It turns out that even if you make a tree, you are still afraid of people's tears.

"You? Luck me!" I wish you unbelievable.

Song Qianji sighed: "I wish the girl, don't say that I am a soul, even if I ended the fruit and raised the entity, there will be no strong cultivation."

"Why?!" Zhu Xin jumped up, "As long as you? With the power of Qingtianshu, how difficult is it to return to the world?"

Song Qianji smiled and shook his head: "You? You can see the flowers that are never thanked, the cloud that is never scattered?

Who can support the world, it is almost God, and can walk freely?, Omnipotent, this? Is it really a good thing? Should it exist? "Should it exist?"

Think about it, whispered: "But I believe you, everyone believes you."

Song Qianji laughed: "I am a? Sanxiu mud legs, and I have climbed upwards. I don't believe myself. If this? The world can make people plant with peace of mind, what's the use of a sword?"

I wish you heart.

It turns out that he is not enduring weakness, and he didn't want to want the world's first--

I only want to turn the sword into a plow, and there is no war in the world.

Song Qianji didn't know what Fang made up for his brain again, just know time? It's not early, it's time to go back to see flowers:

"I have to go now."

I wish my heart full of courage and picked up Lu Yitai: "You teach Sister Qingqing with the snow and snow, and teach Master Miao Yan to the clouds, but what do you want to teach me?"

Song Qianji shook his head: "I have nothing to teach you?"

"... I have a bad talent."

"I said you? It's good to play, because you are playing the song you write yourself." Song Qianji stood up. "There is a story to have a song, my story has been finished, and my song is bounced, to you?

When we appear as the protagonist. I wish the girl, again? "

After he said, he held the white umbrella and walked into the clear moonlight.

I murmured: "Am I really okay?"

Song Qianji turned back: "I wait? The waves of the back of the waves are pushed forward?

The figure is far away, and the flowers are flying.

I wish the heart to hug the piano to be independent, and suddenly blinked, and fell two tears.

Before I encountered Song Qianji? Because of the end of the heart of He Qingqing, there was even a certain? In an instant? I want to ask that person, "You? Why do you be a sword?

Is Zhang Qin saved her or hurt her? "

After encountering Song Qianji, it is like sitting under the shade of a big tree covering the sky, the breeze comes, dispel all the dust.

I wish the man's back disappearing, and what he wanted to say, after all, it was silent.

He is Song Qianji.

Who can keep a moonlight stay?

Nympho

Song Qianji supported the umbrella, stepped on the moonlight after the rain, and walked to the alleys of the back door of the Song Academy.

I am going back to find people, and listen to it? See? Someone in the wall shouted:

"Hey, the night will beauty go?"

Song Qianmi thought, divided? It was you? It was you? I intentionally attracted me out, you? Know that? Little girl.

He stopped, but did not look back, just said, "You? No more? I would think you would assassinate me."

"Golden basin washed hands, changed his career."

The man jumped down the wall, wearing a cluster of a cluster of a clustered robe on his body, the ups and downs? The robe flies, like a messy flower bloom.

The old cat's tail of the Song Yuan was put on his shoulder, and his hair was long and dense, like a fluffy bib.

This cat has a bad temper, and he always comes with meals. When you are full, you can slip away.

At this time, the nest was in the arms of the coming, but he was abnormal and well -behaved, and he kept making a light and soft meow.

Remember the first one? Pick it back and feed it for meals.

Song Qianji moved forward, and the man naturally followed up, and he disgusted: "What kind of stuff do you wear on your body?

He said thinly, but Song Qianji did not return his mouth, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly: "I am a lonely soul ghost, the same is the same."

"I look at you? This is not enough. I am here? You can easily come in. You can see? Ji Ji's friend's counterattack, and it is not so powerful outside. If someone really comes to stab, what should you do? Meng?

Isn't the dog guards be there? Let you? One? People shake in the middle of the night? "

What else can Song Qianji say?

He can only turn around in front of the door and sigh helplessly: "Song Yuan's formation, never prevent you?"

Nympho

In the same bright moon night, Chen Hongzhu also listened? See? I saw the sound of the piano.

When the sound of the piano sounded, she was standing on the dead water bridge.

Thousands of peaks and thousands of clouds, there are no views at a glance.

The scenery was yesterday. The only difference is that it is no longer under the water bridge? There are five -color carp jumping.

This? Seemingly exquisite and beautiful, but in fact, it is cruel and cruel. For a long time? Lost flesh and blood support, and I do n’t know when it will disappear.

When Chen Hongzhu returned, I saw the Yunhai pure, wearing Yinhui.

Water Bridge was one of her most? One of the familiar places.

She left from this with "Hundred Flowers Kill", in the most difficult time? In the most difficult time, she was suffered by countless cold eyes and ridicule, and was shameful by the same door.

Walk all over the world?

In the end, come back here?

The month is the hometown Ming.

Tomorrow is her successor.

"Xiaohua Weizong" no longer exists, and many people don't understand why the head of Chen is not willing to officially serve until now.

She divided? It is already a veritable head tomorrow morning.

Chen Hongzhu was uncertain.

"I have to focus today? Zhen martial arts, I have to do my best, ten years later, fifty years later, one hundred years later, will it become the next? Father? Huawei Zong today is heavy? Two hundred years later again

How will it? Passing the water bridge rolling in the sea, how much is the first? "

The sound of Yoyo, just like her mind tonight.

I wonder which disciples are right? Yueyue play the piano? But how can young disciples be like this?

Chen Hongzhuo passed the bridge with Qinyin and couldn't help but find it.

The more she listened to the sound of the piano, the more familiar to the piano, the faster the footsteps went, and then they mentioned the aura and rushed all the way.

Who is playing the piano?!

Picking the star platform at night, the sound of the piano is so good.

"Director!" A group of young disciples in the mountain pavilion waved to her, and suddenly remembered something, and changed to salute.

Chen Hongzhu walked into the pavilion: "Who is this? Who is playing the piano?"

Everyone shook their heads:

"No one plays the piano."

"There are many insects at night, like the sound of the piano."

Chen Hongzhu looked around and saw that the Mingyue was lonely, and the sea of ​​clouds was surging.

Then he was annoyed: "If you don't rest in the middle of the night or practice, come here? What do you do?"

Picking Xingtai is no longer a martial arts place, which one? Disciples can come up and see the scenery.

I wish to stand up and explain: "Tomorrow to do big things, everyone is excited tonight, and drink some wine. I don't know who said, want to see the 'hero post' written by King Song Shen's drunk, and come up."

See? Chen Hongzhu has no intention of blame, and the star picking is lively again:

"The head, your poems are written well!"

"Especially the most? The last two sentences!"

"What!" Chen Hongzhu saw the stone table in the pavilion, and I felt embarrassed. I couldn't bear it? Look, "I also drank it at the time, I wrote it!"

In fact, in the last two sentences, she originally wanted to write "the world? There are a few people in the world, the light boat is alone in the smoke rain".

Seeing the hero post again, the heart of the heart? After you are unwilling, he wields the knife and carved "Feng Hua Xueyue should laugh at me, heart is in Xuan Tian's ninth?".

Right now, a group of young disciples read this around her? Two sentences, and Chen Hongzhuo's face was reddish: "Enough! Give me back!"

Everyone laughed, holding the most young head in the history of Huawei Zong to leave.
To be continued...