Jian Yang Nine Heavens

() Today, Qianyafeng Sword Dance Square is very lively, the weather is beautiful, the last snow in the deep winter yesterday, under the urging of breath, still shy and reluctant to wave away the last layer of veil.

Originally, if Chu Lang and Chen Lin hadn't become inner disciples or core disciples, they would definitely be indispensable for this task of sweeping snow.

The three of Chu Lang lay on the trunk of an old tree as thick as thighs in the Sword Dance Square, reclining and looking at the outer disciples of the Tianming Sword Sect who were busy in the distance. There will be a grand ceremony of cutting off the dust.

The snow needs to be completely cleared within half an hour. The three of them chose this big tree. One is close to the edge of the Sword Dance Square, and the big tree is tall and straight. The position in front of the Tianming Hall can be seen under the clothing. The most important thing is this position at this time You can also see Chu Lang and Chen Lin secretly peeping at Widow Xin who was taking a bath that day. At this moment, she bent her waist and twisted her plump buttocks. Her charming posture attracted the eyes of three people on the branch.

The figure and figure of Wujian Square can be seen everywhere, there are mature and charming ones, some are petite and exquisite, and even some are pure and cold.

Liu Dao's eyes looked very clear, without any yinyu distracting thoughts. This was purely an appreciation from an artistic point of view. This point was clearly emphasized by Chu Lang to Chen Lin and Xiang Ye who were beside him when he chose this position.

"I'm talking about Xiang Ye, you look decent, so it's a good deal." Chu Lang jokingly looked at Xiang Ye who was sitting on the branch opposite him from the corner of his eyes.

"When you get close to vermilion, you get red, and when you get close to ink, you get black. This eternal truth does not deceive me." Xiang Ye knew that Chu Lang's expression was awkward without looking, and responded with a cold snort.

"Brother Xiang, which one do you like, I'll be your matchmaker in another day, and the fat will not flow to outsiders." Chen Lin's eyes were more obsessed than before, and he fixed his eyes on the figure in a certain corner of the Sword Dance Square, A shadow was busy there too.

"Little Fatty, why don't you go help and let Junior Sister Xue work there alone." Chu Lang kicked Chen Lindao who was sitting above.

"She said that I don't need my help. Besides, I'm a wounded person. Junior Sister Xue is considerate of me as a patient. It's like you beat and kick me every now and then." Chen Lin shrank his hanging legs and waved his hand to slap Chu Lang. ball.

"I think you're being lazy. I think Brother Chen's face looks pretty good. He doesn't look like he was seriously injured. Didn't Senior Zhang give you a lot of panacea last night? I really believe in Senior Zhang's ability." Unexpectedly, Xiang Ye was able to appreciate it vigorously, and was made fun by Chen Lin, and misfortune led the way.

"Would you two be envious? Just find one quickly. I think this widow Xin is pretty good. Brother Xiang, why don't I introduce you." Chen Lin swung Chu Lang with his right hand, and the left hand will have already prepared The snowball hits Xiang Ye.

"I can't do this, but Brother Chu must be able to. Otherwise, why did the pretty girl come to him yesterday, but this guy was still indifferent and insisted on staying and drinking with you and me." Xiang Ye shot it with a wave of his cuff. The snowball shattered, thinking that two young and beautiful girls suddenly came to the yard yesterday, Xiang Ye and Chen Lin couldn't stare straight at that time.

This is also understandable, but not long after the two beauties left, another more powerful one came, and Xiang Ye just flirted with a few words, but was beaten by that girl Mei Yuling with a headache. Why was tortured for a long time by that girl who had no power to fight back.

Afterwards, I found out that Chu Lang had a painful experience. That person was someone that even Chu Lang and Chen Lin didn't dare to offend, and his seniority was extremely high.

"Speaking of this, I haven't figured it out yet, what did that little uncle want from you?" Chen Lin interjected.

"I don't know either. Before I went down the mountain last time, I came here and beat me up for no reason. I haven't figured it out yet." Chu Lang's teeth were sore when he thought of that night, and the depression in his heart has not been vented until now. Take a chance to get back on the field, otherwise you will suffer internal injuries.

"Do you think she's taken a fancy to you, Feilai Yanfu?" Chen Lin touched his chubby head and pondered.

"Flying your big-headed ghost, it's not too bad to fly to bring disasters. With her body, her whole body is as straight as a bamboo pole, and she looks like a woman." The image of Mei Yuling appeared in Chu Lang's mind. Although it is undeniable that she is slender, But it seems a bit too much, what should be concave is not concave, and what should be convex is not convex.

Except for his pretty face, he was on par with Hua Feifeng, only one was lonely and the other was Frost, the two of them were equal, and Mu Yueling was cuter. Thinking of this, Chu Lang couldn't help but smile slightly.

