I have nothing but luck

The two are lying on the top of the mountain hugging each other to watch the sunrise, and the black hole underneath has not yet completely dissipated. It is really a strange picture.

I also want to thank this group of demon cultivators for pulling Xie Rongjiao back from the flirtatious, flirty and flirtatious people: "Master, where shall we go next?"

Mo Luo is dead, and the biggest crisis in Kyushu has been eliminated, but it does not mean that Kyushu can celebrate peace and dance everywhere.

Obviously, Jiang Jingxing is not as concerned about the country and the people as he is.

He hugged Xie Rongjiao and refused to let go, his chin lightly rubbed Xie Rongjiao's messy hair: "Everyone has their own destiny and blessing."

Xie Rongjiao agreed with what he said.

Jiang Jingxing continued calmly: "My fate and blessings are you, since everyone has their own, don't worry about them, let me stay with my blessings for a while longer."

Xie Rongjiao was defeated by his gangster logic.

But without any scruples, the feeling of being able to rest assured and embrace Jiang Jingxing on the top of the mountain is so wonderful that Xie Rongjiao agrees with Jiang Jingxing's words.

From now on, there will be no soul lamp that always jumps out from time to time to brush up the sense of existence, sparks, and weighs heavily on people's hearts.

From now on, Kyushu may be riddled with holes and wounds, but it will eventually return to peace and tranquility, just like spring is approaching after the cold winter, and the surging undercurrent silently returns to the sea.

He and Jiang Jingxing can safely hold hands, hug and kiss under this piece of heaven and earth.

Thinking about it makes people dance with joy, enough to suddenly turn over like a carp when they are seriously ill, and they can't sleep for three days and three nights.

Xie Rongjiao laughed softly.

His heart is like the moment when spring returns to the earth, countless clumps of fragrant and delicious flowers bloom, full of vitality, facing the sun.

Of course I'm in a good mood.

But it was clear that there were other important things to do.

Xie Rongjiao pushed Jiang Jingxing away, and pointed down at the army of demon cultivators who were hesitant but dutiful and never left the snow-capped mountains because of the fall of the most powerful person they believed in. "There are still many demon cultivators waiting at the foot of the mountain."

He then pointed to the east: "There are more people waiting for us in the North or South."

If you don't go, it might be really cold.

There should always be a sense of morality in talking about love.

For example, when you are in full swing, don't forget to grab your friend, so as not to let his beating heart be frozen by the cold wind in the ice and snow, and it will be completely cold.

Jiang Jingxing understood this principle well.

He was afraid that if Xie Rongjiao's friend really had an accident because of his procrastination, then he should be the one who will be cold next, the kind of coldness that gods can't save Zhenjiang Mountain.

So he let go of his hand with a good attitude, helped Xie Rongjiao to stand up together, and asked with a good attitude: "A Ci, do you think it is better for you or me to do the magic repair below? Where are we going?"

Where to go Xie Rongjiao will soon have the answer.

Fengling City has Zhu Yan, and Fengling City's terrain is not a dangerous pass, and the other is rich accumulation, with Fengling City's large array and ever-burning lanterns, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is as solid as gold, and it is expected that nothing will go wrong.

There is Xie Huan in the southern barbarians, and Xie Ronghua in the northern border, so there is no need for him to worry about these two places.

Then only Haojing, the imperial city of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the most prosperous place in the world, was left to bear the brunt.

Besides, on the way to Haojing, maybe you can also visit Jiang Changlan who is in Xiguan.

"Go to Haojing." Reflected by the morning sun, the light in Xie Rongjiao's eyes was burning brightly in the originally calm autumn water, and he was eager to try: "It's better to see who goes out the fastest , killed the most?"

It is like a phoenix bird standing side by side with the one it loves after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and can't wait to show the lover how beautiful its feathers are.

Of course Jiang Jingxing agreed to him.

And he quickly thought about how to release water without a trace to make his little ancestor happy, and made his bright moon smile.

Immediately he saw Xie Rongjiao rushing into the group of demon cultivators with a sword flowing eastward, the blood splashed when the sword fell and pooled together, it was very similar to giving up this dangerous idea when the river flowed eastward.

In other words, if Xie Rongjiao finds out, even if he shows off his colored clothes to entertain his relatives, it won't work.

Zhenjiangshan taught him to be a man.

The paralyzed people on the Nanman stone steps expanded from two people, Lu Binwei and Princess Ruyang, to three people, gratifying to add one more Xie Huan into the ranks.

The difference is that Princess Ruyang and Xie Huan were paralyzed when they were paralyzed, and Lu Binwei was paralyzed while drawing talisman formations. His epic professionalism moved people to tears.

It seemed that he was the real king of the Nanman here, or at least the real coach of the Nanman here, the kind who took half of the income of the Nanman treasury as salary.

That side is worthy of his desperation and desperation.

Even Xie Huan looked down on the past, and persuaded Lu Binwei: "Youyou, listen to my advice, the current situation in the Nanman King City has been resolved, and the situation is not as critical as before. If there is a stalemate for a while, the most important thing is to recuperate, don't be so desperate. "

It can be seen how desperate Lu Binwei is.

Princess Ruyang has no objection.

The Nanman was able to solve the immediate predicament. The team of Fengling city elite practitioners that Xie Huan brought to help certainly contributed a lot, but the most important thing was Lu Binwei's exquisite and superb array talisman technique.

Princess Ruyang is not a person who does not repay her kindness.

