MTL - Nan Chan-Chapter 81 Xuanyang
"I have a lot of brothers, but there are very few times when I talk about it." Jing Lin looked at the sky like a child who saw honey.
"I have a lot of brothers, but this one is only close to this one." The seeing of the white Lin Bai’s finger touched his hand, the fingers were slender and beautiful, like porcelain and jade, always seducing people to hold Play with your palms. His pity was out of control, and when he saw Jing Lin, he was even more cherished. He felt that he was young.
He is really small.
The sky is thinking.
He is a child many years old, many times many times. I can hold him in the palm of my hand, and I can put him in my arms, and I can even leave him with all the pains of the chest and abdomen, for him to show these childishness unscrupulously under the hard scales of my hard armor.
Jing Lin felt that the sky was hot and unusual. She couldn’t help but sigh a little, saying: “At the moment when the autumn rain is coming, my brother’s illness is getting better and he is not susceptible to cold.”
The armpits were wolf-waisted, and the back shoulders were exposed when they were dressed. Net Lin looked at the movement and saw that the scar was not a sword, but it was like a human being. Net Lin suspected that she had admit her mistake, and she leaned over. She saw the injury in the swaying of the fire. It was really caught by people. The depths of the shadows were on the shoulders of the sky, and they were pulled to his shoulders.
"Have you ever argued with people in recent days?" Jing Lin asked.
The sky was pulling the shirt and blocking the traces. He tied his belt and looked back at the net Lin, and suddenly laughed out of his lips.
"This hurts early, keeps it."
Net Lin went straight back and couldn't ask again.
The sky said: "Curious?"
Jing Lin squats in the sleeves, and the invisible location is down.
The sky was quickly dressed, and the whole body was beckoning to Jinglin. Net Lin relied on the past, and the sky came over and said, "This is..." He turned abruptly. "But, let me talk to you when you are older."
I didn’t pay attention to the eyes of Jinglin. The pillow arm lay down and closed my eyes. Net Lin stayed for a long while, and then looked at the sky, already like a sleep. The stone climbed out of the chest of the sky, sitting cross-legged on his chest, one hand holding his head, and the black bean eyes looked at him melancholy.
The net rain is settled, the fire has been extinguished, and only the sound of the breath of the sky is left. The net Lin will gradually sink into the heart, and the chest will swallow the virtual environment, and the next Linghai will be silent. He has already been repaired to the front of the embarrassing situation, and then stepping over, you can enter the dilemma, and then the hurricane, the sleeves and the rain are all gone. It’s just that this threshold has been delayed, and he has been trapped here for a long time.
When I was contemplating, the spirit of the sea suddenly turned up a strange atmosphere, and it was scattered in the sea of spirits. This breath is vaguely with the power, and the swimming room is like a dragon, and it is always around his lower abdomen. Jing Lin sneaked away and found that his own Linghai did not know when he was damaged. After this temperament, he was flattened and defected. He did not notice it at all.
Net Lin suddenly blinked, palms stuck in the abdomen. Linghai is smooth and waveless, as if nothing happened. The more you think about Lin Lin, the worse it is. When did he receive the help of others? He didn't remember it at all. The breath was scattered and gathered, and it was scattered and scattered. It was already melted together in his body. Not only was it thick and powerful, but it was also extremely hot, and it reminded the pharynx of the pharynx. In the case of Jinglin, I felt that the time of crossing was near, but I couldn’t open the opportunity anyway.
Jing Lin sat for a night, until the cloud was sold outside the cave, and when the cave was slightly bright, it was only a moment to calm down and get up. The sky woke up early, and came back from the outside with the stone still sleeping, taking a few persimmons and eating it. The two of them did not stay much, and went straight to the city of Xuanyang with the mountain road.
