Seeing that he was the same age as him overwhelming others, Lang Lang Nha couldn't help but snorted and suddenly said: "Is the fireworks place really that fun?"
But now, Fang Cun suddenly realized that perhaps he had saved this derivative process.
Filled with emotion, he lightly flicked his wide sleeve and tossed it into the air.
Luc Vo's voice came from afar, passing through the light curtain created by the disciples through the formation, reaching everyone's ears, creating endless cheers.
You can't avoid whatever comes, and you can't avoid it at the end, so there's no need to avoid it!
Xu felt the breath of the future storm, and many ordinary people near the square had to abandon the good positions they had occupied for many days, looking for places to escape the coming storm .
When the bowl was empty again, Ling Langya suddenly asked curiously: "Actually, I'm very curious, how does Mr. Pei know my name?"
When ordinary people see this formation and think about the theme of today's ceremony, even the stupidest people can guess what is going on without hearing the referee's announcement.
After a few days, when the rice has dried, it will be milled into rice again. The time was ripe. Although Ling Langya and Hu Xu did not want to let go, they were thinking about the Fengwu ceremony, so they had to say goodbye to Su Meixue and go to the capital of the Zhao Song dynasty.
Van Tieu waved his hand helplessly and said: "Anyway, I forced you!"
Mac Truong Ha was startled and asked: "Could it be that they were all captured by Daoist Liet and never came back? These people climbed high branches."
On His head there is a lotus flower blooming from blood.
The woman agreed in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
As she spoke, she suddenly glanced at Young Master Long Thanh and said: "You can't do it, I don't need to say the consequences!"
This time it was the turn of the two Phuong family elders to be surprised: "Didn't I already give it to you?"
Van Tieu said: "So do you know that I am in Trieu Ca, and many like-minded friends participate in a number of associations, all of which are elegant and interesting associations, such as Thanh Bach poetry club, Shenju dance club? club, Qiankun chess club, Changliu club, music club, Sanqiaodong magic club, Ten Mile Lane Xunhua club, four officials' horse card club, three alliance Bang, Four Seas Marriage Club, Peach Blossom Temple's Famous Antiques Appreciation Club, etc.?"
Ma Dun lay helplessly on the ground, unable to maintain the mysterious energy in his body, so he had to let the rain wash away his body.
Even if it is a weak stream, its goal is to merge into the Bizhen River and embrace the more magnificent world.
Having finished speaking, without waiting for Luc Vo to answer, the poet stomped his feet, jumped into the air and hovered on top of the platform.
Ling Langya and Hu Xu looked at each other and pointed in their direction. Through the short and narrow passage, they seemed to be able to see through the barrier formed by countless stalactites.
In the official version, this is the case. Legend has it that in prehistoric times, a towering sycamore tree grew on the banks of the Bizhen River in the south. The sycamore tree soars to the sky, its branches and leaves stretch for several miles, obscuring both the sky and the sun. That is where the Phoenix resides. At that time, under the protection of the phoenix and plane tree, the nearby people lived and worked in peace and harmony.
People who cultivate the heavenly way live in rivers and lakes, refine their souls with mystical power, transcend all things, can change all things, become supernaturally holy, and live for more than a thousand years. People who practice the holy path stand in the main hall, train their bodies to have the original source, lead sentient beings, achieve sentient beings, and compete for hundreds of springs and autumns in the world. Humanity's cultivators, all sentient beings, live in the mortal world with their lives, and live in the world, but with the power of a skill, they only live for a hundred years.
Vuong Thong thought for a moment and said: "The prime minister has something to say. Please make a promise to the Great Maester. If you promise, you will be extremely grateful. I will thank you." a lot in the future."
Subconsciously, they almost thought that Fang Cun and Yun Xiao were joking.
Mo boldly stood outside in the field and watched the two people pass through the field and then disappear before his eyes.
The person who received the box from Manh Chi Tuyet was a middle-aged female Confucian scholar. She smiled softly: "Are you back?"