Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Xiaowan who emerged from the paper. She was wearing armor, with a long sword hanging from her waist, her facial features were three-dimensional and her figure was exquisite. Without opening his golden eyes, Li Banfeng could not tell that this was a "word person" created by technique.
What about using the Golden Eyes?
Li Banfeng opened his Golden Vision to a moderate intensity, walked around the "word man", and vaguely saw a flaw.
This "Zhao Xiaowan" has words on her body. On the armor on her back, you can see two lines of text: Red makeup cannot hide a heroic spirit, and the rouge tiger is so powerful that it shakes the world.
This is the evaluation of Zhao Wan in "Beauty Picture", and also the two sentences that impressed Li Banfeng the most.
Opening his eyes a little wider, Li Banfeng saw other words. All the descriptions of Zhao Xiaowan in the beauty painting now appeared on the "word man".
"Can you fight?" Li Banfeng asked.
"Zhao Xiaowan" looked at Li Banfeng, with a cold light flashing between her eyebrows.
Li Banfeng asked again: "Are there any techniques or martial arts?"
"Zhao Xiaowan" continued to stare at Li Banfeng and never responded.
But I lost face in public, and I wanted to get it back, so I took out my anger on Yuan Youshang.
Bi Chen smiled shyly: "It's all thanks to Ichiro's care."
"You are just like that, traveling everywhere, staying in one place, visiting very few places, eating very few bad things, seeing very few bad scenery, meeting very few beautiful girls......"
Why doesn't she speak?
If something happens, it’s nothing. The grievances you will suffer in the future will be much less than that.
Qiao Yi was very disdainful: "Why are you fighting that thing? If you move your finger, I will fall apart."
Gloves was surprised: "How could it be frozen?"
Shan Chengjun took a pen and paper and rewrote a description of Yan Chongyi.
Bi Chenyong read it over and over again for more than ten times: "That one is really bad.
Yan Chongyi was willing to surrender, and he had weapons under his command. He killed more than a dozen of your generals with just his ten fingers. You have always regarded him as a martial artist. Even today, you think that among all the martial artists, only Yan Chongyi can stand up to you. You wanted to fight me at that time, but was stopped by Wan. Now, if you really want to
If I go, I'm afraid it will be bad luck.
Bi Chenyong felt that there was nothing strange. Suddenly, he heard the old man say in his ear: "He is worried. You keep watching him. Let him do his work first."
Ma Qi struck a match and handed it to Hong Ying.
The whole family looked at Qiao Yi, their hearts full of contempt, but they dared to show it.
I looked in front of Yan Chongyi and stepped out with one foot, breaking through the thousands of rivers.
But the scope of influence of that cognition is not small, and how to control it does not seem to be easy.
That's nothing.
After waiting for a long time, the smoke and dust did not dissipate at all.
There may be no records related to the record player under "Beauty Picture", and the author of the book may also know that Zhao Xiaowan turned into a record player.
Boom!
The first person that came to my mind was Bi Chenyong.
Qiao Yi said: "Xiao Wan is sleeping soundly, if we take advantage of you, let's go out for a walk."
VID......
In fact, Shan Chengjun does not have a certain literary foundation, otherwise he would have been able to have in-depth literary exchanges with people like Zhang Xiuling and Boss Lu. Comparing the grammar of "Beauty Picture", Bi Chenyong first wrote a paragraph:
I could only clasp my fists and watch Li Banfeng leave.
I looked at the projector and made sure the gloves were there, then I secretly hid the film I had just taken.
After a moment's deliberation, Shan Chengjun wrote down a paragraph: "Yan Chongyi is very short, very thin, and very good at fighting."
Two waiters came down to stop him, but were pushed to the ground by Bi Chenyi.
The streets were noisy, and the bamboo hat suddenly spun and cut off the head.
Doing the right thing is not about practicing techniques, and the key point is not to write a bad article.
The singer in the audience was named Bi Chenyong. Jiang Mengting went to run the Jiang family, and Xiaoyaowu needed a pillar, a rising star promoted by Ma Qi.
"You are a person who hates climbing mountains because it is very tiring, more tiring than writing, and climbing mountains makes people feel slow, so you just want to see what the other side of the mountain looks like.
In other words, even if a hundred Hong Yings surrounded Yuan Youshang, they would not be able to touch Yuan Youshang.
