The Luoshui River is clear and the willows are thin in front of the hall. Four women are arranged in rows. They are noble daughters of the family. They have mature looks and their own autumn colors.
"The inner beauty is beautiful, no, no, no." The leading man said with his hands behind his back.
I love lotus alone, it emerges from the silt without being stunned, without any demon or charm, with a little bit of halo.
Jiedushi has seen countless beauties. Recently, he competed with the Singing Girl, who is on the same level as the four beauties. She is very beautiful, with a charming peony, and her eyebrows are charming.
The beauty that makes you happy when you look at it, you forget to leave it when you are obsessed with it, and you don’t want to go home.
"But, it still doesn't work." As the leader of the first palace, the housekeeper firmly affirmed.
Inside the house, there were books, precious stones, porcelain paintings and calligraphy. Zhizhou sat on a chair, raised his hand and knocked on the handle, "That son-in-law is parading in the street..."
Within a moment, the book was released and Zhongli was imprisoned.
A sound similar to a woman crying, "I know, don't come over."
Alas, the man sighed and confessed his love once, but he refused. Jiedushi was the commander of several cities. With such a status, he was more angry than dry. "Since you are not ready, I will come back later."
Feeling very angry, he finally said in a magnetic male voice, "You can't escape."
After leaving in a state of anger, Zhongli Bi summoned the little raccoon system while taking a shower, "The turtle's breath stopped the boiling, and the colorful red powder warmed the blood. The qi cannot be reversed, and the thoughts of the gathering beasts are blocked and the breathing is lingering."
"Damn you bastard, he also used obscene drugs." The little raccoon cried.
"You are so noisy, sober up your mind." She was pure red, her long hair was hot at the root, and she had a touch of wine red on her tail, and her whole body was filled with steam, wanting to give up Wu Ge.
"Uuuu, I can't find anyone to control the situation,..."
"You always have to take advantage of men,..."
"Okay." After a while, Zhongli Bi's qi and blood calmed down, and a little of his qi and blood returned to his dantian. Then he held back, and under 20% pressure, "Little raccoon, bring me the Water Pattern Bixin Dan."
"Ah, oh oh." A dumbfounded one finally remembered the previous words and seemed to mention the word "turtle breath".
When the tortoise stopped boiling and there was a python in the underground prison, the elixir rewarded by the system was extremely perfect, ensuring the medicinal properties without any side effects or harm to the body.
"One, it's such a pity to use it here." Water-patterned Blue Heart Pill, in front of high-level qi-training immortals, can walk without hindrance, stealing the sky and changing the day. The little raccoon system has two legs intersecting.
"There's nothing we can do about it, right?" Zhongli Bi said that he was in dire straits, but he did not forget to comfort Xiao Hun's family.
Kind words and kind words make the little raccoon's system fluctuate. He can't express his anger even if he wants to say anything. He buries his head into his body and disappears.
After meditating for a while, a breath appeared in the room, a man's masculinity, like the warmth floating in the vegetation.
When people arrived, Zhongli Bi washed his fingertips and polished them sporadically, which was a gathering of spiritual power.
All four limbs are tied together at one end, wielding the majesty of the mountain, killing the opponent instantly with one blow without stopping.
Swift, unprepared, and able to turn the tide.
Hit the empty spiritual power, dry up the bitter river, and turn the spirit together. The cloud of spiritual power in your hand turns over quickly, reducing the power step by step.
"it's me."
The familiar voice made Zhongli Bi wash his back and the bed collapsed. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked slowly, "Why are you here? Are you leaving?"
Time was running out, and the person who came was wearing dark green long trousers, a bun on the shoulder, dressed as a servant, with a wide hat, low bangs, elegant eyebrows, and pouty pink lips.
"Let's go," the wise man said, concisely and concisely so that everyone could understand.
Go, go now, no need to change clothes, every second is worth a human life.
Zhongli Bi washes the ear room to take out personal belongings. Qiankun's small cloth bag has no other locked items.
There were not many clothes left, so Qingfeng Jian took action and put on a coat. The two of them hid all the way. When they flew out of the government office, there was a lively battle in the Flower Square.
