Rather than being unable to resist those charming eyes or the witch's prayer, Jiang Anan would rather believe that the reason why he brought the witch with the Three-point Fragrance Tower was because he could not beat...
They still went up the snow-capped mountains together.
The occasional green color is dotted on the white of thousands of miles. Two people and one dog are like walking on rice paper, which is the moving scene in the painting.
"Mr. Xiaoyun said that he had not heard any secrets, but I was actually willing to believe it."
Mei Yue spoke as she walked: "But this matter is too important, I really can't relax... In order to reassure Bishop Liu and reassure Sanfen Xiangqilou, I have to watch you for a while to prevent you from leaking the secrets."
She looked at Jiang Anan: "Can Mr. Xiaoyun understand?"
"I can't understand." Jiang An'an said in an inward voice: "But I can't beat you, so I can only accept it."
"Thank you for your understanding." Meiyue smiled.
"Miss Meiyue has an obsession with Shengdong Peak because she rarely saw snow when she was a child?" Jiang Anan asked.
She instinctively felt that the person in front of her would not hurt her, otherwise she would have been "brother". But when walking around the world, the necessary vigilance and temptation must not be missed. If she has something to do or not, she will explore the details, which can be regarded as a supplement to the "opponent"
knowledge and insight.
"When I was a child?" Meiyue walked towards the snow, her voice quiet: "When I was a child, I lived in a big valley, very big, I thought the world was that valley. The sky has always been like that, sometimes there is a
Clouds, sometimes there are no clouds. Until one day... I saw snow."
"It is too clean and beautiful, like a white lotus blooming in the Tianshan Mountains... It is a flower that does not belong to the valley. It really melts when it lands."
"Later I heard that there is snow in the world that cannot melt, so I always wanted to see it."
"You know... there's no time."
"No, it's not that I don't have time. It's that I often forget my mood at that time."
"I have had a childlike heart."
"Sometimes I feel tired." The woman laughed as if dancing to the cold wind: "I already know that the world is not a valley, but inside and outside the valley, there is no difference."
This is a very beautiful face.
This is a very bright smile.
Jiang Anan felt like a ball of fire, burning in the vast snow.
Maybe... no man in the world can resist her.
"How come there is no difference?" Jiang An'an said: "I have been staying at home before. This time I went out to walk around the world and found that the world is different from what the book says."
"Is what the book says is wrong?" Meiyue asked with a smile.
Jiang Anan said in a mature tone: "What the book says is also correct. But only after you have experienced it can you understand what the world is. Everyone has their world."
She took the initiative to comfort her: "I guess the valley is like spring, right?"
Meiyue murmured in her memory: "Yes, it's a very beautiful place. There are red... red flowers everywhere, climbing the hillside. There are also many cute little animals, which are so ugly. Yes, there are all seasons like
Spring. I spent a lot of springs there. The last person came out."
"I also came out of my home alone." Jiang Anan resonated with him: "When people grow up, they always have to learn to face the wind and rain alone."
Meiyue glanced at her: "Do you miss home?"
"Think." Jiang Anan was very honest on this point: "It often happens."
Meiyue said: "I once knew a very important person. In my opinion, he also lived in the valley and lived in a huge illusion. I want to tell him that this world is not all what he saw.
Look. I want him to know that life is different, and there are many answers to right or wrong. I thought we were the same kind of people, and I thought I would go with him to see all the scenery we have not seen before."
She looked at Jiang Anan: "But you can see the scenery yourself, are you right?"
"It's like the eternal holy winter?" Jiang Anan asked.
Meiyue opened her hands and embraced the vast whiteness: "It's like this uncrushed snow."
Jiang Anan smiled and said, "Then we will come to see each other this time."
Meiyue turned her head and looked at her with a smile: "Let's go, let's go!"
The rime is full of rime, the jade trees and jade flowers, and the beauty is like a beautiful scenery, all of which are painted.
...
“What a beautiful scenery!”
Fu Huan sat cross-legged on the stone platform on the top of the mountain and overlooked the snow ridge: "The two stunning beauties have added a lot of color to this painting."
