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After leaving the academy team, Liu Shisan was wearing stars and moonlight, and rushed to the wasteland with one sword. He was a little anxious, but the young children in the world were full of energy in their blue shirts and swords, which made him look very vividly on his body.

The so-called traveling from afar to a hundred rivers and seas is a happy wind.

Liu Shisan thinks that we should be like this...

Travel three hundred miles west.

Passing by the mountains, rivers, Liu Shisan stood up on his horse. Under the moonlight, he saw a young man dressed in a slightly shabby Confucian costume, looking like a poor man who was studying abroad.

I saw the scholar bathing in the bright moonlight, wearing a vast sky wind, standing at the source of the mountain stream, folding his hands together. The stream in front of his feet was gurgling, and a butter lamp gradually drifted away.

The picture touches the soul.

Liu Shisan on the horse's back couldn't help but think of a word, so he couldn't help but murmur: "The source of the river tonight will only light up my butter lamp, and only shine on my sweetheart."

Liu Shisan did not deliberately lower his voice, just like a surging thoughts that could not be stopped in his heart.

In the quiet mountains and fields, cicadas and insects can be heard, and Liu Shisan's words are no exception.

A poor scholar looked up and then looked at him with a little surprise.

Liu Shisan greeted with fists.

The two met and smiled, and they were strangers.

The roads in the rivers and lakes are said to be narrow or not, and they are said to be wide or not. Perhaps he has another day of reunion towards the mountains and rivers, but it is probably like this when he is in the world.

Yangguan Road, single-plank bridge.

When we meet, we will forget each other.

...

An Hongdou held the small bean sprouts sucking the white thumb in the cradle, and stood on the ice lake at the entrance of the Yishitian Tiantian of the Wangqing River, stunned for a long time. She was surprised to find that a lotus grew in the ice lake, with only one petal.

Flowers and leaves are lotus that are not afraid of wind, snow and cold weather.

The red-robed Luo Bingwang, who was undefeated on the battlefield in the past, was rarely angry, so he hugged the little bean sprouts that were shortly after the full moon, carried the snow and took the bamboo raft out of the river of forgotten love.

Following the guidance of the lantern hanging high beside the secluded path of the purple bamboo forest, An Hongdou appeared in the bamboo house courtyard.

Xue Ji pointed to the closed bamboo door from a distance, looked at the magnificent figure reflected in the lights in the house, and took off his red robe, the mother of Fengxueyin City, who had obviously become more gentle and charming for ten years, shouted without hesitation: "Luo Changfeng, I'll give it to me."

Get out!"

The door opens.

The first person to come out was Dean Li Xingyun.

Then there is the desolation of a one-armed and a hundred-year-old body.

The two of them looked at each other knowingly and endured their smiles. When they passed by An Hongdou, they pretended that their ears and eyes were empty and their six senses were pure. They calmly walked out of the bamboo garden, revealing the glory of dying from the disaster.

The color will cause the fish to run away if they run away.

It seems that I have studied the eight-character mantras of surviving the world on a lot of daily life.

The beautiful wife is angry and the wind is thrusting!

...

An Hongdou's cheeks were blushing.

The beautiful eyes contained a little shame and anger. They stared at the annoying guy who had been coming out behind the door after much clamoring, and wanted to speak but stopped.

He looked back with guilt, looked around, and made sure that there was no wall behind the purple bamboo forest. Then he asked, "I will explain clearly, what's wrong with the Buddha's word "Lotus"?"

Luo Changfeng reached out and held Xue Ji, and gently pressed his sword: "Don't scare the child."

An Hongdou snorted coldly.

Luo Changfeng bent down and leaned towards An Hongdou's arms, funny little bean sprouts that looked like thousands of galaxies in his eyes: "On the third day of the third month, the scholar and Li Luo went with me. The academy headed by Yingtian was the first

The Taoist master and the deacon will also withdraw 70% from the teaching staff. The rest of the people and others will stay in the academy and follow the call of the senior Tiandao to send the sect."

"Fengxue Yincheng has been in charge for ten years. Although he has entered the realm of transformation, he is not as good as the ten-day saint's cultivation level. So to be fair, Senior Tiandao is more suitable for the lotus flower with Buddha's name than me."