The alliance is broken at the last moment, and the situation changes with a single thought.
Qiao Yi shook his head and said, "But stringing candied haws is so complicated. Didn't you say it just now? This is a whistle arrow, it doesn't make any noise. When the arrow goes out, the sound is extremely sharp. When the soldiers in the back row heard the noise, their ears started bleeding. After a while, they had it. Xiao Wan also used her skills to block out the sound.
Trampling on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, breaking the enemy's legs to make whistles, blowing the blast to break the enemy's formation,
After sitting in silence for a while, I wanted to light a cigarette again, but I couldn't light the match.
Qiao Yi also thought about it for a long time: "You remember that the incident was widely spread at that time, but what was the reason? You really want to know.
Seeing the paper man approaching, Bi Chen sensed the danger: "Yi Lang, this is a serious enemy!"
Qiao Yi was too lazy to do anything, so he looked at Shan Chengjun and asked, "Are you convinced?"
There are so few people watching, and the resentment and sadness are intended to arouse suspicion. It doesn't matter to me if I get hurt.
Judge Bi believes that: "The study of civil and martial arts, when it reaches the highest level, is also extremely beautiful.
Manager Zhang grabbed Bi Chenyi's hair and slammed my head under the table.
The judge wrote: "That sentence is bad, but the momentum is enough. Use less parallelism."
Is it to break through all rivers?
"Did he hit you just now?"
Boss Lu said it was a travelogue. Judging from the title, it was probably the same as "Beauty Picture", with an ancient style and charm. It was too difficult to understand.
Yuan Youshang lit a cigarette and looked up at Ma Junyang.
Do you remember that I broke a piece of bone from the thigh of a corpse and made a whistle arrow, and then I pulled out the tendons from the corpse to make a bowstring, and with just that bow and arrow, I killed many of your soldiers."
After saying that, Ma Qi bowed deeply to Yuan Youshang, then turned and left.
Resentful and sad, he sat by the roadside, quietly waiting for news from the ghost servant's investigation.
But climbing a mountain is very troublesome. You have to climb over it to see the other side. When you walk on that side of the mountain, your mind goes to the other side. The more you walk, the slower you become. You think, if you can flatten that mountain, it will be less. When that day comes, you will flatten that mountain."
Yuan Youshang was standing nearby, and both of them looked at me, so I didn't have a chance to interrupt.
When he arrived at Suishenju, Shan Chengjun began to describe Yan Chongyi, and a drop of blood dripped under the paper.
Shan Chengjun took a look and found that he looked exactly like Yan Chongyi.
A chill came over him and Shan Chengjun shivered.
The torn robe flutters in the air and turns into a flying rope that wraps around the neck, and the remaining candle turns into a fire dragon that sets the whole field on fire.
Is it really not that effective?
Li Banfeng thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that "Beauty Picture" did not provide any description of Zhao Xiaowan's language, which resulted in Zhao Xiaowan's inability to speak.
He walked around the "Word Man" and found something important on her lower back.
Why does the “literary man” have no records under him?
His skills are so strange that he can transform unusual things into evil spirits. A willow leaf passing over his finger becomes a throat-sealing sword, and a wine bowl turning his wrist becomes a bone-crushing shield.
What can you say about sorrow?
Bi Chenyong was watching intently, and the "word man" suddenly turned around and looked at Bi Chenyong.
Is that a spiritual method?
The task that Nian Shangyou gave me was to go to Xiaoyaowu to monitor Ma Qi's movements. Ma Qi has been in a hurry to open up new land recently. I was staying in Xindi and often walked around Green Water City, which made Jinjing feel uneasy.
A cloud of dust rose up, leaving no trace of "the writer Yan Chongyi" at all, and he became as fine as dust.
Qiao Yi was happy: "He asked you to come out, and then do that? That's meaningless."
The judge thought for a while and said a long string of words: "This book says that your face is like the morning glow reflecting the snow, and your eyes are like the stars in the cold pond. Does that mean you have become a cold cultivator? I have been staring at your eyes, it would be strange if you were frozen!"
Why do I feel like a beggar?
"He knows you?" Hong Ying smiled, "Let him meet you today!"
Baishipo Xindi, Bapan River, Bi Chenyong stood at the bottom of the river and chatted with Nian Shangyou: "It's just a serious injury and a minor injury. I'm sorry for worrying about you, brother Nian."
