Eight hundred and fortieth chapters can not call the bed
The heat in the cabin rose. Xu Ziling took a pleasant hot shower and came out. Mrs. Dongming stood outside the cabin with a smile and was waiting. Then she handed him a snow-white towel. Xu Ziling was about to wipe it, and then asked her to gently take it back and gently wipe the water droplets on his face. Xu Ziling suddenly grabbed Mrs. Dongming's jade hand and stood there for a long time without saying anything.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Dongming asked with a smile on her face.
"You'd better not go." Xu Ziling shook his head and said with a smile that he was fine, saying, "Would you better stay here? Can you be waiting for our good news here?"
"Even if I don't want me to come out to help, I still want to go with you." Mrs. Dongming smiled gently and gently hugged Xu Ziling and said with a little pampering and a little angrily: "Because you little monkey, if I don't go and see, I will definitely make something come out. I won't worry if I don't go!"
"I promise if I don't know. I just don't want you to worry about me so much..." Before Xu Ziling finished speaking, he gently stopped Mrs. Dongming's jade palm.
"Okay, I don't know what your heart is thinking!" Mrs. Dongming smiled and stroked his face, saying, "No matter how you make people run away or fight bloody, I won't be disappointed. Don't worry, can't even I go with you because of such a little bit of face? What a silly boy!"
"I... I miss the little princess and everyone..." Xu Ziling opened his arms and hugged her tightly and murmured: "I miss you too..."
"I have always been with you what I have to think about." Mrs. Dongming patted his head and comforted gently: "No matter how strong the monk is, he is just the power of a person, and we will not be defeated even if we cannot defeat it. I am not worried about Ziling's battle. What I am more worried about is that he is your real opponent in the battle with Li Shimin."
"I can't think too far now, I just want to defeat Jie Li..." Xu Ziling breathed a long sigh and said, "Li Shimin reaped the benefits of the fisherman. I have no choice but to do this now. I have to go this way."
"Sleep for a while!" Mrs. Dongming hugged Xu Ziling in her arms and patted her back. The voice was as soft as water: "The war is coming, you can rest well not only for the Chinese army but also for us. You must defeat the monk in the world. There is no war that must be won or the battle that must be defeated. As long as we persist, victory will eventually be on our side. We will always support you..."
The clouds were covered with clouds, but the continuous raindrops unexpectedly stopped temporarily.
The sky sword Song Que is on the left, while the master Yijian Cailin is on the right, and the two of them are walking beside Xu Ziling. They are calm and composed as if they are not going to a meeting but walking casually in their own garden.
The sword maniac, Ba Fenghan and the Butterfly Young Master Yin Xianhe, were both slightly nervous, but their eyes were even sharper and more energetic.
Song Zhi, Song Ludufuweituli and others were sent to the lakeside and watched them leave.
Xu Ziling was walking and suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture. As soon as this gesture came out, fireworks soared into the sky on the big ship. Dozens of nearly a hundred charge boats were rowing out and shouting at Longquan City and rushing toward Longquan City... The Little Dragon also untied the charge boat that flew out of the iron chain and swam out of the water, and shot waves of fire arrows at the head of Longquan City.
The war drums beat and the Chinese coalition shouted in unison throughout the sky.
The entire ship village had untied the wooden boards and picked them away. The sailors on the ship set sail and paddled and charged towards Longquan City. This time, no Chinese army attacked the city gate. Instead, they forced the ship to dock and fell down the long mast and leaned against Longquan. Countless Chinese navies charged upwards on it.
Arrows on both sides were raining, but the fire arrows of the Chinese army flowed into a large terrifying fire that splashed towards Longquan even more densely than the rain.
Xu Ziling and others did not look at the fierce battle, and they strode towards the Changbai Mountain in the distance. There was a place where they had agreed to go to the meeting before. They walked along the waves for five miles before the hills rose up. Xu Ziling and the others flew up over several small hills and turned to a huge high hill with a flat top.
Several people have been waiting for the top of the high hill. There is also a small golden tent in the middle of the hill. It seems that it can be set up to allow people to shelter from the wind and rain. Outside the golden tent, there is a few stones. One person sits on the left. The man on the left is an old man with a tall crown and belt. He has five long beards with an ancient and simple face and is wearing a generous and generous robe. He radiates a faint Taoist energy from his body, which is very elegant and elegant. The man on the right is just the opposite of him. His whole body is covered in a large cloak and even his face is hidden in the darkness. There is nothing else except for the demonic energy that tumbling like a sea tide.
