Transcending the Nine Heavens

By the time everyone had returned to God, it was discovered that Qin's ship had retreated quietly, leaving a great emptiness.

“This... Miss Jun! Young lady!” Witnesses are foolish, screaming, catching up.

The bow of the boat sent a quiet voice from the foothills of King, with a slight calm voice: "I'm sorry. At this triumphant event, the violin withdrew. ”

The big boat slowly drove away, and the man stayed like a wooden chicken!

Exit... Exit?

“What's the point?” The fifth hummed softly, "Whoever wins or loses is already at a glance! What's the use of you witnessing the world! As for the Trinity, it is impatient to provoke hundreds of thousands of secular people to come here to gather! What's the difference between competing for the flowers in the Green House? ”

The people who witnessed the world were speechless for a while and did not dare to respond to the culture of this Dazhao's first powerful figure.

“So it's nothing but altitude.” The flute snorted cold.

“Oh, you think your flute is better than hers?” The fifth gentle and somewhat dissatisfied, he was able to perceive the quintessential attitude of Qin: this grade of contention, has been discouraged from participating!

So he left.

But they're gone, and you're still whining, so you don't know what you're doing! It's not a grade at all. What are you upset about?

“No, she's better than me.” The flute is truthful: “But this gesture, too high, is unpleasant. ”

“If you had reached such heights, so would you.” The fifth one sighs softly and slightly: “This is another area… the heights are freezing. ”

“This is the best way to go, and this triumph will be over!” The flute bites its lips with hatred.

“She's with you, she's not from the world!” The fifth gentle fade: “You should be glad. ”

The flute sighed. “Grandpa, must you have come to tell me something?” She naturally understands the fifth gentle meaning. It's better to end this way than after all the people have said it. At least I didn't lose in the bright side, but I couldn't swallow it at all.

“I want to know about this man.” The fifth gently lit the portrait on the table: "Tell me everything you know, little by little… nothing big. ”

His voice revealed an inviolable command!

“I don't know much about this person… I only knew from his ruined appearance that he had been on Lotus Lake for a long time.” The flute never remembered it before slowly speaking.

“Been on Lake Lotus for a long time...” The fifth gently rubbed his temple, his eyes as deep as the sea.

The flute spoke slowly.

Fifth, gently conjecture, speculate, and then overturn, reset...

The instant has already tangled dozens of possibilities and then ruled them out in your head.

Until the end of the qin, the fifth gentleness has figured out two lines in the heart.

One line: If this man is the Lord of the Nine Robberies, then... what is his purpose here? Why have you stayed so long at Lotus Lake?

This man, after appearing in Lake Lotus and fighting with Wei, returned here… there must be a reason.

Lake Lotus, is there anything... that appeals to him?

Another line: What would happen if you weren't Lord of the Nine Swords? Who would that be? Could it be... King Chu Yan or King Chu Yan?

But either way, this Lotus Lake should be the point.

The fifth gentle mind is thinking violently, but the face is calm.

After the flute said no, he looked anxiously at the fifth gentle, afraid to make a sound, afraid to interrupt the fifth gentle thought.

Now the fifth gentle, in the eye of the flute, is like a mountain that cannot be climbed, you can crush her bones with a single move!

“That's it.” Fifth, open your eyes gently, "he said.“ Anything else? ”

“That's all.” The flute bows its head. She said everything, including her attempts to get the guy to steal the piano. She didn't want to talk about this embarrassment, but she found herself unable to hide anything under the gentle eye of the fifth!

Only one brain can say it.

“Well, for your honesty, I'll give you a word.” 5th Gently Slowly: “If you want to save your own life... immediately hide your name, exit Zhongzhou, in the shortest possible time, go as far away as you can, as far away as you can! ”

“Why?” The flute suddenly turned pale, the moment a blank in the mind, she was just a girl of the music world, now fortunate to participate in these three great meetings, made an idea, if at all costs to become famous, from now on can stay in Zhongzhou, have the opportunity to socialize with the privileged, to achieve the fame of his life!

All eyes open, that's what she wants!

To that end, as a woman, she had done too much, in addition to her own efforts.

Withdrawal from Zhongzhou... isn't that all you've learned in your life?

“No reason.” The fifth gentleman said softly: “This is your own trouble, bear it! If you don't leave, your life is in danger. Even if it is now... can you save your life... it's hard to say! ”

After that, the fifth softly stood up and walked out.

“Please also show me a clear path!” The flute immediately pounded and knelt down.

“Some people, not you can sin!” The fifth softness: “Even if it's just an idea that hasn't been implemented yet, it's a sin to kill in the eyes of some! ”

“Grandpa said... about stealing the piano?” The flute asked with a pale face.