Xuanyang City is backed by the foothills, facing the Xijiang River. The Jiutian Gate has built three heavy gates here, engraving the spirits on the walls of the city walls, making the city indestructible and has never been invaded by the blood sea and the evil spirits. Before the seven towns and the two cities were not broken, it was still called the hinterland of the south. Now, the nets come from the net, and the people in the city have already brought their families to the north. The original bustling estuary was abandoned, and the scales were abandoned on the river. The waterway was blocked by the blood sea. The ship was indispensable.
There is also a Lingtian Tower in the city, and there is a big demon in the town under the tower. In the past, it was a beast of the south. It lived in the mud of the lotus pond all the year round. The sound energy mobilized the water of the world. Later, Dongjun entered the realm of the Vatican, and the fierceness was shocked by the world. He was red-eyed between him and Dongjun. Destroy the heart, and then abandon the Buddha's voice, rushing out to do evil, causing flooding in the south. One thing that Dongjun returned to Shunzheng was to take him into Xuanyang City and take out Gaota Town. He couldn’t move for a hundred years.
After entering the city, Jinglin went straight to Lingtian Tower. When the tower was firm, the seal was intact and it was only suffocating.
On the horse's back, the sky looked at Ling Tian Tower and said: "This seal pattern is rare, is it also painted by Dongjun?"
"Dongjun is not resistant to pen and ink, this is painted by his father." Jinglin saw that the color of cinnabar was as new as the road, "The iron hook of the pressure tower is forged by the sea, and it is easy to break."
"What is the end of Jiu Tianjun?" Cangwu touched cinnabar. "His things are different, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false."
"My father came from the South to the sea, and the time has been too long, and he can't pursue it. Only after his father has stepped into the dilemma, he will cross the sword and see a lot of suffering. He is determined to specialize in heaven. When he is pouring blood, he creates it. Jiutianmen, then Guangna disciples, it is not easy to build this grand scene." Net Lin paused, saying, "The father is strict, but the law is wide, many things are set by example. When Tao Di worshipped the door, the east was in the famine. My father sent me to wait for the food to be delivered overnight, and I banned the banquet in the hospital.
"This is admirable." The sky picked up and asked, "I have seen nine days in a few years, I don’t know how the body is?"
"There are times when you have a shackle, and it is caused by sorrow." Net Lin dismounted, and took Ma along the street, saying, "But my father has been suffering for years, and now it is difficult to know. It has become more and more powerful in recent years. Looking through a little, I can’t even look at it at the moment."
Cangwu’s heart was slightly sinking, and he laughed again: “Jiu Tianjun’s cultivation is so bloody, it’s obvious that the situation has gradually entered a desperate situation.”
"Things have not broken to the point." Jing Lin said, "Canglong will be the key."
"How can it be if Jiu Tianjun not only refuses, but also kills Canglong?" Cang said, "The friction in the north is getting deeper and deeper. I think both sides have endured for a long time."
Jinglin took a few steps and said: "If Cang Long does not form an alliance with us, he does not do bad things in the end. The cultivation of the channel is also a matter of heart. The father does not agree with it, how can he kill him."
The sky is leisurely saying: "I can't tell."
Jing Lin said: "If there is such a day, I will not let him die. He is destined to the world, the blood of the sea is difficult for him to break, no matter what, he can not die."
"If you keep him to this point, it will cause brothers to suspicion, and the father blames. You have never met him, never met, even if you have the heart to help, you must be careful." The sky is dignified, "Net Lin, the world's bad guys Good people are doping around, and there are few people in the same way. It is not worthwhile to make a living for this purpose. Moreover, this Emperor... This life is suspicious, deceitful and bad, and the guard is extremely deep. If one day you see him, It may be annoying to be tight. To fight for this, he may not be grateful to Dade. Why bother?"
The reins of Jinglin have been picked up by the sky, and he tied the horses together on the pillars. When Jing Lin saw it, he slowly followed the back of the sky and said, "...he is not so bad..."
"Hey." The sky was washing his hands in the water altar in front of the inn, and he said without raising his head. "Not that you said that he was very mad, and that his wife and his wife were horrible."
