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Vote pk and get points. 19 Zhang Canglan’s heart fights the night forbidden area.
The pillows and quilts in the Canglan room have all been replaced. It was in that month that he sewed and selected a good coral velvet, which was warm in winter and cool in summer and gently attached to the skin.
This kind of blessing is a godsend to the younger brother of Zongzhong. In those days, the moon snow girl was not close to the gods, but she did her best to be a useless brother. My sister and mother destroyed Cang Lan, and her heart was warm. For more than ten years, she had never been so kind to him. After all, she was born with a dark nature, but Lang Lang, a pure boy, was born with tenderness when she was a teacher and pupil.
When the moon was extinguished, Cang Lan’s sewing pillow was shimmering with little crystal light. She said that it was the tiny crystallization of the essence of her body’s refined gas, which melted into the pillow every night and accompanied Cang Lan’s sleep. Even if she was stupid, she could polish a little essence to the heart of the month. From then on, her voice and smile could not be waved away in the eyes of Cang Lan, and she regarded him as a master as a mother.
In a blink of an eye, half of the summer has passed, and the weather is getting clearer in the hot summer of Qinglian Sect. The sunny day is no longer threatening to destroy Canglan. The other six brothers are still treated generally. On that day, the martial arts discussion meeting in Shen Xin was held. People dared to talk about it and looked at it, but their eyes were even more monsters.
Thinking about the surging billows in my heart can make me look down on the surroundings more than before. I think that this worthless piece of work has come back to life. In the past, I thought that this problem was secretly buried in my heart, but now it seems to be much stronger. I am eager to prove that I am not born a worm, and the cost is negligible.
This cycle has been going on for several days, and Cang Lan came to the quiet room of the month in the past according to the rules. All kinds of sandalwood houses in the month were always full of all kinds of ethereal fragrance, and they really entered the fairyland without touching the world of mortals.
In those days, I studied the Taoist priests in front of the console table, and the lamps and candles reflected each other, and a statue of snow and ice shone. I knew that when Cang Lan came in, I didn’t look up and turned over a page. I laughed and said, you are naturally diligent, and it’s not good at all.
Although the master has a deep heart for himself, he often speaks without mercy, but he will not get angry. It is a dark feeling that he is crying and laughing, and his brother is redoubling his heart to make progress and win glory for master.
It turned out to be me. I laughed when I was a light-handed hand. You are a sensible child. Don’t waste me. You are told to sew a pillow. Let’s go when I turn my hand a little bit.
Destroy Cang Lan should lie on his side in the fragrance. In that year, two people couldn’t help but be fascinated by some gods. In that year, they came over and raised their hands to destroy Cang Lan. I heard the young man whisper, Master. Recently, I always feel that my body is getting colder and colder.
In those days, I turned my head slightly and whispered softly to put children to sleep. How can your body chill be the root that prevents you from practicing regularly? I have tried my best to help you pull it out.
I know that Master’s heart is broken, Cang Lan blinks, and his eyes are cold, but he reveals to the teenager that month that the cold in his chest is really getting heavier and heavier, and there is no point in dissipating it.
In this way, when the moon nodded, sighed, raised my hand, stroked out Cang Lan, and made a sapphire hairpin, you closed your eyes and calmed down, and I went to change incense.
Well, when Cang Lan smiles and nods, his eyes close lightly and he sinks his breath. At the moment when he closes his eyes, the soft smile on his face suddenly disappears, and he turns around, his clothes are flying and his fragrance is cold.
A row of agarwood boxes at the bottom of the shelf hold all kinds of incense. They were carefully hidden in that month. In that month, a piece of purple incense was put into the incense burner. Seeing that the purple smoke turned into blood spots instantly, the black-purple smoke was no longer ethereal and light, and the spread was faint and rare.
How can it be? In those days, when the moon was covered with incense burners and carved covers, it frowned, and the cold road squeezed his cold for so long to refine the sacred objects. Why was his cold still so rich?
In front of me, the light smoke fills the air, and from a distance, the Cang Lan body looks like a reclining Buddha, but it is just that the day when I don’t know how to stir the ashes, the sapphire sticks and fingers, the true qi paddles across the surface, and the day when I don’t know how to engrave it on the surface, it touches all the meridians in the Cang Lan body.
This is the way to squeeze out the pure cold of Cang Lan’s body, but a small sapphire poking stick can squeeze out the cold as good as a thousand-year-old ice to urge the sacred objects in the furnace in the secret room.
In those days, when the jade stick was sliding, the eyebrows were tight and frowning, but it was still so rich. What happened? How could his body be a shell and produce this pure cold continuously?
Destroying surging billows seems to have fallen into a deep sleep. Finding peace of mind here in the master has never been heard. I have never heard the young man mumbling about this Enron appearance in the mouth of the month. In the heart of the month, I knew that destroying surging billows was shaken, but I laughed. If this is the case, it would be really silly but more convenient.
Whispering that the sapphire stick has been foggy, and the ice is spinning and dancing in hot fog, and then the cold will be crushed. In that year, I put my finger in the sleeve, and the cloud sleeve lightly waved a little bit, and the water vapor on the green surface suddenly disappeared. Today, this ecstasy seems to be stronger.
Destroy the surging billows and sleep peacefully in the eyelid is very heavy. I feel that I can’t move a little when I open my eyes several times. He is suspicious. Recently, he has often become weak and inexplicable, and he has lost his strength. He still thinks that he is a waste material and wants to practice, but he has strange symptoms, but he doesn’t know that he often inhales a lot of ecstasy smoke here in that year, which has slightly corroded his heart.
When I woke up, I was still dizzy in front of my eyes. Don’t really sleep here. It’s finished today. Go back and rest.
Destroy Cang Lan’s forehead and get up. My eyelids are still lightly closed from time to time. Master, I am particularly dizzy today.
Yes, in those days, Zhang Su-kou turned to look at the incense burner with a light smoke curling up. Maybe it’s much more fragrant today. Can you get up?
In those days, I reached out to help put out Cang Lan, feeling that the boy felt weak all over, but I was pulled out from the inside but raised my hand without moving. He was blue and green. Go home and practice. Don’t be impatient. You need to guide slowly because of your weakness.
I know that when I nodded and walked away from the quiet room of the month, I felt soft and reluctant. In fact, I didn’t leave, but I was a little surprised to leave the heart of the month. What on earth did this young man miss himself?
Snow eyes gently turn the profound qi of that month, but I have already felt the strange twist of hair outside, stroking my cheek and laughing. How can it be that I am still alone in my heart? This is a play.
Vote for pk and get points. Zhang Canglan fights in the dark.
At this time, Cang Lan has gone outside. Recently, the twilight is light, and the doors are clean. Cang Lan also feels slightly comfortable and rubs his soft spots and walks to Songtaoju.
However, it’s amazing that Songtao is in the direction, and the dusk birds are singing around, and suddenly there is a sen cold voice to extinguish Cang Lan’s footsteps. When I stop, I feel that I will turn my head and look at it, holding my arms and standing Shen Xin.