Chapter 337: The fist is too hard, the fine wine is good

The essence of the gods and drums is the suffocating traction between the two fists. For example, the sunset rises in the sky, the life and death of the world, the rules are enormous, and it is inevitable.
Chen Pingan, who is in the fifth place, has been able to separate the souls through the battle of the Yak Mountain in the Huafu Blessed Land. It is divided into three, but it is a pity that it can only be kept in one breath, but with the unreasonable gods and drums. As long as a punch is enough, it is more than enough.
After a squad in a boxing, like a drum in the sand, the moment is a dozen punches, a fist to the flesh, and a dull sound.
The soul of the two Chen Ping re-homing.
After all, it is not a proper orthodox temper, the soul is separated from the body, and the time is too long, which will hurt the yuan.
On the other hand, the first shots of the servant's eunuch, Jiu Niang and Yao Ling, in addition to the high-level training of the eunuch, they can simultaneously yell at the gods, and the sun is far away. This is clearly a fairy. In the repair, in fact, these Yao people have a layer of inconspicuous meaning, not to say that the big spring guards the palace, is that martial arts master? How did it become a fairy on the hills of the monk?
The equestrian of the Daquan dynasty, the palm of the eunuch, miscalculated a trick, that is, did not think of the robes of Chen Pingan’s body, the appearance of such a high, even hard to block his own yin god, the arm of the killer 锏There are several great masters in Daquan Jianghu, and they will die in this hand. They will not really have pictures, but they will make a person's "heart" crack, and instantly break the connection between the heart and all the acupoints. People die like decaying dead wood, a bit like a punch to interrupt the Longsheng Bridge.
The is regarded as the great master of martial arts. It is not a sinister blind eye. It deliberately blinds the opponent. Instead, this person has a veritable body of a guru. He is strong and strong, and his bones are tough enough to rival the six peaks of pure Wufu.
Therefore, whether it is a close fight, or a mountain approach to confrontation, magic weapon, and the are both, so the most fearless change of life.
However, after the second punch in the middle, the realized that something was wrong, not how the opponent’s boxing could not be done, but that he should not hide.
After the five punches, the was in the heart, and roughly combed the boxing of this person.
After ten punches, the seemed to completely give up the idea of ​​avoiding, and did not avoid the war.
Instead, I chose to change my injury.
During this period, Feijian's first and fifteen were each eyeing the eunuch's Yin and Yang.
A servant who looks like a pure Wufu, but who is a martial artist in practice, a Chen Ping who looks like a sword repairer is actually a pure Wufu.
The two are in the square of the square, between the two arms, this frame is very rough, compared to the sword on the right side of the second floor, facing the enemy, the knives between Lu Baixiang and Xu Xiaozhou, the outside of the inn It’s a slap in the air, and it’s all around it.
The killing of Chen Pingan and Daquan's eunuch, except for a fast word, there is no other, boring, but dangerous.
The two tables have been hiding from the stairs, and they know the chaos in the inn. They don’t even have the qualification to intervene.
The only leisurely Zhu Confucian, who did not stop, did not even look at it.
The scholar of the surname Zhong leaned against the counter and looked at Chen Pingan.
He traveled around the world and never saw a pure Wufu who was able to play a boxing ring like this.
Since I am not very old, I have to go a long way. Have you seen a lot of high mountains and waters?
Murderous, arrogant, fierce and arrogant, even the competition is not heavy.
But the momentum is still very good.
The scholar is somewhat curious, what is the purpose of this young man's boxing method.
However, when the manpower is exhausted, the boxing and counterattack that can be carried by his own body is the number of roads that kill one hundred thousand and loses 800. For this famous Daquan Shougong Li Li, the young people stop here. Even if I was injured, the last punch succeeded in "killing" Li Li, but it was not enough. It was not enough.
Pure Wufu is not valued by the world, and is not awed by the temple. Instead, it is justified to worship those who practice the Tao.
Thousands of techniques, a sword broke.
This sentence is widely spread in the mountains. Many people think that it is the killing power of jealousy. In fact, it is not all right. The word has been said to have been so powerful.
Chen Ping’s last punch, the gods and drums, really smashed the sergeant’s punch, and even the sacred robes were like nothing.
However, when Chen Pingan discovered that there was no blood spattering, he knew that it was not good. He immediately used the swordsmanship as the fist of the Zhenshen head style, took a defensive stance, and retired. Fortunately, the first one was inexplicably lost. It has already appeared in front of you, plus the robes of the body, you should be able to win a new breath of pure infuriating.
