The air in the morning is probably the cleanest, right?

Yi Zhenzheng stood in the courtyard, bathed in the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and naturally smiled. There was more expectation in my eyes. Looking back at the empty corridor, I had already put on my body with my clothes on my body. The short hair of water was stroking the breeze, and only the refreshing was left.

He was already ready, and the candlesticks passing by on the corridor, Ke Guangzhong and Songxian Kazudashi looked at him in shock, and subconsciously raised their hand and greeted him: "Year, why are you so early in the first issue?"

Yiqi Yizhen took a long breath, held his hand and then gently slid up, holding the handle of the knife, "I'm going to Osaka Castle today!"

When Gexian Kenting and Candlestick Kei Kwang Tada looked at each other, they naturally knew the personality of Yiji Yixing, and since he could go to Osaka Castle to dig his younger brother, it would be normal for him to get up so early and wait.

Kazutaki once again felt that he needed to suggest that Shiro Hakata Fuji to give his brother a shovel, which was just right for digging soil. What would it be like if he took the body to dig the soil directly? What would it be like? What would it make the body dirty!

He glanced at the first phase and started to shake it up. Suddenly he felt that this guy probably wouldn't care whether his body was dirty or not. After all,... I'm a brother to control it!

He suddenly remembered the seeds that were carefully cultivated in the courtyard by Jiang Xuezuo's words not long ago. He couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, the brothers all lacked a shovel!

The candlestick Che Guangzhong failed to successfully understand the funny point of Songxianjian Ding. I think it was probably because I was happy to see that everyone was very energetic?

He did not think about this question, but chose to smile slightly. On such a fresh morning, he still had to make a delicious breakfast for everyone to eat, so that the energy of the day would be better!

So the candlestick, Chuan Zhong and Gexian, were just passing by, and after greeting Yiqi Yizhen, he turned around and left.

One period of time, he still kept a good mood. When he closed his eyes and nodded, he drew his sword with his backhand, and his moves were still murderous. It was a killing aura that could not be removed by a sword man. As an existence of "essence", even if he had a gentle personality, it was difficult to avoid.

Maybe this is the fate of swords and swords?

Jiang Xuezuo's words leaned on the pillar, looked at the first phase of the sword training in the courtyard, and sighed slowly, "This world is full of sadness... Maybe there is no cure."

His long hair gently swept across the surface of the pillar, slid down his shoulders, and sprinkled on his chest. His robes were covered with their bodies. The dark blue sea green was also neat and clean, without any wrinkles. His fingers were sliding on the rosary, sliding across the surface one by one. His head lowering action made people unable to see through his expression.

One period of time, one beautiful knife-holding, then quickly walked towards Jiang Xuezuo's text, "Jiang Xuejun, is it true that you dress like this..."

Jiang Xuezuo Wenzi shook her head and said that she was not going to Osaka Castle. "If it was not expected, it was the combat power expansion plan."

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that Jiang Xuezuo’s words in front of me were going to practice. However, Jiang Xue’s every time she went to the battlefield, she seemed to be a different person. She had no promise of war and sadness. She rushed forward and grabbed the reputation. She could probably upgrade quickly.

I was not worried in my heart, but thought that if I brought my younger brother back in Osaka Castle, I could just let my younger brother improve his training. This combat power expansion plan is a good place, and I think Sanriyue and the others have considered it.

Yes, even though the task arrangement has not been released yet, Yi Zhen and Jiang Xuezuo's text have long been clear about it, knowing where they will go, and the conclusions can be drawn entirely through reasoning.

In places like Osaka Castle, Sanri Moon Sect will naturally choose to send out a one-stage "Brother Control Max" without hesitation. After all, every time the other party encounters this, they will change their usual gentle personality and directly transform into a "excavator". If they are not allowed to go, they may also dampen their enthusiasm! They will naturally let him go.

Jiang Xue Zuo's words only told San Riyue Sect a few days ago that he wanted to improve his strength, and these days he has been doing his best to go out. Although he disgusted, he chose to suppress his inner thoughts for himself and his younger brothers and fought very hard. This combat power expansion plan just matches his and San Riyue's ideas, and can take the opportunity to improve Jiang Xue's training level.

It can be said that they are both candidates who will never have any surprises among the two teams, so there is nothing to surprise if they choose to come directly.

Jiang Xuezuo's words leaned halfway against the pillar, lowered her head and closed her eyes to rest. Although she usually got up early, today was earlier than before. It was not because of the so-called excitement, but...

