Book 1 - Chapter 25: The Thundering.
Around is a busy space, filled with timbre.Little Immortal like not hear anything. He is deaf Or rather, the mood is not expressing how.
Each of the girls dance to the rhythm of music.Everybody as fresh as flowers, flexible in every language. Tonight, Anyang the Great organized a celebration for the most elite disciples to participate in the Lac Hong Assembly.
Mood as well as Xiaoling is not very happy.She was like a fire in her heart. She staggered back to stare at Tuoi Tử. Song Mai sitting opposite, her indifferent manner makes the beauty increased. Apparently, she is also struggling in the heart very much.
- I'm very happy today. I congratulate the most elite disciples of Van Tieu, Mau Nghi Giao and Nhat Thanh Mon. - An Duong stood up, holding a cup of wine, his face bright.
- All thanks to your blessing implementation of the policy of security, making Lac Hong talent talents. - The head of Nhat Thanh Mon has a smile, two hands holding wine, glasses.
The head of the disciples listened to all the cups, the mouth shouting: «Holy Supreme Intelligence». An Duong laughed loudly, threw up his neck and drank a cup of wine and a very good mood.
- This time, I hope to find a worthy person to step onto the podium after hundreds of years of interruption. That's the first thing. The second thing is that I want to find a princess who is a full-fledged martial artist. In this round, there are only two pages of son is Ly Anh of Thanh Thanh Mon and the Immortals of the Model of Religion. I put great hope on these two people. - Anya said just pointing fingers both Tuoi Tu and Ly Anh.
Ly Anh, his face is happy, the heart overflow excited feeling. Y is full of confidence will win the Song and into the finals, beat the princess.Ly Anh in silence prayed for the Buddha's name this immortal defeat under the hands of An Ngoc Uyen.
Little Eater is different, face like bee burned, swollen, slightly bent down to look at the bowl, sometimes picking chopsticks to eat food. How could he be happy? If he wins, will not he become a phobia? How to eat with Xia Ling?
- Do you like to pro? - Xia Ling suddenly turned to ask small, confused mood.
- Are not ! - Little Yat answered, hands on the chopsticks.
- So ... - Xiaoling stammered.
Ying-Tzu breathed out to make Xiaoling in the tender. She did not seem to have any desires to sit in the proverbial position. But if he wins, will not he be a royal man? Xiaoling Whisper Anyang great in the heart. Naturally presented this game.
Dizzy 's eyes suddenly popped forward and stopped. On the opposite side, he saw Song Mai looking at him. Seeing the young Immortal look up, Song Mai quickly jerked eyes away, the attitude is still cold as ice.
- I also want to announce a funny story. - Anya the Great smiled, looked to Song Mai and then looked toward Van Thanh, causing him to frown, anxiety.
All stopped, listened attentively Anyang the Great published funny story. The music stopped, the chopsticks also stopped, there was only a silence covering. It seems that one only hears the breath and the sound of the lamps in the palace.
- Mai Khanh has just announced a very funny story. Marriage of the two Mai, An long ago was approved by Mai Mai Mai. - Anyang the great news, radiant face.
Mai Thieu Ky heard it, smiled, slightly bowed ceremony with An Duong. The silence in the room silenced the thunderous applause. All stood up and shouted, "Good evening. It is the same medicine.
Song Mai smiled a faint smile. Her smile was cold and painful. Different from the joyful expression of her father and the king. An Wen sitting next to the king, his face is also reappeared, eyes glanced to Song Mai, looks puzzled. Quickly, he looked at Thanh Ngoc.Thanh Ngoc's expression also changed to a pale color, looking at him in anger. Then she stood up, stepping out. Van Thanh to spit, want to work in the ears to hear a quiet but extremely scary voice:
- Sit silently for me.
The man said, it is the father of Y. Van Thanh silent, sitting like a piece of wood, sigh a little.The heart is like storms surfaced.
Sitting next to Mai Shaoqi, Zhao Tai smiled angrily, a distorted face. Looks like he is not happy about the joy that the emperor just announced. His hands tightened on each other, emerging the green veins are very scary.
- Mai Mai Khanh, Song Mai, Van Thanh. We are about to become a member of the family.This fun, can not drink. - An Duong lift up the cup, surfing eyes look a turn.
Mai Thieu Ky, face bright, raised to see the daughter was up straight, smiled sweetly:
- Thanks to the king! Previously, Song Mai was small, did not understand the whole thing should have refused this marriage. Song Mai thanked the king's blessing for the Mai family.Hope this marriage will make the two houses stick tight.
Suddenly, Mai Thieu United face less fun, quietly stood up, a smile as fresh as before. He did not know what to say. Things that Song Mai said are in the minds of thought and desire, but Mai Mai Shaoqi less fun? In his heart, vaguely aware of the pain that Song Mai is experiencing. Thinking of coming here, Mai Thieu Ky hurriedly looked at Tuoi Tử.
In the depths of the sub-realm, this emotion is chaotic. When An Duong informed him about the bequest, he had a tinnitus gone. Add this kiss again. He should have been glad. But his mood did not understand why it was so messy.The marriage that Van Loc said, is this the case? In the past, how did he face this? Is it purely sentimental?
- What are you doing? - Xiaoling shook him.
The Immortals were startled, the thoughts suddenly vanished. He smiled, saying:
- No, I'm fine. Just thinking miscellaneous.
- Miscellaneous thoughts ? Thinking about becoming a prophylactic? Xiaoling let out an angry voice.
- I ... I ... no ... - Idiotic Tale. I do not know how to explain.
- I know. You really want to do it. Xiaoling hissed, turning around without looking at him, causing the whole body trembling, to say something but stopped. He sighed for a moment.
- Little Eight! Tomorrow's game, the princess hopes you will be strong enough to hold on to the five innings. Hope that the Methodology of Kindness will help you all - Suddenly, the princess brought up a cup of wine, pointed at Little Immortal, her voice was full of impatience.
The Immortals have not yet opened their mouths, have seen Xia Ling standing up, eyes shot out a few angry rage, in the heart of the princess dare dare to contempt the practice of Maui Teachings. He also brought a scornful voice to the Impala.
- Star ? What do you want? - Nine princess eyes contempt, looking toward the Ling.
Hong Van Tien Tu risked, hurriedly pull her daughter hand, she stood up, smiled peacefully:
- Nine Princess! Xiaoling has long listened to the famous Cuu Hong. Just a fan favorite should be invited to a princess only.
Nine princess laughter smile, lift up the cup, heading to Ling, do not say anything, just a jaw.
Xiaoling in the heart extremely angry, but thought of the body then slowly take up the cup, take the ceremony. Do not say anything, head back to drink a fresh breath. Nine princess laughing up, also sliced off the wine.Impatient face distorted, look at the two women duel wine, in the heart of misery.
- Hey Little Idiot! You have not yet drunk with the princess. Tomorrow I will not hold hands or love, remember. - The princess pour another cup, toward the immortal.
The Immortals sat upright, holding up anger in their hearts. His face changed into a scary look.Slowly, Little Idol raised the cup, drank and then smiled saying:
- Nine princesses! Tomorrow we will also be the best of the Kind of Education Teachers Princess. Hope that will be a worthy opponent of the princess.
- Said that great. - An Duong the Great interjected with a great laugh.
He reached for him, slamming his shoulders with his cheek, his voice excited.
"I hope you can beat the princess. Let it less pride, despise others. I have to play with two hundred percent strength.
- The god of obedience. - The Little Prince bowed, his eyes suddenly glowing with a sense of extreme aggression. The blood in his body moved like a storm.
At this point, Little Immortal is no longer thinking of whether to become a proverb or a desire, but to teach the princess a lesson.Xiaoling see his form, suddenly shivered.Looks like, this is not the Little Immortal that she knows.
