Mo Qingfeng’s eyes closed slightly, and his left hand floated with a wave of his hand. The six people behind him also moved like a blink of an eye, and the seven people disappeared when they heard the sound of a wind.
Mysterious cave colorful brilliance, now I see that the shadow is reversed, and then I change it into seven colors of rainbow light, which instantly shows the appearance of seven people. I am in a dark but elegant stone room, but I can’t hide the fact that everyone is naturally clear.
Where did you put it? Mo Qingfeng looked askance at the end of the golden night.
In the patriarch’s room, the golden night bowed his head and said, it is most appropriate for the patriarch to kiss the cloth for a long time.
When Mo Qingfeng nodded, he felt the breeze rippling behind him. With nine days of heavy wind, the other six people turned around and saluted the patriarch together.
A piece of clear light flies, Ruicai Xiangyun surrounds the figure, and a clear figure falls into front of everyone. The cloud astigmatism fades away. If Yue Xian seems to be in the sky, he turns and stands in a misty light fog, raising his hand and gently twisting the black moustache. He is a middle-aged man who is floating, elegant and calm.
Get up. I don’t know. Nod slightly and watch these seven people get up with their proud brothers.
One step before the golden night, the patriarch destroyed Canglan and has been placed in your room. The person is in a coma but his life is in danger.
I don’t know how to frown lightly, but I’m a stranger to the ordinary monk who knows all about the matters in the Sect.
He changed in the temple of candlestick today, and the young man who entered the Sect failed to practice everything, and he was also a waste.
Today, he moved. I don’t know how to twist his hair lightly, but he is still a powerful and dignified person. Is he still a waste?
Mo Qingfeng just got his mind to know what happened at the moment, and others were silent. I don’t know, slowly look at the seven brothers, and go and see the young man first
It was Mo Qingfeng who took the lead and pulled out. I don’t know how to make way for a respectful moment and followed.
I don’t know if the room is deep in this stone room, and the top of the head is the central part of the temple of heaven. This secret stone room is built underground in the temple of heaven and connected with the outside world through a layer of dreamland. It has always been a secret conversation between the seven brothers of the patriarch.
I don’t know, in front of the door, my right hand and my two fingers were dark, and when I moved slightly, I made a hole in the door. The furniture of the Millennium Shimen room was quaint, and the pen and ink hung on the wall. I don’t know, the incense burner was wrapped up in front of me, and the light was clear.
Well, I don’t know if it’s heavy and clear. At the bottom of the frame, there is a teenager whose body shape is ordinary and a little special. His breathing is condensed and dim, and he is in a coma.
Patriarch, he is out of surging billow mo breeze approached behind heaven knows.
I don’t know how many days it is, but I don’t turn my eyes and see that the clouds on Cang Lan’s brow seem to bring a dripping rain.
Is brother teach seven brother golden night hurriedly column a moment to say
I don’t know if the last brother is still a leisurely twisted hair and a monk.
Yes, although it is said that the golden night of destroying Cang Lan has no glory, it is dark in my heart to reply. This ruined Cang Lan is thrown to the patriarch today, but on second thought, it may be that the golden night is not tight.
I don’t know what it looks like to stand leisurely, but it doesn’t move. It takes a little bit of qi induction to detect and destroy Canglan’s body, so it can be clearly seen. I can see the deepest part of it. I don’t know how to answer the golden night. I don’t know how to smile coldly. I suddenly flick my shoulders and look at my hair coldly. You call this naturally evil and cold person who can’t be judged as a mortal. Go and find such a mortal for me
Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 1: The story of reincarnation is uncertain.
Without moving a word, everyone knows that God has lost his temper. This emotion has always been hidden, but it is even more terrible. Jin Yeran knows that he has to kneel down and apologize.
Mo Qingfeng, I don’t know, just now, words are also for the teacher younger brother to clear the way to calm down. You just said it.
Do you all feel the cold in his body? I don’t know how to sleep in front of the light lift. Cang Lan, a piece of quiet air, is as cold as ice. At first glance, it looks like a cold dead man.
Seven people should be light, but if they don’t know the sky, they will slowly go to destroy Cang Lan, flick the cloud sleeve and bend down to a slender finger to reach the young spirit. This cold is everywhere in the depths of his blood and rolling is a kind of immediate strength. Although he doesn’t even know the true qi and refined gas in the depths of his body, he hides a group of hard-to-judge gas. I don’t know if the sound is getting colder and colder. Hold down and destroy Cang Lan Tianling, and his finger seems to pierce the young flesh and blood at any time.
