Chapter 49: There is something different (1)

When the protagonist goes, the Yuan Ying Grand Ceremony is also uninteresting. The size of the gifted guests of the Xianmen are scattered, and they talk privately about the disciples of Fengling Mountain. It is so deep in love that the devil who has become a demon and can't turn. Presumably, after today, the embarrassing events of Xu Xingzhi and Jiuzhi Lan will spread throughout the corner of Xianmen.
Guangfujun’s face is better than being slap in the face, but he can’t see where to go, but Qing Jingjun is as light as usual:
Xiyun, why should you be so attached?

Guangfu Jun is famous for Yuexiyun. He has no blood relationship with Qing Jingjun, but he is fortunate to share the same surname.
In fact, it is difficult for Guangfu Jun to call the real name of Qing Jingjun. "Don't be a dust-free brother, today, no matter what, you can't lighten Xu Xingzhi! He used this as a place to set the face of Fengling Mountain." Where are you looking for?! Only when the Tianchuan clerk came to ask me, you know? He asked me if the Jiuzhi lamp was secretly tied to Xu Xingzhi for double repair! Otherwise, why should I take it back?"
"Nothing. I know clearly."
"But how should you comment on the slogan? You are the owner of Fengling Mountain, and you should punish Xu Xingzhi for the four-door discussion!"
"I am indeed the owner of Fengling, but it is my apprentice." Qing Jingjun Wen said, "If I can't even protect my apprentice, this is the meaning of the Lord of Fengling."
Guangfu Jun face reveals the color of decisiveness. "You can still remember what you promised me at the beginning? Xu Xingzhi must not! It must not be very close to non-Tao people! I have been supervising him all the time, for fear of his travels. Wrong, but if he really has a relationship with the nine lights... If Xu Xingzhi knows that he is..."
In the second half of his sentence, the wheelchair was broken.
Guangfu Jun was really flustered, but he did not find that in his speech, Wen Xuechen had come behind him.
Wen Xuechen did hear something.
However, he is not a Qu Chi is not Zhou Beinan, the former seems to be mild but extremely stubborn and heavy; the latter is straightforward and quite loyal. He is both Wen Xuechen, and his heart has a nine-hearted heart, a thousand changes, and it will not flow in appearance.
Wen Xuechen was in his body and calmly said: "The two kings are long. The younger generation has no intention of eavesdropping on anything. They are not interested in the secrets of Fengling Mountain. However, today, there is a saying in the younger generation, the nine lights are not allowed to stay in the wind. Ling."
"I have a reputation for doing this." Wen Xuechen pointed the yin and yang ring on the tip of the disk, and said, "This time, the Yuan Ying Conference, all the gates have the participation of the officials, and the nine lights are abandoned. If you want to go, you will spread it. The impact is not serious. If you want to call the future of the Fengling Mountain, you will be less likely to be reconsidered. It is best to send the nine lights that have been awakened to the magic road."
Guangfu Jun feels that it is reasonable: "This is true. Brother, to protect the reputation of Fengling, but also to protect the side of Xu Xing, the nine lights can not stay."
It’s always a quiet and gentle temperament, and it’s hard to see:
The proton is not wrong, but it’s just awakening the blood of the magic road. Why do you have to send him back to suffer sin?

