Transcending the Nine Heavens

“I won't say anything, I'll take a pound of it myself later, put it on my bed and drink it slowly.” The golden man danced with his hands and his face was all red with excitement: “Get up in the morning and have a drink, go to sleep at night and have a drink...”

Xuan Long Sky was also a little excited, but he still said, "In this white fog, do you divide the morning and night? One morning, one late? You're good. ”

“Er...” The golden coat was hit hard.

With these tea bottoms, Chu Yang's relationship with these three people has warmed up again! Upgrade!

From the beginning of the stranger to the beginning of the first encounter, now back and forth, the kung fu of half a cup of tea, reached the intimacy of the brotherhood as if on a rocket.

“Brother ~!” The golden man on the left slapped Chuyang on the left shoulder: “You are so funny! I recognized you as a brother! Thanks... hahaha... what a great tea. ”

“Dude!” The golden man on the right slapped Chuyang on the right shoulder: “Not bad, I won't say thank you to Yang Zong, everything is in my heart! ”

Suddenly the two big slaps couldn't prevent Chuyang from sitting on the ground with one voice and one ass. Though his body can withstand tremendous strength, the chair sitting under his ass can't. So I sat underground.

Someone with a cold ass had to get a black line.

“Hahahaha...” Everyone laughed with laughter when they saw Chuyang's wolf condition. The two women laughed especially, as if the branches were trembling.

There was suddenly no sense of alienation between the people.

“Brother, tell us, what is the Nine Heavens like? ”

The three of them demanded simultaneously.

“Nine Heavens mainland, that's a long story to say...” Chuyang began to shrug.

The three of them heard the smell.

It depicts the terrain of the mountain river, depicts the humanities, depicts the customs and folklore… The mouth of Chuyang is hanging river, and it seems to be able to say so all the time.

The three of them tasted good from the beginning and slowly became interested, and there was a bit of clamour.

Because this is just a description of this… For the humanities of the Nine Heavens continent, or the terroir, there is nothing at all to do with… or what the three of us really want to hear, this is nothing to say.

Even no shadow implication at all.

The sky still holds, and although it is a calm face, it still listens carefully.

However, Yan Fei and Yang Zong on one side obviously couldn't hold their breath. He hesitated half the time. At last, Yan Fei's mouth ended. He looked like a hedgehog sitting under his ass. He said: “Well, besides these... is there anything else... heroic? Or a century war... hero or something? ”

“A hero? Are those legendary myths or something?” Chu Yang's face is unclear: “Most of those words are exaggerated, blown to the brink, what is there to say... you want to hear about this? ”

Yan Fei stumbled, couldn't hold his throat spit, but he didn't dare to say what he really wanted for a while, just floating in the sky with his eyes.

“When we were there, there was also a legend, although a little exaggerated, not too exaggerated…" At the urging of the two brothers' homicidal eyes, Xuanxuan finally unwillingly opened his mouth, but as soon as he opened it, the original clear voice was a little dull, during which he coughed.

“At that time, we remembered that at that time… and… and…" Xuan Long Sky said: "There are also… the legends of the Nine Swordsmen, and… the Nine Robbery Brothers… Those people are not necessarily legends, but they are always the choice. I wonder if the little brothers have heard similar legends? ”

Speaking of this sentence, the three people looked at Chuyang with burning eyes at the same time. In their eyes, there was infinite tension after infinite anticipation...

Though deceived.

Though deceived!

Even though he was murdered, he was almost exploited to death...

But they always... want to know, something.

For example... the brothers whose souls were scattered... the boss... how is it now?

Is there any legend about him in the river and lake...?

In this battlefield, warriors against the Warriors, many of them like their own brothers, have suffered.

We know each other's identities, but… deep exchanges are largely absent, especially in relation to that harrowing bone marrow experience of the year, and nobody really wants to mention it.

I can't look back, but I still want to know if the deceased is here!

Today, this Chu Yang in front of us is a serious flying man, unlike other people from the Nine Heavens, who do not know the inside of the Nine Robberies. Instead, everyone has the courage to ask about some related matters.

But of course they wouldn't have thought that this time they would have accidentally collided and completely found the righteous - they wouldn't dare ask about the Nine Robberies of all generations. But all of a sudden, he asked the master of the Nine Robbery Swords!

