Carefree Path of Dreams

"what?"

Yu gradually became a teenager, and at this time he deeply felt the darkness of society.

This profiteer, not only smashed their goods, but even sent them all to hell!

"For the foreigners, you are very bold. It seems that those mines will soon add new faces!"

The patrol captain Sen Ran said.

I was thinking in my heart: 'A stone village in a district, there is no strong person, and there is no strong relationship. Even if it is directly killed, no one will come out...’

Compared with this profiteer, there is no doubt about which side the balance will be.

"Adult, we are willing to give up the goods, please spare us!"

Li Hu’s face was pale, and there was no idea of ​​confrontation. He could only ask for mercy.

"Oh... this is offending the adult!"

The profiteer smiled very openly: "You... give me a hole in the mine and regret it! The guards, please do it!"

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Zhang Kongfan, who was running the errand, stumbled on his face.

"you are……"

The patrol captain glimpsed, and immediately looked at Zhang Kongfan's luxurious clothing, and some of the above marks, looked up and dignified, and bowed to the ceremony: "Adult!"

As a mage, even if it is only an apprentice level, it is also the core ruling class of the whole star city, and each one should not be underestimated.

"Well, these people..."

Zhang Kongfan took a look at the country’s eyes and glanced at Li Hu’s eyes and bit his teeth: “It’s my friend... What happened?”

"Ah... no big deal!"

The patrol captain’s face was stunned, and at the end of the business and the division, he immediately made a choice.

He turned to look at the profiteer, and his face turned a bit blunt: "Hey boss, since you have accused the foreigners of this group of shoddy, please take a trip with us to Tuen Mun, and your warehouse will have to Seal, check one by one!"

"This this……"

The profiteer was immediately dumbfounded.

His cuddling is just a small scorpion in the patrol. Once the other party really wants to 'force the law,' he certainly has no room to resist.

What's more, the boss looked at Zhang Kongfan and his legs began to soften immediately.

He couldn’t think of it, the backstage of the group of bitter haha ​​would be a master!

How can this be?

How can a relationship with such a muddy leg be a high-pitched, god-like figure?

The boss is very sorry in his heart, but he is also clear that no matter what is said at this time, it is useless, and existence is reasonable.

After all, he is a shrewd person, immediately convinced: "Small confession! Repent before you listen to people, misunderstanding with these brothers!"

He looked at Li Hu and Yu, and his face was full of charming smiles: "Those goods are returned as they are, and then they are sent to the Qingyan Shishi, and the fine iron is a hundred pounds. As a gift, please be sure to accept it!"

Li Hu and Yu gradually face each other.

In fact, now, they still don't quite understand what happened, and why the situation has reversed.

The original boss, as if it had become a fish on the chopping board, was still afraid of others.

"All this is changed after the appearance of this adult!"

Li Hu looked at Zhang Kongfan, but he guessed that this person's extraordinary, and quickly squatted: "Thank you for this adult rescue, Shishi Village will always be great!"

"You're welcome, I am also a trustee!"

Zhang Kongfan’s face was somewhat unnatural, and he turned away from the big gifts of these people.

After all, if it wasn't for Master's emptiness, he wouldn't bother to manage the lives of these ants.

"If this is the case..."

Li Hu is also a glorious one. Even if he comes back to the mountain, he does not want to chase after him and make a deep hatred: "Just do it!"

Another ritual to the patrol captain: "Thank you for being fair!"

"Well, you are welcome!"

The captain smiled. Obviously, the other person’s knowledge and understanding made him very satisfied: "I am Luo Fan, you will come to the city in the future, but you can also find me!"

"When things are done, I should go!"

Zhang Kongfan's jaws, no matter what they want to solve next, just pull out and leave.

"Hey? That's..."

As he gradually looked at the direction in which Zhang Kongfan left, he rubbed his eyes and felt that he saw a familiar back, just another glimpse, and the other party disappeared, as if it were an illusion.

"It should be that adult!"

Li Hu also came to him, affirmatively authentic, and the high-ranking people who have a relationship with them, how to see this one is only: "I can't think of the other party can actually drive the spiritual master..."

Between the talks, it is quite regrettable.

Although I knew that Fang Yuan was not the same as Xiao Ke, it seems that the status of people is still far beyond their imagination.

......

At the same time as their tides, Fang Yuan came to the temple of the empty gods.

"Reporting to the temple?"

He looked at the magnificent plaque with a smile on his face: "The rumored Brahma has three kinds of Buddha body, which is for the body, body, and body. Every incarnation is supernatural, unpredictable. I don’t know how many masters have been built?"

"I don't want the layman to know me the truth of the Vatican?"

