Chapter 1501: Charismatic dreams are too messy

"I am very confused!"
"Ok?"
"The three saints will come ..."
Listening to the words of Dongfang Hengzhi, Shu Yuan and Mei Zhang also showed solemnity.
"Why is it strange?" Chu Hen asked.
The three looked at each other, but they were even more surprised.
"You don't seem to know."
"Know what?" Chu Hen was a little confused by the words of several people. "Isn't it that they should show up with such a big movement in China?"
However, Dongfang Hengzhi shook his head.
"In fact, they don't care about this ..."
"Oh?"
"The rules of jihadist convocation were jointly formulated by the various sectarian forces in the land of the Midland ... The ten strongest holy clans did not participate. They were only responsible for providing the venue for jihadist convocation for the participants to chase competition. The grievances of the various factions have nothing to do with them. "
Dongfang Hengzhi explained.
Chu Mark frowned slightly.
Shu Yuan also said, "Even if the shrines break the rules again, it is only the battle of the Zongmen in the Midland ... This kind of battle will actually occur after each jihad call. But they have never been seen intervening. Intervened. And ... "
Shu Yuan paused, and there was a little bit of remnant left between the eyebrows.
"Also, the sacred tribe behind the battle palace ... I believe that although we don't know (qqng), they must know ..."
The Ares Palace has been entrenched in the land of the Midland for thousands of years, and its position has been solid and stable.
It is impossible for the other saints to know that there is another monster standing behind him.
Since the Saints of the Stars and the Saints of the Burning Heavens opened their eyes and closed their eyes on this behavior of the Honghuang Saints, they naturally knew it.
Today, the three saints are interfering with each other and standing in opposition to the Honghuang saints, which is even more unexpected.
"It is absolutely impossible for the Saints of the Stars to offend the Saints of the Honghuang because of this ..." Shu Yuan added a positive tone.
After all, all three are the supreme leaders of Zongmen.
My mind is very meticulous.
You can see the clue at a glance.
Moreover, they did not have any intersection with the three holy clans, of course, they did not intervene because of their reasons.
After thinking about it, in the end, it still fell to Chu Hen (body shēn).
...
After listening to the three people's explanations, Chu Hen suddenly felt like everyone else was awake, and he was drunk alone.
Think about it.
The arrival of Meng Xiulin and others is indeed a bit unjustifiable.
After all, who would offend the Honghuang saint who is also one of the ten strongest saints for the sake of a few small gates.
Too bad!
No need!
...
Thinking of this, Chu Henbu (forbidden jìn) fell into meditation.
"Is it?"
Chu Chen's fists were clenched lightly, his eyes narrowed, and his complexion was beyond expression.
"How? What did you think of?" Dongfang Hengzhi asked.
"No!"
Chu Hen Yakou denied, and immediately left (the body shēn) to leave the tower, leaving the three men with a confused look.
...
Will it be her?
Chu Hen walked down the steps of the tower and walked indifferently to other places.
In his mind, a pair of bright and beautiful peach blossoms appeared.
Last time in the realm of chaos, Bai Qianyu also appeared there. This time Meng Xiulin, Di Qiong and Liu Mian all came, but they didn't see each other.
Is this why?
Is it just something else?
...
As Chuchen was pondering, Yu Guang glanced from the corner of his eye, and saw that the other side of the tower was actually a slender and arrogant figure.
Jun Jian Song!
Chu marks brightened.
Qi Zheng (yuy) stepped forward to say hello to the other party, but at this time, there was a beautiful and graceful and intelligent Qian Ying who first walked to Jun Jiange (body shēn).
...
"Master Junge, don't you remember me?"
There was a little caution in the soft voice.
Jun Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes narrow and handsome.
It wasn't anyone else who stood in front of him. It was Chi Zongying, the chief disciple of Wuzong's Nanling Peak.
Looking at the green hill fox close by, Chi Qianying's eyes glowed brightly.
Of course, Jun Jiange's mood doesn't seem to fluctuate much.
