Legend of the Great Saint

Kim Fugui doubted whether he had heard wrong, his impression of Li Qingshan remained a few decades ago, also because of Qingqing, not angry monks not far from Tianlong Zen Court to come to the rescue scene.

“The boy is so fierce, if he doesn't come to teach us old guys a lesson, I won't dare to teach him a lesson! ”

Yue Wuyang was also somewhat emotional in his hatred.

“What are you two whispering about?” Gu Yanshadow walked over.

“Say you're old. I should have let you wear my clothes.” Kim Fu Gui smiled.

“Forget it, I hate gold. ”

Gu Yan Shadow said, his eyes looked at the flowers and praised them. It felt like he had changed a lot. It was very different from the “little flower” she remembered, and it was a little strange that he appeared here.

Flowers praised her, turning her head and smiling at her.

Gu Yanshadow laughed, but felt strange and alienated. Thinking about it or not, it might not be a bad thing for him.

At this moment, Ji Xuanyi suddenly walked in the direction of Xuanyin's lord and the princess. This bold gesture suddenly calmed down the hall and all eyes converged.

Who knows the hatred of these two great gates, Ji Xuanri is the Prince of Qingzhou, but behind him is the sword.

“Xuan Jie meets the Concubine, and the Patriarch, who has been gone for many years. The Patriarch's style is still undiminished! ”

Ji Xuanri still had a smile on his face, as if he was not in front of the great enemy of the Hidden Sword Palace, but his two elders.

“His Royal Highness is better than a day. ”

The lord of the Xuanyin Sect turned slightly and squeezed out a smile, becoming more and more gloomy.

“Prince, we just met a while ago, didn't you want to kill me? ”

The princess caressed the cat in her arms and looked disgustingly at Ki Xuan Il. The words made the atmosphere of the entire Daxiong treasure palace a stiff one.

King Chu Li was talking to the fearless monk. Hearing this, he frowned.

Ji Xuanjie seemed more and more modest: “The Concubine misunderstood, Xuanjie never cared, I...”

“Get away from me, I'll be sick when I see your face! ”

Psychedelic closed her eyes, but not just to humiliate Ji Xuanjie. This face, this name, reminds her of the person she lost.

Ji Xuanjie's smile was slightly stiff. He wanted to come and show the future of King Chu's courtesy, but he didn't expect the Psychic Princess to really not look at it at all. He wasn't even afraid of evil King Chu Li. "What a crazy woman! ”

“Bitch, don't embarrass your face!” Ming Fei's hand pressed the handle of the sword and drank, "Xuanjie, ignoring what this bitch is doing, didn't come yet. ”

"'It's a mother and son,' said the concubine. 'It's disgusting, too! ”

“Amitabha Buddha!” The fearless monk Gao Xuan Buddha, the audible shock palace, came out to play the roundabout, “The Pure Land of the Buddha Gate, can the two princesses give the old monks a face, let go of their grudges for a while and live together peacefully? ”

The face of the fearless monk, looking at Qingzhou and the whole world, few people will not give it, but there happen to be two women here, and they are two angry and offensive women.

As if she hadn't heard the fearless monk, Ming Fei sneered: “Some bitches are dead children, looking at our mothers and sons together, nature is jealous of the madness! ”

The fearless monk shows a helpless expression. If you don't give face, give face!

“You...” the concubine opened her eyes and her face grew pale, which was the greatest pain of her life, full of resentment: “I will surely kill you and kill all those who hide the Sword Palace. ”

The fearless monk and the angry monk looked at each other and laughed bitterly. After this celebration, they wanted to negotiate against the flying locust king, but now even the celebration is about to be stirred up. It is inevitable to blame the Prince of Xuanjie for not picking a time.

“Shut the fuck up!” King Chu was furious, a huge atmosphere swept up, and the wind roared in the hall.

Wang Chu was angry and Qingzhou vibrated. Even though the Great Brother had to be shocked, it was still useless.

“What, are you still protecting this bitch? She said she was gonna kill me! ”

“This is ridiculous. Men who can't even protect their children have the face to give orders! ”

The concubine and the concubine pointed their spears at King Chu, and this is perhaps the only common language that remains between them.

King Chu's chest fluctuated, apparently to the extreme, but this anger could not be released.

The scene couldn't be cleaned up, and a voice suddenly rang: "Father, please be angry. ”

However, this voice is not from the mouth of Ji Xuan Il, but from behind the temple. It is a woman's voice, flimsy and heartbreaking.

In the trance, everyone smelled a faint sandalwood. Only a woman came from behind the palace, dressed in white moon, spotless dust, a long black hair, dripping to the ground, beautiful face like a woman, the footsteps are as light as the emptiness.

“You are...”

Chu Liwang slightly flashed, and in the moment, a subtle sensation emerged, which is the connection between the physiology and bone blood.

“Yes, what did you say?” The fearless monk raised his eyebrows.

“Father? Am I hearing this right? Well, my ears don't seem to work very well today.” Kim Fu Gui passed it on to Yue Wuyang next door.

“I also doubt that I heard wrong, as far as I know His Majesty King Chu does not have such a daughter, eh, don't you think!” Yue Wuyang sounded surprised as if he remembered something.

The brothers were also amazed and talked about, “She meant it, she was young, but what happened to the father?” 'Did you hear the pain of the bereaved son of the Phantom in the back and want to recognize the stepmother? ”

But even those who said this did not believe in their speculation. This is too sudden. The Buddhist disciple was meant to cut off the edge of the dust, and he was so talented, he didn't need to climb the dragon to attach Phoenix.

“Coming?” Gu Yan Shadow smiled slightly.

“Goose Shadow, what do you know?” Kim Fu Gui Dao.

“You'll see.” Gu Yanshadow said with great interest.

King Chu stared at Xiao 'an. Tens of thousands of possibilities also appeared in his mind. They were all ruled out. At first, there was only one name left, the most likely and most unlikely name, still some unbelievable:

“Are you… Xuan Yue!? ”

“I called that name, Father. Remember!” Xiao An looked at King Chu Li with a smile, overlapping the shadow of his memory.

The moment she walked out of Xiao 'an, she held her breath, her eyes locked on her dead, her delicate body slightly trembling, a red light on her pale face, muttered: “You are... my moon...”

Xiao An bowed slightly to King Chu Li and came to the princess, holding her hands gently: “Mother, I am back. ”

It's time to take back everything you've lost.