Sword of Coming

On both sides of the mountain path, there is no white paper lantern with high branches. It hangs in the air and sways with the wind. It has already become a red lantern. The blood is boiling like boiling water, the blood beads splashing, the lanterns are constantly hitting, and the monks are smashing. sound.

The wedding dress female ghost is sobbing and sobbing, she is always reluctant to put down her hands, and she does not put the **** of yin in her eyes.

The yin and heart are moving, and Lin Shouyi is told by the mystery of the heart. If the boy has a chance, he will use the broken character belonging to the mountain qi. Then he will try to entangle the female ghost. Once the "Huangquan Road" is broken, take it. With Chen Ping, he just took the road out of the mountain, don't worry about him, remember not to take this mountain road under his feet again, and Chen Ping would use the Xiang Fu to open a new road.

After Lin Shouyi promised, he was tentatively asked, and he did not need to leave him the name. The Yinshen shook his head and said that he couldn't get it anymore. The sword was too heavy. It was the best way to open the road. The grass was stained with the bright and bright swords of the sun and the moon. Congenitally restraining the femininity, it is not conducive to the opponent to continue to use the ghost trick.

The wedding dress female ghost's hands were wiped out to reveal a pale face with no trace of blood. He smiled and said: "First, don't ask for it, then don't say goodbye, non-gentlemen do."

The shadow of the yin **** is blurred, such as the candle melts rapidly, and finally turns into a smoky smoke like a black ink, rushing to the wedding dress female ghost.

She raised her hand and waved her sleeves, spreading her sleeves, as big as a bird's wing, and guarding her in front of her.

The female ghost was still instantly knocked out and went out seven or eight feet. The red lantern on the way back was bursting. The blood in the lantern was not spattered in the mountains, but flew to the woman who was knocked back by the Yinshen. On the other side of the ghost, such as Yan homing. The situation is similar to that of the old man's soul-stricken scorpion, absorbing the essence of the residual soul of the femininity.

Lin Shouyi said: "Be prepared to follow me, first take out this mountain road and say, Chen Pingan, then we have to open a new road between the trees. The Yinshen predecessors want you to use the Xiangfu knife. open circuit."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "I am going to carry the old Taoist, I can't see death."

The blind people are lying on a dozen steps and dying.

Chen Pingan flew past and turned to take care of the poor old man.

Lin Shouyi stood fixed, and the **** took out a yellow paper symbol, whispered and chanted.

It is the fault-breaking character of one of the landscape characters. According to the explanation of the Yin God, there are thousands of landscapes, and there are many kinds of mountains and rivers. It is one of the essential symbols for entering the mountains when entering the mountains. Preventing the appearance of the so-called ghost wall in the mouth of ordinary people, in fact, is worried about the deep protection of the mountain guards set by the peers, or the fear of the deep mountain ghosts, especially the places that enter the ancient battlefield sites, mass graves and the like. Exotic vulgaris, if there are not a few broken obstacles, yang temperament, and Sanqing meditation, it is simply a self-investment.

Lin Shouyi blinked in the eye, the youngster's eyes deep, flashed a touch of golden light, Shen Sheng: "We follow the sign and walk."

I saw the broken hand of the boy's fingers drifting away, hanging in the air of a person, began to sway, like a drunk who is recognizing the road.

Fu Wei came to the side of the road near the gable and hovered silently. Li Wei asked: "Is this going to us to crash into it?"

Lin Shouyi took the lead and stepped forward, and his body suddenly disappeared.

Li Baobo and Li Wei walked in one after another. Chen Pingan finally carried the donkeys on the old road and disappeared on the mountain road.

The yellow paper plaque originally wanted to follow, but it seemed to be quietly smashed, and the aura faded and fell to the ground.

A group of people appeared in the depths of a jungle, and they looked at each other. Even if they were using Lin Shouyi, who used the broken-handle, they were somewhat confused.

Chen Pingxian first asked Lin Shouyi to carry the old man. He began to climb the big tree and looked around at the highest point. It seemed that they were located in a mountain surrounded by mountains. Even if it was Chen’s eyesight, it could not be seen. A vaguely presumed sight.

Before leaving the mountain road, in the distance of the mountain road, the Yin God and the wedding dress ghosts are fighting, and the sound of the lantern bursting is endless.

After walking out of the mountain road with the obstacles, it is the silence of the Wans, the silence around, the silence, the huge gap, not only does not make Li Wei feel peace of mind, but even more fear.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and held the Xiangfu knife. "No matter what, go south, there is no mountain blocking there."

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Among the towering hills of an ancient tree, there are high-rise buildings, and the mansion is brilliant. The specifications are better than the people in the world. I am afraid that only the county palace can compete with it.

The mansion hangs the "Xiu Shui Gao Feng" gold plaque, and the penpower is strong, such as the immortal pen. There are a pair of huge stone lions on both sides of the gate. Both of them are tall. One lion stretches his claws and holds down the life-size stone-carved children. The posture is majestic.

An old man in a green shirt was carrying a red lantern, and the old man walked out of it.

It was the great man of Langzhong who was the priest of the 骊 骊 祠 。.

The old man sighed and frowned. Obviously, it would be very troublesome to go to the door. He inserted the lantern into the foot of a stone lion. For almost a moment, the original gloom and glory of the Qing dynasty, the bright, the high High and low, nearly a thousand lanterns, and lit up at the same time.

In addition, countless doors were pushed open, and a figure of a beautiful woman, an old manager, a mafu cook, a prostitute, and a nursing home, no less than a hundred people, like the instructions of the homeowner at the same time, began to work.

It’s just that these people are almost all pale and have no eyes.

