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Chapter 1497 What’s so good about that?

Bang!

The thick rusty ancient bells jump up and down.

The envoy of the palm walked in from outside and looked at the bell with a serious expression.

"Junior Brother Cheng and Bai Qing stay, the others go out first."

Others in the attic were ashamed to go outside.

Yan Susu carried Hei Yi and was about to open her mouth and say something.

The commander immediately spoke.

"Not hungry!"

Yan Susu cut, "If you beg me again, I won't cook for you anymore!"

After saying that, he took the others downstairs angrily.

"Senior Brother Third!"

The old man before greeted him with his fists.

The envoy of the palm looked at the old man, "Is he so seriously injured?"

Cheng Qing smiled bitterly, "It's too strong, so strong!"

The palm of the hand was behind his back and circled around the still beating demon bell.

"This is still his failure to recover from his peak. If he recovers from his peak, what would it be?"

Cheng Qing asked, "Senior Brother Third, what should I do now?"

"There are forced qi injected into him by force, balance the evil energy in his body, and then forcibly wash the qi, sucking out a part of the evil energy in his body."

Cheng Qing nodded.

"Senior Brother Third, did you take the action just now?"

The Taoist wielding his head, "No, he's an old friend."

Looking back at the broken screen wall, my palm path made me feel a little distressed.

This thing has been hanging in the road for so many years, but now it has been destroyed.

It is false to say that you don’t feel sorry for it.

"Fortunately, there are the Qi Lings in the screen wall that once hangs the Daoshi's powerful power who used to open the mysterious method, otherwise this would be too difficult."

After watching with his hands behind his back, "Okay, it's still early, let's start, Bai Qing, see if you can repair this screen wall."

The little wizard nodded.

The palmister raised his hand and pulled it out the window.

A qi pillar that soared into the sky above Tongtian Pavilion split out and came towards this side.

The demon-swinging bell rotated on the ground and made a dull sound.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Wang Han's mind was in chaos.

Various fragments of the picture usually flash in the mind.

But all this is like a dream.

But there was a stream of unwinding sadness in my heart that made Wang Han's suppressed breathing difficult.

With the infusion of pure Qi body.

Wang Han gradually stopped resisting from the beginning of his struggle.

Sitting cross-legged among the demon-sweeping bell.

I don't know how long it took.

The palm outside the Demon Swinging Bell made his ears press against the bell and his fingers knocked.

There was no movement inside.

Cheng Qing asked, "Is it OK?"

"It should be almost done. Stew for a while and let it taste delicious."

The palm path opened the wine gourd hanging around his waist and opened it and took a sip.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Bai Qing squatted quietly there, pieced together the screen wall.

The palm path made him stand in front of the broken screen wall with his hands behind his back.

You sighed.

"Things that have been broken for thousands of years, and they are so broken. I feel really sorry for me. Tell me, what kind of evil do you have done? I just want to retire and retire peacefully. Now, everything is fine.

Let me get on the stall.”

Cheng Qing stood behind him, "Second Brother Third, did you find the eldest brother?"

Speaking of this, the palm of the Tao made me feel depressed and took another sip of wine.

"No, the dream of trying to fool him back and take responsibility for me has been shattered again.

Alas, junior brother, you don’t know, the flower world is good. The old man who dances square dance in the park can have several dance partners alone. He is not as good as me, his temperament is not as good as me, and his dance steps are not as good as mine.

But they can have several dance partners! Sometimes those good sisters can fight to earn an old man!

You said I should be elegant and elegant, look good, I have a pension, which is a lot of money per month! If I don’t have this kind of thing and retire safely, then I will be the social dance leader of the People’s Park now!”

Bitter wine enters the throat.

The old man who was determined to retire was full of worries.

Cheng Qing smiled perfunctorily.

"Senior Brother Third, I was seriously injured as soon as I woke up and I had to go to sleep."

"Go and go."

....

Wang Han slowly opened his scarlet eyes.

A split headache.

He patted his hair's dull head with great force.

The eyes turn.

The demon-swinging clock that was stylisted outside has been removed.

The screen wall was re-pieced, but there were dense cracks on it.

Several figures inside were gone.