“Nice...” said the fifth softly: “Some people, you can't afford it! Walking around the river and lake, the most important thing is to look at it, and mess with people who shouldn't mess with it... it's not going to be good. ”

After that, the fifth gently disembarked.

The flute stunned two steps back and suddenly fell on the chair, feeling powerless and unable to stand again. She could never have imagined, the same kind of superpower that she couldn't even think about?

Can the gap between this man and this man be so great?

The fifth gentleman just got off the boat and saw Waiko, coming this way. Sighing in his heart, he greeted him and said: "I can't believe Brother Wei didn't leave. ”

“I have one more thing to do.” Weizi said faintly: "It's none of your business. ”

“Nothing happened, did it?” The fifth gentle fade.

“His heart is in pieces!” Waiko stopped and suddenly silenced, "Are you going to protect her? ”

“No." Fifth Soft Jude said: “I just asked her a few questions, which was kind of a favor. But I won't stop Brother Wei if he wants to do it. ”

In the eyes of people like them, even if a thousand people die, it's not about itching. It's just a matter of words.

Weiko hummed, “Fifth gently, if I don't kill her, it's just a flute blower, and I can give you this face. However... we have a person in Bamboo who is going to stay here for a while. ”

“You mean, let me take care of it?” The fifth smiled softly: “Bamboo people, do you need me to take care of them? ”

Weiko laughed: "This is Dazhao, your fifth gentle land. That's what you said. ”

The fifth gentle and rare smile.

In laughter, a man has come before him.

“His name is Jun Qingyang.” Waiko is very easy and casual: “Brother 5th, give more convenience. Ha ha...”

The fifth gentle smile also, he looked at this gentleman, in his 40s, his hair slightly frosty, the color of his eyes and hands and skin tone, can see that this man has experienced some stories.

Some misery!

Even the turbidity in your eyes can raise a sense of life.

This man, he should not be underprivileged in the bamboo. Fifth, he raised his head softly and nodded politely. But there is also a strange feeling in my mind: this person seems to be familiar...

“This gentleman... have we met?” Fifth asked softly and cautiously.

“This is the first time I've been here for the next three days.” Jun Qingyang's voice is strange, there is a kind of metal friction sound, very strange.

“No wonder it's the throne.” The fifth gently paused.

Jun Qingyang, an important figure in bamboo; master of the throne. When he was young, he had been seriously injured, his throat had been slit, and although his life was still great, the entire channel had been destroyed. After the injury, the sound of talking was strange and creepy.

Three-day haunted reputation: the Throne of the Ghost Tone!

Fifth, he knew the man softly, but never saw him. When I heard the voice at the moment, I recognized it. Because of that sound, I'm afraid we won't find a second one in the sky!

“Grandpa can call me a ghost.” Jun Qingyang laughed and said: “Anyway, people have been cursing me like this for decades...”

“Ha ha...” Fifth smile softly. The anxiety suddenly disappeared, "The throne is here personally, what more needs to be taken care of! ”

“He is now wounded and repaired to be somewhat damaged...” Weizi frowned: “So... Brother 5...”

“Brother Wei, don't worry.” Fifth softly and softly: “I dare not exaggerate, but... if Zhao is hurt by my fifth softly tender guest here... that would be a joke. ”

Waiko laughed profoundly: “I believe that. ”

The jun Qingyang also smiled gently. His eyes flashed for a moment. “That would be troublesome. Hold on, I have to go to Lotus Lake once, take a chance, see if I can find Nine Lotus. If not, leave Central State and look elsewhere…………………"

Fifth gently understood. The Nine Festivals Lotus has a well-known trait, which is the healing of sound trauma. It seems that the voice of the Ghost Throne, though not spoken, still cares about its own voice...

“No problem, I'll send someone to help!” The fifth smile gently.

The three laughed against each other; but what was behind each smile… but it was only in their own hearts that they understood…

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< Almost New Year's Eve. Finally, the debt is over, and the double monthly ticket is missed, huh? Someone asked me if I regretted it, and I said I didn't know. But I'm kind of debt free; I don't like the feeling of debt all my life. Huh. >

< Below is a description of this month's update plan, which may last for two more months until the 28th of La Moon. That's the 22nd of this month. I also tried to save the manuscript during this time; after the month of La Moon, it was updated regularly at 17: 00 p.m. on a basic day, because then I went home and there was no internet in my home. Be back early on the 6th or 7th of the month. >

< I'm sorry I let go of your monthly ticket this month. Starting in February, however, every effort will be made to impact the monthly ticket list. It lasts from the next three days to the last three days. And then I want you to stay with me, Warrior Cloud. >

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