Vol 10 Chapter 1888: Bad Words [Wang Wen, 6 Million Words Net, Seek Slaughter]


In addition, just today, among the new disciples in my cabinet, there is another order that conforms to heaven. It seems that God wants to entertain me, Huang Huazong, it seems that it is time to press the other two exhibition halls. Law enforcement chief Lao Xuanyu stepped forward and said. Lao Xuankang also jumped up and down happily.
This is a bad word for my brother, but don't underestimate the heroes in the world. However, if this level is met, we should look at what is beautiful. Xuan Xu said that the plain face also vaguely smiled. However, Fang Liuqing still stood on the spot, with no expression on his face, as if he did not care about the legendary fit of heaven.
Oh? My son seems not very interested in this level of health. Old Xuanyu smiled at Fang Liuqing.
Refining gas is an important requirement for talents, but knowledge of the world is absolutely necessary. More importantly, the heart of Tao never stops. Don't think about other things that are not important all day, so you can't touch the other side of the legend all day. Fang Liuqing's voice was very cold, as if he had said so much for the first time.
Ok. The old man Xuan Yu snorted coldly, not speaking. Elder Xuankang scratched his ears for a long time, scratching his cheeks, and finally said nothing.
Metaphysics doesn't seem to recognize the meaning of your own words, Liu Qingdao, Liu Qing, you just broke through, don't rush to seek success, stable Dodge is the foundation.
Yes. Fang Liuqing nodded.
Xuan Xu nodded, stood up and left. Elder Xuan Yu waved his sleeves heavily and followed Xuan Xu. After a long period of hesitation, the old man stepped on his feet and left childishly.
The old black man who had not spoken for a long time stayed. She is the only older woman. At this time, she came to Fang Liu clearly and said softly, Liu Qing, your uncle Xuanyu has always been like this. Don't worry about what happened just now.
Liu Qing naturally dare not. Fang Liuqing seems to like the dark elder very much, even the tone of his speech is a little warm. But this is just a little bit.
Oh. As if knowing Fang Liuqing's nature, a dark sigh. He patted her on the shoulder and turned away.
After everyone left, Fang Liuqing pondered for a long time, and said to himself, I don't know if I did it right or wrong.
The evening breeze is a bit cold. After Zheng Zhou fell asleep, Pan Chen was lying on the wicker chair under the willow tree, looking at the moon in the sky. The fingers of his left hand gently buckled the armrests of the wicker chair with the rhythm of the spring. However, on a very quiet night, it does not seem to be too sudden, but it seems to be composed of night.
Pan Chen is no longer a simple person at this time, but a part of the night. His existence seems to be taken for granted. Tao Yuntiancheng, at that moment, an invisible tide slowly unfolded in the sky.
Suddenly, a foot came in from the door, wearing no shoes, thinner than snow skin, crystal clear toes, flashing in the moonlight. As soon as it landed, the potential around Pan Chen collapsed like the low tide of the sea. Pan Chen slowly opened his eyes and stood up from the wicker chair.
This son is indeed worthy of his name. With only one foot, he can break through and understand the natural trend of the day at the end of the day. ?
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Fang Liuqing did not speak. If the fairy's face emerged from the shadow outside the door, she just glanced at Pan Chen, walked to the stone table beside the mountain spring, and sat down to disturb. she says.
Although the apology is still cold, like the snow is full of sunshine, it looks very warm, but if you reach for it, it is cool to your heart.
Where do you thank you for your help today? If it were not for your next breakthrough, I am afraid I will find you at this time. However, I really don't understand why my son let go again and again. What do you mean? . Pan Chen's face was confused.
Drink a pot of bars. Fang Liuqing looked for a long time and said.
Without speaking a word, Pan Chen went straight back to the house, took out a pot of shochu and some snacks, and sat down opposite Fang Liuqing. The moon is like water, and the sparkling wine on the stone table raises a snowy mist. They didn't speak to each other, but just occasionally poured a glass of wine and raised their heads to drink. Then they thought of their own thoughts. Four pieces of tranquility. Only the grass next to them did not come from the song, but it was also ridiculously quiet.
The night passed in a hurry. When the fish belly gradually turned white, Fang Liuqing suddenly stood up. It's very late. Peach oil has a good rest. When she spoke, she turned around and just walked to the door, but stopped. When a person is invincible in this world, how lonely it should be. Said vaguely,
Pan Chen seemed to hear Fang Liu's faint sigh. However, if you dare to fight Huang Huazong's idea, even if you are a fairy falling from the sky, I will dry your blood by hand. She said, word by word, the colder, when the last word was spit out, the summer morning was like a cold winter day.
Pan Chen looked at Fang Liuqing's back gradually disappearing into the field of vision. The first rays of sunlight hit his pupils in the morning. He raised his wine glass and missed a bite. What kind of woman is this? He shook his head and fell asleep again.
The next day was the day when the cabinet master received new disciples. Qingxin Temple in the east. Metaphysics sat in the hall, followed by three elders and some slightly longer disciples.
At this time, the center of the hall is full of elite disciples from all over the world. Although they have come to Huang Huazong one day, they are still fifteen or six years old, and even younger. At this time, they cannot suppress the excitement deep down, which is inevitable. There is a lot of noise.
There was only a young man in linen sitting quietly. Everything outside seemed to have nothing to do with him. There was always a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were like the calm side of the vast starry sky.
Xuan Xu saw the young man at a glance, and couldn't help but shine a glint in his eyes. Then he retracted his eyes and smiled humanely at the public. Let's be quiet. As the owner of this pavilion, I have to give me a little face, right? There was a sudden burst of laughter under the hall.
However, the three elders looked at each other. In their memory, even Liu Qing on the other side did not laugh at all. However, today, he seems quite satisfied with the order of "Liyu" this day.
So first of all, congratulations on your smooth entry into Huang Huazong to continue studying, but the higher your position, the greater the responsibility on your shoulders. We do not practice ourselves for the so-called glory and wealth. If this is why you are here, then, sorry, you are in the wrong place.
Since the opening of the exhibition hall, Huang Huazong has continued for hundreds of thousands of years. Why did it last for a long time? This is because Huang Huazong has been responsible for helping the world. Whenever mankind faces a major disaster, Huang Huazong will stand up without hesitation and never shrink back. Starting today, you have been an official disciple of Huang Huazong.
You must keep Huang Huazong's purpose in mind while helping the world. Xuan Xu pointed to the plaque overhead and suddenly raised his voice. His voice was like magic, and the blood of the young man under the hall was boiling. Help the world at the same time, help the world at the same time. They said unanimously. ..
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