Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The oil lamp in the house suddenly jumped out of the flowers. This is a good sign, but the silver eyebrows of Hong Si itching floated up, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied. His old right hand steadily picked up a fried peanut with chopsticks. He didn't have much movements. He slowly swallowed the peanut paste in his mouth, and tasted the fruity flavor of the teeth. He also took a drink. Only stood up.

"For many years, no one in this palace has come to visit again." Hong Gonggong’s eyes were a little muddy, and he looked at the window with a slight sigh of innocence, but his fingers flicked.

The courtyard door is open.

Like the two bows, the chopsticks in Honggong’s hands were spurred by the powerful and deep instinct. The two sounds almost simultaneously sounded, and instantly shattered the window in front of them, directly in the dark corner outside the door, Wuzhu The door!

The chopsticks are thorny with the wind, and the sound is amazing. If you are sturdy, I am afraid that the people in the chopsticks will be shot like two strong bows. This Hong Gonggong’s understatement of a finger, even with such power, is terrible.

I don't know why, the reactionary action of Wuzhu today seems to be a little slower than usual. One turned around, but it was the clothes that had been torn by the chopsticks on the right shoulder.

laugh! The chopsticks are obliquely inserted in the mud, and the chopsticks are slightly moving.

Outside the hospital, Hong Lao’s **** looked at the guest wearing a brown shirt in front of him, his brow shook slightly, and the other’s face was all wrapped in a hood, and he could not see the appearance.

"Who are you?" Hong Lao’s **** was full of faces and looked like a humble servant. But it is clear that he is much more terrible than what appears on the surface.

The brown robes worn by Wuzhu tonight are brand new, so it feels weird. He followed the plan of Fan Xian, and his head was flat. He seemed to be "gazing" at the other party, and then he snorted: "Sorry, misunderstanding."

“Misunderstanding? Is it lost?” Hong’s **** smiled happier. "You can get lost in the palace. You are the first person. You should have been here five days ago. I have been waiting for you. I am very curious about who you are, I think, except for those old friends." Should someone else not have such great courage."

Wuzhu forced a rush in his voice. However, he is not good at concealing his emotions, so he seems to have some falsehoods: "Being restricted by the family, you have to enter, it is not convenient to give a true face. I hope the formers will forgive me."

Hong Lao’s **** frowned and no longer smiled. The other party recognized himself as a junior. That is nothing more than the apprentices of the old monsters, watching each other's skills, at least the super-level of the nine products, it is only possible to find themselves after the imperial palace. It’s just that the voice of the other person is obviously deliberately distorted and the muscles of the throat have changed, so it is impossible to obtain useful information from the accent.

"This is the palace, the child." Hong old **** sighed. "Don't you come here. Is it right?"

Finished this. He has a right hand and the whole person's body is sliding above the ground. When I came to the front of Wu Zhu, the thin hand was printed on the face of Wu Zhu.

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Wuzhu hides in black cloth and has no expression on his face, but knows that the other party’s ability to judge himself is wrong. Right now is a great machine to kill each other – kill or not kill? It is not a problem for Wuzhu in the past, but it is a problem today.

His brain is calculated very fast, and he immediately calculates it. Even if he kills the other party at this time, he probably will ask for some price. The most important thing is that he may alarm other waiting in the palace, thus giving Fan Fan the next action. Caused a lot of trouble.

So he stepped, bent his knees and raised his elbow.

Under the elbow is a very ordinary steel sword. Swordsman is on the elbow and stabs the wrist of the old eunuch. The score is not bad. The key is the savvy sword that is contained in it. The person pointed by the tip has lost some of his dimensions.

However, the old **** is very arrogant, smiles and screams: "Gu Zuo?" The words are slightly different, but the men are not slow. The left hand is like a dragon in the sleeve, and it is shot to the five-bamboo chest. It is the most advanced means in the world.

Wuzhu withdraws one step further, straight knees and elbows.

The green sword around the elbow is in front of him, just like self-satisfaction, but it just protects the front chest, and it is so wonderful that it blocks the embarrassment of the old eunuch.

"Gu Qian?" The voice of Hong Lao’s **** became more and more sharp, and he took it back. From the waist up, the whole body’s body began to shake. It looked very weird. After a sigh, the old man Ten years of infuriating, turning into countless airflows, squirting forward, want to tie the five bamboos.

Wuzhu did not give him this opportunity at all, and he took two more steps in cold and cold. These two steps seem to be simple, but in such a perfect match, such as walking in a leisurely way, just avoid the spurt After all, it was just a sway of the body, which was obviously disturbed by the true air and gas of Honggong for several decades.

