This kind of natural chapter is a wonderful hand, and it contains a very deep and meaningful state of mind. How can it be relaxed?

Even those who are full of knowledge and skills have to scratch their heads when facing this requirement. What’s worse, Se is a younger monk who is under one year old.
Being able to reach such a state at this age level is in Yan Hong’s heart, Chen Shaobai. Ten times, he is always closed to penance and turns a deaf ear to things outside the window. The bitter monk should know nothing about piano, chess and painting
Sure enough, I heard this request. Chen Shaobai’s eyes were slightly drooping, and he paced back and forth in front of two people. A picture of Jiang Lang was just like it.
"Hum … the straw bag insists on being bring disgrace to oneself!"
Yan hong ri looked at Chen Shaobai with clearly visible contempt se.
Maybe I think Yan Hong Ri is too arrogant, maybe I want to cut off the two. If there is a link, I have been silent. Taishilin suddenly said, "That’s enough! Brother Yun is an imaginary person, but it’s not your turn to teach you a lesson! "
Words are full of meaning for Chen Shaobai’s bias.
Yan hong ri terrier neck fixedly staring at Chen Shaobai latosolic red eyes turned a deaf ear to Taishilin words.
Chen Shaobai smiled. "Sister Lin doesn’t need to do this. He wants me to make a rhyme. I’ll make it for him."
He paced back and forth in front of the two men for a moment, and his eyes flashed a glimmer of wisdom. Se looked at Yan Hong with a playful smile on his mouth.
Small sample!
Tell me about the 5,000-year history of China and China, and recite a poem casually, and you will kneel on the street! Now that you’re shameless, wash it and get whipped!
See Chen Shaobai face god se yan hong ri heart suddenly stopped for a moment gives birth to a sense of foreboding.
Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Shaobai suddenly mouthed a rhyme with unique charm and slowly flowed out of his mouth.
"pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon Yupan Jane is ashamed and straightforward."
The situation of a secular public enjoying pleasure and feasting vividly appears in their minds, without deliberate thinking, as if they were born there.
"Maybe the first meter is really what he wants? But … Nan Ming is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Zhou Dongsheng and Shenzhou, and there are countless difficulties and obstacles. When will he go to Shang State after being trained by Zongmen since childhood? "
Looking at Chen Shaobai Taishilin’s eyes flashed a trace of admiration and doubt, Se.
While Chen Shaobai’s poems are still copied and praised.
"I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain"
"Yu crossing the Yellow River ice jam Sichuan will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow"
"Idle to fishing Bixi suddenly complex boat dream ri.
It is hard to go, it is hard to go, Duoqi Road, Jinan is in and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea, I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves. "
Zhou Jinyu, who plagiarized a poem "it is hard to go" by Taibai Poet Fairy, suddenly appeared in Chen Shaobai’s mind.
The characters in this poem are so similar to that friend!
"I don’t know Zhou Jinyu and Wu Muqin they repair to quench gas shakotan coast? Wu Pei disappeared for many years and didn’t know where she was now? "
Chen Shaobai’s eyes flashed a memory of Se’s return to the Qing Xuanmen, and the idea became stronger and hotter.
Hiding homesickness deeply in my heart, Chen Shaobai smiled and took something out of her arms, stroking it with one hand and gave Yan Hong the last blow …
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PS, I’m going to have a meal first, and then I’ll write another chapter later … o ∩ _ ∩ o ~
Chapter two hundred and seventy-one XuanXian god stove
Chapter two hundred and seventy-one Xuanxian Shenzao
Chen Shaobai’s removal from the life world is an exquisite sword.
The body of the sword is three and a half feet long, sharp and sharp, but slightly light and muddy. The body of the sword glows with a faint purple Se light, and it looks like 512 magic circle marks made of agate, which shows its identity as a treasure.
It is Taishilin who carries a sword with him to Ri.
How can you not know Yan Hong Ri, who is almost a symbol of this? He recognized the authenticity of it almost at first sight.
"Absolutely is Tarshish life xianjian! How can they be in this little hand? Do they really have anything? "
People are like this. The more they encounter problems, the easier it is to get into the dead end. Before you know it, Yan Hong Ri fell into Chen Shaobai and set a trap for him and went deep into it to extricate himself.
He turned around and found that Taishilin’s waist agate sword was just a spirit-level imitation, and it was the genuine goods Se that appeared in Chen Shaobai’s hands.
"Sister Lin, I think it’s the most appropriate thing to put it by your side or it’s better to give it back to you." Chen Shaobai handed Taishilin the agate fairy sword with a sincere smile in his eyes.
It’s also a great help for him to repair ordinary treasures nowadays. Whether to consider the other party’s loss from chaos clock’s life in the world or from the magical powers such as Wanjian tactic, this priceless treasure is just a chicken rib for him.
Taishilin’s eyes are full of color, which seems to give birth to something. A bit of hongxia flies up and shyly accepts the fairy sword, as if it were not a girl in front of her lover.
She fell into Yan Hong’s eyes in such a state that she almost made a final decision on the previous speculation.
Shame, anger, unwillingness, madness …
Many complicated emotions emerged in Yan Hong’s face and mixed into an expression. Now he looks like a crazy tiger, and it seems that he may be able to hold back his anger and suddenly hurt people at any time.
However, Yan Hong Ri, the five cores of Qing Xuanmen, is far better than ordinary people. Although he is angry and possessed, Yan Hong Ri returns to normal after one or two breaths.
"Hum! What a pair of men and women who hooked up into jiān dogs! "
Yan hong ri’s eyes sparkled with linglie shaqi, but he was forced to kill himself and fly away.
In a moment, he disappeared in front of two people.
As Yan Hong Ri left, the blush on Taishilin’s face returned to indifference and peace as if she had never appeared before.