Carefree Path of Dreams

The lights are bright and the armor is smashed.

Shen Bing Mountain Villa is a nearby hegemon. How terrible is it to move?

Fang Yuan really realized the defense of the villa.

Lifting one by one, the whole mountain is reflected as white.

There is no official government in this world. There is a natural armor in the Shenbing Mountain Villa, and it is still the kind of steel forging, which covers the whole body, and allows the three masters to attack the mysterious armor.

Not only A, but also one of them is a singer, with a focus on the Shenbing Building.

In the face of such a lineup, if there is a master who is restrained from the side, even if it is a master of a product, I am afraid to drink hate!

"Humph!"

The gray robe people snorted and looked sullen and uncertain. It seemed to be killing Fang Yuan, and immediately took off and took the choice.

"Nangong is hopeless... although I don't know why you have a martial art, but your end is already destined to be a scabbard!"

Looking at the more recent masters and the figure of the priest, the gray robes floated and then withdrew, and a glimpse of the sound was passed into the ear.

"Scabbard? Is it a knife?"

Fang Yuan is not a stupid white sweet, a little gray robes, and some understand what.

At this time, the gray robes are like a piece of autumn leaves, and the singer is swaying, and the singer is swaying away before the encirclement is closed.

"Young Master! The old slave is late, and the sin will die!"

The figure flashed, and Fobo had already arrived in front of Fang Yuan. His body was full of air and he was also a master of the second product.

Even if the South Palace of the Shenbing Villa is asking for the sky, there are only two products.

The second product recruits two products, which is inherently incredible.

"How is this going?"

Fang Yuan’s face was a stunned color: “I’m still in the yard just now, suddenly I came up with a gray geek, I’m here, and I’ve said a lot of weird words, the scabbard is What do you mean?"

"This person is ill-conceived, saying that 80% is fake, don't care about him!"

Fu Bo shook his head categorically: "It is the young master who is the heart of the owner. Once something happens, even if it is just a broken skin, the old slave is hard to blame!"

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a cold.

Such a despicable second-hand master is completely iron-hearted as a dog.

If Nangong asks innocence to be an ordinary product, why can he tame this person?

"I don't want to... I have to go back and have a rest!"

However, at this time, he still plays the image of a scorpion, cold and sweat, and the shock is undecided.

"This is natural!"

Fu Bo immediately retired the sergeant and personally sent Fang Yuan back to the small courtyard. It seems that he had to make up his mind to keep it all night.

"Somewhat strange... When such a big thing happened, Nangong asked that the day did not show up, was it troublesome?"

Fang Yuan closed the door and thought strangely.

......

Just in the Shenbing Villa, there was a huge movement.

Inside the cave.

The blood in the blood pool did not know when it was replenished and returned to the previous water level.

In the middle of a black knife, it is greedily swallowing it all.

Nangong asked Tian to reach for the neck of a master. There was no fluctuation in the calm face. The blood was cut directly and the blood was sprinkled into the pool.

Next to it, a small corpse mountain has been piled up, and each one is a warrior who is not eye-catching.

"Magic Warrior! Magic Soldier!"

Just in the Nangong, I asked the sky to be expressionless. When I mentioned the last old man, the old man struggled and spit out from his mouth: "Nangong asked the sky... You actually used the human blood to support the magic soldiers. The whole martial arts knew the way, not Will let you go!"

"Noisy!"

The last wailing of this kind of ants can not make Nangong ask the sky to have a slight hesitation.

His nails are slender, just a stroke, the neck of the old man suddenly broke open, blood and turbulence, making the color of the pool more vivid and bright.

"According to the ancient books, this magic soldier must devour nine times of blood in the blood pool, which is considered a great achievement..."

However, at the same time as the joyful progress, Nangong asked Tiantian some doubts: "It took a dozen years before, but the progress was too embarrassing. How has it been leaps and bounds since a month ago? But it doesn't matter, hurry up... those forces have already Noticed me, the thing tonight is proof."

"Soon... very soon... I can reach my wish, isn't it, Shane?"

He looked ahead and looked in love with love.

It is a pity that there is nothing in the void in front.

In the boiling blood pool, in the rich redness, it seems to be mixed with a trace of purple, flashing, and absorbed by the giant knife, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to find out.

......

"Damn... a warrior in a district, dare to assert my life and death!"

Within the courtyard, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, and his body began to be biased towards tyranny: "If my source can use a part, even if it is only one percent, I can crush him like an ant!"

"But the arrival of this person is a bad omen. I am afraid that the day of the big showdown is coming..."

Fang Yuan looked at his property bar, and the black runes at the end of the specialization also reached the final stage.

As if it were still the last one, it can be completely complete.

