Such a shocking cry of ghosts and gods, only Chu nightning can calmly and eloquently. The three disciples listened to their ears and each had a different taste in their hearts.
The simplest thing Xue Meng thinks is that there is only one interjection: Ah!
The ink burned more complicated. He remembered some things in his previous life, and he held his chin and thought that he would not want to see the third weapon of Chu Yuning in his life.
As for the teacher, he leaned his head, a pair of Jiangnan smoked apricot flowers, flashing a faint glow inside, like worship, and fascination.
"Does the day question come from Jinchengchi?"
Chu nightning: "Well."
"The other two..."
Chu nightning: "One is, one is not. The weapon temperament is usually not too strong, you can control it, you don't have to worry too much."
Xue Meng sighed with some envy: "I really want to see the other two gods."
Chu night Ningdao: "The general thing, the day is enough to deal with, the other two, I would rather they have no use."
Xue Meng reluctantly sighed, but the eyes still flashed, and Chu was rather in the eyes, knowing that his good nature is extremely difficult to suppress, but fortunately Xue Meng is not bad, as long as a little guidance, it also Don't worry too much.
The ink burned but touched the chin next to him, like laughing and laughing.
It is the murderer who knows that the sergeant has no choice but to use it. Chu Yuning... No matter what the past and the present, the loser is lost in this righteousness.
The evil invincibility is written in the book, but this fool must be taken seriously, and it should be so talented and powerful, but it is still a prisoner, and it has become a skeleton.
"Master." The voice of the teacher interrupted the smoldering thoughts.
"Disciples have heard that there are hundreds of thousands of people who seek martial arts every year on the Rising Sun Peak. There are only one or two people who can open the Jincheng Pool organically. Even for a few years, they have not seen the pool." The disciples are shallow... It is impossible...not possible You have to be married. A burning and a young master are all leaders in the world. If you don't, I won't go there. Stay here and practice basic spells."
Chu nightning: "........."
He didn't talk, and the porcelain-like face was covered with a touch of mist, and it seemed to be sinking.
The teacher of the last generation gave up the opportunity to go to Xu Yingfeng because of inferiority. When he saw it, he immediately smiled and said: "Just try it. If it is not, then it should be a tour. You are dead all day." If you are doing something, you should go out to the world."
The teacher became more and more embarrassed: "No, I am too weak, and there are so many people in Xu Yingfeng. If I encounter a disciple of other martial art, I want to learn from it. I will definitely not beat it. ..."
Chu night Ning raised his eyes and said: "Are you afraid of this?"
He asked this sentence very strangely, like a question, but like a question. The other two did not feel, but the teacher’s heart was cool, and his eyes were lifted, facing the sharp eyes of Ningshuanghuahua.
"Master respect..."
Chu nightning did not move, said: "You majored in treatment, this is not good at dealing with people. If someone is entangled with you, it will be good, not shameful."
The ink burned and grinned: "Don't be afraid, there is me."
So I packed up and three people got on the road.
This time I am going to go to the upper repairing circle. The road is far away and the horse riding is too tired. Chu nightning is still unwilling to fly with the sword, so the car and the horses rushed, and walked for more than ten days without delay, finally came to a town next to Xu Yingfeng.
The three disciples have already come out of the carriage. Only Chu Xiaoning is still too lazy to move. He opened the bamboo pole of the carriage and said: "Have a rest here, and go somewhere tomorrow, you can go to Xu Yingfeng."
The name of the city where they rested was called Yucheng. Although the city is not big, it is very prosperous, and the woman is wearing a cloak, and the men’s brocade shirt is a bit more luxurious than the most fertile place in the world.
Xue Meng said: "The dog things in the Shang Xiujie are really stinky, and there are frozen bones on the road."
I don’t like ink burning. It’s rare to not refute Xue Meng, but with a sweet smile, mocking the foreground: “Yes, I can see that I am so oyster, it’s no wonder that so many people have to smash their heads and move on. In the practice of the world, even if you don’t cultivate the immortal, being an ordinary person is much better than the days of the next revision."
Chu nightning turned out a silver-gray mask and put it on his face. This slowly took the carriage down and looked around the downtown, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Xue Mengqi said: "Why should the teacher wear a mask?"
Chu night Ningdao: "This is the boundary of Linyi Confucianism. I can't show up."
Seeing Xue Meng is still puzzled, ink sighs: "Little Phoenix does not have a long brain, Master is a guest of the Confucianism."