I don't know where the girl Mu Yueling and her cousin Hua Feifeng went, but she hurried over yesterday for a face-to-face meeting and then disappeared. Chu Lang glanced at the huge Sword Dance Square, which is almost as large as a football field. Big, Chu Lang tried his best to look at it. If he was not lucky enough to reach his eyes, he really couldn't see clearly the end of the edge.

Chu Lang glanced at Tianse and said, "It's still half an hour before the suzerain's sixty-severing mortal world ceremony. I don't know if their suzerains and elders have reached a distribution method for competing with the Qilin alliance for cultivation resources?"

"What are you worrying about, you should think about your own lifelong events." Chen Lin said with a chuckle.

Chu Lang glanced at him, saw that his gaze was different, followed his gaze, and saw Mei Yuling walking slowly towards this side alone, Chu Lang suddenly felt a little afraid, this guy couldn't afford to offend himself, If she was upset and wanted to beat someone up again, Chu Lang was ready to run away.

She didn't want to be tortured like Xiang Ye yesterday, but just as Chu Lang was about to get up, Mei Yuling had already come under the tree. Looking at the three people on the tree, Mei Yuling pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Three lazy people, how can you climb so fast?" What are you doing, you think you won’t have to work like this.”

"Chu Lang, Chen Lin, the suzerain needs you for something." Mei Yuling suddenly pointed to Chu Lang and Chen Lin on the tree and said solemnly.

"And this kid." Xiang Ye originally thought he had nothing to do, and was about to gloat, when Mei Yuling suddenly pointed to Xiang Ye on the right side and said softly.

"Looking for me? Why is your suzerain looking for me? I'm not a disciple of your Tianming Sword Sect." Xiang Ye was a little stunned, and pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Of course, I don't care if I go or not. If something goes wrong, I can't be blamed." Mei Yuling left without saying a word, walking away with her hands behind her back.

Leaving a long back, the three young men on the tree almost fell down without being startled.

"Brother Chu, brother Chen, what the hell is this? What is your suzerain looking for from an outsider like me? What's more, it seems that I have never met your suzerain. How does he know that there is someone like me?" Xiang Ye headed Worried, can't figure out what's going on here.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" The two roared in unison.

The three of you walked along the path along the edge of the Sword Dance Square to the backyard of Tianming Hall, where the Suzerain rested and cultivated himself.

There was still a little time before the main hall, and the three of Chu Lang came to the suzerain's courtyard. There was no one inside. Chu Lang looked around to make sure that he had not gone to the wrong place, and said loudly: "Disciple Chu Lang, cooperate with Chen Lin and Xiang Yeqian Come to report, I don’t know what the suzerain has ordered, the disciples and others will definitely complete it with all their strength.”

Chu Lang's voice echoed over the courtyard for a long time, except for the quiet sound of the cold wind blowing, there was no movement at all. Chu Lang looked at Chen Lin and Xiang Ye with some doubts.

"It seems that there is no one?" Chen Lin frowned, his sense of consciousness had already been sent out, and he scanned the situation in the room.

"Could it be that girl's video just now was fooling us." Xiang Ye thought of a possibility, and his image of Mei Yuling was a little gloomy in his heart, and he was already cursing in his heart.

"Why do I feel like I've been fooled, Xiang boy, next time you have to save some money, offend villains and women, the end will be miserable, today I was just fooled by him, if there is another This time, I'm afraid it's not that simple." Sitting on the chair, Chu Lang suddenly felt dizzy for a while, why is this girl so boring, and not paying attention to the image of "little master uncle" will add a label of liar to others.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in." Just as the three of Chu Lang confirmed in their hearts that they had been tricked by Mei Yuling and were about to leave the yard to settle accounts with her, an old voice came from the room.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise and inexplicability in each other's eyes. Chu Lang's heart was filled with huge waves. Just now, he used his spiritual sense to search, but he didn't find anyone. There was the sound of someone talking.

Chu Lang and Chen Lin heard that the voice was not the voice of the suzerain Chen Lin, so their expressions were very strange. Xiang Ye didn't notice it, and waited for the actions of Chu Lang and Chen Lin.

Chu Lang rushed into the room, clasped his fists and said, "Who is the senior in the room? This voice is not the voice of our suzerain?"

"I am his uncle, do you think I will do something to damage the Tianming Sword Sect? Or do you think I will harm the three of you?" The voice in the room was devoid of emotion. Not angry.

Chu Lang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and walked in boldly. Chu Lang entered the room for the second time. The first time he entered was summoned by the Suzerain Chen Ning and Chen Luyun yesterday to learn about the Xumi crystal ball.

Chu Lang opened the door, and saw an old man with white beard and eyebrows sitting cross-legged on a chair in the room. According to his first visual observation, his age should be 80 to [-] years old, but Chu Lang didn’t think he was just that old, otherwise the warrior would kill him. The Ceremony of Breaking the Mortal World seems to have become a joke, an empty talk. Only after experiencing the age of Cutting the Mortal Dust, will martial arts cultivation reach a higher level.