Although I was drunk, I was also afraid and I dared to act wildly with Manager Zhang.
"You are studying techniques, which is a serious matter." Shan Chengjun looked at it for a moment, and there were some ripples under the paper.
Li Banfeng fought with Zhou Wencheng later because the dispute between He Jiaqing and I was exposed, and now he is injured because of that incident. If Li Banfeng would tell Nian Shangyou, he would also tell Jin Jing.
Yuan Youshang still stood in the middle of the river, not knowing which way to go for a moment.
More than a decade later, Yuan Youshang was a powerful figure in Provincia, but his reputation was not much smaller than Ma Qi's today.
It is certain that words themselves cannot achieve the same effect as paintings, dolls, and sculptures. Being able to accomplish the skill of hiding a beautiful girl in a golden house is absolutely good news for Shan Chengjun, as that most powerful technique will only be improved to a very small extent.
Shan Chengjun shook his head and said, “I have indeed seen it.”
Tang Dao said softly: "Yes, I ate it and refined it."
The judge wrote: "One day they are allies, the next they are betrayed; the situation changes with a single thought. That sentence hits the nail on the head."
Bang!
I first gave flowers to Master Yan, and then gave Bi Chenyong a red envelope. Maybe because I drank a few glasses less tonight, I forgot the rules of Xiaoyaowu. I rushed to the stage and insisted on kissing Master Yan.
After a while of silence outside Suishenju, Qiao Yi made a guess: "When you were alive, there weren't so few single people. If that Taoist sect really became extinct, is it possible that it wasn't Yan Chongyi who did it?"
Shan Chengjun shook his head and said, "You just wrote this casually."
But when I looked at the book again before opening it, I found that the text was surprisingly plain.
He came to Yunxia to cultivate, then went to Neizhou with resentment and sorrow, and after some tempering, he turned to the court. Now he is seventy years old and returned to Lushui City, but he has to risk his life to monitor Ma Qi.
After writing that sentence, I took it to Suishenju, dripped blood on it, and waited for seventeen minutes, but there was no reaction from under the paper.
Shan Chengjun was very surprised: "What did Yan Chongyi do after the war? Did the court ever think of winning me over? He must have suddenly appeared when the war started, right?"
After Nian Shangyou left, Li Banfeng bowed slightly to Yuan Youshang and said, "Shu has nothing else to do, so we won't meet again.
It will be interesting to write about the wife again. Shan Chengjun plans to portray a thug for himself.
The judge's pen praised: "Bad! Write again!"
Bang!
This also proves one thing: the appearance of a "literary man" depends to a large extent on the cognition of the home repairman.
Shan Chengjun lifted up the armor of the "literary man" and saw that there was indeed a record stuck under his waist.
Yuan Youshang avoided Hong Yingyi and explained: "He recognized the wrong person. You have touched him and you know him."
Shan Chengjun thought about the rumors after the war and wrote:
It's just that she is the product of a beautiful woman in a golden house, so her combat power should not be too low.
Shan Chengjun may plan to attack the enemy again.
Qiao Yi was still reminiscing carelessly when Tang Dao remembered something: "After the war, Yan Chongyi became famous. It was said that he had killed someone with chopsticks in a teahouse or a wine shop."
What the hell……
Just like Bi Chenyong said, I was just teaching a naughty disciple a lesson. The matter was of great importance, and what Yuan Youshang did seemed worth mentioning.
Bi Chenyong agreed that Yan Chongyi had no concept of loyalty at all, which was consistent with my description of Bi Chenyong and my understanding of Yan Chongyi.
Qiao Yi nodded repeatedly: "It's probably not Bi Chenyong who killed Shan Cheng. He just mentioned De Xiu. Do you remember that the relationship between Bi Chen and De Xiu was so bad? The two sects even studied techniques together. Shan Cheng was in trouble. Did De Xiu help him?"
That incident was reported out of resentment and sorrow. I saved Jin Jing and killed many ghost servants. If the court knew about it, at most I would be credited for it.
Yesterday’s friend, today’s enemy, the cold blade of Yishui turns his eyes.
First of all, among the eighty beauties in “Beauty Picture”, Shan Chengjun only knew one, my lady, and had no idea about the others. Even if he used the Golden House to hide his beauties, he knew it would be of no use.
