There is rain in Shengjing today and light rain.

The rain was extremely thin and continuous, falling into lines. It splashed ripples in the pond and wetted the manes of several horses.

The slightly deserted Mr. Li Zizhi, sitting on a wooden rattan chair, looked up at the sky with his neck tilled, beside him was his wife Han Shuanger nagging and endless sounds.

"I didn't agree when Xiaodao went, but the boss went again. What if something happened? "

"You said you took two apprentices in your life and pushed them out together. Something really happened, and you and I will never end up."

Since he arrived at the back mountain of the academy, he has changed his sloppy image in the past. Li Yuemei, who has become more and more beautiful, looks from afar, as if he is used to such a normal way of getting along with the strongest couple in the world.

Han Shuang'er seemed to be possessed by her senior brother, and was still talking. I don't know how long it took for the gentleman to finally make a gesture of silence.

Han Shuang'er immediately stopped nagging and frowned and looked at the West.

The gentleman whispered: "It seems that they have reached the top of the mountain."

Han Shuang'er did not answer, and the gentleman said, "The boss has been in Shengjing for too many years, but if there weren't those who had a few people in the world, no one could stump him. If they were really unfortunate enough to meet the few people in the world, I wouldn't have watched them die."

"This is Shengjing, Shengjing is in Zhongzhou, and Dading Mountain is in Qingzhou." Han Shuang'er retorted.

"Shuang'er."

Master’s wife Han Shuang'er raised her head inexplicably when she heard this, as if this title would evoke some memories from her many years ago.

"You are a sword practitioner, and you should know what the sword is like when you reach the supernatural power realm."

The master's wife immediately smiled bitterly and said, "You have reached this level?"

The gentleman Feng Qingyun smiled lightly and said, "What about that?" Then he stretched out his hand and rubbed his wife's head indulgently.

Han Shuang'er sighed again and looked at the rainy sky. He murmured: "When I first met you, you were my defeated general. When I saw you again, I wanted to marry me in the name of swords. I was defeated by you in one move. But you are still striding in the past thirty years, but I remained still on the spot."

Li Zizhi smiled and said softly: "I am the only pursuit of kendo. Isn't it natural for men to be stronger than women? What's more, people who are stronger than you are your men."

Han Shuang'er gave up her pride in the swordsmanship and asked, "What do you want to think?"

This sentence is a bit inexplicable, but both of them understand the meaning. If you can't even see someone, even if your sword can span a thousand miles, how can you kill it?

"Feel."

“How does it feel?”

"There is vital energy in heaven and earth. No matter what realm, as long as the vital energy in the body is controlled, it will have some effects with the vital energy in this world. This effect will turn into fluctuations, and fluctuations will naturally be felt by me."

"With the boss's strength, if no one can defeat him, I naturally don't need to take action. If there is such a person, the fluctuation of vitality will inevitably be extremely strong."

"So that's it." Master's wife Han Shuang'er finally nodded and felt relieved.

Immediately, she asked, "What should I eat tonight?"

"Can you eat something good?"

"Stir-fried dried tofu with chili?"

"Is this awesome?" Li Zizhi smashed his mouth with anger on his face.

Han Shuang'er rubbed Li Zi and knew: "Then make four dishes and one soup. If you take action, you must make up for it."

Li Zizhi laughed. He was obviously very satisfied with the four dishes and one soup. But the next moment, his face changed and he whispered: "Make more meat. It's actually the high priest."

Han Shuang'er said 'Oh', and had no special reaction to the three words "High Priest". I believe that in his opinion, this would not be a big problem for Li Zizhi.

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The Great Wilderness Temple stands on the top of the mountain range, densely covered with mist and clouds and mist, just like a fairyland on earth.

Although the temple is simple and unpretentious, it is built extremely magnificently. The scars left by time on the temple will not give people a sense of dilapidation, but instead make people feel simple and solemn.

It has been three days since Wang Luohan came to the Great Wilderness Temple. No one knows where the woman came from, but she is so stunning that she is extremely stunning by her appearance. However, none of the proud young people trained in the Great Wilderness Temple dares to come forward to chat with her.

Because there is always a man around Wang Luohan, the man is Meng Hanbaku, the head of the Temple.

After Wang Luohan came for three days, Menghan Baku followed him for three days. There were very few words between the two, but this did not prevent Menghan Baku from appreciating Wang Luohan.

Wang Luohan seemed not to speak easily. During these three days, she just wandered in the temple. Her favorite place was Yonghe. Her favorite thing was to sway barefoot in the cold water, just like two pure and flawless white lotus blooming in the water.

The same is true today. Wang Luohan came to the Yonghe River, and the Mongolian Hanbaku and the Yonghe River changed. Looking at Wang Luohan like a fairy, he had no intention of blasphemy, but he felt that the picture was too beautiful.

"Is Tuobalie in the temple?" Wang Luohan turned around and rarely asked her the first question after she came to the temple.

"Not here."