The disguise technique that was passed down from Zhao Wuyan could certainly not cover Fu Huan's eyes.
Jiang Anan, who is nineteen years old this year, is already "a girl in my family has just grown up." Or the fairy spirit of the Yun Kingdom nourishes people, and her facial features are much better than her brother.
When I was a child, I was carved with jade and became more beautiful when I grew up. Otherwise, the yellow relics would not have loved to play with her so much.
It’s just that the tomboy dresses up and often asks people to ignore the color.
I don’t know how much of the disciples of the same generation in Lingxiao Pavilion are in love with them.
Xie Ai, who was cold and white, waited to sit aside, like a beautiful ice sculpture. Only when he held a pot and poured wine, his beautiful eyes shone on the snow, and the coldness shone, showed a little bit of vitality.
Of course, she is also a superb beauty. On the list of yellow relics, she is called [Lilac], which means beautiful and fragile, describing her unique broken beauty.
On the small square table, there were more than one wine cup.
There is still a place opposite Fu Huan.
Looking at the entire Li Kingdom, only Hong Junyan can sit down and drink like Fu Huan.
Wei Qingpeng and Meng Lingxiao were subordinates who followed him back then.
Guan Daoquan, who once led the Northwest Five-Nation Alliance, confronted Jing with his support, and under his arrangement, he summoned the five countries to join together.
Outside Li Country, there are not many people who can talk to Fu Huan on an equal footing and ask Fu Huan to stop the cup and wait here...
Xie Ai just poured two glasses of wine silently.
With Ning Daoru's experience of pretending to be a fake, and Ying Yunnian's gift, she climbed to Dongzhen on the just-passed New Year's Eve, which was almost natural. Going up further, there is hope, but it is slim after all.
, She was looking for the few slowly moving black dots on the endless snowy ridge.
If everything in her vision is possible, the possibility of her extreme heights exists in those tiny points. If you want to truly capture it, in addition to doing all your efforts, you also need good luck favored by God.
And this is what Bishop Yuxin Zhu Jingchuan, Bishop Shuanghe Liu Yanzhao and others dream of it.
The so-called difficulty of cultivation is really necessary to see the truth of the world before you can truly see it.
Xie Ai silently thought about his thoughts, practice, and family and country affairs. Suddenly, he looked like the spring breeze blowing on his face, and he glanced at the green mountains in a trance.
The man with jade crown tied his hair seemed to be condensed in the mountains, and he was now on the top of the mountain. He curled his clothes and sat leisurely, looking at Fu Huan opposite him with a smile, and looked at Fu Huan opposite him with a grand manner!
"Fu Jun is so happy! I can see the beautiful scenery now." The visitor seemed to be enjoying the scenery, and he had an indescribable leisurely posture: "Thousands of mountains and evening snow, and thousands of miles of clouds."
Of course, Xie Ai understood that this sentence came backwards.
The last part of the original poem and the original sentence is "Who is the shadow going to?"
And the previous part that was about to be drawn out...
"You should have something to say!"
What answer did he want to get when he came here this time?
Xie Ai inexplicably thought of the Yellow River Meeting, Erzhu He, and the next Yellow River Meeting...
Fu Huan smiled slightly: "It is true that there are beautiful scenery with wine, but it is not easy to drink wine alone. When Jiang Jun comes far away, he drinks this cup full first."
Jiang Wang didn't refuse, raised his glass and smiled and drank it all.
The empty cup was stopped at the table, and Xie Ai silently filled it again.
Fu Huan then said: "Neither Jiang has a lot of things, but I haven't seen it for a long time! The Great Wall has snowed in the past, and the frost has been frozen for thousands of years. I have to rely on the past, but now I am lucky, I don't know what to do with it?"
"I dare not say that I will meet the teacher!" Jiang Wang smiled and said, "I will ask Mr. Fu Zhen."
Fu Huan sucked the aroma of wine for a while and smiled in her eyes: "Oh?"
"Jiang is interested in refining demons and has been looking for demons for a long time. There are holy demons in the world, and I often ask them." Jiang Wang said: "I fought to kill the Holy Demon Lord, and Frost Immortal Lord had a part in it.