Net Lin is also step by step, saying: "... rumors can not be taken seriously."
"Then you hate him." The sky slammed between the fingers, letting the stone pull out the plaque from his sleeve to help him wipe it. He said, "I don't like this person."
"Why?"
"Because he heard that he was born quite handsome." said the sky.
Jing Lin said: "Quite handsome?"
The sky touched his face and said to Jing Lin: "I am more handsome than I am, then I can't bear it."
Jing Lin said: "The skin is illusory. His original body is a dragon. You are different."
"Since the transformation into a person is in the beauty and ugliness, everyone is beautiful. It is like I see you." The sky is slightly biased, slightly closer to the net Lin, slightly wrinkled between the eyebrows.
Jing Lin said: "Well?"
"I see you," Cangwu suddenly lifted the net chin and focused on, "Well... we are pure Lin..."
Jing Lin looked at him quietly.
The sky is light and slippery, saying: "...it is very life-saving."
"Is it terrible? Although I have noticed it in the past, no one has bluntly told me." Jing Lin rubbed his cheeks with his hands and said, "I have a demon to catch the demon. I cast my face on the water, revealing my face, and crying easily. Not only, I said that I never ran again. I suspected that she was a swindler, and she expected that she would leave with me. Now I want to come, it is afraid."
The sky said: "Are you not in the mirror?"
Jing Lin said: "The skin in the world is the same, and the mirror is not me."
The sky again asked: "Who do you think is good, Dongjun?"
"Dong Jun looks good when he is a man." Jing Lin said with a cry, "You look good too."
Then he broke away from the sky and turned into the curtain. The cang stayed in the same place, still feeling his face, and this heart was called "Zhou Zheng" at the top of the face. Where did he compare his original appearance? I also thought that Jinglin would be comforting myself. Net Lin did not even feel beautiful about himself. How do you know what is beautiful and ugly?
The sky stood in the doorway for a long while, and he was disturbed by a word. When he turned around, he took a photo to the water altar before he stepped into the door and squeezed up the net and went upstairs.
In the evening, Jinglin will patrol the city and strengthen the charm for the four walls. There are only 50 people in the city of Xuanyang, but each of them is a good hand of Linghai. It was welcomed before the net Lin went out. When Lin Lin left, he saw that the candle fire had been extinguished next door. He expected that the sky would go to sleep, and he went downstairs.
The nine-day disciple waited for a long time, and when he saw the white robe swaying out, he was happy with his eyebrows. They are familiar with the name of Lin Songjun, and they have been fascinated by the pharynx sword for a long time. It is not easy to see a net lining. Now they will come together and fight to lead the way.
One of them was quite old, and he had a compliment on Jinglin. He then followed Jinglin and said, "Xiaojun came here, but what is the order in the door?"
Jing Lin said: "I haven't sealed the number yet. "Jun Shang" has a collidion with his father. It is not appropriate, or the name. There is no command in the door. I will take a look."
The disciples around did not dare to respond. They only said: "Don't dare to make a mistake before the Yanquan sword, please ask seven."
The autumn night is cold and heavy, and there are some winds. The trees in the city are bleak and deciduous. The ground was covered with a layer of yellow, and it was subtle under the feet. Some of the passing houses have gone to the sky, and the door is blown by the wind, and the screaming "Oh, oh yeah."
Jing Lin asked: "How many people have gone in the city."
The disciple replied: "There has been more than half of the news. Since the news that the seven towns and the twin cities have been broken, the city is full of people's hearts. On that day, some people are dragging their families to take the mouth. Many people don't want girls, they are thrown on the road, the little girl secretly steals. I touched it back. The Yangle Hall in the city is now full, and our food is getting tighter, I am afraid I can't afford it. Fortunately, I received an order yesterday, these children who are not wanted, will be sent to the door in a few days. , taught by the private school in the upper house."
When Lin Lin left, he did not listen to Li Wei’s private affairs. It’s not easy to talk about it at the moment.
