Chapter 2509 In his life, he only looks forward to two children

After that, Zhao Tianzheng had no words, and the strong figure of chivalry was still hanging in the sky, but in the blink of an eye, I saw that Zhao Tianzheng stood on the west of the clouds on the top of the clouds.

armor.

The river is connected, and the world is colorful.

At the end of the east, the bell tower is ancient, and the purple -yang Dao is white hair.

Where the west is gorgeous, the young man is strong, and the robe is clean.

The disciples of Xing Yunzong looked up at Zhao Tianzheng, and his eyes were full of hot worship.

The elder walked to Chu Yue's side, his eyes fell on Zhao Tianzheng, and smiled bitterly and comfortably. "Xiao Chu, that's your brother,"

The old man said what everyone knew, and his old gray eyes were full of tears, and it became more and more red.

"Xiaochu ..."

The old man trembled and asked: "Will he stay and stay with us all the time?"

Chu Yue is silent.

Her magic pupil, she couldn't see Zhao Tianzheng, and could not give an exact answer.

"Actually, it's good to be able to see him again, it's good."

The elder took out the eight -tone treasure box, and the pleasant music sounded.

He held the Bayin Treasure Box in his arms, twisted his sleeve shirt and wiped the edge of the Bayin Treasure Box carefully. He said softly to the elegant rotating wife: "You see, it's Tianyu, our Tianyu is back back.

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In his life, he only looked forward to two children.

One is the biological and flesh of the abdomen of the fetus.

One is Zhao Tianyi, who is half -blooded.

No.

Nothing.

Today, Ye Chuyue is the third.

He hopes that Zhao Tianzheng at this moment is blood and blood, but reason tells him that as early as many years ago, Zhao Tianyi died.

"Elder Elderly." Chu Yue saw the jade worn by the old man's chest, "I haven't seen you wearing this jade before."

"This is the jade pendant of Tianyu. It is said that it is the ancestral legend. After the heavenly leave, the old man left this jade pendant as a thought."

In the past, the wife and lovers who cared about it in the past became the jade pendant he wore, and the eight -tone treasure box.

"Think?" The little devil yawned in the space, overlapped Erlang's legs, and watched the white little feet of the porcelain carved jade porcelain.

The thoughts were too strong, and the Xingyunzong often remembered him up and down.

"Now in front of the world, it is not Zhao Tianyi, but Zhao Tianzheng's thoughts and faith. Even the soul is not considered. As for when you can support it, no one can say."

"However, the body of his faith can still have the strength of the Supreme Master, which is surprising."

In other words, if Zhao Tianzheng disappeared again, the real people died as a lamp.

Chu Yue looked at Zhao Tianzheng.

Looking at the backbone and mountains of Xingyunzong.

His body and soul collapsed many years ago, and only relying on a trace of faith, still guarding the Xingyun Zong.

When the night fell, Zhao Tianzheng's figure was still motionless by the moon's moon, making the Shengzong fear and awe, making the boiling heart of tens of thousands of disciples of Xingyun Zong could not cool down.

Chu Yue was in the Beichen Palace of Baihezhou, holding the magic sword in his hand, and using the "Sky Sword Method" one by one. When he collected the sword, he could see Zhao Tianzheng's eyebrows and the elegant joy. It was also the return of her brother.

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Beibei Palace, lively and extraordinary.

The juvenile swordsmanship is sharp and full of energy, and the figure is stabilized like ink.

Baihezhou Royal Palace, the back of the crane is enchanting, sexy, eyebrows are charming, and the clothes that sketch out their figures are waiting for the emperor's favor.

"The fox Mei Zi, Yan Mu."

The crane posted a delicate nails inlaid with gemstones, and the eyes scolded coldly: "I lost my legs, a tongue, and I was so seductive. It was really disgusting."

The niece knees kneeling her knees, "She is not a slave, she will only work, she is not as good as Highness you, His Royal Highness, but you are the wife of the emperor's Ming media."

"Say it too."

The crane stretched the tight expression.

Outside, the honor of the Emperor Crane Emperor entered the palace mighty.

After the crane's eyes brightened, chasing over with a skirt.

"Master Crane Emperor."

Gifts from the crane.

The smile just raised, and it was solidified at the speed visible to the naked eye.

However, when he saw that the emperor pushed Yan Mu's knees, he appeared in the flower garden of the palace. The ground flowed silently, and the transparent Haoyue Qinghui reflected on the almost pale face behind the crane.

She held her fists, gritted her teeth, her eyes trembled, and she couldn't believe it to the Emperor of the Crane Emperor. "Adults haven't said that Yan Mu is a slave of Baihezhou, and she should not enter the palace area. Is she afraid that she has defiled the holy gas of the palace?

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"Ben emperor do things, you still need to ask you?"

Crane Emperor's fiercely violent eyes are full of danger.

After looking at the crane faintly, the crane was scared to soften her legs and kneeled down, lowered her head and trembled back: "I dare not."

The emperor pushed Yan Mu's wheelchair and went deep into the palace.

In his palace, there is a dark secret room.

The closer to the dense room, the more Yan Mu's heart trembled.

She twisted her hands and held her breath.

When the door of the secret room opened, I saw that one side was whipped countless times.

The dense scar is like a pour, one way, and it is intricate and complicated in front of the eyes. The man who was once like the moonlight, and now it is not peaceful after death. The remaining dead bones must be destroyed day and night.

The emperor looked down and saw the tears flowing from Yan Mu's eyes, and the pain in his heart rose with impatient bipolar emotions, and the fire of Liaoyuan was unstoppable.

He suddenly overturned the wheelchair to the ground and let Yan Mu fall down.

Later, like the king who was high overlooking the frowning pain Yan Mu, waiting for her begging.

Yan Mu bit his lips stubbornly, climbed forward with both hands, and kept approaching Duan Pingsheng's skeleton.

Just as her hand was about to touch Duan Pingsheng's skeleton, the man's boots and stepped on her back.

She raised her head and looked at it.

The man leaned over and provoked her jaw.

"Tonight, I will cut his skeleton into a thousand paragraphs."

"If you think about him, you are not as good as waiting for me.

"After serving, I will let him go, how about?"

The scarlet eyes of the Crane Emperor were painful, and extreme possessions emerged.

He moved away.

Yan Mu pulled out his hand and wrote it on his hands.

"roll."

"I just wait for the dog, and I will not wait for you."

He is also cheap, knowing that he is scolding himself, and he will continue to listen.

"You cut it, Mo said 10,000 paragraphs, 100,000 paragraphs, millions of paragraphs, you all cut it."
Chapter completed!