Haoran is not a blessing in the world. Here, the same generation of Wufu, as well as all the practicing qis, will stare at a pure Wufu's moment of ventilation.
The Li Li’s move, like the squad of the squadron outside the Eagle Fort, is the same, but Li Li dissipated with the destruction of a Yang God, replaced the real body, and transferred to Feijian’s first pair. In the position, Chen Pingan’s unrelenting sacred drums are already at the end of the battle.
The yang dissipated, but it was Li Li’s still incomplete Zhanran Jindan, and the brilliance was slightly dim.
The of yin, once again with the means of digging the heart, the five fingers are like hooks, and they are coming in, such as boxing paper, the golden robe of the robe is like the tough paper of excellent toughness, so that the soul of Chen Ping’s soul will not be beaten by a bit. The heart was protected, but Kim Min Jong was also held back. Not only that, the first day of Fei Jian, who was in front of Chen Ping’an, was deeply muddy and was imprisoned in the Yin God.
Li Li has appeared on the side of Chen Ping’s side, and he has a fist in the palm of the town. He stepped forward and put his fingers together to poke the Chen’s temple.
Chen Pingan slipped the whole person out.
The strength of Li Li is not to squat on the half of the land of Jin Dan, but he does not rely on the attack and defense of foreign objects.
As for whether Li Li has the magic weapon at the end of the box, it is even harder to say.
Li Li did not win the battle, standing in the same place, the palm of the hand that had previously broken the head of the town had already made a fist, and then quickly released. When the palm of the hand spread, the palm line on the top began to move, the silk was bright red, and finally it was like Turned into a red Zhu Fu, poked in the fingers of Chen's peaceful temples, and in the palm of his hand, Li Li heart meditation "opening".
Chen Ping, who was just trying to change his breath, only felt that the mountain was pressing, and the robes were on the top of the golden robes. There were a string of Zhang Lingguang's blooms everywhere.
Chen Ping’s temple is and bloody.
"I also have a punch, it is the hospitality of my big spring dynasty."
Li Li smiled forward. During the period of saying this, the old eunuch, who was full of sleeves and swaying, had a slanted head and escaped from the first day of the back of the head. He grabbed the flying sword with his fingers and threw it out, just right. Fifteen in the middle.
One step came to Chen Ping’s front.
Li Li’s palm had a symbolic left hand. It seemed to be an understatement placed on Chen’s heart, and his right hand was punched on the back of his hand.
For example, if the hammer is nailed, it will be nailed into the golden robe of the robe.
Chen Pingan stepped back a few steps.
Li Li is like a shadow, still playing with a fist, another fist down. The robes of Chen Ping’s body were violently floating, and the aura of the sleeves and the martial arts smashed together.
Chen Pingan retired.
Li Li didn't keep up this time. She just put out her fingers and grabbed a golden rope that appeared out of her neck. She pulled it hard and brought a blood trough between her neck. Li Li was unaware of these injuries. It is a golden rope wrapped around the wrist, and the cuffs have been torn and broken. On the arm, a trace of iron and blue is printed. Li Li said: "There are many good things on the body, but it is a magic weapon. It is a pity. You are neither a sword repair nor a practicing sergeant. It is used poorly, otherwise I will have no chance to send you so soon."
It turned out that Li Li’s right hand was entangled in the golden bondage, and the left hand of Fu Li was re-fightly punched. He pointed to Chen’s forehead and pointed it at a distance. Chen Ping’s eyebrows were like a heavy blow, the skin cracked and blood leaked. The head fell backwards, but Chen Ping stepped heavily on the ground step by step, and did not let himself fall back to the ground.
Li Li’s eyes were deep, flashing a haze, behind him, the first and fifteen flying swords, entangled with his own sinister god.
Li Li sneered and said: "The two little things are generally loyal to Yao. Unfortunately, you seem to be not the life of the life. The power is greatly reduced. If you can erase your spirituality, maybe it can be used for me. It is an unexpected joy.

The yin actually gave birth to three heads and six arms in an instant, and it was no longer the appearance of Li Li’s "middle-age eunuch", but the face of three great dynasty dynasty martial arts martial arts gods, namely, the great and brave, the elegant and the Confucian, and one The old man, the three pairs of arms, each holding a pair of shovel, a double axe and a gun.