"The husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crimes." Wen Xuechen said indifferently, "not to mention, Jiuzhi's body is not a jade, he is just a catastrophe." Qing Jingjun, you have always been hurt, Will not consider it for him?"
Qing Jingjun stubbornly said: "No, there should be other ways. The child I also watched grow up..."
Guangfu Jun Lisheng: "Brother!"
Wen Xuechen hangs his eyes and remembers: "Qing Jingjun, you should have heard some news recently. The Lord of the Magic Road failed to pass the robbery yesterday. It has been turned into a pile of skeletons under the Tianlei. The two brothers of Jiuzhi Lan are The Lord of the Magic Road has already torn the dough, and the internal forces of the Magic Road are now intertwined and entangled with each other. If the nine lights are still ordinary monks, his magical lineage will awaken at this moment, is it not certain inside the magic road? Would you want to take advantage of this young child who is out of the way? It is also useless to stay in the right path. It is better to send him back. If we can help him up..."
"...help him in the upper position?"
Rao is Guangfu Jun also failed to think of this layer. He stared at Wen Xuechen, a famous younger generation of the younger generation, who couldn’t help but swell the layers of coldness.
Wen Xuechen will never mind the eyes of others, and he will take care of himself: "...it is, help him to go up. He grew up in the right way and sent him back. The magic road and my road can be repaired for a long time. In Fengling Mountain, in my way, even in the future of Magic Road, it is very beneficial."
The words "Yu Xingzhi" seem to touch the string of the heart of Qing Jingjun. He silently goes down and no longer speaks.
Although Guangfu Jun feels that his son's mind is too fine and horrible, he still has to admit that this is the best policy at the moment: "Senior brother, let's make a decision. Xu Xingzhi -"
"Listen to the line." Qing Jingjun closed his eyes, "Listen to him."
Guangfu Jun did not breathe in a breath: "Brother!"
If there is no one next to Qing Jingjun: "Snow dust, if you can convince you, then I will not care where the child goes."
Wen Xuechen beheaded, and he said "Yes". After he gave his hand, he was shaking his wheelchair and was about to leave. He heard that Qing Jingjun had a faint voice: "Snow dust, your mind is too heavy. If it is often This calculation is really bad for your heart."
Wen Xuechen looked back, and there was a smile in the cold eyebrows: "Qing Jingjun, thank you for reminding me. But I am already used to thinking more and thinking, I can't change it."
Wen Xuechen decided to go, the blue hair was tied, and the white hair was flying in the wind.
Meng Zhongguang stood under the stage, and all the disciples dispersed, but he did not move.
When Wen Xuechen passed him by, Meng Zhongguang suddenly said: "...He was crowded out in the magic road since he was a child. He grew up in the right way and was also squeezed out. Now you have to send him back to the Magic Road.... Why are you? Don't kill him directly."
Wen Xuechen’s fingers were tight, and he turned to look at Meng Zhongguang and stared for a moment before he smiled:
Do you know what we are talking about?

Meng Zhongguang does not squint: "Guess can guess."
Wen Xuechen is indeed an accident. After all, in his mind, Meng Zhongguang is a piece of white paper. It is a child who only mourns his brother and only knows how to laugh and play. Now it seems that he is a little kid: "I told you that you have always been Fighting with the Jiuzhi lamp, I want him to go."
"I hope he will go, but he does not want him to die. Not to mention that he is dead, the brothers are to be sad." Meng Zhongguang turned the light slightly, and looked at Wen Xuechen, his voice was very cold. "I don't want to compete with a dead person." ... can't fight too."
Wen Xuechen is awkward.
Leaving this sentence, Meng Zhongguang actually had a heart to put an innocent smile on Wen Xuechen. He smiled warmly and warmly before he walked away.
Warm snow dust is slightly condensed.
Xu Xingzhi, your younger brother, one or two, is really hidden.
Others may not know that Xu Xing is going to go at this time, but Wen Xuechen is very clear.
There is a holy place in the back hill of Fengling Mountain, named Yuzhutan. It is a good place to cultivate and cultivate the heart and bones. It is said that Qing Jingjun specially assigned Xu Xingzhi's cultivation place, and the rest of the disciples did not even have the right to practice.
Wen Xuechen was once brought to play by Xu Xingzhi, so he entered the cave of Chaijin Qingtan without any effort.
Xu Xing is dressed in a wide-sleeve kimono, sitting on the shore of the Chaijintan Lake. He is immersed in the water with his clothes, and the finely embroidered bobbin floats above the water, while the Jiuzhi lamp rests on his lap. Drowsy and awake. The mist on the surface of the pool is lingering, just like the bustling dreams, the two sit and lie down, the scene is very beautiful, like the work of a famous celebrity.
A line of bright red blood, the magic seal, is finally imprinted in the eyebrows of the nine lights.
The warm snow dust slammed on the wet ground: "How?"
Xu Xingzhi chuckled: "He has to hate me. The small lamp has never been a friend, so it is easy to ask for it. I have not been able to help him as a brother."
"You have tried your best."

