Chapter 98: 【】

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The lead-gray sky, the thick snow cloud is more and more gloomy, shrouded in the snowfield.
After the Thunder strike, no one moved first. Under such a stalemate, Yin Yu even has the time to think about it. This place is worn by everyone, and there is no recognition at all. Only the red dress of the Rong and the white skirt of the jade eyebrows are regarded as the iconic dress style.
It seems that Yu Zhan is not sitting in the Golden Palace. So where did the second strongman go?
Zhonglu Xuefu, Nanlu Qingjian Jianpai, or West Luya Yashan?
Wherever you go is a disaster, but if you only look at the current situation, at least he has a chance to win.
The brilliance of the Linyuan sword suddenly bursts, and the twelve magical stories swept over!
There is no snow or snow on the edge of the cliff, and the meaning of cold and solitude condenses in the air, if there is a substantial oppression of the human heart.
Rong Rong turned around and quietly watched the youth who broke through countless barriers and appeared in front of him. "It’s really amazing to see a mountain in a short period of time."
The complex red robe on his body was like a sea. As he walked, the blood of the sea waved.
"I have been practicing the road for three hundred years. You have finished in less than 30 years. Is this the number of the reincarnation of the devil?"
This sentence is not asking the other person, just a feeling.
If it is the enemy of the current, careful and serious, naturally there is no leisurely feelings. And until now, he has not seen the other side as an opponent who needs to be divided and decided to die.
Luo Mingchuan did not respond to this contemptuous attitude and replied, "You all say yes, that's right."
I know who I am, and the younger brother knows who I am. What other people say to you.
Rong Xiao smiled, his tone was serious, and he was quite shameless.
"You don't think that you are in this way, you are losing the face of the demon statue? Is your greatest wish to be the head of the mountain?"
"I have already got what I want. There is nothing to be worth fighting for."
Luo Mingchuan knows that if it is not the responsibility of the master, the responsibility lies, and he does not want to be the head of the mountain.
Rong Rong nodded. "I understand. If you are benevolent, you will be successful, and you will be able to practice smoothly. But is it true that Tianluo nine turns?"
Luo Mingchuan’s eyes fell on the snow cloud above his head, his face was white.
"As long as it is a practice, you need to be jealous. The Tianluo nine turns and the world's thousands of exercises are no different."
At the same time as the original dialogue took place, the battle was always going on.
Until now, the snow cloud can no longer withstand the strong real and magical hedges, smashed away, like a silky cotton wadding. A few sounds of muffled sounds came from nine days, like the thunder of thunderstorms during the summer rainstorm.
The mighty real and the violent magic are filled with every inch of space in the sky. The snow was raised high, forming numerous turbulences and whirlpools, drowning the two figures.
After listening to it, I am quite sorry. "You see so transparent, why are you still coming to die?"
As the words floated down, the winds of the winds gathered together under the abyss, and rushed straight out of the dark world.
The wind is dead and cold, and the temperature at the edge of the cliff suddenly drops.

This year's deep winter, the wars and fighting laws that broke out in various places have completely disrupted the air and gas.
The two major disasters collapsed, the Devils suffered heavy losses. After the integration, they continued to go south. The mountains and the mountains fell on the cliffs. They didn’t know each other. The first level was broken, and the first level was broken. The break is not the Lord of the Magic, but the 褚浣; Yunyang City outside the fire sea is extinguished, the corpse is everywhere, the demon army brigade stays in place, elite to attack the city.
Emperor Beilu’s Majesty ancestors worshipped the ancestors in Fengtiantai, and the three thousand dragons and ships crossed the sea.
The battlefields of these thousands of people went to the river, and the two sides fell into a stalemate. In the seemingly calm Westland, there are still rules in the towns, and the displaced people have been properly placed.
Because the victory and defeat in this land is determined by a few people.
For example, the wilderness in the suburbs of Tai'an.
Jade exhibition eyebrows are thinking with some nausea, how do you know that I am going this way, every time I have a block.
Liu Bull Frost naturally has no realm to be able to understand and understand her behavior.
Just knowing that she is lost, she will take the right hand side.
The sky is gradually darkening, and the clouds cover the moonlight. There is a thin layer of snow on the grassy wilderness, and there is a bit of Donglu Snowfield.
The two are separated by three feet, and this distance is very suitable for fighting and is also suitable for speaking.
Yu Zhan looked at the dim sky, thinking that tonight, there will be one less person in the world who can speak. After all, in the big Golden Palace, there are no people who dare to look at her.
In this case, what if you say a few more words at this time?
"I heard that you have closed your life and death."
Liu Bull Frost did not know what mood he was in, and he also talked calmly with her. "Yes."
Yu Zhan smiled lightly. "Then you are going out now, is it a broken life?"
Liu Bull Frost looked at the opposite person.
It is clearly the most indifferent and temperamental temperament, but it has practiced the most feminine charm. Laughing, long eyebrows like spring willows, eyes like ice lake.
She calmly replied, "Life and death are natural things, such as the Yangtze River clearing the stream into the sea, the spring leaves fall in the fall, if you deliberately look, it is down."
Yu Zhan's eyebrows no longer laugh, cold and sloppy, "You know, what I hate most is what you look like."
When it comes to this, nature can't continue.
The night wind swayed the wide sleeves of the Lord's Palace, and suddenly changed direction, blowing to the people opposite her.
A white practice comes with the wind, and under the crush of the scorpion, the grass is devastated along the way.
The wind is like a knife, and the murder is stunned.
Liu Bull Frost flew up, as if the real true yuan barrier condensed in front of her.
She practiced the boxing method that went straight and straight, the boxing wind broke through the air, and the thunder and thunder burst into the wilderness.
The pressure that is more than a thousand is falling on the soft white practice, but like a stone like a lake, there is no trace of splashing.
Yu Zhan looks cold and indifferent like ice and snow.
In the hands of the white practice traverses three feet, standing still in the air, like a bridge.
And they stood at the ends of the bridge, like the snowy night when they watched the warm wine faint.