An inexplicable feeling lingers in my heart, the pain and sorrow intertwined, and despair and hope intertwined. This is not an illusion, or it should be an intuition.

The curve of the corners of his mouth unconsciously slid several degrees. Maybe... something bad is going to happen?

Jiang Xuezuo's words never doubt his intuition. As the intuition of a god, in a sense it also means prophecy.

What is prophecy? It is the direction of the future, and it is one's own possible unexpected perception of the future.

Such things must not be ignored, but what can Jiang Xuezuo's text now?

As Fu Sangshen, he is in this world, and he has no too many places to go, but he has no too many choices.

Their lives are controlled by cups and papers, and there is no difference. Perhaps because of their experiences, but in fact, there is only one source and destination - the essence.

As the spirit of the original body, the so-called sword and sword identity is not very fortunate.

How many Hon Pills are there in this world and how many spirits are there?

The so-called spirit of division is just a reflection of consciousness in the original body. His soul is so many, so what if he has more and less?

The original body still lives that kind of life. Even if his spirit returns, the impact he can have may be the touch of the moment of return, but that's all.

How long is life? How short is it?

Swords, swords, life is a weapon, death is a weapon, no matter whether it is the spirit of the body, it is not always in this cycle of reincarnation in life?

Jiang Xuezuo sighed softly, stood up slowly, turned around and walked towards the cafeteria, paused, and turned his head slightly, "Your Highness, are you together?" Then he raised his foot again, and he kept up with his pace.

Jiang Xue Zuo's words and Yu Guang gently swept over the corner of the red skirt that was slightly exposed in the darkness behind him, pursed his lips slightly, and finally did not say anything, but left straight away.

How much helplessness and vicissitudes are there in this world?

What is the difference between humans and gods?

People always cannot understand the principles of the world; God is always too attached to the power in their hands.

What's right and wrong? But they are all fighting for their own interests. When humans face humans and gods face gods, isn't that just a matter of distribution of interests?

After breakfast, he waved his hand to Zong Sanzuo's words and Xiaoye's words. Jiang Xuezuo's words had no smile on his face, and he still maintained such compassionate appearance, as if he saw through the world, as if everything was missing the veil covered in his eyes, as if everything was exposed.

The God-Surveillancer in the dark saw the golden light flashing, Jiang Xuezuo's words disappeared with the army. He bit his lower lip lightly, turned around and shook his sleeves, and his destiny was intertwined at that moment, but they were separated at the next moment. Where would they go? In fact, they had already achieved results.

Jiang Xuezuo's words did not tell the story of her staying here this morning. She had so many opportunities, but she didn't say it in the end. The God-Surveyor didn't know why, but she felt that this was probably Jiang Xue's mercy.

Compassion, hehe, what a ridiculous and real word.

The God-Surveillancer could not find other languages ​​to describe it, and she could not use gentleness. She could naturally see the slight repulsion from Jiang Xuezuo's words. She had done so many things, but as the other party who had the memories of her previous life, she could still keep a proper distance with her.

It is worthy of being a "Buddha", with excessive compassion, but also a heart to see through all things.

But such a mind that is too transparent will probably be destroyed by yourself in the end.

Too much understanding, too tolerance, too much self-blame will eventually become a stumbling block on your way forward, but it doesn't matter...

The God-Surveillancer showed a faint smile. Everything was over. You are mine. The best weapon in my hand has been made into the best tool by me.

Clenched her fists, she slowly retreated back to the darkness, followed the path she had just come down toward the house of the God-Surveyor, and everything was almost done.

Everything in the room seemed to have not changed. The God-studyer carefully wiped the mirror, sighed helplessly and gently spit out his mouth, put it in his sleeves, and his clothes changed quietly to a black robe and kimono. This is her original appearance.

The breath of the maru suddenly became much darker, and even the blue sky faded away quietly, turning into a faint gray. Layers of dark clouds gathered in the air, and a heavy rain was in full swing.

The Foxu Nosuke, who had never appeared again after the God-Studying Master took over the Honmaru, suddenly fell from the sky and came without any prelude. His two claws climbed onto the windowsill of the God-Studying Master's room. With his claws, he turned over and fell into the room with force.

His eyes looked at the God-Searcher whose image had completely changed, without any timidity, and said calmly: "The God-Searcher of the Honmaru No. 1789 was ordered to be sentenced immediately by the government office to accept the conviction!"
Chapter completed!