After listening to Mo Wanyun, he took a look at Gu Yu's life and looked complicated.

Gu Yusheng also stunned his hands from his sleeves, raised his clothes, and said to Mo Wanyun: "Girl Mo, you go up the mountain first, wait for me, I will come slowly."

"I'm waiting for you."

Mo Wanyun bend his body, stick his hands on his waist, and return to Gu Yu's life.

A burst of breeze fluttering.

Mo Wanyun's figure disappeared out of thin air.

Just leave Gu Yu's life in place.

He looked up at the ladder in front.

Where is the original?

It is indeed a three -foot sword in the ground veins. Each step must be cautious.

Because of the way forward.

It is a sword mountain.

call.

Gu Yusheng vomited.

Look at the mountain road in the three -foot Qingfeng shop in front.

There was a touch of indifference on his face.

Shangqing Pingshan is like this.

Shangjing Pavilion Mountain.

The same is true.

It's just that year.

His sword for his father.

now.

Gu Yusheng walked towards the mountain.

He wants to see his sword.

This Jingting Mountain.

He has to go up.

Gu Yu's life stepped forward.

Sword stabbing heart.

Let the pain spread.

He didn't want Mo Mo to wait too long above.

Gu Yu's life speed up.

The sword given by the little uncle in his heart was trembling slightly.

Holy Yuan.

Five Heart Hall.

With the Five Acts Bureau, Jinmu, water, fire, and soil are in their positions.

At the place where each star point, there is a deep old man who works together. They guard the dark oil lamp in the middle. The top of the oil lamp is a pair of ancient pictures.

Between heaven and earth.

suddenly.

The calm and burning oil lamp became brighter.

The ancient picture above the ancient picture also became bright like the turning of the Star River.

The five -hearted Confucianism combined, and at the same time looked at that lamp. In their eyes, there was endless expectations.

Holy House.

Washing the heart of the heart.

Mr. Wu's clouds in the clouds and swords stand up to the sword, the sleeve robe is fluttering, watching the sky of the sky, the star and the sword.

Swordsman returned from the mountain, bowed ritual: "Mr. Wu has placed Mr. Fourteen in the book of observation."

Yunzhong's sword slowly turned around, his eyes were deep and bright, the sword eyebrows flew into the pupa, his face was scaled like a sword, his body was flying, and his body was like a quaint sword. He stood below the Xinghe, and he was even more dazzling than the Manchuria Xinghe.

"Mr. Fourteen?"

Yunzhong's sword stepped towards the swordsman, and patted the swordsman's respectful body, so that the swordsman also straightened his waist, standing straight like a sword.

"Shocking, if only a master accepts his disciples this year, there is indeed only one Mr. Fourteen, but the uncle Xiaoshan's pulse should also have a disciple of honor.

Mr. Wu. "

"As for who is Mr. Fourteen, Mr. Fifteen, I think it is better to give it to God."

The sword boy raised his head, his eyes were slightly wrong.

Yunzhong Sword said here, and his expression was calm, "Shocking, although you are a sword around me, I have never regarded you as a next person. If you also want to be Mr. Fourteen or Fifteen, you might as well go forward.

Walk on the road on the mountain. "

When the sword boy heard the words, he bent down and said: "Mr. Five, I don’t have this thought."

"No matter what or nothing, you are not very tight. You often go to Qianshan. You should know that the people of Qianshan are yearning for Houshan. They also know that they pursue different avenues, reputation.

Life is alive, it is easy to stand at a high place to see others, but it is difficult to see yourself. Go a trip and give yourself a chance.

The sword boy raised his head and respectfully: "Then I listen to Mr. Wu."

"Go."

The sword boy arches again.

As soon as the figure floats, the royal sword goes away.

Yunzhong sword turned around, looked at the depths of the sky again, and murmured to himself:

"Uncle Little, the shrine of your pulse is too high, I'm afraid it is difficult to burn incense. You make people carry such a heavy sword. If you want to go such a long way, if someone else is more than halfway, it is also God's will ...

Your Jianshan, one is taller than one. If he has a chance, I want to learn from the new younger brother and enjoy the height you have reached. "

Just then.

The sky star moves.

It seems that there is a book of heaven.

Yunzhong Sword Arched Hands: "Meet Brother."

There is a voice in the sky gently: "The five younger brothers, the Houshan chose the person, the church is positive, in line with the will of the master, not to be private. Although I have disputes with your second brother, the third brother and the four brothers, the direction of the avenue is the direction of the road.

It is not the name of Qianshan's picture name. As for the uncle, when the uncle's rules are done, remember. "

"Yes, brother."

The stars in the sky are faint.

The ground shakes slightly, and a book appears.

Yunzhongjian salute again: "See the second brother."

There is a slightly indifferent voice in the earth book: "The words of the master, what is me, you have to keep in mind."

"Yes, Brother Second."

Immediately.

There is another book floating on the Lake on the Lake.

Yunzhong Sword is still respectful.

"See the Three Brothers."

There is no voice in the book.

In the distant Qingping Mountain, a big bird flew.

Mr. Four of Qing Pingshan also has a letter explained.
Chapter completed!