A golden fragrance pillar burns, and the fireworks gather into a painting, recalling the glorious years of the past.

Like a rock cast in the mirror lake, the picture is ups and downs.

Anle was a little curious in her heart. This golden years of energy drawn from the white girl from the girl can see what past and what kind of Taoist fruits can it bring out.

The girl who stood quietly behind him under the spring rain in the mountains, followed him through the 300 steps of the green mountains under the spring rain in the mountains, Ye Wenxi... It is rumored that she is also the owner of the Little Shengling and the competitor of Anle.

Therefore, only when Ao Lei becomes curious.

It is reasonable to pull the wool of competitors and strengthen yourself.

...

...

The evening clouds are misty, and the plain snow like white feathers are flying from the sky.

Carrying cold and wrapping with coldness.

It falls into the vast earth, absorbs blood, turns into blood red, more dazzling than the bright moon and more dazzling than the storm of the sun.

"Wenxi, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

"Where are the soldiers? The edges are the edges, and the people are the ones? Filling the ravines, sighing that the country is still the same, and thousands of villages are deserted. As a child of the Ye family, I should take crossing the river as my lifelong wish, cross the Canglang River, gallop on the homeland, and regain our Middle Land."

"Wenxi knows!"

"Go, kill, fight, become stronger. When you become strong enough, I will climb the Holy Mountain to ask for a small holy order. You will ask the Holy Master if my Ye family's sword and gun can restore the Central Plains."

"good!"

...

The calm conversation, with a bit of surging blood, smashed the snow in the sky.

A man covered in armor, holding a spear, standing still with a slanted grip, lowering his eyes to the young girl, like a tiger, watching the first battle of the young tiger.

The girl Ye Wenxi, her childishness, was still not dissipating. She dragged a long blue sword with her eyes firmly. She stepped on the ground with a red white snow and her small body shouted loudly, dragging the sword and trotting all the way, and killing her forward.

Lonely and petite.

In charge.

It was a small army of twenty or thirty practitioners. The qi and blood were intertwined like a curtain, walking, with fierce eyes and murderous intent, as if it was about to sweep the evening clouds in the sky, and the aura of golden swords and iron horses was suffocating.

The girl experienced the initial fear, her qi and blood surged under the membrane, and her mind vented from the Niwan Palace.

The sword in his hand burst out with millions of swords. The head of the practitioner flew up, and a head flew up, and blood splashed on the snow, melting the coldness.

The other practitioners rushed over and drown the girl Ye Wenxi.

Fighting, fighting, and constantly becoming stronger.

The girl Ye Wenxi seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, her eyes became increasingly ruthless, and only killing was left in her eyes.

She must keep becoming stronger, strong enough to inherit the will of the Ye family, carry the gun and sword of the Ye family, and let the Ye family's war horses travel through the former homeland of the Central Plains!

The man covered in armor watched quietly. The gun in his hand was lit out at the right time. The enemy strong man who wanted to intervene was directly penetrated out of thin air. He screamed and angrily, and blood stained with flying snow and yellow sand.

One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour.

The girl Ye Wenxi was panting, standing in the snow with a sword on her back.

Twenty-seven corpses fell down all over his body.

He looked back and looked at the man in armor, smiling among the corpses.

...

At this point, the picture disperses, the past years cannot be left behind, and time will never be restored.

Anle can see the glory of the girl in time with her time, and her mind is shocked.

The pictures in this ray of time are different from the pictures Anle observed before.

Leaving without any injuries, leaving without any joy, and having more tragic and responsibility.

Through the picture, when you are in the killing scene, you can feel the girl's stubbornness and the expectation of the man in the armor.

Anle slowly opened his eyes. The night was dark and the chilly cold. The spring frost that rose in the middle of the night seemed to condense the morning dew among his clothes.

My mood was unable to calm down for a long time. When I saw Ye Wenxi drew his sword to kill someone, it seemed that he was there, and the impact on his mind was quite severe.

But what surprised Anle even more was that Ye Wenxi's soft girl had twenty-seven lives in just two quarters of an hour.

This contrast made Anle feel more and more vigilantly Ye Wenxi's strength and proud talent.

Mrs. Hua said that Ye Wenxi was a true genius of the Ye family generation, and she was indeed called it. Her mind was absolutely comparable to that of Tofu Dao Xinluo Qingchen.

This woman will be his next opponent on the Little Holy List...

The spring cold comes late at night, and I feel a little stressed.

