In the middle of the night, the world of immortals and gods was very lively.
To be precise, it was chaos, the earth was shaking everywhere, the sky and the earth were filled with lightning and thunder, and ancient visions were evolving one after another.
"How could this be?"
Too many hidden gods were alarmed and climbed high to look far away.
However, my vision is poor and I cannot find the source of the turmoil.
In this situation, actions in the restricted area are indispensable.
No, the five great desolate divine soldiers have ascended to high heaven.
Cangyu trembled, and the entire divine world was illuminated by the brilliance of the supreme artifact.
People in the world are so frightened, and an ominous premonition arises spontaneously.
Zhao Yun didn't know this.
He was still looking at the moon blankly.
As time passed, his little demeanor became a little dull.
He was confused, looking confused, and taking small steps in a confused manner.
As I walked, I didn't realize I was walking into the moon.
Inside, the dancing big sister is still there.
However, she seems to be right in front of me, but also seems to be out of reach.
"Who are you."
He asked the same question again.
No one responded, and the whole world was eerily silent.
Plop!
It wasn't until such a sound that the silence was broken.
Mr. Zhao fell into the water and fell into the river in a daze.
"You kid, why are you walking without looking at the road?"
He was lucky, because it was still early, and the farmers in the town were enjoying the cool weather outside. By chance, they happened upon this scene.
By the time someone is fished out, he is already full, spitting out water even while sleeping, and burping one after another.
Now that he has stopped, the worlds of immortals and gods suddenly appear filled with blood.
The restricted area was busy for most of the night, but no clues could be found.
In their words:
'It's rare to have such a big scene, so we have to do something.'
As a result, those inheritances that were usually disobedient were attacked.
"The Supreme Inheritance is indeed acting more and more domineeringly."
"Your first day
You came out to mess around in the restricted area, and you only found out today?"
"I am so emotional!"
Reflecting the bloody light, there were voices of discussion one after another.
While discussing, many people couldn't help but recall the Shen Dynasty.
Since the defeat of the divine dynasty that year, the restricted area has become really unscrupulous, with violent conquests and plunder, countless forces have suffered, and countless tribes have been cut off from their inheritance.
A killing made people panic.
Although they were not angry, few people dared to resist.
In a world where strength is respected, your fists are not as strong as others', so just lie down and don't think too much.
"If you don't speak secretly, I want to tie up a ticket."
Mentioning the Divine Dynasty, someone came out for a stroll again.
This time, it was the old turtle, carrying a dragon-headed jade seal in his arms.
Kidnapping is a technical job and a way to make a fortune.
It's a pity that what they did was not very professional, so they failed to catch anyone and almost got caught.
Naturally, there are also outstanding ones who are absorbed into the soul immediately.
If you are free from evil thoughts, you will appear and disappear. Every time you go out for a walk, you can always bring back three or five meat tickets.
No matter how bad the divine dynasty is, there will still be crooked-necked trees.
It's night again.
Wutong Town is peaceful and peaceful.
In the small courtyard of the Zhao family, the sound of swords kept ringing.
It was Zhao Yun who was dancing with the sword, every move and every move was exquisite.
There are of course spectators, and Blacksmith Zhao is as sharp as a javelin, and his pestle is very straight.
Besides him, there was also Coach Lin. After the witchcraft was broken, he returned to his former glory. Every now and then, he would come to see his disciples to chat about his experiences and, by the way, compete with each other in martial arts.
"Monster!"
These three words have been repeated in his mind countless times.
Once again, he seriously underestimated his disciple. His bones were just amazing, but his understanding was also extraordinary. A set of incomplete Fengyun Sword Techniques, and a new move was created unexpectedly. After a duel, even he was eaten up.
of loss.
"If we keep going like this, I won't be able to get the top prize in martial arts."
Coach Lin smiled and said,
He is quite confident in his disciples.
Blacksmith Zhao was also very happy and burned incense for his ancestors.
If it weren't for the ancestors' spirits in heaven, how could he have picked up a good child?
"I'm afraid my spear will break again."
"Let it go! When I have time, I can cultivate with you..."
Before the blacksmith finished speaking, he stopped abruptly and was stunned.
Also in a daze was Coach Lin. After being stunned, he was still rubbing his eyes.
No wonder they were like this, it was just because Zhao Yun, who was dancing the sword in the courtyard, disappeared.
Yes, it's just gone. It was there a moment ago, but it's gone this second.
"Where are the people?"
boom!
The two were confused, but at the east end of the village, there was a roar.
After taking a closer look, I realized that an unknown object had smashed a big hole into the old scholar's house.
And Zhao Yun is that unknown object.
The sad thing is that the old scholar was studying at night and was beaten to death. The old man was also addicted to books and passed out. There was still a book in his hand, "Qing Ping Mei".
, very bright.
Wow!
Zhao Yun stood up in embarrassment, swaying, and grinning in pain.
He didn't know where he was following him, so his vision went dark, and when he woke up, he was here.
"grandfather."
The sound of rapid footsteps followed.
Wanxin pushed the door open and came in. When she saw the scene in the room, she couldn't help but be stunned:
What is this situation?
Why is Zhao Zilong here?
Why is there a big hole in the roof?
And grandpa, why did he faint?
Many questions suddenly opened her mind. Is it possible that this kid couldn't get the book and came to steal it in the dead of night? Grandpa noticed it and started a dispute?
"Zhao Zilong."
Wan Xin stepped forward and pressed Zhao Yun's hand with one hand. Her beautiful eyes were still blooming with fire. She was really a good disciple of her grandfather, bullying her master and destroying her ancestors in the middle of the night?
"I didn't mean it."
Mr. Zhao was also knocked unconscious. He was pinned down and couldn't get up.
.
Fortunately, he was a trainer, with rough skin and thick flesh. If he had been an ordinary boy, this blow would have killed him on the spot.
at night,
The doctor from the town was invited.
Zhao Yun was seriously injured, and the old scholar almost fell apart.
When Coach Lin and the old blacksmith came over, their heads were buzzing.
What kind of evil is going on these days? A living person disappears in a flash, then disappears, and then he smashes a big hole in the scholar's house.
If you are sick, the doctor will treat you.
If something goes wrong, you need to find a professional.
Ye Banxian was also invited, and when he heard the whole story, he was very moved. Zhao Zilong, this precious disciple, was really not in vain. In order to get him the "Qing Ping Mei", he actually went to steal it.
"Are some evil spirits causing trouble?" Coach Lin asked immediately.
"Let me take a look." Ye Banxian took out the Bagua mirror and placed it in the room in a decent manner, taking pictures back and forth. When he passed by the old scholar, he also took away the "Qing Ping Mei".
When he looked at Zhao Yun, his expression was particularly deep.
There are thousands of words to say, but I only have one sentence left: I feel so relieved to have this disciple.
Bullshit is bullshit.
Business still needs to be done.
Whether there is evil or not, he doesn't know.
But this matter is overtly and secretly weird.
Since there is something weird, it is still necessary to open a forum and practice a method.
Don't tell me, it really works.
Not long after, the old scholar woke up.
His old man's face was not pale, but rather a little red.
That's right, I'm red. After all, I've read a lot of books about saints and sages. I secretly read strange books and was bumped into by my disciples and granddaughters. It would be weird if I didn't blush.
After blushing, black lines appeared on his face.
This kid is stupid and can't get a book, so why did he steal it!
Just steal it, and then give him a house and make a big hole in it.
"How do you feel?" the doctor asked tentatively.
"It hurts." The old scholar took a deep breath and said this word from between his teeth.