The bamboo fence and wall are covered with fallen leaves and flowers, the grass and green vines are tenacious and tenacious, and there are ten good horses chewing their teeth in the stable.
Eating herbivores is not as good as eating meat, which makes you smart and beautiful.
After eating a lot of food, wiping away all the burdens, Zhou Yan, the master of Lingmi Village, went to practice. After a while, three groups of people went to the distant mountains together.
Due to the east, smoke rises straight up, and clouds of black orchid purple sand cover the four wild king torches. There is a faint feeling of burning heat, and the neck of the bottle at the mouth of the mountain is long and curved.
"The target is a thousand-foot volcano." With his empty hand pointing in the air, the leader of the men in black clothes was Young Master Han Bing.
He has slender white hair at the temples, a wisp of blue hair protruding from his left forehead, sharp eyebrows and sword-like eyes. He looks like an upright man, with purple-red thin lips.
He is full of coercion and is not to be despised.
There are dead branches and fallen leaves, scattered stones, shriveled flower petals, and burnt charcoal furnace soil that is warm when you walk on it.
Prepare uniformly before the boots come, and use high-quality fire soles for coming and going.
Commonly seen in the market, there are a few fine lines and loops, the material of the hoop is low on shoes, and the coiled gear nails are adsorbed and difficult to fall off.
Adding a layer of light mirror is like a cover to protect it from high temperatures and snakes and ants.
The old tree has been cut off, half an arm of the tree trunk has fallen over, the gray wood has a yellowish autumn color, it is decadent and powdery, and the wind blows all over the body in front of it.
If the breathing is not smooth, toxins will enter the body and relieve coldness on the body surface.
In layman's terms, it means a cold, fever, inflammation of the lungs, and pustules.
The rough man moved aside and hid behind him. While taking the water from the grain cycle, I dyed half of the cloth.
The others followed the advice as before, covering their faces with scented cloths and tying them behind their ears.
The immortal cultivators were exploring the path, and there were strange movements, shuddering, red-tailed scorpions swinging their needles, and thousands of chains attacking in the clear sky.
The scorpion army.
Walking out of the broken limbs and broken bodies, there are thousands of poisons, endless.
He was an ordinary servant with little cultivation and a body full of brute strength. The rough guy couldn't dodge and his calf was injured.
"Don't be tempted to fight." Zhou Yanxing protected the beauty Rushuang, single-handedly slashed the aura of violent energy, and was invincible with his sword.
"Quick fight, quick decision." Young Master Han Bing stabbed his dagger secretly, invincible.
Poisonous substances have little potential and cannot survive in large quantities.
There are densely packed poisonous frogs and poisonous centipedes on the ground, and there are groups of ladders on the insteps of the towers.
Panic is thick, pockmarks are noisy, frightened birds are fanned by the Sunda wind, meandering and flying, and the place is white every inch.
Zhong Libi protected Zhou Yanxing, and a group of troops retreated first. He gathered his spiritual energy and continued to slash with his swords. The leaves fell to the ground, and the energy wave gradually disappeared.
"Here comes the left, help me." Zhongli Bi frowned slightly while washing, with a solemn face.
The night sky is approaching, deep and lightless, with only a few spots of green and active fireflies.
Out of sight, he is inhabiting a human body, sitting at his desk playfully.
There are three groups of men and horses, mortal warriors who sleep and treat their injuries, gravel and fire warm the ground, long cloth is used to lay the ground in the province, the mouth and nose are affected, and the faces are full of mourning!
There are many people cultivating immortals, and some of them gather and disperse.
Food and space are combined, the little finger is paused, the arms and hands are moving apart, the blue crane is flying in harmony with the sky, and the night tea is flawless.
"See things in the dark and explore the bag."
The spirit of the secret technique surges, and the two fingers cross each other's eyes, slowly spreading them evenly, Zhongli Bi washes his eyes and gathers his strength.
It is overflowing with color, flashes red at night, is silent, and can see things.
"The legs and feet are hairy, and there are some little ones." With everything around him in his eyes, Zhongli Bi was holding a little one in his laundry sleeve.
A basic spell that allows immortal cultivators to see things at night as clearly as if they were searching for something.
The torch is warm, and volcanoes are erupting here every now and then. The weather is full of threats, and it can't last all day long. The fire is warm, and the fire and animal spirits are close to each other.