Naturally, she hoped that Lu Binwei would stick to it, don't waste money, and at least go to southern Xinjiang to get rid of the difficulties, when she can free up her hands to tidy up the treasury, and give Lu Binwei all the valuables in it as a reward.

It's a pity that Lu Binwei didn't appreciate it very much.

He used his hand to write, and Xuxu finished the last stroke in the air with concentration, and then he had some spare energy to respond to Xie Huan: "Thank you, the city master for your kind persuasion, but if you really want to solve the crisis in the Nanman king's city, you need to counterattack and let Moxiu know the pain and fear." , Fang Ken has some scruples, otherwise it will just be easy, wave after wave."

Princess Ruyang didn't know how many times she looked at him in horror in the past two days, and how many times she suspected that Lu Binwei had burned his head.

Against the background of such a disparity in strength between the two armies, Lu Binwei was able to rely on his ability to deduce, and asked the defenders to take refuge again and again to seek good luck. Raise the defenders to counterattack?

Even if he can figure out the secret.

Even if his talisman technique is exquisite.

Can the sky reach this point?

How many years of computing power and lifespan does Lu Binwei have to overdraw?

A very ridiculous idea popped into Princess Ruyang's mind.

Could it be that Lu Binwei is the royal family of the Southern Man?

Otherwise, how could he explain that he cared more about the trapping of the Nanman King City than he, the real Queen of the Nanman?

"What to do and what not to do." Luckily, Lu Binwei dispelled Princess Ruyang's terrible conjecture, stopped her from continuing to think about it, and made up a non-existent Nanman royal family secret.

Lu Binwei smiled wryly: "I promised the first day of junior high school that if she goes to the front line, she doesn't have to worry about other things behind her, just go and fight with peace of mind."

Nanman can't help being behind Xie Ronghua's worries.

The promise I made with bold words back then, I did it to death, and I had to finish it while crying and kneeling.

Xie Huan patted Lu Binwei's shoulder with emotion.

He was full of appreciation for the embarrassed young man in front of him.

Just for this, you are better than that shameless old cow who eats tender grass, and you are so obsessed with your face that you are even willing to give him something as precious as a long light, and you have left Fengling yourself Don't worry about the mess in the city, the one surnamed Jiang is much better.

With Jiang Jingxing's messy modified adjectives as a contrast, Lu Binwei's image is not only brilliant, but also cute and cute.

Perhaps God was also moved by Lu Binwei's sincerity.

In the silence, all the troops surrounded the palace outside the city wall, and there was the sound of horseshoes.

The red dress of the woman on the scarlet horse is like fire. Although it has already soaked through a large amount of blood stains and turned dark red, and the cloak on her shoulders is also irregular, but there is a brilliance and beauty, and all imperfections are there. The one and only red rose in the heart of beauty.

The Guiyuan knife in Xie Ronghua's hand was still bleeding.

She really fought her way in under the siege all the way, and forcibly lowered her level in Moxiu's eyes from a peerless beauty to a level of Shura who was too hot to look at.

Xie Ronghua killed the national teacher and pacified the army of demon cultivators in the northern border without delay. She rode her wind chasing horse that could travel [-] miles a day, and galloped to the southern and northern extremes of the Nanman king city. Under the army, one man and one horse rushed into the center of the royal city.

Lu Binwei can spare no effort for the one sentence he promised.

Of course, Xie Ronghua can also say for himself, "Wait for me to bring a peace knife to find you back." Mercedes-Benz 10,000 miles, [-]+ troops come in and out.

"Lu Youyou, I came here with a Taiping knife to find a place for you." Xie Ronghua shook the Taiping knife in his hand, and gently raised his chin towards the city gate, "Tell me, is there anyone who holds grudges in particular? I Let me get you back from him first?"

Lu Binwei raised his forehead: "There are hundreds of thousands of people, even if I have to take revenge, how can I remember who there are one or two people who hold grudges? You didn't bring the Yuan army with you on the first day of the new year?"

Xie Ronghua raised his eyebrows on the horseback: "They are not as fast as my horses, with me here, how can I use them?"

She alone is enough to fight against thousands of troops.

The meaning of pride and self-confidence under the words can't be separated from the words word by word.

The two smiled at each other.

Looking at the two of them, and thinking of Xie Rongjiao and Jiang Jingxing who had visited the Nanman Palace some time ago, Princess Ruyang couldn't help but look at Xie Huan with sympathy.

In fact, Xie Huan didn't really know what evil he had committed, and it was not pleasing to the gods to offend him.

If you let him know that Xie Rongjiao's unfilial son proposed to go to Haojing to have a look, he didn't care about Xie Huan's own safety at all, he might not be as filial and considerate as Xie Ronghua, I don't know if he would feel better.

No matter how mysterious and unpredictable Qian Baizhu is, he is a Mahayana after all.

Facing the successive attacks of hundreds of thousands of troops, even though there is a person in Qianbailou who is blocking hundreds of people to protect him, there will still be a moment when his spiritual power is exhausted.

Fortunately, when Lord Qianbai's spiritual power was exhausted, a long sword helped him stop the attack of the same level of powerhouse.

The next moment, if the remaining tens of thousands of demon cultivators encountered such a terrible flood and earthquake, they all took a step back.

Outside Zhenxi City, the city is full of Haoran swords.

A river flows eastward.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?Jiang Changlan was thinking desperately and confusedly, why do I still have to watch the two of them hand out dog food at this point?

Maybe he came to Zhenxi City back then because he could escape the shadow of the two of them!