Chapter 116： Intrigue

For the Magic Road, Danyang Peak is over.

The news was handed into the Fengling Mountain, and the piles were all terrible.

"Xu Xingzhi is in the world of books! He drew a door and broke the iron wall mountain defense of the Fortress!"

"The bunker Lord has died!"

"...The Blackwater Fort is reversed!"

"When Danyangfeng was attacked, the old four gates shouted in the mountains and said that Wu Xiang, the son of the Blackwater Fortress, died in the death of the mountain master. It was the excuse and the chess piece that the mountain master used to attack the Qingliang Valley! Wubao’s main disciple fled the mountain defense. Two days later, he ran into the branch of the Red Mountain in Yunhuo Mountain. Yunhuoshan was in a hurry!”

These words are passed into the ear of the nine lights, but not enough to make him a half color.

When he sat in front of the forbidden court and shook his sword, his look was plain: "... is it?"

Jiuguang Lan has never looked like this. Sun Yuanzhou has already seen numbness in the past month.

He is even a bit grateful, the nine lights are quiet, often staying in the clear far away, at least not to bring this dejected gas to the front.

However, now that the situation is forced, he has to break into his Taoyuan Township.

Sun Yuanzhou sighed slightly: "The mountain master, the 16th lord of the twenty-three masters are waiting for you in the Qingzhu Temple."

The hand of the Jiuzhi lamp wiped the sword stopped.

Sun Yuanzhou was extremely afraid of his hard state. He said "I don't see". Before he spoke, he said: "There is chaos now. Every family wants to ask for an idea. But this together adds up to forty or fifty mouths. Who can listen?"

Nine lights smiled and smashed their heads, like a young man who didn’t care about the world: "Will they listen to me?"

Since the Jiuzhi lamp came back from Ying Tianchuan, but in a short period of time, Sun Yuanzhou saw his smile more than the sum of the past 13 years. But his smile does not have a specific object, and sometimes he can smile at the void, as if he is conceiving something interesting.

Because of this, Sun Yuanzhou increasingly regards him as a child. As a subordinate, his heart has long been exhausted by the mountain master, simply turned a direction and began to give birth to pity.

His voice is soothing, almost like a father: "...will. You are the mountain owner after all."

It was said that the Jiuzhi lamp had a long leg that had been placed on the stage and received a force, but did not stand up.

He smiled at his knees and extended his hand to Sun Yuanzhou.

Sun Yuanzhou is suspicious of his body: "Mountain, it's okay."

Jiuzhi Lan said: "The legs are numb. Help me."

Out of natural awe, Sun Yuanzhou did not dare to hold his hand, only one hand holding his sleeve, holding his waist in one hand and holding him half and half.

When pulling him, Sun Yuanzhou was shocked to see that Jiuzhi Lan was light and fluttering. Where is an adult man, it is clearly a cold-blooded snake that climbs the ice and lies in the snow.

The Jiuzhi lamp slanted for a while, and the shape of the leg was reduced. It was restored to a tall and straight pine.

The two came slowly to the front of the Qingzhu Temple. Before they reached the door, they heard a commotion from inside. "You are less offended for this wild species! The death of the lord of the lord cannot be separated from him!"

Sun Yuanzhou's face changed, and he wanted to cough and give a hint. The nine lights lifted his hand and covered his mouth.

Someone in the temple raised an objection: "You are too embarrassed to say this."

"How, do the embarrassing things, it is suspected that people talk about it? The Jiuzhi lamp did not kill the life of the people of the magic road! Have you lost your long-term memory after eating for so many years?! The blood sect was crushed by him. If you can't lift your head, the corpse will look down. He has been in charge of the Magic Road for more than a decade. It is an indisputable fact that the Magic Road is going backwards. He has harmed the Magic Road!"

Someone whispered in agreement: "Yes, he does not know how to plan for the magic road. The magic road defeats the four doors. Is it because of this bird? Is it the same as the group of sour priests? It is better to do the loosening. Happy and happy."

Someone whispered in a warm voice: "The mountain owner grew up among the four gates, and it is inevitable that he likes these red tapes. It is not surprising that he is stunned."

This is a relief, but it is more important.

Really, the first person who quarreled sneered: "The four monks have raised such a dog scorpion, and they should have done their best."

"He is now trying his best to move toward the old four-door!"