The old **** wrinkles became deeper and deeper, and he looked coldly and said: "Don't think that you have changed the direction of the sword, you can pass the world. In this palace, since the old man I saw you, you will Stay here."

Wu Zhu slightly looked up and "glanced at" him. He didn't know what it was like. The next step was to hang his hand.

Hong Lao **** frowned!

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The sound of rustling and rustling, the five bamboos turned back to the body, just like the old eunuchs behind them did not exist. After the negative swords, they ran to the direction of the palace wall. The speed of the whole person was very fast, and they walked through the grass. Turn into a smoke.

After the negative sword, it is a simple posture, but it is a perfect defense.

"Gu Hou?" The old eunuch's eyes were faintly radiant, and there was no shouting of the guards in the palace. The arms were violent, and the whole person was like a black bird with a thin trunk and a wide wingspan, catching up with the past.

However, for a moment, the two of them went to the front of the high palace wall. The old **** of Hong looked coldly at the man in front of him, but he had to see what he could do to jump out of the wall.

Wuzhu directly rushed to the bottom of the palace wall, but did not reduce the speed at all. The right foot stepped on the stone below the palace wall, and the stone instantly sank into the mud. I can imagine how terrible the power of this foot is. . And the speed of his whole person has also been turned into an upward force by this, and the whole person has been shocked and flew up, along the ** night color * (** please delete) * (** please delete) The dark palace wall floated like a ghost.

I saw that his leaps had already reached a distance of three feet. When he was exhausted, the ordinary sword in his hand did not know how to actually plunged into the wall. His body was The power of the sword, a turn over, is like a stone, thrown out of the high wall by yourself!

Hong Lao’s **** snorted, only to know that the other party had already figured out all the things well. The body was so angry that it was floating in the moment when it was about to hit the palace wall. It’s just a beautiful gesture, all with a real gas. For the previous violent temperament of Wuzhu, it seems to be much more chic.

Leap to Sanzhang, the thin-skinned **** gently put a finger out, and took a look at the sword left by Wuzhu. He borrowed the force and went out of the palace wall, like a big bird. In the dark night, squatting on the smooth wall outside the palace wall, slowly drifting down.

In the process of his drifting, the eyes are like an eagle, and the death is adorned with the static Kyoto ** night color * (** please delete) * (** please delete), the brown figure that is very fast, Yin Yin smiled, drifting silently across the forest, drifting past the house, followed up.

The contest between the two masters did not make any noise, so the guards in the palace did not notice anything.

Sitting like a mouse in the darkness of the palace wall, I listened slightly to the faint wind on the side, stood up, gently wiped the grass residue and dust under the buttocks, and put my hands in a smooth Above the palace wall.

He doesn't have the powerful martial arts of Wuzhu, nor does he have the profound internal skills of the old eunuch, but his infuriating method is different from all the martial arts powers in the world. The cliffs of slippery moss can climb up, not to mention the palace wall.

This is the biggest reliance of Fan.

The whole portrait is like a bat that can't fly. It crawls upwards on the palace wall. Although it is slow, it is very stable and will never fall. If it suddenly becomes white, if someone looks at a distance, you will find the vermilion palace wall, and suddenly there is an ugly black spot.

Turning over the palace wall, carefully avoiding the possible whistle, Fan's feet finally safely stepped on the grass in the palace. When meditating outside the palace wall, he had already reviewed his own map of the palace in his mind several times. At this time, he stood in the palace and looked at the huge palace group under the night sky, listening to the distance. Vaguely audible and more drumming, Fan Xian’s heart is slightly nervous and somewhat excited.

At this point, the map seems to have become a clearly visible passage. After his last interest adjustment, he did not enter the Royal Palace* (**Please delete)* (**Please delete), but did not make a sound His speed has not slowed down a bit. He relied on the memory of his brain to make his own destination by the shadow of the rockery. His method is very similar to the method of Wuzhu, but there are some subtle differences. After all, his computing power is still not as good as Wuzhu.

The night is deep, and most of the people in the palace have slept.

Fan Xian is hidden in the darkness outside the light temple, confirming that the inner palace does not have a master inside. The real knife guards seem to be in the front hall and the turret. This cognition makes him frown, and the guard force of the imperial palace is actually Such a weakening is really a very risky thing. What if the experts from the Northern Qi Dynasty send a big attack?

As a thief of the night ban, there is also the worry of the country and the people, Fan Xian is really a wonderful person, but his calculation is actually superfluous. You must know that the world can jump without disturbing the guards. If you pass the five-foot high wall, only the top figures in the world, if it is such a master, it seems that the ordinary guards will not play any role.

He forgot, it would be Spider-Man's Kung Fu, only he himself.

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