I heard you and the old witch were so dirty. What''s the matter with you? "As I said, when I''m not serious, there must be no wine in my life. Now, it seems to be in my platitudes and impolite words.


    Since you are not here, there is nothing good when you see the old witch, and you may not be able to fight, so we have to go back. There is no quiet in Tianshan and Yinshan, and there is no good old mouse, so it is not the hall of fame“


    After reading this strange letter, Xia Yun and I have nothing to say


    There is no doubt that the "old man" in the letter must be an old man and the "xiutou donkey" must be an old monk.


    As for what is "old madman", "old nun" and "old witch", these three people are self-evident.


    Xia Yun is silent. It seems that the first two strangers are indeed the witch''s head. The vicious woman is short, so she calls herself her master.


    To my surprise, these two strangers are definitely best friends with their master and uncle, and everything they have been together this year should be said.


    In fact, these two freaks are here to send a message. Some people say, "I don''t care much about bacteria." 5.5 in fact, the two eccentric old people are warm-hearted people, just men


    In particular, the last sentence completely eliminates my interest in staying here: "martial arts secret book?" is it tofu painstaking dish? Will it be everywhere? Only those who don''t want to change, you will be taken for granted!


    60 years ago, tatarz in the north of the Northern District tried to do something wrong and was worried about the scene, so they photographed people to spread words that they wanted to focus all their attention on the Central Plains, and then fight and kill each other! "


    Looking at the twilight, I looked up at Xia Yun and said, "Xia Yun, it''s very late now. There''s nothing to see here. Let''s break up.


    I won''t go back so that I won''t have a long talk on this matter. "Xia Yun also held my right arm:" I know you''re ready to worry about the district family and people. You must deal with this letter. "Let''s go and I''ll go with you.


    Beauty is polite, but immortality is difficult.


    I''m not a fairy, not even a fairy, but I can''t take it off now.


    Since you can''t escape, even if it''s difficult, you can only accept it by gnashing your teeth.


    At dusk, the two snuggled together and walked out of the Qingming temple. The snow in the surrounding area turned into a large area and could not see the sky.


    The cold wind in the evening left bones, and the ice on the river was harder and smoother.


    I didn''t walk three hundred steps. Suddenly I moved. My hair stood up and my hole shrunk violently.


    A figure suddenly appeared on the ice about fifty steps ahead.


    This is the back, this is the white back.


    No one could clearly see the man in front of him unless his long hair followed slightly in the wind.


    I didn''t find this man either. I just saw a sword.


    In fact, I didn''t see the long sword, but saw a flash at the tip of the sword, and then saw the long sword.


    See the long sword, and then see a man, a snow white, just a figure. The long sword is in the man''s right hand, and the tip of the sword points to the ice.


    "The sword that locks the throat, balang?


    The voice is very empty, without the slightest emotion, but it is very penetrating.


    The voice was low, almost unheard of, but I heard it clearly.


    Good!


    "How can you eat without a sword?


    "To lock your throat is to kill, kill in thousands of ways. Why do you have a sword?


    "You don''t have a sword. Don''t you feel sad that I killed you?


    If you kill me, how do I know I''m holding the team? If I know I''m sorry,


    How can you kill me?


    "That makes sense!


    Sex - a white light breaks the sky.


    In the eyes of the white man''s last three words, I found that the white man''s left shoulder sank, and I would know that the big thing was bad.


    The enemy I act first and strike first


    As soon as I raised my left arm, a white light shot away.


    The bull''s ear knife, like a rotating dart, makes a harsh sound and hits the tip of the sword in the open air.


    My ox ear knife fell off, my right suddenly hit, and Xia Yun was beaten away.


    Show a sound, 530 Xia Yun''s long sword around his waist has been pulled out by me.


    At the foot of these nine links, the shape of the body has turned into an illusion. Shaking the right wrist, Xia Yun''s sword has become nothingness and the light of the sword: a sword points to the sun!


    Ding, seven times in a row.


    Every time I call, I step back.


    However, I didn''t go back directly, but went back to the right from an arc. The footprints on the snow happened to be the pattern of the Big Dipper.


    How can you stop my two swords?


    Since you can block your two swords, you can naturally block more of your swords.


    Xiao Yao, who are you?


    It''s my master!


    Is the boy dead? "The white man still ignored me, but there was a trace of emotion in his voice.


    The boy is dead. "I have an impulse in my heart.


    Since you are Xiao Yao''s apprentice, how can you die?


    Apprentice first, then die.


    Burned?


    What fire will burn him?


    If he didn''t burn, how could he die?