Although Li Li was slightly distracted to pay attention to the "touch" of the Yinshen and the two Feijian, it did not hinder his alert to Chen Pingan.
The Daquan Shougong, who is well-known in the central countries of Tongyezhou, lost his first hand and then gained the upper hand. However, he did not expect that the kid had so many punches. The temple is still bleeding, still like a Nothing like a person, the injury is extremely heavy, and the spirit of more mysterious than a boxing spirit, not only did not fall into the bottom, but is still rising?
But it doesn't matter, Li Li can still cut the meat with a blunt knife, and slowly consume the young man's foundation. Even if the young man comes back again, the big deal is to temporarily lose the Yinshen, but the young man's body and soul are absolutely supportive. live. Li Li does not want to make quick decisions. There is really no way to make a final decision. The ordinary seven-day Wufu, or the Longmenu monk, can already be slaughtered twice by him.
Lu Baixiang is at a disadvantage in the hands of Xu Jiazhou.
One of the white elephants is not like Wei Wei. It is just out of the picture. It has not yet adapted to the aura of the world. Secondly, the light boat is covered with gold and black warp, and if it is not the snow in the hand, it is the death of Taipingshan. Relics, I am afraid that Lu Baixiang will have no power to fight back.
It’s just that Lu Bai’s chest and shoulders have visible bone-shaped stab wounds. The originator of the sacred flower demon cult is still looking like a singer. It seems that his interest in Daquan’s martial arts is far more than defeating this person.
On the right side, the grass and the scorpion Xu Tong’s catching and killing, although she is a martial arts origin, is more like a contest between the two practicing qi.
Xu Tong apparently used this woman as a swordsman. Even if it is tricky, as long as it is not a sword repair that raises the life of Feijian, it would be fine.
Outside the door, Wei Wei played very well.
A steady stream of arrogance, coupled with the nectar of Chen Pingan, as for the little fish caused by the fish caught in the net, it is not painful.
The two sides smothered, in fact, they always pay attention to the Li Li and Chen Pingan's victory and defeat.
率The first one on the right asked: "The son?"
The scarred Chen Ping can only shake his head and did not speak.
A pure instinct can only be hung at all times and dare not change.
Li Lixiao asked: "Why, just a little trick?"
If Chen Ping is not wearing a golden scorpion, or if he is bloody, he will have heard the whole inn.
Li Li "clawed" the hand to the heart of Chen Ping's heart. Jin Yu only blocked most of the time, and there was still a small half infiltrating into the heart.
It is tantamount to pain in the heart.
Cold sweat on his forehead, plus the blood on his face, mixed together, along the young man's face, bit by bit, landed on the ground.
Li Li’s heart is more murderous.
Li Li is waiting for Chen Pingzhen to be exhausted. If the body is hurt, the young man can be forced to resist by perseverance. As long as the spirit is dissipated, Li Li’s chance will come. He can wait, Chen Ping can not afford. Therefore, Li Li did not have the inch to continue, and continued to fight with Chen Pingan, not to mention the yin and yang gods leaving the Qifu together, not easy, if not half a golden dan, making Li Li Ling embossed, far more than the same territory monk, behind that Respect the of yin, let alone the posture of the Wu saint who maintains three heads and six arms. The first and the fifteen flying swords may have disappeared on their own and return to Li Lizhen.
Li Li’s eyes lingered at the old man on the second floor railing.
Some wonder why this person has to stand by from the beginning to the end.
At the time when Li Li went to the line of martial arts Zhu Zhu, Chen Ping seemed to seize the fleeting opportunity and began to forcefully ventilate.
Li Li was sneer in the heart, dying and struggling, you have to lose money this time.
The Yin God flashed away and came to Chen Ping’s front. He had five arms holding five weapons, and he slammed into him.
Li Li personally dealt with two flying swords, escaping from Zhu Hongyu's clothes - out of countless white aura, like opening a huge spider web, completely blocking the route of the first fifteen rescue masters, although these snowy spiders are sleepy Can not live Feijian, but as long as the speed is slow, Li Li can appear near Feijian, or bend his finger, or wave his sleeves, hit two flying swords.
Li Li felt a little funny.
This young man, who does not know how to live and die, did not have any ventilation at all. It should be tricking himself into being close, but what is the point? Tonight’s loss is the beginning of Yao’s appearance, and it’s still the same. Probably the young man was born too high, and there are masters, and this life has been smooth, so I do not know the sky is thick.
