The lady has been around for decades, and now the fairy's face is so close. Du Cheng is really excited. His mouthful of blood and energy really surprised everyone.

The mood teacher faded quickly and couldn't hold on to him. After a few steps, he only had a pair of beautiful eyes and a pair of pears with tears on his face, just like a green lotus after the summer rain.

Holding eyes, affectionate hair in both hands can be said to be "holding hands and seeing tears, but having nothing to choke."

When the others saw it, they quietly retreated aside, only the little nun butterfly looked up and down in surprise, and finally his eyes were staring at the magma underground.

Zhang Yang and Du Tenglong were in the same place, and Dao was discovered here by himself by accident, which did not mean that he had won the Golden Horned Sword and Golden Sword Technique.

Du Denglong looked at Zhang Yang curiously and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Zhang Yang said: "Do you still remember the stolen family?"

"You have something to do with this matter." Du Denglong nodded. He had this premonition for a long time, but was waiting for Zhang Yang to admit it.

Zhang Yangshuo said slowly: "That day, I came to this cave to practice kung fu and met a thief who called himself Zhao Xiao. This man was seriously injured, otherwise I would not have been killed." I got it from him, and I guess this was the result of him stealing things from his house."

Du Tenglong sighed for a long time: "Let him tens of millions of people escape from He Zhengnan, but he didn't expect to die in your hands."

He looked at Zhang Yang and pondered for a while. He wanted to ask Zhang Yang directly how much he had done now, but when he thought that he was a little man, he could only solve the difficulties when he reached the ground. He didn't know how many years or months it would be, and he felt very depressed. He was not optimistic about this.

"Yunal, you're here. I'm going to go home, there must be a lot of noise there." He said it and walked out of the cave.

"Don't worry, uncle."

There was nothing to do. Zhang Yang returned to the cave and saw that the teacher was also there. He sighed and wanted to be stabbed by the mysterious needle on the ice. His heart was desolate. Although he knew that he should not have hope, there was still a moment of loss.

Zhang Yang flew twice, turned his head and saw the little nun of the butterfly driving a crane, trying to take out something from the magma. As a result, the crane was burned with a few hairs and stopped listening to the calf's nonsense. He cried several times, and buried his head under his butt. The calf refused to mention all kinds of temptations.

He couldn't help but panic and walked over: "Master Caidie, what are you doing?"

The little nun of Sebuty was startled. When he saw Zhang Yang, he quickly scratched his ear and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, nothing." I just looked around and looked around. Ah."

Zhang Yang said that she was not sincere, and slapped the magma and said lying: "Okay, don't pretend to be a little master, I know." Is there anything right if you like there?"

The little nun said blankly: "Why, poor Du'er, what else can't be done?"

Zhang Yang said to her: "Look, are there stones there?"

Wow! The nun jumped three feet high excitedly. "There is indeed a stone!" "It's so fun to be able to float in the fire!" She turned her big eyes and smiled, "Mr. Du, why don't I exchange an interesting stone with you?"

The angsy heart is moving.

"Okay? Hum?" The little nun actually spitted out coquettishly, pulling Zhang Yang's arm and shaking it, as if she had had more than ten years of friendship.
Chapter completed!