In a garden, the lame boy and the round-faced girl cuddled against each other and leaned against the foot of the wall.

The lame boy is bleeding, and he is seriously injured. Even if he is allowed to leave, it is estimated that he will not be able to walk a few steps. In order to deal with the amazing wedding dress ghosts, the juvenile drags the dice to make the "devil and ghost" four silver. The character character, entering the face of your face, is a sinister means of extremely derogating the soul.

The little girl cut through the skin several times, and the blood loss was serious. Even now, plus how much the female ghost's haze is contaminated, the little girl still has some dizziness and disgusting nausea.

When the lantern was lit, the face of the lame teenager became more and more ugly, and quickly reached out and caught the girl's eyes.

Among the youngsters’ sights, there was a decaying bone, and only half of the body was exposed on the ground. It was densely populated, like vegetables planted in the vegetable garden, no less than forty or fifty.

The lame boy is somewhat desperate.

Because one of the corpses, the bones centered on the ridges are pale gold, and the bones of the limbs are white as beautiful, which has already revealed the weather of the "Five Golden Jade Leaf" in the Five Kingdoms, and according to the blindness, only In the middle five, the high-level savvy gentlemen in the middle of the scene can have such a scene of open branches and leaves, like the old way he can touch the wild martial arts of the five-door threshold, even the golden branches have no cultivation. Come out, let alone talk about jade leaves.

No wonder it will lose.

The disparity in power is too great.

At the gate of the Fuzhou, the middle gate opened wide, and one of the three most powerful langs of Daxie was greeted by a grand ceremony.

The old man did not cross the threshold, but sat on the threshold and looked at the wide street outside the mansion. He whispered: "Mrs. Chu, can you listen to me and don't be embarrassed by those young girls?"

The red lantern that was placed at the foot of the stone lion outside the door swayed violently.

On the lantern, there is a word written by the man who wrote the words "The Soul Comes to Come". As the lanterns drifted a lot, there was a bright red stream.

The old man aggravated his tone and reminded: "Mrs. Chu! Once the children are in your land, something goes wrong, and when it comes time, don't say that you are the mansion, that is, we all have to suffer along with you."

Unfortunately, there is no news.

The old man was a little angry, "Mrs. Chu!"

An old man with an old-fashioned appearance stood in the door and wore a felt hat. After his hands were negative, he coughed and bowed softly. He said softly: "Dayu has divided this mountain and water into the territory of my lady. It has been for countless years, Miss. I have been in peace with you all the time, even in the long years before the old age has been in charge of the management, I heard that my lady, I have had the ancestors of a ancestor emperor, and now we have the 'landscape’ Yongzheng 'Golden Book Iron Coupon. After the unfortunate incident, from your emperor to the current emperor, they also acquiesced to my family’s venting anger, how can we not do it today?"

The old man in the green shirt stood up and turned to look at the old man in the felt hat. He said slowly: "Not only can I not do it today, but I will not be able to ruin the scholars. I will tell you Mrs. Chu in person, but if Mrs. Chu If you don't want to close your hand and don't want to see me, then don't blame me for not thinking about it!"

The old manager took a picture of his chest and stopped coughing. He smiled and said: "Dayu is now turbulent in the mountains, unless the sergeant personally shot, otherwise my lady is really not afraid of anyone, even if I can’t beat some secret envoys from the imperial court. But the lady really wants to hide. Do you really have the strength to dig up the hundreds of miles of mountains and cut off the embroidered river at the same time, so you are not afraid of this, implicating the Qidunshan and the landing of the Zhuzhudong?"

The old man in the green shirt is gloomy. "We are adults, but not the big ones who are bigger than the sky. He always dislikes others."

The door slowly closed, and the old steward stood in the threshold. He smiled and said: "My lady made a speech, saying that you can give it a try."

"Try it!"

Da Lai Li Fazhong shakes his head and is also a cool person. He is no longer entangled in words, walks straight down the stairs, retrieves the red lanterns, and throws them into the sky.

His figure disappeared.

The lanterns are lifted like a red moon.

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On the street of Fuyumenkou, Chen Ping’s group of people stood in the same place and felt heavy.

No one thought that it would come from the wilderness of the mountains and suddenly came to this giant house.

Chen Pingan was responsible for the thorns and thorns, and opened the way with Xiang Fu. At this time, there was also some asthma, and the physical loss was not big, and more was the burden of the heart.

The blind old man behind Lin Shouyi suddenly stopped being pretended to die, and he slaps his own slap in the face. The old tears swayed and said: "I didn’t expect this female ghost to be so horrible. The poor road actually took the initiative to provoke her, still thinking about Demon slayer, it’s really a dog’s eye. These dogs have no white eyes...”

Lin Shouyi was shocked and quickly put the old man down from the back.

After Li Wei was hiding behind Li Bao’s bottle, Li Bao’s face was slightly white, and he pulled Chen’s sleeves and whispered: “Little teacher, are you afraid of not being afraid?”

Chen Ping raised his back and rubbed his forehead sweat. He nodded. "Of course, I am afraid, but it doesn't matter. I am with Lin Shouyi."

Lin Shouyi smiled and said: "I thought I could give it a try. Now I feel that my own point is two, and it is enough for a little finger to hook."

Chen Pingan returned Xiang Xiang to the sheath and handed it back to Li Bao bottle. She saw that she and Lin Shouyi were very puzzled. Chen Ping explained: "Let me give it a try."

Li Wei innocently asked: "The female ghost is not afraid of the Xiangfu knife, not afraid of Lin Shouyi's Fu, but afraid of the fist?"

Chen Pingan did not speak and began to hold his breath.