"Yeah, if it is such a mixed thing to die, why should we take care of him, it is better to kill Danyang Peak or Ying Tianchuan directly, but also to fight a fierce and fierce!"

When everyone was talking about it, a string of loud applause rang from the outside of the temple, and suddenly the temple was changed from boiling to full of silence.

The Jiuzhi lamp stepped into the temple, followed by a face-changing Sun Yuanzhou.

He sat quietly in the couch at the temple.

Everyone occasionally dared to look up at him and found that the nine lights seemed to be a lot of white, as if they had just walked out of the snow, Chen Jin’s daylight sprinkled on him, and he could not melt the frost snow of him.

Looking around everyone, Jiuzhi Lan said: "Whoever said that he wants to go, go."

No one answered at the bottom, and the people who had been vocal and fierce were turned into mice in the gutter.

But after all, they came to the idea, so long-term silence, the business is also delayed.

An unspoken lord tempted to break the silence: "Mountain Lord, what should be done at the moment, ask you to give us an idea, okay?"

Jiuzhi lamp squats on the sleeves, and does not think about it: "Today's plan, only one side and one side."

Sun Yuanzhou heard a word.

He thought that the nine lights would not be closed this month. It was really intended to be ignored and the end of depression.

In the midst of joy, Sun Yuanzhou inevitably gave birth to a grievance: how can I not say it early?

But this joy has not been supported for a while.

... Sun Yuanzhou found that the bottom of the lords of the lords did not have a happy face, and all the flashes of light seemed to be calculated. The heart that just mentioned a little joy once again sank into the bottomless deep pool.

The nine branches of lights seem to be undetected, and they have been said all the way.

These words should have been turned a hundred times in his heart, so he said that it is also smooth and smooth: "The magical sect sects of the sects, a total of fifty-two, I want to be in their own position, every ten places together first-class There are five in total. Abandoning their respective original places and building a new alliance may also have the strength to resist the old four."

The most embarrassing person who had insulted the Jiuzhi lamp had listened to this idea, and then he was not silent. He said with a sarcasm: "...Who will take the lead in every alliance?"

Nine lights asked: "Does this also require me to assign?"

Left and right have offended the nine lights, the man has relaxed a heart, and opened his mouth and smiled: "The mountain owner does not assign, how do you know how to act under the subordinates? Who will lead the troops, who will be out when they are in wartime Big head, how to distribute the treasures of each collection, you have to give a message."

At the end, he spread his hands and said: "... Yes, you can't count on me. I am a small blood sect of Tianyuanzong. I was forced to abandon this road. Now I just barely support a flower shelf. Some of the drugs are gone."

The people underneath did not blame the arrogant attitude of the Emperor Yuanzong.

Because like him, no one wants to be the leader of the five alliances, and to take this responsibility into his arms, there is no harm, they don’t want to find trouble for themselves, so they don’t answer, they look at each other, they only hope. Which **** fool can take over this task.

I don't know if it's a good fortune or a pity. All of you are full of people.

Sun Yuanzhou has a cold-eyed view, and his heart is cold.

People who are accustomed to their politics are uncontrollable. What's more, at least half of them are blood sects. They are affected by the order of the nine lights. The ghosts in the heart are deep-rooted and they are not willing to He is selling his life.

They gathered here, not seeking a combination of vertical and vertical, but hope that the nine branches of lights can ride the first, with their own efforts to clear the insurgents, but also a peaceful and clean.

In other words, they both hate the power of the nine lights and long for his power. The nine lights in their eyes are just a good use of the blade.

Thirteen years ago, this warlord led them to expand their territory and create a magical world. Now they should also wave for guarding them.

...this is what he should do, isn't it?

However, the Jiuzhi lamps are very incomprehensible to their good intentions. They only care about themselves: "...who is going to do the lead person, you will agree on your own."

Seeing the nine branches of lights actually had to be handcuffed, the bottom blasted open, many people no longer considered the etiquette, the messy discussion into one, Sun Yuanzhou stopped a few degrees, it did not work.

The nine branches of lights let them talk about it, and looked calmly and even looked at the angry people with a little pity.

Sun Yuanzhou even looked back and saw the nine lights on this look, and his heart was slightly stunned.

In the same year, the youth who had been practicing the sect of the town and the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect.

The magic road is scattered in the sand, a game of chaos, nine lights have been for 13 years. In the meantime, he was used to being intrigued and swaying.

