Chapter II People with White Hair
Xiang Daozong naturally knew that going eastward on a snowy night would sooner or later reach the ears of the princes and tigers, and he never thought of hiding it or being able to hide it.
After the six-character doorway practitioner has reached the realm of robbery, he has already got rid of the fate of the world of mortals. It can be said that he has an immortal body that transcends the mortal body, and that he has transcended the realm of robbery and is closer to God. It is not an exaggeration to be called a saint.
Although God’s introduction to the sage is not as good as Zhou Tianjing’s sitting still and watching the stars, he can peek at the world’s events, and it is already unusual to move mountains and fill the sea with thousands of miles of stars.
Xiang Daozong was able to shrink to an inch, and then he came to Miyagi of Dayan Empire from Puyuan. It was a few steps away, so he broke into the Baizong Mountain Gate in Tiandong, and then he came and went as he pleased, and then he made a noise in the 12 Xingchuan of Tiandong. It was earth-shattering and impossible to deceive those saints.
He believes that after tonight, whether it’s the leader in Zhongzhou’s impregnable imperial alliance or the star-studded old man in Bann Kwan Khiang Dao on the top of Kunlun Mountain, the demon emperor of Yunling demon clan will try his best to understand the truth of the first world war on a snowy night and hide the truth behind the Millennium war between the two gods.
In the future, will the disciple Luo Changfeng be found out if he is pregnant with his country, mountains and rivers, and the Bodhisattva will decide how to stand? Those saints who practice Taoism are unwilling to stop at the realm of God’s guidance are like games … All kinds of Taoist sects have tried their best to ask questions even if they are intentional.
He walks slowly and forgets himself.
Snow and snow came to greet their owners by cheering and kissing their tired old faces.
Silver-white snowflakes unconsciously fell into phase, and Daozong Daozong took a step slightly, and the three thousand troubles were as white as snow in an instant.
Xiang Daozong’s hair is white
His white eyebrows grow with the wind and float with the wind.
His eyes went from deep to dim, and his pupils turned cloudy again.
His face, his skin dried up instantly, and his whole person was skinny when he was exposed to the snow and snow.
At last he bent over.
He bent his back.
He coughed lightly and echoed with forgetfulness in Sichuan and Amb Lee.
Huangfuyi see master instantaneous heart like knocked over the cruet bottle generally not taste.
He hurriedly helped Daozong to help his master
Forgetting that the snow in Sichuan is fierce, even if someone helps, Xiang Daozong can’t take another step at this moment.
He is old!
How old he is!
He was injured, and the idol of Tiandong spent thousands of years in the First World War. At present, he is no longer the second belief of the Bodhisattva. At present, he is a pair of poor bones that will be blown down by the fierce snow in Sichuan at any time and will breathe and be attached to the flesh!
Xiang Daozong held out a scrawny palm with a lotus in it.
His muddy eyes looked at the lotus flower on the other side with a weak and hoarse voice. "Crush this lotus flower and save your teacher younger brother …"
Huangfuyi back up the Xiang Daozong left two lines of tears against the snow.
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In the middle of the night, the heavy snow is still dancing tirelessly.
The solitary lights in the courtyard looked quiet and peaceful in the snow and wind.
Lonely lights are still on, and people are still awake.
Whether it’s heartless on weekdays or Mr. Li Xingyun’s talk about it, whether it’s Su Xiaofan, who was born in poverty and has excellent cooking skills, or whether he is mysterious and taciturn in a black robe all the year round … This snowy night has never gone to sleep
But the fellow brothers who worry about their hearts are lying quietly in the river, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter … sleeping!
"We have ten comrades subverting the glorious history of the Academy, and we haven’t written this guy yet. Is this guy really going to be lazy to sleep? It’s irresponsible of me to value it so much! " In the middle of the night, when it’s snowy and snowy, you can hear freshmen complaining and worrying in the independent small courtyard in the Red Mansion District through a long distance.
Listen to the snow in front of Li Xingyun.
He looked thoughtfully at the back of Jiang Manlou, but after all, he couldn’t resist the question at the bottom of his heart. "Tell me the truth about what you or you are doing around Cher and Linger?"
After all, Li Xingyun didn’t shut up about this problem.
Since the peach blossom forest changed, Junze Jade unveiled the veil that everyone had been hiding for a long time, this problem is like crossing a mountain and crossing a mountain.
Jiang Manlou is unwilling to take the initiative, and even more unwilling to be passive.
However, since things have happened, he can’t escape this face after all.
Jiang looked back at Li Xingyun with a serious look, which meant that Li Xingyun was quite unhappy. "I, Jiang Gu, am the master of the first aristocratic family, and I am somewhat curious about the remnants of Jun Day. What’s the matter? Is curiosity also wrong? "
Jiang Manlou is in a bad mood.
In particular, facing the accusation and questioning of his fellow brothers made him feel even more annoyed.
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There is no denying that Cher met Luo Changfeng and others, and he did have some selfishness.
But he doesn’t feel that these selfish feelings hurt each other’s brotherhood. He is just curious about the disappearance of the country three years ago and wants to see if he can grasp some unknown news through Yan Ningxue.
That’s all!
He never imagined that he could seize the long-lost country by some despicable means. He felt that he should not bear the accusation of Li Xingyun!