The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chu night Ningdao: "If it is the real Gouhang Palace, how can it only drive the dead, but not to drive people? Although this man's mana is not bad, but it is certainly not the same as the beginning of God."

This is quite reasonable, but there is still doubt in the ink burning: "When the Master respected this... this dead fox, did you know that the person was impersonating?"

Chu night Ning shook his head: "No."

"Then how do you see it..."

Chu nightning: "You can still remember when this hook appeared, he asked me what?"

The ink burned a little thought and said: "It seems to be asking about your weapon?"

"Not bad." Chu said, "I haven’t converged in my body, and I can detect it with a little bit of perception. But as the owner of the army, he did not immediately react. I have two weapons of Jinchengchi, and when I only have One. I was suspicious at the time, but I was so worried about the sword that I couldn’t say more, but I just left everything in my mind, so I didn’t have his way."

"But..." The ink ignited. "If he didn't hang up the palace, how could he forge the martial arts?"

"First, the hook-and-mortar sword is just a rumor. No one really knows why the bottom of the lake will sink a lot of weapons, so Shenwu may not be created by the hook. Second, this person just took the weapons of the arsenal of the gods to choose from, who I don't know if those things are his or not. Moreover, I have carefully seen the two knives of Xue Meng and Shi Shi – all false.

The ink burned the news: "Western goods?"

"Ok."

"..." The ink burned for a while before I thought of myself, "What the hell...?"

Chu said: "It’s true to see a ghost. But his purpose is not just to give you weapons."

"What do he want to do?" said the ink, and looked at the fox corpse lying on the stone bed in disgust. "First of all, it took us a lot of trouble to shut us into the secret room and got something like this." Disgusting people. What?

Chu night Ning Road: "Figure you."

"what?"

"Well, you only said that you are half right. That hook, the person who has spent a lot of time is not us, he ultimately wants you."

"He shows me what to do?" The ink burned and laughed. "I am just an idiot."

Chu night Ningdao: "I have never seen an idiot that can be spiritually repaired within a year."

The ink burned to be said, but it seemed to be aware of something and suddenly slammed it.

- Chu nightning, is this to praise him?

This cognition made his heartbeat speed up, widened his voice, stared at Chu Ningning, and after a while, he slowly blinked his eyes, and he always had a stubborn cheeky face, and he was slightly red.

Chu Xiu Ning was not looking at him, but he was sulking: "In addition, Tian Qiao and He Gui, it seems that there is a little connection with the willow tree in the court. I once read it in ancient books. When I went to the palace, I went to the palace. I have brought three sections of willow branches from Tianting. But the ancient books have lost a lot of power. I have been ignorant of what Chen’s three-section Shenliu has done.

He paused and continued: "But if the rumors are true, at the moment, perhaps the day, the hell, the old tree in the court, that is the three sections of the willow branch. The two sections became Shenwu, and a section of the Jincheng Lake became a bottom. Check out the powerful guards of Chen Huoku."

Ink burning said: "What does this have to do with me?"

Chu Xiaoning shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, it is you who wake up."

The ink sighed and sighed: "I will say, really, hell!"

"I guess what he ultimately asked for is related to the willow in the court. But as far as I know it, I can only speculate on this step. More, I can't think of it for the time being."

Although most of these are the speculations of Chu Xiaoning, but the ink burns that Chu is rather so smart, he thinks that it is always eight or nine.

While thinking about this, I am rushing in the secret waters of the secret waters. Through the ramps of the seven turns and eight bends, and after a long walk, they finally came to the exit. They were not prepared for the round-trip inspections, and they fled and fled.

The hole in the underground darkroom was set in the yard where the giant willows were planted. When it came out, the sight in front of it made the ink burned and suddenly surprised.

I saw four coffins parked in front of the giant willows, one of which was empty. In the other three coffins, they were lying in the middle of the night, the teacher, and the Xuemeng.

The ink burns out of color: "What is going on?!"

Chu night Ningdao: "This is the corpse corpse, you see the edge of the raft, there is a vine climbing, and the other is connected with the giant willow. The only thing you need is the fake hook. After he puts the medicine on us, let the monk take you. Take the secret room, and put the three of us in this coffin. Through the corpse, he can transfer the life of the people in the scorpion to the giant willow. Just like bloodsucking."

Seeing the smudged face, ugly, Chu said: "You are relieved, and the teacher and Xue Meng are not injured. At that time, I was in a coma, waiting for the three guards who were watching the shackles. The three people you saw at this time are actually those. The body of the demon."

He said that it was simple and simple, but the ink burned but could not help but squint the lashes and sneak a look at each other.

How deep is the monk in Jinchengchi? The so-called "waiting for the opportunity to remove the shackles" of Chu’s late night would have to smother the three in a single blow.

How good is this person’s skill...