However, this kind of background is definitely an amazing opponent. Since it is already enemies, it should be riddled with roots. Once the tigers are returned to the mountains, there may be big troubles in the entire Daquan dynasty.
Compared with the previous fists of Chen Ping and Li Li, it is now more shocking to beat each other with the Yin God.
Fortunately, Chen Pingan is no stranger to this. At the beginning of the yak-niu mountain, it was not the weather of the landslides.
It was only last time that Chen Ping’s safety could only be hardened and there was no effort to fight back. A yak mountain was beaten by Ding Yingjin’s body.
Now Chen Ping is in conflict with this "little little" Yin, and both sides will never hide.
The robe of the robe has been smashed from the snow white of the blind eye method.
After Chen Ping’s ten-handed man’s gongs and drums, Li Li’s eyes were a little dark, but it was still unreasonable, letting the young man accumulate.
The three gods, the sacred gods of the Wu Temple sages, the smoke disappeared, and the spirit flowed into the square.
The golden robes also appeared in a broken scratch, which was temporarily unrecoverable, and there was a mess of agitation.
Li Li took off the broken Zhu Hong’s clothes and looked at the young man whose chest was undulating. The hands and hands of his hands were all and fuzzy, trying to open his eyes and a face, like only the left. The clear eyes are gone.
Li Li smiled and said: "It's a pity that you are a pure Wufu, which means that it has nothing to do with Tongyezhou and Yuguizong, or I really can't kill you."
Chen Pingan closed one eye and said hoarsely: "If you don't fight these two avatars, you will break the 17-eighth boxing, which is better than Ding Ying."
Li Li smiled and said: "And then?"
Chen Pingan is vague and uneasi: "Then I can change my fists for the third time. You are afraid of it?"
Li Libao sneered, apparently not convinced.
In addition, as a big spring guarding the palace, Jin Dan is half-knot, how could there be no backhand, but the price is too great.
The price is bigger than his life and death.
After two moments of silence, Li Li suddenly frowned, and said: "You are a pure Wufu, why do you do the opposite, secretly and take aura?!"
Li Li took a few steps back and thought that this person was deliberately opening a door to the gas house and letting the aura recharge. This is the opportunity for this kid to win the jade for himself.
It’s really crazy.
Zhongsheng Shusheng nodded gently and shook his head.
Pure Wufu refines the soul with aura, and has great courage, but the danger is also great.
The third punch is a chance to hand it out.
If Li Li is taken lightly, he will have to suffer another big loss.
The young man has not been beaten in this fight. Wu Wufu, when he is struggling to find a hero, is the eccentric of the big spring guarding the palace. It is just the view of the three martial arts saints, but these are the same. The thought is that it is the side of the door, the suspicion of blasphemy, and it is detrimental to the martial arts. It is the private use of Li Ligong. I believe that Daquan Chaotang may not know the truth. The young man fights with the Yin God, and the victory is broken. In the midst of it, the three saints of the Liu dynasty will have an induction. If the young people have the opportunity to go to the Daquan Jingshi, they will enter the martial temple. There must be a thick report.
But the premise of everything is that young people and his quirks can leave the inn alive.
He promised to clean up the mess, but he didn't mean to protect the young man.
Lieutenant Li Li looked around, took a dozen steps, walked to a wine table, picked up the glass, drank the wine, gently put down the glass, and looked at the young people from the stairs. One of them was a small prince. There is a child of the generals of the dragon, and the rest are considered to be elites of the foreseeable army.
Xu Xiaozhou, this waste, not only did not take the knife, but even the person who was recruited did not know.
Xu Tong, who is also a rafter, is still immersed in the thunder of the door, and he thinks that he is winning, but he doesn’t know that it’s not the swordsman’s mother. The heart is like a sword, and the qualifications of the other party are just right. A sword immortal embryo.
As for the outside of the door, it’s a lively fight. If you come to me, it’s just fun.
Li Li finally looked at the woman and the old hunchback. There was no interest in it. It was the lonely scholar. Li Li felt that she was not sure, but it didn't matter.
Within the inn, everyone will die regardless of the enemy.
Li Li waved his hand and the entrance to the inn slammed shut.
Zhu Zheng slowly said: "Be careful."
Li Li reached out to the abdomen outside Dantian and began to breathe.
Every time you vomit, you will have a scarlet breath.
Chen Pingan silently rushed forward.
The third is a drum.
A fist is placed on the back of the hand on the abdomen.
Li Li’s fist was in the heart of Chen’s heart.
