Transcending the Nine Heavens

“Disappeared... it should be... half a month...” the man shook: “Even the watchman... disappeared with him...”

“Bastard!” Jingmengsoul suddenly stood up, kicked off the table, jumped up and scolded: “A bunch of crap! Bastards! ”

He circled back and forth in the room, yelling like a tiger trapped in a cage, with a squeaky face and a full breath.

I turned around and found the guy still in front of me. I couldn't help but get angry and slap him and shout, “Do you know you look like a diaphragm?! Get out of here! ”

The voice went down, only the man's head flew out directly and busily. There was blood pounding in his neck cavity, but he struck the man's head directly with a slap under his wrath...

“Grass!” Jing Dynasty Dragon rushed out, scolding all the way: “Give it to me! Find out! Even if we dig up 300 people, we have to find him! ”

Everyone around them sees the madness of this first throne, fearful and frightened. None of them dare to breathe one more breath.

“Cha Cha ~ ~ ~” Jing Dynasty's grieving yell: “You fucking bastard aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

In this sentence, he poured almost all of his body's power, and it spread from afar, and it was heard from afar.

Among the voices, the kind of exhausted stillness of extreme impatience, depression, sorrow and impatience to vomit blood, made all those who heard a heavy sigh: what exactly made this child make such a sound? Even if you took off your clothes and fed the horses with Spring Medicine and rotated a thousand horses into the army stable, you wouldn't be so sad, would you?

Chuyang looked into the mirror and carefully made up. Foothill and Uiko watched him from his present appearance to another person, left and right, and he could not see the shape-shaped gaze in any way, it was inevitable to wonder.

A man from around the season standing in front of him, including the torment of the frost in his eyebrows' hair, and the passing of his eyes! That inadvertently flowed out of darkness, the faint loss and confusion of the passing years revealed in the retrospect...

Even at the foot of King's foot, if you suddenly see it, you will think that it is Jun Qingyang himself in front of you.

As for the authentic ‘Jun Qingyang’, immediately after Chuyang completed his transfiguration, he dressed up as a rough and luxurious man and immediately disembarked, disappearing into the sea of the blind...

His mission was just to show up; then he could go back to the middle three days! In the next three days, there is only one Jun Ching Yang - true or false!

The three of them sat at the table and celebrated with wine.

“Qingyang, I didn't expect you to have this hand.” Weiko held the glass and looked at Chuyang with a smile. "How did you fake the mulberry between your eyebrows? You taught me. ”

“It's simple...” Chuyang laughed bitterly under a glass of wine: "As long as you say goodbye to your beloved, your beloved will die in your arms... then you will be betrayed once more by your own dearest brother, and your life will be lost to hate. Then live this life again with your memories… I promise that even if you were a baby, you would have a sense of sanity in your eyes. ”

“Hahaha...” Wei Zi laughed tears, backwards and forwards: “Dead once? Live again? Ha ha... you are so funny, his grandmother dropped, the book really didn't expect you to make jokes like this. ”

“But this way you can really understand the taste of life.” Chu Yang's serious expression only provoked another laugh. For such a thing, whoever may or may not believe it.

Like you and me, all of a sudden one of our friends stood in front of us and said, "Hey, man, I'm born again! I remember you going to dinner in your last life... I don't know how you reacted, anyway, I will copy an entity's arrogance on the spot Nine Heavens in a flash and shoot it continuously until you die: Grass, you think you are Chu Yang! ……

“Wow, this is going to work.” Foothill smiled and looked at Uiko with great eyes. "I just don't know... if it's true, who died in your arms? ”

“Cough...” The prince coughed wolfly and stood up: “I'll get the wine...”

A glimmer of resentment appeared in the eyes of Foothill.

When Weiko came back with a pot of wine, he met Chuyang with a profound look. He couldn't help but blush. "Why are you looking at me like this? ”

“Brother Wei, ask you a question.” Chu Yang said faintly: “With your fix, how long can you live? ”

Weiko laughed: “This boy, come and touch my seabed again.” He sighed with his glass for a while, "If it's not fatal, it's not in someone else's hands… there should be hundreds of years and thousands of years to live? ”

He uses an uncertain tone.

Chu Yang smiled and said: "If you had regrets when you died... did you have a chance to make it up to you again? ”

“…” Wei Zi looked at him, suddenly without a word, silenced for a while, a long sigh of sigh, said: “This life knows what to do? ”

“Nice.” Chuyang sighed softly, also a glass of wine poured into his throat, fingers patting gently on his thighs, softly moaning: “Is this life coming to life? When's Fanghua Red? Who says there's nothing to be sorry about in this valley? ”

The prince shuddered and just stopped in the air with a glass, but the drink suddenly splashed out, crackling on the table and staining the wine.

