The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 196

A little laugh over the winter.

She doesn't like these people, not at all. Even in Jingyang's old days, even the elder martial brother who taught him since childhood dared to stab him in the back and do it if he didn't do it. Even if his companions and friends died in front of him, he didn't change his face.

She looked at the eastern sky and thought to herself, you obviously don't want to go in. Why do you have to come here and show deep pity for women?

Then she looked at the southern sky and thought that the person who most wanted to break the inheritance of Shenmo peak was only you. Why come here pretending to be worried about the whereabouts of Jingjiu?

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Nine hundred miles south of Baicheng, it is Juye city.

The general forum of Fengdao sect is here. It is many times more prosperous than Baicheng. There are sheep vendors and drug dealers everywhere in the street. Yo, there are endless cheers.

In such a prosperous city, there are naturally hot pot shops.

A short and thin old man and a beautiful young man are eating hot pot.

two-flavor hot pot.

The red soup has been boiling for a long time, and the white soup is still very quiet. It looks like the fog in the depths of the snow field.

With long chopsticks, the young man rinsed his belly in red soup. His eyes were bright and looked very happy.

The short and thin old man is the third generation ancestor of Xuanyin sect.

At this time, where was he in the mood to eat hot pot? He looked at the young man with strange eyes and said, "is it so delicious?"

The young man ignored him. His right hand holding chopsticks was extremely stable, rising and falling from time to time, and then picked it up and sent it directly to his lips. It seemed that he didn't feel hot at all.

"It doesn't matter if the leader of Zhongzhou sect and Yuan ride a whale. One is a great horse and the other is connected to the sky. I also came to this step in those years."

The short and thin old man narrowed his eyes, looked at the far north and said, "why can this Dao Qi make me retreat?"

The young man picked up a piece of fat intestines from the red soup and threw it into his mouth. He chewed and said vaguely: "when you hide underground, he's afraid he hasn't been born yet."

The short and thin old man said, "I naturally know that he is the sword saint in the world."

The young man took up the earth bowl, drank sour plum soup and sighed with satisfaction.

"He is a Buddha killed and raised from the wind and snow all over the sky. He has a congenital conflict with the way you hold."

The short and thin old man shook his head, pointed to the north and said, "what happened in the snow country is that I am a little frightened."

The young man put down the bowl, picked up the hot towel on the table, wiped his face and said casually, "it's no big deal, but the one is going to have a baby."

The short and thin old man was shocked at the speech and said, "Snow Queen? This is a non-human existence. How can he have children? "

The young man looked at him and said, "I'm so confused. Who says only people can have children? Didn't you see that the imperial concubine in the palace was pregnant? "

The short and thin old man took a long time to dispel his shock. He looked at him and asked, "how did you know about it?"

The young man smiled and said, "I study heaven and man... Well, live longer and know more things."

The short and thin old man said angrily, "I live a long time."

The young man said, "it's not living, it's boiling to hide under the ground and never see the sun all year round."

"Well, you have a point."

The short and thin old man looked at the young man and said with admiration, "even such existence can be counted into his own Bureau. You are really powerful."

The young man smiled and said, "it just happens. There's nothing powerful."

The short and thin old man turned and asked, "do you just want that well to die? Even if he is the descendant of your younger martial brother, why should he make you so vigilant? Or... What else did he come from? "

The young man knew that the ancestor of the evil sect had said so much nonsense, just wanted to ask this question, smiled and didn't explain.

The short and thin old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "still say, even if Jingyang is dead, you are still afraid of him?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of him because I can't see through him. I never know what he wants or likes, except for the rise of Tao. "

The young man picked up some green vegetables and prepared to put them into the red soup. After thinking about it, he put them into the white soup that had not yet begun to boil. He continued: "when he was young, I asked him many times what color he liked and what skill he liked, but there was never an answer."

Many years ago, when Shangde Feng first ate hot pot, it was mandarin duck pot.

He and the two villains ate red soup, Jingyang ate white soup, and later became clear water.

No Zi tasteless, no desire, no desire, no interest, but there is no weakness.

To say who he is most vigilant in this world, it is not the two evildoers, nor anyone else, but Jingyang.

The young man thought that if he didn't die, he would really be a little worried.

At the same time, he also wants to confirm whether Jing Jiu is Jingyang.

He was very sure about this, but now there are a lot of doubts because of something.

You should see. Well nine is Aquarius and Yin three is Scorpio.)