Party meal of Anya the Great that day, each one a different mood. He is happy, happy.People think lung. Someone whispered in his heart. The music tapped von, subservient to the laughter said, praise. A picture full of mood and color is spread out before the eyes.
... thunder ... The thunder on high signaling a day of competition is not very favorable. From the morning light, the sun was covered by stratum clouds. The wind blows from the four sides, making the flying flags fly. The scene seems very dreary.
The main entrance to the tournament area is guarded very secretly by the Imperial Guard.On top of the tower, the armored divisions also hovered hoarsely, their gaze scanning the four directions of the eight directions. In the past, these two armies made the victory for Anyang the great.
On the sixth floor of the Nine Tombs, Zhao Tai and Pham Manh Ho were standing there, eyeing them around, watching the two armies deploy the guards.
An empty gong, the contestants quietly step up the largest crowd in the middle of the square.These footsteps, all hidden in their own private.
Xiaoling go after Sub-Real. She looked at him.Watch his appearance from behind. Do not understand, his expression now.
Above the temple, the princess stood there waiting. Her arrogance is still the same. Still look contempt for Little Immortal. He saw, in a blaze a desire to kill endless. Do not understand whether the evil in his body is strong or not? Since the banquet last night until now, Little Immortal as another human. To the room he closed the door, not to anyone, including the Ling. He did not know what to say to her.
When six people were present on the railing, the judges stood up to announce:
- The first match of the day, Song Mai of Van Tieng against Ly Anh of Thanh Nhat Mon.
Barriers ... The constant applause from the bottom resounded. Song Mai turns to look at Ly Anh. He looks very confident. She smiled a little smile and stepped to her place.
Ly Anh is also facing the opposite position.The god of health shines with great confidence.The rest are invited to leave the compound, to an easy-to-see location below.
The judges turned on the stage, watching An Duong the great. He nodded slightly, immediately shouting at the referee: «The match starts».
Strange ... Strange ... Strange .... oh! - In the end, in the eyes of Ly Anh was attacked. It seems he is trying to win, without saying anything.
Dozens of rays of brown light roared from his big blade as fast as electricity flashed toward Song Mai.
As fast as cutting, Song Mai's body vibrates slightly, but only draw an arc into space. Bau Van Hoa flicked out of the bag, emitting a sound «xoeng» sharp. When leaving, the space suddenly blossomed brightly, fragrant fragrant fly away to make the audience ecstatic.
- It is true that the sword is unique. Plum is a good choice. - An Duong plate compliment to make Mai Shao Qi people light ceremony ceremony.
Blossom ... A huge white, huge, incredible, front of Song Mai like a giant shield. The petals outstretched as arrogant, as the challenge of gas guns are rumbling to.
Beams ... roar ... roar .... Air blades are blocked to block the road, the rays caused the flowers to shake, the fire flicker appeared, Song Mai step back three steps, the body slightly shake.The attack of Ly Anh, decided not trivial at all.
When Song Mai backed up three steps, Ly Anh as fast as cutting, bouncing people to raise a few trượng, his body swinging in silence, but only the line in front of a sign. The blade was as directed, suddenly spinning like a rotor, surrounded by a gas thanks to the straight forward.
... the bar screamed, threw up to splash the flowers that make it light up and then flickered into thousands of light shining, into the air and then shut down later. No longer guard shield, sword to launch into the Song Mai.
Choang ... Not yet reached Song Mai, the knife was knocked out by Bau Van Hoa Kiem. On high, Ly Anh saw that, frowning frown, sniffing, a whole body moving shivers, rushed straight. Just down, immediately turn the sword back, lying in his hand y. Both men and the lightning radiant, attacked the attack.
Song Mai feel the danger, know the opponent will beat as much as a hand swing, the sword also flicked to the side. She reached up beautiful hands, slightly grabbed the sword, screaming an hour, the body suddenly dim, the one in front of Ly Anh.
Choang ... choang choang .... The violent sound of the crash resounded with the sparks coming out. Below is a silent covering. All of them were nervous watching each match.
The two sides are close, the development of the great sword, when the work is brave, unparalleled, at the same time sure to reassure thousands of years. It is difficult to say who is better.
Ly Anh used the best of the Thanh Thanh Mon, which is superior in melee, hit by the speed so fast, Song Mai did not have time to perform the technical skills of Van Tieu. She is not hard on the outside, but if it lasts, the strength will be severely broken.
Rushing, Song Mai swing sword, cutting a couple more than two dozen optical ray just launched. This gas thief had been chopped up and flared around Song Mai, causing the surrounding area to be surrounded by smoke.From the distance, Ly Anh smirked a smile and suddenly swung his arms, straightening the blade to the smoke.
The brave brave bar force van bursting, the whole body glowed, hiding the form of a brave fish.
- Ma Ung! - The chancellor on stage slightly exclaimed. Dinh Ba Toan sitting next to me so smiled, very excited. This is one of the thirteen tricks of the Maestro Tam Thuc, martial arts top level of the most Qingmen.
... A flash of lightning flashes in the smoke, like thunder in the clouds. Disciples of Diligence Tense eye nerves monitor static in the smoke.Responding is a scary silence.
Li Anh stood outside, his body moving, he waited anxiously. Opponent of Ly Anh, unknown status after the attack.
The smoke fades, fades but still can not see what is inside. Rush. A flash of light flashed, flashing back, toward Ly Anh. Y changes as fast as four steps back, two hands clenched together, forming an assertion, raised to the chest, shouting: «Household».
A sudden gas spiral appeared in front of him like a solid patio. Often, the incoming light, suddenly stopped in the middle of the vortex, just hanging there, like to penetrate but not how to move up.
Ồ ...! - Underneath, disciples Van Spit breathing out one hour and suddenly clap fence. The thing that had just been blocked, trying to launch the attack, was Ly Anh.
Dinh Ba Toan saw that, from the attitude of joy, turned into anxiety alone. Ba Tung stood beside her eyes narrowly. It seems they both realize, Li Yin is not rival of Song Mai.
Ly Anh growled like a hungry tiger, shrugged one, jumped around behind the sword, reached out to grab the handle. The whole body shakes up, softly forward as the dangling of his towing away.
When Li Yin regained control of the knife is also the smoke behind him to disappear. Li Yin feel cold back, like someone is behind, slowly look. When he turned his back to take back the knife, he accidentally revealed a fatal loopholes. It seems he does not have time to turn his back to support if the opponent out of the way.
But, behind Ly Anh, when the smoke disappears, there is no way to hit nor see the shadow of Song Mai. Li He turned around, swinging aim. In front of him is a vast space.
The tiny flowers, slowly falling around Ly Anh. Y looked around impatiently. Thousands of tiny dots, the shape of the beautiful flowers.The petals twirled in the air, softly landing on the ground. Every time a flower touches the ground, it glows beautifully and then grows.
On top of that, Song Mai is like a fairy, dancing in beautiful looking lines. Each time the horizontal line is silent or surfing in vain, it shakes slightly, releasing hundreds of tiny flowers, gently falling under the snowflakes.
The fountain is like a flower garden is blooming. Ly Anh as a poet, stupid stand in the middle of the flower garden. But if you look closely, the flowers under Ly Anh's feet, each pointed up as a sharp nose, shimmering shining.
Above the stage, slightly changed, the white light with a bearded white beard, eyes full of provocative look to the father and son Dinh.The head of the most Thanh Mon Monsters face is very angry, the eyes do not emit angry ray. Dinh Ba Tung standing beside his father, his hands clenched, teeth clenched into his lips as if only a little more energy, the blood will burst into the blood.
- Bach Match is a true match name. - An Duong great emperor compliment plate, eyes glued to the battle that Song Mai has just shown.
- Bach Hoi Match? - The princess just looked at the question lightly.
