Sitting in the cave, watching the snow flying, as if a thin curtain was hanging.

The elephant of the fish carries the straw rope and comes with snow.

"Sister Zhao..." He said with a low voice, and he said sadly: "I want to leave for a while."

Zhao Wuyan glanced at him calmly and said, "Okay."

This Tianbei Xueling suppresses all magical channels, Leng Ji and Gu Qing, and the Frost Sword cuts the soul, is indeed a painful place. Xu Xianggan can't stand it and wants to leave, which is reasonable.

It’s just that there is no need to do this childish attitude. Is this worthy of tears?

Xu Xianggan wanted to pounce on Senior Sister Zhao's arms to earn a little warmth, but when he saw Zhao Wuyan's eyes, he did not dare to act rashly.

He lowered his head and walked in: "I will cook this fish for my senior sister first."

Zhao Wuyan wanted to say "no", but she also felt that there was no need to say this sound.

The road is long, and some entanglements are really unnecessary.

Just looking at Zishu who was crying, she couldn't help but sigh: "What a big deal I thought, what did he go, why are you crying?"

"Wuwuwuwu..." Zishu's cry that had stopped suddenly magnified again, and he entered Zhao Wuyan's arms and sobbed, "What happened to Jiang Qingyang in the demon world!"

Zhao Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized the reason why Xu Xianggan and Zishu were sad.

She knew that Zishu was not a man or a woman's affection, but more of a kind of admiration. Whether she killed Ji Shaoqing on Tianyatai or won the championship on Guanhetai, she and Zishu were present. Jiang Wang was indeed dazzling. Even she admired her a little bit, let alone Zishu, who was pure in her heart?

The meteors that crossed the sky when they were young always attract young men and girls to stop and look up for a long time. It is no wonder that this girl cried so hard that she heard that her idol had fallen.

However, Xu Xianggan and Jiang Wang have always had a deep friendship. His sadness should not be described with just one fragile sentence.

He sighed in his heart, Zhao Wuyan stroked Shuzishu's long hair and said softly: "The talented people have been jealous of God, and Jiang Wang is not the only one in ancient and modern times. He has been brilliant and has never wasted his life. What do you think?"

Zishu cried, "I would rather he waste his time, go to the dragon gate with me to waste his time, Zhao Wuwei wanted to speak but stopped.

At this time, Xu Xianggan had already walked out of the inner room and lowered her eyes: "Sister Sister, the fish is in the pot, you can remember to drink the soup later."

"Where are you going?" Zhao Wuyan thought about it and finally asked. Xu Xianggan was a little surprised, and a little joy popped up in the sadness. It should be noted that Senior Sister Zhao hasn't cared about him for a long time.

His pursuit has never stopped. He went from Crescent Island to Guanhetai, and then traveled westward, asking about his well-being. At the senior sister's attitude had already loosened, she smiled at him several times and gave him several times. @...The entire network @first release

But since Lao Shizi said "I opened the abyss" and Senior Sister Zhao seemed to be in a devil again, focusing on her cultivation, completely neglecting him.

He hates Xie Ai! He is also disgusting when he is good-looking!

"What happened to Jiang Wang. I'll go to the demon world to see him and pay tribute." Xu Xianggan's tone was gentle, and

He immediately promised: "I will come back to accompany my senior sister!"

Zhao Wuyan said: "It's better to go to the demon world to see... The world is so vast, don't stick to a corner of the snowy hill."...

Xu Xianggan seemed to have no idea about the deep meaning in this sentence, and said, "I know that my senior sister cares about me, and I also know that going to the demon world is full of dangers. It is difficult for me to not be jealous of people, and I will definitely be targeted by the demon clan. This is what Jiang Wang did... But as a member of the two heroes of Mount Ma, I must go and take a look. Senior sister, don't worry, I will take care of myself and come back to see you alive!"

Zhao Wuyan was speechless for a moment.

Xu Xianggan took out a very thick book from his arms and handed it to Zhao Wuyan without saying a word: "This time I go to the demon world, the mountains are long and the waters are far away, I don't know when I see you again. If my senior sister misses me, read my poem!"

There are four big characters in the book - "Shenxiu Poetry Collection".

Zhao Wuyan was shocked and almost slapped her back on the spot. But thinking that the demon world was indeed a very dangerous place... I endured it.

Sin, sin, I always read poetry, but I read the works of Lord Shanzhu or Mr. Chen Pu...

Xu Gao's collection of poems of this level

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In her hands, even if she was pure in her heart, she still felt a sense of shame.

Seeing that Senior Sister Zhao accepted it shyly, Xu Xianggan nodded with satisfaction and waved her hand: "Wait for me to come back!"

He turned around resolutely and went down the mountain with great confidence.

This work of hard work, Longchuan, Jiang Wang, Yan Fu, Zishu, and others, had bought it all. After my senior sister wanted to buy it, she was too embarrassed to buy it. She was as considerate as herself, of course she would give her one without any trace.

And it is the latest, most comprehensive, most attentive, and annotated and appreciated version!

Zishu curled up in Zhao Wuyan's arms, turned his head and looked at Xu Xiang's back, which was just a short while away, and said with tears in his eyes: "Senior sister, I...

Zhao Wuyan gently pressed her down: "You are not allowed to go." Zishu didn't say anything, turned his head and buried him back.