What is the power?
Xu Xingzhi sneered.
Trying to push him into the magic road he didn’t want to enter?

Two phases of silence.
Xu Xingzhi reached out and covered the magic mark on the forehead of the nine-lamp lamp: "Snow dust, if it is you? If he is bent on death, how would you choose?"
When I quit Xu Xing, I regretted it: "Forget it, when I didn't..."
Wen Xuechen’s eyes are not blind: "I will die by him, and even send him to death."
Xu Xingzhi had a sigh of relief, but it was still difficult to drive the turbidity out of the body completely: "Yes, you are Wen Xuechen. Of course you will do this."
Wen Xuechen replied safely: "But you are Xu Xingzhi. You are not willing to let him die."
Xu Xingzhi is undecided: "If you know the heart, you should know that you are not persuading me."
Wen Xuechen was slightly surprised and raised his eyebrows.
"What? When I don't understand your thoughts?" Xu Xingzhi, "You come here to find me, it is not to care about the body of the small lamp."
Wen Xuechen couldn't help but laugh: "You Fenglingshan people don't seem to have a formal shape on weekdays. When things come to the end, they think that they are more transparent than one."
The words have been said, Xu Xingzhi directly gave a conclusion: "I will not send him back to the magic. Do not think about it."
"Do you not care about the difference?" Wen Xuechen said, "As you always say, as long as you cultivate your own heart, how is he different from being in Fengling Mountain?"
"Yes." Xu Xingzhi said, "The timing is wrong.... Nothing is right."
"How to say?"
Xu Xingzhi's action gently touched the eyebrows of Jiuzhi Lan. Even if he was suffering in his sleep, his brows were very tightly locked: "I don't care about the blood of the magic road, but the small lights care. Now the small lights have the blood of the devil. I proposed to send him back to the Magic Road? How can he do it? I can't do anything like this. What's more, the Magic Road is at the time of the battle. I sent him back and pushed him into the whirlpool."
Wen Xuechen said with one hand and asked: "He stayed, how do you know that you are not in a whirlpool? You just walked early, afraid that you don't know that someone has been talking about it, saying that you and the small lamp have long lost their friendship. With these fame, if you don't show your attitude in time, send him back to the Magic Road. Can you still be the Lord of Fengling in the future?"
Xu Xingzhi's face does not change: "If I can't even keep the small lights, what does the Lord of Fengling do?"
Wen Xuechen: "..."
He knew that he was looking for Xu Xingzhi to talk about business affairs. However, Wen Shuchen was inevitably envious of Xu Xingzhi’s true sincerity.
He and Qing Jingjun are really pro-teachers, just like the temperamental generation.
As for Wen Xuechen himself, for a long time, there is no such impulse and juvenile ambition to dare to do the big things in the world.
At this point, the Jiuzhi lamp slightly frowned, it seems to wake up.
Xu Xingzhi’s self-talking whisper is not as soft as it is:
...is it better to sleep for a while?

He single-handedly pulled off the embroidered robes of golden robes, wrapped them in the heads of the nine lamps, and padded behind his head with his palm to teach him to lie comfortably.
In a few moments, the Jiuzhi lamp sounded like a sand in his palm: "...senior brother."
"I'm here."
"Senior brother." The Jiuzhi lamp was lying there, and there was no movement of his fingers. The gesture seemed to be waiting for the vultures, and even the questioning was light. "Why should you save me?"
Xu Xingzhi’s heart is so painful that it’s good:
...sorry.

These three words touched the heart of the Jiuzhi lamp, and he gradually got up and hugged his head.
He is still alive.
The meridian circulation in his body is quite different from the usual situation.
he……
Jiuzhi Lan has narrowed itself down and is smaller, so I can't wait to disappear into this world.
Xu Xingzhi has never heard such a sad voice, a word seems to be the blood squeezed out of his heart: "Brother, I am the magic road... I am the magic road..."
For many years, the shadow that he was afraid of avoiding was finally brought to his head on the day when Xu Xingzhi’s Chinese clothing was added.
Xu Xingzhi held his head in his arms and trembled: "No, you are my younger brother."
... Whether it is a demon, a ghost, a demon, a person, it is always the younger brother of Xu Xingzhi.
The Jiuzhi lamp was so innocently attached to Xu Xingzhi’s arms. I didn’t know how long it took to remember what it was. The force of the drowning man grasping the driftwood caught the front line of Xu Xingzhi:
... Brother, brother... I don’t want to go anywhere.... Don’t send me away. Please, don’t send me away.