There is a golden light shining directly into the night sky, and it is like a layer of water. It is the radiance of the opening of the Guardian Mountain.
Centering on the main peak of the main peak, covering the remaining five peaks, from the rolling sea of ​​clouds to the front of the mountain gate, all the trees are covered.
This is the first time since the end of the era of the law, the first time the mountain was opened. Headed by Zhengyangzi, all the elders in the door sit in the main hall and try to preside over the law.
Half of the sky in the West is illuminated by the golden light of the day.
But that road came from outside the sky, and it was extremely powerful. If it had not touched Jinguang, it would be blocked by a sword.
Jun Hao held the ‘Spring Mountain Smile’ and stood in the clouds, facing the distant world from the wind.
In the cloud, outside the golden light, there are also two people separated by three feet.
"You may not know me. Introduce yourself, my name is Yan Xing. The teacher is stunned by Jian Sheng, and the third is in the door."
The man in front of the mountain gate carries a long knife and a jar of wine hanging from the waist. From the time of the full moon at night and night, the natural wind and dust, and the fact that it does not trim the margins, is even more descriptive.
The tone of speech is sloppy, but the eyes are clear and straight, looking straight ahead,
"Actually, I always feel that you should play with my master. After all, you both use swords, and the kendo is similar. The schoolmaster also said what 'double stars are in the world'. Many people guess that you two... ...but not now." He pointed his finger at the sky,
"Now my master has something to do, and the second sister is not there. I can only go on. Long time, Lin Daoyou."
This sentence is not polite, and Yan Xing really admire Lin Yuangui. Since he began to practice, the name is the same as the master brother. But he did not serve the other's kendo talent, but slashed the sword on the mountain.
He saw a real person today and sincerely felt that if he had lived for a hundred years, he could compete with the other side.
Opposite him, the man wearing a blue robe is simply standing there, like a tall, straight pine. The coldness between the eyebrows is like the snow and ice that does not change all the year round.
Lin Yuan returned to silence and patiently, nodded, "Yan Daoyou."
This is even after the greeting.
But Yan Xing still does not intend to do it. He only has a lot of words when he is drunk on weekdays. It’s like drunkenness tonight, but it’s like drunk.
"Why did Lin Daoyou come?"
Lin Yuan replied, "The elders of the division are entrusted."
He believes that since it is a two-person showdown, and he is better than the other party, it should be the first time.
This old pedantic ancient gift has long been ignored, but Lin Yuangui still insists on doing it. So now the Yan line does not move, he can only talk to each other.
Yan Xing asked again, "What is the matter of the elders of the division?"
"Take me a battle at the end of the world."
"After the fight?"
"If you are defeated, you will die in the end of the world. If you win, the grace of the teacher's door has been reported. I have squandered the law and left Hengduan."
Yan Xing looked awkward. "Where is this reason."
Lin Yuangui still looks calm. It seems as if it should be.
Yan Xing thought for a moment, "What do you do when you leave, what is the sorrow of the sword? And what about the disciples of your master? They are afraid that they will not go any further."
The two old factions of Bao Puzong are not secrets. After the death of Master Lin Yuangui, Yu Shi’s power was monopolized, and the dissidents were well known.
In the face of these two problems, Lin Yuangui can only be silent. The first time I didn’t answer, I asked,
Why are you telling me this?

Yan Xing said calmly, "One is because the two just met, and they didn't say a word, it was too boring. Second, because I can't beat you, I have to delay the time."
Lin Yuangui apparently did not expect him to say so. Is it not as good as people, is it not a taboo in the war?
At this point, they are even more unable to understand each other.
Lin Yuan returned from Xiao Xiao’s hills in the vast expanse of smoke, and practiced swords day after day. There was no difference between one year and ten years. His master taught him to be benevolent, righteous, and wise, but he did not teach him the moment of loyalty and dilemma.
Yan Xingchang is used to the whole world in the mixed market of fish and dragons. On the day of Juggernaut, he spent a few drinks in the spring-sleeved building and also played a fight against the girl's mountain. The rest of the pub ran away, leaving him alone, knowing that he would not be able to make a comeback and go half a life.
Juggernaut once said, "As for you, nine lives are not enough for you to die."
In other words, acknowledging that it is not as good as the other party will not shake the war of Yan Xing. Because of the behavior of 'seeking death', he carried out his first half of life.
I can't beat you, but I just want to play with you.
There is a kind of killing me.
Yan Xing took out a long knife and was in the right color. "Lin Daoyou, please --"