She was very important. She was taught by you and was also the accident of your cooking... So I came here to learn about it."
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
In fact, when Jiang Wang decided to deal with Qihen, he planned to come to Fu Huan for information about the Holy Demon Lord. But he always wanted to find a suitable opportunity and asked without any trace to avoid Qihen's gaze... Unexpectedly
This time, we waited for the collapse of "The Demonic Art of Destruction and Demonic Art of Destruction".
It can only be said that he is not the only one in the world, but also heroes appear in the human race. Zuo Qiuwu is not the first or the last one who dares to draw his sword in Qiheng.
Now that Qinkuo Academy has been fighting for the competition once, Jiang Wang no longer hides his silence, so he simply makes the carriage and asks directly.
This sentence "refining demons for fun" made Fu Huan say nothing about it for a while.
The difficulty of killing demons is not a simple statement, but a profound bloody life in history!
Not to mention the distant future, how many years did the Holy Demon Lord, whose soul and soul, delay Hong Junyan's return in the battle?
Hong Junyan’s plan to “fight for the future” is actually the best time to start the game, which should be the first time Qi Xia’s battle for the world. If Xu Qiuci could survive until that time, he would not have to stay on the top of the eternal Holy Winter and sit at the opportunity.
Passing.
"Isn't the "Rituals and Music Destruction" destroyed by Zuo Qiuwu at Qinku Academy? The Holy Demon was also erased. Jiang Zhenjun personally participated in that battle, and the details should be clearer than me.
"Fu Huan was a little curious: "What are you still studying the holy demon doing?"
The diligent trip to the academy, which was open to the entire Taixu Illusion Realm, pushed the reputation of Taixu Pavilion to a new height.
He also entered the Taixu Illusion Realm and watched it as soon as possible.
Compared with the space of power and responsibility of Taixu Pavilion that others are focusing on, or the sacrifices made by Zuo Qiuwu for Qinku Academy... he is more concerned about the terrifying growth rate of these Taixu Pavilion members-
Sometimes, only by looking at the trendsetters of these times can we have a real sense of reality for this era of extreme sublimation of humanity.
Some people have already shouted the slogan of "Going far away from the world and prospering all dynasties", believing that this is an unprecedented new era that will surely surpass everything.
This is of course the courage given by contemporary transcendents such as Ying Yunnian and Huang Weizhen, and it is also the confidence in the future brought by Jiang Wang and others.
Jiang Wangding sat there and smiled at the mountain wind: "Mr. Fu Zhen should know my intention. Although Jiang is not talented, he does not take it as a taboo. This time he thought is not a holy demon."
It’s not for the holy demon, it’s for the seven hatreds.
Jiang Wang really takes the demon among the Seven Hate as his opponent!
What a courage this is.
Fu Huan sat alone on the Holy Winter Peak for thousands of years, and the heart of Tao has long been a solid ice that has not been transformed for thousands of years, but it is inevitable to be moved.
"The holy demon who died in the past was the demon spirit that Wei Shengfeng, a great scholar in the academy, wanted to succeed Wu Zhaixue's credentials, and became the holy demon king. But he resisted the throne and fell before he was about to fall.
I don’t know how it became like that. I don’t know if Zuo Qiuwu has left any notes in the academy.”
Fu Huan slowly said: "As for the Holy Demon Lord Qiu Ci faced back then, it was actually a very ancient existence. At least before the mythological era, he became the Holy Demon Lord. If it were not the throne of the Demon Lord
, there is hope for transcendence. That battle back then..."
The Demon Lord's throne is a kind of support for the existence of insufficient qualifications. It can make him reach the sky in one step and become one of the strongest demons.
For those who are talented and peerless, it is a kind of confinement. Because ascending to the throne of Demon Lord means that there is only one possibility of transcendence - the eight bodies are united and the Demon Ancestor returns.
If you transcend, you are not yourself. Eternality in the fate of the Demon Ancestor is a kind of unscrupulous immortality.
And who was pushed to the throne of Demon Lord is not a talented existence?
For all ages, only Wu Zhaixue has escaped this confinement!