An Hongdou obviously could not accept this explanation and said anxiously: "Don't you know that the emperor has no tears and tigers and wolves? In the name of attacking foreign races, he actually took advantage of the power of the world's rule. By then, the Thirteen Royal City Formation will be launched, and all the heroes in the world will be trapped in it.

, Another person who follows me will prosper and rebellion against me will perish. How can the ending be rewritten by the senior Tiandao and the Buddha's name Lotus?"

Luo Changfeng smiled slightly and carefully supported An Hongdou to the bamboo house: "Indeed, it is said that two fists cannot beat four hands. Even if the senior Tiandao is determined to kill the thief, he will not be able to turn the world back. Therefore, he just discussed with the scholar Le Luo and decided to let Jiang Man

That guy Lou just found a reason to get away with it and didn't go."

An Hongdou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Jiang Manlou?"

Luo Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "The cultivation level is a little weaker."

An Hongdou glanced at Luo Changfeng, thinking that it was more than just weak.

Luo Changfeng curled his smile and showed no seriousness. He turned to him and said, "But he is the only one who has to entrust his wife and children to deal with his life afterwards."

An Hongdou stopped and stared at Luo Changfeng who was teasing himself with a cold expression.

Realizing that he was wrong, Luo Changfeng advised softly: "Just make a joke, don't take it seriously."

An Hongdou was silent for a moment.

In the past few days, she had always been inexplicably restless and stared at the other person's eyes and said word by word: "Listen Luo Changfeng, if the group in Zhongzhou has no return date, I will go to find you."

An Hongdou stretched out his slender hand and touched Luo Changfeng's cheek: "Although I can't learn from scholars for ten years, I still

I will look for you. No matter what, no matter what, even if you have ten or a hundred years, as long as An Hongdou has not touched your face, your eyebrows, and your eyes with his own hands, it will not be a result even if you stand in front of me."

"You can say that I am overbearing, selfish and unreasonable, it doesn't matter. I am different from my master. I take off my red robe and take off my crown. Don't mention the people of heaven and earth to me."

"Because you are the only one who is my world."

Due to true love, An Hongdou said, and tears fell.

In the cradle in his arms, Xiao Douyao also started to cry.

It is hard to say the reason. Because she is very young, she can't tell the difference between joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and sorrow. But when she sees the person who cares for her and conveys warmth, her tears will burst if she can't hold back.

Perhaps this is the connection between mother and daughter.

Luo Changfeng acted gentlely and gently wiped his cheeks for An Hongdou and said, "The famous commander of the Xiliu Army, Luo Bing, now he looks like a beautiful lady in the small family."

Luo Changfeng hugged the jade man into his arms: "Let's relax. Even if the Emperor Alliance is a dragon, a tiger's den, it may not have the strength to compete with half of the world. What's more, please go into the trap. The one here is the jade."

Luo Changfeng remembered a night when the rain stopped.

He was reading at night by the window in the library, and unexpectedly saw the falling flowers in the rain curtain outside the window.

It turned out that Su Xiaofan was visiting.

It is said that the Ming king had a word and wanted to fight against foreign countries, so he should first settle the country.

Luo Changfeng held his wife and daughter, calmed his mind, raised his head and looked out the window at the night sky.

The moonlight in the sky.

...

The sun rises to the east and sets from the west. When the warm spring sunshine turns into the red and bloody sunset hanging on the tip of the purple bamboo forest, Luo Changfeng, Li Xingyun, Li Luo and Tiandao come another one.

Hundreds of thousands of fires'.

Eager to cut more than a thousand words.

The students of the academy who were traveling west were at Zuolong Pass and met the children of the Duan family led by Liang Duan Dao and Zhu Yanxue. They almost had a conflict with the 800 sects under the Jinlan School of Jiudong Chu and the nobles of the princes and nobles.

The reason is naturally the grievances of the previous generation.

Liu Shisan looked down on the group of protagonists who were arrogant and culprits in destroying the academy.

After saying a few words, the bamboo knife lit up.

With hundreds of pairs, no fear. Later, Nangong Jiu led the students of the academy to arrive, and the small conflict with each other turned into a confrontation between nearly a thousand people.

Thanks to the only husband Zhu Da was silenced to calm the anger between the two sides and prevented the internal strife.

So the young man made an agreement on the spot, and after arriving in Longmen Town, he would use his military achievements to determine the winner and lose.