Dinghai Fusheng Records

Chapter 62

"This is too... too difficult for me to accept," Chen Xing finally returned to God and said, "Is it my own person?! Xiang Shu! Xiang Shu!"

The item is on the wall, chasing the green dragonfly on the outside, and the green dragonfly is constantly struggling in the sky, spraying black decaying blood toward the ground. The sky gradually brightened, and a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon, shining on the city.

"What?!" The item mentions the sword, wraps around the turret, and shouts away, "You don't want to use your heart again! The damage is too great!"

"That is Xinyuping!" Chen Xing shouted, "Green is Xinyiping!"

"Who is Xin Pingping?" Feng Qianxi was approaching the dragon, heard the voice and shouted.

"It's an exorcist!" Chen Xing stood on the platform of the third floor of the county government, shouting to the bottom.

The item shouted: "How do you clean it up? Is there a way?"

Chen Xing: "Ah! No! I just tell you the origins of it!"

"This makes sense?!" The item can't be tolerated, and it seems to be catching up. It was interrupted by Chen Xingyi and had to turn around again and run along the wall.

The green scorpion seems to feel that the item is not easy to provoke, but can not avoid the main force, Chen Xing condensed God to observe, seeing the new 垣 变 而成 蛟 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿 仿Wen Zhe, in his hands, grievances, firmly hold the head of the green scorpion and direct it to spin in the city.@@@@

The Jin army came, and they all went to the city. They each stood on the mighty, aiming at the green dragonfly flying in the air. The military officer went to the heights, holding the drumsticks, and his eyes fixed on the position where the green dragonfly flew. Then, the item was whistling.

Bi Yiyun was full of strength, and when he slammed the drums of the city, he slammed the earthquake.

The Jin army is almost full of arrows, and the siege arrow dragged the hook and flew toward the air!

Chen Xing immediately concentrated on the sacred heart, and the item sensed the power of the heart lamp and said: "Don't use it!"

Chen Xing: "Come on! Hold on for a little while!"

Xiang Shuji trembled the epee into a giant bow, full of strings, a shimmering ray of light, a meteor flying to the hoe, Wen Zhe changed color in this moment, driving the green scorpion to flip in the air, avoiding the scales The key, the arrow immediately shot through the body and flew to the sky.

Just listening to a hoarse arrogance, the rot of blood on the green scorpion blew up with the poisonous mist, followed by Feng Qianyu leaping to the roof of the city, Heng knife, Xiaoshan jumping a few times, stepping on Feng Qianxi's blade, Feng Qianxi angered: " go with!"

Xiaoshan turned into a shadow, slanting to the hoe, and swaying over the top of Wenzhe’s head. The sky was cracked out of the claws. Wen Zhe’s hand instantly showed a broken horn, stabbing toward Xiaoshan, roaring. : "Even if you are going to die today, you have to..."

However, in an instant, the left and right hands of the syllabus and the **** in the food, do the martial arts return to the wind and fall geese, the light arrow flying in the sky whistling in the air and screaming, and then shot, Wen Zhe's arm shot Broken!

Wen Zhe screamed, and then Xiao Shan’s claws ruthlessly hooked her shoulders, dragging her down to the ground and falling to the ground. Qinglan broke away from grievances and shackled, slammed into the dwellings underneath, and then violently pulled up, flew away and disappeared into the sky.

Chen Xing received the heart lamp, only felt a pain in his chest, and he almost could not breathe. The heart is bad, only to clean up the soul clock, exhausting the mana of the heart lamp.

"Don't use it again!" Xiang Shuzhi shouted.

Chengzhong Street, Xiang Shu, Feng Qianxi and Xiao Shanfei landed.

Wen Zheyu fell and struggled to get up. The upper red robes were torn apart, revealing a flat, white chest.

Feng Qianxi: "Men...male?! Are you a man?"

Feng Qianxi never imagined that the master of the East Zhangzhe Qianzhuang for decades, was actually a man dressed as a woman!

Wen Zhe's arm was broken, but there was no bloodshed. He smiled slowly and got up. He ridiculed: "If not, how can you not let ordinary mortals get close to me in decades?"

Xiang Shuo said: "Enough! I don't care who you are! How many people have you killed?!"

"People in the land of China, our lives are all saved!" Wen Zhe suddenly screamed, "What the stupid mortal repaid me?! No! Liu Heng that ungrateful animal, I learned that Xinyi Ping was poisoned. It was actually sinking him to the bottom of the river! I want revenge! I want-"

The voice has not fallen, Wen Zhe still has an arm turned into a bone claw, and he rushed to the subject, arrogantly said: "Report this ungrateful vengeance!"

Feng Qianxi and Xiao Shan have not yet had time to stop Wen Zhe, Wen Zhe has reached the front of the story, but the speed of the story is faster than Wen Zhe, the epee has a wave, Wen Zhe suddenly ribs broken, like a broken kite crashed into the wall of the house , hit the bricks and four.

With a sneer, Wen Zhe climbed from the ruins.

"I used to be the guardian of the great exorcist." Wenzhe recovered quickly, and even the arm that was broken by the light arrow gradually grew out. Slowly, "When the law is gone, you are The flesh and blood, the corpse has given me the power of the demon god..."

