The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 36: There are already stories above
He Zhan stood in front of him, with no prey in his hand and no intention of lighting a campfire.
The final request of the dying person is not satisfied, too cruel.
Su Ziye looked at him and said seriously.
He Zhan spread his hands and said: one good news, one
Su Ziye said: Bad.
He Zhan said: The bad news is that there is no meat. The good news is that I happened to meet an acquaintance nearby.
If you can meet acquaintances in such barren mountains and mountains, naturally no one will believe it.
Su Ziye sighed and said: At this time you are still willing to chat with me. From then on, I knew you were waiting for someone.
He Zhan said apologetically: If I let you know, I am worried that you will not accept it.
I am a member of the evil faction, not the old masters of Yimaozhai who do not eat the enemy millet.
Su Ziye said: Let him come out. I have always been curious about what kind of person your friend is.
Someone came out from behind the tree. They should be not young, but their eyes are immature, like a child.
Back in the May game, He Zhan used a grilled fish to almost make Desser change his camp.
People like him must have many friends in the spiritual world.
There are also many kinds of friends.
Fortunately for He Zhan, two of his most famous friends are his true friends.
Interestingly, not only do these two friends do not know each other, but from the camp, they should be enemies of life and death.
If it was before, He Zhan would never let the two of them meet, but today's situation is special.
Besides Tong Yan, he doesn't know who else to trust.
Why is your face green?
This is the first sentence Tong Yan said.
My father planted a magic fetus in my mother's body, and in the end the magic fetus was saved and she died.
Su Ziye said: I am the demon fetus, born with corpse poison, so my whole body is green.
His tone is very plain and his explanation is very concise.
In the wild forest, it seems that the darkest night has fallen.
The mountain wind is bitterly cold.
Tong Yan was silent for a while, looked at his face and asked: Why is it purple again?
Su Ziye said: The corpse tree is mixed with the congenital corpse poison in my body, so my body color will change a little.
Tong Yan said: How long can you last?
Su Ziye said: Perilla leaves are not ugly. If they are soaked in Yizhou kimchi jars for three days and eaten with white rice, they will taste very fragrant.
Tong Yan said: Baotong Temple does not have meat, but there is rice. If I come forward, there should be white rice.
Su Ziye was silent for a while, and said: If you agree with me to pay for the meal.
Tong Yan said: Of course, but you don't have any money now, you may need to do a few part-time jobs.
Su Ziye said: Yes.
It's alright, isn't it tiring to talk like this?
He Zhan hasn't spoken. After listening for a long time, he finally couldn't help it. He cursed a few swear words and said: I admit that you are the smartest people in the world.
No, you can only be ranked fourth.
Tong Yan pointed to the sky cut apart by the treetops, and said: Jing Jiu is above.
Su Ziye's gaze followed his fingers towards the sky, and smiled and said: If I can survive, I would also like to go to Qingshan to see what kind of person he is.
Chaotianda 6 ushered in spring, but it was still cold in some places.
On the desolate wilderness, only withered moss can be seen. Occasionally, a few willow trees can be seen, and they have been bald by unknown animals.
Like those stone mountains in the distance.
Lengshan is really cold, and the breath that people exhale when they talk will turn into white smoke, and it looks like they are paying homage to something.
The Xuanyin sect's civil strife has ended. After a fierce fight, a young man named Wang Xiaoming was appointed by the elders as the new young master.
Interestingly, or rather chilling, the Sect Master Xuanyin, who had been paralyzed by the devil for decades, was still alive.
You promised me to let them compete fairly. Why do you want Bu Lao Lin to assassinate him?
The short and thin old man talking has a red nose, but it has nothing to do with the cold, it may be angry.
He is the famous sword escaper: Xuanyin ancestor.
After coming out from the bottom of the sky, the object of his speech was one and only one person.
Yin San said with some embarrassment: I didn't expect your disciple and grandson to be so good, so I had to do more.
The ancestor Xuan Yin was silent for a while, and said: Since Bulao Lin listened to you so, why did you kill Wei Chengzi in the first place?
Of course, the more mixed the water is, the better, as long as it achieves the goal.
Yin San said: Xiaoyue is my Qingshan disciple. When is it the turn for the waste from Zhongzhou to kill?
The ancestor Xuan Yin said: What is the relationship between Bu Lao Lin and you?
Yin San said: I will tell you when Bulao Lin perishes.
The ancestor Xuanyin didn't understand what he was thinking, and asked: Do you want to destroy Bu Lao Lin?
Yin San shook his head and said: It's not me, it's the children who want to do this.
The ancestor Xuan Yin said: Why do you want to help them?
Yin San smiled and said: If my younger brother were still alive, I would definitely find these things meaningless, but I like them very much.
After saying this, he raised the bone flute in his hand.
The sound of the flute is melodious, and the bull is headed towards the far side of the wasteland.
Desser is gone.
The night is gradually coming.
The excitement brought by Qingshan Chengjian has not been completely far away.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, you can even hear the laughter of the girls from the opposite peak.
Back then, he felt that Qingrong Peak was too close.
The white ghost and chilly are sleeping in the cave.
In rare cases, Jing Jiu did not lie on the bamboo chair, but stood by the cliff.
He looked at the green mountains and peaks under the stars, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhao Layue walked out of the cave and stood beside him.
I am the best person in the world to be an assassin.
Jing Jiu said.
This sentence was sudden.
Zhao Layue remembered the situation when the two killed Zuo Yi on the Shenmo Peak, and thought it was true.
Jing Jiu continued: This was the idea that suddenly came up when he was chasing snow-footed beasts in the snowy field that night.
Zhao Layue said: Do you want to say that you should take on the role played by the ten-year-old?
Jing Jiu said: I can't do it.
Zhao Layue said: Because of laziness?
Jing Jiu said: Because there is no point in doing these things.
Zhao Layue said: What's the solution?
Jing Jiu said: As long as you live long enough, things in this world are just dull repetitions, and no real change has ever occurred.
Zhao Layue glanced at him and pointed at Liangwangfeng in the distance.
Liangwangfeng and Shenmofeng have only one mountain path.
On both sides of the mountain road, there is a long light which is several tens of feet apart. It looks like two parallel rays of light from a distance.
Jing Jiu understood what she meant, and said: The road will be cut off when it reaches the top of the peak, and he can only go down again, or repeat.
Liangwangfeng is bright tonight~IndoMTL.com~ is to let the newcomers recruited at the Chengjian Conference yesterday can see the sinister mountains in the night clearly.
According to the usual practice, the disciples of Liang Wangfeng, including Gu Han Jian Ruyun who have been in Nanshan, will give lectures to the newcomers at this time, but not today.
Because Yousi, who ranked second in Liangwangfeng, was out of the gate and asked a difficult question.
What's the matter with Liu Shisui?
His eyes moved on the faces of the brothers.
No one answered him, Gu Han hesitated.
Guo Nanshan patted him on the shoulder, and said: Let me do it.
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