    "Poisoned" the white man was obviously a little surprised, and then he was relieved: "it''s OK to die, but it''s a legacy!


    What''s left? "I don''t know.


    When I die, I die. "The white man''s sword stabbed into the scabbard:" it''s a pity that you are still alive. This is also the swordsmanship of free children.


    "What does this have to do with my life? If you die, why do you regret it? I''m not pathetic, I''m not pathetic, I''m a sword that sympathizes with you.".


    "Everyone knows swordsmanship. What''s left?


    "Everyone knows swordsmanship, but not everyone has his own identity. Xiaoyaozi''s identity is destined to be your swordsmanship, which is a legacy.


    "The identity of the child? What kind of identity can little Yao Zi have?


    "Isn''t that enough to be a traitor to the river?" the white man seemed to have some sense: "I was introduced to this organization, and I was his guarantor." he defected from the organization, and I will recover, including fencing. I took a breath, because he suddenly remembered his last words: "don''t you have dust


    "Yes, I have no dust." finally, the white man turned and said, "I have worked hard for ten years, but the first news I got is that I have become a traitor, so my first task is to kill Yoko.


    The boy is not a traitor, but you are a copycat. "When I think of Li''s words, I feel sad and indignant:" your secret river killing group has betrayed Wu Lin''s basic morality. Regardless of its evil and evil weapons, it is the largest copycat and the copycat of the whole martial arts“


    Is Wushu moral? "Dustless''s son shook his head:" Wulin is Wulin, killing is line. When is morality?


    Your madness does not mean that the whole martial arts has been morally destroyed. "I suddenly raised the door:" the boy has his own moral attachment. I am the boy''s successor and accepted all his inheritance. "If you want to kill, come on!"


    Looking at the distant sky, the dust-free son remembered a long time ago: "the boy can stab six sword heads with a sword, but I can only stab four sword heads." I can only take four sword heads, so I couldn''t Bisse.


    I nodded, "I already know.


    The dust-free son was as motionless as a carving, and his voice did not fluctuate at all: "you can only break three swords, half as bad as the free sword.


    I still nodded, (Wang Qian''s) "you''re right!


    Dustless sword handle: "because you can only stab three sword heads, I can defeat you, but I can''t kill you.


    I smiled and said, "I still can''t hit you, but my body is faster than you and can run away at any time, so you can''t kill me.


    The man without dust shook his head: "I can''t kill you, not because your body is fast, but because your internal forces are too strange. They are much stronger than free children


    I can have one more sword than you, but because the first three swords are moved by your inner strength, the fourth sword won''t kill you.


    I threw a backhand, and the long sword became a light and shadow. Imitation Fu had long eyes and went straight into his right back for more than 20 steps out of Xia Yun''s waist


    Since you can''t kill me, I have to go


    The mood at that time was a calm and dust-free son. Imitation Fu suddenly remembered something. After looking at Xia Yun, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "if you continue to my sister in the future, I still want to kill you!


    I remember that Xia Yun had no skin sound behind him for a long time, and the people who were brave in politics were brothers and sisters. Fortunately, these two people did not suppress back and forth, otherwise it would be a marijuana frequency today.


    In addition, when did you 947 haunt Xia Yun? Obviously, Xia Yun is using himself as a shield. Although I don''t know what Xia Yun is avoiding, I am indeed a shield.


    Of course, as a man, I don''t have to argue about who and who.


    However, thinking of the identity of the disciple in xiayun No. 9 villa, my mood suddenly became very helpful: "ha, what a joke!" if you can kill me, there is no difference between correcting scriptures and unting them. Since you can''t kill me today, if you don''t know what you''re doing, I''ll kill you


    (dabe) in the south of the Yangtze River, fuqianshan County, Anqing, is on the Tianzhu Mountain, a diving bank. On the Tianzhu Mountain in the northwest of the county, the quiet nuns never know whether it is fire or not.


    Because there is no fragrance, no one knows and slowly disappears in people''s memory.


    Of course, it''s strange that there is no incense in a good place. The strange thing is to think about the nun''s position.


    In the mountains, there is a lonely mountain peak with no light. Only a huge welcoming pine tree in the middle of the mountain is inclined out, and the diameter of the crown is more than nine feet. The quiet nun stands on the platform under the pine tree, with three open rooms and two wooden green tile structures.


    This is a man-made platform, about 100 feet high from the foot of the mountain. There are only steep pin steps less than a foot wide, passing up and down, and the slope is almost vertical. If you don''t have a certain amount of light in your body, you can''t go up.


    Because no one can go up, this quiet nunnery has appeared for 60 years and has become a place without memory. No one says whether there are living people here.