- It's correct ! In the old times when Bai Zidong made the sword that brought the great martial arts of the Van Hoa is the Battle of the sword to the sword into the sword. It can be said that his sister-in-law, in addition to using the proficiency of Luu Tieu, also inherited the legacy of Van Hoa. - Anya the Great explained slowly.
- His Majesty is the knowledge of advertising, wisdom. - Mai Thieu Ky slightly bowed, softly said.
Ly Anh said stunned, standing in the middle of the forest white flowers. The fragrance emits a chill that makes him feel like he no longer wants to fight. Ly Anh's eyes are like a romantic dream, some happy and happy.
Dinh Ba Tung saw so frowning, screaming large:
- Physician! What do you do? Was this battle so engrossing?
Ly Anh heard that suddenly as suddenly awake, the body slightly vibrate, the concentration of traffic, Dinh Ba Toan head roar interrupted:
- If you want the whole network do not move.Combat Arms will automatically attack if there is any movement.
- Chief of the subject! The disciples competed, why are the tips so? - said Tien Van Tien sarcastically.
- Grandma ... - Dinh Ba Toan red gloves, but do not turn up a curse sentence.
- It seems that you should learn the psychiatric increase, self-defeating for the disciples, avoid a more tragic outcome. - Pink Van Tien Tu smirked slightly, throwing a scornful smile.
Dinh Ba Toan flicked back on his head, attempting to open his mouth to say something but refrained, his hand clenched into the arm of the chair, causing it to scream.
- Damned ! Am I afraid of you - Ly Anh screamed, shrugged his head straight up, aiming at Song Mai performing dance.
Dinh Ba Toan saw the disciples sent out way, suddenly in the heart of a flood of feelings of loss, disappointment. His eyes suddenly closed, hands up, patted a brush on the forehead, mouth melt «Ngu xuan».
Li Anh has just launched a man off the ground.The garden of florid flowers shimmering beneath suddenly bright brilliance. The wing turned into a swordsmith, rushed up. The raspberry gas spread out four directions with charming scent, dye the whole space.
Just hear the banging of the ears. The beauty replaced initially by the cold, violent look of gas. The angels, like the angels, transform themselves into a kind of demon killer in a flash. This beauty, fascinating death eight hundred years ago has made the name of a bizarre Zu Zi and accidental, making a hostess Van Hoa that when it comes, both the sect and the evil cult. be afraid.
Li Anh, of course, can not be as fast as the gas being launched to cover the body. Y like a person with electric shock, whole body numbness, gradually fall into a dream full of ghosts. Y is not resigned. The highest skill of the Maitreya Tam Thuc is the Ultimate Power.The old man who made the name of the head of Dinh Ba Toan, he has not yet developed that suffered a tragic end like this? But, apparently he can no longer grow great dread, show off the top level of the most Thanh Nhat. Y sank slowly, sinking into a coma.
- The gas damage but not affect life. Take a few weeks off. - A judge said quietly to the next.
This man looked at Ly Anh, who was lying down on the floor, glaring at Song Mai who was piercing straight into the shell, standing up, shouting:
- Song Mai of Van Tieu in the final.
... fence ... barriers .... The constant applause rang out, cheer for Song Mai. She glanced across the stage, looked up at Anyang the Great and the chiefs, bowed slightly and then turned back to the Dragon Palace, where the position was arranged to rest in Long.
The Immortal looked at her silhouette, sighed slowly and slowly shook her head. She won, in the final, is about to become a princess, why not happy? Did he really have anything to do with her?
- Are you sad? Xiaoling got up from the seat, took a breath, asked before stepping into the box.
- Ta ...- Little Idiot stammered, looked up to Little Linh, she had gone away from him then.
«I'm sad? I do not even understand myself. Are you sad or are you happy? »I did not laugh in my heart, I do not know why this farm again.But, he had a feeling that was very familiar and strange for Song Mai. He does not know, can not explain. Those, like sledgehammer, day and night at the beginning, torture him not only.
- The second battle, Xiaoling of Suspicion Patterns and Light of the Rainbow. Two players immediately on the pitch, preparing to play. - A great shout shouted.
Ra ... fence ... The clap clap again loudly. The two elite sisters of the two top factions Lac Hong mainland fight together. Indeed, it is impossible to contemplate. In the previous battle, Xiaoling played Ice Quest, which was planted in the heart of the crowd of similarities is not small at all.
- You say, these two beauties, who will win? - A spectator looked beside him, asking his friends.
The friend nodded slightly, eyes do not leave the two women are standing on the railing.Was one moment, he whispered:
- Van Text Search.
- We think the Model of Religion. - The other confirmed.
- So I'm with you to bet?
- OK ! Fish is fish.
As the sun slowly receded to noon, the morning gloom suddenly vanished away. Last sunlight flooded throughout the square, gold dyed out the temple, citadel. Some gusts of light blew away, causing the leaves to flutter on the ground.
Standing in the stands, the red-haired slacks let go of the colorful umbrellas, separating the white skin like chickens from the sun. The boys talk about the game over, the beautiful women of the Model of Religion, the Target. But more, perhaps the story of the last duel between Little Eight and Jerry Pink princess.Throughout the story is a little jealousy. The metamorphosis of Sam Nghi, unexpectedly stood before the great opportunity to become a proverb. Some laughed, firm voice: "Metamorphosis, how to win the Princess Nine? ». Surrounded by the sound, slamming his thighs, excited excitement: «Right, right.Then he will be sent to the princess for tan.Looks out the number of princess has not got her husband.
On the Niu tower, Zhao Tai squinted to avoid sunlight, glance at a round, pay attention to Chim Lac floating in the air, printing the ball down the rock floor. His light turned to look at the key positions held by the Guardians. His attitude is very strange, as someone is plotting something terrible.
Pham Manh Hau stood by, saw so quietly asked:
- Million great people see what is wrong?
Zhao was startled, turned to:
- Just worried about security for the congress only. Is the Tigers so secure? I'm afraid of the spear, the hackers in the wrong.
With a laugh, General Phạm looked down at him, letting go of confidence:
- The great peace of mind, the brave heroic brave war, the support of Luo Dieu Quan, we do not believe any one dare to do. Moreover, the lower tower as east as the Assembly, robbery clown dare what the story dare.
- The sergeant finds peace of mind, we also worry less. - Zhao Tai nodded, step into the room, leaving Pham Manh Hanh standing alone.
On the hail, Anh Nguyet and Xiaoling were in position. Both standing opposite each other, silent not say. Everyone's eyes look at the opponent, mood is not clear what else.
- Second match, start. - The judge shouted. A silent school filled the square. All the audience was silent.
They both looked at each other silently, not knowing what was going on. Are they waiting for the opponent to hand over?
A long, heavy sound of steel. Accompany it with the murmuring like a fierce stream.Underneath the excitement.
The blue circle as the water from the back light Yue lines up a beautiful optical direction, spinning in the air. Shui Shui has left the bag.
Immediately, in response to the sound, a sharpening of the echoes resounded at the same time. Again a pure optical line sliced into space, fluttering above the head of Xiaoling.Thanh Long is also ready to welcome.
Two swords stuck to the nothingness of the blue water. Apparently, they are as intimidating as the two owners.
- It turned out she was the one who robbed the sister of the sister. - Anh Nguyet lightly shook, glancing at a little Linh Linh then let go.
Xiaoling frowned slightly, looking back at the Moonlight, also curled lips replied:
- Hu! That robbery, what about? What do you want to do from the head to the disciple? Good use of the loot again.
- As you say. - Anh Nguyet suddenly smiled smile, whole body slightly backward, but only suddenly pointing to the Linh.
Shui Shui Swing on the air was intense, only in the blink of an eye has shot down ten degrees of cold air as ice.
Xiaoling not suddenly, immediately flicked hands. Thanh Long shook slightly, in front of the sudden appearance of the iceberg so high.Take off the gas to meet the icebergs emit the screams.
Ten of the sword to destroy the mountain slashed ice crushed, shot out of the sides of the stone with a fist, slightly cold rolled up like smoke. The smoke broke through the broken pieces of ice.
The light of the moon, shrugged a fly to grab the sword, the dance soaring on the silent. A raindrops rumbling down. Welding gas cool bones. Image flashing, fast as lightning, drawn into nothing blue circle, body Anh Nguyet hidden in the sword. Just the speed, so fast.
Xiaoling saw that, the contempt of contempt opponents also immediately dissolved. She just turned up nothing, Thanh Long find bright shine, launch in front, the whirlwind as fast, heroic bravely intercepted the image is falling down.
Raging image roaring to, the Dragon sword sword to the side to create a very beautiful scene. The crowd around them, panic avoid the gas sword was beaten, very miserable situation.
Anyang sitting on the stage watching the audience miserably swear, suddenly laughed up ha ha, seems very refreshing. Some of the audience, dressed in swords, panicked and jumped out of the seats to make the princess laugh.
This situation took place at a time, Anh Nguyet attacked not to lose weight, eyes look down, beautiful body floating in space.
Xiaoling see opponents stop attacking also posture, stand as standing as challenge. Thien Long pretended to bobble in front. The air rises like a string.
- Your sword is quite good. Xiaoling said.
- You do not need praise. Let me show you the benefits. - Anh Nguyet as insulted, full body blaze up light, swinging down the sword.
- You want the sword. Let me go. Xiaoling reached out and grabbed his swords, shrugged his shoulders in the light of the moonlight.
Choang ... choang ... .... echoes sound dizzy, two images moving as fast as electricity, output sword, sword look just enough dizzy enough.
Both Anh Nguyệt and Tiểu Linh are both moving and attacking at super fast speed so basically can not see clearly the body and way out. The spectators saw only two brilliant radiant lines vom swam away on the bed, accompanied by the shadow swing.
- Both of them with the speed of respect. In a blink of an eye, you can produce dozens of unpredictable virtual variables. Fortunately, talented people. - Anyang looks admirably, watching closely.
Suddenly, there was a sigh, Hong Van Tien Tu looked through the White Chief, see the face is not very happy.
- Sister ! What are you doing? - White Cloud asked the small.
- It is teasing the opponent. Basically, she is not her opponent - Hong Van answered, in the eyes can not hide the joy, in contrast to the Virgin Mary.
On the temptation, the speed of the move and the output of the output is increasingly frightening. Only listen to the space buzzing the sound of the sword, the sound of guns.Both fight with speed should make the wind whip out four sides. The audience suffers from suffering because the image is now the wind blowing clothes, hair. In the stands, close to the floor of the game are deserted because everyone was out behind all.
- Do you despise me? - Anh Nguyet hissed angrily, continued to maneuver the gas, swinging swords banging to the edge.
Xiaoling does not say, just smirking lips, straighten the move at the same speed, blocking all the opponent's sword. She did not want to make a counterattack.
Keng ... A dry sound, the whole room silent.The swords swiveled in midair, like the unmanned kite, plugged one into the audience.Male audience cross-section no longer bloody blood, watching the sword swung into his chair, between the legs, slightly shake slightly.Just a little bit, he became a eunuch.
This sword, blue tongue like water, sculptures a gentle stream flowing from the foreman to the blade. Every one of them has a star pattern.Look closely, it is precisely in the sky inscribed.That is the Sunflowers School of Light Moon.
Above all, the two rivals also stopped. Xiao Ling's face was triumphant, pointing out the Dragon in front of him. Swords swing slightly.The nose of the sword is about a inch, it is the beautiful face of the Moonlight is red.
A small whisper softly on all four sides. The audience whispered each other: "Why not hand?".
- Exporting. - Anh Nguyệt said, eyes without fear or flinch.
Rushing, the sound is not horizontal. Down under the roar, dashing, dashing. Xia Ling turned to his side, slightly backward, the optical still looking straight at the opponent.
- Do you give up? Want to continue to get the sword.
Anh Nguyet turned to look at Luu Thuy, seeking a sense of indignation in her heart.Taking a deep breath, Ligh slowly stretched out his hand, glowing, glowing, and launched.The audience is green phen. Y stood up and ran away. An audience standing, see the space rushed to sit down. Y put his butt on the seat was popping up, like sitting on the pillow, face look up panic: "What water is this?".
- So you want to continue? - Xiaoling smirked, scurrying swing sword.
Anh Nguyet said nothing, his hands clenched tightly to the sword, a shrug, one shot, straight up more than ten trượng. Her body swung in silence without backing her neck, taking a deep breath and slowly straightening her sword.
At this time, heaven and earth suddenly silent, only heard the soft breath of light above the Moon. Xiao Ling standing on the railing, looking up at the opponent, in the heart seems to guess the incident. She rushed up, waiting.
- Xiaoling! This time, I will do my best. You must also. - Anh Nguyet said down.
Linh heard this, smiling, also collected in the air, standing opposite Anh Nguyet. They looked at each other with a very concentrated gaze.
- OK! We fight hard. Xiaoling nodded.
Anh Nguyet smiled lightly, putting his power directly into his sword, arrogantly aiming at the sky, raised his face slightly reading:
- Five decisive character of the head; Atrial fibrillation atrial lung; The commanding officer of the people; .
Root, the optical direction of bright colors from the long shot in the swarm of roaring up, twisting together to create the horrible roar.
Heaven and earth are spinning hoarse voice of thunder, dark clouds from where blown away in the blink of an eye. Light flashes, horizontal lines are silent. Hurricanes hissed wildly.
A roar sounded blue sky echo. From the five five actions, giant dragon appeared in the middle of the floor, the whole body color of the water, shimmering, beautiful. Rushing ... ebbing ... eh ... eh ... Thundercloud flickered into the body of the dragon made it as it was more power, backed up the neck to heaven and earth.
Yeah ... oh ...! Recall the way of the direction of the target. - Underneath the dash.
Xiaoling is standing opposite Anh Nguyet, about ten more than a trượng, body slightly wobble because of hurricane. She looked at the beautiful dragon is swishing the claw, in the eyes shot a few excited.
As lightning flashes, Xiaoling hurried forward, his eyes closed, his mouth murmuring read:
- Korean natural gas, transformed into ice, leading gas incarnation, love the ghost.
Um ... buh ... buh ... buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Wind from the ground up. Wind from high above, fence like storm. Space suddenly goes through an icy winter.
The body of Lightning flashed. A cold light, full of ice, grows bigger and bigger, until a beautiful illusion appears in the sky. Image of an icy fairy.
Underneath, a white color of snow fell over the ruins. The name of the audience, co ro sat close together, head still looked up, in the heart of the fans. A guy in a luggage wrapped in a cotton shirt, dressed under the cravings of the next. Y dressed up, raised his head up, laughing strangely:
- Learning from the experience when watching her mother model is to wear a dress shirt, or die from cold.
A majestic scene is showing in front of everyone. In the middle of the sky dyed a demonic color, beautiful forehead against the majestic dragon. Both of them emit pressure, causing space seems to be distorted at all.
The people in Long Long City, panic when looking towards the palace, saw between heaven a fairy appeared and a giant sandal, glaring confronted with each other.
Observing the jumble of civilians, from inside a tea house, male attender dressed as a wizard wandering outside, looking up, suddenly the god of change, became extremely panic. The whole body of thorns, the mouth of the bar:
- Dai disorder, Lac Hong great disorder.
In the middle of the street, there was a wizard crossing pathetic, the people stopped looking, surrounded him, pale face, asking:
- What the hell?
Wizard, face is still distorted, looking towards the tower, letting a voice as mournful wailing:
In the past, when An Duong pulled troops to liberate into Long Long, in a small village near Lake Vang Truong split into a large tree. Some people see the words show up.
- The word thunder, say soon. - The crowd was upset, waiting anxiously.
- Fairy, long confrontation, demon spirits re-export, galaxy disorder. - The wizard screams. END=NAM MO SAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTENMENT.VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.18/6/2018.
Each of the girls dance to the rhythm of music.Everybody as fresh as flowers, flexible in every language. Tonight, Anyang the Great organized a celebration for the most elite disciples to participate in the Lac Hong Assembly.
Mood as well as Xiaoling is not very happy.She was like a fire in her heart. She staggered back to stare at Tuoi Tử. Song Mai sitting opposite, her indifferent manner makes the beauty increased. Apparently, she is also struggling in the heart very much.
- I'm very happy today. I congratulate the most elite disciples of Van Tieu, Mau Nghi Giao and Nhat Thanh Mon. - An Duong stood up, holding a cup of wine, his face bright.
- All thanks to your blessing implementation of the policy of security, making Lac Hong talent talents. - The head of Nhat Thanh Mon has a smile, two hands holding wine, glasses.
The head of the disciples listened to all the cups, the mouth shouting: «Holy Supreme Intelligence». An Duong laughed loudly, threw up his neck and drank a cup of wine and a very good mood.
- This time, I hope to find a worthy person to step onto the podium after hundreds of years of interruption. That's the first thing. The second thing is that I want to find a princess who is a full-fledged martial artist. In this round, there are only two pages of son is Ly Anh of Thanh Thanh Mon and the Immortals of the Model of Religion. I put great hope on these two people. - Anya said just pointing fingers both Tuoi Tu and Ly Anh.
Ly Anh, his face is happy, the heart overflow excited feeling. Y is full of confidence will win the Song and into the finals, beat the princess.Ly Anh in silence prayed for the Buddha's name this immortal defeat under the hands of An Ngoc Uyen.
Little Eater is different, face like bee burned, swollen, slightly bent down to look at the bowl, sometimes picking chopsticks to eat food. How could he be happy? If he wins, will not he become a phobia? How to eat with Xia Ling?
- Do you like to pro? - Xia Ling suddenly turned to ask small, confused mood.
- Are not ! - Little Yat answered, hands on the chopsticks.
- So ... - Xiaoling stammered.
Ying-Tzu breathed out to make Xiaoling in the tender. She did not seem to have any desires to sit in the proverbial position. But if he wins, will not he be a royal man? Xiaoling Whisper Anyang great in the heart. Naturally presented this game.
Dizzy 's eyes suddenly popped forward and stopped. On the opposite side, he saw Song Mai looking at him. Seeing the young Immortal look up, Song Mai quickly jerked eyes away, the attitude is still cold as ice.
- I also want to announce a funny story. - Anya the Great smiled, looked to Song Mai and then looked toward Van Thanh, causing him to frown, anxiety.
All stopped, listened attentively Anyang the Great published funny story. The music stopped, the chopsticks also stopped, there was only a silence covering. It seems that one only hears the breath and the sound of the lamps in the palace.
- Mai Khanh has just announced a very funny story. Marriage of the two Mai, An long ago was approved by Mai Mai Mai. - Anyang the great news, radiant face.
Mai Thieu Ky heard it, smiled, slightly bowed ceremony with An Duong. The silence in the room silenced the thunderous applause. All stood up and shouted, "Good evening. It is the same medicine.
Song Mai smiled a faint smile. Her smile was cold and painful. Different from the joyful expression of her father and the king. An Wen sitting next to the king, his face is also reappeared, eyes glanced to Song Mai, looks puzzled. Quickly, he looked at Thanh Ngoc.Thanh Ngoc's expression also changed to a pale color, looking at him in anger. Then she stood up, stepping out. Van Thanh to spit, want to work in the ears to hear a quiet but extremely scary voice:
- Sit silently for me.
The man said, it is the father of Y. Van Thanh silent, sitting like a piece of wood, sigh a little.The heart is like storms surfaced.
Sitting next to Mai Shaoqi, Zhao Tai smiled angrily, a distorted face. Looks like he is not happy about the joy that the emperor just announced. His hands tightened on each other, emerging the green veins are very scary.
- Mai Mai Khanh, Song Mai, Van Thanh. We are about to become a member of the family.This fun, can not drink. - An Duong lift up the cup, surfing eyes look a turn.
Mai Thieu Ky, face bright, raised to see the daughter was up straight, smiled sweetly:
- Thanks to the king! Previously, Song Mai was small, did not understand the whole thing should have refused this marriage. Song Mai thanked the king's blessing for the Mai family.Hope this marriage will make the two houses stick tight.
Suddenly, Mai Thieu United face less fun, quietly stood up, a smile as fresh as before. He did not know what to say. Things that Song Mai said are in the minds of thought and desire, but Mai Mai Shaoqi less fun? In his heart, vaguely aware of the pain that Song Mai is experiencing. Thinking of coming here, Mai Thieu Ky hurriedly looked at Tuoi Tử.
In the depths of the sub-realm, this emotion is chaotic. When An Duong informed him about the bequest, he had a tinnitus gone. Add this kiss again. He should have been glad. But his mood did not understand why it was so messy.The marriage that Van Loc said, is this the case? In the past, how did he face this? Is it purely sentimental?
- What are you doing? - Xiaoling shook him.
The Immortals were startled, the thoughts suddenly vanished. He smiled, saying:
- No, I'm fine. Just thinking miscellaneous.
- Miscellaneous thoughts ? Thinking about becoming a prophylactic? Xiaoling let out an angry voice.
- I ... I ... no ... - Idiotic Tale. I do not know how to explain.
- I know. You really want to do it. Xiaoling hissed, turning around without looking at him, causing the whole body trembling, to say something but stopped. He sighed for a moment.
- Little Eight! Tomorrow's game, the princess hopes you will be strong enough to hold on to the five innings. Hope that the Methodology of Kindness will help you all - Suddenly, the princess brought up a cup of wine, pointed at Little Immortal, her voice was full of impatience.
The Immortals have not yet opened their mouths, have seen Xia Ling standing up, eyes shot out a few angry rage, in the heart of the princess dare dare to contempt the practice of Maui Teachings. He also brought a scornful voice to the Impala.
- Star ? What do you want? - Nine princess eyes contempt, looking toward the Ling.
Hong Van Tien Tu risked, hurriedly pull her daughter hand, she stood up, smiled peacefully:
- Nine Princess! Xiaoling has long listened to the famous Cuu Hong. Just a fan favorite should be invited to a princess only.
Nine princess laughter smile, lift up the cup, heading to Ling, do not say anything, just a jaw.
Xiaoling in the heart extremely angry, but thought of the body then slowly take up the cup, take the ceremony. Do not say anything, head back to drink a fresh breath. Nine princess laughing up, also sliced off the wine.Impatient face distorted, look at the two women duel wine, in the heart of misery.
- Hey Little Idiot! You have not yet drunk with the princess. Tomorrow I will not hold hands or love, remember. - The princess pour another cup, toward the immortal.
The Immortals sat upright, holding up anger in their hearts. His face changed into a scary look.Slowly, Little Idol raised the cup, drank and then smiled saying:
- Nine princesses! Tomorrow we will also be the best of the Kind of Education Teachers Princess. Hope that will be a worthy opponent of the princess.
- Said that great. - An Duong the Great interjected with a great laugh.
He reached for him, slamming his shoulders with his cheek, his voice excited.
"I hope you can beat the princess. Let it less pride, despise others. I have to play with two hundred percent strength.
- The god of obedience. - The Little Prince bowed, his eyes suddenly glowing with a sense of extreme aggression. The blood in his body moved like a storm.
At this point, Little Immortal is no longer thinking of whether to become a proverb or a desire, but to teach the princess a lesson.Xiaoling see his form, suddenly shivered.Looks like, this is not the Little Immortal that she knows.
Party meal of Anya the Great that day, each one a different mood. He is happy, happy.People think lung. Someone whispered in his heart. The music tapped von, subservient to the laughter said, praise. A picture full of mood and color is spread out before the eyes.
... thunder ... The thunder on high signaling a day of competition is not very favorable. From the morning light, the sun was covered by stratum clouds. The wind blows from the four sides, making the flying flags fly. The scene seems very dreary.
The main entrance to the tournament area is guarded very secretly by the Imperial Guard.On top of the tower, the armored divisions also hovered hoarsely, their gaze scanning the four directions of the eight directions. In the past, these two armies made the victory for Anyang the great.
On the sixth floor of the Nine Tombs, Zhao Tai and Pham Manh Ho were standing there, eyeing them around, watching the two armies deploy the guards.
An empty gong, the contestants quietly step up the largest crowd in the middle of the square.These footsteps, all hidden in their own private.
Xiaoling go after Sub-Real. She looked at him.Watch his appearance from behind. Do not understand, his expression now.
Above the temple, the princess stood there waiting. Her arrogance is still the same. Still look contempt for Little Immortal. He saw, in a blaze a desire to kill endless. Do not understand whether the evil in his body is strong or not? Since the banquet last night until now, Little Immortal as another human. To the room he closed the door, not to anyone, including the Ling. He did not know what to say to her.
When six people were present on the railing, the judges stood up to announce:
- The first match of the day, Song Mai of Van Tieng against Ly Anh of Thanh Nhat Mon.
Barriers ... The constant applause from the bottom resounded. Song Mai turns to look at Ly Anh. He looks very confident. She smiled a little smile and stepped to her place.
Ly Anh is also facing the opposite position.The god of health shines with great confidence.The rest are invited to leave the compound, to an easy-to-see location below.
The judges turned on the stage, watching An Duong the great. He nodded slightly, immediately shouting at the referee: «The match starts».
Strange ... Strange ... Strange .... oh! - In the end, in the eyes of Ly Anh was attacked. It seems he is trying to win, without saying anything.
Dozens of rays of brown light roared from his big blade as fast as electricity flashed toward Song Mai.
As fast as cutting, Song Mai's body vibrates slightly, but only draw an arc into space. Bau Van Hoa flicked out of the bag, emitting a sound «xoeng» sharp. When leaving, the space suddenly blossomed brightly, fragrant fragrant fly away to make the audience ecstatic.
- It is true that the sword is unique. Plum is a good choice. - An Duong plate compliment to make Mai Shao Qi people light ceremony ceremony.
Blossom ... A huge white, huge, incredible, front of Song Mai like a giant shield. The petals outstretched as arrogant, as the challenge of gas guns are rumbling to.
Beams ... roar ... roar .... Air blades are blocked to block the road, the rays caused the flowers to shake, the fire flicker appeared, Song Mai step back three steps, the body slightly shake.The attack of Ly Anh, decided not trivial at all.
When Song Mai backed up three steps, Ly Anh as fast as cutting, bouncing people to raise a few trượng, his body swinging in silence, but only the line in front of a sign. The blade was as directed, suddenly spinning like a rotor, surrounded by a gas thanks to the straight forward.
... the bar screamed, threw up to splash the flowers that make it light up and then flickered into thousands of light shining, into the air and then shut down later. No longer guard shield, sword to launch into the Song Mai.
Choang ... Not yet reached Song Mai, the knife was knocked out by Bau Van Hoa Kiem. On high, Ly Anh saw that, frowning frown, sniffing, a whole body moving shivers, rushed straight. Just down, immediately turn the sword back, lying in his hand y. Both men and the lightning radiant, attacked the attack.
Song Mai feel the danger, know the opponent will beat as much as a hand swing, the sword also flicked to the side. She reached up beautiful hands, slightly grabbed the sword, screaming an hour, the body suddenly dim, the one in front of Ly Anh.
Choang ... choang choang .... The violent sound of the crash resounded with the sparks coming out. Below is a silent covering. All of them were nervous watching each match.
The two sides are close, the development of the great sword, when the work is brave, unparalleled, at the same time sure to reassure thousands of years. It is difficult to say who is better.
Ly Anh used the best of the Thanh Thanh Mon, which is superior in melee, hit by the speed so fast, Song Mai did not have time to perform the technical skills of Van Tieu. She is not hard on the outside, but if it lasts, the strength will be severely broken.
Rushing, Song Mai swing sword, cutting a couple more than two dozen optical ray just launched. This gas thief had been chopped up and flared around Song Mai, causing the surrounding area to be surrounded by smoke.From the distance, Ly Anh smirked a smile and suddenly swung his arms, straightening the blade to the smoke.
The brave brave bar force van bursting, the whole body glowed, hiding the form of a brave fish.
- Ma Ung! - The chancellor on stage slightly exclaimed. Dinh Ba Toan sitting next to me so smiled, very excited. This is one of the thirteen tricks of the Maestro Tam Thuc, martial arts top level of the most Qingmen.
... A flash of lightning flashes in the smoke, like thunder in the clouds. Disciples of Diligence Tense eye nerves monitor static in the smoke.Responding is a scary silence.
Li Anh stood outside, his body moving, he waited anxiously. Opponent of Ly Anh, unknown status after the attack.
The smoke fades, fades but still can not see what is inside. Rush. A flash of light flashed, flashing back, toward Ly Anh. Y changes as fast as four steps back, two hands clenched together, forming an assertion, raised to the chest, shouting: «Household».
A sudden gas spiral appeared in front of him like a solid patio. Often, the incoming light, suddenly stopped in the middle of the vortex, just hanging there, like to penetrate but not how to move up.
Ồ ...! - Underneath, disciples Van Spit breathing out one hour and suddenly clap fence. The thing that had just been blocked, trying to launch the attack, was Ly Anh.
Dinh Ba Toan saw that, from the attitude of joy, turned into anxiety alone. Ba Tung stood beside her eyes narrowly. It seems they both realize, Li Yin is not rival of Song Mai.
Ly Anh growled like a hungry tiger, shrugged one, jumped around behind the sword, reached out to grab the handle. The whole body shakes up, softly forward as the dangling of his towing away.
When Li Yin regained control of the knife is also the smoke behind him to disappear. Li Yin feel cold back, like someone is behind, slowly look. When he turned his back to take back the knife, he accidentally revealed a fatal loopholes. It seems he does not have time to turn his back to support if the opponent out of the way.
But, behind Ly Anh, when the smoke disappears, there is no way to hit nor see the shadow of Song Mai. Li He turned around, swinging aim. In front of him is a vast space.
The tiny flowers, slowly falling around Ly Anh. Y looked around impatiently. Thousands of tiny dots, the shape of the beautiful flowers.The petals twirled in the air, softly landing on the ground. Every time a flower touches the ground, it glows beautifully and then grows.
On top of that, Song Mai is like a fairy, dancing in beautiful looking lines. Each time the horizontal line is silent or surfing in vain, it shakes slightly, releasing hundreds of tiny flowers, gently falling under the snowflakes.
The fountain is like a flower garden is blooming. Ly Anh as a poet, stupid stand in the middle of the flower garden. But if you look closely, the flowers under Ly Anh's feet, each pointed up as a sharp nose, shimmering shining.
Above the stage, slightly changed, the white light with a bearded white beard, eyes full of provocative look to the father and son Dinh.The head of the most Thanh Mon Monsters face is very angry, the eyes do not emit angry ray. Dinh Ba Tung standing beside his father, his hands clenched, teeth clenched into his lips as if only a little more energy, the blood will burst into the blood.
- Bach Match is a true match name. - An Duong great emperor compliment plate, eyes glued to the battle that Song Mai has just shown.
- Bach Hoi Match? - The princess just looked at the question lightly.
- It's correct ! In the old times when Bai Zidong made the sword that brought the great martial arts of the Van Hoa is the Battle of the sword to the sword into the sword. It can be said that his sister-in-law, in addition to using the proficiency of Luu Tieu, also inherited the legacy of Van Hoa. - Anya the Great explained slowly.