The color doesn't look so dim, and the texture is biased towards amber. This size can barely match the giraffe amber from the old man's house.

There was a person sitting at the window.

The moonlight is like water.

The cold moonlight fell on the old man.

There was a wine gourd beside him.

The old man turned his back to the attic.

He is playing the flute with his eyes closed.

The rhythm is sad and sad.

A heartbreaking song.

The sad song seems to be hidden in the story of the old man.

The end of a song.

The old man looked up at the moon, and drank a sip of wine with his back to Wang Han.

"What did you hear after listening for so long?"

Wang Han rubbed his head.

"It's like I happily went to the face to face after an online relationship. I just went to the hotel and took off my pants. I didn't expect to meet a fairy jumping. My front foot was cheated and my money was cheated, so I ran into the police to crack down on pornography. After being caught in, I learned that I was cheated on the online relationship.

The other party is still a cute girl with a big dick dressed in a woman. From then on, she has been tired and doesn’t love her.”

The old man turned his head with a dark face.

"Su Su said you are not very good at speaking humans. Let me be careful when talking to you. I still underestimate you."

Wang Han laughed dryly.

The palm envoy patted the empty space beside him.

Wang Han didn't think much about it and sat down.

"I am a contemporary Taoist envoy of the Hang Daosi, Lu Jian!"

Wang Han immediately said, "I am the little master of Zhenlong Pavilion in the world, the new Taoist master of the nine roads, the ten old masters of the nine princess, the nine princesses, the mountain river meeting, the little Taibao, the deputy mountain master of the Longdao Mountain, the Holy Light Sect, the agent of the Red Clan leader of the Living Dead Chinese Director, the Red Lotus Sect

He worships Tian Pengque as the current leader, Xuan Mai."

Lu Jian's face is darker than the bottom of the pot.

"One sentence makes people angry twice.

It's a miracle that you can live to this day."

Wang Han laughed dryly, "Just kidding, my name is not Xuanmai, my name is Yida!"

Lu Jian smiled and pushed Wang Han with his elbow.

Wang Han took the joke and said seriously, "Boy Wang Han has seen senior!"

This old man Lu Jian is also quite fun.

He immediately clasped his fists at Wang Han, "Don't, you are my senior! Xiao Lu has met Senior Wang!"

"No, no, senior! I can't afford to be it!"

Wang Han immediately bent down and was half short.

Lu Jian lowered half apart and bowed to Wang Han.

"Are you okay! Have seen Senior Wang!"

Wang Han immediately rode on the windowsill and bent down at Lu Jian, saying, "I'm wrong senior!"

The two bowed to each other.

The disciples of the Hanging Daosi outside looked up at this side.

"What are they doing?"

"It looks like a church!"

After a while, Lu Jian laughed and stopped.

Wang Han also sat in the seat.

After a moment of silence.

Lu Jian said, "I can retire safely and go to retire, it depends on you."

Wang Han smiled, "Senior, your request is too...simple."

"Is it simple? For people in the world, ordinary things are the most precious things."

Lu Jian took a sip of wine, as if he was talking.

"Originally, the master of the Hanging Daosi is not me. My senior brother is missing, and my second senior brother is crazy, so it's my turn. Otherwise, I'll be in the People's Park and dominate Wulin.

!”

Wang Han's mouth twitched.

The feeling is different from the imagined palm path.

Lu Jian handed Wang Han a mirror and a hanging pen.

"There are several positions available for the pen-holding judge. You should take the position of the pen-holding judge for the time being."

"OK."

"Are you going back tomorrow?"

"right!"

Lu Jian continued, "When you go back, you can bring me something to an old friend."

"who?"

"The wind is full of the building."

"You still know Senior Feng?"

Lu Jian waved his hand, "An old friend of the past, we were like-minded when we were young, and we were both lustful."

After seeing Wang Han's expression.

Lu Jian said frankly, "Food, sex, and nature. How many people dare to pat their chests and say that they are not lustful? You must face your desires! Only in this way can you restrain your desires!

As long as you do not violate the law and do not violate morality, is there any problem with lust?

If you are not lustful, what's the good thing? Howareyou?"


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