The wall of Xuanyang City is solid, and the feeling of the charm is felt when the palm of the palm touches the wall. The spirits gradually emerged, and there was a faint awn in the night. The space above the Xuanyang City immediately emerged, and the Lingtian Tower was covered in a square manner.
On this uninhabited night, if the better-earned people are holding their breath, they will be able to hear the slow and long sleepiness under the tower.
Jinglin walked along the wall, and the blue light fluorescing floated around him. As he walked, he would lay a blue light belt along the wall. Jing Lin single-handedly, only seeing the blue light suddenly sinking, did not enter the soil, followed by the high wall boom and lifted, and grew a few inches longer.
Jinglin stepped back and looked up and asked: "Is there no one on the wall tonight?"
"The situation is critical and I dare not rest." The disciples followed and looked forward, frowning. "How can they not speak out..."
Jing Lin has already gotten up. He went to the city wall and saw the defensive back facing other places, and he took a few steps. Only between these steps, the atmosphere on the wall turned upside down, not waiting for this one to look back, and Lin Lin took the lead in pulling out the sword.
The sword was swept away, and the man’s head fell to the ground. However, he saw that the neck was broken and blood was not taken. He climbed out of Zhang’s small face and his long arm was like a smoke. It was actually a greedy demon.
The net Lin was a little lower, and the weapon that was placed against the wall turned up. He was pushed by the night wind and the blade was thrown everywhere. The garrisons broke their heads and rushed to the net in the chewing voice of greed.
The pharynx spring sweeps like a mans ring and circulates around the net. The net Lin turned over the sword, only to see the Ufa swaying, and the black fog screamed around. I don't know when, except for the wind, there is no sound in the night.
Just between this dead silence, Jing Lin looked back and heard the sudden sound of "咚" under the Lingtian Tower. He took the sword and slammed into the air. He saw the Lingtian Tower swaying violently, and the four houses shouted.
"Not good!" The disciples under the wall were shocked. "Seven less! The specials are going to be broken!"
His voice was not lost, and he was torn and shattered in the wind. Then see Ling Tian Tower slammed, the cracking spell "stab" broke, and found a scorpion claw.
Net Lin stepped on the top of the tower and took a picture of the green mang. The spell is mammoth down, and the screaming of the claws, then violently thundering, with the back stab arched the tower, snoring.
The night moon has entered the cloud, and it is already a **** sorrow. The tidal waves of the **** sea gradually became clearer and patted on the side of the net. The foot is already unstable, and the entire Lingtian Tower is collapsed.
The net Lin took the sword down and the blood smog splattered. The singer seems to be aware of the murderous murder, the top tower smashing the head, screaming at the screaming screaming, and then swooping. Net Lin avoids a foot, and has a great tumbling and leaping.
The sound of the wind screamed in the ear, and the lingering back of the ridge of Lin Lin suddenly provoked a tingling. He hadn’t moved yet, and he felt the chest stirred up. The sea of swells swelled with a wave of blood, and a blood rushed straight up, leaving him black. The five senses were suddenly cut off.
The "door" that has been inaccessible has been opened at the time of this millennium.
The net Lin was set in the same place, and the neck was smashed, rushing into it, biting him at him.
The blood fog suddenly turned by the wind, and the giant teeth were stuck in the shackles. Only one arm swung into the mouth, and the next moment began to rise, and then the arm turned to the giant wall. The wall was smashed out of the cobweb cracks, and the body was slammed into the abdomen. When he was on time, he foamed and became a human body. Whoever thought that his eyes had not been opened, the hair was already raised, and the white foam in his mouth was too late to vomit, and he was slammed into the ground!
The ground cracked, and the smashed head was broken. His arms trembled, his face between the broken stones, and the blood was everywhere.
"Emperor, Emperor..." The noise is like a mosquito, and it is a trepidation. "...Raise me...raise my life!"
The sky does not speak, lifts his head and slams it again!