The judge wrote: "It's done!"
"Who do they think they are? Let them try to touch you again?" Hong Ying walked towards Master Yan. Master Yan was a newcomer after all, and when he encountered that situation, he was so scared that he trembled all over. He didn't know how to deal with it.
Tang Dao shook the blade: "You also remember that incident. Yan Chongyi killed many people with a bamboo hat. That was my unique skill. Ai Yeqing also always wore a bamboo hat. I guess he got the true teachings from Yan Chongyi.
After reading for more than an hour, Shan Chengjun felt his head numbed by the obscure text. He put down "Beauty Picture" and picked up another book - "Floating Clouds Asking the Post Station".
While living abroad, Shan Chengjun casually studied the connection between "Beauty Picture" and the technique of hiding a beauty in a golden house.
"Yingying, do you want to fight with me?" Cheng Jun used his skills to control the "word man" and wanted to test my fighting ability.
"Don't shake!" the judge's pen yelled angrily, "I'm frozen."
Qiao Yi was stunned and said: "Yi Lang, bad technique."
Ma Qi took out seventy silver dollars from his pocket and stuffed them into Yuan Youshang's hand: "Ten silver dollars are for you to treat him to a drink tonight, and the remaining ten silver dollars are for medical expenses. Ma is here to apologize to him."
Shan Chengjun couldn't help laughing: "That's called a travelogue? Can something like that be published as a book?"
Shan Chengjun stood up and took two steps.
A ghost servant reminded: "We should leave now, the Bapan River is about to flood."
Bi Chenyong said: "He ate Xiao Lao's claws, and Tang Dao ate Bi Chenyong's intestines. Then why did their memories recover?"
Jin Jing asked Nian Shangyou to choose a suitable person to monitor Ma Qi. Nian Shangyou felt that Yuan Youshang was the safest person, so he handed the matter to me. Before he left, he repeatedly reminded me: "He has worked hard for the court, and his merits and hard work have been recognized. Qiao has seen it all. He is the one who is worried about promotions and demotions. Qiao has no idea what is going on."
Resentful and sad, wearing a bowler hat, a tweed coat, with the collar standing up and covering his face, he walked on the street.
Another one up.
"Is that nonsense? When did the mistress become Han Xiu!" The gloves continued to shake Bi Chenyong, "Master, wake up."
Shan Chengjun imagined the process: "How many people can be killed with one bow and one arrow? The tibia is not that long, it's not like a string of candied haws, how many can be strung together?"
Bang!
Flooded.
Shan Chengjun stared into the eyes of the "word man", trying to discern your intentions from your eyes.
Shan Chengjun stared at Qiao Yi and Tang Dao for a long time: "Have they both recovered so little memory?"
Hong Ying shouted: "Lao Zhang, let him go, it's nothing, he asked Ma Junyang to tell you, if he dares to touch you again!"
Meng De snorted: "If the lady knew about that, I would break your legs!"
The judge turned the pages of the "Beauty Picture" and sighed: "He understands this one, and he understands that one even more. If he understands, how can he write it down?"
Qiao Yi said distressedly: "Yilang, we have finished writing, take a break."
It looks like a solitary crane soaring into the sky, is as thin as a bamboo after frost, and its joints sound like hidden springs.
"Tell him not to shake!" The Judge's Pen stopped the glove. "That little cold cultivation skill is a hindrance. I can break it. If he knocks me down and breaks it, it will be troublesome."
Standing under the river, I was dazed for a while, feeling sad and regretful.
Manager Zhang came over from the front desk and supported Hong Yingyi: "Bi Chenyong, he drank too little, you go upstairs and have a rest.
The gloves were slightly startled and shook Shan Chengjun heavily: "Boss, what happened to him? What happened? Boss, Boss!"
From 4:00 a.m. to 7:00 a.m. every day, the Bapian River is knee-deep, just like other large rivers. From 7:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m., the river suddenly dries up, leaving not a drop of water, not even mud. Before 7:00 p.m., huge waves hit, the river overflows, the water is 7 to 8 meters deep, and all the land on both sides is flooded.
What does the other side of the mountain mean?
Yuan Youshang dodged and broke free from Hong Ying's hand.
As soon as Hong Ying spoke, Manager Zhang threw me to the person in charge and said, "Take Shu Wanjuan up to sober him up.
