The Mightiest Little Peasant

"In that memory, there should be a way to enter the endless budget, and there is also the most important thing."

"I don't know, is he erased, or is it other people?"

He thought about thinking, browling.

If the memory is not missing, he is afraid that he has been in the endless holy hurricane, looking for the legendary artifact.

"Although this memory is gone, it can't find a way to enter the endless holy market, but can you start from his other memories, find some clues, squatting, and finally find endless holy hurricane?"

He pondered.

The strange memory, in addition to the paragraph, it is complete, there must be a clue to endless holy market.

People who know, or have been there, they may be clues.

He closed his eyes and once again, it took care of the strange memory.

Although the strange soul is not in his hands, he remembers the clear statement.

"This memory, about ten years, and before this, there is no endless holy hurricane, that is, he is in this ten years, discovering the clues of endless bun, then entering it, "

"Then he is a person, or is it with others?"

"The road to the endless holy market is what he found, or is it another person?"

In his heart, there is a continuous issue.

Ten years, it is not long, but it is not short, he has to figure out this ten years, this old is noble, where, so that you can find some clues.

"Before the memory is broken, he is in the big inflammation domain, Qingluo, that is also his old nest, you can go."

This kind of old, it is called Qian Luo Dasheng, a scattered man, more than a thousand years ago, in Tianzhou is also a small ancestor.

"I have to make it as soon as possible, I've been looking at it. The people of Xia Shi are not stupid. If I can't find me, I will start from other memories, find clues, they will definitely go to Qingluo."

He got up.

After a while, the two gods blunt the mountains and torn open and quickly left.

After two days, the fields of heavy inflammation.

Before a mountain range, it came to two.

A man and a woman, the man is in a gray robbery, a congorious middle-aged man dressing, the woman's white yarn skirt, the posture is some ordinary.

"It is Qing Luoshan, yes!"

Not far from the mountain, the two stopped, and he looked.

On the man's face, it exposed a bit surprised.

In the strange memory, this Qingshan, there should be no one, except for him, it is a few disciples, and some servants are from eight or nine people.

In the eyes, this mountain is a lot of lively, a big faction.

In front of the mountain gate, it is indeed a monument of Qingluo.

"It is a few disciples, which will develop this Qing Luoshan!"

Tang Hao wonders a little, I want to understand.

The neoe of the gods were missing for thousands of years. It has been in the past, and this mountain naturally has changed, and it is not so strange.

"Go in and see!"

Tang Yan figured the shape and passed the past.

These arrays are the old queuing of Yellow Luo. He is in memory, and it can be clear and easy to break in, but not found.

"It's nothing!"

Two people turned around in the mountains and there was no harvest.

"Go see those disciples, from their mouth, you should know some, the old marking." Tang Wei went to the main peak.

The old memory was broken, just here, and next, he went, perhaps his a few disciples know.

"You are?"

The main peak mountain, a hall, the Lord of Qingluo looked at the sudden appearance in front of him, not from the look.

This is not a person in Qian Luoshan!

How can someone can come in in the absence of him without awareness?

Looking at the front of the eyes, his body shape is tightened, just felt a creepy.

These two people must have a lot of gods!

"You don't have to be nervous." Tang Yu smiled.

"Two seniors, you are ..."

Qingluo will get up and sincerely.

"I will ask you something, you answer," Tang Yu Road.

"The seniors are relieved, what do you want to know, even though ask." Queen Luo Zong said.

"I want to know, you have finally seen your Master, which is Qinglu Sheng, when is he left, saying that you have to go, what person?" Tang Yan asked.

"My Master? Do you know me Master?"

Qingluo is the main way.

His Master is not missing for thousands of years?

For so many years, there is no news, he all believes that Master's old man is falling.

Why have you been in the past for so many years, and some people come to the door, ask Master's trace?

"It's aware of you!" Tang Yu smiled.

"That is a long time, there is a thousand years old, I remember, I finally saw my Master, he said to us, saying that it is going to go out, see a friend, narrative. "

Yellow Luozong thought about it and said.

"Friends? What is it?"

Tang Yu asked.

"I didn't say, I said that I was an old friend, I have to go to the narrative, and I still say, I have to come back." Qingluo mainly said.

"Old friend?"

Tang Hao brows picks up.

This old friend is a lot, hundreds are there, which makes him find?

By the way, how many times, it will be explained that the old friend is far away, which can narrow the range.

"No other words?"

Tang Yu asked again.

"Nothing, my Master, he is not too speaking with us, saying that a few words, he will go, then have not come back." Qingluo mainly said.

Tang Yu got the amount of him, but also nodded.

He didn't lie, and he did nothing.

"That's good! Thank you!"

Tang Yu smiled and said that it was a leader.

"Ah! Right, I advise you, it is best to pack things now, run, bring the people of Qingluo, the farther, the better, it is best to have Tianzhou, otherwise you must have big disaster."

I took a step, he turned back to him again, solemnly warned.

His spleen is very good, there is no hand, if you change to Xia, you will directly take the town people, then search the soul, the whole, Qingluo, will also be turned over.

"Seniors, what is this?"

The Lord of Qingluo is heard, and it is horrified.

"Do you know the secret of the beginning ancestors?" Tang Yu smiled and he was deeply.

hiss--!

When Qingluozong was standing, he took a cool gas, and his heart was shocked.

Dare to be disappeared, it is a competition for involuntary artifacts, which will undoubtedly giving him a big disaster.

"Seniors, thank you!"

He knew it, solemnly a gift.

After two people left, he panicked out, knocked the alarm clock, bringing all the doors, hurrying out of the big inflammation domain, and going outside the country.