He repeated the same sentence, his eyebrows were wet, and the black hair fell down to cover one eye, and the other eye had become a fiery red scorpion that the descendants of the orthodox Orthodox.
At this time, the Jiuzhi lamp couldn't think of Xu Xing's current situation. If he couldn't think of it further, he could only groggy and repeatedly request, don't send him away, don't send him away.
Xu Xingzhi whispered promised: "No, I won't."
Nine branches of lights quickly fainted, Xu Xingzhi has been stroking his shoulders, look at it, look like a child.
Wen Xuechen stared at the back of the two for a long time, only to whisper: "...there are people who are different, why bother to ask for the same return."
Xu Xingzhi stubbornly returned to him: "I am asking for a return."
Waiting for the nine branches of the lamp to flow smoothly, Xu Xingzhi went to the floating temple where Qing Jingjun lived, and talked with him for an hour. No one knows what they said during this period.
Subsequently, Xu Xingzhi took the Jiuzhi lamp from the Yuzhutan and placed it in his temple.
Meng Chongguang has returned from the venue. Seeing that he holds nine lights into the temple, his lips are slightly moving, and he seems to want to say something, but after all, he still shows a well-behaved smile: "The brothers are back."
Xu Xingzhi sighed and placed the nine lights on his couch with Meng Zhongguang, and tightened the quilt for him.
Meng Zhongguang has seen the nine lights on the bed, and the twilight has sunk.
Xu Xingzhi sat down on the couch and looked at the eyebrows of the nine lights.
It’s amazing, the child who could hold his arm on his shoulder and grow up so much now.
"Brother." Meng Zhongguang called him behind him.
"What is it?"
"When Jiuzhi Deng’s brother fell, I was by his side."
Xu Xingzhi heard the words come back. Xu stayed at the jade marrow pond for a long time, and the fog came into view, washing his eyes with a pair of black eyes.
He asked: "What happened?"
"The Jiuzhi Deng brother is a sudden attack." Meng Zhongguang's look is very complicated. He paid attention to the expression of Xu Xingzhi and put his lips on a squat before he hesitated. "Brothers, as far as I know, it is no accident that I am awakened by the spirits. I think that Jiuzhi’s brother should be At that time, I moved what I should not move, so..."
Xu Xingzhi interrupted him: "I know."
For such a dull reaction to Xu Xing, Meng Zhongguang was slightly surprised and unwilling: "Does the brothers don't want to know?"
"The saints have no matter what the heart is." Xu Xingzhi replied, "...no one is a saint. There is a heavy light, and I ask you, have you never thought of anything that should not be moved in your life?"
Meng Zhongguang did not speak.
Without the reminder of Meng Zhongguang, Xu Xingzhi naturally knows this.
But he will never ask, when he is on stage, the nine branches of light have moved their minds, so that their minds are different, and they increase their karma.
In other words, no matter what the nine lights think, they should not pay such a terrible price.
After half a day, the nine lights awake, leaning against the bed without words.
Xu Xingzhi only went out for a turn back, and the bronze mirror in the house was broken.
Xu Xingzhi did not say anything, squatting down and packing up the pieces.
There was a trembling voice in the cold of the Jiuzhi lamp coming from the bed: "...Senior, sorry."
Xu Xingzhi underestimated: "Hey, the horse has a hoof, the person has a miss, what is there."
Jiuzhi Deng asked: "Is the Yuan Ying Dadian finished?"
"Well, I’m done." Xu Xingzhi came back, and the sunshine outside the hall was thrown in the window, sprinkled over his face, and the nine lights shook his eyes, "...how, brother. The look of the dress is not good?"
At this time, Xu Xingzhi has changed back to the usual attire, but the nine branches of the lamp have seen the eyelids slightly warm. A hot air collided in his eye socket, almost asking him to drop his tears.
The brothers dressed in clothes and clothes on the Yuan Ying ceremony, the picture of the wind is like a hot iron in his eyes.
He still remembers clearly, when he looked at the dazzling Xu Xingzhi, for the first time, from the bottom of his heart, a piece of rotten mud was flooding, tumbling, screaming, and he wanted to pull Xu Xingzhi into his In the body, never let him go.
He is a descendant of the Magic, and this matter cannot be changed. However, if he can return to the Magic Road and win the position to become the Lord of the Magic Road, will he merge with the Right Way in the future, can he be equal to the brothers?
If he and the brothers are on an equal footing, can you meet with the brothers at that time and become a Taoist?
Perhaps it is known that it is too eye-catching and not available. Jiuzhi Lan imaginatively imagines everything possible with his brother.
He just thought about it and what sin?
... However, who told him to be born is a devil. Even if you just want to think about it, it is already a great sin.
Jiuzhi lamp leaned on the pillow and thought of himself, he was a big joke.
At this time, there was a sudden chaos in the outside, and there was a scream of "Zhou Gongzi" and "Zhou Gongzi you slower". In a flash, the footsteps had already arrived outside.
Zhou Beinan opened his door with a foot: "Xu Xingzhi!"
Xu Xingzhi snorted: "Take your baby. If the door is broken, you have to fix it for you to go."
Zhou Beinan saw the nine lights that rested in the bed, and the white color on his face faded slightly. The question that was about to be rushed out was swallowed by him, and he blinked straight: "...come out!"
Xu Xingzhi swept the remaining pieces into the shackles: "Just out and scream. What are you calling?"
Nine branches of lights silently watched the back of Xu Xingzhi, until the threshold was covered, and he still eagerly watched where the back disappeared.
After Xu Xingzhi was taken out of the temple, Zhou Beinan Zhangkou asked: "What happened to Xu Xingzhi? You escaped the Yuan Ying ceremony?"
"Escape and escape, this little thing is worthy of your grandfather running around in a thousand miles." Xu Xingzhi did not care.
"Little things, your uncle!" Zhou Beinan was so angry that he said, "The priest who sent the gift from Tianchuan to Fengling told me that the nine lights are turning in the middle of the demon, you actually hold him in public and leave? What is your relationship with him?