The simple second punch has arrived.
Li Li was annoyed, as if the heart was no longer the deepest house in the palace, the guardian of the imperial city of the imperial court, the face became awkward, the eyes were red, and a slap in the palm of the sun.
Chen Ping’s upper body floated and swayed, only his feet were rooted, in order to hand out the next punch.
A punch is faster than a punch.
Li Li is a puncher than a punch.
After the first and fifteenth flying swords penetrated into the body of the man, it seemed to be trapped in a maze, and it was indiscriminately struck between the gas houses.
There was a burst of bones in Chen Ping’s body.
Li Li maintains a man's face like a silk thread. Some places are high and bulging, and some places are sunken, as if this face is fake.
The half-knotted golden dan, broken and cracked.
It just shattered the outer layer, just as Li Li had previously removed the red robes that were worn outside.
Zhu Qiang sighed in his heart, the railings under his feet shattered, and the floor was broken. The whole person fell on the first floor. The speed was fast. It was so fast that it seemed to follow the two or three steps casually. It has already come to Li Li’s side and toes. One point, the figure jumped, an elbow hit the 90-year-old old eunuch's head, and the other hand pulled out with lightning, and with a hand knife, inserted from Li Li's neck and passed by.
Li Li, who should have died, is still punching Chen Ping. After a punch, Chen Ping’s ears are bloody.
Zhu Feng rushed out and slammed out, directly smashing the wall in the distance, breaking the wall and falling outside.
Li Li, who is half-necked, looks indifferent, and wants to kill the young people in front of him, and the rest, etc., after he shows the true body, he is not an enemy.
Zhu Zheng fell into a team outside the elite ride, suddenly flew out a person, scared their hearts tremble, when they were about to kill this person, Zhu Xuan had spit out a water, rolling backwards, getting up like a monkey in the mountain forest The violent whistle of the martial arts, and the violent martial arts, began to show off, hands clasped the arms of a disengaged horse, went out, and directly tore off the two arms.
A palm was shot on the head of a horse, but it was broken.
A fist punches the chest, directly penetrates the body, disgusting the body and obstructing the eyes. A hand knife slanted and slanted from the shoulder to the abdomen. The old man was divided into two on the spot, and a stomach was covered with the ground.
Inside the inn.
Unanimously, Xu Tong and Xu Xiaozhou, the right side and Lu Baixiang, both sides stopped.
Because of the changes in the Li Li, it is too ridiculous.
They are regarded as the biggest enemy by vagueness and intimacy.
At this time, Jiu Niang, the old hunchback, the little scorpion, the Yaoling of the second floor, inexplicably soft on the ground.
The surnamed Zhong’s lonely scholar, I do not know when it appeared in Li Li’s body. After one hand was negative, one hand and caught a scarlet Dan Pill, bowed his head and whispered, saying to himself:
No wonder.

The scholars added gravity to the real thing, and crushed the authentic Jindan.
After hearing Chen Ping’s fist, he slammed into the chest of the deceased, and Chen Ping’s own bones were broken. The scholar turned his head. Because he was still separated from Li Li, he had to be physically inclined. He licked his mouth and his eyes were full of admiration. "This little brother, don't you know the pain?"
Chen Ping was safely immersed in boxing.
The last punch, in fact, has not been able to talk about lethality, fluttering, to know that this is a drum style, but the old man Cui who stood at the peak of the Wufu Shijing, wants to ask the Taoist ancestors the most proud of the boxing.
Chen Ping’s figure was crumbling, his vision was blurred, and he faintly saw the who had a rotten neck. He pulled his head and plopped it. He slammed on the ground, and Chen Ping could not detect the other’s vitality.
Chen Pingan stood in the same place, still maintaining a fist-out gesture, and did not recover. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind. Fortunately, this last punch did not fall in the eyes of the barefoot old man. Otherwise, he would definitely be screamed and screamed at the old man.
The scholar looked at Xu Tong and Xu Xiaozhou, blinking, and asked: "The gentleman does not move, this kind of ghost, you really believe?"
Xu Tong and Xu Danzhou swallowed.
Chen Pingan’s arms sagged, sitting on the ground and sitting cross-legged.
Give the final strength, make a fist with both hands, gently support the knee, can only open one eye.
The robe of the robe is severely damaged, and the aura is thin and near, and it has lost its effectiveness for the time being.
The blood in one body is even more glaring than the previous Li Li wearing a red suit.
