Nine Cents Refining

When the small fire turned into a change, it turned into Wang Qiong.

Ok, Zhong Rong Zhong Rui understands that this is really his mother.

Moreover, they will know, don't look at the small fire and small, may also be truly a peerless demon.

The old man is really amazing! The mice are not let go.

Zhong Rong feels that there are too many places to learn.

Sun Hao’s deity, with a faint smile, turned into a gust of wind, flying through the mountains from the sky, and came to a lush, elegant environment.

Dalian Port of Guliao State.

Quietly floating in the air, Sun Hao said in a faint heart: "Wake up, Suzaku."

Below, in a warm courtyard, a red dress, is taking a leisurely sun, the old lady, suddenly suddenly shocked.

A bang, the sky above the harbor, suddenly rising into a raging fire, the temperature suddenly increased a lot, the trees in the harbor, suddenly no fire spontaneously, the entire harbor, suddenly like a cage in the fire.

I don't know what happened, and suddenly there was a panic in the harbor.

Sun Hao shook his head slightly, pressed one hand to the next, the invisible wind blew, the fire went out, the temperature was normal, and nothing happened in the harbor.

Whether it is a monk or a mortal, suddenly feels inexplicable, what is wrong with this? Is it just my own illusion?

Looking up at the sky, I found that the silk was different. A large piece of fire cloud appeared on the sky. The whole harbor was covered under the burning clouds. It seemed to be the same, and it looked very beautiful.

Is it that this burning cloud gives everyone the illusion?

Also, the beautiful clouds, the ancient port of Dalian, the ancient Liao Kingdom has seen such a wonderful scenery for the first time.

The Terran monks who guarded Dalian Port flew up and floated in the air, waiting to be explored. Suddenly their eyes narrowed and their hearts were bad. The whole body was up and down, and they immediately fell into a quagmire.

In the distance, a blue-shirt monk intentionally or unintentionally glanced at himself.

There is no fear in my heart. Who is this? Is it so powerful?

Although I am not particularly distracted, but at least it is quite powerful, and there is no rebellious force in front of the monk in the green shirt!

How can things be so outrageous?

How can such a powerful person never have any information?

Next, the distracted monk saw another unforgettable scene of his life.

Above the fire burning cloud, a bright and beautiful, but huge overwhelming giant Suzaku, rising, gently fanning his wings.

Under the layers of flames, Suzaku looks elegant and noble.

The legend is actually true, the real thing is actually the mythical Suzaku!

The opposite monk can actually talk directly to Suzaku, and today he is afraid that he will truly meet the peerless power.

Suzaku gently fanned his wings and floated in front of Sun Hao.

Sun Hao said with a chuckle: "Long legs, do you need me to take them with you?"

Suzaku looked down at the eyes and said softly: "A hundred years have passed, and now, even if the sons have become old people, it is not necessary to disturb their peaceful life."

Sun Hao smiled and nodded: "Well, let's go."

Suzaku flapped his wings and rushed into the hollow tower of the sap and disappeared into the air.

On the ground, a child suddenly shouted: "Grandma, grandmother, what's wrong with you? Grandma..."

The red grandmother lay peacefully in the chair, bathed in the burning cloud, and walked quietly, at the age of 100.

Sun Hao faintly glanced at the distracted monk, his body swayed and turned into a streamer, flying away.

Above the sky, the burning cloud quickly faded away, and the distracted monk said loudly: "Slightly don't worry, this is the practice of the spell, what should you do?"

Less than half a day, Sun Hao came to a huge city, and the gods swept away and saw the snow white hair, like Maitreya, surrounded by several small pot friends, who were meeting the wagon and telling the children the story.

There was a faint smile on his face, and Sun Hao said softly: "Qinglong, a hundred years have passed, it should be returned."

On the ground, the chubby body of the hair was slightly shivering, the turbid eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and the face smiled. The mouth suddenly said: "Small basin friends, I suddenly remembered that a very important thing needs me to do... ..."

A little child asked me in a milky voice: "Too grandfather, Senma, bring Boa to go together."

Another slightly older child laughed: "Too grandfather, you want to go to Yihongyuan again, you said that you are old, don't respect, hehe."

Sun Hao...

Ermao touched his white beard, and his face appeared silky. Dayi said with amazement: "Don't you tell me? Grandpa, I am the body of Qinglong, how can I go to Yihongyuan, this time, I want to go out and save. The world, who wants to work with me to complete such a great historical mission?"

A few children laughed together.

Du Xiaobao raised a chubby novel, and said with a milky voice: "I, I, Boa went to save the four realms with my grandfather. However, long time ago, when I was able to come back to see my mother?" ”

Ermao’s face is very serious, and his mouth says: “The important task of saving the world is given to Boa, but this is a long way to go. It’s not a day’s work. When you see the mother, it will take a long time and a long time. Is Boa convinced to save the world?"

Boa hesitated a bit, nodded heavily, and said that the words "Save the four realms ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ handed it over to Boa..."

Ermao glanced around and looked around, laughing in his mouth: "I don't want to be late, Boa, go with me."

The sky seems to drift over a breeze, and the child’s eyes are in front of him, and the fat grandfather and Xiaobao disappear at the same time.

The children stayed together and said, "Grandfather took Baoer to Yihongyuan. Grandpa took Baoer to Yihongyuan. Go back and tell Baodi Bao Niang, playing Bao's ass..."

Above the sky, Wang Yuan holds the treasure in his hands, and the burly body traverses the clouds and flies in the green. With the flight, the white hair on the body must be green, and the wrinkled skin regains its luster. The arched hunchback was straightforward.

Standing in front of Sun Hao, it has completely changed into a natural appearance, with a bright smile on his face, and his mouth said: "The next step is to leave a lot of care, and finally, I can't help but bring a child... ”

Sun Hao smiled at Boa and reached out to hand over a cheat. His mouth said: "Boa, this seat is a strange bird, talented and talented. It is indeed the successor to save the world. Here is the cheats of Guan Haimin. By nature, the sky is much more normal than Qinglong and Dangkang.

Moreover, Tianxiang’s original companion has also passed away for many years. Some are just in love, and like Zhu Ling, they have not taken away anyone and quietly left.

A hundred years of a dream, life is different.

A hundred years of dreams, the feelings are born by the heart.

Qinglong, Suzaku, Tianxiang, and Dangkang returned to their homes, and they each digested to understand the centuries-old life. This time, it’s not like the Hanggai Prairie, but it’s really real and has gone through the world. Many things need to be digested with heart. .

In the empty tower, Zhu Pangyi carried his ear and yelled in his mouth: "No, it’s been mixed for a hundred years, you are still alone." (To be continued.)