from her sleeping position that she is too young to be alert to the world.
Chen Ping’s fists in both hands, gently placed on his knees, quietly waiting for the dawn.
The old man suddenly appeared, standing beside him, sitting at one stop.
The old man opened the door and saw the mountain road: "Since you have carried this long sword of Chen Qingdu, I will make an exception to let you complete the whole skin and soul, and enter this flower and blessing land. As for why you come, I certainly count Come out. Just ask me to help you rebuild the Longsheng Bridge. It’s not difficult, but it’s not so cheap under the sun.

The old man pointed his finger at Cao's sunny house. "I heard about your words with the child. I know the truth about your right and wrong. I know the relationship between the old and the old." Under the sun, I was the first to know, and I was so confused that I missed my children!"
Speaking of this, the old man sneered: "So I decided to raise the height of the threshold a little. Only then will there be a fight for the killing, and let Ding Ying ban the square. If you are not good, die here, So long swords left, I will not be too embarrassed for you, at most you will stay here for decades, how come, or how to go back, don't worry about the spirits, I will not deal with the old show, not to take you Being mad, but the rules still have to be."
Chen Pingwei smiled and said: "It turns out."
The old man smiled and said: "There was a high-ranking man of the Yin and Yang family. It was still quite high. Once he was shot, he was ambiguous. He just stepped on my bottom line. I endured him and didn't care about him. But his natural yin and yang. The disciples of the fish body are not tall and thick, and they are attached to Fan Waner twice. They try to remind you and tell you how to leave the Huanfufu place. I will waste the other two magic weapons on your body."
Chen Pingan asked: "Is that paper town, and... Northern Jin Dynasty?!"
The old man smiled and said: "You are not stupid enough to get home. These two are the man's handwriting, very interesting. As for why he is willing to shoot, have you ever suffered in his hands?"
Chen Ping’s forehead oozing sweat.
It is a fear from the heart and the water.
It is smaller than life and death, and it is often a matter of life and death.
Chen Pingan’s fear is that he seems to be in a white misty place. When he goes wrong, he will fall into the cliff, and then someone will stand on the edge of the cliff and watch him coldly.
that person.
Chen Pingan really remembered it until now.
It was the last man who passed by at Eaglehawk, and the man grinned at him.
It was the man who sold the candied fruit in his childhood, the smiling man!
At that time, on the side of Feiyingbao, Chen Pingan felt that he was familiar with it, but he could not remember it.
What Chen Ping remembers is not the appearance of this person, but his smile.
From Zhuzhudongtian to Tongyezhou.
Chen Ping raised his arm and wiped his forehead sweat.
The old man asked: "Is it finally remembered who? Then I want to understand?"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "I want to understand, why he will kindly remind me that I don't want me to enter this place where he can't control it, but he is afraid of the old predecessors and dare not act blatantly."
The old man sighed, "It’s a little better than stupidity. You are only half right. That person is not malicious to you now, or you can find the lotus man by your luck."
The old man asked again, "I broke this game, others really can't break it? But you don't know the truth until now, isn't it strange?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and did not hesitate: "It's not strange. If it was before, it wouldn't be strange, but after all, it's not surprising that you don't understand anything. But you can walk down and contact twice. It’s even less strange to swim, those people and things that have been encountered, and to think a lot."
The old man nodded. "That is a little smart now."
Chen Pingan asked: "When can I leave the flower garden?"
The old man smiled and said: "You should first ask when you can leave Nanyuan."
This time the old man did not sell the customs. "When I waited for the Nanyuan National Capital City, I will take you to see the world."
Chen Pingan took off the jug and hung in the air. He didn't drink it. He couldn't help it. He boldly asked: "Why?"
The old man smiled. "The old man is very boring."