A look of stare at the light-hearted, graceful young woman indifferent.
"Ten years ago, you saved my life ..."
Seeing Jun Jiange and not talking, Chi Qianying said again.
As she spoke, she quickly took out a scroll from behind (body shēn).
Spreading out the scroll a bit.
In the painting, a purple fox fur coat, a white high collar, and a sharp sword in his hand (body shēn) stand on the top of the overhanging wall.
Over the back of the figure (body shēn), a blue fox shadow overlooks the sky.
Fox shadows cover the sky, flowers and rain fly.
The people in the painting are full of aloof and arrogant.
However, behind the shadow of solitary (body shēn), there is a teenage girl curled up ... Qi (body shēn) lies with her family and a dozen men in black lying in a pool of blood.
...
Glancing at the axis of painting in front of him, Jun Jiange still doesn't have much expression.
Then, his gaze was directed elsewhere.
"I should be going!"
Chi Qianying followed the side (body shēn) and turned around, and saw Chu marks not far away standing behind the two.
Looking at the Chu mark that I don't know when he appeared here, Chi Qianying quickly put away the painting.
"Did I come here at the wrong time?" Chu Hen said that he was not intentional.
"No, I'm just waiting for you here ..." Jun Jiange replied.
Chu Hen nodded slightly. "Thank you for your help this time. Tell me what you need in the future."
"No, I'm just trusting!"
"Hehe ..." Chu Hen smiled, "Mu Feng is very important to the demon domain!"
Jun Jian's eyes flashed an imperceptible anomaly.
It did not say anything.
"Farewell!"
"Ok!"
Chu Hen held his fists in both hands.
...
Speaking, Jun Jiange directly skipped Chi Qianying Zhun (body shēn) and left.
After taking a few steps, he paused, shook his eyes slightly, and said, "Remember!"
Immediately, a cyan fox shadow was drawn in the void, and the other party immediately jumped into the sky.
remember!
Listening to these two words, Chi Qianying's eyes brightened, and a strong surprise came out of his eyes.
He remembers himself!
"Master Jun Jiange ..." Looking at each other's back, Chi Qianying quickly reddened his eyes, and silver teeth bit his red lips, but he couldn't speak.
...
However, at this moment, Chu Hen suddenly shouted, "Senior Jun Jiange, so that you can contact me at any time in the future, I will send you a personal message to me!"
Chi Qianying froze, and she looked at the trace of Chu behind her body.
"Why? Why don't you talk, I'll send someone else ..."
Chi Qianying was at a loss.
"you?"
"This is an order. You also know that the lord is about to alliance with the lord Su Yuan and the Meizhanggu lord, right? I am the lord ... I will now tell you to follow the song of the king, and if he finds something, come back at any time ... "
In shock, Chi Qianying's face was full of gratitude.
"thank you."
"Go!"
...
After all, Chi Qianying didn't hesitate, she immediately traced away from Jun Jiange's footprint.
That year!
The snow is so high that the wind is like claws.
Chi Qianying's family was murdered by the enemy.
Just as she was about to die, a sword of frost chilled more than a dozen people and rescued her from chaos.
She clearly remembered that the flying petals fluttered in the sky and a green fox shadow roared into the sky.
The astonishment brought by that sword, like the imprint in her heart, can never be erased.
Thanks for not having time!
No time to ask his name!
He looked at her just a second before leaving, EbookFREE.me, standing on the top of the cliff.
A quick glance, ten thousand years.
...
Charismatic dreams are too messy.
Ukiyo nowhere to be found.
Looking at the two shadows (body shēn) that disappeared into the sky, Chu Hen's mouth was slightly picky, but it was muttered with some feelings, "I also hope to forgive the next self-proposition ... I just hope you are not so alone ..."
Spirit of the Green Hill.
Beyond the millennium of loneliness.
The charm of Ukiyo dreams is too chaotic, and the two sides of the strait will blossom for another year!
"When I return next time, I hope to hear the good news of you recalling the lost tribe and finding the Lord of the Green Hills ..."