Mo Lin (Evil come)

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Down the mountain,

The steps of the mountain pass, because the Taoist's destroyed pilgrims, so that the weeds on both sides have already passed, and some places are negliamentary because of being moved.

Zheng Fan's speed is not slow, slowly walking, it is normal, but he is closed.

But in Zheng Fan's "Vision", he saw the road in front.

Especially in front of it, there is a mirror.

There are brothers or sisters at home, and I may feel similar feeling, before, your brother or my sister is walking, you shout while smiling, excitedly running, taking their hands.

Al or,

In the sea, when you are in a hurry, suddenly I saw a familiar figure, in an instant, your pupil finally found the location of the focus, the whole person, all in it.

while walking,

Zheng Fan suddenly found that there is also a person who is holding his trousers.

Lower down,

No accident,

It is a magic pill.

He is still a look of a baby, but it is not afraid that he is not afraid of he is not afraid of being filled with a violent emotion, but it seems to shrink.

In the eyes, with a fear, even, dare not look at the front.

He is very afraid, he is afraid, it is the figure that walks in front.

In fact, it is not a blame of the magic pill, which is now a blind man, and it has been ,, if the Lord is a field, it may not be a kind of happiness, but a kind of difficult torture.

In the heart of the magic pill, with extremely clear love and hate, he rarely hides his emotions, because he has never grown up, even if he is short but "long" in life. The feeling of "growth".

A child is unfair;

I have known the existence of "Spirit" around Zheng Fan, which is not particularly rare, and the monster is not depressed.

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According to the reason, he and Zheng Fan sat down, in fact, it is also a kind of monster, and it can be said to be a kind of beast. It is far from the spirit.

Moreover, the night, he wars the fire of the fire in the palace of the Chu Guofeng.

Maybe

Some things in the eyes of ordinary people will cause horror and panic or greed and seek ꓹ but in the field,

Also

How about this.

Zheng Fan stopped,

Bending waist

Put the magic pill and continue to go down.

The Magic Pills were closely grasped by Zheng Fan's arm. After the eyebrows, I saw that I was very lost and slowly released, but I didn't fight against Zheng Fan.

The head of the head, the chest of Zheng Fan is the decision not dare to look back.

road,

Continue to walk,

And the road, always is the road.

There is no such altitude or walking into Zheng Fan or the mortal memory picture of Zheng Fan or a mirror.

Because Zheng Fan is in the last life, it is the delivery of personally, he will keep some preferences and habits of our last life, but there will be no more nostalgia;

Field mirror,

He is awake,

Even the fire into the demon is a luxury.

It is possible, what is the side of this road and wonderful, but the first-order steps step down, walk, in the heart, becoming more and more peaceful.

The heart is like a water, if the heart is ice, the sky is not shocked, all things have passed away, I am from the sleeves;

These have no, the heart, describe, and manage him is true and false. At this moment, there is no longer worth thinking.

This is a high degree of highness and is also different.

at this time,

Zheng Fan suddenly understood,

Why can you let the swordsman will fall in a word.

On the way of cultivation,

If you are a adult, you are just a child, a child.

Children will recite many ancient poems,

What spring silkworms go to the dead silk, and the wax torch begins to dry;

What ten years of life and death, do not think, self-destructive;

What was ill, Mo is sleepy, and the gambling book has a splashing tea, and it is very common.

You have a very smooth, asking you what you mean, you can explain and describe it.

But you carry back,

look up,

I found that the adults around you, his face, but it was tears.

the difference,

it's here.

Those words you have before, in fact, just understand, not sentiment.

And your own heart, in fact, you can't stand quiet, impetuous, very heavy.

Not only because of your own love freedom, some of the reasons are the experience of Jin Ge Tiema, let your energy are greatly dispersed.

The martial arts, he is indeed persisted, but the heart of the military said is true.

This is why, ancient times, it is rare to cross;

This is why,

In this world,

There is only one field.

The avenue is fifty, and the heaven is four or nine.

There is no absolute, it is difficult to ponder, when you want a knife, you will always let you see an exception, however, you look carefully, you think carefully, but find it, this accident, it is really an accident, it is better to cut it. go with.

while walking,

I really have forgotten the time, I have forgotten the week, my heart, only quiet and peacefulness left.

at last,

Go to the mountain.

No kindness, the world is suddenly cheerful;

There is also no low drink, double eyes, changed a twilight;

There is no such thing as the world, it's okay, self-doubting, go back to hope, panic;

Zheng Fan doesn't even know when he opened his eyes.

I don't know if I am going to the mountain.

Everything is everything, such as water to the stream, and it is not shocked.

Looking down, the magic pill is not in his arms, the stone is still;

And your own hand, I also put down early;

This is not a dream, nor a god tour, really just, from the mountain, simply a single place, go down.

Open the arms,

Zheng Fan deeply sucks a breath,

Suddenly,

Everything under this night, there is a beautiful beauty that makes you feel happy.

"Is it tired?"

