MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 147 Two girls

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The first floor lobby of the Tianmendao Pavilion is 100 meters long.

Most of the Luoyang people in the afternoon have been idle, so the Taoist hall at this time is full of people.

Everyone was sitting cross-legged and quietly sitting on the futon. The hall of the pavilion was specially treated. The leaf was shortly arranged for a soundproof array, so the streets were noisy. It does not affect the entry of people in the hall.

In the four corners of the hall, each one has a scent of incense, which is to help everyone practice more smoothly. In the forefront of the hall, a young boy with a long white coat has a word in his mouth. The content is a breath of breath, but if you listen carefully, you will find that this mouth is a little different from the law of the current Zongmen. The difference. It does not seem to pay attention to the contrary to the sky, the achievement of the road, but to teach everyone to adapt to the world, to sense the natural law of the world.

Everyone listened very seriously and was very fascinated. Some people seem to have entered the state of being settled. Of course, many people are just getting started and still exploring the stage. Some people themselves are practicing their families. If they are not mistaken, they should be Jianghu Wufu.

But it doesn't matter. As long as you enter the Tianmendao Pavilion, everyone is all white-haired, and the cultivation is also the original method of leaf deficiency.

The original method was originally formulated for everyone, and the request was for inclusiveness.

Therefore, I am not afraid of someone stealing school. Even if some of the practitioners come to ask for advice, they can do the same. However, the lack of this method of leaf can accommodate the talents and body of most people, but it cannot be integrated with the exercises of other sects. If you want to cultivate, you can only start from scratch.

Step into the Tianmendao Pavilion.

Oncoming is a faint smell of incense, elegant and quiet, looking around, Linghai slightly shocked. The practice of leaf lacking teaching, taken from the book of heaven, is a simplified version of the Tianshu practice, and naturally has some telepathy with him. Hundreds of strands of strong or light spiritual power, swaying toward the leaves, and then around the leaves of the body, do not want to disperse.

Tianyuan Jinyu swallowed these spiritual powers and quickly spit out a more pure spiritual power, where to come, where to go.

The people in the hall, originally set, instantly felt that the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth suddenly became thicker, and some of them did not settle in, and they did not realize the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth, and they suddenly began to realize their ignorance...

Standing in the center of the white boy, originally carrying a meditation in the mouth, feeling the strange changes between the field, turned around, the whole person was on the spot.

One person stood at the door.

One person stands in the inner court.

Less than 50 meters apart.

The leaves lacked a faint smile, and the white teenagers in the distance rushed straight out. In the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of the leaves, and the corner of their mouths showed a smile that was considered to be very sunny, but it was ugly than crying. Raise your hand, want to hug, and don't seem to know where to start, the last punch is in the chest of the leaf.

The leaf lacked a punch, but did not respond at all, just laughing at the white boy.

Then there is another punch.

"Long time no see." Ye lacked softly.

"Long time no see." The white boy, that is, Qian Shuxiao, stunned for a long time before returning to the road, there seems to be some slight crying in the voice, not a sweet love, a long-awaited cry, is pure emotional catharsis.

With a full tea effort, neither of them spoke.

"I thought that you can't come back anymore. It is said that the entire Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum has been flooded by Luoshui. The practitioners who went there have never saved one. Most of them have been killed. I didn't believe it at first. After waiting for many days, there was no news, and no one sent out to investigate was returned!" Qian Shuxiao took a deep breath and finished.

After stopping, Qian Shuxiao continued, "As far as I know, the artifact river was finally obtained by the river cloud of Lushan, and he took away the fifteen disciples of the demon king."

When I heard this, Ye missed a piece. "How do you know these?"

Qian Shuxiao looked around, and everyone in the field had already entered the state of being settled. The remaining few people were also the official disciples who had been trained from the very beginning in Tianmen Dao, and they were trustworthy. "The message is from the ruling division. I got a close relationship with my prince, and the ruling person at the helm of the ruling division was a prince. The deputy division of the ruling division finally came alive, so we have some of the most authentic information."

"Right Division?" Ye missed his eyes.

"Don't say this, as long as you come back, you come back, we are the complete Tianmen, no one is qualified to sit on that seat except you," Qian Shuxiao said earnestly.

The sound of the hall is not big, but it is not too small, and the second floor is audible.

Almost at the same time that Qian Shuxiao finished this sentence, the money paintings ran down from the second floor.

Even if she was separated by a floor, she could hear it, and the leaf was missing. Drop your own rifle directly and rush down.

After a period of time, the hair of the money painting seems to be longer, and the eyebrows are also a bit more British. It should be the result of long-term cultivation. The money book painted down the building and ran straight toward the leaf. It seemed that he didn't even think about it. Zhang opened his hand and hugged it.

suddenly.

The money book painted the whole person's body and moved to the side for a moment.

This hug did not hold.

Because between two people, I do not know when, there is a black umbrella, the sharp edge of the umbrella is sharp, directly in front of the chest of the leaf missing, if the money painting just really embraced, 80% of the blood will splash on the spot.

At this time, Qian Shuxiao's two brothers and sisters saw that after the lack of leaves, they even followed a girl, and the appearance and body did not need to be said, absolutely the level of the country. The key is temperament, which is a kind of nobleness overlooking all beings. Qian Shuxiao has seen the princess, but even the princess's gas field seems to be slightly inferior.

Naturally, it is slightly inferior. You must know that red beans are dragons.

And it is a rare little dragon girl in the South.

His Royal Highness.

The average person is naturally inferior.

"he can."

"But you can't hold him!"

The red bean held his own **** umbrella. He first ordered a little money and laughed. Then he pointed to the money and painting, and said coldly, listening to the meaning of this, as if the leaf was missing her private belongings.

The domineering words are very incomparable, and the action is also hot and spicy.

Qian Shuxiao looked at the leaf and looked at the red bean. The expression suddenly changed to some playfulness. On the other hand, the money was drawn, and the whole person was blown up and reached out. "Who is she?"

"Who are you?" They didn't wait for the leaves to talk, and the red beans answered them directly.

"She is……"

Ye Xiaogang just wanted to talk, and the red bean directly pushed him to the side. "No one is talking, staying."

"Do you dare to beat him?" The face of the money book changed, and he raised his fist and went straight to the red bean.

"Jokes, I play every day, he has no opinion, you are old!" Red beans glanced at the fists of money painting and calligraphy, even the real yuan are too lazy to move.

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