He said this, Xue Meng just remembered it, but Tianzhi’s pride was not willing to admit that he had forgotten this point. He turned his face and turned his eyes. He said, “This, of course, I know, I am only surprised. Only the guest, but not sold to them, want to go and leave, is it true that the people of Confucianism can see that the Master can also tie him back?"
Ink ignited: "It’s stupid to say that you are stupid. Haven’t you heard of it? Since the departure of the Confucianism after the teacher’s departure, very few people in the upper circle know his whereabouts. If we go down the mountain, if anyone asks Starting from the teacher's door, we are not all talking about the life and death, not to mention the teacher?"
Xue Meng stunned for a moment, and then he later learned: "Is it true that the whereabouts of the masters are fascinating in the upper bounds? But the master is so powerful, why should you hide your whereabouts?"
"I have never deliberately concealed, but I don't want to teach people to bother." Chu said, "Let's go, stay at the store."
"Hey, four immortals want to live in the store?" The younger sister of the inn ran over with a face full of oil.
Xue Mengdao: "I want to go to the four rooms."
Xiao Erqiu smiled and said: "I really can't live with Xianjun. That, the rooms in Yucheng have been a little nervous recently. The four rooms are not able to come out. Do you want to confuse the immortals and put together to live together? How is the room?"
There is no way, they just make a difference.
Only when the room was allocated, there were some minor problems.
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"I want to have a room with the teacher." Looking at the late night, the three disciples gathered together, and the ink burned powerfully.
Xue Meng did not do: "Why?"
Ink burned the road: "Do you not like sticking to the master?"
"That, then I don't want to-"
He is very respectful and late, but he is afraid of the word, and he can't afford a "fear". For Chu Xianning, he is more fond of it, or more fear, he can't say it himself.
Seeing Xue Meng's face blushing, the ink smiled and said: "Brother, I don't think you don't want to sleep with the Master, but don't dare?"
Xue Mengyi rounded his eyes: "The teacher will not eat people, I have nothing to dare!"
"Oh." The ink burned and laughed. "But the master is a good hit in the dream, do you know?"
Xue Meng: "..."
The face was blue and white for a while, Xue Meng, suddenly thought of something, angry and geological asked: "How is the teacher when he sleeps, how do you know? You slept with him?"
This statement is a bit embarrassing, although Xue Meng does not have any evil meaning, but the speaker does not intend, the listener has the heart. The ink burns the dark road, and this seat is only sleeping with him. He has slept with him in his life.
However, the hero did not mention the courage of the year, and still smiled on his mouth: "If you don't believe it, you can feel it tonight. Jinchuang medicine remembers to bring a bottle. If there is any bruise, you can save anxiously."
Xue Meng was about to attack, Chu Yuening had already paid the bill and came over.
He glanced at them and said, "Let's go."
Three teenagers with small tails followed the master and went upstairs. When standing in front of the room, the three people who had been victoriously began to look at the nose and nose, waiting for Chu’s opening.
In fact, their disputes are all in vain. When they are waiting for the row, they are not shutting up, waiting for the teacher to speak.
Chu night Ning paused and said: "There are only two rooms left, who of you..."
He is secretive and awkward.
How to say - "Who wants to be with me?"
It sounds like a little pitiful, and it’s too unlike the style of the elders.
What should I say?
"Ink rain, you go with me." Look like this?
... forget it, with a spit and a tiger skin, and the black winds of the young woman who is a good young woman is no different. I am a generation of masters, and my face is still a must.
What's more, since the red lotus waters have been hugging and sleeping, the two have consciously stunned and rarely get along alone.
Chu night Ning looked indifferent and peaceful, but his heart was rolling over countless thoughts. After a long time, he finally lifted his chin in a cold and self-sufficient manner and pointed to Xue Meng.
"Xue Meng and I are one."
Xue Meng: "........."
The original burning smile, but at this time it was not awkward.
He really hopes that Xue Meng and Chu Xi Ning live together and live with the teacher. But when this choice was made from the mouth of Chu, it was inexplicably boring.
He didn't know that he was like this, much like a little wild dog that didn't know how to be tall. The little wild dog meets a man. Although that person is not too good for him, he is willing to throw some bones to him for three meals a day.
But the little wild dog doesn't like this fierce guy, so although he licks his bones every day, he screams at the other side, and he does not regard this man as his master.
However, I don’t know why, one day, this man came out of the bowl, but it was not the bones that he was familiar with, but the glutinous rice, a beautiful bird with bright fur, falling on the shoulder of the man, with a round His eyes stared at him, and his crystal slyly looked at his face.
The man also leaned over and touched the rich wings of the birds and carefully fed him the grain.
His wild dog can't help but stay.
After all, he thought that Chu will rather choose his own...
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