...he is probably really tired.

In the midst of chaos, another fortune asked him: "Don't ask the mountain owner, what is the world book? You didn't say it publicly, then Xu Xingzhi is dead?"

The Jiuzhi lamp ignored his aggressiveness and gave only the information he knew: "The world book is indeed in the body of Xu Xing."

The owner of the castle asked: "What is the role of the world book?"

Jiuzhi Deng said: "I don't know."

The owner of the castle screamed: "It’s been this time, why should the mountain owner hide it from us?"

Nine lights look cold: "I said, I really don't know what the world book has."

If you don’t speculate on this one, everyone feels that you don’t have to stay here, sneer and sneer, and the rest of the dozen temperamental people don’t dare to stay here, hurriedly arched and turned away. go with.

When the people left, the voice of Zhang Yuan, the patriarch of the Tianyuan Emperor, was far from the outside of the temple. It was faintly discernible: "...but instead of choosing five leaders, it would be better to re-elect a mountain master! The magic road is already a waste in this person's hand. It is."

The Jiuzhi lamp did not respond to such a big rebellious word. Sun Yuanzhou was so angry that he was angry and angered him. He whispered: "...mountain?"

He couldn't be sure that the nine lights were really not angry, or that they planned to write down a note and settle it after the fall.

The Jiuzhi lamp just closed his eyes and said, "I am sleepy. I want to rest here for a while, don't ask others to bother."

Sun Yuanzhou replied, and there was some hope in his heart. When the Jiuzhi lamp put his legs on the couch, he whispered: "Mountain, do you really want to take it? You can save it with just one victory. A little bit of people. What they want is nothing more than this."

The nine lights hang down.

When he did not mobilize his spiritual power, his eyes were black and white, clear and quiet, and he could not see the suffocation of a person with a little magic.

After a long while, he said: "...what they want, I can't give it."

Sun Yuanzhou thought that what he said was "not to give" was "do not want to give", but he also understood that, with a sigh of relief, he took a suede shackle and covered it on the nine branches of lights. He said, "Nothing, rest. Let's go."

This red-skilled lord is like a domestic servant. If anyone sees this scene, he will certainly be wronged for Sun Yuanzhou. However, Sun Yuanzhou is very handy because he knows his own weight and ability to start the work of the waiter.

After the nine-lights passed through this long and short chaos, the energy seemed to be overdrawn, curled up, and soon fell asleep.

He has no flesh at his waist, only a dangerous grip. When he is lying on the couch, his facial features are more beautiful. He seems to have a meticulously crafted brush. He is naturally natural, his forehead is full, his lips are thin and thin, and he is alive. A look of a beautiful woman.

What I did not do, what I did not do, this thin fat beauty has done it.

...what can be done?

He is still homeless, displaced nine lights, magic road, four doors, where is not his home.

Sun Yuanzhou thought about this, the more he was grateful to him, and saw him frowning and discomfort, he guessed that he was lying uncomfortable and wanted to find something to pad his head for him.

However, he was about to get up, his hand was caught by the nine lights, and he pressed straight into his chest.

Sun Yuanzhou's body is inclined: "Mountain Lord?"

"...Senior brother, don't go." The young man dreamed. "Brother, I know it wrong... I don't want to go back, please don't send me back to the magic."

Sun Yuanzhou’s heart was soft and he kneeled down on his knees.

The young man in his sleep has lost all his armor and turned into a helpless and sad child. He is pleading: "I don't know anyone there... Brother, you have forfeited my skill, let me stay in the wind. Lingshan is your near waiter, I can do anything..."

Sun Yuanzhou was silent. He put the forehead of the nine lights on the back of the hand of the other hand. He only felt cold and burned his hands: "...mountain."

This sentence, the stunned mind of the nine lights was pulled back on the right track, he suddenly let go of the hand, turned over and tightened the waist blade, and then did not say a word.

Sun Yuanzhou sighed and helped him pull the arched shackles up and cover the door to leave. He called a disciple of Chi Lianzong: "What is the name of the celestial patriarch of the party?"

The disciple thought for a moment and gave a name truthfully.

Sun Yuanzhou said in a light command: "Send a disciple of a ministry to destroy Tianyuan."

Nowadays, the people of the Taoist people are scattered, destroying one and one less. There is no difference, but the wolf, who has created a messy heart, can at least give the remaining fifty sects a master. Look, let them know that the Lord of the Magic, can not let them bully and trample.

