Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

"What's the matter? Don't want to see me?"

Lan Luo was dissatisfied, deliberately said the face.

Xiao Chen whispered: "No, when to meet."

"Tomorrow, it’s so late tonight, you are a little tired."

"Ok."

Under the arrangement of Lan Luo, Xiao Chen got a room in Houfu, quite a quiet and quiet courtyard.

It is also very suitable for Xiao Chen's preferences.

This night is really tired.

To be precise, from the entry into the tower, it was chased and killed, and now, there has been no rest.

Xiao Chen put the little monk aside, lying in bed, closing his eyes and swearing.

Difficult but never come, lying in bed, the leaves outside the window fluttering, creaking, like it is raining.

It was an old tree in the courtyard. Under the night wind, the leaves were blown off.

The leaves are full of rain, and what does Guan Qing not sleep?

There is something in my heart that naturally makes it difficult to sleep.

The sideways opened his eyes, the moonlight outside the window, and the mottled sprinkles on the ground.

Xiao Chen didn't sleep anymore, his face was expressionless, his thoughts were flying.

I still think in my mind, before the Tianze scholars leave, deliberately explain the words.

"Although what I said is ugly, but the eighteenth|nine, all are right..."

The words that Tian Ceshu gave to himself were not very good, as they said.

If it is not allowed, there will not be so many people, and the team will ask him to count.

But looking at the calculations given to the young monk, regardless of the process, at least the result of the small monk did get a big chance.

I am so destined to be troubled?

The road of Longdi is destined to be difficult and can be expected. Xiao Chen didn't care. He cares if he can see Liu Ruyue smoothly.

The white dragon saint, the genius of the wind, the dragon **** Prince, is also fascinated by it.

In the dead of night, if you don't sleep, you will inevitably think about it, and you will be upset.

The words of the rivers are also in the mind, somehow, and chaos the thoughts of Xiao Chen.

Hey!

Can't sleep, Xiao Chen got up and put on his clothes, and took the knife and walked away.

"Xiao Brother, what are you doing?" The little monk opened his eyes and said in a confused way.

"Let's practice the knife, you sleep."

The moonlight is like water, and it falls on the courtyard. It adds a layer of crepe to the scenery in the courtyard.

Xiao Chen took out the knife and swayed freely.

There are mixed feelings in my heart, some are anxious, some are violent, and some are indignant and unwilling.

The more so, the more his knife, the more delicate, the softer.

The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose.

It is very good to control your own state of mind, not to let the knife, lose the delicate and the rules.

If this heart is hard to come by, but ask for innocence!

Hey!

The knife and the light swept, Xiao Chen gently picked, the straight hegemony, the full moonlight of the garden was condensed into a bundle, rushing away.

The tip of the toe is light, the figure is empty, the white hair is white, and the flutter is flying.

Between the dances, the endless moonlight radiates from Xiao Chen.

For a time, the moonlight in the courtyard, like a snow, more like a flower, dances with the wind.

The garden is full of flowers, such as poetry and beautiful paintings.

Xiao Chen paused and stopped, using a knife as a pen. People were in the painting and their hearts were outside the painting.

If this heart is difficult, then who can understand me!

Understand the persistence of loneliness and loneliness for so many years, understand the burden of Qinglong's revival, and understand the persistence and persistence of my heart.

If the moon is like a flower, let the flowers dance and fly. No one is a friend of poetry.

Rubbing!

There is a crisp cracking sound, the picture is broken, the light and shadow are scattered, the moonlight is scattered, like a broken flower, no one pity no one hurts.

If this heart is difficult to find after all, there is no way to find someone who knows, and what is the use!

The night is getting deeper and the chill is thicker.

Who pity me thin clothes, alone and alone.

Accompanied by the ruin of the flowers, the overflowing knife, the grief that can't be said.

But this grief, not turned into anger, nor turned into hate.

You can be sad and worry, not angry or hate.

And with a knife to create a dream, dreams have a good wine, dreams of a beautiful woman. The beautiful woman is drunk with me, and the beautiful woman laughs with me.

No sorrow, no worries, no flowers in the dream, someone to accompany me.

If you don't understand the beauty of dreams, how can you dream with a knife and dream with a dream.

Under the mottled moonlight, there was an illusory scene in the courtyard. Some people were drunk, some people laughed, and some people danced to the moon.

Unclear, whether it is true or false, whether it is a dream or a reality.

If this heart is difficult to endure, let me sleep and sleep forever.

Dream, after all, wake up.

The blink of an eye, not the disappearance of the dream, clearly that the whole world slipped away from the hands.