It is said that taking care of yourself is too shallow, and that you will be too deep, and that nothing is appropriate.

Zhao Wuyan weighed the very important collection of poems in her hand and was about to throw them into the storage box, but she was curious about how bad the poem could be written, so she turned a page from behind.

This page records the new poem that Xu Xianggan wrote today—

It’s cold and the heart is cold, it’s cold and the weather is so cold.

I want to write poems to mourn my close friends, but I can't say it's sad.

In the small courtyard north of Moyun City.

A bloody battle is almost over.

Chai Asi leaned on the wall tiredly, leaning against the wall, with only breathing sounds. He was also familiar with the secret sword technique of Tianjuedi Strike.

Under the guidance of the ancient god, he easily killed the double flower red stick level Yuan Yong in Huaguo with only three moves. @...First release on the entire network @

And while the ancient god Venerable watched the whole process.

He and Yuan Yong's two men killed a difficult task, and almost died and survived...

“Good performance.”

The praise of the ancient god came from his mind. Chai Asi suddenly felt energetic.

He

I knew that I didn’t perform well in the fight just now, but I asked myself, and I did try my best. I grinned and said, “It’s all the best masters who teach well.”…

"What to do next? Have you ever thought about it?" asked the voice in the mirror. Chai Asi was stunned and said, "Dispose the body first."

"Then what?"

"Roll the bed and run away." After killing Yuan Yong, Chai Asi obviously thought about this question seriously. At this moment, he looked at the house where he had lived for many years, and was quite reluctant to leave.

But a real man is a family in the world and the ancient god mirror is in hand. What can’t be done in the world and where can’t be done? The aftermath of Yuan Yong’s incident is difficult, so I won’t do it anymore. I’m so angry.

"Can you run away?" asked the ancient god surnamed Jiang.

I have to say that killing does have a huge impact on the demons.

Chai A-si was still timid before the bloody battle, and he couldn't beat a single fart with his eight poles. After killing three monsters with his hands, he had already developed a hint of fierceness.

He replied seriously: "Supreme, the little demon has considered it. This Yuan Yong came out to extort money and must not make a big fuss. Only bringing two subordinates also shows this. In addition, the place where I live is very remote, maybe they don't know that Yuan Yong has come to my house, and no one wants me to kill him. As long as the body is clean, there will be plenty of time to escape. I am not an important character, and no one will care about me when I leave the city empty-handed."

Observing words and expressions is his life experience, and it is also the necessary survival ability for a little demon like him. In fact, he has a considerable understanding of the nearby minds.

This guy Yuan Yong is very fierce and unique. He also disagrees with relatives inside the Water Curtain Hall, and only wealth is the picture. He suddenly disappeared for a few days, and probably no one cares.

When the Water Curtain Hall was found here, his shadow was gone. So what would happen to the flower fruit? So what would happen to the Moyun Yuan family?

The demon world is so big, can it be plowed all of them all?

The voice in the mirror asked, "Then where are you going to escape?"

"Shenxiang Flower Sea!" Chai Asi said confidently: "The shop I often go to is a branch from Shenxiang Flower Sea, and I do business with kindness. I have been asking about the situation there and know very well. I ran over and hid my name, and I designated it as a calm and peaceful place! I may be able to come back in ten or eight years."

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The ancient god in the mirror was silent

The little dog demon is quite thoughtful and wants to go to the sea of ​​Shenxiang Flowers. Wouldn't that be getting further and further away from the civilized basin?

Furthermore, if you regard "God's will" as a pool of water, if your surroundings are too calm, will the tiny ripples brought by me, an outsider, be too conspicuous?

"Where is the leader of the Jinyangtai armed forces?" The voice in the mirror asked. "Where is Spider Lanruo?" The voice in the mirror asked again.

"Where is your home?" The voice in the mirror continued to ask.

The soul's three questions fell, and the excitement that had just killed the monster disappeared in an instant.

Chai Asi's expression became depressed, and the light in his eyes dimmed. He slowly lowered his head and slowly pounded his forehead hard: "But... But what should I do?"

"Don't be sad, don't be nervous. Think about it carefully, is it irreversible?" The voice in the mirror was extremely patient: "For eternity, any monster...

We cannot escape the word "fame and fortune". We need to consider these two aspects in any thing. Specifically in Yuan Yong's matter, it is a reason and a value."

Strike first, then encourage. First make him confused, then point him out. This is the wonderful method of preaching.

Why can Wusheng Buddhism develop so fast? It is naturally grasping people's hearts. "Famous and profit?" Chai A-si's eyes were ignorant: "Reason? Value?"

This dog demon is too stupid and naive, and the great ancient god can only tempt it: "You might as well ask yourself a few questions... Do you have any reason to kill Yuan Yong? Are there any reasons to let Hua Guo forgive you? Secondly, what will Hua Guo need? Is it the monster Yuan Yong, or an obedient and capable incense master? Can you replace Yuan Yong's value?"

The great ancestor Emperor Wu of Qi once publicly described the words "fame and fortune" and used them calmly as a valuable tool for the control of people. A famous saying says: "What's the difficulty of driving away life and death? It's nothing more than chasing fame and fortune. I don't ask the heroes of the world to be loyal to me, but I just want the heroes of the world to come and go to court and to do their best to be fame and fortune!
To be continued...