Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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"Zhu Zong?" He looked at Miao Zong into her house and closed the door, thinking that he had any secret to tell her, busy pressing down the door and asking: "What happened?"

After closing the door, Miao Zongcai realized how ridiculous his actions were. His eyes swept over his neck and quickly moved away. "Nothing, I just came over and looked."

I realized it in an instant. It turned out that Mou Zong was worried about her body. She bent down and hugged the quilt on the cushion back to the bed: "I am really fine, that is, the spiritual power is overused."

"Yeah." Mou Zong looked at the quilt and watched her tidy up her hair. The consciousness told him that he should leave the room now, but the heel was not very obedient.

There was a device for automatic water storage in the room. I took the water and cleansed the mouth and turned to see Miao Zong’s back to her. She couldn’t help but smile: “I was lucky to have you yesterday.”

"Maybe don't walk with me, you can't meet these things." After meeting him, he has been accompanying him for medicine. If you don't meet him, maybe she will meet a few like-minded, young and energetic friends who travel through the mountains and rivers. Instead of accompanying him, this sick and boring sword repair, he encountered many accidents along the way.

"I can't think so, maybe I didn't meet you. I have been bullied by other monks." I seriously retorted, "I may not find a chance to break through the mood, and I am still in the bottleneck of the foundation period."

When Zongzong turned back, seeing that she was already sitting in front of the dressing table, she suddenly had a ridiculous thought in her mind. After a few years, would there be an excellent male repair, stay with her, watch her dressing, and paint her eyebrows?

Putting this man's face into the Shuguangzong's male disciple, who is called a famous name, makes him believe that these disciples are not worthy of such a good girl.

“桓宗?桓宗?” asked the name of the sword of the ancestors, and turned to find him staring at her dressing table. I looked down at the table with a puzzled look. In addition to the rouge gouache, it was an ankle ring jewelry. Is there anything worthy of attention?

"Zhu Zong, are you not feeling well?" I was worried that the body of Zong Zong had a problem but did not tell her. When the last time I killed the Yuan Ying period, the Zong Zong’s interest was a bit confusing. Master of evil cultivation, repaired to a higher level, there is no problem with the sect of the ancestral temple?

"No." Mou Zong remembered the last time he ignored his experience and shook his head. "Sorry, I am a little distracted. Can you say it again?"

"Is it really okay?" Picking up and walking to his side, using his spiritual power to explore his veins, to make sure there was no big problem, he went back to the dressing table and continued to comb his hair. "What I just wanted to ask is your sword." name."

"It is called Long Yao." The ancestral rituals of the dragon scorpion sword, touched the dragon pattern on the scabbard, the dragon pattern is like alive, even each scale is clearly visible.

In the hands of Mou Zong, Long Yujian looks like an inconspicuous black iron sword, but when he is sheathed, he can have a dazzling brilliance. Kneeling on the sword, I felt a very strange atmosphere, but the majesty was not like the punching of spiritual power.

Is this the sword?

"This sword... has already opened up the wisdom?" shouted. "When you used it, I heard the sound of a dragon."

"When casting it, I took the dragon-bearing beads on the throne of the palace and put it into the mysterious gold." I felt the shaking of the dragon sword in my hand. It wanted to be sheathed and wanted to fight with his master. "Maybe it was infected with the royal family." Long gas, so when the sword is formed, there is a dragon cloud, so I named it Dragon."

"Good name." He gently read the name on the tip of his tongue. "Dragon."

"It suits you, you are also suitable for him." White singer Wu Jinjian, the world's demon. Hearing the dragon's sword and making a slight trembling sound, "Is it true that when the swordsmanship of Jian Xiu reaches the heavens, it can communicate with the sword mind?"

"Not only the sword repair, all the monks can do the same with the spirit of the life." Zhai Zong looked up and said, "I believe you will do it in the future."

and also?

I realized that Mou Zong and his sword are already in the same spirit: "Is it in a good mood now?" She pointed to the sword in the hands of the Emperor.

"Good." Yan Zong took up the dragon sword. "It knows you are boasting it."

“Really?” I was a little surprised. Didn’t I think that the sword also had emotions?

"Nature." Yan Zong sees his eyes round and his eyes are gentle. "It also likes you very much."

Xiao smiled and bent, even the sword liked this compliment, it was too pleasing to her.

"Zhu Zong, your swordsmanship is so powerful, younger than Zhongzheng, and looks better than him. Why do people outside only praise him?" The real person is poor, but the outside person only touts Zhongkai, which makes her inexplicably somewhat unfair.

This matter has nothing to do with Zhongzheng real person, she is not qualified to blame this real person who killed the demon in the realm of the realm, but looking at the face of Yu Zong's pale and beautiful, it is very difficult to have a good impression on Zhongzheng real people. If it is not that the body is weak, it must be better than the real person of Zhongkai. The world will not only know Zhongzheng and not the Emperor.

When Zong Zong lived, he looked at him and held his face for him. He couldn’t help but laugh: "You don't like Zhongzheng real person?"

"That's not it. I just think that you are better than him." I inserted the hairpin that turned into the water-stained sword into the hairpin. "Moreover, I have always helped this person to help me, Zhongzheng real person." No matter how good you are."

This kind of "I think you are good, then you are the best. Others don't know how good you are, others are not looking at the attitude of the little girl", and Zhai Zong used to feel childish and ridiculous, but the words are spoken from the mouth. Just feel cute.

