The monk left in a daze.

About half an hour later, the monk broke into the hall again.

"Dao, Dao Jun, not good, those three feet of golden Wu, swallow, swallow, swallow the sun mountain!" The monk said in astonishment.

Maori Dao Jun's eyelids jumped wildly, but he still suppressed his anger in his heart.

"Swallow? Are you kidding? The sun fire spirit in the sun mountain will die if you touch it. Who dares to swallow it Yang Zhijiu exclaimed.

"It's true, little Lord!" Cried the monk.

Yang Zhijiu was shocked.

"You all go out, I want to be quiet!" Maori Dao said in a deep voice.

"Yes Two people should say.

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outside the Ming Phoenix hall.

"The emperor, I will try to get out of the gate of heaven as soon as possible, and I will live up to the emperor's favor." Jin Dayu excitedly said.

"Well, you should choose a main hall for refining. When you leave, I will call you again." Yan Chuan said.

"Yes

In a flash, Yan Chuan has been in Dazhao holy land for a month.

As it was getting dark, Yan Chuan and Mo Yu Xi stood on a huge terrace outside the Ming Feng hall and looked at the countless lights in front of Dazhou city.

"Bang!" "Bang!"... "

A series of magic from the big Zhou City, like fireworks in the sky, blooming in the sky.

"In the mortal world, today is the new year's day. Even if many people embark on the road of practice, they still do not forget the traditional festival, which also creates the annual magic beauty of Dazhou city!" Mo Yuxi takes Yan Chuan's hand and looks at the scene of countless beautiful magic like fireworks.

"Because remembering these traditions can make you feel more like a person!" Yan Chuan smiles.

So they held hands and looked at the beautiful scenery. There is no closer action, but in this situation, the two minds are closely intertwined. This is also a kind of beauty!

"Bang!" "Bang!"... "

Today's Dazhou city is destined to be a city that never sleeps.

"However, over the years, perhaps Mr. Wen Ruo encouraged this kind of activities. On the new year's day, more and more people participated in the activities, and the new year's festival in Dazhou city became more and more beautiful." Mo Yu Xi said.

"Oh? I said, it seems that my worry free city is not so thick after another. It turns out that Mr. Wen Ruo deliberately developed it! " Yan Chuan thought.

"Look, over there!" Mo Yu Xi suddenly pulls Yan Chuan.

Yan chuanshun is hoping to go. However, on the peak of youyue Daojun Taoist temple, on a prominent terrace, there stood a woman in red, with a look of intoxication in her eyes.

"She is?" Yan Chuan's face moved.

"She is Su Sanniang!" Mo Yu Xi sighed slightly.

Su Sanniang?

Yan Chuan looked down at the foot of the mountain. Yan Chuan searched around the mountain. The mountain was dark, but he could still see clearly under Yan Chuan's conscious attention.

In a small forest. Yan Chuan finally saw his guess, Mr. Wen Ruo.

At the moment, Mr. Wen Ruo is hiding in a small forest. He looks at the top of the mountain and Su Sanniang affectionately in his eyes.

Seeing Su Sanniang smile, Mr. Wen Ruo also laughed.

Mo Yu Xi saw Yan Chuan looking down and looking at the past.

"Mr. Wenruo?" Mo Yu Xi was surprised.

"The annual fireworks conference, Mr. Wen Ruo did so much, it turned out that it was just to fight for a smile!" Yan Chuan sighed.

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