Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

Taoist, Taiying Mountain.

The clouds are deep, and the bamboo forest is quiet.

"Is Xiaoma closed?"

Northern Ming sat alone, picking up a cup of tea around him, slowly drinking.

The Tianzong's head is holding a snow, which is a letter from the heavens.

"Yes. Cute disciple always feel that Xiaomei has changed this."

"People always have change." Northern Ming was touched his beard. "Xiaoma can successfully bring the snow, and explain that she has passed the test."

"But this test ..."

Tianzong's head is in listening to some news and knows some content. He didn't know how Xiao Meng passed, but he kept remembers how to close the door, how to be ignorant of the man who took her test.

"Nothing! This is the end of the world, experienced these tests, for the dream of Xiaomeng, no benefits on the doctor."

"What is the meaning of Master?"

"The dispute between the pieces, not only on the rivers and lakes, but also between the chartrooms. The empire opened a school government, and some people were doing a doctor. I also served as a doctor. I also said that the power of the Imperialism is changing. The disputes between the hundreds of members are far from being as simple as it is. "

If there is a feeling of heaven, he nodded.

"I wanted to disappear in the morning, and the farmhouse has also gave birth to a storm, and the rivers and lakes are getting more and less calm."

"If you are not calm, it will only have these two."

"The meaning of Master is that I will involve it."

"Although the Taoist is superior, it is not really super off. This chaotic wind wave, no one can be spared. In particular, the Taoist is divided into two, although it is a door, but it is all the lines. This wind wave will be more The bigger, the sky is hidden, but it has recently been in the rivers and lakes, the more frequent activities. "

"Master is worried about people there will be people."

Beihei has drank a cup of tea, and he has a vicissitudes.

"I am afraid that it will be a person, but it has been involved. In the end, the whole Taoist is afraid."

"So the master is to let Xiaotong to close the door, I am afraid that she is young, is it used?"

"I used to have this worry, but I took it out, Xiaomang took a lot."

Northern Presses were cultivated and sentimental, and the face showed a smile.

"The hundreds of pieces are all in the bureau. The hostile friends have been grateful, and it can be accepted. This game is still long."

The heavenly head is in the hands of the snow. This is a trip to the two turns of Taoist people, representing Taoist. Not long ago, Beihei rarely took this sword and handed over outsiders.

Among them, this is deeply thoughtful in the hearts of the heavens.

"What is the future?"

"As soon as it is often, the mountain is closed, don't ask the world."

"The disciple understands."

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Confucianism, Xiao Shengxiazhuang.

Xunzi closed his eyes, listened to the side, and the pain is playing the music.

The singer of the gentleman is in an elegant.

After a song, Xunzi opened his eyes.

"Yan Road, your pian art has grown."

The road is behind, and it is faint.

When the volts, he has always stabilized him at this time, it seems that it is touched by something.

Xunzi looked in his eyes and smiled.

"When you just enjoy the music, you can't sit, it is still the same. Say, what?"

"Shu, the world is generous, the rivers and lakes are more and less calm. The disciples are just worried, this is not calm, will stop this, will brew more wind wave, will eventually involve Confucianism."

Xunzi listened to this, turned his head and looked at the pain.

"I heard that the family is recently come to Sanhai?"

The second of Xiao Shengjianzhuang is a bit surprised. When his teacher suddenly mentioned Wei Gash. However, Yan Road is truly.

"The father of the child is coming, I put him a few days, let him reunite with his family."

Xunzi listened, nodded.

"Confucianism has long been involved in this wind wave. This wind wave will not be just on the rivers and lakes, more in the championship. Many people in Confucian people are in Xianyang, serve as Dr. Want to avoid it, it can't be avoided. "

The face of the volvence, nature knows, now the dispute between Confucian and Fas is very intense.

The long government of the empire is also very close to the Confucianism, but this will let the people in the Imperial French family can't see.

"What is the little sages?"

"Sanghai's coast, closed door, just like it."

"can……"

I don't understand that it is so dangerous, but why is it so much?

It can be disappeared, and it seems tired and waved.

"You go!"

Since the volts and Yan Lu leave, there is another guest in the huts of the backyard.

"I have seen my husband."

I don't like Confucianism, I have a very rude. It can be a pair of eyes, but the gods are restored, and it is not good.

"What?"

"The child is eating in the hill's Inn, I will leave here right away."

"Your father and son are gone for many years, so soon?"

"The land of Qilu, Luo.com's eyeliner is more. I leave early, and I can have some storm."

Xunzi touched his beard and sighed.

"You are also difficult."

"Seeing the child, thank you for your point of view."

"Sub-repair, no matter where it is, it will eventually become talented. Say, after all, Confucianism owes Hanyang Jun."

Xuanzang arched a gift and once again.

"Now in Xianyang, Confucianism and Family fighting day does not take a day, but the Fa is already in the wind, Luo Network also is close to it. This is, afraid that there will be another storm."

In Confucianism, there are many factions. Xunzi is only one of them.

However, the first of the Fa's family, Ting Yu Lis is the disciple of Xunzi, and the big adult of Fas is also the same.

However, between Confucianism and Fa, it is not there, but it is very fierce.

"How does Hanyang Jun say?"

"In this lauga, it is a hundred internal part of the son, and it is difficult to have a result. The fog is deep, but the hostile is early to keep going."

Xunzi touched his beard, showing a smile on his face.

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

Machine City.

Zhao Shuang is in front of a bamboo slip, and the above is written by the secret language of the ink home.

Heroes, the farmhouse.

Just in the distant Dagu Mountain, there was a thing that was enough to affect the rivers and lakes.

But this thing, but will not make this already unchaulous rivers and lakes more confusing. The hundreds of the members have their own choices in this storm, and the Qinglong plans to continue to control the plan.

The entire rivers and lakes have formed an order and maintain a short balance.

Zhao Shuang stood up and looked at the scenery of the organs and whispered.

"This river is afraid to calm and have a long time."