"A silly girl, actually I am..."

"Hey girl." The voice of Lin Biao sounded outside the door. Zhai Zong confirmed that his clothes had been neatly dressed before he walked to the door to open the door. Outside the door, Lin Biao stood in the yard with five auspicious pavilions. He looked down at them. "What?"

Lin Biao looked at Miao Zong and looked at the room behind him: "The auspicious pavilion is worried about the girl's body, so come and see." But why are the people who open the door be the sons, although they do not pay much attention to men and women in the realm of cultivation? To prevent this kind of problem, but a man of a few hundred years old, staying in the room of the little girl in the morning, is it wrong?

After discovering that Zongzong entered the room, Hong Ling felt that he thought more and worried about what happened. So he took the seniors of his sisters and sisters to find the seniors of Lin, and took care of the name of the body of the fairy to let the seniors of Lin take them. Visit the fairy room.

Seeing that Zhuang’s clothes were neatly out, Hongling secretly sighed. It seems that she thinks more, how big is the fairy, and Zong Zong is born in a famous place. It is a high-level person. What kind of woman has not seen it, how can it be such an urgent person?

"You all started?" He walked out from behind Zhai Zong. "Since everyone is ready, let's start now."

"There is no hurry to go back. There are real people and fairies. We don't have to worry about safety. It's better to rest for a few more days, and then go after the fairy body is healed." Ge towel remembers the palm of the unsettled old man in the chest. I can't help but feel hurt.

"Nothing, I am not alive and kicking?" I am worried that there is no rule in the evil practice. She will be more at ease when she arrives at the Lucky Pavilion earlier.

The red diamond that did not make a sound behind the Ge towel secretly observed the ancestral sect. She found that the chilly and ruthless sect of the sect, the eyes of most of them fell on the fairy. Even when the sisters spoke, the other party did not look at them as a disciple. As if they existed, it was insignificant to him, and there was no difference between being and not.

This is a man who is born with a cold heart.

"Zhu Zong." Yan stretched out his hand and removed the sleeves. "Let's go now, okay?"

Mou Zong silent for a moment: "Good."

In front of him, he is hard to say bad.

After experiencing yesterday, when I set foot on the Flying Palace again, I have lost the interest in watching the scenery. She sat cross-legged on the floor, holding a few pages of pages in her hands, and her eyes went out frequently.

Outside, Miao Zong stood by the bar, Lin Biao stood behind him and handed him a flight sign he just received.

The content of the flyer is very simple. The general idea is that the gift he has received has already been received. In the future, he will buy these valuable things. Don’t pay for it, you can let Zongmen fund.

Zhai Zong used the knowledge of God to scan the flying signal several times, and determined that there was no whisper or other meaning. But... 箜篌 The last time I sent it, isn’t a bag of salted fish that the owner can’t sell?

Inside the Yunhua Gate, the newly-introduced disciple saw the words on the plaque hanging at the door saying “Today’s main dish, the double-winged fish”, thinking that they were blind, or the teachers of the dining hall wrote the wrong words, they are so Many disciples, birch fish are not only expensive but also difficult to buy, how can they be used as the main dish?

However, when they came out with the dish, the whole person was awkward, and it was really a bivalve, and it was still a large pot of birch fish. They couldn't help but wonder if Yunhuamen couldn't do the top three sects in the comprehension world. Would it be because they were too extravagant to eat the sect?

Even when some of the most picky eaters came to see a full range of braised salted fish, they followed the silence. He really can't believe that the birch will be made into such an ugly salted fish. What's even more frightening is that Yunhuamen actually put this kind of good thing into the dining hall, even the disciples who are new to them. Too much.

"I have heard it." The younger brother and sister came back with a bowl. "I listened to an inner-door brother saying that these biplane fish were sent out by the sorcerer who had traveled abroad, and the sorcerer sent it back. Let all the disciples taste it."

"Yu Shishu is really powerful." Gao Jianyan expressed his heartfelt feelings, can meet so many birch fish, and is willing to spend a lot of money to buy them back to eat, what a deep friendship?

Returning to think of the beautiful woman who flew in the air on the day of the first entrance to the mountain gate.

The fish in the mouth is swallowed, and the look and feel of Yunhuamen is more complicated. Looking at the entire realm of cultivation, which other sects will take such expensive ingredients and let all the disciples taste?

Shouldn’t it be only for pro-disciples or better-performing disciples to stimulate the self-motivation of other disciples?

Therefore, the entire Yunhua door is so lazy and unobtrusive, there is no reason.

After the Feigong entered the Fengcheng boundary, it landed outside the city gate. Seeing the familiar city gate, the auspicious pavilion disciples can't control the excitement of the bottom of their hearts. If they don't care about the ancestors, they have already ran over.

After entering the city gate, I saw a lot of pedestrians on the road greeted each other with these disciples, and the aunt and aunt looked at them with rice noodles.

"Ge towel girl, my old man sent me a hair loss, can you help me calculate where I lost it?"

"Ge towel girl, please ask me to help me count the lost cows?"

"Ge towel girl..."

Listening to the shouts of the past, I took a few steps back from the sleeves of the ancestors, and said to the singer: "The people's fighting power is endless, we are far away."

“Hey?” Cheng Yi saw that Zhai and Zhai Zong stood outside the crowd, thinking that there was a problem with his eyes.

He is cute and white, very clever and motivated little sister, just pulled the sleeves of other men? !