Chapter 697： Ah my love (2/2)
Li Xianyu sent San Wu another red envelope: Happy Women's Day.
The text message sinks into the sea, which is in line with the habit of never looking at mobile phones.
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Beijing, special prison.
Yang Youming sat by the bed and heard footsteps in the corridor. Soon, the middle-aged man in handcuffs and fetters came under the leadership of two caregivers and lived in the cell opposite Yang Youming.
The middle-aged man had thin eyebrows, a big, round nose, and a face like heavy jujube. He was an important member of the faction of Yang Youming.
During this time, Yang Youming has seen more than a dozen members of the same faction with different identities and statuses being detained for various reasons and sent to this prison.
The struggle of the power class continues, and they have not lost, but it is also true that the situation is unfavorable.
This is not only because the remaining board is too strong. Baoze is an officially recognized organization and the government's spokesperson in the blood community. Cooperating with the ancient demon to recreate Baoze, this is something that many high-weight people can not agree with and endure.
In other words, the offenders were angry.
When the **** left, Yang Youming stared directly at the middle-aged man of the same faction: ”What's going on outside.”
The middle-aged man shook his head.
”The next internal meeting is about to begin.” Yang You was obviously calm, without the frustration and frustration of being a prisoner: ”The proposals to rebuild the official organization and replace Baoze are ready.”
”This is a plan already prepared, but I don't think it will work.” The middle-aged man shook his head again, not expecting it.
This was originally a plan by Dole to suppress the Warriors of the Warriors and the Lord of the Pantheon, use its political relations, establish a new official organization, and compile and replace Baoze.
”Just do it, the request of the master will not be useless.” Yang Youming seemed like a devout believer: ”We only need to obey the command of the master and serve with peace of mind. One day, we will become the masters of the world.”
The middle-aged man also showed a pious expression.
In addition to power, they will also reap eternal life, immortality is the pursuit of humanity since ancient times.
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In March, after the steep spring cold, the sun began to warm up. At noon, only a single garment is enough for going out.
Half a month after the injury, Li Peiyun set foot on Maoshan where the Shangqing school was located.
In the splendid spring season, there are many thieves of tourists, or group tours or group tours, and people come and go.
Yan value and temperament seem to be Li Peiyun, the domineering Gao Leng president who came out of the idol drama, which can attract the attention of young ladies and sisters.
But he walked by silently, the leaves of the kaleidoscope were not touching, and soon left the tourist area open to ordinary people. He gradually drifted away in the old forest of the deep mountains, turned over two hills, and saw a twisted meander. Mountain steps.
Li Peiyun climbed on the winding steps. He was not ill, and walked for ten minutes. He accidentally saw his target, Dan Chenzi. He was sitting on the steps, holding a bottle of Maotai in his hand, while drinking. Talk to a sweeping old man.
The old priest also carried a bottle of Maotai, a broom, and tasted mellow wine.
When Li Peiyun saw them, they also found him, and looked around at the same time.
”Well, a rare guest!” Dan Chenzi beckoned.
Li Peiyun stepped forward in silence, stood on the steps below, and bluntly opened the door to see the mountain: ”I came to fight with you.”
After speaking, he snorted: ”Although you can no longer sharpen me effectively, I haven't beaten you after all.”
Li Peiyun had just returned from the Lianghua Temple. He went to the Buddha's head for consultation. He was already half a step away, and it was difficult to find an opponent in the Great Power.
Li Xianyu didn't manage it for the time being, and the final battle was always left to the end. And because of the recent troubles in Baoze, the surname Qin must have no time to discuss with him.
If you look for the ancient demon, it's looking for death.
I had to go to the Buddha's head. The discussion was definitely not pleasant, even very aggrieved.
After some soft grinding and hard foaming, the Buddha's head promised to discuss with him, and the old monk sat on the ring: you have the ability to hack me.
This is the highest state of incompetent fury.
Li Peiyun can't cut, even if he has the sword of Qi, the biggest feature of Qi sword is its terrible lethality to the ancient demon, but for human beings ~ ~ it is just a sharp, powerful Air soldiers.
Li Peiyun growled angrily: You have the ability to fight back the old bald donkey.
The old bald donkey fought back and jabbed him with one finger.
After a week of training at Lianghua Temple, Li Peiyun said goodbye sadly, and deeply understood a truth:
It doesn't make sense to find the extreme path, let's find Li Xianyu trouble.
Passing by the province of Jiangsu, thinking of the Shangqing school here, he chose to come and take a meal of Dan Chenzi to improve his mood.
When she started, she mocked ... Dan Chenzi was silent for a moment, picking up the poet's poetic emphasis: ”Ah, my beauty, my beloved, we meet in a foreign country. This is God's arrangement.”
”Ah, my beauty, my beloved, seeing you, I understand why I came to this world.”
”Ah, my beauty, my love, my Li Qianyu!”
(End of this chapter)