Shennong Hall.

"Mind, what are you watching?"

Zhu Zhong went to Zhu Jia, seeing a blue face, I don't know what to see?

The stream is flowing, the fish is on the river bank. The water is slightly moved, the fish has been hooked, but Zhu Jia did not have a heart to catch it.

Luo Network was in Wei Wei. "

"Luo Network killed seven masters in Wei Wei this month, captured their swords. I thought that Luo.com met. Mind, this time Luo Network wants?"

"Ling Jian Mountain Villa is Mo Ru Sheng!"

When Zhu Jia said this answer, Zhu Zhong has already understood, why is he worried?

"What is the force to help him?"

"Mo Rui is old with me, I am very talking about the rivers and lakes, I don't want to sit in the hair."

"The righteousness has this heart, you can't tell God of Kuang Hall to guard against Qin Mo. We don't let go. What's more, the skills and principles of the Lordshanzhuang Zhuangzhuang, the threatens, It is not that his opponent. "

Zhu Jia shake his head.

"Luo's most powerful is not a martial art, but the surgery. Minggui is difficult to avoid, and it is proud of the personality. I am afraid that he will never in Luo.

"Is Luo's assassination?" Zhu Zhong smiled, it seems to be a bit unsure, "At the beginning of the Shallow Mountain Villa, Luo Network not only lost his face, but also lost his old." I have no big deal. "

Zhu Jia shake his head and smiled.

"You think that Luo Netola is dealt with, because Luo's network is in the face of the Mojia Congress. But change others, it is different."

"The righteous father does not seem to be very respectful to the Mo Jia Daba?"

"The farmer is not a good strategy. Hero Kui wants to divide the site of the ink home into two, but the Mo Jiada collar has already put down the secret. The strategy of Xia Kui will not succeed."

"The righteous father said Han Di?"

"The Mo Jia Daba has already been in Han Di four years ago, and my farmer has entered the Korean in last year. Although now all goes well, the farmer's power begins to develop to the Central Plains. But the sidelion has already Feel the pressure. I am afraid that once the farmer is turning between the face, Situ Wanli's business is not caught. "

Zhu Zhong still heard the news, can't help but somewhat confused.

"Why don't you tell you this news?"

"The knights are not to know, just have to do this!" Zhu Jia shook his head, sighed, "I am from Weng, let's here!"

The last sentence of Zhu is, it reveals, but let Zhu Zhong's heart fight, it seems to hear some hidden secrets who have never been known.

Weng-law?

Is it!

"Soupe!" Zhu family waved, "The Heroes of the Kui's life should not be saved. I took two disciples to the Ling Jian Mountain, and I would like to participate in the wedding banquet of Mo Ru Sheng. You guard the gods, if There is an abnormal situation on the side of the ink home and immediately told. "

"Yes!" Zhu Zhonghou hand, the eyebrows when looked up, "will bring two people, will it be too dangerous?"

"The Ling Jian Mountain Villa is in the Wei Guo's site, the yellow order is also the old hand of the birth, there will be no problem."

.......................

The Lingjian Mountain Villa, in the quiet chamber.

Luo Network invaded into the village, and he had a reperteration, and the disciples and menacies of the Lingjian Mountain Villa were again.

Seeing that your son is married, Luo Network is so, it is to be in the Wei Guojiang Lake.

If you can't hit Luo, the name of the Ling Jian Mountain Villa is afraid that it is on the rivers and lakes.

Looking at the disciples who were close to yourself in front of themselves, they were sorrowful, but they were numb in the heart.

Later, there is no such thing as it is. At this moment, he feels that his heart is icy, and all the minds will do the evil.

Real gas transpiration. Mo Ru Sheng as usual, I want to try to descend the murder of Mo Xie.

Just, as usual, he still failed.

Struggling from the water-like suffocation, I am looking at the two swords in front of you, sigh sad.

"I have a young sword, and I have already named the world. Why is it now, but it is still unable to master the fifth sword of this world."

The words that have a vicissitudes are in the quiet chamber. Mo is not expected to answer anyone who will answer, but they will ushered in the answer.

"Every sword has its own characteristics. Taicao, pure unparalleled, autumn, Ling Fuzhi ..."

The word is transmitted, and the trace is holding a long sword of the styling, with the temple of Qin Jun.

"Sprinkle!"

I unexpectedly, I didn't immediately summon the masters in the mountain, but I waited for the next thing.

"Every kind of sword is extraordinary, not all of the swordsmen can be mastered. Only in the extraordinary capital, the personality assembly can be controlled. That is to say, every sword has his own master. Al or, There are also high people in the Taoist, not being disturbed by external objects, but can manipulate the swords, for the sword. Just, such a person has several people since ancient times, the name can't wait for her owner, is it vacant? ? "

"what do you want to say?"

The words of the next day seem to have a great temptation. Although I know that although I know the danger, it can be difficult to block the temptation.

"This is the meaning of Luo. It doesn't have to match the swords. It is also possible to control these name swords. That is to let yourself be completely embarrassing, not to control it. People in the rivers and lakes often ridicule. Reverse it as a evil road. Just, whoever can understand, where is the depth. "

"A sent a non-rope!"

Mo Rui took out the dryness, the blood red Jian Feng forward, straight to the next day.

The long sword is pulled out, instantaneous.

Two swords were collided, and the void is vibrating. Mo Rui lost a sharp sword, back, back, back.

"You can't control the dryness now, how can I be my opponent?"

The disciples in the mountains felt an exception, rushing to the quiet chamber, but was blocked outside.

"Don't come in!"

The sun is smiling, I don't hurry to take the dry, I will look at Mo Ru Sheng, I have collected the long sword.

"Think about what I just just now, the so-called righteous evil is really so important?"

The festival has turned over, very fast, the figure will go to the house.

A disciple is loud, chasing the next day. Just, Mo Ru Sheng's heart is stirring, but there is no thoughts on the outside, but it looks at the dryness in his hand, caught in meditation.

Holding the dryness in your hand, feel the front of this long sword. Although this sword is constantly eroding, it will hold it in the hands of the hand, but it makes it a huge joy.

This feeling, in a moment, more than everything.