Chapter 697: The way home

"Last night the wind blew snow and sent me into the beast town. The beast town was fierce and dangerous, and the shower night was vast."
Pedestrians headed west.
This is a strange team.
Sitting on the crystal throne, Shen Zhenyi fluttered, her eyes closed slightly, and she was thinking about a long journey, and the three of them were surrounded by Chu Huoluo.
Miss Yuan propped up for the show, and He followed behind.
Yuan Shan sang, at the end of the team.
Although his songs are a little unlucky, he still sings.
-Unless interrupted by a cough.
A snake-like, unsheathed sword twisted on his back, reflecting dazzling sunlight.
"What is he singing?"
Chu Huoluo mumbled softly, and he was speechless to the man who had posted them.
Originally, his impressions of his loyalty were slightly reversed, but his strange behavior along the way really made people wonder what to say.
He walked slowly without saying a word, singing all the way, and curious and lively, and when he saw something new, he had to make a kick, which greatly slowed their schedule.
The Lord Long Jun wanted to say him, but Shen Zhenyi never said anything.
The announcement also remained silent and didn't seem to care about his whereabouts.
After the house changes, life and death are bearish.
Sometimes he feels that he is out of the way, as if he has nothing to do with himself, but just following the will and arrangements of his grandfather, he has to work hard to complete it. As for the success and failure in the end, he didn't really mind.
People of all races are going to die, even if it is announced that one person survives?
This kind of survival carrying so many deaths can only suffocate.
The more he moved forward, the more he felt that way.
So no matter how unpleasant Yuanshan sings or what moths are out, this little boy will always be quiet and has nothing to do with himself.
-This is especially distressing.
At rest in the evening, he announced that a person was squatting on a hillside, staring at the sunset in the distance, frowned.
The Lord of Longjun could not bear it, and came forward to comfort him.
"As soon as you get to the snowy field, everything will be fine."
Xuanjia's ancestral home was in the northern snowy field. Xuan Tianwei came from the snowy field and became the city's dignitary. The Daxuan family was full of leaves and leaves, but now the trees fell apart, leaving only a single seedling to return to the snowy field.
Going back, it's just a difficult life.
Longjun Lord sighed.
The teenager's qualifications are very good. Xuan Tianwei has been planning for many years. In the future, martial arts were made, and a comeback was not known.
It is just that the hardships and tribulations in the middle are not enough for outsiders.
"Will it be all right?"
The tone of the announcement was calm, with a little doubt.
He didn't know what was waiting for him.
Moreover, it may not be possible to return to the snowy day.
Strictly speaking, the word "hui" is not exact. Since birth, the performance has never been to the distant ice and snow. It was just in the words of his grandfather that he imagined Xuanjia's ancestral home and spiritual home over and over again.
Of course he knew early on that he would one day go to that location.
As long as he can live.
Continue the blood of Xuanjia.
"It's not easy to live smoothly."
He sighed out of age.
Although you can't see or hear it, the demonstrator can imagine the rapid sound of horseshoes, which is the urging voice of Ti Riding around and killing him, a fish that leaked through the net.
auzw.com Just relying on an unreliable "Sick Sword Fairy", a casual "Big Swordsman", and a enthusiastic Ms. Yuan who has negative abilities, he has a vision of his future, Not much confidence.
"You don't have to worry. With my Master, you will be able to work wonders."
The Lord Long Jun felt the fear and anxiety in her heart, and she could only comfort it.
"miracle?"
The performance shuddered slightly.
"I don't believe in miracles anymore."
At the moment Xuan's collapse, why no miracle happened?
The child's spine was straight, and even in spring, the chill in the bone kept him from warming.
He is a bloodline walking alone in the world.
No need for miracles.
"The blade of light is like snow, and the blood is like a rainbow. I am worried, and all beings are like insects"
Yuan Shan is still singing strange and cruel songs.
The strange sword behind him, like the light of flames, became more and more prosperous.
"Xuanjia's last cub is going back to the snowfield."
"Cut grass and roots, you can't let him go home."
"Even if Xuan Tianwei was wronged, the crimes are already condemned now, and in order to the majesty of Xuantian City, the deduction should be brought to justice.
Brightly and secretly, the wind rises.
Everyone knows that he will return to his hometown, and everyone knows that he found a swordsman named Shen Zhenyi.
The son of Shen San was just promoted by Jiumen Tito Yuan Yuzhen as a new generation of powerful men, known as big swordsmen like Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili.
However, how can one person reach a thousand troops?
Is he trying to find his own way?
When Hara really heard the news, she was very surprised and asked three times.
"Mr. Shen San really has the ability to actually get involved in this matter. I knew it already. Why should I tell him clearly?"
He sighed softly.
Yuan Yu really wants to recruit Shen Zhenyi, and the purpose is not to allow him to stir the situation in the upcoming vortex of Xuantian City?
But even if Shen Zhenyi used it for their elders, he might not be able to stir the muddy water.
Xuanjia things, the water can be deep.
This foreigner is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and dares to stir up such things.
Yuan Yu really counted: "It goes without saying that the royal family wants to kill Xuanjia; for the dignity of Xuantian City's laws, we cannot let Xuanjia's bloodline run away; the beasthearted man will make this an iron case In order to warn the world, Mingshengtang makes no sense to keep Xuanjia and others alive. "
"Except for the ancient martial arts that is not related to himself, almost the entire Xuantian City will die of this child."
"Shen Zhenyi, you have three heads and six arms, can you keep this child?"
This is really a big whirlpool.
With the participation of Shen Zhenyi, more interesting sparks can be collided.
Hara really stood up and paced, indifferently asking the staff members: "Which adult will lead the team to go to arrest the pro-declaration?"
The staff read the documents and hurriedly answered, "It is Zhang Lei, the leader of Fenglei Camp."
"Oh?"
Hara really raised her eyebrows.
He has some impressions of this person. Zhang Zhong is majestic and has a great mastery. When a person reaches middle age, martial arts is over, and sending this person to hunt down and perform is obviously not wanting to fall behind the other factions.
but
With Shen Zhenyi now, there are also variables.
Yuan Yu really groaned for a moment and instructed: "You go and talk to Master Zhang and let him find the target, don't rush to take a shot, look at the wind first, so as not to let the praying mantis catch the cicada, and make clothes for others."
The third son, Shen, had hidden too many accidents.