Nine Cents Refining

I dreamt of Sun Hao again.

I dreamt that Sun Hao actually became me.

And my side is actually the wife of Sun Hao and the sister of Sun Hao.

So in the end is Sun Hao become me, or am I dreaming of Sun Hao?

In his sleep, Zhong Xiaohao was completely confused.

Xiaohao Menghao, Sun Haohua Xiaohao, is Xiaohao or Sun Hao? Sun Hao changed Xiaohao or Xiaohao Menghao?

Zhong Xiaohao was at the bedside of Shan’s Xiaoqiong. It’s unknown. I don’t know why, I’ve got a pot of porridge in my head. I don’t know who I am, and I don’t know what my feelings are.

I don't understand for a long time.

When I have a big dream, I will wake up. Zhong Xiaohao thinks, no matter how beautiful the dream is, the reality is ultimately the reality. I can’t have the skill of Sun Hao’s flying. Xiao Qiong is gone, he can’t dream too much. long……

I haven't thought about it yet.

In the depths of my heart, the sound of the deceased single singer suddenly sounded: "Banana, you are a Bara, Zhong Xiaohao, oh no, Sun Hao, I can’t bear it. If you don’t wake up today, I will kill myself. Xiao Yan..."

Zhong: "It’s a dream. The dead will actually talk. This is too much to miss the single singer, the illusion, it must be an illusion..."

At the bottom of my heart, the sound of a single suffocating suffocation came out: "Sun Hao, Xiao Yan is still in the dungeon, so long tortured, enough to wear off his arrogance, his temper has been smoothed, and then grinding, it really wants The injury is fundamental, hey, you can't be so guilty..."

Zhong Xiaohao’s heart could not help but think of the legs of Zhong Rong’s bones, and his heart slammed.

At this time, the dream that once dreamed of, the tall, true-faced Xuan Hong, who was with the grandson of Sun Hao, actually sounded from the bottom of my heart: "Agarwood, it should be awake."

It should be awake!

It should be awake!

I really should wake up.

The body jerked, the golden light rippled from the body, and the light passed, and the body of Zhong Xiaohao suddenly became swelled, and the silver hair was full, and it instantly became black and bright.

On the hand, the wrinkled skin is like a trick, and it is full of luster.

Still with his eyes closed, Zhong Xiaohao's body slowly floated in the air, and gently said in his mouth: "I am Sun Hao, the father of the red dust experience, the father of the red dust experience, the incarnation of Zhong Xiaohao, Xiaohao both Sun Hao, Sun Hao is both Xiaohao, wake up..."

With a pair of eyes, the light shimmers.

Sun Hao returned.

When God knows, Zhong Xiaohao is the one-year-old life experience that he has wholeheartedly sink into his heart. His heart is slightly moved, his face is faintly smiling, one hand moves forward, and a golden light shines on the body of Shan's Xiaoqiong.

Single's Xiaoqiu body shook a little, turned into a small fire rat, squinting his eyes, gently looked over and whispered: "Brother, you woke up."

Sun Hao nodded with a smile, reached for a stroke, and the small fire fell into his arms. His feet were slightly lighter and his body appeared on the air. The mouth said softly: "Changning Jianpai, Wujia, a powerful means." , actually let the blood of this seat be a slave for life..."

The thoughts have not yet fallen, and in my heart, the anxious voice has come out: "Xiao Hao, what are you still grinding? Go to save the little sister."

Sun Hao’s face showed a smile, and he said: “Slightly, don’t worry, this blood, how can it happen, I will settle the little one first.”

After that, God knows what to do, and the void catches.

In the wilderness, a lonely grave rushed out of a thin beggar.

Sun Hao took a shot in the air and was crushed to reveal the white bones inside.

The right hand stretched out, and the condensed air tower appeared in the air, rotating, and the white bones were collected into the tower.

On a hill in the tower, a single scorpion reached out and an impulsive chestnut hit the head of a little girl: "Xiaorui, you slept again, and the mother taught you the poetry, is it familiar?"

Zhong Rui jumped up: "Mother, mother, I have done a long, long, terrible and terrible dream, oh, where did you go?"

With his hands on his hips, he said with a sigh of relief: "You are a big bastard, I can't wait to marry him..."

Above the sky, Sun Hao's face was faint, with a warm smile, his body swayed, turned into a blue meteor, and flew away to the Changning Jianpai.