"Where has he gone?"

"I've gone to Qingzhou, the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

Wang Luohan's shaking feet paused and said, "Zhang Xiaodao is my husband."

Meng Hanbaku, who was sturdy and in gorgeous clothes, suddenly felt his body stiffened when he heard this, and an incomprehensible look appeared on his firm cheek.

At this moment, a breeze blew, and he still didn't move or replied.

This silence lasted for a long time. When Wang Luohan shook the white lotus in the water again, Menghan Baku asked incrediblely: "Is he a member of the Divine Sect?"

"no."

"Why is he in the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

"Where was he born."

"Then why did he become the son-in-law of the saint?"

Wang Luohan felt that the few powerful men in the world who could speak to the Divine Sect were qualified to talk to him, so he simply said, "I like it."

Menghan Baku no longer spoke and fell into a long silence again.

Wang Luohan did not lightly open her cherry lips anymore, and the two seemed to have returned to a state of silence between each other for most of the past three days.

I don’t know how long it took. Wang Luohan’s eyebrows slightly clumped and she withdrew her feet like white lotus. She stood on the bank of Yong River, staring at the end of the river that was pointed out by the barefoot monk back then, and said softly: “I don’t care about other things, but if something happens to Zhang Xiaodao, I will definitely seek revenge.”

Mongolian Hanbaku continued to remain silent, but because of Wang Luohan's words, he tangled the two thick eyebrows together because this matter implicated the world.

Wang Luohan ignored the expression of the Temple Lord and said solemnly and coldly: "Let's seek revenge as a wife!"

After saying that, she took a step forward, walked across the Yonghe River, and disappeared from the sight of Mongolian Hanbaku.

Meng Hanbaku looked at the sky where her figure was leaving and sighed, extremely long and heavy!

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There is a light on Dading Mountain, and the light is looked up at Dading Mountain.

Neither the army of the prosperous Tang Dynasty nor the army of the chivalrous army had seen such pure white. The first thing to see is that this white will make people feel that they are dirty and should be melted in it.

On the second look, this whiteness will make people feel holy and wish they could worship.

If you look at it for a long time, you will feel dizzy and disgusted. This is the white on the top of the mountain!

General Xu Qing, who was carrying a knife to the mountain, saw this whiteness. His distance was closer, so he looked more realistic, but he did not have any of the feelings mentioned above. He just felt that the top of Dading Mountain was about to disappear.

The top of Dading Mountain is gone, so naturally the people on the mountain will not exist either.

But before the top of Dading Mountain was gone, no one on the top of the mountain wanted to disappear like this.

However, just like the comparison between elephants and ants, humans must be weak in the face of natural disasters. No matter what resistance they make, they seem to be submerged by pure white.

Zhang Xiaodao had been submerged in it, and the magnificent vital energy in his body coated his body with a thin film. After contacting the white light, the vital energy film was quickly blown and it was possible to break. The endless vital energy in his body disappeared in this moment.

Even Zhang Xiaodao was like this, the others were even more embarrassed.

He watched with his own eyes a disciple of a sect was penetrated by a beam of light, and his whole body began to melt. Both his skin and blood seemed to be nightd, and finally turned into a smoke that could not be said to be destroyed in the light.

At this moment, fear spread to everyone's hearts on the top of Dading Mountain. At this critical moment, no hero stood up.

The eldest brother looked at the pure white Dading Mountain in front of him helplessly, feeling that it was not holy, but was extremely dirty, just like the purgatory in myth.

At this moment, people all realize that they are about to die, turning into curling smoke and melting into it.

This is a moment of despair!

The high priest opened his arms, as if he was enjoying the pure white light in front of him. He knew that most of the descendants of the prosperous Tang sect on the top of this mountain would die, and he knew that even if the two tenacious ants were left, they would sooner or later melt into the light.

So he made a look that was still like a square dance POSS in Zhang Xiaodao's eyes, and he enjoyed it.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the high priest not far away and was extremely angry. He took a step with great difficulty, came to the senior brother, and then spat out a mouthful of sticky phlegm.

The sticky phlegm melted rapidly in the light, and Zhang Xiaodao showed disappointment. He no longer had the ability to move his steps, but he found that the high priest's enjoyment expression changed in vain. He did not think that this was the effect of sticky phlegm that was instantly destroyed by spitting out a mouthful. So he made the only move at this moment, raised his head, looked at the sky where the high priest looked, and then said inexplicably: "Senior Brother, look."

When the elder brother heard this, he raised his head and saw a huge gap that was originally pure white. Behind the gap was the dark sky.

The dark sky seems to be more in line with people's support for the realism of the sky.

When a corner of this sky was revealed, a huge sword appeared from the crack, extremely gorgeous and brilliant.

"The scenery on the top of the mountain is beautiful." The eldest brother murmured as he looked at the long sword that fell rapidly.

Zhang Xiaodao listened to the elder brother's words and said, "It's so fucking good."

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