The emptiness of the gods was slightly shocked, and immediately sighed and sighed: "The ancestors of this ancestors were indeed a buddha, and the rumors have already been repaired. Now that the descendants have been defeated, they have been implicated and have to escape. The classics in the temple have long been dissipated. Where is there any incarnation of cultivation? There is only one volume of the "Fa Hua Jing" in the gap, which records the experience of a predecessor, Gao Yan, who studies the method of the formation, and is poor and incomprehensible. A few minutes of the dream of the empty flower, so I finally promoted to the spiritual division..."

He looked awkward and seemed to recall the original years.

"It turns out!"

Fang Yuan is of course very interested in the array of laws that are mixed in the Buddhist scriptures.

But at this time, naturally, it can't be expressed. Otherwise, it is necessary to directly turn to face and fight.

‘Is not the author of all the secrets of the gods, do not like to write well, have to be caught in other classics? ’

He silently spit in the heart and stepped into the temple one step.

The outside of the temple looked magnificent, and the decoration inside was very quiet. A tall banyan tree stood in the garden, with branches and leaves, pavilions such as Huagai, morning bells and drums, and the Buddha statue was solemn and with a bit of Zen.

"It’s a good place to be quiet, it’s a good place!"

Fang Yuan saw this and could not help but sigh.

"Just like it!"

The emptiness **** seems to be gratified: "If the layman likes it, how long it will take to live here, how long can it live!"

"Thank you!"

Although the courtyard is good, whether it is the former banyan tree, the Buddha statue, or the layout and arrangement of the whole temple, Fang Yuan feels a strong sense of formation.

"I may also be counting myself from the net. Is this empty **** sighed with a sigh of relief?"

He thought with a little funny thought, but under the guidance of the empty god, he came to a wing and stayed directly.

"Guests please eat!"

This Zen room is quite quiet, with a good sandalwood in it, and anything that is used is not extravagant.

Fang Yuan meditated, and immediately came a polite knock on the door. After getting the answer, he came in with a little shaman and a scalp. "The ancestor said, the priest is a guest, not a martial, or a garrison. If you want to eat, even if you tell us, let us buy it!"

"Well, thank you!"

Fang Yuan took the food box, but at this time it was a prime point.

A stack of shiitake mushrooms and greens is made with the chef. It is magical in the decay, the taste is delicious, and there are a few good points. It is also ingenuity, fragrance, and the rice that is eaten is a kind of Lingmi. 'Little Leiyin', like a sword, with a hint of thunder in it, the long-food can be thunder, when eating, the tongue is like an electric shock, it is impressive.

This banquet, even if there is no meat, is not inferior to the royal palace.

"If it is not something, it will be very good to raise a few years here..."

After eating and drinking, he sent away the little sand, and Fang Yuan thought slyly: "If there is no ghost in this city, it will be better!"

"Oh... Fang Yuanjushi!"

I haven't waited for the party to rest, and the gods of the air have come to meet me personally: "The face of the layman is so big, the lord of the city heard that there was a visitor, and even the evening's important things were pushed. I came to see the layman personally..."

"This is not my face is big enough, but the owner of the city is worried about the people, and I heard the tragedy of Hongye Village. Is this anxious?"

Fang Yuan smiled and asked a sentence, and immediately let the empty gods hold on, only to laugh and talk.

......

The newspaper body is very large, and there is a vast garden at the back. In the center of the garden, it is an octagonal kiosk.

At this time, among the pavilions, there was already one more person, waiting quietly.

He was born with a star-browed sword, and his eyebrows were quite arrogant. Although he was a middle-aged person, his skin was like jade, he felt like a lacquer, he wore a high crown, and he was not old.

"This is a small friend of Fang Yuan?"

At this point, he looked up and looked at Fang Yuan, who was slowly coming, with a smile, and curiosity in his eyes.

"The man of the mountain, Fang Yuan, has seen the stars and the city!"

Fang Yuan slightly applied a ceremony, and immediately stepped into the kiosk.

"Small friends come from afar, and the monks as landlords have never been far away, but also forgiveness!"

The voice of the star-falling city owner is a bit magnetic, very manly, and it is like a spring breeze.

But I don't know why, looking at the other side is almost perfect, fully representing the face of male charm, Fang Yuan mouth pumping, but it is the impulse to hit a punch.

At this time, I held back: "I don't care about it. I want to go to Dagan, but I am lost. I want to ask the city owner to ask for a map..."

"Oh?"

The star of the city fell a brow, apparently very strange, and nodded immediately: "Small things, not enough, I will later send people to maps..."

He looked at Fang Yuan, with doubts in his eyes: "Is it true that Xiaoyou really comes from the south of the ice valley?"

That ghost gate is simply a scorpio, blocking the footsteps of most people. At this time, Fang Yuan appears here, and the meaning is really different.