Protagonist Aura

Geng Zhao.

Schrodinger.

And Zhao Zhen, these young members of the Wushu Association.

Almost all of them were pale and emotional.

This time airborne Suzhou and Hangzhou.

I wanted to take advantage of this time to relax and relax.

As for the man behind the scenes that caused the Wuxie Association to disappear more than 30 young handsome men, as long as they stay in Suzhou and Hangzhou, they will show their feet sooner or later.

A peak powerhouse of the four realms.

Add another five realms.

Regardless of the fact that there are only two, the combat effectiveness after joining hands is quite terrifying, and I dare not say that they will fight invincible all over the world and walk sideways.

Besides.

At this level, he is extremely sensitive to external disturbances.

Whether you encounter a low-end martial artist or a well-matched expert, you can catch the wind and catch the shadows and lock the target.

This is why.

Geng Zhao, Xue Ding, after coming to Suzhou and Hangzhou, didn't rush to find the black hand behind the scenes. Instead, he took a leisurely walk in the courtyard, like a horse watching the flowers.

However.

Obviously everything is under control.

However, Dudu ignored it. What if the people who appear are higher than their realm?

"This is unreasonable, why are you so strong?!"

Schröding covered his chest, his hair scattered, and he was desperate.

He can break through the Five Realms, he hasn't had time to show off his style, and he hasn't had the opportunity to show off with his colleagues who have always opposed him in the past.

Now, he was interrupted by a young man who was less than 30 years old.

And only used one finger.

This……

Even if Xue Ding went back without missing a word and reported the truth truthfully, he would be afraid that all his colleagues would cry out and talk about it. This did not exist.

Less than thirty.

The five realms are horizontally pressed, like starting fingers and twisting flowers.

If not personally met.

Xue Ding couldn't believe it in this life. Let alone him, Geng Zhao, who had dealt with Ning Xuanyuan yesterday, also looked like **** in hindsight.

Ning Xuanyuan was so annoyed that he turned his head and made a gesture, pointing at the sky.

Xue Ding was confused.

"In terms of personal strength, I am in the sky and you are underground. Remember that it is you, not just you."

Ning Xuanyuan smiled in the wind.

Can't see the slightest arrogance.

On the contrary, it is unforgettable and unforgettable.

Xue Ding's entire face suddenly swallowed a dead child. What do you mean by that? Could it be that even the chief coach of the Chinese Wushu Association would dare to step on his feet?

"Coincidentally, I happened to step on Pei Xiaotian's head."

Ning Xuanyuan left a sharp look in his eyes.

Step by step.

To the top.

In the original place, a fine golden silk coffin prepared early, waiting quietly for the owner to lie in.

Ning Xuanyuan was alone, squatting on the ground, picking up the bones of his former friends one by one, and then neatly placed them.

He thought about it, spelling out Zhou Ziyang's original appearance, but...incomplete!

Jiang Jinnan, Yang Tai, Shen Jian, Han Zhong, Qi Xiang, five of them put on the linen and Dai Xiao, followed by.

Jiang Jinnan, who has already entered half a century, did not even carry the coffin of his son.

This time, he was carrying the coffin and moving his grave for a young junior who had no blood relationship.

Hiss!

At the critical moment, Jiang Jinnan turned his mind and wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"You Jiang, including the next few, all blood relatives within three generations, I have everything in my hands. Do you dare to die?"

Ning Xuanyuan's words came faintly.

Jiang Jinnan collapsed completely, he laughed miserably, and was in a dilemma. At his age, his face might not be important to maintain his foundation, right?

The fault of one person will hold three generations.

Jiang Jinnan can't bear such infamy, nor dare to bear it.

at this time.

The whole city of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

All sentient beings are eagerly paying attention to the picture projected from the big screen. Qi Xiang trembled and held up the portrait of Zhou Ziyang. His arms trembled and his head was disheveled. People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

The remaining four.

Wearing hemp and filial piety, he began to bow and carried the long strip that crossed the coffin on his shoulders. Because it was too large and heavy, it was still motionless after several attempts.

On both sides of the steps, how many people followed silently, got up, got up.

How much human affection is deep.

Tears rolled down.

Ning Xuanyuan personally untied his uniform, wearing only a black shirt, tied a whole piece of filial piety around his waist, and walked to the coffin. For the rest of your life, you will sleep well here and watch the changes.

"Ning, Brother Ning, let me come."

Zhang Qian ran out of the crowd, wiping his tears.

Lin Tai, the old man, also walked over with Lin Ruolan's support.

"It is unlucky for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person."

Ning Xuanyuan refused Lin Tai's kindness, how could he hurt an old man?

Yuan Shu took advantage of the moment Ning Xuanyuan was about to bend over and squat, grabbed his wrist in time, couldn't bear to say, "General, you are not suitable, I will come!"

Right is in the hands.

Zeng, half of his arm, supporting hundreds of thousands of miles across the country, how can he openly bend over?

"Say away." Ning Xuanyuan stared.

Yuan Shu clenched his teeth and did not let go.

"Let's."

"Yes, let's carry it."

Among the crowd of onlookers below, dozens of young adults suddenly rushed out, without saying anything, carrying the long wood with a firm attitude.

Ning Xuanyuan was stunned.

Hesitant to speak!

Suzhou City.

Every street, every lane, every household, no one responded, all spontaneously opened the windows quietly.

Then, hang a long white cloth on the corner of the window eaves.

The wind blew gently.

See you off sincerely for him and his parents.

Halfway through, another heavy rain fell.

The road is muddy.

That, the young man who was once half-armed and splendid, walked clearly at the forefront of the golden silk coffin, almost alone bearing most of the weight of the coffin.

...

The evening ended.

Weeping and setting sun, the showers are endless.

Ning Xuanyuan sat in a precarious position, standing in front of the desk, holding a black pen in his hand, picked up a spiritual position, and neatly wrote three words, Jiang Jinnan.

A few minutes later.

Jiang Jinnan sat on the threshold of his house, sometimes laughing out of his soul, sometimes crying out loud, holding a spiritual position in his arms, his handwriting was not dry, but the words were shocking.

Tomb of Jiang Sheng Jiang Jinnan!

It turned out that your Ning Xuanyuan and even your spiritual position were prepared by someone Jiang, so attentive.

Ten more minutes.

Qi Xiang was alone, sitting in front of the huge dressing table in the bedroom, trembling and drawing her eyebrows and lips with her hands. She wanted to be decent before leaving.

But, my hands are shaking!

The edge of the dressing table leaned against a spiritual position that had just passed.

Tomb of Qi Nu Qixiang.

Ning's Xuanyuan, give it to you!

After the last spiritual position was delivered to Yang Tai's house from his residence, Ning Xuanyuan gently placed the black pen, and then walked out of the bedroom slowly.

"Tonight, the view is great."

Yuan Shu pinched out the cigarette **** in his hand and said with emotion.

Ning Xuanyuan reached out to receive a few drops of raindrops, hummed, and then ordered, "Tomorrow, an additional 200,000 forbidden troops will gather on the south bank of the Jinling River."

Yuan Shu's eyes were bright, and it was time to go to the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties to take a look. He shrugged his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Wait and wait!"

Ning Xuanyuan carried his hands on his back and looked up at the moon.

The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, in power for a hundred years.

Is the Qin family respected?

"Qin Lie, I will meet you!"

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