: 722. Snow cranes in the Kunlun Mountains

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunxiao talked, did not evade people.
Ahu is listening to the side while listening and laughing.
Little love is a look of grief and indignation: "Young master, your brilliant image in my mind completely collapsed!"
She sighed and looked at her life.
"Girl, the young master has to have a little grandmother, what can I do?"
However, after thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunqi did not evade her, but she trusted her. Little love was slightly better.
"Do you want to drop the young master from A to A?" She looked tangled, turned her back and walked next to her ear.
Feng Yunyi looked at her back and said with a smile: "The real age should be a little bigger than me. Is this a young lady?"
Yan Zhao’s song said:
Healed in the Ling Emperor’s Mausoleum, so he slept for a few years.

Feng Yunyi turned to look at the big and bright wheel: "When it comes to the Mingling Emperor's Mausoleum, this biggest harvest is this thing?"
She was only excited with Yan Zhaoge to inspire the big and bright wheel, and was deeply impressed by the hidden terrorist power in this baby.
There is a crown of Taiyin in front of it, and there is a sword in the future.
Feng Yunyi’s taste for this high-level treasure is far more acute than that of ordinary people.
Yan Zhaoge also glanced at the big and bright wheel and gently moved his temple: "It is a harvest or a disaster. Now it is not good to say."
He looked up at the roof of the group dragon temple: "I was thinking about it before, and I used my body as a material for refining the big and bright wheel. Such a secluded emperor should not be a person who places too much emphasis on what is behind him."
"With the end of the refining of the Great Nine Wheels, the Emperor's Mausoleum collapsed, which confirmed my previous conjecture."
"The significance of the existence of the Emperor's Mausoleum is not the place where the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty created for himself, but to refine the big and bright wheel, but..."
Yan Zhaoge took a sigh of relief: "The illusion of the Ming Dynasty Emperor, which was last pinned in the big secluded round, seems to faintly reject the people of Guangmingzong."
Feng Yunyu said with a deep sigh: "The message of 'separately' is the same as the last words of the Emperor Ming Ming. It can be seen that I am afraid that not only Guangmingzong, but also the people of the Dark Emperor will be greatly stunned. Wheel rejection."
Yan Zhao song nodded: "The fall of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the decline of the sacred sacred religion, it is always a mystery."
Feng Yunqi asked: "What do you mean, the Mingling Emperor Mausoleum, or the big secluded round, has an answer?"
Yan Zhao song did not speak.
Yin Tianxia and the secluded sacred expedition of the year were probably not as simple as everyone knows.
They may have some sort of unknown goal, but in the end they have an accident.
The sacred sacred religion failed, and only Yin Tian and his next return, but also at the time of dying.
In Yan Zhao’s songs, it’s not so easy to be disheartened by the likes of Yin Tianxia.
Well, there is only one reason why he does not say a word and only asks everyone to disperse.
For the big gestures, Yin Tianxia does not want to be involved in other middle and lower-level disciples in the teachings, but as a hero of an era of glory, Yin Tianxia is certainly unwilling.
He wants to give himself and the same door an account and leave the truth for future generations.
Ahu scratched his head: "Don't you think you think too much?"
Yan Zhao Ge laughed and said: "I hope so."
After a little pause, Yan Zhaoge said: "The light and shadow left by the Emperor of You Ming has dissipated, and the big and bright round will no longer exclude the people of Guangming."
"Unfortunately, the situation just now, if we do not take away the big and bright wheel, I am afraid that it is difficult to get out of the Guangmingzong offensive."
"If the big secluded wheel falls into the hands of the Guangzong, they will grow too much in a short period of time. It is a small matter that we cannot continue to stand in the Huangpu Sea. The Eight Great World is completely unable to resist it."
Yan Zhao’s song touched his lips:
If this is not the case, I even thought about whether or not to give the big secret to the Guangzong...

A tiger was shocked: "The son?"
Yan Zhao song swings his hand and signals him to be safe.
The large and secluded wheel in the emptiness of the emptiness of the sky does not seem to have any speciality, nor does it have the slightest strength to reveal, just like an ordinary black iron wheel.
However, Yan Zhaoge looked at this piece of treasure, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
The Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the Ten Commandments, are the masters of the current world.
There is no contradiction or disagreement between each other, but in the big picture, there are few disputes, quite the same meaning.
In particular, the upper bounds of the world are not without foreign enemies, and the nine secrets threaten every world.
However, in the past, Yin Tianxia was degraded, and the sacred sacred religion was defeated. Other great figures in the upper bounds of the world showed an attitude of ignorance.
There are so many things worth mentioning. Yan Zhao’s songs have some doubts about one of them, or some of them.
In this case, the closer the truth is, the faster the feeling of dying.
Perhaps this is the illusion of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but the reason for rejecting the descendants of the same door?
Feng Yunxiao and Ahu looked at the big and bright wheel in the void, and they fell into meditation at the same time.
Yan Zhao song patted the palm of his hand and smiled and said: "Don't be so nervous. If you really want to say it, we are safer than Guangmingzong and the Dark Emperor."
After a little pause, Yan Zhaoge added: "Of course, there are many doorways, which need to be carefully grasped."
"The so-called crisis has always been a danger and an opportunity. The problem is how to seize opportunities and avoid danger."
"The things of the year, there must be people who know."
Yan Zhaoge said, his expression is slightly strange: "Well, let's say... my mother."
If this is not the case, it is impossible for Xue Xianqing to help the Ming Dynasty Emperor.
Even if you are ordered to do so, you will know some things.
Retreat 10,000 steps, pointing to the snow and clear into the Ming Dynasty Mausoleum, the person who handles this matter, certainly know.
Yan Zhao songs laughed and rushed to love small beckons: "Little love, about my mother's things, you still know something, tell me."
"For example, if you mentioned the friendship with the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the ancestor of my mother, you know where he is sacred?"
Little love 眨巴眨巴眼: "Young master, nephew is a person who keeps his duty, do not inquire about the girl..."
Yan Zhao song grinned: "It's good, keep it."
"Just tell you what you know, don't you still keep secret with me?"
The little love story says a bunch, it really is a daily little thing.
However, one of the things that caused the attention of Yan Zhaoge: "You said that the mother is from Kunlun Mountain?"
Xiao Ai replied: "Is it from there, the blind man does not know, but it must have been to the Kunlun Mountains. There are times when the girl is watching the snow in the northern Xuantian. I once mentioned that this place is more desolated than the snow on the Kunlun Mountains."
Yan Zhao song touched his chin.
This Kunlun Mountain is not the Kunlun Mountain before the great destruction, but the new Kunlun, which was reconstructed in the upper boundary of the Great Wall. It is located in the central area of ​​the upper boundary of the upper boundary. (To be continued.)
722. Snow cranes in the Kunlun Mountains: