Mr. Bai Zhiqiu looked up at the inscription of the inn after driving in the desert for many days without being spotless.

Longmen Inn!
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Another month later
The children crying in Longmen Inn turned out to be the middle-aged daughter of shopkeeper Ye.
The shopkeeper, who has always respected the old man as an immortal, rushed in with his newborn daughter in his arms and asked the Taoist priest to give her a name.
Mr. Bai knows that the old man laughed at the game.
God, a purple dress flashed in the palm of your hand, and bright brilliance emerged.
The young girl in the shopkeeper’s arms smiled when she saw the beautiful purple clothes.
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Leaves the shopkeeper with great satisfaction holding the young daughter assists gently mask the gate.
At that moment, the old man bowed his head kindly.
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Mr. Bai Zhiqiu stood in the courtyard and looked at the two inscriptions silently.
Unexpectedly, in just two months, people came and went in Huangshali, and Longmen Inn added two new graves.
Sixty-year fu
Chapter I Boarding
Ten years ago, Jeannot Dadiandong was devastated by wars and disputes in seven states of Dayan Empire.
On the Great Yan Empire or a place in the Seven States that has not been completely damaged, the city has not been displaced, the people have been exhausted, and heaven has forcibly broken through the sacred punishment of Yanbailou. In the past, Dayan’s territory was even more desolate.
The great stag won the battle to unify the eastern part of the world, and claimed that Dongchu Junze Jade was a virtuous and noble king, which was not admirable. After ten years of hard work, he made great efforts to make the dead smoke fill the eastern part of the world.
Ten years of recuperation, development and governance have made the Eastern Chu territory comparable to hundreds of scenes of Zhong Ling’s splendid prosperity, and those ordinary people have gradually settled down, forgotten their national identity and gradually got used to being called the Eastern Chu.
But the only regrettable thing is that in recent years, the world in the West Mirror has been in turmoil.
The fragmentation of the west and the tearing of many unknown forces have led to the emergence of more and more foreigners.
Those foreigners are restrained and the practice methods are different in this world, which often makes the practitioners in the six-character gate taste the dark loss
Gradually, it seems that people from other countries have a better understanding of the situation on this day, and then they will push their luck and become more and more reckless.
Today, the edge of the mirror has broken the world, and the aliens have penetrated into every corner of the sky. If they are not going out to experience the sword by relying on the Jiange, the Lord of the Silver City will probably restrain Yan Lingwei from crossing the border, and the aliens will even want more.
Therefore, in the past ten years, Jiange Snowstorm Silver City has gradually become an awe-inspiring way in the hearts of the people.
All these two places do not respect and admire extremely.
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The setting sun is shining, and the broad clear water river is sparkling.
Rushing to the ferry in Luohe County, wearing a hat, the young man was about seventeen years old and rushed to see the last merchant ship at a distance. The young man on the shore eagerly shouted, "Boss, Boss, etc."
The boatman at the stern of a three-story merchant ship waved his hand across the distance to show that he could not come.
"Wild …"
"Boss, give me a ride!"
The teenager on the ferry side kept waving like a cat on hot bricks, and he was so anxious that the vendor selling porcelain stalls beside him looked bored.
The peddler glanced at the boy and said, "You should be a practitioner with a knife and have the ability to fly directly here. What’s the point of shouting?"
As soon as the hawker’s voice fell, he was dumbfounded.
The young man who danced in the line of sight really leapt to the merchant ship that set sail. The young man with a knife and a hat waved to him across the river bank as if to thank the peddler for waking up kindly.
The peddler secretly pinched a cold sweat.
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"A good handsome skill must be that the Lord of Snow Silver City is as old as a little boy."
The boatman has been traveling south and north for many years. Although he is not a practitioner in the six-character gate, he is also knowledgeable. When he walks in the rivers and lakes, he will meet many strange people and make some contacts.
"Wild but kill me 13 but also some tinkering around the edges, such as the snow silver city Lord? Whether it’s okay or not! " The teenager who claimed to be thirteen well concealed his proud face.
"Little brother called thirteen?" Asked the boatman
"Liu XIII"
The boy threw his name and lifted the curtain into the cabin of the building.
Leave a suspicious face. The boatman doesn’t know what to say by himself.
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It’s very lively in merchant ships, and it’s just like a real restaurant.
There are as many as 100 people in it.
Look at those practitioners who dress up and walk around the Jianghu, as well as ordinary people who don’t know about Jianghu but are curious about it.
On the first floor of the ship, an elderly traveler said that Mr. Liu Thirteen, a young man who was talking about fun on his own, was listening when he came in. Mr. Liu said that three years ago, the Lord of Snowstorm Silver City fought against 70 foreign powers on the Wei River and slaughtered all the wonderful stories with one sword, and everyone applauded.
Willow 13 also smiled freely and picked up a table and sat down with a knife.
How do you know that his pie mouth smile can make the little girl at the same table unhappy
The little girl looks like she is about thirteen years old. She has a pair of watery eyes and pink porcelain, but her delicate face is definitely a rare beauty embryo.
The little girl stared at Liu Shisan with her eyes turned dull and hostile and said, "What are you laughing at?"
Liu XIII was a little dumbfounded. "Mr. Liu smiled when he said it was excellent."