Changning Xianshan is located in the middle of the mountain range, deep in the 100,000 mountains, a fairy mountain, floating like a pearl in the clouds.

In ancient China, the Changning Jianpai ranks in the top ten of the three hundred roads. It has strong strength, and there is a big robbery in the town. It has a high status and is well known.

On this day, Changning Xianjian suddenly burst into a sword.

The Guardian Mountain has a great brilliance and bursts with brilliance.

The sword-skilled monk was shocked and looked at the sky.

A stream of blue light floated above the clouds and stopped at the sword.

The swordsmen had a monk screaming: "Where are you, this is the Changning sword pie, and you must not let it go."

There was a cold air in the air.

The sword-stricken monk was like a heavy blow, and there was a scream in the air. He spit blood and poured it down.

The Changning Jianpai monk monk Qi Qiyi, the monk who had just been a monk was not the strongest, but he also went to the advanced level of the gods, but even the opponent did not understand how to do it, this time may actually meet Really powerful.

The tyrannical tycoon Chang Ning Jianzu’s hands arched and said: “Daoyou, I don’t know what is wrong with my Changning Swordsman?”

Sun Hao was cold-spoken, did not talk nonsense with him, and the palm of the hand went to the next pressure. On the sky, there was a huge palm print, which was indiscriminate and pressed against Changning Xianshan.

Changning Jianzu screamed: "The Taoist friends are not allowed to come, and the power of the big rebound is afraid that you can’t stand it..."

Who knows, this has just been exported.

The guardian mountain array that was given high hopes by Changning Jianzu has already shimmered, and the sky is like a fireworks.

Simply a single palm, actually broke the Changning Xianshan guardian big array!

Changning Jianzu suddenly stayed.

The entire Changning Jianpai swordsmen who are eager to try, those who are flying in the air, trying to fight a sword like a small dumplings, have been crushed down, plopping, and fell on the mountain.

The palm of the hand gently squatted on the top of Xianshan.

Sun Hao whispered softly and said: "A good Changning swordsman actually took the descendants of this family to act as a fairy slave. He actually brought his own son into Xianji. I am down today, who can stop this seat."

After that, the body was slightly shocked, and there was a three-headed six-armed magical law behind him.

The law is majestic, the six eyes are like electricity, and a big hand is extended to the bottom.

Some horrified mortals and low-ranking monks fell into the palm of their hands, and Sun Hao said softly: "Slightly, don't worry, my ancestors will save you."

After that, the magical arm of the magical law was gently shocked, and these people fell into the scented empty tower~www.wuxiaspot.com~There was a small red arranger to take care of.

The magical law was extended by one hand and inserted into the fairy mountain of Changning Jian.

The magical law is in the world, and the Changning swordsman’s face is like a dead gray, even if it is Changning’s sword ancestor, he suddenly knows that the Changning swordsman has provoked the peerless power of the absolute temptation, or the power to cultivate the magical law.

Unconsciously, the legs were a little trembling, and the unyielding swords that had been brought up by courage had disappeared.

The entire Changning Jianpai, a moment of silence.

The big hand of the magical law, without any stagnation, penetrated the Changning Jianpai as the iron wall-like Xianji, gently shocked the wrist, only the bones left in the legs, and the bones began to blacken, the bells of the breath appeared in the The palm of my hand.

There was a slight pain in my heart, and the magical law shook gently. The white light fell on Zhong Rong’s body.

Like the dead wood, the body of Zhong Rong quickly began to recover, the body grew up, the skin rushed to the formation, and even a tangled hair, in the white light, turned into a dark and supple blue hair.

Zhong Rong felt the new changes in his body, his face showed an incredible expression, stood in the palm of the magical law, and after half a day, he found a benefactor and bowed his head: "The younger generation Zhong Rong, thank you for your help."

Sun Hao said slowly: "Small, I am you..."

father? Indeed, the sound is a bit familiar.

Zhong Yan eyes, take a closer look at Sun Hao, and finally from the memory, think of the look of the young, and then a comparison, and finally the current Sun Hao and his own 爹爹 gradually overlap.

In the palm of the magical law, Zhong Rong did not know what to say. This is his own embarrassment. What old farmer? It seems to be true!

After half a ring, Zhong Rong’s mouth spit out a word: “Hey...” (to be continued.)