"Where did Purdue Cihang go?" Ning Cai has a directional Li Ran.
"Has arrived in the north counties …"
"North counties …" Ning Caichen low eyebrow meditation North counties and cities Sanchuan county north of a county when calculating if from the north county road Shili county distance just about five or six days.
"Master Purdue Cihangnan, if we are so aggressive, I’m afraid we will startle …"
Chen Gong said that he knew that Ning Caichen was under the slogan of "killing evil spirits on the side of the monarch", and this evil spirit was naturally Purdue Cihang’s monster identity, which was also distributed by them. Now, although he dared not say it all over Liang, more than half of Liang had almost visited Purdue Cihang and could not have failed to receive the news. At this time, he knew that Ning Caichen was coming to Purdue Cihang, probably to avoid Ning Caichen and escape …
"You’re right. It’s not good to startle the old monster, so I’ll go one step ahead alone …" Ning Caichen thought.
"Squeak … giggle … boom …"
As Ning Caichen’s words fell, I heard a whole bone rubbing like a broken ring, which surprised everyone. In the line of sight, Ning Caichen was distracted. The change was still a white suit with the same height, but the face and temperament had undergone qualitative changes. The original handsome facial features became comely, and some paleness gave people the feeling that it was like a weak student. It was not the previous Ning Caichen sample. It was not ugly and more comely.
"Husband?"
Yongle looked at Ning Caichen in a daze. If he didn’t feel Ning Caichen’s familiar breath and familiar eyes, he suspected that it was another person.
"Nothing is a change."
As soon as Ning Caichen laughed, he reached the realm of budo avatar, and his body changed qualitatively. Every inch of his bones and flesh could be controlled and changed, which was as natural as it was easy to change. It was even higher than the general technique, except for people who were particularly familiar with it or people with the same realm, which was almost indistinguishable.
"After I left the barracks, it was not business as usual …" Ning Caichen told several people in Chen Gong.
"Master rest assured …"
Chen Gong several people bow down and say that Ning Caichen means that this is deliberately paralyzing Purdue Cihang.
"yanxiong, I’ll leave it to you if I don’t settle in the barracks." Ning Caichen looked at yanchixia again.
"Rest assured"
Yan Chixia doesn’t talk much, but it’s very real. If he is alone, Ning Caichen really can’t do this. If Purdue Cihang sees through him, he won’t be able to cry. But now he is a big monk like Yan Chixia, and he can feel at ease. Even if there is any emergency, the two sides should not be too far away, and he can arrive at the fastest speed.
"Purdue Cihang, Zhuge Wolong plot don’t appear deviation is good …"
Half an hour later, Ning Caichen left the barracks and changed into a gray Confucian shirt with a dark horse in the direction of Shili County.
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Three days later, when the sun was shining and the autumn wind was bleak, Shili County, a county town located in the middle of Sanchuan County, Ning Caichen took the dark horse to the street …
"Who is this person as if he were a student?" "Maybe where did you come from?" "The last thing I want these days is to have a baby …" "Times are chaotic, alas …"
Ear to point at the back. That’s some people, but they all hide in the street and look at him through the door window. Ning Caichen doesn’t care if he looks at the surrounding scene.
Messy and desolate!
This is the first impression of Ning Caichen. There are almost no pedestrians on the street. The flag of the roadside restaurant was blown off the side. Some house tiles were blown down by the wind and smashed to pieces. The street was covered with dead leaves and weeds. When the wind blew, a scooter was pushed on the street and covered with a mat. As a result, the two bodies inside were blown out by the wind, and their bodies were rotten and stinking.
"Zhumen fair-weather road has frozen bones …"
Ning Caichen couldn’t help thinking of a poem by a poet of the First World.
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"Small two bowls of chaotic noodles …"
Ching Fung and Fu Yuechi sat around a round table in a noodle restaurant on the street.
"Okay, girls, I’ll be right with you."
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