Nightfall

There are many serfs living at the bottom of the sky pit in the extremely west wilderness. They serve the monks in the Hanging Temple and maintain the existence of that society. In Haotian ’s eyes, the humans living on the ground are actually serfs, all similar The existence of ants repeats the boring life with no effort. []

It was only for tens of thousands of years that there were always so many mavericks in the ant colony. For various reasons or no reason, they decided to temporarily look away from the rot leaf mud and look towards the blue sky.

Seeing the blue sky, the lives of those ants will change greatly. Some ants yearn for seeing, some ants are angry because of the distance of the sky, some ants are frightened because of seeing, so they tremble and submit to the soil, grateful for receiving the gift of the sky.

But no matter what kind of ending, those ants are no longer ordinary ants. In a sense, they have left the category of ants because they can fly.

Confucius and Ke Haoran are undoubtedly the two most incredible flying ants in countless years. Ning Que said that the subject is a flying ant, not to laugh at each other, but to express his respect,

"In fact, I have never wanted to understand something. You are already extraordinary, and your vision is not in the world. Why don't you put your vision on the blue sky again?"

Ning Que looked at the other side of the Long Street and asked for advice.

"The ideas of Daomen and the Academy have never been able to communicate with each other, and I and the Confucius have different views. Any beginning must have an end, and any cycle must have an end. This is the real cycle."

The sound of watching the Lord came from the wind and snow.

"It's like this Chang'an City where Confucius stays in the world. He is self-defeating in heaven, and no matter how powerful it is, it's just a pool of stagnant water. [Ye * zi] [Yu * you] is like the character you wrote now. There is no way back. So there is no harmony. There is no choice, so how can I stop me? "

Ning Que looked at Feng Xuezhong and said: "Without choice, is it not freedom?"

The viewer said: "No choice is not no choice."

The breath collided with the formation. There are countless extremely thin and sharp lines on Suzaku Boulevard, and the puffs of bubbles bursting from time to time on the street, and the broken snow breaks.

The voice of the watcher was almost a bit in the snow.

"Even if there is a blessing in a shocking array. It is impossible for you to be as small as you are. It is impossible for you to keep the city. According to your temperament, you should have escaped as early as the other day. As a result, you are still on the street, which surprised me a bit."

"The teacher left this city to me, so I had to stay in this city. And if I understood earlier, maybe the first two days had already restored the shock array as before."

Ning Que said: "And it is a pity that she has stayed in Changan City for too long in the past few years, and I am too lazy. I let her do everything, but she walked too many places and left There is too much breath. From this perspective, the current danger of Chang'an City is the responsibility of our couple. "

"You are right, if it was before. I may have escaped Chang'an long ago, but since it is her and me's responsibility, and she is now dead, then I have to stay and carry, because she is my wife, this The account must always be recognized. "

The viewer knew who he was talking about and said, "Even if you know you can't keep it?"

"Because you know it, you have to keep it. If you can't keep it, you still have to keep it."

Ning Que said: "This is my guard. [WWw.YZUU 点 m]"

After saying this, he looked at the increasingly clear figure in the wind and snow, his hands clasped the knife handle, his left knee slightly curved, his body tense like a bow, and he waved the knife down.

He understands that what the subject says is correct.

He hasn't found the word, he can't mobilize the shock array perfectly.

The only rune he used to know was the two characters, which represented cutting and absolute stubbornness, but that also represented parallel opposition, and it was difficult to connect with the world around him.

Last night he realized the character X, and the two parallel and opposite lines intersected and began to communicate, so he could borrow the power of heaven and earth in the array of shock, and had the power of one of the five realms, but the four corners of the two lines fell into the sky. , But it is gradually moving away, unable to reply, can only gradually overflow.

But he still wanted to give it a try, because he didn't believe that someone really could fight this thousand-year-old city.

Two knives went through the wind and snow, and the roar grew stronger.

Watching the Lord's expression of tranquility, he brushed his face again, Tsing Yi fluttered, and his breath rushed to the sky.

The perfect combination of immeasurable and perishable, let him integrate this war into another scale.

Ning Que's squirting pestle in his hand is hot like a molten rock in a volcano.

He looked at the flickering figure of the Lord on the long street, and the thoughts in his body kept coming out.

The lake is boiling, the blue bricks are trembling, and the spirit of the whole world in Chang'an City seems to have been summoned by Ning Que on the Suzaku Boulevard, surging toward the Lord.

The sky above the Chang'an City suddenly cleared up, and the snow clouds that had been winding from last night to the present day disappeared without a trace in a very short time, revealing a clear blue sky.

The pressure of a city bombarded the viewer's body.

At almost the same time, countless mines fell from the sky dome and bombarded the city.

The figure of the lord is uneasy in the wind and thunder.

Haotian's anger and human power collide with each other through the subject and Ning Que's body.

There was no falling snow, but there was the sound of falling snow, Blizzard.

When there is no wind, there is howling and gusty wind.

The entire Chang'an City was shrouded in a violent collision of heaven and earth, and the walls of countless buildings were cracked. Apart from the horrible wind and snow, no other sounds could be heard.

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The wind and snow gradually stopped, and the clouds scattered to Shino came back, and the sun on the Chang'an City was a bit bleak.

Suzaku Avenue is quiet and silent.

The distance between them is no more than ten miles, only ten feet.

Ning Que can clearly see the subject's face.

He saw the scar on the watcher's face, the broken eyebrow and the broken finger.

The Lord came to him.

The small round stones on the street moved steadily, avoiding to both sides.

Ning Que coughed his head down and looked very painful, with blood on his lips.

Then Huo Ran looked up, watching the audience, punching out without warning.

His eyes were so calm at this time, so he was cruel.

It's like a young male tiger staring at its prey on the grassland.

He stood on the spot and threw a fist, his fist came to more than ten feet, and came to the front door of the audience.

Since the practice of Haoran Qi, his physical strength has become more and more terrible, and his strength has become more and more terrible, so he never worried about melee, he has been waiting for the audience to come to him.

Fists of magnificent power are like tiger claws protruding from the night.

Sharp and deadly.

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Lord Guan raised his palm and held Ning Que's fist ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ning Que's current fist could crush a small building, but hitting the palm of the Lord was like hitting the depths The big quagmire seemed to have fallen into a sea.

Even Yu Lian's fist could not threaten the audience, not to mention Ning Que.

Guanzhu smiled.

Ning Que's left-handed pestle suddenly shined.

The vitality of Chang'an City poured into his body through the array of eye pestles and burst out of his fists!

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(I will go to the Hangzhou annual meeting tomorrow. I will not ask for leave. There will be some. I will discuss it with you. I will just scold me these days. I will try to be blind. I will probably not scold after a few days. Please do n’t involve the family and the deputies, thank you.),