"He, he pushed Meng Heze first, I don't know why, and then jumped down. The subordinates came back and rehabilitated."

Zhao Yuping's face was gloomy, and two words were squeezed out of the teeth: "waste."

Young deacon dare not refute.

The night wind blows the rain, and the chill is soaked in the room.

Zhao Yuping turned his head, looked down from the window, his eyes fell in that humble sleep.

Every year, there are countless everywhere in the world. The spirit roots are flat and have nothing, but they have nothing to do, but they are squeezed into Huawei Zong as an outer disciple.

They are clever, hard, do more, take less, work hard, and fight for each other.

Among them, the fish leaping the dragon gate, what really changed against the sky, picked one thousand miles.

Other people, only after many years, recognize the reality, go to the martial arts to take care of the underworld industries.

The flesh and flesh and fertilizer that goes forward to support the cultivation of the realm of the real world such as Huawei Zong, which makes it prosperous and always prosperous.

The disciples of the outer door were like a cute autumn, and occasionally appeared a few extraordinary or really extraordinary, and he could not jump out of his palm.

But what crazy Song Qianmi sent, why did you jump?

Didn't he want to live? Don't you want to cultivate immortals?

What is joking.

"Who promised him the benefits and let him dare to break my business!"

Zhao Yuping squinted, recalling every detail of contact with Song Qianji.

The young man written on his face has never been able to change hexagrams on the spot.

Who bought him again and instigated him?

Is it the precept hall, or the person in the law enforcement hall?

There are the most oil and water to manage the outer doors.

It was really calm. It was not until the night before the entry assessment, and it was difficult at the end of the moment.

dream.

A little outer disciple is not as good as a chess piece.

Zhao Yuping: "Go, send someone to search for the bottom of the cliff. Search for each inch of land. Even if they fall into meat, they will fight for a humanoid!"

Young deacon test: "That's really alive ..."

Zhao Yuping laughed: "Broken mountain cliff aura isolates. In the early stages of gas refining, how can there be the reason for the cliff to die. Do you understand?"

Electric light tears the rainy night, illuminating his weird smile.

Young deacon nodded again and again: "Understand, understand!"

"Go with a reliable person and make clean points."

Zhao Yuping took out another set of tea sets, lightly dressed robe, and sat down again.

Since it is doomed to sleep tonight, it is better to make strong tea in the pot. Wait for this rain to stop.

***

Next to the bonfire, Song Qianji stuffed the red spirit jade beads to Meng Heze, like a hot potato: "Don't take it out in the future to show people!"

Meng Heze: "Brother Song, this is my heart, you just accept it."

"In fact, it is not just a spiritual material, but also a superior instrument. Only need to cooperate with a specific method to fully play the superior combat power."

"Ah?" Meng Heze jumped up, "Up, superior?"

Song Qianji nodded.

Meng Heze was still shocked and murmured to himself: "Isn't that?

He did not doubt the words of Song Qianmi, holding the Lingzhu bracelet with both hands, trembling slightly.

The superior instrument can only be owned by the inner door.

Song Qianji: "Don't be in a hurry, it is unreasonable. According to my experience of studying ancient books on weekdays, it seems to be an object of evil ways.

The so -called study of ancient books is naturally nonsense. Fortunately, now Meng Zheng has never seen the world first, lacks knowledge of cultivation, and is very flickering.

Song Qianji continues:

"If you have the opportunity to obtain the supporting skills in the future, you must be careful. It is better to first drop the blood to recognize the Lord. When you cultivate it as a breakthrough in theravada, the soul is stronger, the mind is more firm, and then it is completely refined and closes to Zifu ...

... "

"Thank you Brother!" Meng Heze's heart was surging, and the luck pierced his fingertips immediately, forcing a drop of heart blood.

The blood drops, and the flashes are not. The red jade Buddha beads turned into dark red red.

Meng Hezawa's young face was illuminated by red light, and he took his breath subconsciously.

Before tonight, if someone tells him, you will have a superior instrument. He is afraid he will ask for a reverse, why should you recreate me.

It turns out that this is the feeling of its own magic weapon.

Those uncertain, anxious, confused, all swept away, he looks forward to the future infinitely.

Meng Heze has slowed down and recalled Song Qianji again.

I saw the other person's expression as usual, and even in my eyes, even in the eyes.

In the process of "Jianbao", Song Qianji did not show a hint of greed, and the words and sentences were completely thinking about him.

He asked himself, and he had a chance to get a superior instrument with the opportunity to get a superior.

However, Song Qianji is the most effort to work as an outer door. The person who wants to climb the fairy is strong.

Meng Heze's eyes became red again: "I thought I was a unique gentleman among the disciples outside the door, but if I had to be more ashamed than my brother, I misunderstood too many brothers, and my brother was really ..."

Song Qianji hurriedly denied: "I'm not! Don't talk nonsense."

He thought, one of me who is going to plant the land, take you a bunch of Buddha beads?

Is it overwhelming to earthworms in the soil?

Meng Heze was only modesty: "Brother Song, what should we do after we go back? As long as Zhao Jiheng gets the entry places, can Zhao Director let us go? I don't think it is so simple."

Song Qianji thought to himself, good, knowing down to the earth, solving the problems in front of you first, without a superior instrument, he couldn't find North.

He is alone and alone, and he is very used to it, and rarely solicits others. But since the current teammate has been a evil man, he is mixed with the world.

"What do you think? Let me listen."

Meng Heze: "I just want to listen to Brother Song!"

Song Qianji stunned.

Forget it, the fourteen -year -old Meng Heze, the tears of tears crying on the cliff just now, nasal, or face, don't use it as a person.

Song Qianji: "Then pretend."

Menghe Ze got up, and the cave in the shuttle:

"What are you pretending? How much to install? You rest, I'll pretend!"

Song Qianji: "..."

Pretend to be a brother!

Do I still use my ability to teach this.

Song Qianji cough twice: "Pretend there is someone behind you."

"Don't blind me, this cave is strange."

Meng Heze looked back subconsciously, patting his chest, "Do you want to pull the tiger skin to make a big flag, attract tiger wolf? But Zhao's dealer covers the sky in the dealer hall, who can he be afraid of?"

"The deacon hall is like an iron bucket, what about the deacon hall?" Song Qianji picked up a branch and drawn three overlap circles on the ground, one up and two:

"This is the deacon hall, publish martial arts tasks, in charge of personnel."

"This is the precept hall, the rules are determined, the ordering order, and the trial hall."

"This is the law enforcement hall, which is enforced and punished, and the martial arts are security."

"Three Halls of the Communist Party of China, the affairs of Huawei Zong, you can report directly to the prince, three -legged, and restraining each other. Everyone wants to grab good things. Everyone in black pot does not want to memorize.

Song Qianji recalled his situation when he was a teenager, faintly:

"Zhao Yu Ping's life is doubtful. This time he conspired to count the failure, and he must not be willing to take a rest. He must find out where the problem is.

Meng Heze heard that he wanted to applaud: "Reasonable!"

Song Qianji dropped the branches: "So you might as well plan to count, pretend that there is evidence that he has a 'conspiracy to seek personal selfishness and harm the disciples of the outside door, and there is someone behind you, so that he dare not act lightly. You just need to practice the method of teaching my teachings.

, To the December News Conference, you can leave the outside door and no longer be controlled by him. "

This method is counseled, and the return is better than the saving saving.

Meng Heze did not notice what he said was ‘you’, not ‘we’, thinking that Song Qianji praised, trusted himself, and patted him on the right shoulder:
To be continued...