Xu Xingzhi is quite innocent: "Teacher brothers. Otherwise."
Zhou Beinanchuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I believe, can you believe in others? It is not a simple Yuan Ying ceremony! It is the successor to your successor to the next Fengling Lord! You and running, still carrying a Do you run the magic road together? Do you know what something is going on outside?"
Xu Xingzhi’s smile:
That’s what they want to do, what about me.

Zhou Beinan was mad at him and said: "You will be irritated by this day! You will know that it will hurt if you plant it once and for all!"
Speaking of this, there are footsteps coming from outside, but this time there are a lot of sounds.
A disciple’s introduction came: "Qu brother, here."
Zhou Beinan’s spirit is in full swing and the jump will rise:
Qu Chi, come over!

Zhu Zhisu’s Qu Chi stepped in from the moon door. He had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and it seemed that he had arrived after the news.
Qu Chi looked at Xu Xingzhi and asked in general: "...nothing."
He asked whether there was anything wrong with Xu Xingzhi. He also asked if there were any problems with the nine lights.
One of Xu Xing’s words: "Nothing."
Qu Chi exhaled: "Okay, that's good."
"No... this is gone?" Zhou Beinan's old blood lingered in his throat. "Quchi, you are the oldest, but he is training him."
Qu Chi went to the side, slowly said: "What is the use of training him? Things have already been done, it is better to think about what to do next."
The three sat down in front of the stage, and Zhou Chinan was interspersed between Qu Chi and Xu Xingzhi.
Zhou Beinan didn't have a good spirit: "Let's talk about it, what are you going to do next? Let the Jiuzhi lamp stay in Fengling Mountain?"
Xu Xingzhi smashed the roots of the plum branch and wrote and painted on the ground boringly: "Why not?"
"Also." Zhoubei Nanxun, "Yu Zaiheng died, his two sons are biting dogs, and they are bustling. This kid named 9 has no foundation in the magic road, picking this time to send him back, isn't it for him? ""
Qu Chi has some doubts: "But will the Magic Road give up on him? Today's events are too big, and the magic road should also hear the wind, and his blood awakening can't be concealed. In case his two brothers think that the nine branches The light is a threat..."
Zhou Beinan raised an eyebrow: "How? Do they dare to kill Fengling Mountain?"
"No." Xu Xingzhi's swearing, "The four doors and the magic road have been fighting for a long time. If the small lights don't want to go back, they won't be stupid enough to go to the door to provoke a dead end....Quchi and I are worried. another thing."
In the end, the two looked at each other and said the same thing: "...the mother of the nine lights."
Zhou Bei Nan Dun feels tricky: "Yes. What can I do?"
"A few years ago, I went to Qufu with the Qufu once, and I went to help the little lamp to send a book." Xu Xingzhi did not raise his head with the plum branch. "I will plan to go again later."
Zhou Beinan Huo Ran got up: "You want to grab people? Xu Xingzhi, you -"
"How can I talk so ugly. I am a small lamp mother to reunite with him." Xu Xingzhi added, "...and also indicated to the small lamp that he did not want to participate in the battle. At that time, he built a cottage under the Fengling Mountain. Let the little lamp mother live in it, and both their mother and son can meet each other."