It does not drive away the beasts, but it does the opposite, attracting fans and causing a swarm of beasts to attack.
"You can't do it!" The person who started the fire was sprayed away.
The common sense of heaven and earth is not understood, everyone is prosperous, Young Master Han Bing and other policy makers listen to it, and deal with it indifferently, the reason has been suddenly whipped.
Agree with acquiescence.
Temperament and patience, a gentle word from an adult can make a decision about life or death.
Shivering and trembling, angry and angry, the pitiful man who was scolded and scolded repeatedly bowed down in a corner and drowned himself in dreams all night long.
The community is in the 20th year of Yang, and is still young and strong. I close my eyes and take the opportunity to fall asleep, avoiding the tiger's teeth and leopard's eyes, and reducing the charcoal and angry stars.
"Can't sleep." I was tossing and turning insomnia. The culprit just now was Xiaoqu Yang, and there was a constant nagging in my ears.
"Lazy Zhu Tou." Panting lowly, Fang Rui's auspicious eyes disappeared, and half of the sky was filled with soft, clear rain.
The person Zhu Tou was talking about was a shy and rosy-faced person in the neighborhood.
He is handsome in appearance, tall and slender, with strong elbows, powerful and feminine, wearing linen clothes and long trousers, and is one of a team of hard laborers who pay a lot of money for casual cultivation.
Zhu Tou is the person in charge of them. Everyone sleeps together, and it seems like there is nothing to shield them from what they are saying.
The residential area is sunny and sunny, and the valley breeze flows through the cracks and gaps for irrigation.
Three teams of people, Fairy Zhongli is a master invited by the big shot in Lingmi Village.
Protect, and help snatch treasures.
"Tonight, Fairy Zhongli will guard the safety of their team, so they will not leave without authorization during the whole process."
Leave hunting and collect animal treasures and minions to save some interest.
As Zhu Tou said this, he thought it would be nice to scold a few people, but after a while the wounds became sparse and all the coolies, including Xiao Quyang, stopped one after another.
On the other side, rocks are piled up, and on a huge wall, the bright moon is beautiful.
The tiger's body is curved, with sharp shoulders, a straight and white neck, a rather small waist, and an upright and unshakable back head.
After a long shadow, the man saw no one, smiling cheerfully.
"Fireflies are hermaphroditic, there is no distinction between male and female," he said.
Zhongli Bi was loosened and his body was three points lighter. He looked back at the man and said, "I am the one who got caught."
He has a great attitude. He has golden hair and a sun badge on his left shoulder. He has a gray robe on the back and a broad chest to hide his tight clothes. He has extraordinary courage and a vague momentum.
The wind is light and the clouds are light while we are talking and laughing, and we are fighting to get across the river.
The second level of Qi training, but Dazhong Libixi was five years old. He was the golden cicada who Zhou Yanxing visited to dig up old friends, the son of a noble family.
"The Chonglin Talisman Cultivation Family has been a rich family for hundreds of years, but the legitimate son has been left out of the field." Zhou Yanxing introduced him for the first time when they met.
"You are very beautiful." With a crazy look, the man's wavy hair was flowing, looking low-key and elegant.
"Beautiful?" Zhongli Bixi sneered again as he was remembered for his great strength.
"There are so many beauties in the world!"
The man's headdress was embellished with gold and silk. He was polite, but his face changed and he was urgent.
Zhongli Bixi didn't want to argue with each other anymore. He had no desires and demands, and said in a serious voice, "The ugly time is approaching, and there is not much time to rest. You can go."
After hearing this sentence, the man Shui Yunxiang was instantly respectful, and his infinite admiration for the strong intensified.
In the middle of the fight, Xujie lowered his head and took three steps back.
His posture was free and easy, he strode away, his long legs seemed to have grown one leg as he strode forward, and he was in a good mood.
Zhonglibi knew something after washing, but didn't take it seriously.
Yes, her mission is to protect the safety at night and allow the main character Zhou Yanxing to have a good rest, while the corresponding circle of relationships with other team members is not hindered.
Quite metaphorically, they can get a full night's sleep.
Strictly scolding him, but he ordered Shui Yunxiang to sleep. If he were the character himself, he would become more concerned.
What can Zhongli Bi say? It's better to ignore it than to be clean.
