This county town is located on the border of Fufeng County, far away from the county town. It should have been desolate, but there is a long street that is magnificent. Every inch of land must be measured in gold. On this long street, the best seat in the area is not pavilions, but just a bluestone yard.

The yard is very small, but there are subtle kung fu everywhere.

Step by step, change the scenery, and you will be able to see the charm of Jiangnan Road.

The scenery is unique, but now it is just a foil.

A woman in her early twenties sat lazily on the side of the stone table, with graceful eyebrows and red skirt dragging to the ground, revealing a pair of barefoots, her toes were fair and small, and she gently tapped on the bluestone stream, her right arm was supported on the stone table, her hand was dragging her chin, and her eyes were painted with gradient red makeup, enchanting and gorgeous, with her bright eyes filled with mist, looking at the man opposite.

The man was wearing an old gray dress, leaning against a blue umbrella, with gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Hold it in a slender and clean manner.

He just lowered his head, but he didn't even look at the graceful beauty beside him. The woman gently placed her palm on the man's arm. The latter seemed to wake up from her thoughts. Her eyes raised slightly, looked at the charming woman, smiled slightly, raised her left hand, and stroked the woman's cheek.

The latter was slightly surprised, and then a sense of joy appeared in his heart.

My thoughts came out, my eyes closed slightly, my face was slightly raised, and I looked like I could pick it up, but my brows were slightly frowned, which made people feel pity.

The man in gray had not fallen on the tempting red lips, but pointed it at the center of his eyebrows, frowned slightly, and moved it twice before he exhaled comfortably, stretched his eyebrows and eyes widened, and said:

"That's right."

The woman was puzzled, opened her eyes, stroked her forehead, raised her eyes to look at the stream in the yard, and looked at the water surface. A beautiful face like a flower, but the flower ornaments on the eyebrows were originally scattered red plums, but at this time they were moved to the left and right three petals, which were clearly arranged neatly between the middle of the eyebrows, without any beauty, and couldn't help but feel a little amused and said:

"gentlemen……"

The middle-aged man raised his head, holding a round bead that looked like jade but not jade, and said sincerely:

"This way, it looks better."

The woman bit her lower lip, stood up, stomped her slender white feet unyieldingly, but she only stepped on the void an inch, turned her back and said:

"Sir, it's too much."

"You come and see my treasures. Did Lian'er refuse?"

"It's okay if there's no praise, why do you still have to do this?"

The man in gray shook his head and said with a laugh:

"Every sentence that is said below comes from the heart, and there is no joke."

"I hope the girl doesn't blame me."

The woman was not angry at all. She shirked her responsibility twice after hearing this. She turned around and sat down again. The two of them talked from time to time. The woman's eyes flowed and fell on the round bead, and said:

"Sir, come and study it for a long time."

"Have you ever gained something?"

The man sighed softly and said with a smile:

“Not that easy.”

"However, if it is really that easy, this thing cannot be called a 'delicate', and it is not worth it to come here specifically for the last time."

The woman nodded and said:

"What the gentleman said is indeed that the beauty of the 'delicates' is difficult to measure."

"If it can be cracked by ordinary means, this 'delicate treasure' will be less interesting."

The man in gray nodded with consent, playing with the round beads in his palm, and suddenly said:

"So, Miss Lian'er, can you try to instill internal force?"

The woman raised her hand and chuckled:

"nature."

The man smiled and thanked him, holding the round bead in his right hand, his expression slightly restrained, and extremely pure internal force penetrated into it.

The woman smiled and looked at the man Shi Wei.

She specially asked for this thing, and it would be difficult for internal strength to make it react.

At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed over the beads. The woman looked slightly stunned, while the man showed a three-point joy. His internal force re-entered, but he only saw that the beads became brighter and brighter, turning into a stream of light, and suddenly rushed into the sky, making it difficult to find again.

The man laughed and followed the trace and soared into the sky.

………………………………………………

Based on this part of the street.

Wang Anfeng, wearing a blue shirt, walked slowly, thinking about his plan in his mind.

He led the seventh-grade warrior to this point and then returned to Shaolin Temple.

He must have been waiting here. This period of time must have been enough for Senior Gong Yu to come here.

The boy breathed out, his heart beat gradually slowed down, and the feeling of danger still accompanied him, but at the same time, a strange calmness and confidence emerged from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if in the bronze man's alley, the opponent showed a flaw, and the wooden sword in his hand trembled slightly.

The calmness that is about to give the opponent the last blow.

Very similar, but definitely different.

It seems more real.

At this moment, the string of rosary beads on the wrist of the right hand suddenly emitted extremely strong heat. The boy looked slightly stunned, as if he saw a flash of light, and his pupils were confused in an instant. At this moment, the heat of the Buddhist beads on the wrist suddenly converged.

The boy stood there for a few breaths before his vision gradually recovered. He felt uneasy, raised his right hand and tried to return to Shaolin Temple.

But a crisp female voice that I hadn't heard for a long time came to my ears.

"Beep—I realize that the unknown...unknown..."

“The system begins to reintegrate.”

"The game enters maintenance...the maintenance time is twelve hours."

Wang Anfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a very strong feeling of discomfort appeared in his heart, as if he had lost something extremely important. He felt a little light, his feet were not at all stressed, and his mood was extremely panicked.

I stood there for a long time.

The boy took a few breaths before he could barely suppress his panic in his heart and comforted himself.

It's just twelve hours.

At the beginning, didn’t it take one day to get back to Shaolin Temple?

When I thought about it, my mind was slightly calm, but I was still worried about whether my masters had encountered any trouble and were uneasy. After thinking for a long time, I realized that I was still in crisis.

In order to lure the other party, he was still wearing a blue shirt at this time.

The black clothes and masks that could cover up the smell were placed in Shaolin Temple.

If you leave the Qingma, you will never be able to escape with Shaolin walking skills.

The boy's pupils suddenly shrank, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Death situation.

In Shaolin Temple.

A jade bead emits light, and the thick soil in the sky becomes illusory, but the jade beads shine, which actually introduces a trace of strange power into this translucent world.

The originally illusory world gradually began to have a trace of insignificant reality.

Very subtle and very small.

However, this is an unspeakable opportunity for the illusory world that was born by chance.

To truly become a world, with spiritual charm, it can be called a blessing in the world and a great opportunity to give birth to all things. The mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of the entire world are instinctively cheering for it.

There are auspicious clouds in the sky, and the earth produces rare treasures.

There is a black turtle on the Luo River and auspiciousness on the back.

The yin number nine, the yang number nine, the 9981 number, the number is connected to the Tao.

There are phoenixes singing together in Qishan, and the dance is auspicious.

The male sounds six, the female sounds six, and the six six thirty-six sounds, and the sharia hears in the sky.

The entire illusory world of the world is full of joy, but there is a blue shirt standing between the world with a sword.

The black hair danced wildly, her eyes were covered with blood.

The sound of the sword is shrill and crazy.

Without any hesitation, he slashed at the so-called opportunity.
Chapter completed!