How can Fengxi not know the most common things that Qingfeng can see through?

but where can she think about these at this moment? Of course, she tried to suppress the situation first.

Speaking slowly and quickly, the wind with a few breeze, layer by layer to the small funeral hall around the array.

The wind outside the array hurt the vitality of the next level of the border

After a series of Dharma practices, the wind has gasped for breath. Sitting on the ground at the front door, I feel cold sweat.

"Adult, you spend too much spiritual power. How can you stand a Zhong Kui ghost chasing array and a Tiangang mask to enchant? Don't say that you are a small body. Even if the old man is still there, you can't bear it. You can't fight like this anymore. You need to keep some strength. After all I don't know if it's going to happen in a while? "

"You're right. I will."

Fengxi takes out a bottle of mineral water and pours it in a few mouthfuls. The corners of her mouth are all wet.

She really worked hard and hurt her energy.

But what can we do? If you don't do so, maybe those things will run out in a while, then Jiangcheng has a good one?

How can millions of people in Jiangcheng live?

Can't be destroyed overnight? It's not a biochemical crisis, it's not a movie.

Promised Grandpa, we must guard Jiangcheng and one side of the people.

As for why we must guard Jiangcheng? Grandpa didn't elaborate before, but Hua Sheng is a master of Fengshui. She also mentioned before that there is a Fengshui gathering called Jiulong around Jiangcheng. The Fengshui around Jiangcheng is really good.

So these years, the development of Jiangcheng is huge, and it has become a first-line prosperous city in China.

However, if the Fengshui Bureau in Kowloon is broken, there will be a natural disaster.

A long time ago, when Hua Sheng watched the sky at night, he knew that there would be a catastrophe in Jiangcheng. The red blood moon was a bad omen.

Where do you think there will be such a big fluctuation in three or four years?

At that time, Fengxi kept Zhuoya, the woman, thinking that she was a restless guy. How could Zhuoya know that she was a current affairs person? After Zhuoman died, she didn't revenge, but fled.

Thinking of Zhuoya's leaving, then Jiangcheng has nothing to do with moths.

But now it's not the same thing?

"Why hasn't asheng come yet? What happened? " There is a feeling of not being very practical in Fengxi's heart.

In view of the past, no matter what, a Sheng will arrive as soon as possible without delay.

How come this time, after so long, Huasheng hasn't made a move at all?

The breeze to invite Huasheng has never returned. Fengxi always feels afraid that something has changed and made things worse?

She sat on the ground with her knees crossed, her eyes fixed on the entrance of the funeral parlor for fear of change.

In the spring breeze of ten li, Huasheng and Jiangliu played a game of chess leisurely. At the beginning of weiqi, Jiangliu deliberately gave way to Huasheng. Later, it was found that Huasheng's technique was extremely powerful, and they dared not give way to it any more. Finally, the two played a fierce game and got together.

Hua Sheng stood up slightly. "Mr. Jiang still let me at first, but he didn't let me later. Is it because he doesn't love me?"

"To tell you the truth, I was afraid that I would lose face. I thought you were not so good at chess, Mrs. Jiang. How could you know that you gave me a xiamawei? But Since it's a tie, don't try another set. The loser should kiss each other ten times. "

In his thirties, the river is still so rogue in front of Huasheng, which makes Huasheng blush again.