"I couldn’t find it before, but now I’ve made progress, and you’re a’ paradise’. Even if you lost most of your magical power in the last French era, you can still change your appearance and even imitate your temperament. If you can’t find it, you may really be assassinated."
Lehuatian is also a six-magic-he is second only to other things that can change the world from heaven and body.
Even if the avatar was weakened in the late French era, it could disguise itself as an adult.
And his mind can change, even if he has the intention of killing you, he will feel that he is holding his love for you.
If Li Zhichang didn’t go further, he wouldn’t have seen this happy day.
Bai Susu’s death is a relief.
And Li Zhichang Yuan Shen is still two short ends in this last law era.
He doesn’t want to stay any longer. Getting rid of Lehua Tianhou is the ultimate decisive battle with him.
Le Huatian’s eyes fell as dark as ink, and his sword face was indifferent. "You are good for swordsmen, and if I am unarmed, can you feel at ease if you kill me at this moment?"
His voice is neutral, he can’t recognize the tone of men and women, he is indifferent, and nothing seems to say anything about others.
"I’ve come with a sword for one person and a sword for thousands of people. Killing people is killing people. Why do I have to pretend to feel at ease?"
The sword has been drawn, and white light is better than white snow.
Lehuatian’s eyes narrowed slightly, and it seems that he can’t stand the harsh sword light.
He felt that the unfathomable Taoist seemed to be more sharp.
The so-called sharp-edged is not necessarily a good thing, but it is more appropriate to put Li Zhichang in the body
It seems that Li Zhichang has reached the realm of Mahayana Bodhisattva.
Be hindered by the access to ideas
It’s not about killing, it’s not about killing.
But cut off birth and death and return to chaos
If this kind of mind can’t be proved by Mahayana Bodhisattva and Jin Xiandao, I’m afraid that practitioners throughout the ages can’t prove that realm.
Lehuatian reached out and flicked his hand. As soon as his nails became very long and crystal clear, it seemed like a long steel bar was playing, and the blade of the sword came crashing and ringing.
Nails turn into powder, and the body moves like a ghost.
His posture is very strange, and the sky suddenly falls into the snow, and he can’t see the trajectory and has been doing irregular movements.
Everything has natural laws, but it is not suitable to put it in the microscopic place.
For example, it looks like a solid liquid. If you zoom in several times, you will find that the solid liquid is not connected as a whole, but is composed of several moisture.
These waters collide with each other with unbalanced forces, and they are subjected to different forces at all times, so they make irregular movements.
Lehuatian seems to be a world where flying snow, wind, and gravity are all other things in the gravitational force of celestial bodies.
Let his actions become unpredictable.
No one knows where he will suddenly appear.
This irregularity is precisely the most difficult place to deal with.
Almost weird to the extreme.
Li Zhichang shook up Chang Jian Jian light into a white line.
A sword flying fairy turns simplification into simplification and kills in one direction at will.
This sword inadvertently seems to be like a firm but gentle folding.
Li Zhichang seems to have become a meteorite in heaven and earth, drifting at will with a constant sword. At a certain moment, it met the earth and entered the atmosphere and suddenly became a dazzling meteor.
The meteor flies away but it can leave a deep memory.
Lehuatian’s body suddenly blocked the light from this meteor.
He didn’t escape as if he had hit himself.
Still with an unenforceable look, I didn’t expect Li Zhichang to stab him.
As soon as the sword is closed, the flesh and blood are flying, and it will drown in the snow in an instant. This is a good snow, and you don’t bury yourself if you kill someone.
Li Zhichang whispered, "Even you can’t change your future, and I can see your future, how can you hide?"
Sincerity can be known before.
This is the realm of saints.
The enemy plane with nine swords in Dugu first arrived at this moment to appear so slack.
Li Zhichang’s eyes saw the end of the long river of time through the flying snow, as if a vague figure was sitting on the shore and putting silk fiber on it. Who is the bait and who is the fish?
Chapter 17 Second Yuan Meeting
There are many bridges in the West Lake, but none is more famous than the broken bridge.
Broken bridge is not only a scene, but also a feeling. lady white snake, Xu Xian and broken bridge are also inseparable
Of course, what is more serious is that the broken bridge is not really broken. According to a long time ago, the broken bridge was also called Duanjia Bridge, which may be the origin of the broken bridge.
The fallacy of the world is generally such that the so-called "Huashan" in Baochan Mountain’s travels is called "Huashan"
It seems that a winter’s accumulation of snow has made the scenery of broken bridges perfect.
Lake Bai Causeway is a snow bridge and snow. Only when it freezes, the lake appears as black as ink.
The lake is black, the snow is white, and the black and white contrast makes the world score.
Most of the time, the world is black and white, and black and white points rarely appear. Once they appear, they are particularly conspicuous.
Black and white is the purest color, because the black and white picture drawn by the world of purity is particularly thrilling.
The bridge is lined with white snow, which stands proudly like a mythical fiend, and has its own weather in King’s Landing.