The Yamen servants and the red soldiers besieged the two of them, while Zhou Yanxing and his sister fought against IKEA.
Zhan Yijia is in trouble. Zhan Meiren is wearing a prison uniform with few whip marks. It can be seen that she has some skills, which makes the prison chief and his subordinates pity her.
"The leader wants to arrest us." Zhan Yishi moved his giant vine hand, and roots took root in the brick soil, and countless roots and branches grew and spread.
In the dark night, the shadow of the giant thing is like multiple limbs, connected together by several breaths, with thick and strong knots, clinging to the outside of the wall, surrounded by green leaves.
The dust and sand burst into the air, and the force was so powerful that it killed everything.
"Starburst."
The four people fled in embarrassment, and a huge wave surged into the sky in an instant. The sword energy as vast as the sea was wanton and violent, brewing for a long time.
It turned into one word, dull and passionate, "Find."
Know the state and give orders.
At a gate in Neiguo, a violent attack blasted away the government officials. The four of them walked on the street with no way to return. The sky was gray and the air became short of breath.
"This is a real world. Once we are caught, the consequences will be disastrous." Zhou Yanxing's first words when they met.
"Then if we don't get caught, can we escape?" Zhongli Bi asked.
"Find a place to hide." Sister Zhan IKEA caressed the tips of her ears, her black hair fell back, her face gray and gray, and now she just wants to be clean and simple.
The four of them searched for a while, but the streets were already patrolled by government officials and posted pictures.
Zhou Yanxing followed Zhong Libi to wash, trusting her safety, "What should we do? We got separated."
In front of them, the twins of the Zhan family were fighting in the shop. The masters blocked the way, the sword energy was raging, the spiritual power was fighting, the streets were destroyed, and no one could escape.
The number of government officials increased, and the magistrate learned about the situation and sent more troops for defense.
"Let's go somewhere." Zhongli Bi said.
In the blink of an eye, two figures flashed, debris on the open ground, and the people fighting within a hundred meters disappeared, and the battle was in full swing.
"I'm afraid we are the ones who will never return." Zhou Yanxing marveled, those guys were fighting fiercely, dragons and tigers were competing, top geniuses.
The gas clouds rose, the mushroom heads swelled, and the strong wind tore the roof ridges apart without losing a drop of blood.
A piece of sawdust with sharp edges whizzed towards him, electric sparks flashed, and Zhou Yan walked beside him.
The eye holes are narrowed, the energy is flowing, the spiritual power is gathered, and ten sword arrows fly into the sky, slashing and repelling.
In less than a moment, Zhongli Bi washed his body, shooting countless pieces of sawdust, sharpening the blade of his sword, and shooting stars all over the sky.
If he didn't pay attention, he would be injured, and the blood would not stop flowing. The sword energy swept through the inner veins, splitting and sawing.
"You haven't practiced sword energy," Zhongli Bixi said to Zhou Yanxing, helping to block a few pieces.
He found a shield, used two shields to resist it, and the two men repaired it with their backs leaning against each other, "Do you still remember the inscription on the corridor?"
The only possibility, Zhongli Bi said, is, "Fake."
"Belief is death. This world is very resistant to spiritual power, and it only refers to people."
"You mean Zhizhou?"
Zhou Yanxing remained silent, suppressing the ladder, unable to improve his cultivation, and his desire to pursue strength was infinitely magnified.
Zhongli Bi washed away the dust on his face, and with a cleansing technique, his spiritual power flowed from top to bottom, purifying and clearing, and dust fell to the ground.
The battle seemed to be over, and it moved to another battlefield. My sister Zhan IKEA was not there. After half a stick of incense, I found her in the ruins.
Blood dripped from his mouth, and the remaining red flowers faded, and he was dying. Fortunately, his limbs were not injured.
"Let's go." Without any baggage, Tianjiao Zhanyishi can escape by himself.
Zhou Yanxing nodded, picked up Zhan Yijia, Zhongli Bi washed the wind sword and pulled it, leaving a mark, and disappeared into the distance together.
