v4 Chapter 32： Half a month [fourth more] (2/2)

Fold the branches, fall into the water, and stir up and play.

A group of grass carp were seeded, panicked, and fled around. Li Xiaoyi laughed and was very happy.

Xiao Chen stood still, standing calmly.

. . . . .

The wind howled, messed up the show, brushed the skirt, and outlined the seductive curve.

The fragrance is blowing in the wind.

At the peak, Li Xiaoyi's eyes were slightly closed, her arms opened, and a whisper was hidden in her mouth.

Xiao Chen stood behind him, with his hands on his back, black flying and hunting. A pair of dark eyes, unparalleled momentum, want to be taller than heaven, step on the ground, in this world, I will take the initiative.

Manner and demeanor, rising from the sky, how many people are comparable in the world?

Li Xiaoyi turned around, his eyes fell on the erect figure, his eyes were dull, and then his eyes were low, and his heart hurt a little.

. . . . .

The mountain was cracked and became a rift valley, a dangerous, non-immortal, ordinary person, no one can enter.

The mountain is green and oily, covered with moss and slippery.

There was an ivy falling and the wind was swaying.

The bottom of the valley was dark and breeze, without a sense of sensation, but in quietness, it revealed Enron.

Li Xiaoyi leaned behind Xiao Chen, and the two remained silent.

After half a ring, Li Xiaoyi raised his eyes, his eyes red, and his face twitched with a smile on his face.

”Brother Xiao Chen, thank you for this half a month.”

”I know I'm annoying. I'll take you here and run there. I won't do it again.”

”After tomorrow's ceremony, Xiaoyi will enter the magic cave to practice. If he does not reach the level of Yuanying, he will definitely not go out. Brother Xiao Chen must cultivate well, and the hard-working Li Xiaoyi is also very good. Much better than you. ”

”Well, I'm leaving. See you, Brother Xiao Chen.”

Li Xiaoyi chuckled, the jade foot was a little bit, and the figure fluttered like a fairy, flickering in the falling ivy, immersed in it, and disappeared.

Xiao Chen was silent. On the bluestone, the clothes on the back were soaked. The tears were salty, bitter in my heart.

He shook his head slightly and sighed, after all, he wanted to let go.

”In the future, there will be a man who truly loves you and protects you. It is worthy of Xiaoyi to entrust him for life.”

”Brother Xiao Chen can't bear too much, but is unwilling. There are countless beautiful women in this world. Xiao Chen has two people: Yue Wu and Zi Yan.

Having said that, one step forward, the space fluctuated, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

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Mid-month.

The Grand Ceremony of the Ten Thousand Demon Sects, without falling into the monks, such a major event, even in that state, can cause a wave.

Numerous sectarians sent monks to congratulate, respectfully, envy.

After the Battle of Zixiaozong, the news of the two monks who did not fall away spread wildly, spreading wildly, spreading all over Beizhou, and even the Zhongzhou giants heard about it and sent elders to congratulate.

On that day, Wanzong congratulated, the scenery was infinite.

Li Yantian dressed up to welcome each other, raised his spirits, raised his hands, and showed endless overbearing momentum.

The disciples of Wanzongzong are all brand new black shirts, with a cold complexion, standing on the side of the road in front of the hall with javelin, their eyes filled with excitement and pride.

Xiao Chen made an appearance, accepted the book, and officially became the elder of Wanzongzong, standing side by side with ink painting. The atmosphere of the two was obscure, faint, and imposing, and they were entangled and complemented each other.

Thousands of miles away, all covered by this coercion.

There are countless monks here tomorrow night. Today, Wan Mozong will rise and become a state power.

After a short ceremony, Xiao Chen looked away, but did not find the figure of Li Xiaoyi, frowned slightly, and then left the temple.

Regarding Xiao Chen's early exit, no monk dared to show his dissatisfaction and got up to give it away.

Purple robe, jade crown, belt, boots.

Black, black pupil, calm complexion, straight back.

Xiao Chen was dressed up today, magnificent and magnificent. He walked with immense momentum, and monks from both sides of the Mozong kneeled on one knee in turn.

Shan Hu: Taishang Elder Fushou Wuji!

The sound was trembling, and the lungs shook.