Infinitely huge loss, filled with heart, the knife in the hand, can you continue to hold tight?

Hey!

Suddenly there was a knife in the courtyard, the knife in the hand, and the purple inflammation burned.

Wait until the purple inflammation dissipates, the dark body is turned into a dreamy purple, as if this is the true color of the knife.

Hold a long knife and wave your heart.

The night of the garden is quiet, and it is quietly scattered. The purple knife light is like a water.

Xiao Chen’s face changed abruptly. Under the purple knife, a black man on the wall was forced out of his body.

"Who!"

call out!

A long knife thorns, full of purple, condensed into a bundle, spurt away.

The man was amazed and his body was slightly flashing, but his shoulders were still penetrated by the knife.

I looked at Xiao Chen with a strange look. The figure flashed a few degrees and quickly left.

The night is dark and the eyes are gone.

As if it had never appeared in the air, only the air, the purple knife that has not dissipated, proves everything.

The knife was returned to the sheath, and Xiao Chen’s brow was slightly wrinkled, but he did not chase it.

This person, who can appear silently, is activated by himself and activates the real body of the tyrant.

Explain that the strength is much higher than myself, but it has not been shot, and it is obviously not malicious.

Among the Houfu, the hidden dragons are lying.

Those with such strengths, at least ten people, rushed to chase, and it is not good to get things done.

The thoughts are broken, the knife, naturally can't dance.

I came to the stone table in the courtyard and gently placed the tyrant on it. Xiao Chen took out the millennium fire and boasted it.

The sword was finished, and the restless mood was settled.

A few glasses of wine, belly, unconsciously, covered with a layer of moonlight, fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the glare of the sun came in, and my neck was stiff and uncomfortable.

This time I found out that I was holding my chin in my hand and I slept for one night.

"Xiao Gongzi, bothered. Hou Ye prepared a family feast, and wanted to invite Xiao Gongzi to go, the county owner ordered me to entertain."

Outside the courtyard, stood a beautiful and beautiful maid, said a pretty.

Xiao Chen slowed down and returned to: "You will wait, I will finish the wash, then I will pass."

Slightly sorted out, Xiao Chen carrying a little monk, under the leadership of the maid, went to the feast.

Generally speaking, the more grand family banquet is usually set at night.

Set up a family feast in the morning, indicating that there will not be a lot of people who are invited. It may be that there are only two people, besides Hou Fuzi, who are both self and a small monk.

Houfu is very big, the corridors are aisle, the rockery is like a maze, criss-crossing.

If no one else leads, you may really get lost in it and turn around.

In a wrong way, Xiao Chen found the front, there are a lot of people marching forward.

The destination seems to be the same as myself.

But many of them can be seen, just followers and guards, the real master is the young man who is wearing the robes.

The young man is quite handsome, very easygoing, and can see the smile on his face.

When talking to the maidservant who led the way, there was no arrogance, and the maid was so shy.

In addition, the young man has a compelling extravagance.

However, the easy-going temperament of the body is a good cover for this extravagance, which makes people feel very close.

Xiao Chen stopped and thought that this person had nothing to care about.

Stopped because Xiao Chen was on his body and found a relatively pure dynasty.

The four major emperors occupy the main dragons of the great world of the central government. All the blood vessels of the imperial family can receive the protection of the dragons.

The purer the blood, the more acceptable the dynasty dragon cloud.

In the vast borders of the Yanwu Dynasty, there is such a long-distance blessing, and the air transport is much stronger than ordinary people.

In addition, the aristocrats who accepted the imperial dynasty, according to their title, can also be blessed by Longyun.

For example, Long Teng waiting, it is the title of the Marquis, which is second only to the prince.

After all, in any dynasty, the king of different surnames is extremely rare. Under the common sense, the Marquis is the highest.

Dragon Teng will also have this luck in the dragon, but it can be found that it is another thing.

"That is the rain county, and this time I was invited to participate in the family banquet. It is said that it was a special trip for the county owner. I would like to invite her to join the Seven-Piece Gate."

Seeing the eyes of Xiao Chen, the maid who led the way, stopped and said with a smile.

The maid looks like a special understanding of the king of the rain, and asks a lot of questions.

Look at his eyes, it seems quite fascinating to this rainy king.

Seven Pinzong Gates have stood on top of this world, and there are only a handful of people who can be called the Seven-Popper Gate.

The vast Yanwu Dynasty is estimated to be a few.

The competition is extremely fierce, and even if it is a royal family, there will be no special treatment.

It is so confident to invite Lan Luo, join the Shenjian Pavilion, and want to come to their own strength, not to go anywhere.

Did not think much, Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Continue to lead the way."