For too many years, I haven’t played well with Chu’s late night, so that when I heard this sentence, I was a little embarrassed in the moment. It seemed to flash past the wind and the snow in the past, the shocking figure, the face Side, such as Chen Xing.

When Chu Jingning saw him ecstatic, he asked, "What happened?"

The smoldering suddenly woke up and said, "Nothing."

"..."

"Just wondering how the Master respected the monks into such a thing."

Chu night Ning sneerly said: "The area is blind, the fake hook Chen Shanggong will, will I not? Leave the fake body here, save the muddy discovery. The so-called "path to the other side."

Ink burning: "..."

The danger is here, the two are inconvenient to stay for a long time, and immediately leave after a short break. However, when they ran to the place agreed with Xue Meng, they saw that there was no one left.

The ink-burning face brush is white: "What about the teacher?!"

The look of Chu Xiaoning is also a micro-motion. He does not answer, but picks up the ring finger and floats a golden light on his fingertips. Before Shang Xuyingfeng, he once had a Begonia flower in the three apprentices, which was used for tracking.

After a while, Chu Xiaoning whispered and sighed, and received the light: "Hu is here also has a change, probably to hide from the monks who went back and forth. The two people have escaped from this mansion and went to the market. Go, look at the past."

Both of them were very good at hand, and they quickly escaped all the **** who patrolled. They flew out of the towering walls and rushed to the market where they passed through the palace.

Underwater, there should be no day and night fainting, but Jincheng Lake is different from other places, and it can sense the rising and falling of the moon. At this time, the long night has been broken, and the rising sun is rising.

The ink burned to see the Jinchengchi morning market has started, the bustling city is crowded with people, can not help but a little relieved. It seems that the teacher is innocent, otherwise it will not be so peaceful.

The feeling of Chu’s late night did not know why it was not particularly good, but he did not speak and pulled the ink over without saying a word.

"Master?"

"come."

"what's wrong?"

"Don't go far." Chu Xiaoning's voice seems to reveal some self-blame, even though he is as cold as the old, "Xue Meng and the teacher have lost, I am afraid that I will not be careful, you also..."

The ink burned to see that Chu Ning’s face was pale, and he seemed to be worried about himself. He was first stunned, and then he did not know what to think. His heart was actually a faint move. He opened his eyes to comfort him: "I will not lose, let’s go, Master, we are fast. Go find someone."

He said, while walking forward, while leaning against his arms, he casually took Chu's hand.

"..." Chu Xiaoning's fingertips seemed to be in his palm, shaking a little.

However, it was too fast and too slight. I was ignorant of the teacher in the burning heart, and I did not scrutinize it. It was my own illusion.

"The fish is bloody, the fish is just out of the cage."

"The snake's snake, the top clothes, the last three feet, and the seller will wait for the slave to lick the skin next time."

"Selling the squid scorpion, this young master's ink that he just spit this morning, it's better to take a picture of it with a scorpion - oh, don't leave the little lady."

The screams in the market are endless, and the strange sights are even more dazzling.

The ink burned and smiled and took Chu’s two steps. Suddenly, I suddenly understood that something was wrong. The footsteps suddenly stopped, and the eyes widened in an instant. The blood was cold in an instant.

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong here!

He looked around, and sure enough...

A headless ghost sat in front of the stall selling comb powder, a pair of long red nails with a long nail holding a corner comb, resting his **** head on his knees, combing his hair while gently saying: "The finest Bone comb, take a go with the guest."

If so!

If so! In this downtown city, everyone's movements, everyone's words, and everyone's demeanor are exactly the same as yesterday when Chen Shanggong took them.

The ink burned back two steps, hitting the night of Ning Huai Li, he immediately looked up, dumb voice: "Master, this is?"

Chu Xiaoning seems to have thought of this festival for a long time, but when he confirmed it, his heart still sinks to the bottom of the valley, and he catches up with the ink.

"How could this be? - What is this? Mirage?"

Chu night Ning shook his head, but thought for a moment, suddenly slowly said: "Ink burned, you thought about it, Jin Chengchi is a lot of different animals, there are some of them, have seen the real hook Chen Shanggong. Then, for this pretend Why are they not recognizing?"

There is no blood on the face, and some are awkward: "It is true..."

Chu night Ning said: "I will ask you again, if you pretend to be Chen Shanggong, crouching in Jinchengchi, how do you let others say what you want to say, do what you want to do, only to be from, for you acting?"

The ink burned suddenly and understood.

Jane chess game!

Black and white fell, the world is back. No one knows more about the power of this ban. He almost blurted out, but when he saw the eyes of Chu Yuning, he immediately stopped his words.

How can you easily think of the three bans when you are sixteen?

Then the ink ignited: "This is very difficult."

"No." Chu Yuning said, "This is very simple."

He paused, and then said: "As long as they are dead people."