Transcending the Nine Heavens

“Oh ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" Everyone, including Doo Shi Love, was a long shot and seemed to understand everything. Then he looked at Chuyang with a sympathetic look.

It's too common for such a knife to take love. Especially between brothers and sisters, there are more things that cannot be said.

Chu Yang cooperated very well in making a painful death appearance, holding his head in both hands, curling, ten fingers holding his hair tightly, even caught a lot of hair, enough to see how painful it was in his heart.

“Alas.” Du Shi sighed heavily: “No one should mention this in the future. ”

Eight knights agreed.

Even the old man looking at Chuyang's eyes softened a lot. No wonder the little guy showed despair and helplessness that he was trying to hide when he asked him that day.

“Thank you.” Chu Yang buried his head deeply, thanking Sha Du, said painfully: "Just to complete the last wish of my father, in return for Mr. Do's great grace, disappeared from this world, heh, from now on, the old mountain forest. ”

“What's wrong with a man's husband?” Douche patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry about it. ”

Chu Yang nodded heavily and sighed, but did not speak. Feeling depressed and difficult to solve.

After this, several people in the team changed their attitudes towards Chuyang. Hidden is intimate. Respectful, filial, insane, humiliating, what a rare teenager...

Chuyang's performance completely conquered these people. Even Chuyang himself didn't know that he actually had so many advantages after a moment.

The head man even sighed and patted Chuyang on the shoulder: “Dude, don't do this, look away, man, keep your eyes open, as long as you have silver, there are pretty girls in the kiln. ”

Chuyang nodded in “grief” and raised his head, “forcing” to reveal a smile worse than crying.

Though no one spoke, the eyes of Chuyang were much softer. The weak, whenever they are, attract sympathy.

Even the old man, who had been standing next to the horse and had never stacked with the crowd, sighed deeply, lifted the soles of his shoes and kowtowed the ashes. Those seemingly worldly eyes also seem a little obsessed.

Chu Yang sighed, but in his heart he knew that the level here in Dushi Love was completely passed.

The rest is going to Iron Cloud Country.

Iron Cloud is a bunch of old foxes, not as foolish as Douche.

DUSSE LOVE is a generation of holy hands, legend has it that no matter what the complications, when you get to him, you will be medicated. But he was just a doctor, and with his skill, everyone was polite to him, and when it came to human experience, it was not necessarily possible to go anywhere.

Chu Yang also knows that Du Shicheng's demise after a few years is also due to this matter of the Iron Cloud Country. Later, somehow, Tie Yun Guo Jun's illness leaked. It turns out that Du Shicheng had been poisoning him years ago.

This whole next three days has caused a huge wave.

Du Shi Love also broke out because of this incident, faced the accusations of heroes in the world, admitted this matter, then killed himself in the dark! A generation of medical saints turned into dust and smoke.

Or he was just a doctor, or he was forced to do something, but he did it after all.

Chu Yang did not have any special regrets for him. He did not feel guilty about the deception of taking advantage of Du Shicheng, but in the course of these few days, it was clear that this benevolent saint was not really a bad person.

Alternatively, it's just two countries, each for the Lord.

After all, he is a Dazhao. Finally, it may have just been a victim, becoming the fifth tool to softly conquer the Iron Cloud Nation and then use it to appease the people...

As for the eight knights, Chuyang took a closer look and finally determined. Of these eight, there should be no Golden Horse Knight Hall people!

Looks like these eight men are pure samurai and have no deep heart. And the cultivation is not very high, it should be in the samurai level 5 or 6 or so.

Such a person, meeting ordinary little thieves, should be more than enough, but if you want to fight a master, you can't do it. Looks like Doosevelt just made a cover. The only real master, the old man in a hurry.

However, while Du Shi Love may be a master in itself, I have never heard of how high this Mercy Holy Hand martial arts is in my previous life or in this life...

“Chuyang, how old are you?” At the silence of Chuyang, the mysterious old man came over with a big cigarette stick and asked such a question.

“XVI.” Chuyang is afraid that someone will talk to him right now because of his grief... that's disguised. What if you talk too much? What if you show up?

“Sixteen... it seems you know a lot about men and women early.” The old man gave a dirty smile and two rows of big yellow teeth sparkled. But his eyes still glistened, making Chuyang sensitive to discovery, the old man never came to chill with himself.

“Well, this kind of thing, it's hard to explain what's going on. Actually, I'm still confused.” Chuyang sighed and said, “How many things in the world are always in such calm, but once lost, they become inseparable, huh? ”

“That's a good point.” When the old man heard this, he actually silenced down. It took a long time for him to smile lightly. "It's always calm before he can carve his mind. It's late, go to sleep. ”

After saying this, he sat next to the fire, staring at the beating flame, not saying a word. The flame jumped, reflecting in his dull eyes, and the instant was a little lost.

This surprised Chuyang a little. The old man came to touch his bottom for the last time, which Chuyang knew very well, but why did he give up after saying that?

Thinking carefully, Chu Yang sighed. ‘It is in calm that the mind becomes engraved.’ That's not a random phrase.

Just as in previous life, I and Mo Qiang Dance had been through a lot of amazing things together, but after Mo Qiang passed away, I couldn't help but remember, haunting my heart for a long time, but still those calm warmth, those calm tenderness.

Not those so-called big things!

Man, who hasn't been young?

“Man, who has never been young...” Chuyang thought of this, suddenly heard the old man mumble and say something like he thought in his heart. I couldn't help but stare at him, and the old man turned around and looked at me with a few more smiles.

“Old Gao, don't be young; it's winter on your side.” The chief knight laughed with a wine bag and lifted it up and poured.

The other seven knights laughed.

Old man Gao hummed, suddenly the smoke pot bounced, a little Mars flew out, actually fell straight into the wine bag that the big man had just removed from his mouth.

Half the wine in that bag, so slightly weak that once Mars flew in, there was a bang, the flame stood a few feet high, the knight's head was careless, the hair in front of him was actually half burned. At one point, the smell of a pig's hoof spread.

Can't help yelling, angry: “Old man, are you serious? ”

Old man Gao hummed, grabbed the cigarette pole, and walked away slowly with a ricket.

The chief of the knight threw up his mouth and looked away, but dared not speak anymore.

Chu Yang's eyes shrank sharply, looking at the rickety back of the old man, his eyes revealed a hint of consternation.

Old man Gao this time, looks simple. But Chuyang knew that it was extremely difficult. Half of the bottles, at least three or four pounds, are extinguished immediately even if thrown into a torch. Besides, is it just a little Mars?

This requires eyesight, timing, and strong power support; none of these are the most unscrupulous in Chuyang.

What he's most afraid of is: it's obviously fire-controlled inside! If you can't control the flames, you can't do it! But the ability to control fire... but this is the stunt of Samsung Saints!

Holy Clan?

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< Back home to grow wheat. Growing wheat, somehow a funny joke appeared in my brain, I laughed silly for half a day: I planted wheat in the ground, I harvested a lot of wheat next year; I planted corn in the ground, I harvested a lot of corn next year; if I planted my girlfriend in the ground... >