Chapter 1047: 0 call to call out

Offending a Qin Haoxuan is already a very troublesome thing, if it is offended a lot of young Tianjiao...
Deng Guangze pays for himself is not the kind of murderous murderer of Qin Haoxuan. Anyone who dares to offend is not guilty of offending a group of people.
"Yes, yes, I can testify!"
"I can do it for me too!"
The people around are all excited. This is a good opportunity to brush your face in front of Qin Haoxuan. If you say it well, you may be able to follow him to listen to the Fair!
"Yes! You are too early!" Deng Guangze knew that this time he couldn't get any benefit. The gas was nodded again and again. Finally, he said: "You wait, wait for me, Zhuge brothers come, see if you are still so arrogant. Don't give it."
Under the swear words, Deng Guangze left the sleeves!
Qin Haoxuan’s eyes were dull and looked away from Deng Guangze’s departure. He could not see his mind completely.
"Cough." The little hedgehog coughed and gave a look to Qin Haoxuan back to the house.
Entering the room, the other outsiders were all blocked behind the door by the door.
"Tonight, the Moon River on the south side of the Lonely Moon Mountain has a hearing on the fairy. Let's go there." The little hedgehog looked at Qin Haoxuan.
Qin Haoxuan looked at the little hedgehog without a word, this guy started fast enough.
"I know that I know, five to five points and five points." Little hedgehog pleaded to Qin Haoxuan to laugh.
Look at him like that, Qin Haoxuan thought about it, anyway, wherever he went, he agreed.
Sunset Xishan, Qin Haoxuan, they came to Yuehe to listen to the fairy society.
After Murong Chao was seated, his heart was entangled. On the one hand, he was ecstatic to see the unity of nature and human beings. On the other hand, Qin Haoxuan would be more famous and sad.
Qin Haoxuan sat still, waiting for the fairy sound, the fairy wood was placed in front of him, the sound of the fairy did not ring, he attached a layer of Huaguang.
He is also very much looking forward to this hearing.
Since the last time I heard the fairy tales, Qin Haoxuan was very curious about the tragic and fierce battle. I really want to know when the battle happened and why.
However, what everyone expected was that this time, the audience had not seen the vision of harmony between man and nature as expected.
The avenue sounds, not the flute, not the tragedy, but not the other sounds, that is the sound of a fairy voice.
The sound of the martyrdom came through the misty clouds, with the unique holiness and lightness of the immortals, as if a body and mind baptism, a word and a word fell into the ears of everyone, washing their dust in the world.
Listening to the fairy will be very short-lived, even though there is a illusion of a thousand years of dreams, but the reality is a moment of passing. For the outside of the fairy tales, everyone without the vision of heaven and man is even more incredible.
This time, countless people gave up their own listening to the fairy will run here, just to gamble, bet Qin Haoxuan reappeared the last miracle.
Obviously, they all lost their gambling.
Qin Haoxuan has been sitting there, the fairy wood in front of him has not moved, even if the ancient tone sung does not cause the resonance of the stars.
After listening to the end of the fairy, countless people sighed and returned with disappointment.
Qin Haoxuan also secretly smiled, but at this moment in his heart, gains and losses, and even have not provoked him a trace of embarrassment.
Wake up from the sound of the sound of Xianyin Avenue, Murong Chao is very ugly.
How is this going? When I came to the vision of the unity of people that day, there would be no more? When I didn't come, would you go to a quasi? Sure enough, there must be no good things with Qin Haoxuan!
Annoyed for a while, Murong Chao was surprised and surprised. He looked at Qin Haoxuan in front of him, and his eyes showed a gloating look: "Let you be arrogant, don't you say how powerful you are? Don't do it now? I see who is coming to you!"
Although it was lost, the risk of not being able to trigger the vision of heaven and man is also being considered. Therefore, everyone in the Yuehe Listening Fair did not say anything and dispersed.
After Murong Chao returned to the room, after careful consideration, the light in his eyes became more and more prosperous: "Does the key to Qin Haoxuan's vision of the unity of heaven and man is that the fairy wood and the ancient tone work together?"
Murong transcends the more he thinks about his own guess: "I didn't see him before, but did he learn the old monster with Jiang Zibai?"
"If I learned, can I also trigger the vision of harmony between man and nature in listening to the fairy?"
Although Qin Haoxuan did not trigger the vision of harmony between man and nature this time, many people still want to ask him to go.
However, to everyone's surprise, since that day, the listening fairy in the Wanjiaxian relics has not appeared again.
Because it is not the first time that there is a situation in which the fairy tales appear, so many of the geniuses in the 10,000-year-old fairy tales are very calm, and only the foreign cultivators do not know whether they are really gone or temporarily canceled.
However, in the legacy of Wanjiao, the length of time is beyond imagination, and many people also perform some clues through calculations.
This period of listening to the fairy will, it really disappeared.
Soon, the time came to the day that Qinghong Fairy and Qin Haoxuan agreed.
On this day, the sky has not yet fully lit up, and the main peak of the Lonely Moon Mountain is already full of people.