Zhou Beinan: "...if they refuse to give it."
Xu Xingzhi’s face is light:
Oh, then use the robbing.

Zhou Beinan: "..."
Xu Xingzhi’s action stopped for a long time. He thought about it for a long time. He just wanted to ask Quchi what he was. Qu Chi bypassed Zhou Beinan and took over the plum branch in Xu Xing’s hand. He continued the sketch of Xu Xing’s unfinished work on the sand: "... After passing through Mingtang, turn left here."
Xu Xingzhi is not surprised: "You still remember."
Qu Chi buried the first sentence: "I sent you a letter a dozen years ago and went to the Yunxiao Temple of Mrs. Shi. I remember the sex. If you can't remember the road very much, I will go with you once."
One of Xu Xing surrounded the neck of Qu Chi and laughed: "Qu brother, I really want to kiss you."
Qu Chi gentle and said: "Don't make trouble."
Zhou Beinan straightened his eyes: "Ruo Chi, are you not afraid of being punished? Last time you went to the Grand Canal with him, but you were fined for three months of confinement..."
Qu Chi does not seem to put things that may be punished in his heart. Tolerant: "It doesn't matter. It's a big deal. It's been a year and a half. I just took this opportunity to concentrate on enlightenment. When I go out again, I will say no. Can only catch up."
Qu Chi temperament has always been like this, moist and silent, to be warm. It is precisely because of this that among the four first disciples, the supreme person of the prestige is neither the cold and arrogant warm snow dust, nor the impermanence of Xu Xingzhi, but rather the seemingly gentle and unrelenting temper.
Zhou Beinan looked at the two men and worked side by side. They were really awkward and unconsciously explored the past, listened to their arguments, and occasionally inserted one or two sentences.
A few people just talked about it, so there was a voice that suddenly came in: "Xu Shixiong."
Xu Xingzhi raised his head and found that the person was actually Xu Pingsheng.
Xu Pingsheng stared at him indifferently, and he bowed his courtesy and thoughtfully. The tone was normal: "Xu brother, Master asked me to ask if the Jiuzhi lamp is here."
Xu Xingzhi beheaded.
"That would ask him to go to Tongtianzhu in front of the mountain gate." Xu Ping said, "There is a lady named Shipingfeng waiting for him under Tongtianzhu."
Not waiting for Xu Xingzhi to come back to the "Shi Pingfeng" who, the temple door behind them suddenly opened to both sides.
Nine lights stepped out of the threshold: "Have she been here?"
Xu Pingsheng was taken a step back by his red-faced appearance, and he frowned and said: "Yes. It is Mrs. Shi."
The nine lights that have always been indifferently handled are difficult to cover up with excitement. They have been rushing for a few steps, but they have not forgotten the etiquette. They have a deep understanding of Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan, and they turn to Xu Xingzhi. The lips are shaking: ... brother, I want to change a dress."
Xu Xingzhi came back and waved his hand: "Go, go."
After Jiuzhi Lan and Xu Pingsheng retired together, Zhou Beinan was shocked and said: "...‘Mrs. Stone'? We haven’t gone yet, is his mother coming first?