The field of mirror, sounded from Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan returned to the head, looked at the old land and laughed;

"This feels, Xuan and Xuan."

The realm is not loose, and there is no way to break through the last step;

In the past, I have been telling and relieving myself, and the speed is not reached, breaking through the time;

Now, Zheng Fan can clearly feel, break through, only the problem left.

Perhaps after a month, maybe it is three months later, maybe it is half a year;

When it is, it will arrive, it will come, it will come.

"Your understanding is actually very high." Tian mirror said.

"I have been thinking about it."

"Come slowly, you practice martial arts, but time, completely come. In fact, the way of cultivation, as a march, the most grateful.

Your previous state, very good. "

"But why, no effect?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Because yourself, in fact, it is not confident in this state."

Zheng Fan heard, nodded.

Field mirror reached out, pointing to the mountain road behind the mountain,

Tao:

"Zheng Fan, then look at this mountain."

Zheng Fan saw the past.

"What is the mysterious and mysterious?" Fair mirror asked.

This is the previous Zheng Fan to answer the field.

"Sports and Xuan, is a square, is the heaven and earth?" Zheng Fan tried to answer and explain.

Field mirror shook his head.

"It's the silence of moisturites, it is quiet, is it a clever mark?"

As you get down on the mountain;

It seems that many different things are very different, the facts, there is no real thing, and even when I whipped, I don't remember.

Field mirror shook his head again.

"Is it fate? Is it a kindness? Al or, it is a kind of fit in the midst of Ming? It may be some kind of contract to be between heaven and earth?"

Zheng Fan began to move the answer in the question bank;

I look forward to a mortar to touch the death.

Field mirror opening:

"I still remember that the Hidden Master in the last year, I entered my Gyeonggi, and I went to Yan Yanlong pulse?"

"remember."

"Have him?"

"I heard that it is."

That day, a black dragon was above the Dawang Palace, and was taken by the Tibetan Master as the 12th Benlian.

Many people in Yanjing have swayed the vowed to say that he heard the black dragon mucklers from the direction of the palace.

"Then the king asked you again, my big Yan, did you die?"

"No death, and in the next few years, my big Yan iron rid of the landing of the land and the war."

"Society, is it over?"

"No."

"The country is broken, is it?"

"No."

"You or you can answer this king, is the body of Your Majesty, because the dragon pulse was ruined by the foundation."

"I ... I thought of this."

"Your body, this is not good, from Yong Pingyuan, now, it is not easy."

"Yes."

"In your opinion, I will have a crisis that I will override. To tell the truth, tell my heart.

Zheng Fan has a lip,

Tao:

"I think, in this world, there is no immortal Dynasty."

"Yes, Dashi may die after Dashi, maybe II, may also pass the emperor for hundreds of years, thousands of years;

and so,

Where is the dragon pulse of the Tibetan Master? "

"Wang Ye ..."

Field mirror;

"Answer, what is Xuan and Xuan?"

"Yes……"

Field mirror is smiling,

Give an answer:

"Guoshi, refining, poor, self-proclaimed against the sky," known as the road to bullying, in fact, as you have walked through this mountain road.

Bullying, after all, they will not be self-deceived, after deceiving, they can deceive sentient beings, all beings are deceived, fake, and naturally become true.

The so-called refining, the so-called Mang Shi, in the eyes of the king, and there is no difference in the rivers and lakes, nothing more than the former, the face is still in the mountains, the latter, the latter, the road.

And the so-called mysterious and Xuan,

Letter,

Do not believe,

that,

Fart is not. "

Zheng Fan is thinking.

"The heavens and the earth are vast, since you are sitting in the location of my big Yan Ping, in the future, it will not have to encounter these.

It may be fortunate, it may be a heaven, it may be prophecy.

In short,

Everything is all as mysterious and mysterious;

The letter has, no faith;

People who will say this, there are a lot, but they can really do, and less.

You are the mountain under the shadow of the king,

Then remember this sentence of the king,

Don't let your life,

Be convinced,

No one in this world can calculate another person's life. "

Zheng Fan suddenly thought of the prognosis of the devil;

next moment,

Zheng Fan is nod,

Tao:

"I understand."

"Know that these, after that day, even if your realm is stopped in five products, but the guards around you, I want to take directly to you and becomes, it is also impossible.

It is the so-called big energy of the door outside, I want to make you, you can hold it, an unbelievable, you can abolish their seven seven eight eight.

leftover,

Nothing is similar to the Sleeping of Wei Zhonghe, but the sword of Judan is worth it, it is worth mentioning;

The so-called flying sand peers, nor is it difficult to obey. "

Speaking here,

Field mirror looked at Zhengfan,

Continue:

"If you really have that day, you can't hold it, you want to think about this day, think about this mountain road."

Zheng Fan took a deep breath and bite his teeth.

He is keenly feels that he will never be targeted;

and so,

This indicates that you will be next, may you encounter some specific situation?

"it's dark."

"Well, ah?"

