Thank you ex-girlfriend for not marrying

Chapter 102 The Power of Chinese Textbooks

"Don't rely on your father being a devil, I dare not touch you. I have dreamed of Mo Qingwu for many years. Good things are incapable of protecting, and they will be robbed by others sooner or later. Everyone is innocent and guilty.

Since you are also a man here, you can make it clear if you have something to say, why don't we fight a game, and whoever wins will be the beauty. "

Zizhu Daojun, playing with the Zizhu flute in his hand, with fluttering long hair, looks so chic.

Li Deming frowned.

"I won't fight, and she is my wife. I won't take her as a bet. Either you let go of this idea, or you will kill me today."

The rival in love is extremely jealous when they meet, let alone a man who wants to steal his wife, but Li Deming is still very calm.

"Hahaha! Don't think that I dare not, no matter how strong your father is, the time limit is not over now? And these years, big waves have pushed forward waves.

Those old things, things have been going on for too long, but some people don't want to mention them, do you really think your father is invincible? "

"I said, who wants to rob my wife, unless I die."

What happened back then was too long ago, and it was just a legend. After so many years of silence, many people didn't take it seriously at all. The old man who was present at that time died of Zuo Hua's Zuo Hua.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll kill you! But don't worry, I will take care of your wife."

"It's useless to talk too much, you self-righteous people, I'll let you have a taste of what nine-year compulsory education is!"

The Chinese textbook in Li Mingde's hand suddenly flipped open, and the cover of the textbook appeared.

A little boy, riding a big buffalo, actually walked out from the cover, looked around, with red lips and white teeth, wearing a small apron, showing two front teeth with a smile.

The stick in his hand was lightly tapped in the air, and an invisible force spread out like water ripples.

At this moment, the 32 great masters were at the peak, all of them had dignified expressions, and suddenly showed panic, and each of them displayed their abilities.

Falling off three autumn leaves can bloom February flowers.

Thousand-foot waves across the river, leaning into the bamboo ten thousand poles.

Holding the textbook, Li Deming stood on the clouds and began to chant as if he was teaching all living beings.

With the movement of the poems, the rivers and seas under the feet are filled with huge waves, rushing straight into the sky, the sea water is reversed, and the purple bamboo forests on the island are flying up.

Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian.

The fish play with the lotus leaf east, the fish play with the lotus leaf west,
The fish play with the lotus leaf in the south, and the fish play with the lotus leaf in the north.

A pair of yin and yang fish jumped out of the sea and wandered among the clouds.

The jasper makeup is one tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Sunflowers in the green garden, waiting for the sun to show up.

Yangchun Budeze, all things shine.

It is often feared that the autumn festival is approaching and Huang Huahua is declining.

When all the rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?

Young idler, an old beggar.

Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.

The sky is vast, the wild is vast,
The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

The young and the young left home and returned to their hometown.

The children met each other, and smiled and asked where the guests came from.

A sense of vicissitudes permeates the sky. In the air, there is a power of decay. Anyone who smells, touches, or touches it will visibly age with the naked eye. Even if you use your cultivation to resist, it will consume your cultivation.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lone city Wanrenshan.

Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass.

In the daytime, the Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to go to the next level, go to the next level.

A huge and astonishing force, like the power of the sky, is irresistible by manpower.

The entire Foxian Island has been turned upside down, and the breath is disordered, as if the end of the world is approaching.

At noon on the day of hoeing, sweat dripping down the soil, who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard work.

In the last line of the poem, there is an old man carrying a hoe, which is bad. One hoe dug half of the mountain, and the island of Foxian Island below was submerged in sea water, and it was still being dug by hoe after hoe. To dig three feet.

The following is a catastrophe. Although there is a big array to protect the mountain, it is useless. The things from these Chinese textbooks seem to ignore the existence of laws.

Dare to ask which mining technology is strong?

"Fuck...! Are you not an ordinary person? You have become a saint, how can you fight, my God! I give up, I give up, I give up!"

Zizhu Daojun, who didn't carry a single poem by himself, was disheartened, completely lost his handsome appearance just now, and quickly surrendered.

How to fight this?This person is like a god, and what he says is like a miracle.

"I want to report to the Cultivation Alliance. Such a person doesn't ascend to the ascension, but stays in the world. It's too bullying!"

"Okay, if that's the case, don't try to get my wife out of your way in the future, otherwise I will come to give you nine-year compulsory education classes, and I'll go back to class first."

After talking about Li Mingde's disappearance, all the surrounding scenes also disappeared, but the island was flooded by sea water. Although the sea water receded, it was no longer in shape, and the whole island was already in tatters, like a field plowed by oxen... just need to sprinkle some seeds. up...

At school, Li Mingde just dozed off at his desk, then woke up suddenly, continued to hold the Chinese textbook, and returned to the classroom as before.

The entire alliance of self-cultivation has become a mess. Some immortal monsters have never seen the light of day, and they all come out one after another. It is rumored in the world that the Chinese saint is alive.

But the news was blocked, and no one knew who it was, only that there was a sage in China, who caused a sensation in the whole world for a while.

Saints are similar to earth immortals in the cultivation world, belonging to the level of immortals.

Thousands of years later, yet another saint appeared.

Not only the people of Huaxia were a sensation, but also the other great dynasties.

Although Huaxia was happy, the faces of the other great dynasties were a little ugly.

Each dynasty has its own ambitions and wants to dominate the world.

Then for Huaxia's plan, we have to re-evaluate...

In no man's land, the real Mo Daozi came to an old man.

The old man frowned, upset by Mo Daozi who suddenly broke in these few days.

This guy came to fight with him, and he was a fighting madman. When he first came, he was hanged and beaten by him.

After running away for his life, Mo Daozi, who was almost healed from his injuries, ran back again and continued to beat him. This was repeated day after day, until he was beaten to death and then ran away.

Although the old man was able to defeat Mo Daozi and wanted to kill him thoroughly, he was always as slippery as a loach.

And this guy is getting stronger and stronger every time he comes back.

Therefore, he also discovered Mo Daozi. It seems that he has never used any elixir for cultivation, and he does not need the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all.

"" King Yu, I didn't come here today to fight with you. It's meaningless to fight with you. You can't hurt me anymore. I want you to open the door. I want to enter the mausoleum of gods and demons. I will fight with them. "

Mo Daozi, with his hands on his trouser waist, hadn't finished speaking when his expression suddenly changed.

"Huh...? Nima! I have calculated everything, but I didn't expect to be tricked by you kid. You really cheated me! You even took the blame for the whole world..."

Mo Daozi suddenly had black lines appear on his face.

At that time, my wife got a heavenly book, which is said to be the creation of words
Cangjie
A heavenly book that was left behind was hunted down by the whole rivers and lakes.

On the day of his wife's death, Mo Daozi hadn't even seen Mao, the shadow of the book of heaven. Instead, he was hunted down by the whole world and had to fight.

But he didn't expect that the Tianshu was in the hands of his son, and he was really a big scapegoat.

Moreover, my son had kept it a secret from him for so many years, if he hadn't made a move today, he would have been kept in the dark.

　Brothers, please recommend tickets.

　　


(End of this chapter)