“That's what you're asking! You said this...” Chu Yang's face revealed a sad divine color, said: “This thing is so tragic... I did deliberately avoid this topic first, but when it comes to the legend of our Nine Heavens, legend, we can't skip the legend of Nine Robberies anyway, but this legend is so tragic, so I've been avoiding mentioning this tragic problem, but I didn't think... you asked this question... hey ”

“Tragic? Too tragic? How can you say that?” The three of them sat upright at the same time, staring at the boss.

That thing... I don't suppose that person would have propagated it himself? He should have infinite scenery. How could he be miserable?

And it still looks like it's all over the world?

“Almost everyone in the Nine Heavens mainland now knows about it... but everyone has the same attitude, that is, they don't talk about it; because every time they talk about it, they feel their hearts ache. In the Nine Heavens, His Majesty the Purple Emperor Zihao, is a recognized hero, but in the Nine Heavens world, there are only nine legends...”

Chu Yang deeply sighed and had a strong voice.

“What, heartache? What the hell is going on?” The three of them felt their hearts almost jump out of their throats, and they couldn't wait to ask.

“It's hard to say, no matter what you ask, I really don't want to mention it again, such a Gestapo hero, such a wonderful man... so sadly grieved to die... even, dead, soul scattered...” Chu Yang sighed continuously.

The three men's asthma grew heavy at the same time.

Is that us? Is it true that... what happened back then was already in vain?

“Brother, please also... tell us carefully what exactly is it that can shake the whole of the Nine Heavens...” Xuan Long Sky saw Chuyang didn't want to say, suddenly got up, got up, got up, turned around, said positively: “This matter is really important to us, please...”

Yan Fei and Yang Zong made simultaneous requests.

“Just like that.” Chuyang heavily said: “Heroes can't be wronged forever... Since you said this was about you, I'll say it again, but you just have to be patient. I'll go over the reasons for this in detail...”

“Rest assured, we must have patience!” Three busy nods: “Great patience. ”

“Things are still going to start with the Ninth Generation Sword Master...” Chu Yang said.

Interrupted by Yanfei from the beginning: "Ah? Is the Ninth Generation already in the Ninth Generation? ”

“You shut up!” Xuanxuan and Yang Zong watched Yan Fei violently, while at the same time exporting reprimands.

Yan Fei sat down and scratched his head. “Sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry...”

“Shut the fuck up!” They both drink at the same time: “Stop and listen!! One more word and get out! ”

Yan Feiqiao pulled his head and stopped talking.

“Keep talking, keep talking.” Both turned to Chu Yang at the same time.

“Well... the Ninth Gen Jiu Jian Sword Master, was born in the next three days a very common gatekeeper... This man is a handsome teenager who, when he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, has become the contemporary Nine Jiu Jian Sword Master... Moreover, this son is talented, handsome, handsome, extraordinarily charming and charming... when he is truly the dragon of man, he crowns the great talent of the Nine Heavens.” Chuyang began to say.

After listening to this series of praises, the three people were wondering: “What's so strange about this... the nine swordsmen of all generations are like this, otherwise how can you accept the hearts of the people...”

“This ninth generation of nine swordsmen with one of his brothers, how to start from the next three days... to help the building will lean... Dan Xin Zhaozhi Moon, Spiritual Hershey Star...”

Chuyang's voice gently describes the fact of art processing slightly exaggerated story. Anyway, the hero of the story is a flower blossom, people see the “perfect person” loved.

Mo gently danced his head in the arms of purple evil, seemed to have fallen asleep, purple evil also buried his face in Mo gently danced hair, both women are trying to control their emotions...

But both women already have a stomachache...

It's just... I've never seen someone so shameless.

I praised myself for being able to do it without changing my face and not beating my heart. I can't believe that I can do it with a lot of emotion... Where did the two women dare to raise their faces? When they raised their faces, that face could not control the smile, I'm afraid they would show the filling on the spot...

“… So the Nine Swordsmen arrived in the middle of the third day, how did this Nine Swordsmen... the bones of the sausage, the heart of the sword, the heart of the chorionic violin, just right, deep in morality… how did… how did it rush into the next three days…”

Chu Yang's tone changed: “But after the last three days, it was discovered that things were quite serious...”