【Get the fruit of the years: selflessness】

[Note: Forget about self-forget (Daoguo): In wartime, forget about self-forget about life and death, only one battle, tactics, techniques, and fighting spirit can be greatly improved, and combat power can be greatly increased]

A wisp of golden years of energy condenses the Taoist fruit and forgets one.

It is somewhat similar to the Tao Fruit [Fearless Heart], and both are Tao Fruits that cannot bless the energy of time, but the effect is quite effective.

A fearless heart can make Anle fearless, face pressure, face difficulties and obstacles, be fearless, overcome all obstacles and move forward, and even get feedback from the fruit.

The [selflessness] Taoist fruit is used for fighting and fighting, inspiring selflessness during wartime, and greatly improving combat power.

In a very wonderful state, I recall the scene of Ye Wenxi charging alone, fighting and killing twenty-seven enemy troops.

It is considered an unexpected harvest. Such a Taoist fruit cannot be used on weekdays, but it may have miraculous effects.

The night was dark, and it was already early morning without realizing it, and the sky turned white.

Anle never chose to practice anymore, so he got up and entered the house, took books, lit the lights, and started reading.

Another condition for meeting a saint is that you need to be ranked first in the imperial examination!

Therefore, the spring exam is about to be around, and I must read every day.

...

...

Qin Prime Minister’s Mansion.

The Jiuqu long corridor is filled with wine and water. Although the night is deep, there are still people sitting upright in the pavilion and pavilion.

Qin Qianqiu, the youngest young master of Qin, sat upright in the pavilion. The one placed in front of him was not tea, but the fine wine "Penglaichun" that was hard to buy for a thousand gold coins in Lin'an Mansion. It is a wine made of the spiritual fruit of heaven and earth. It can absorb spiritual energy from the body and strengthen its cultivation.

Opposite Qin Qianqiu, Luo Qingchen sat quietly, a glass of full wine, never drinking a drop.

The atmosphere in the pavilion was a bit stiff.

It was because Qin Qianqiu was constantly drinking and had a cold attitude and never said much.

Originally, he had great expectations for Luo Qingchen entering the Sixth Mountain to become the guardian, but when this expectation was broken, the rest were boredom and disappointment.

Luo Qingchen could naturally feel this atmosphere, and he didn't say much, and he was not qualified to explain anything.

"Mr. Luo, that happiness... comes from Chongzhou, and has only been enlightened for a few days, but his ability to suppress his husband, climb the sixth mountain, receive the little holy order, and even let his husband's heart be covered with dust."

"Sir, there are talented people in the world. Your former glory is no longer there now. Frost hits yellow flowers and shows depressedness."

Qin Qianqiu sighed, "I remember the time when Mr. Qingzhou came from the past, as dazzling as gold that washed away dust. One man and one sword, he won both battles in Lin'an. How proud he was."

"This happiness is much like the gentleman I used to be."

"But he has a better future than you, sir. He received the Little Holy Order. His paintings were even circulated in the Wenyuan Court and praised them. He opened the Mozhu School alone."

"It's a pity that such talents don't get into my hub, it's a pity."

Qin Qianqiu seemed to be sad and drank a glass of wine suddenly.

Luo Qingchen turned his head and looked at the prosperous and prosperous Qin Prime Minister's Water Pavilion, and his face became much calmer.

Even if Qin Qianqiu had many blows in his words, he was still calm. Perhaps he had suffered too many blows and got used to it.

"Qingchen is ashamed of Qin's years of cultivation and resources."

Luo Qingchen finally raised his cup, drank it, and said softly.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes fell on Luo Qingchen, and his pupils seemed to reflect the moonlight, which seemed a bit cold: "Mr. Luo, this new guest of the little holy list is deeply involved with the Lin Mansion, and the Qin Mansion and the Lin Mansion will never stop. It is best if they can enter the Qin Mansion, but if they cannot..."

Between the water pavilions, murderous intent suddenly rose up.

Qin Qianqiu didn't care at the beginning, just thinking Anle was an eleven-year-old fool who was enlightened, and then when he made his mark and won the Little Holy Order, he now attaches great importance to it.

This change will only take a few days.

Luo Qingchen drank calmly.

"If you don't have to enter the Qin Mansion, then ask me to kill him." Qin Qianqiu looked at Luo Qingchen and finally became eager again.

Luo Qingchen looked at Qin Qianqiu.
To be continued...