How can two kinds of strange energy be entangled in the depths? I don’t know if my brow is tight and suddenly I can resist the long cloud sleeves of my fingers and make a short hunting sound.
The golden night heard the patriarch whisper and knew that the words had the same thoughts in their hearts, but they didn’t dare to send them at the moment. It was Mo Qingfeng who broke the stagnant atmosphere. Aren’t you something to tell me at night?
I looked up at the golden night but bumped into Mo Qingfeng. I don’t know two eyes. Mo Qingfeng continued, tell the patriarch directly.
It’s a golden night with a wry smile. Mo Qingfeng’s life is watertight. At this time, I don’t know that it is a serious accident to look dignified, so I have to get up and go to heaven. I don’t know how to bow down. My brother thinks of heaven, and his body is a cold spirit, a fire and a cold, and he doesn’t understand the tit-for-tat.
I don’t know if I can sum up four sentences after listening carefully in this day, but then I smiled and patted the golden night on the shoulder and said, you are a thoughtful person, just like I thought
It happened that my brother didn’t know what was in the words and didn’t like the truth. He was still scared and couldn’t help bowing his head.
Ice and fire are not always heaven and earth. If ice and fire can be evil spirits, I received this volume when I was a disciple of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, I said that there would be a catastrophe between heaven and earth. At that time, I would appear as an ice spirit or a fire, but I didn’t know whether it was a catastrophe between heaven and earth. I didn’t know whether it was redemption or destruction. I slowly turned my back to everyone’s eyes and looked at the room. It was a fairy tale. It was far away, but who knew that we were cursed and came to our eyes.
Patriarch, is it true that Mo Qingfeng doesn’t know what to say? How can this young man, ordinary and strange, live in the holy things’ heavenly union?
In my life, I’ve never seen an ice-and-fire artist based on the Jianghu. I’ve practiced all kinds of different legal persons for many years, but I’ve seen several people who can double ice-and-fire against heaven and earth. I haven’t seen and won’t know how to twist my hair lightly. I look at it and I’m still in a coma. I chuckled and laughed. I didn’t expect that I’d never seen it in my life and I was in my own family.
The seven people all stood still and said nothing, and their hearts were faintly guessing.
Destroying Cang Lan’s cold body is heavy and biting. The quaint room is ethereal, fragrant and strange, and it seems to be biting. This atmosphere is uncomfortable, but this represents the highest practitioner of Daomen’s famous Sect, but his words are suppressed by a heavier mood.
Sleepy teenagers don’t know each other, which is the source of this strange atmosphere. They seem to be asleep, breathing slightly and not moving.
Patriarch, what are you going to do? Mo Qingfeng secretly cleared his throat before opening his mouth.
Oh, my God, I don’t know. I stretched out my hand and twisted a sapphire poking stick and leisurely reached into the carved incense burner on the console table. I gently picked the ashes and said, "Get rid of this child just in case."
Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 11 Ice and Snow, Beauty, People’s Hearts, Compassion, Trap.
When I heard this, all seven brothers had a light neck and felt a heavy breath in their throats.
I don’t know, but it’s still carefree and natural. It seems that it’s easy to gently dial the ashes. It’s like saying nothing. If you see the patriarch again, Wen Moqing will look back at other teachers and younger brothers and sisters. Everyone is silent and wants to get a glimpse of each other’s eyes.
A kill made the quaint room suddenly filled with dark murderous look, even the misty smoke lost its color. The golden night could not help secretly turning to look at the destruction of Cang Lan. When he bowed his head and fell asleep here, his consciousness was not white, but he was kissed by the patriarch and ordered to kill.
Look at the teenager’s appearance, but sleep soundly on a golden night and wrinkle his brow. I don’t know if I can’t bear to see the sky, but I don’t know if I will wait for them to execute this killing order. Do you really do this when you cross your heart and step closer to the big brother behind Mo Qingfeng?
Mo Qingfeng didn’t wait for the words, but it was very low in the golden night, but it was clearly heard in the sky. He smiled and said, I didn’t mean what I said. Do I have to ask your big brother again?