- His Majesty is the knowledge of advertising, wisdom. - Mai Thieu Ky slightly bowed, softly said.
Ly Anh said stunned, standing in the middle of the forest white flowers. The fragrance emits a chill that makes him feel like he no longer wants to fight. Ly Anh's eyes are like a romantic dream, some happy and happy.
Dinh Ba Tung saw so frowning, screaming large:
- Physician! What do you do? Was this battle so engrossing?
Ly Anh heard that suddenly as suddenly awake, the body slightly vibrate, the concentration of traffic, Dinh Ba Toan head roar interrupted:
- If you want the whole network do not move.Combat Arms will automatically attack if there is any movement.
- Chief of the subject! The disciples competed, why are the tips so? - said Tien Van Tien sarcastically.
- Grandma ... - Dinh Ba Toan red gloves, but do not turn up a curse sentence.
- It seems that you should learn the psychiatric increase, self-defeating for the disciples, avoid a more tragic outcome. - Pink Van Tien Tu smirked slightly, throwing a scornful smile.
Dinh Ba Toan flicked back on his head, attempting to open his mouth to say something but refrained, his hand clenched into the arm of the chair, causing it to scream.
Dinh Ba Toan saw the disciples sent out way, suddenly in the heart of a flood of feelings of loss, disappointment. His eyes suddenly closed, hands up, patted a brush on the forehead, mouth melt «Ngu xuan».
Li Anh has just launched a man off the ground.The garden of florid flowers shimmering beneath suddenly bright brilliance. The wing turned into a swordsmith, rushed up. The raspberry gas spread out four directions with charming scent, dye the whole space.
Just hear the banging of the ears. The beauty replaced initially by the cold, violent look of gas. The angels, like the angels, transform themselves into a kind of demon killer in a flash. This beauty, fascinating death eight hundred years ago has made the name of a bizarre Zu Zi and accidental, making a hostess Van Hoa that when it comes, both the sect and the evil cult. be afraid.
Li Anh, of course, can not be as fast as the gas being launched to cover the body. Y like a person with electric shock, whole body numbness, gradually fall into a dream full of ghosts. Y is not resigned. The highest skill of the Maitreya Tam Thuc is the Ultimate Power.The old man who made the name of the head of Dinh Ba Toan, he has not yet developed that suffered a tragic end like this? But, apparently he can no longer grow great dread, show off the top level of the most Thanh Nhat. Y sank slowly, sinking into a coma.
- The gas damage but not affect life. Take a few weeks off. - A judge said quietly to the next.
This man looked at Ly Anh, who was lying down on the floor, glaring at Song Mai who was piercing straight into the shell, standing up, shouting:
- Song Mai of Van Tieu in the final.
... fence ... barriers .... The constant applause rang out, cheer for Song Mai. She glanced across the stage, looked up at Anyang the Great and the chiefs, bowed slightly and then turned back to the Dragon Palace, where the position was arranged to rest in Long.
The Immortal looked at her silhouette, sighed slowly and slowly shook her head. She won, in the final, is about to become a princess, why not happy? Did he really have anything to do with her?
- Are you sad? Xiaoling got up from the seat, took a breath, asked before stepping into the box.
- Ta ...- Little Idiot stammered, looked up to Little Linh, she had gone away from him then.
«I'm sad? I do not even understand myself. Are you sad or are you happy? »I did not laugh in my heart, I do not know why this farm again.But, he had a feeling that was very familiar and strange for Song Mai. He does not know, can not explain. Those, like sledgehammer, day and night at the beginning, torture him not only.
- The second battle, Xiaoling of Suspicion Patterns and Light of the Rainbow. Two players immediately on the pitch, preparing to play. - A great shout shouted.
Ra ... fence ... The clap clap again loudly. The two elite sisters of the two top factions Lac Hong mainland fight together. Indeed, it is impossible to contemplate. In the previous battle, Xiaoling played Ice Quest, which was planted in the heart of the crowd of similarities is not small at all.
- You say, these two beauties, who will win? - A spectator looked beside him, asking his friends.
The friend nodded slightly, eyes do not leave the two women are standing on the railing.Was one moment, he whispered:
- Van Text Search.
- We think the Model of Religion. - The other confirmed.
- So I'm with you to bet?
- OK ! Fish is fish.
As the sun slowly receded to noon, the morning gloom suddenly vanished away. Last sunlight flooded throughout the square, gold dyed out the temple, citadel. Some gusts of light blew away, causing the leaves to flutter on the ground.
Standing in the stands, the red-haired slacks let go of the colorful umbrellas, separating the white skin like chickens from the sun. The boys talk about the game over, the beautiful women of the Model of Religion, the Target. But more, perhaps the story of the last duel between Little Eight and Jerry Pink princess.Throughout the story is a little jealousy. The metamorphosis of Sam Nghi, unexpectedly stood before the great opportunity to become a proverb. Some laughed, firm voice: "Metamorphosis, how to win the Princess Nine? ». Surrounded by the sound, slamming his thighs, excited excitement: «Right, right.Then he will be sent to the princess for tan.Looks out the number of princess has not got her husband.
On the Niu tower, Zhao Tai squinted to avoid sunlight, glance at a round, pay attention to Chim Lac floating in the air, printing the ball down the rock floor. His light turned to look at the key positions held by the Guardians. His attitude is very strange, as someone is plotting something terrible.
Pham Manh Hau stood by, saw so quietly asked:
- Million great people see what is wrong?
Zhao was startled, turned to:
- Just worried about security for the congress only. Is the Tigers so secure? I'm afraid of the spear, the hackers in the wrong.
With a laugh, General Phạm looked down at him, letting go of confidence:
- The great peace of mind, the brave heroic brave war, the support of Luo Dieu Quan, we do not believe any one dare to do. Moreover, the lower tower as east as the Assembly, robbery clown dare what the story dare.
- The sergeant finds peace of mind, we also worry less. - Zhao Tai nodded, step into the room, leaving Pham Manh Hanh standing alone.
On the hail, Anh Nguyet and Xiaoling were in position. Both standing opposite each other, silent not say. Everyone's eyes look at the opponent, mood is not clear what else.
- Second match, start. - The judge shouted. A silent school filled the square. All the audience was silent.
They both looked at each other silently, not knowing what was going on. Are they waiting for the opponent to hand over?
A long, heavy sound of steel. Accompany it with the murmuring like a fierce stream.Underneath the excitement.
The blue circle as the water from the back light Yue lines up a beautiful optical direction, spinning in the air. Shui Shui has left the bag.
Immediately, in response to the sound, a sharpening of the echoes resounded at the same time. Again a pure optical line sliced into space, fluttering above the head of Xiaoling.Thanh Long is also ready to welcome.
Two swords stuck to the nothingness of the blue water. Apparently, they are as intimidating as the two owners.
- It turned out she was the one who robbed the sister of the sister. - Anh Nguyet lightly shook, glancing at a little Linh Linh then let go.
Xiaoling frowned slightly, looking back at the Moonlight, also curled lips replied:
- Hu! That robbery, what about? What do you want to do from the head to the disciple? Good use of the loot again.
- As you say. - Anh Nguyet suddenly smiled smile, whole body slightly backward, but only suddenly pointing to the Linh.
Shui Shui Swing on the air was intense, only in the blink of an eye has shot down ten degrees of cold air as ice.
Xiaoling not suddenly, immediately flicked hands. Thanh Long shook slightly, in front of the sudden appearance of the iceberg so high.Take off the gas to meet the icebergs emit the screams.
Ten of the sword to destroy the mountain slashed ice crushed, shot out of the sides of the stone with a fist, slightly cold rolled up like smoke. The smoke broke through the broken pieces of ice.