Regardless of how the world and future generations discuss the commentary, in the mind of Sun Yuanzhou, the Jiuzhi lamp is the hero of the magic road, which is beyond doubt.

After telling his disciples, Sun Yuanzhou turned and turned back to the Qingzhu Temple, and continued to do his best to find a pillow for his mountain owner.

Turning over and over, he found a small hail in the dark space below the table.

The scorpion was sealed with spiritual power. Sun Yuanzhou couldn’t open it. He was not interested in exploring the secrets of the Jiuzhi lamp. He took off his robe and wrapped the hail layer by layer. He barely made a pillow. , stuffed under the neck of the nine branches.

The person on the couch was very sensitive, and opened his eyes when he touched it.

He is determined to look at the people in front of him, no longer talking nonsense: "...Sun Yuanzhou."

Sun Yuanzhou said softly: "Yes."

When the Jiuzhi lamp closed his eyes and closed it, he thought of another concern: "... Wen Xuechen, haven't found it yet?"

Sun Yuanzhou slammed: "Go back to the mountain, the disciples have been looking for."

Jiuzhi lamp rested on the couch and said: "If there is a spy who sees him in the brothers, or finds that he is somewhere in the wild, he will tell me."

Sun Yuanzhou couldn't understand why the war was just around the corner. Why did the Jiuzhi lamp still remember a awake body, but he still respected the archer: "Yes. The subordinates wrote down. What is the command of the mountain master?"

Jiuzhi Lan said: "Really, there is one more thing."

Sun Yuanzhou looked up at the nine lights and only listened to him whispering: "If the Lord of the Magic Road is for you, at this time, are you descending, or fighting?"

Sun Yuanzhou immediately softened his knees and wrestled himself on the ground, sweating like a pulp, half-word refused to say more.

The Jiuzhi lamp was silent and waited for his reply.

During the long silence, Sun Yuanzhou's face turned into a golden paper, and a bite of teeth was sour, until he was sure that he could completely avoid this problem. He only sighed and said his heart: " If it is subordinate, it will abandon Fengling and protect the Ministry."

In fact, Sun Yuanzhou really wants to say that if he was to be the master of this magic road in the past, he would either take a heart and let the magic road take the four-door trend, scribble the roots, indulge in lust, arbitrarily deliberate, figure a happy dripping, or just do it with peace of mind. The four-door minister saves countless troubles.

Nine branches of lights have chosen a way to compete with themselves. Good people can't do it, bad people can't do it, no evil, no way, no one, no ghosts, no hardships.

The Jiuzhi lamp listened to Sun Yuanzhou’s words and lived for a long time.

Sun Yuanzhou couldn't understand his temperament, and he was slightly uneasy: "The subordinate is just a word..."

The voice did not fall, and the nine branches of light climbed over his robes, and the body sneaked forward, and the ear whispered something.

Sun Yuanzhou suddenly slammed, and the throat started to pull out: "Mountain, no..."

Jiuzhi lamp tightened his clothes and said two more words.

Sun Yuanzhou’s face changed and the lips shook with two shakes. The gray pair fell between deep sorrow: “...mountain, I understand.”

Jiuzhi Lan released his hand and let himself lie back on the couch, and handed Sun Yuanzhou’s robe back to him, slamming the ice in his arms and whispering, “Let’s do it.”

Nine branches of lights are not willing to take shots, and the sects of the Magic Road are seeking to save their lives, blame, and quarrel, or reluctantly unite.

However, the situation at the moment has been completely reversed when the same enemy attacked the four gates.

Thirteen years ago, Qing Jingjun died, Xu Xingzhi was defeated, Meng Zhongguang fled, and the four doors relied on the power of fake artifacts. They believed that they were safe and sound, and the result was that they were caught off guard by the sudden evil.

Thirteen years later, they didn't have artifacts and no homes, but they were so cold that they were not cold, and those who were caught off guard were replaced with magic.

Thirteen years of speaking is not short or short, and it is not long. I remember that the way the magic road won the four-door martial arts was not dead, and the people were still clear and clear.

The magic road is unorthodox. In the same year, the glory of the glory came from the glory. However, one person was the only one, the faction was swaying, and the disobedience was over. All kinds of problems had already existed, and when Xu Xingzhi and others escaped from the wild, they broke through the bamboo. When the situation strikes, they still have a glamorous shell that bursts instantly, leaving only a chicken feather.

