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Chapter two hundred and ninety-six travel

In a reception room in the Shihuang Mausoleum Scenic Area, five people watching the imperial Mausoleum sat face to face.

That's right, Li Qiuzi appeared after returning to the scenic spot, looking calm.

"My name is Li Qiuzi, the head of Longhushan is surnamed Xiao, and we are the master-apprentice relationship. I am different from you. The head of Maoshan is surnamed Zhao. The Tianshi's Tianshi has always been surnamed Zhang, and Yang Gong Fengshui has always been there.

I haven't changed my surname. Do you think I can compare with you? Is there any comparison? The son of Longhu Mountain is useless and I treat me as half a son to raise him, but I don't care about his name.

Dad, right?" Li Qiuzi spread his hands and laughed faintly: "So, you young men are rich in resources behind you, some are supporting someone to protect you. If you lose this opportunity, you may be glaring at your father when you go back.

Just look at it, but I want to go back to Longshan, what will happen if I say I will end up?"

Zhao Lijun said: "So, you just wait for an opportunity to grab a little luck in the sky."

Li Qiuzi nodded and said, "You didn't say you had it for yourself, so I'm very happy to hear it, because I'm the same force as you. I'm the only one of the magic tools, but I'm useless, right?

We agreed before we came, we all rely on our abilities. There are still fast and slow crossing the Eight Immortals. The difference between us is that you four are working in vain. But I got the benefits, but I don’t feel a little bit

But let me be honest, who are you in that situation at that time? Will you catch me if you have this opportunity? Li Jun, there are two beauties in the city guarding the city, don’t blame me if it is okay? We will always be teammates on the same boat, I

Now that you have a good job, you must work harder.”

Zhao Lijun waved his hand and said, "It's certain that you feel uneasy, but since you have that luck, can we still squeeze out your life from you? It's over, just like you said we're still

In a boat”

Li Qiuzi touched his nose and said lightly: "Because I don't want people to keep saying that there is only Wang Kunlun in Longhu Mountain, and Li Qiuzi is the first big disciple."

"You have that lucky fortune... Is there anything...?" Yang Feifeier suddenly asked.

Badao looked at Li Qiuzi, but unexpectedly he sighed and said, "If you pass, you can't mention it? It's like five of us buy lottery tickets together, you didn't win five dollars, I'm one of them.

People gave me the big prize, and then you asked me if I was spending this money, what do you want me to say?" Look at j快f(电影院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院院�

"Okay, stop being thrilled, talk about some serious matters, how can that person named Xiang solve him?" Zhang Shoucheng knocked on the table impatiently and said, "I broke a magic weapon and tried to rush for several days, carrying a pig for thousands of miles.

It's just for Guanhuangling, but I didn't expect that he was intercepted in the end. Why did he just rob it for the child? I asked my father for some money and something because I called him dad, what did he call me?

?Why should we try hard in front of him to enjoy his success? If I want to raise a son, I have to choose someone younger than me to raise them. Maybe he has to die. I will go ahead and study it, and I must clean up.

he"

"Is it difficult to find someone in the four companies?" Zhao Lijun said with his eyes narrowed.

It is definitely not difficult for them to find people in these four families, and the premise is that the person they are looking for is still unaware of it.

That's right, Xiang Que felt that he had no hope of observing the imperial tomb and came down from Mount Li. He didn't know that the old Taoist soul was attached to him and robbed the fortune of other people's heaven, and he didn't know that he pretended to die.

This matter has been found out by Zhao Lijun and the others.

So, this incident happened a bad thing.

Xiang Que did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, and swayed out of Mount Li and then wandered openly.

Fortunately, something went wrong. When Zhao Lijun asked someone to inquire about Xiang Que, he not only gave a rough name and appearance, but also explained it specifically. The man had white hair.

Only this point made Xiang Que safe and sound in a short period of time, and the most prominent feature allowed him to escape the crisis that he passed by countless times.

Life is full of too many helplessness and coincidences.

Do you think Xiang Que and Zhao Lijun are you lucky?

If there is no fate, why can millions of Bodhi sentient beings in the three thousand great world meet each other several times, and then they still have endless skins?

If you are destined to be, there will definitely be a bloody plot that will be pulled back and forth again. The scene of the fight will be one after another!

Three days later, on the top of Mount Hua.

Well, after Xiang Que left Mount Li, he slipped to Mount Hua without anything, because he was depressed recently. The source of his depression lies in his inexplicable lack of memory for more than a month.

What did he do in the past month? After recalling a few nights, I really couldn't remember it completely. If he hadn't been in the woods of Mount Li, Xiang Que would have been afraid that he would be fascinated. I sent it to a nightclub to pick up the job.

After arriving at Mount Hua, Xiangque hiked to the top of the mountain, felt the magnificence of the sea of ​​clouds and fog, and cultivated his extremely aggrieved sentiment.

At around 3 a.m. on the top of Huashan Mountain, Xiang Que, who had been resting on the mountain for most of the night, yawned and got up to watch the sunrise.

In the distance, the rising sun rose under the white clouds, and a trace of rising sun appeared and faintly, as if you could touch it with your hand, and it was close to the sky.

Xiang Que took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, slowly pouring the depression that had been squeezed into his heart for a long time out of his chest and abdomen. The turbid breath made him unhappy for a long time.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was over, no, I finished watching the sun, then went down the top of the mountain and ran to the Changkong Plank Road to enjoy my own experience.

The Changkong Plank Road is on the east side of the southern peak of Huashan. It is the first generation master of the Huashan School, the Yuan Dynasty Gao Dao He Zhizhen built it inlaid with stone nails and wooden rafters on the cliff of Wanren. To put it simply, it is ordinary people who go up. My calves have to tremble.

Xiang Que was also afraid because he was a little afraid of heights. If he hadn't been too depressed and frustrated recently, he wouldn't have wanted to go up here stupidly.

"Hey, buddy, can we take two steps? I'm going to pee when you sway me." There was a young man in his twenties in front of Xiang Que. After getting on the plank road, he walked more than a hundred times. Mi, his legs were obviously trembling like an electric motor installed, and the entire back of Xiangque was a little nervous.

The young man turned around with a sad face and said, "Brother, I'm so fucking regretful. I'll discuss whether you can retreat? I want to go home and find my mother."

Xiang Que said speechlessly: "Do you think it's easy to drive forward or to reverse? There are more than a dozen people behind me, and you think we all go backwards."

"I can't fall, the key is that I can't walk anymore."

"Take a deep breath, don't be nervous, don't go down, straighten your eyes forward, don't look squint"

"Brother, just talk to me. It may feel better if I distract my nervousness."

"Well, okay, just say whatever you want to say, just go well." Xiang Que nodded in a collapsed state.

"Brother, who are you? I heard that you have a Northeastern accent."

"Well, where are you?"

"I am a person from Dali, Yunnan"

"Oh" Xiang Que said, and there was nothing to answer.

"Hey, you are from Northeast China? Are you black? "The young man asked timidly.

Xiang Que asked speechlessly, confidently: "Brother, then you can play the Six-Meridian Divine Sword for me and I'll take a look."


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