Qu Chi said to himself: "How do I feel something is wrong?"
One of Xu Xing’s words was not sent, and his face was gray and he went straight to the mountain gate.
Zhou Beinan hurriedly jumped up and chased the pace of Xu Xing, while chasing and looking back at the door of the temple that could not be closed.
How long has the Jiuzhi lamp been listening?
This thought was only turned in a moment in Zhounan Nanxin. Soon he was relieved.
...... Listening to it, let this magic boy know how much he cares about Xu Xingzhi, and then concentrate on the side of Xu Xing, quietly do not make trouble, that is the best.
More than a decade ago, Xu Xingzhi, who sent a letter to the Grand Canal of the Magic Road, could not see the true face of Shi Pingfeng, but just across the layer of embroidered screen, the shadow of the shadow looked awkward.
After a lapse of more than a decade, Xu Xingzhi was separated by several tens of feet, and finally saw the mother of Shi Ping Feng Shi, the daughter of Jiuzhi.
Under a hundred years old Panasonic, swaying a beautiful figure of a ladylike figure. Mrs. Shi’s body was revealing a sense of subtlety, so weak that she could take her away as if a wind blew. She had a hilly eyebrow and a round nose. It was beautiful when she was separated, but it was very tight and tight. Together, the good-looking facial features of the five senses piece together a bitter phase.
She held the trunk, her lips opened, and her teeth could not help but tremble nervously.
The Jiuzhi lamp changed into the latest Fenglingshan uniform, and the accessories from top to bottom took the latest and best, almost to the front door with Xu Xing before coming to the mountain gate.
When he was in contact with the woman's line of sight, the woman seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and the body slid a little forward, and the tears burst out.
"Little lights," she whispered softly.
Nine branches of light are rare to show up, without thinking, and stepped down and walked down several steps.
However, when he raised his head again, his expression was frozen and he was stagnant in the air with his steps.
When he was sent to the door of Fenglingshan Mountain, he left the Liuyun Crane. Just like a decade ago, he stood behind his mother. A crow-green robes were pulled by the mountain wind and fluttered back and forth. ring.
The smile on the face of the Jiuzhi lamp gradually receded, and was eclipsed by a pale inch.
Liu Yunhe is a person who has been sent to the letter of love.
When the two sides clashed, the two sons were in dispute, and the inside of the magic road was when the wind was rising and the intrigue was in the air. At this time, Liu Yunhe came to Fengling Mountain with the mother of nine lights, and what was it, clearly revealed.
- It seems that he is not satisfied with the ambitious two sons.
If you can support the nine branches of lights that are flowing outside, you will have a great, deep-rooted Liuyun crane in the magic road, and you will have a perfect cockroach for power.
Now he came to pick him up, using his mother as a bargaining chip.
If the nine lights don't go back with him, the woman who is weak and can be broken by a gust of wind is not difficult to imagine.
The three people behind him have already understood.
Xu Xingzhi's shoulders were stretched into a piece of iron. He was so angry that his lips were trembled.
On the south side of Zhoubei, he looked at Xu Xingzhi. After a few changes in his look, he held his shoulders awkwardly and patted him a few times. He said: "If you want to go, call me, we three people are all hands-on, don't worry. Can't beat him."
"No." Qu Zhi, who has excellent eyesight, categorically said, "...When Mrs. Shi has a red line on her wrist, it is the hand and foot that was moved by the man....maybe, that is the imprint of the same life."
Xu Xingzhi’s back suddenly burst into a flash flood, and he hopelessly slackened.
... The magic road is the same as the life, to the evil to the yin, life and death. Only those who can apply can be untied, and those who are in the middle are ignorant. Once the spell is planted, it is convenient to share the same life. If the donor is dead, the recipient will die.
This means that Xu Xingzhi's work on Liu Yunhe is equivalent to the death of a mother who sent nine lights.
If the nine lights are not the same, the results can be foreseen.
However, the gentle and ignorant woman did not know what was tied to her. She was very surprised by the hope of the nine lamps, and even some tears of grievances and excitement.
"Little lights, don't you remember me? It's me. It's a mother."
Nine lights are looking at her from afar, and the lips are shaking.
In the past, if she was not there, Jiuzhi Lan was afraid that she would not be able to live into Fengling Mountain.
Now, if she is there, the Jiuzhi lamp will have to abandon the Fengling Mountain.
Jiuzhi lamp ankles are as heavy as a stone. It seems that he will step further down. He will fall into the bottomless place and never see the sky again.
However, he had to make a choice.
...he must make a choice.
The Jiuzhi lamp stood on the bluestone steps he had walked through countless times, taking a step down and another step.
It seems to be a tough step. In fact, it is so easy to step on the past, as if a stone is thrown into the abyss. I thought it would be broken and broken, and when I want to really land, it is not hurting. It’s gone.
He stepped forward to Liu Yunhe, step by step away from Xu Xingzhi.
After walking down the fifth stage, he turned around, kneeling on his knees, and his clothes rolled over like a cloud.
He put his head on the stone steps, and the words were biting on the tip of his tongue. It seemed that only the power of such a slap in the face could be used to express the next words: "The magic road nine lights, Xie Xu brothers for many years This time... Return to the altar, if you don’t go back, please ask your brother to add more meals and take care of your body. Don’t want to...