A vast moon is gradually clearing into the air, a little bit disappears, the white mist is rolling, and the entire mountain range is covered with a layer of white gauze, a few feet away, you can’t see the figure. .
The peaks of the Lonely Moon Mountain are on a layer of cliffs. In the cliffs that are thousands of feet deep, it is a mad wind that dances like a sword. The wind is so strong that many people cannot get close.
The place where the Qinghong fairy is appointed is just after the lonely moon, but the bird is not a desperate.
Qin Haoxuan's face has not changed, and the wing of freedom is born. Like the Dapeng bird, the violent hurricane in the abyss, he can't, even the corner of Qin Haoxuan's robes can't be touched.
Soon, everyone found that this abyss, who was repaired under the forty rounds, could not!
Only those who have been repaired for forty rounds can climb the top of the Lonely Moon Mountain.
A few deep eyes glanced at the white misty peak, Qinghong Fairy, what do you want to do?
Murong Chao hides the greed of the bottom of his eyes, followed by Qin Haoxuan.
When Qin Haoxuan climbed the top of the Lonely Moon Mountain, his eyes swept around and found that there were still many people. There were nearly a hundred and forty rounds of cultivators who followed.
There are a few strong breaths that emanate from those people. They don't bother to hide, just like the king is standing before the crowd.
The fairy goddess of the mysterious master passed down, and the whole body was covered with a layer of shining brilliance. The light of the road was flowing, and she could not see her face completely. It was just the dusty, arrogant, arrogant, scattered, scattered world.
The southern domain Jiwu, who had fought with the demon leader, was awkward, and the dragon was walking, and his dark hair was stunned. His eyebrows were resolute, and he was able to feel the momentum of the mountains and the gods. The shadow of the shadows lingers on his side, and the power of the Tigers and Mountains is coming out!
More mysterious masters of the magical demon, the whole body is overturned by the black magic, arrogant and arrogant, the kind of the world, whoever gives me the domineering.
However, the most horrifying thing is that all the momentum of the whole body is scattered, and the long-lived tens of thousands of mountains are condensed!
Dou Qianshan white light floats, Wanzhang Guanghua overflows from him, in the shadow of the lonely moon in the white mist, like the sun is shining, the day is wide, I am a leisurely breath, floating out, he is The immortality that emerged from the landscape painting, but the strong momentum, seems to declare to the world, he is the king of the world.
There are countless masters around, and Qin Haoxuan is like a stroll in the air. His face is flat and his face is dull. There is only one person in front of him, Qinghong Pity.
On the top of the mountain, on the road of a white and white condensed, Qinghong pitifully closed his eyes and sat on the blue sky. The mountain wind suddenly came, but when it passed her, it turned into a gentle spring breeze. The sapphire-colored robes are slightly inciting, and the blue-red pity is like a real fairy who is going to take the wind. It is beautiful and dreamy.
As if to feel what, Qinghong pity gently opened the closed eyes, in the moment of seeing Qin Haoxuan, the eyes burst into a strange look.
In an instant, the golden light is flourishing, and a round of red days is pulled out from the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden light is scattered down!
The gust of wind came, the white mist was raging, and it was like a tidal wave. Everything became clear, and the mountains and rivers were in sight!
In the golden light, Qinghong is pleasing to the eye, and if the skin is fat, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, such as the black hair of the waterfall, behind her, gently standing with her movements~EbookFREE.me~She is like a mountain elf, As the fairy in the world, the heavens and the earth are agile, and the money comes.
Qin Haoxuan looked at the three women who stood next to each other. They were highly trained and beautiful, and they were very aggressive, but there was no hostility.
Who are they? Qin Haoxuan’s heart is slightly puzzled. These people’s cultivation seems to be stronger than me. It’s not like watching the blue rainbow pity...
Qinghong's eyes seem to have only Qin Haoxuan left. A pair of eyes like autumn water is full of joy and thoughts. Her red lips are slightly open, and she sighs with sighs and joys.
"You came……"
She has a thousand words to tell, she wants to tell Qin Haoxuan where she has been in these years, what she has seen, she wants to tell him this way without him.
However, the words are in the heart, but only these three words.
He is here, this is the best.
Qinghong's face is like Furong, with a mood that has never been seen before, like a girl, to Qin Haoxuan.
But soon, she stopped.
Qin Haoxuan followed, followed by many people.
Many people, their gaze or greed, or hatred, are more unfathomable and extremely shocked, all looking at themselves.
At the moment when I saw Qinghong's pity, everyone was very surprised. They didn't think that Qinghong Pity seemed to have nothing to hurt.
Qin Haoxuan is also very surprised. He even wonders what is going on. He looks at Qinghong’s pity that is completely different from something, and secretly thinks:
The rumors are not that Qinghong is seriously injured, and that there is no way to go to the sky. How can she look very beautiful now? There is no feeling of being persecuted. Instead, she faces so many people with a proud spirit."
Ps: There are two more at eight in the evening. Everyone pays attention to my mine. Shouting the next month's ticket