Xu Ziling slowly stepped forward and looked at the other side of the golden tent. On the other side, she sat on the other side, one of the four nuns, Xu Ziling had seen Master Chang Shan from Yuhe Temple. The other was sitting on the same side as her. A female nun with a beautiful face and a look in a gray cotton robe. She was sitting cross-legged with a snow whisk in her hand, looking at Xu Ziling and the others in a quiet and quiet manner.
Although it didn't seem very special, Xu Ziling's heart was shocked in an instant. There was no need to guess or see Xu Ziling to understand the identity of this nun. This nun is the leader of the Buddhist sect in the world and the ox-holding person in the world.
Xu Ziling's eyes slightly touched her, and her heart felt even more indescribable strange feelings. The feeling was very magical. It seemed that she could contact a vast, boundless and sacred and incomparable spiritual world in her eyes. No one in this world could question the existence of all these things she saw was like the truth. If it were others, they would be moved by this magical spiritual sensing and Buddhist supernatural powers, but Xu Ziling was extremely afraid.
A skill is far less than that of the Heavenly Sword Song Que, but her sword intent, spirit, and consciousness are even more than Song Que.
Although she was the supreme Bai Dao person in the previous generation, she looked surprisingly young. Her appearance looked much younger than Master Chang Shan around her. She was about thirty years old and the closer she looked, the younger she felt. She looked simple and without any secular colors. Her eyebrows were clear and her eyes were beautiful.
If Xu Ziling hadn't known the inside story early in the morning, it would be hard to imagine that this person would be like this. If we only looked at her plain face, she could not have any tranquil situation that moved her through the world. The bald head, whose hair was gone, emphasized that the clear and beautiful outline of her face, which was as clear as the undulating mountains and rivers, made people forget the mundane.
It seems that when I think of anything in the world on her, it is a very disrespectful act to her.
If you only look at the watch, Xu Ziling would exclaim to God Ni, but when he thinks of her name, he will feel like he is stepping on shit.
This nun is the woman whom Xu Ziling hates the most and is crazy. Xu Ziling can hardly kill women except for a lewd and vicious woman like Rong Jiaojiao. But for this nun, Xu Ziling, he would not look at her appearance at all. If possible, he would cut her to death and drag her to feed the dogs as soon as possible.
Or she would throw her abolish her martial arts and throw her to the Manqing Courtyard in Luoyang to pick up customers at the cheapest price.
Of course, this kind of action can only be vented. No matter what identity Xu Ziling has, he cannot do this. At least he cannot do it before pushing down the organization Cihang Jingzhai on the divine platform that controls the world's Baidao. Cihang Jingzhai must fall to move her. Otherwise, everything the Chinese army has worked hard to establish will be broken and its reputation will be ruined.
She is the master of Cihang Jingzhai, the contemporary Bai Dao, and everyone in the world respects her.
If the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai were humiliated and said it, others would only think that Mr. Xu was worthy of being a little hooligan or a pervert. But if he killed the vegetarian master of Cihang Jingzhai or threw her into a brothel, he might even be an old woman who had been vegetarian at home for 60 years and had been chanting Buddha's name every day, she would take out the kitchen knife from her home to chase him.
She represents Cihang Jingzhai and also represents the hope of thousands of poor people.
Everyone hopes that she can choose the most suitable king to be everyone's emperor to lead everyone to prosperity. She also hopes that she can reach the top after she dies and will never worry about it again.
She is the hope of the millions of people in the world. She is Fan Qinghui, the current master of Cihang Jingzhai.
Xu Ziling tried his best to contrast with the tyranny of Wang Shichong and Li Mi, and then gradually shifted the hopes of the people to himself. He understood the terrible power of faith and deeply understood the power of religious incitement. Xu Ziling has always been extremely tolerant of Cihang Jingzhai, but he did not want the people to misunderstand that he was standing opposite Cihang Jingzhai until the people's hearts gradually joined him, the omnipotent Master Xu, and then gradually broke up with Cihang Jingzhai.
Today is finally the last showdown with this person. If you win, then the country will be almost at your fingertips. If you lose, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Why is the martial arts of Buddhism so magical?" Xu Ziling did not say hello to the nun who was most concerned about her, but waved to Master Lekong who stood beside her holding a wooden fish. Although he had never met him, he laughed like an old acquaintance and said, "Master Lekong is here too? The master's rejuvenation technique is amazing. If the little girl in Manqingyuan knew about it, she would definitely be crazy!"
"Master Lekong is so handsome, those little girls are crazy." Yin Xianhe seemed to misunderstand Xu Ziling's words and answered.
"Xianhe seems you misunderstood." Xu Ziling laughed and said, "I'm talking about Master Kong's rejuvenation skills... The little girl loves beauty. If she has such a magical martial arts practice, she is eighteen years old every year, then she is still crazy about being crazy!"
Chapter completed!