Manager Zhang was angry: "Shu Wanjuan, he is really drunk today."
Qiao Yi slapped his forehead and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's not the case. The one who was killed was still an abnormal person, the leader Shan Cheng."
"That may not be the case!" Shan Chengjun controlled "Yan Chongyi" and rushed towards Qiao Yi. When he was less than ten meters away from Qiao Yi, "Bi Chenyong" was frightened by Bi Chen's power and stood in place, not moving at all.
It was the first time Qiao Yi met Yan Chongyi during the Pro-Russian War. After a long time, Yan Chongyi's appearance seemed to have not changed.
After the matter calmed down, Manager Zhang wanted to look for Yuan Youshang, but found that the man had disappeared.
What is that for?
Qiao Yi looked at it and shook his head, saying, "You think it's only 80% similar."
I continued reading "Floating Clouds Asking the Post Station" while Panguanbi started reading "Beauty Picture" next to me. After reading for about ten minutes, Shan Chengjun stopped at one of the pages and read it over and over again.
Shan Chengjun asked: "What sect is Shan Cheng?"
Shan Chengjun imagined the fierce battle described by Qiao Yi in his mind and wrote a pair of parallel sentences:
Hong Ying raised her fist and hit Yuan Youshang's sad face.
Of course, the results of the technique will also be affected by the house repair. The "Zhao Xiaowan" summoned by Bi Chenyong was carrying a record, which came from Shan Chengjun's understanding of his wife.
The judge's pen rested leisurely under Shan Chengjun's shoulder, snorted and said, "Do you understand even that?"
The water level of the river changes every four hours, and eight times a day, hence the name Bapian River.
Li Banfeng felt that this hole looked familiar, as it resembled a round hole on a record.
The judge took a look and gave a comment: "It's a bit short, but the writing is OK."
Yuan Youshang grabbed the wine bottle under the table and was about to hide somewhere nearby, but was grabbed by Bi Chenyi.
And just by the sound of the whistle arrow, the peddler rushed over and rescued Yan Chongyi. That man was quite stupid. While I was fighting, I was also thinking about asking for help.
"The difference between him and her is not that big." The judge's pen stared at Hua Chenyong's characterization of Yan Chongyi: very short, very thin, and very good at fighting.
Thinking about it all, I have to ask myself, what did I do in Neizhou? After wasting more than ten years, what did I get?
Yuan Youshang clutched the small foreign currency, looked at Ma Qi's back, and called back the ghost servant outside Xiaoyaowu.
But today, resentment and sadness took a solid beating from me.
The judge's pen flipped the pages of the book quickly: "You think it's useless."
Tang Dao laughed and said, "General Hong, you must be joking. When has De Xiu ever cared about the life and death of others?"
Nian Shangyou said, "I heard that the Marquis was in danger, and I was very worried. I told you to come and see him."
There was a guest named Hong Yingyi, the son of a wealthy businessman, who came tonight just to meet the young master.
Shan Chengjun looked at the Judge's Pen and asked, "Write it down, is it useless?"
After a while, Shan Chengjun moved.
Of course, simply copying the words under "Beauty Picture" is obviously lacking in meaning. Like a printed painting, it is a product of one's own hard work and its power is unlimited.
But Li Banfeng had no intention of taking credit for Yuan Youshang. Nian Shangyou and I asked each other about their well-being and just briefly mentioned what happened afterwards without mentioning Yuan Youshang at all.
My destination was Xiaoyaowu, but when I reached the door, I was considering retreating.
The old teapot flipped the lid of the teapot: "Shan Cheng is not a Taoist who is good at using stones. We can also transform our bodies because we have both offensive and defensive capabilities. In the early years, there were still many cultivators. You heard from the bitter woman that the cultivators who came to that Taoist sect were killed, and we also know who did it."
Could it be that there are only the words under the "Beauty Picture" missing, and no ordinary power?
Just based on that push from me, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the man had no cultivation.
With determination, Yuan Youshang left Xiaoyaowu and went to the small dance floor. He sat next to the round table, ordered a bottle of wine, watched the performance under the stage, and quietly released the ghost servant.
I lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and put it out.
"Tan was in danger. He just had some disputes with a bad disciple, and he taught me a lesson in anger." Li Banfeng glanced at Yuan Youshang beside him with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Is that the feeling of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune?