Having said that, Jiuzhi Deng tried his best to grind his forehead on the ground, and he wanted to die here.
Fortunately, he finally said what he said: "...don't catch cold."
Ten years of time, but the fire in the stone, the gap in the middle, the dream body.
It’s time to leave.
Xu Xingzhi rubbed his eyes with force.
"Let's go." Xu Xingzhi smiled in a sighing tone. "Nothing, let's go."
He leaned over and pulled the nine lights up, took the dust on his knees for him, reached for a note on his chest and left, and said: "Keep your heart, everything is the same."
The Jiuzhi lamp did not dare to look at the eyes of Xu Xing. Even if he couldn’t respond, he left him a back and went straight to the pine tree.
Xu Xingzhi also turned and walked toward the door.
The two are back to back and are different.
Going out of the dozens of steps of the nine lights, I suddenly turned my head back, but only captured the twilight hair band that Xu Xingzhi flew.
He wanted to call a "brother", but these two words were more than a thousand pounds, blocked in his throat, and could not be swallowed.
He asked his brother to leave him, and the brothers agreed without thinking.
He is going to leave now, and the brothers laughed and said, let's go.
The brothers obeyed everything that was tolerant of him, but what did he leave for his brother?
Jiuzhi Lan thinks that it is chilly, but the stone screen is no longer waiting. He walks up and puts the nine lights in his arms. He said softly: "Your child, Yunhe just said to bring me. Take a look at you and don't say let me take you there."
Crossing the narrow and narrow shoulders of the stone screen, the Jiuzhi lamp looked at the Liuyun crane.
Liu Yunhe's lips and corners are slightly hooked, and Shuguang Zhongzhi is sure to win the arrogance, so that the look of the Jiuzhi lamp is cold and cold.
I haven't seen it for a few years, and there are endless words in Shipingfeng, I want to talk to my son. She held up the nine palms and had the palm of her hand, saying: "Yunhe tells me that your blood has recovered. I really can't sit still, so he asked me to take a look at you. You have been here for years. It’s very bad, it’s that my mother was weak and couldn’t protect you...

"Very good." For the first time in his life, Jiuzhi Deng interrupted the stone screen. "I am in Fengling, everything is well."
The twilight is coming, it’s dry and clear.
When Jiuzhi Lan went down the mountain with a stone screen, he thought that he might not have the chance to see the starry sky of Fengling Mountain.
In order to retain the only thing he missed, he kept looking up at the sky. However, it was not until he left the territory of Fengling that he found the sky overcast, but it was actually