The vague hunch also makes Fang Yuan know that if he completes this step, the benefits will be beyond his imagination.

......

The sixth day.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

The Shenbing Mountain Villa has a lot of lights, and the giant door is full of water.

Today is the 50th birthday of the Nangong Palace of the Shenbing Mountain Villa. The nearby sectarian martial arts, but all the people with heads and faces are invited, carrying a special ceremony, no one dares not to give this emperor face.

Fang Yuan and his four brothers, at this time are wearing robes, welcoming guests in front of the door, one by one smiling face muscle stiffness.

"Wanli Shenquan Wan Laozi is here!"

"Songhemen’s head, Songhe is a real person!"

"The Ranger Song Zhili, a special pair of golden peaches, I wish the Zhuang master adults such as the East China Sea, Shoubi Nanshan!"

......

Accompanied by the voice of Fu Bo Gao, a martial arts master entered the Shenbing Villa and sat down on their seats.

The most central table, it is the Nangong Qiaotian personal reception, are well-known players in several nearby counties, the powerful military of the three products.

"You..."

Nangong asked Tian at this time wearing a robes embroidered with more than a hundred golden 'shou' characters. The children stood next to each other and stood up in red light: "I don't give up, I will celebrate my life. Nangong asks Heaven to thank him, drink first. Three cups, no respect!"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

People in the rivers and lakes here have started to drink glasses: "I will wait for a drink!"

After three rounds of drinking, Nangong asked the day to continue: "Exactly, taking advantage of today's celebrations, there is one more thing to announce... I want to wash my hands in the golden basin and deliver the Shenbing Villa to the dog!"

This statement is full of silence.

Nangong show looked cold and smiled on his face, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground.

Nangong Qing is biting his teeth.

Nangong Fu is a bit strange, his face looks like sorrow and joy, it is difficult to tell clearly.

Compared with the three sisters, the guests in the venue immediately talked after a brief silence.

Nangong hopelessly is the only son of Nangong, but who does not know that this is the first day of the day, not learning nothing, like luxury.

Of course, the most critical thing is the body of a hundred leaks, one ordinary person.

Can such a person be able to control the huge family business of Shen Bingshan?

Fang Yuan is also very surprised.

This Nangong asked the day to not take the usual path. He had never discussed it with him before, and even the slightest tone was not revealed.

"Zhuang, do you want to wash your hands in the golden basin?"

The same person’s Songhe real person and Wan’s father looked at each other with a glance: “This can be negligent.”

The rules of the rivers and lakes, once the golden pot washing ceremony is completed, no matter what kind of grievances have been made before, they must be put down in one fell swoop. From then on, no matter how many rivers and lakes are asked, outsiders are not allowed to seek revenge. Once they violate the rules, they will be ruined by the whole rivers and lakes. .

At this time, under the testimony of so many people, the gold basin washes hands, that is, the iron plate nails, and there is no more retreat.

"This is natural!"

Nangong asked Tian to clap his hands, and Fu Bo stood up with a golden pot. It was obviously ready.

"Slow!"

Just in full view, when Nangong asked Tian to reach into the basin, an untimely voice suddenly sounded, fiercely high and hateful.

"Nan Gong asked the sky, you have done so much, you want to wash your hands in the golden basin, have you asked us these right ways?"

A young knight suddenly stood up and his eyes were red. "I got the news that the owner of the Shenbing Villa had a magic soldier, a secret cellar, and a human blood. Is this true or false? You dare to take us to see it!" ”

"What? Magic soldiers?"

Songhe really jumped up and knew the power of this kind of blade.

"Not only that, he likes to sacrifice with the martial arts, children's flying guns, Fei Erji, black and white ghosts... these mysteriously disappearing warriors are all poisoned by him!"

Another swordsman stood up and shook out a long list, and immediately the sword was unsheathed: "Today, I will wait for the heavens!"

"What? My child's flying gun boy crown is really your poisonous hand?"

"A good Nangong asks the sky, and my brother's life comes!"

"Nan Gong asked the sky, do not kill you today, swear not to be human!"

......

Several warriors stood up and their eyes were red.

The martial arts was originally small, and anyone was intimately involved. At this time, Nangong asked the day to live, and the masters of several nearby counties were wiped out. And they often had such connections, and they were organized.

'Ok? ’

Fang Yuan looked at this scene, but suddenly remembered the gray robes last night.

Undoubtedly, only the other side can have such strength and temperament, and find evidence to persuade the people of the major sects to make a sudden rise in the birthday banquet of Nangong.

For a time, the birthday banquet of the original smile, suddenly became a sinister killing!

A lot of evidence was revealed one by one, and finally pointed to the Shenbing Villa, the most dark side of the place was completely exposed to the sun.