The light of the moon, shrugged a fly to grab the sword, the dance soaring on the silent. A raindrops rumbling down. Welding gas cool bones. Image flashing, fast as lightning, drawn into nothing blue circle, body Anh Nguyet hidden in the sword. Just the speed, so fast.
Xiaoling saw that, the contempt of contempt opponents also immediately dissolved. She just turned up nothing, Thanh Long find bright shine, launch in front, the whirlwind as fast, heroic bravely intercepted the image is falling down.
Raging image roaring to, the Dragon sword sword to the side to create a very beautiful scene. The crowd around them, panic avoid the gas sword was beaten, very miserable situation.
Anyang sitting on the stage watching the audience miserably swear, suddenly laughed up ha ha, seems very refreshing. Some of the audience, dressed in swords, panicked and jumped out of the seats to make the princess laugh.
This situation took place at a time, Anh Nguyet attacked not to lose weight, eyes look down, beautiful body floating in space.
Xiaoling see opponents stop attacking also posture, stand as standing as challenge. Thien Long pretended to bobble in front. The air rises like a string.
- Your sword is quite good. Xiaoling said.
- You do not need praise. Let me show you the benefits. - Anh Nguyet as insulted, full body blaze up light, swinging down the sword.
- You want the sword. Let me go. Xiaoling reached out and grabbed his swords, shrugged his shoulders in the light of the moonlight.
Choang ... choang ... .... echoes sound dizzy, two images moving as fast as electricity, output sword, sword look just enough dizzy enough.
Both Anh Nguyệt and Tiểu Linh are both moving and attacking at super fast speed so basically can not see clearly the body and way out. The spectators saw only two brilliant radiant lines vom swam away on the bed, accompanied by the shadow swing.
- Both of them with the speed of respect. In a blink of an eye, you can produce dozens of unpredictable virtual variables. Fortunately, talented people. - Anyang looks admirably, watching closely.
Suddenly, there was a sigh, Hong Van Tien Tu looked through the White Chief, see the face is not very happy.
- Sister ! What are you doing? - White Cloud asked the small.
- It is teasing the opponent. Basically, she is not her opponent - Hong Van answered, in the eyes can not hide the joy, in contrast to the Virgin Mary.
On the temptation, the speed of the move and the output of the output is increasingly frightening. Only listen to the space buzzing the sound of the sword, the sound of guns.Both fight with speed should make the wind whip out four sides. The audience suffers from suffering because the image is now the wind blowing clothes, hair. In the stands, close to the floor of the game are deserted because everyone was out behind all.
- Do you despise me? - Anh Nguyet hissed angrily, continued to maneuver the gas, swinging swords banging to the edge.
Xiaoling does not say, just smirking lips, straighten the move at the same speed, blocking all the opponent's sword. She did not want to make a counterattack.
Keng ... A dry sound, the whole room silent.The swords swiveled in midair, like the unmanned kite, plugged one into the audience.Male audience cross-section no longer bloody blood, watching the sword swung into his chair, between the legs, slightly shake slightly.Just a little bit, he became a eunuch.
This sword, blue tongue like water, sculptures a gentle stream flowing from the foreman to the blade. Every one of them has a star pattern.Look closely, it is precisely in the sky inscribed.That is the Sunflowers School of Light Moon.
Above all, the two rivals also stopped. Xiao Ling's face was triumphant, pointing out the Dragon in front of him. Swords swing slightly.The nose of the sword is about a inch, it is the beautiful face of the Moonlight is red.
A small whisper softly on all four sides. The audience whispered each other: "Why not hand?".
- Exporting. - Anh Nguyệt said, eyes without fear or flinch.
Rushing, the sound is not horizontal. Down under the roar, dashing, dashing. Xia Ling turned to his side, slightly backward, the optical still looking straight at the opponent.
- Do you give up? Want to continue to get the sword.
Anh Nguyet turned to look at Luu Thuy, seeking a sense of indignation in her heart.Taking a deep breath, Ligh slowly stretched out his hand, glowing, glowing, and launched.The audience is green phen. Y stood up and ran away. An audience standing, see the space rushed to sit down. Y put his butt on the seat was popping up, like sitting on the pillow, face look up panic: "What water is this?".
- So you want to continue? - Xiaoling smirked, scurrying swing sword.
Anh Nguyet said nothing, his hands clenched tightly to the sword, a shrug, one shot, straight up more than ten trượng. Her body swung in silence without backing her neck, taking a deep breath and slowly straightening her sword.
At this time, heaven and earth suddenly silent, only heard the soft breath of light above the Moon. Xiao Ling standing on the railing, looking up at the opponent, in the heart seems to guess the incident. She rushed up, waiting.
- Xiaoling! This time, I will do my best. You must also. - Anh Nguyet said down.
Linh heard this, smiling, also collected in the air, standing opposite Anh Nguyet. They looked at each other with a very concentrated gaze.
- OK! We fight hard. Xiaoling nodded.
Anh Nguyet smiled lightly, putting his power directly into his sword, arrogantly aiming at the sky, raised his face slightly reading:
- Five decisive character of the head; Atrial fibrillation atrial lung; The commanding officer of the people; .
Root, the optical direction of bright colors from the long shot in the swarm of roaring up, twisting together to create the horrible roar.
Heaven and earth are spinning hoarse voice of thunder, dark clouds from where blown away in the blink of an eye. Light flashes, horizontal lines are silent. Hurricanes hissed wildly.
A roar sounded blue sky echo. From the five five actions, giant dragon appeared in the middle of the floor, the whole body color of the water, shimmering, beautiful. Rushing ... ebbing ... eh ... eh ... Thundercloud flickered into the body of the dragon made it as it was more power, backed up the neck to heaven and earth.
Yeah ... oh ...! Recall the way of the direction of the target. - Underneath the dash.
Xiaoling is standing opposite Anh Nguyet, about ten more than a trượng, body slightly wobble because of hurricane. She looked at the beautiful dragon is swishing the claw, in the eyes shot a few excited.
As lightning flashes, Xiaoling hurried forward, his eyes closed, his mouth murmuring read:
- Korean natural gas, transformed into ice, leading gas incarnation, love the ghost.
Um ... buh ... buh ... buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Wind from the ground up. Wind from high above, fence like storm. Space suddenly goes through an icy winter.
The body of Lightning flashed. A cold light, full of ice, grows bigger and bigger, until a beautiful illusion appears in the sky. Image of an icy fairy.
Underneath, a white color of snow fell over the ruins. The name of the audience, co ro sat close together, head still looked up, in the heart of the fans. A guy in a luggage wrapped in a cotton shirt, dressed under the cravings of the next. Y dressed up, raised his head up, laughing strangely:
- Learning from the experience when watching her mother model is to wear a dress shirt, or die from cold.
A majestic scene is showing in front of everyone. In the middle of the sky dyed a demonic color, beautiful forehead against the majestic dragon. Both of them emit pressure, causing space seems to be distorted at all.
The people in Long Long City, panic when looking towards the palace, saw between heaven a fairy appeared and a giant sandal, glaring confronted with each other.
Observing the jumble of civilians, from inside a tea house, male attender dressed as a wizard wandering outside, looking up, suddenly the god of change, became extremely panic. The whole body of thorns, the mouth of the bar:
- Dai disorder, Lac Hong great disorder.
In the middle of the street, there was a wizard crossing pathetic, the people stopped looking, surrounded him, pale face, asking:
- What the hell?
Wizard, face is still distorted, looking towards the tower, letting a voice as mournful wailing:
In the past, when An Duong pulled troops to liberate into Long Long, in a small village near Lake Vang Truong split into a large tree. Some people see the words show up.
- The word thunder, say soon. - The crowd was upset, waiting anxiously.
- Fairy, long confrontation, demon spirits re-export, galaxy disorder. - The wizard screams. END=NAM MO SAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTENMENT.VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.18/6/2018.
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