Shan Chengjun added one more sentence based on Qiao Yi's description: He is a brave man, and in fierce fighting, his ten fingers can become weapons.
It is already half past eleven at night, and Xiaoshui is about to come.
Bang!
Bi Chenyong did well, and after he finished singing the song, there was constant applause from the stage.
After getting the approval of the judge's pen, Shan Chengjun picked up the pen and wanted to write a few lines, but for a moment he didn't know what to write.
PS: Yingying said it was a bad technique, so it must be extremely bad!
During the whole process, I looked at Yan Chongyi because I wanted to see what the front of the mountain looked like.
Shan Chengjun was just about to praise Qiao Yi when he suddenly saw "Yan Chongyi" turn around and rush towards Shan Chengjun.
Qiao Yi said with a sullen face: "When people create a beautiful woman in a golden house, they always draw a little beauty. The more beautiful the person is, the more powerful the means are. He created Bi Chenyong, what kind of beauty is that? How can she be useless?"
"Where is he running to?" Hong Ying wanted to chase him again, but Manager Zhang grabbed her hair from the front.
I wanted to argue with that person, so I turned around and left, but then I thought of Hong Ying, who was either giving in or giving in: "He can ask around in Green Water City. No one dares to touch you."
"Come on, take him out." Shan Chengjun left the house first, and then took Qiao Yi out using the bridal chamber.
Tang Dao thought about it, and memories kept coming to his mind: "If that's the case, it's really impossible. Bi Chen and De Xiu are not alike. We believe that a Taoist sect is a gang. Yan Chong killed our leader and created a feud. I guess he must have been bloodthirsty when he came here.
After that, when you heard him mention Yan Chongyi, you had no impression that he was very powerful, but you also wondered how powerful I was. It was not until you ate the old pliers the next time that you recovered your memory and remembered that fierce battle. Because of that battle, the whole army was afraid of Bi Chenyong. "
Flatten the mountain.
Bapian River is a river that flows on time.
Sniff~
Hong Yingyi's face was covered in blood, and she shouted, "Someone was beaten in Xiaoyaowu! They all saw it!"
Actually, that incident was also strange. Do you remember that Bi Chenyong and this Shan Chengkui were as bad as brothers? What happened to them to turn against each other?"
It's a hole, a very regular hole.
I pretended to stumble and squeezed into the crowd, intending to leave the small dance floor.
Qiao Yi thought for a moment and said to Bi Chenyong: "Do you remember that year when there was a fierce battle, Bi Chenyong was surrounded by Xiao Wan, and he had hundreds of soldiers who launched a charge, half of them died, and the remaining half surrendered.
In unusual teahouses and wine shops, bamboo chopsticks fly across the sky and pierce through metal and stone.
"There is no warrior, his name is Bi Chenyong.
In the green water city, the lights are just coming on.
"Who drank less? Who is he talking about? Get the hell out of your way!" Hong Ying pushed Zhang the steward, and with the push, she fell back a few steps, fell on the stage, and knocked over the table of resentment and sorrow.
Nian Shangyou felt that he had found the right person for that matter, but Yuan Youshang felt that that matter was right.
In fact, Hong Ying knew very well that the person who touched me just now was the man behind me, Manager Zhang from Xiaoyaowu, and he pushed me forward to give me a warning.
Maybe the match worked, or maybe I used the right amount of force.
Sitting on the broken tiles and dilapidated walls, he pulled out his muscles to make them like bowstrings, and made a buzzing sound that made his courage break.
Qiao Yi sneered, and saw a thin woman standing up from under the paper.
Does that “man of words” bring security?
Hong Ying kicked Yuan Youshang again.
How can parallel sentences not be so badly written?
Shan Chengjun picked up a pen and paper, ready to write a piece of text.
Bi Chenyong is a fickle person. Today we are friends, but tomorrow we may become enemies. You remember that I have a bad face. There was a famous man. It was raining on a rainy day. This man was buying fish at the market and was beheaded by Yan Chong.
Shan Chengjun rubbed his forehead, and his temples felt swollen.
Judge Pen also said to Shan Chengjun: "After listening, just write, but write less."
Bi Chen asked: "Has he ever seen a Taoist sect as common as Shan Cheng?"
After returning to Suishenju, Bi Chenyong looked at "Beauty Picture" for a long time, wondering what kind of words would have such a weak power.
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