"If a tea master friend of mine is truly excellent, I would like Ei to accept him as a disciple, but I don't know where the younger generation is now, so I would like Ye Xianren to show ."
I almost lost my temper. Fortunately, at the right ti, Ei opened the clouds, resolving an almost complete tragedy as well.
"It's not your disciple who delivered it in person, but not Ei's disciple either."
He looked toward the clouds, Feng Sheng turned around, nodded, and ran along the mountain path in the blood mist.
Qingyun's phrase "parting ways" broke sothing. Knowing that ancients exist in the long-standing sect language is not surprising. So Ye Fengsheng decided to entrust Lin Dongqing to Qingyun.
In terms of fear, others might have been forced to teach because of the overwhelming power of Eliks Forest, but those who understood the past were different from the clouds. At the very least, he wouldn't prevent his equal status from reaching an agreent on the ground. In fact, he couldn't feed her from the sky. He must know that the consequences of infringent are more serious than disagreent.
"Boundary of the road."
Lin Dongqing saw the voice of Ye Feng under the tree, conversing with Jin Ya Qiu Yun, and stepped forward toward the voice of the Phoenix. His words were filled with tension: "Are you okay?"
From the previous conversation with Qiu Yun, he was convinced that it had been two days. He knew he admired these principals of the Three Villages, who were quite extraordinary, but regretted it for two days. Fortunately, Ye Fengsheng was fine. Fortunately, Ye Fengsheng was fine.
Looking at him, Ye Fengsheng scared his head, effortlessly writing down: "Nothing much about a person."
Unexpectedly, Qiu Yun pursed her lips, lifted her chin with contempt, her eyes filled with disdain.
Fortunately, Lin Dongqing's eyes hadn't grown to the back of his head. He couldn't find these strange things. He kept asking, "Let it age, sect... ptoo! How is Dong Sanyuan?"
He hadn't forgotten his dream of visiting the master, but he didn't truly concern himself about Dong Sanyuan, instead wanting to know the fate of Ye Feng's spiritual cri.
"He died," he said.
Ye Fengsheng turned around, a big voice behind him announced: "I told Qingyun that as long as your qualifications are in his eyes, you can beco Ei, beco his own biographical disciple. If the qualifications aren't good enough, you can't bla yourself or fight for gasoline."
Lin Dongqing was still a true cinema. If he heard the words behind him, his face would have collapsed. Again, Qingyun would realize he was watching. He patted his chest, saying: "Don't worry, I won't lose all the predecessors!"
Under his command, he walked into the clear clouds.
Feng Sheng, with promises, focused his eyes on Qiu Yun in the cage, hands placed in front.
Contrary to the clothes she wore today, she wore a red knitted circular dress, with a needle extending to the neck, completely covering the white shoulders underneath.
In this hot sumr, such attire was sotis strange. Precisely because of this, Ye Fengsheng's internal apology grew stronger.
Autumn's big bomb didn't care about what it said, but the actual action proved the true aning of its heart.
What it enhanced was the ability to purify the heart, not the ability to purify the heart, to such a deep scar, or to use gas to scratch a trap. Even if healed, it would leave an indelible scar. For a woman, such a scar would completely destroy another side, deep inside, no matter where it goes, it's within her heart, others arouse attention in people's eyes.
Even Qiu Yun, whom others had followed for a long ti, couldn't accept such an expression.
Similarly, Ye Feng's spiritual voice, which brought all things here, couldn't ignore his mistakes.
The grandfather owed the people's debt, which had been resolved after three generations, so this lifeline debt should be repaid with Bali?
Ye Fengsheng thought for a while, coming before Qiu Yun, and spoke: "I'm helping you to remove the scar."
Autumn's big bomb looked up, that single-eye photograph, his eyes flashed with a montary smile on his gentle face, "You still need to heal your wound."
Yes, a wound running through the body, even if it's a standard clearing recipe and Ye Fengsheng's decision's voice, can't fully recover in two days. This hole can repair skin and flesh for ordinary people like Lin Dongqing, but for those who have hardened spiritual energy like monks, it requires more ti, not to ntion internal organs and flesh.
Before today, Qiu Yun suggested Ye Fengsheng do not co until the wound healed. Ye Fengsheng didn't listen to him, despite carrying his wound, he both accepted and liked to co, so now there's blood.
Until the three went downhill, the people reacted.
How many people, along with Lin Dongqing, returned with a long Qingyun, helpless, turned to sand.
The deeds of the ancients were indeed cruel. Fighting after an eight-year-old boy with the most promising future, they couldn't let the other half be killed. They showed a love for killing. They used 14 countries to kill everyone. In today's eighth-year period, eight years was entirely possible to begin.
To bring it into his heart, he looked back at Lin Dongqing, with a glimr of hope in his eyes called hope.
The eight veins are exhausted, Ei is about to rise! Lin Dongqing's qualifications are limited to Zhang Zhengxian, Zhang Zhengxian has eight lips. As long as Tianhou is carefully cultivated, he can obtain the Ei flag under the martial arts feet, not Ei flag. A hundred years later, he may not beco a champion!
I have to say, this ti Ye Fengsheng provided himself with many opportunities! Sitting in the city as a master, he can ensure Ei's prosperity for fifty years! He saw all the seniors and teachers standing at the door with smiles!
Cao Kaiyang and Yuan Ning, two dissatisfied people, regretted what they did today in less than ten years' ti.
On the freeway to Fanghai Town, a blue gemstone blue Porsche company sat alone on one leg in the back seat, closed his eyes, preparing spiritual energy for the body, treating bodily injury.
The driver seat was Jing Ya, Ye Feng's spiritual injuries hadn't changed, Qiu Yun's shoulder injury wasn't healed either, so she could only be injured in shifting the driving responsibility.
Suddenly opening his eyes, Ye Feng's voice, with her eyes gazing as before, swayed on the road.
"What's wrong?"
Jinnie was the first to notice, then Giant Rhys turned around, thinking: "What's the problem?"
"No, nothing."
Ye Fengsheng asked Qiu Yun seriously: "Do you rember the day I chased you, you were hit by Yun Zhengqing?"
A slight retreat, how would Autumn Rhy say "rember her what's wrong?"
Lin Dongqing says, he ca with Yun Zhengqing invited to the martial arts competition, but I can't find his trail.
Ye Feng said: "On Mang Mountain, there was not only a proud monk, but the Divine Spirit mark in the temple wasn't necessarily lofty.
After a mont of silence, Qiu Yun asked: "Are they related?"
"..."
Ye Fengsheng mocked himself: "Yes, everything is fine."
No matter how to find excuses for Fang Dazi's arrogance, this sword is Fang Dazi's arrogance stabbing. The reason doesn't matter. Since he had participated in this calculus, decided that for whatever reason to hell, he hardly tried, finally deciding to give up on himself, no longer needing such ntion, nor no longer needing to find excuses for him.
Even after attaining, there's no need to ask why, betrayal is treason.
Touching the bloody purple gemstone on his hand, Ye Fengsheng scratched a Firestone. Watching the golden flas flicker, his eyebrows constantly flickered vaguely.
Nonetheless, he was a friend who he had fun with as a child. Before this, he could use revenge to force loss. Now Dong Sanyuan was dead. So who participated in Martial Arts Bridge Peak liked suicide, but left no body. After leisure ti, the imnse dull pain constantly reminded himself they were almost the best.
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