The scholar said to the young man: "Do you know what your opponent is?"
However, because there are still many people in the inn, the scholars did not say anything. The change of the air force before the young people in front of their own shots is probably a hidden self-protection technique, or the biggest killing trick. The scholar can only guess. A little clue.
Chen Pingan slowly raised his head, still can only hold one eye, smiled and said: "No one in front of me."
The scholar squatted and smiled and asked, "What is your name?"
Chen Ping closed his eyes.
The scholar turned his eyes.
Hesitated for a moment, sticking out a finger, like a child's graffiti, drawing in the air circle.
In the inn, Li Li’s body and Jin Dan’s apocalypse after the collapse of the world, slowly flowing to the young Wufu in front of them, and gathered in the gathering place, just outside the gas house where Chen Pingjian’s eighteen stops.
In addition, he also waved, Li Li's body disappeared, but the first and fifteen from it, hovering over Chen Ping's shoulders, the tip of the sword pointed to the scholar.
The scholar turned a blind eye to this, raised his head and shouted to the second floor: "Little girl, don't study, come see you."
The money that had not been able to study for a long time ran out of the room, first looked at the drop-off scholar, and then she deliberately stupid, asked: "Hey? Look at you?"
The scholar said: "Hey, it’s quite a bit of a soft persimmon."
The money ran down the stairs and slammed the stairs.
Next to the blue-shirt scholar, he looked at Chen Pingan and asked the guy next to him: "Isn't that dead?"
The scholar nodded. "It’s a shame to die young."
Look at the money and look at it from the left.
Chen Pingan opened his eyes.
I turned my head and glared at the scholar. "Why are you cursing me to die? You are dead!"
The scholars looked innocent. "I am dying early, and I need to go to the grave every year on the Ching Ming Festival."
Chen Pingan took off the waist wine gourd, and Xiaokou drank the plum wine. When he raised his hand, the hand was extremely miserable. He saw that the money was cold and sweaty. The idea was exactly the same as that of the scholars around him. Is there such a person who is not afraid of pain under the sun?
The scholar asked and said: "For the Yao family, I almost died here, not afraid?"
Chen Pingan said: "Not for the Yao family."
The scholar laughed and said: "The Yao family suffered from this disaster. In fact, part of the reason is that the red face is a disaster. I believe that you will soon know. Even my heart-like infatuated man is almost in a hurry. The woman looks good. Can be imagined."
Lu Baixiang and the right side of the beggar, a pair of sickle, a negative sword behind, stood next to Chen Pingan.
A two-grain rain money, one actually only needs a valley rain money.
Together, the four people just used up the savings of all the rain money.
The old man is really a pit person.
The scholar suddenly asked with doubts: "Would you not know my existence, and then take a life and death as a practice of martial arts?"
Chen Ping wiped the blood on his face and did not answer the question. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Are you?"
The scholars waved their hands, "not worth mentioning."
Chen Ping will no longer ask anything.
The scholar turned his head and looked at the big eyes of the money. He stared at her eyes, sunrise in the East China Sea, and the moon hanging on the mountain, it was beautiful.
It is this temper, it is not pleasing.
The scholar looked to the door, "Yao Zhen and another man of His Royal Highness, is coming soon."
He finally smiled: "You are safe and hurt, then hand it over to me."
Chen Pingan struggled to get up. He first clenched his fists to the scholars. The hands and the students were a scalp numb. Chen Pingan finally said to Lu Baixiang: "Thank you, I know this, you should be the first one."
Lu Baixiang smiled lightly.
Chen Pingan squinted at the right side, the latter looked at him and looked calm.
Chen Ping went to the second floor and kept the money behind him.
Those young people are stunned, and they are all faceless.
The scholar looked at the big one and the small two backs, scratching his head, and couldn’t think of one, so he didn’t bother.
When he thought that after the night, he couldn't eat and drink here, and he was annoyed.
So, next, a scholar sat down and began to drink wine, a scholar who hangs jade at the waist, went out, the inn of the inn did not seem to exist for him, he slaps the underarm to roll a few laps in the air, a slap The sword scholar directly turned into Bai Hongyuan and went away. He found another big spring, the Emperor of Daquan, and turned his foot to the ground. He was slamming against the face.
After the scholars' Yinshen and Yangshen went out to swim, they were within a thousand miles, as long as they were feminine ghosts, even those who were obscene, they could not help but squat in the ground.
When you see me in the world, you have to swear.