"Back."

"it is good."

The two heads have been left in the mountains, and they are boring to stand on the ground.

One side,

Like a snoring, it is like a stay.

Between the beasts, it is nothing to do with each other.

But you have to make them any contradictions, it's impossible, because of their masters, so good to be like the two.

I finally waited until the figure of the two came back.

The two heads slowly got up and smashed the chopcranades on their own;

The head of Jingnan Wang hung nose is extremely proud of Zheng Fan's head.

The head of Zheng Fan took a rope under his neck at this time, and the body was fettered, and the black fish scales "flowing" previously closed, and the whole body was perfectly covered.

It can be described as a mighty!

Jingnan Wang's ,

Zheng Fan's proudly raised his head,

This can be the existence of two to the high devil, personally forged for himself.

It is a custom-made, but also increased the speed of the might offending, while reducing the amount of movement and burden as much as possible, the most important thing is enough!

This set of ghosts, spending a lot of effort, but, this is necessary, who is called home on the battlefield?

Here,

Dragonfly, the squad, how long is it?

Zheng Fan, who was went, pumped on his head.

"Snapped!"

Zheng Hou Ye said:

"Casser gain, do you know how much this is?"

At this time,

Jingnan Wang's actually took the initiative to Zheng Fan,

With your mouth, I met my mouth and touched Zheng Hou, and then changed it in the direction.

Zheng Fan's , the nose is so thick, and it is full of beast eyes!

Zheng Hou Ye is generous,

Reach this head,

Dao;

"Waiting for this time, I will give you a set."

Finish,

Zheng Fan looked at the field.

The field and mirrors are sitting up.

Tao:

"It will come to you."

.........

Next day,

Ten thousand Jingnan army, the middle army, autumn, the city, to escort their prince and Pingxi Hou Ye, to Yanjing!

Almost on the same day,

In the west,

Desert edge,

Zhenbei Wang rides his own ,

Facing a family of rear to send,

He smiled,

Shout:

"But I will die, go, go to Beijing, eat roast duck!"

That night,

The nine-five supreme among the back garden,

Not afraid of the evening cool,

Under the help of Wei Zhonghe

Take the highest viewing building in the back garden,

Something is expected.

then,

His tired;

Wei Zhonghe took a chair and let your Majesty sit down.

Your Majesty looked at the west, and looked at the east.

At last,

Put your hands on your knee position,

Gently patted,

Tao:

"coming soon."

"Yes, Your Majesty, according to the last report, then calculate the day, fast."

Yan Huang Wei,

Looking at Wei Zhonghe,

Exposed a smile that lives after living in the back garden,

Dao;

"I didn't seem to have a dream last night."

Seeing that the swallow face hangs a smile,

Wei Zhonghe immediately smiled and slammed down,

Tao:

"Your Majesty can be a dream of Xiangrui? Slave, congratulations."

The dream of the emperor, the nightmare, that is a warning; a dream, that is Xiangrui.

Son, emperor,

The child of the sky, there is a sense of God!

Wei Zhonghe raises this, and it is also the rules in the palace. Of course, this is subject to a sense of view.

Yanhuang open mouth;

"I have a dream, Liang Ting came to find a chicken leg to eat, don't give it, he still wants to fight.

later,

I cheat a grouper, saying that the family is big, and the family of the family is never lacking. Just deceived Liang Ting to the Tian family to see Tianshi. "

Speaking here,

The smile on Yan's face is more rich.

Continue:

"Caqi, I met the mirror, he actually pointed at the and Liang Ting, and we were the prodigal son, I did not know the number of gifts;

You said that I am not laughing, although the mirror is small, but at that time, he is actually gone, and when he follows his father, the family is awarded wine.

you guess,

What is the next? "

Wei Zhonghe asked in a curiously: "Hey, what is it?"

In fact, in the heart of Wei Zhong, some acid, because of this story, he has long heard, Your Majesty, I have said.

But now, but still says that I will have a taste of Jinjin;

"I let Liang Ting will play a mirror, and play his nose and swollen, huh, hunts, huh, huh.

Later,

Liang Ting said,

Merchant

this life,

He can only play this mirror, and later, it is afraid that there is no chance. "

I pointed to Liang Ting.

Laugh:

"You want to play, don't look at the face, even if you are a little scorpion, as long as you don't obey, you have to pack it when you pack it.

Result,

Liang Ting looked at it,

A face is almost red,

Finally, I can't help but laugh:

"Brother, you will have some good to the nephew, your little scorpion, you can't make it, I have used it to make it full, it can be used to fight the kid, he is too big;

Estimate,

this life,

It's really a chance to be heard, because it is afraid that it is really complete. "

Yanhuang said,

Some eyesight wet,

Wei Zhonghe immediately took out his hand, carefully wanted to help his eyes, but he was pushed away by Yanhuang;

Yan Huang wiped his eyes on the side of his eyes and continued to laugh;

"Hey, can n't you play, huh, huh.

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