“Just like this wine stain… it still smells like wine at the moment, slowly dries up and leaves only a trace. But even after thousands of years, this table could not be denied that there was once a stain of wine that disappeared on itself and died.” Chuyang sighed softly: “So is man! ”

Wei Zheng lowered his head and said silently. It seemed that his heart was making a difficult choice. After a long time, he looked up and poured the remaining half of the glass of wine into the mouth. He swallowed it carefully. "Although it wasted a lot, I still drank the vast majority of the wine. My life… there will be no regrets. ”

Chuyang Haha laughed. Pick up the bottle, pour yourself a glass, take it up and drink it all up. “It's a shame if you waste a drop of wine like this..."

Wei Zi smiled. “But it won't be wasted again. Ah Lu, don't you think?” The next sentence is a salivating face to the foothills of King.

Junlu's beautiful face, hands and feet, a generation of qin is perfect. At this moment, he is as shameless as his little daughter. His hands and feet are chaotic. "I don't understand what you're talking about... two grown men are drunk and talking nonsense... nor are they ashamed...”

“Mm-hmm, I admit I was drunk... talking nonsense.” Chuyang hey hey smile: “Brother Wei, let me toast you again. This wine is delicious. ”

“That's, that's.” The prince smiled and moaned: “This is the wine of this boy! It's not tasty, is it? ”

“Ha-ha-ha...” The two of them pushed the cup and drank extremely lively.

At last, Gunlu couldn't stand the two of them talking more and more explicitly. He hummed and stood up in disguise. He was ashamed and happy and panicked and shouted: “I can't stand you... hum! ”

Slim waist twisted, leaving a breeze of incense, disappearing.

“Weird... we had a good drink, why was she suddenly shy?” Chuyang laughed loudly.

“Ha ha... she's afraid I'll be drinking tonight..." Waiko danced and laughed. Suddenly, one shoe flew out of the other screen and hit him right in the head. There's a clandestine ‘hum! ’

Pleasure for two.

The sound of the violin, this time, lacks the previous kind of high, becomes tangled, seems to be a deeply affectionate pair of good things of men and women finally harmonious; reveals the young girl's shame and joy satisfied, and there is a little bit of anticipation... joy and joy.

Chuyang Haha laughed and stood up in the cup. "Hey, you have a drink, I don't have one. Go back to sleep.” I can't help pointing my finger at him, “you poor mouth, I don't know when I can change it, don't spill your wine...”

“My wine, it won't spill.” Chu Yang smiled and turned around.

The sound of the violin changed and rose with deep gratitude. Chu Yang coaxed to listen, but it was a song called "Xie Jun En".

The corner of his mouth revealed a deep smile, and he laughed. “I am not an emperor. But... really want to thank me..."

He squeezed his eyes at Uiko: "You owe me one more time. After a while, I'll go to the middle three days to find you. ”

Weiko picked out his eyebrows and said: "If you take your good wine… I won't be stingy. ”

“Definitely.” Chu Yang laughed and swung away. This time it's really back to bed.

Wei Zi sat quietly at the table with a smile in his mouth and mumbled: “If you had regrets when you died... did you have a chance to live again to make amends?? ”

Suddenly he shook his head, and the man shouted, “This life knows what to do? When's Fanghua Red? Who says there's nothing to be sorry about in this valley? Good poem, good poem. Chuyang, I really appreciate you now. ”

And after that, he stood up and whispered, "We're done here, but can't we have that drink?” He frowned and took two steps: “If you don't want to drink it, you have to drink it! ”

Just rushed in.

At this moment, a voice sounded softly: "Can you? Five, see you gently! ”

The prince stopped and the puppet stood still. It took me a long time to spit out my hateful mouth and scold: “This bastard came at a bad time, the book just wanted to go for a drink... it was so hard to hold, he came...”

Pfft! A pillow flew out of the inside and hit him in the face. “Why don't you go?" cried the embarrassing voice at the foot of King. ”

Weiko sighed a long time and turned around to go outside; his heart darkened: “Fifth gentle, you better give me a reason! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! ”

Step by step.

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< I didn't expect the fourth and even more so until 5: 00 in the morning... I changed it three times and finally wrote down a little bit of the rhyme I wanted. Ha ha... >

< Indemnity due is complete. > (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)