The item is not waiting for Wen Zhe to finish, but also a sword in the past, said: "Try it?!"

The item did not have the help of the heart lamp. With only one epee, Wen Zhe was smashed together with the house behind it! Wen Zhe screamed, his hands showed his bones and rushed to the subject. The anger of Xiang Shu was like a hurricane, and he completely took the upper hand. He was playing according to Wen Zhe.

As a defending martial artist who was hundreds of years ago, Wen Zhe had no resilience in front of the narration. He roared: "Why are you..."

Wen Zhe finally gave birth to fear, and he wanted to escape. Feng Qianxi and Xiao Shan were the moment. They immediately wrapped around in the long street and forced Wen Zhe back into the encirclement. Wen Zhe finally couldn’t bear it, releasing a resentment and turning around. Roaring:

"That's the same!"

"Wang Daren is careful!"

The prince wiped his sweat and nodded.

On the same day, the Daqin court was discussing the proposal for the Nanzheng. He was sleepy and sat on the throne. He suddenly found one thing in the middle and the middle. The matter of the Nanzheng was the prince’s night, why is the party today? Absent?

Not only the prince night, but recently Yan Jian’s face is not quite right. Murong Chong naturally opposed the Nanzheng, and he did not hesitate to rush back to Chang'an from Luoyang. On the same day, the courtiers of the court confessed that there were many reasons why it was not suitable for the South. The Jianjian did not anger, but waved his hand and said: "Know it, retreat. Let's stop."

"Chen has a present," Murong Chong did not let Yan Jian San Chao, said, "Your Majesty can listen?"

The prince’s night finally decided to take countermeasures, and lifted his head from this mess to meet Murong Chong’s gaze.

Yan Jian said casually: "You want to say, you want to hear."

Murong Chong said: "If you are willing to listen, then the minister will say."

Yan Jian smiled hard and made the atmosphere on the court a little more relaxed.

"Tell it." Yan Jian finally said.

Murong Chong said: "Your Majesty has been working very hard recently. The adults in the DPRK are sure to look at it. They both propose that the South Zheng will destroy the Jin and take it seriously. So hesitate and take it."

The sound of Murong Chong is extremely clear in the quiet temple.

"After returning to Chang'an, the court thought that His Majesty had made up his mind. Now it seems that it is far away. If you are arguing by the adults, you should not send troops. I must have known my heart."

"No," Yan Jian waved his hand and finally swept his eyes over Baiguan. Another envy of Rong Chong, and finally his eyes rested on the face of the prince's night. "Hesitant, it is not whether or not to send troops. It is imperative to collect the Fujiang Mountain in the south. There is nothing to hesitate about this. Hesitantly, is the army of Nanzheng adopting another way?"

Murong Chong frowned: "What way?"

Yan Jian said: "The time is not yet mature. When it is appropriate, the prince will naturally tell you about it. First, let the dynasty, rushing, and come to the palace later, look at the babies, so that your sister lived before. A match with his brother and sister."

Murong Crow frowned.

Dark underground, in the Magic Palace.

"You are guarding," the voice said coldly. "There is a day to betray you. Now your hands are just digging your own grave..."

Chen Xing once again saw the scene in the Magical Palace. The huge heart hangs in the center of the underground palace. The blood vessels extend into the veins in all directions and draw energy.

Suddenly, Chen Xing woke up and sat up in the sunny room, and kept gasping.

The item kept on the side immediately looked up and looked at Chen Xing. Chen Xingyu looked at him and looked down at him and looked around.

I don't know when, he was replaced with a single coat, his body covered with a quilt, and the room was filled with a medicinal gas. There was a small stove under the couch and the herbs were cooked.

"Where is this?" Chen Xing said weakly. "Hey, how long have I slept? Sleeping really well."

Xiang Shuzhen looked at Chen Xing, turned around after a moment, and went out in a gust of wind.

"Wake up!" The voice of the story was actually shaking. "He woke up!"

Then, Xiaoshan first rushed in, shouted and slammed on Chen Xing.

Chen Xing: "Xiao Shan?"

Xie Daoyu and Gu Qing also stepped forward, Gu Qing said: "I will inform Feng Brother."

Xie Daoqi sat down and gave Chen Xing the pulse. Chen Xing said: "I seem to use the heart lamp, it is a bit powerful, hurt my heart... Has it been sleeping for a few days?"

Everyone in the room looked at Chen Xing and didn't talk. The article looked at him for a while, turned his head, walked a few steps in the room, and then looked at Chen Xing, his lips could not tremble, his eyes were a little red.

"Okay," said Xie Daoyu. "If you wake up, it will be fine. Take a rest."

Chen Xing touched his stomach and said, "A bit hungry."

Xie Daoyu looked at the subject and said, "I have nothing to do with you, give it to you."

Xiaoshan quickly went to find the dry food and handed it to Chen Xing to let him eat. Chen Xing called the bitterness: "Can't you let the patient eat something convenient to swallow? Xiang Shu? What happened to you?"

The item uttered a tone, a little overwhelmed, barely smiled, and said: "Wake up... wake up, thank goodness..."

"How long have I been sleeping?" Chen Xing only felt a headache.

"Three months." Xiaoshan said.

Chen Xing: "..."