A Weird Theater That Started In London

Li Tian is very evil, not only has the signs of becoming a devil among men, but what the brothers and sisters come in turns, is definitely not joking, but is very serious.

Lu Li naturally had no reason to let this kind of guy accost Yue Ling.

And Yan Yixi was actually quite concerned about the death of this junior brother, Tong Kong shrunk slightly, and sighed:

"In the future, people want to know the way... I will be the only one left, alas, it's actually good."

"Different road non-phase plan."

People want to teach?

Emperor Hengyu!

However, right now is not the time to dwell on this matter. Lu Li looked at the beautiful maid walking out of the chariot, and said calmly:

"That's right, Luli, the ancient star of the Big Dipper."

"It really is you, please come with me!"

Inside the chariot, a woman spoke, like the voice, magnetic, very pleasant, drunk to the bone, and at the same time vaguely excited.

Seemingly realizing that he had lost his composure, he explained again:

"One person said that after he became a saint, he would take the initiative to go to the Big Dipper to find you. By the way, there is also the Eternal Starfield..."

After regaining some composure, Yin Qingwu's voice was like a ray of spring breeze blowing by, it was really soft and pleasant, like a phoenix chirping softly.

And after hearing this, Lu Li was able to confirm that the mysterious monk who was going to marry Ziwei's number one beauty was really an old friend!

It was because of this... that he found it unbelievable. To be honest, if it turns out that this path is not feasible, and Yin Qingwu's Taoist partner is someone else, Lu Li will not be disappointed, but will take it for granted.

How could Pan Ming marry a wife? !

But the facts are almost clear, and there shouldn't be any major reversals. I can only feel that everyone will change, especially for people who walk in the heavens and worlds.

However, Lu Li quickly regained his composure, led Princess Yueling, and under the guidance of the maid, stepped into the Divine Chariot of the Moon Palace, while Shanhuang, Yan Yixi and others walked through the air.

The former is not obsessed with the aura of the Holy Emperor brought by riding a dragon horse.

The latter are not eligible…

Divine Moon Chariot.

It was crystal clear and surrounded by rain of flowers. At this time, the jade curtains parted to both sides, and a woman who made the sun and the moon pale and the mountains and rivers dim came out voluntarily.

The number one beauty of Ziwei is well-deserved.

An old friend that Lu Li could understand.

This kind of beauty should not appear in the human world, giving people a sense of unreality. She is a flawless woman, like the reincarnation of Luoshen, with a long neck and a beautiful neck, revealing her quality, her bright eyes, and her magnificent posture.

She has a slender figure, black hair as bright as silk, and a red mole on the center of her eyebrows, which adds endless aura.

Facing the old friend of the future Taoist couple, she was smiling slightly, making the moon dim and the stars disappear, and took the initiative to receive her, without arrogance, let alone putting on the airs of Guanghan Palace.

"Forget it, forget it, don't bully your friend's wife, give brother Lu some face."

Yan Yixi was upright and awe-inspiring: "Looks like I'm going to kill the heart demon!"

While speaking, his eyes unconsciously fell to the bank of the Tianhe River, and he saw the junior brother who had fallen into the evil way. I am afraid that the corpse was not cold, so he began to be whipped by a group of monks.

And this was not what was expected.

Because Li Tian peeped at the ninth beauty of the human race taking a bath, saw the eighth beauty soaking in the Lingquan, and was fortunate enough to witness the fifth beauty take off her clothes in the boudoir...

In addition, there is no way to talk, and dare to speak out any evil thoughts. It is no longer a situation where everyone shouts and beats, but everyone shouts to kill!

Now, Lu Li has done a good deed, which has attracted the applause of countless monks present.

However, he obviously doesn't care about the death of a hungry ghost in lust.

At this moment, the charming smile on Yin Qingwu's face remained undiminished, and she brushed her long hair with her crystal-like jade fingers, and said sweetly, "Please, both of you."

"Where is he?" Lu Kai asked straight to the point.

"Brother Dao, this is not a place to talk."

There was aura in Yin Qingwu's eyes, and she looked very cautious.

At the same time, his eyes fell on Yue Ling.

Among the peerless goddesses, they can also compare, and of course they can shorten the distance faster. With a few words, the silver bell-like laughter cut through the quiet and bright moon night and echoed in the sky.

Their blue hair fluttered and their skirts fluttered, causing countless monks to lose their minds and watch them enter the divine moon chariot.

the other side.

Taiyuan is located in the west of Dongsheng Shenzhou, where the hidden ancient road Tianji Gate is closed, and they are rarely seen in the world.

Especially in the past two thousand years, they have been more low-key, never predicted, never deduced the secrets, almost making people think that their inheritance has been broken.

And the person who made Lu Li miss him has already arrived in Taiyuan, walking in a deep valley that leads underground, where the sun is almost invisible.

It is said that Tianjimen has the unpredictable ability of gods and ghosts, deduces good fortune, and can make various predictions. It is very accurate and has a reputation accumulated over tens of thousands of years!

But because it can see through the secrets of heaven, it will be envied by heaven. Therefore, although it has amazing magic skills, it is difficult to flourish. There are few disciples in the past dynasties, and it is a hermit ancient Taoist sect.

"What's the secret of the half-page ancient scriptures of the ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity in Mingling, and the half-page of the Hall of Renwang?"

Pan Ming pondered.

It has been ten years since he came to this world. He had cut his way early, and now he is only one step away from the holy land, and he can step out at any time.

So Pan Ming planned to plunder the last good fortune before leaving Ziwei.

According to legend ~www.NovelMTL.com~ if the two are combined into one, it will be a complete and complete ancient scripture of gods and spirits. However, there has been a lot of noise and noise for several years, saying that the two religions want to participate together, but it has never happened.

This time, they finally didn't talk empty words, but the two families were very cautious, and fake news kept coming. If they wanted to know the real exchange time and location, they could only come to Tianjimen to ask.

As for whether the other party will refuse... it is no longer considered, unless the sect master is not afraid of the inheritance being cut off in his own hands, and he will become a sinner of the sect.

But when Pan Ming approached Taiyuan, he was stopped by someone, and a Taoist boy came running, handed him a brocade box, and said, "Old Man Tianji knows why you came here, everything is in the brocade box."

"Oh? He knows why I'm here."

Hearing this, Xiaodaotong showed a sad look on his face, and said:

"The patriarch will be enthroned within three days, and every generation of Tianji old man is almost psychic before his death. He can see the distant future, so he can predict this."

"That's it... you can take these things and leave them to the next old man Tianji."

Pan Ming nodded, and took out a jade bottle from his bosom, which contained top-quality dragon marrow, which has the effect of prolonging life, and a 40,000-year-old Xiaoyaowang.

He had planned to make up for the life lost due to the deduction, but unexpectedly, the other party was about to die.

However, since he got what he wanted, Pan Ming would not be stingy.

In this way, money and goods are settled.

He took the brocade box from Daotong, and found that there were two pieces of yellowed paper inside, both of which were folded. to".

"As expected of the Heavenly Mystery Gate, its reputation is well-deserved."

Pan Ming lamented that this hidden ancient Taoist sect really possessed unpredictable techniques, and at the same time, a smile appeared on his cold face:

"I didn't expect you to come first."

Two familiar figures appeared in my mind.