Fu Huan did not obscure the details he knew about the battle between Frost Immortal Lord Xu Qiuci, Beitianshi Wu Daoyou and others. Of course, as a person who went to collect the corpse afterwards, he could not even collect the corpse.
Those who can only pick up some ice crystal fragments will definitely not know more in detail than those who are witnesses like Wu Daoyou.
"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Jiang Wang said thank you sincerely and said, "I have something else to do. Please see Meng Lingxiao, Mr. Meng... I have a hard time as a propaganda."
Fu Huan looked at him quietly for a while and suddenly laughed: "It's a coincidence that Meng Lingxiao had just returned from the demon world a few days ago. She happened to be in China. I'll invite him now - I wonder what happened to Mr. Jiang Zhenjun looking for him?"
Jiang Wang's attitude was still gentle and said with a gentle voice: "Meng Zhenjun is also my senior. Please see me, so of course I would like to ask for advice."
He turned his head as he said that.
But when the sky shines on the snow, a glittering whiteness turns into an archway across the sky.
Meng Lingxiao stepped out of this portal, like a Jinshi who was on the mountain of books and in the literary school, the Jinshi who was singing on the golden list under the Donghua Gate - only the best Confucian scholar in the world can win this title, saying that he would not be given a person over a hundred years old.
Usually young people under thirty years old.
The Chu State, which is very close to Shushan, has been reorganized in the past few years, and has borrowed some internal assessments of Confucianism. It is also listed on the Golden List, also known as the Three Firsts, and has also won the Jinshi. It even erected a "Dragon Gate" toward the Dragon Gate.
The academy "salute"...
Of course, the official examinations of Chu State pay more attention to the examiners' official practice, but they do not stick to the Four Books and Five Classics.
The thousands of years of ice did not kill Meng Lingxiao's vitality. He was as brilliant as the pride of the snowfield.
The person sitting in front of him is the genius among the genius, and the representative of the times is also the representative of the times.
So he took the initiative to salute: "Jiang Zhenjun--"
Jiang Wang stood up and held him in a smile on his face: "Jun'an? Jiang took the liberty to see you, because there is something to ask."
Meng Lingxiao held his arm, like a half-brother, with a warm smile on her face: "It's all friends, why are you polite! Jiang Jun has any instructions, even if it's the Snow Field
I can always make some decisions. If it really doesn’t work, I’m still there!”
After all, he is a thousand years old. He can't compare with his practice. How can he lose in terms of human relationships?
He walked with Jiang Wang, shook his arms intimately and said, "Except Jishuang City, you can't let you turn it off, everything else is easy to discuss!"
"It's not that serious..." Jiang Wang smiled and said, "I just heard that when Meng Zhenjun was young, he talked about the aisle with Wu Zhaixue. Jiang specially invited me to see him because he wanted to know some information about Wu Zhaixue at that time.
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Speaking of which, when Meng Lingxiao was young, she was also a romantic and famous. Nowadays, there are only two things that seemed ordinary at that time - she had acquaintance with Xu Yuan and discussed the aisle with Wu Zhaixue.
Without it, both of them are already supreme.
The immortal power empowers all beings who have had life-long interactions with them.
"Wu Zhaixue was not inferior to Jiang Jun back then. His practice has improved every day. I didn't chase today...those things have long been outdated." Meng Lingxiao hesitated: "Especially for the current devil, I'm afraid that
No impact…”
Jiang Wang smiled and said, "What I want to know is Wu Zhaixue from the past."
He raised his hand and pointed, the sky light was like a mirage, interwoven into a noble and supreme immortal palace, which slowly rose from the bottom of the cliff until it was parallel to everyone on the top of the mountain: "In order to make this immortal... more fresh
live."
The palace was opened with a beautiful scholar standing behind it.
The long gown is white snow and green plum, and the fairy seal lives in the heavenly court.
Although Taixu Pavilion is widely spread to Taixu Illusion Realm, not all details are disclosed.
For example, this immortal spirit created by the historical projection of Wu Zhaixue...
Meng Lingxiao and Fu Huan were almost shocked at the same time.
The latter even stood up on the table, almost swaying the country to open the immortal formation!