Spreading with chaos is a rumor.

Every time the war is over, the rumors will always be wider and faster than the truth. Especially after the break of the Danyang Peak, every magical disciple is talking about Xu Xingzhi’s magical powers, adding fuel and rumbling, and the rumors come. The more outrageous.

——No matter where Xu Xing wants to go, just draw a door out of thin air.

- If he wants a mountain to be overturned and wants to dry up the sea, just sit at the table and move his pen.

All in all, he has a perfect way to write a pen, as long as the letter handwritten the name of the next person, you can take people's lives from thousands of miles away, picking up the head, and living is a living king with a judge.

The rumors will be more and more mysterious. When Xu Xingzhi took down Danyang Peak and rested in the same place, the Tailai Mountain occupied by the Magic Road Three Loves had a small-scale movement, but they won the cultivation of acacia. The female disciples of the technique were horrified and shouted that this was Xu Xingzhi’s warning. If he did not surrender, who knows that he will make a big stroke next time, who knows if he will dump the whole mountain?

The old four hate came, and the momentum was strong, and with rumors, when the second temporary alliance was once again quietly broken by a wild door, the other three alliances were completely panicked.

The alliance that was easy to piece together was easily disintegrated, escaped, and showed good, and the sect of the sects became a sand.

In contrast, it was the scattered repair of the magical road that year.

Over the years, they have disappeared, and they have to disappear, fearing that the magic road will retaliate. After many years, they finally got their hopes, and immediately contacted Danyangfeng and Yingtianchuan, carrying various monks into the four teams, not to mention.

Nowadays, all the affairs of the four doors are handled by Qu Chi. In the face of the surrender of the magic road and the flying bird, the Qu Chi is one by one, accepting, and being busy, but everything is clear and clear. It is the star of the set, sitting on the ground, and steadily arranging everything in order.

As the center of rumors, Xu Xingzhi’s natural music was passed on to the outside world. He simply stole the opportunity to steal the Zhou Wang and asked her to cooperate with him at Qu Chi.

Zhou Wang started not knowing Xu Xingzhi's intentions, but he still did it.

Without the three sun scenes, she really admired Qu Chi.

In the wild, the gentle cognac that is willing to share the stone candy with her is not the same as the person who is in front of the scene. No matter which one is dry, she likes it.

She privately said to Xu Xing: "It’s really good."

"It's amazing." One of Xu Xing, while peeling the orange, smiled. "Learn more with him. What is it? You can enter the sword and set the world. You can retreat to the country." Yes, less to drop out of school, he is born. The life of a knife and a gun is still a veritable use in the wild. When the world is peaceful, his guns are only enough to go to the streets."

After he finished, he was accidentally heard of his high-profile Zhou Beinan stone chasing out the second place.

However, Xu Xingzhi is not completely idle.

One day, Qu Chi was busy for a day, and returned to his temple with a dust, but found that Xu Xingzhi was directing Meng Zhongguang to live in front of his window.

Meng Zhongguang’s face was stained with dirt, and Xu Xingzhi laughed at him on his side: “Little Cat.”

Meng Chongguang took a handful of mud, and the little cat liked his teeth and fluttered him. He left three fingerprints on his cheek side: "The brother is also."

Xu Xingzhi was brought to the ground by him, and the two cats laughed together, so that Qu Chi could not help but show them a smile.

But he soon discovered that his window was not the same as usual, and there was a peach tree.

The weak and quiet little peach tree made Qu Chi's heart tight and couldn't help but move forward two steps: "...do it."

Xu Xingzhi is taking a piece of tea to twist and twist, and Meng Zhongguang wipes his face and looks at it. The smile is a bend: "Come back?"

He took his handcuffs into his arms and picked up the bamboo fracture fan that was placed on his side: "The mountain is hot and hot, and I am afraid that Xiaotao will be uncomfortable, so I will get it back in advance."

Danyang Peak has always been Fushan Lingshui, the land is very fat, Xu Xingzhi uses a folding fan to poke the soil next to the small tree, and the black land is almost full of abundant oil and water.

Xu Xingzhi turned to Qu Chi again: "Hey, this place is just right, Xiangyang, you can see him when you open the window. When the spring is coming, Xiaotao can bud and bloom."