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Chapter 355 Qin Jie VS Yang Haoyu!  (fourteen)

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    Zhang Chuchu felt the spiritual power. She heard the music and understood the music. Although the real melody was not played on Yanming Mountain, she clearly heard a folk song that Qin Jie carried on his back many years ago.  There is a song that she often likes to hum. Qin Jie is not familiar with all the five tones. The reason why he is not afraid of embarrassment and often hums this song to Zhang Chuchu is because Zhang Chuchu likes to listen to him singing this song when he cannot sleep. This song is  It was Zhang Chuchu's lullaby. Zhang Chuchu was standing on the edge of the cliff with her white clothes and a slightly bewildered expression. She looked at the light in the snowy lake under the cliff and didn't quite understand what was going on, but she understood what Qin Jie was saying in that spiritual power.  Summoning or inviting, Qin Jie is inviting her to establish the closest connection, which is absolute obedience, a connection that cannot be torn apart by the shadow of death or the threat of Pluto. Any life with independent consciousness faces such an absolutely one-sided situation.  Contact people would instinctively resist, and even if they finally accept it, it will take a long time to struggle. But Zhang Chuchu agreed to the invitation without any hesitation or struggle, because she was originally his woman. Zhang Chuchu¡¯s right hand was on the belly of her index finger in the cold night wind.  A ray of light suddenly became rounded and turned into a weak flame. The color of the flame was extremely white, without a trace of impurities, and exuded a holy smell. Then, this kind of holy flame also appeared in the pads of her thumb, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger.  Her little black hands shined unusually white. These holy flames were the divine brilliance of heaven. The divine radiance between her fingers swayed when the night wind blew. More holy divine radiance flames came from the gaps in the brand-new clothes and fabrics on her body.  It seeped out from her slightly dark face, from the ends of her slightly yellow hair, and covered her thin body. The white clothes held in her left hand seemed to sense something calm, and slowly closed in silence, leaning on her legs.  A bright light shines brightly on the cliff of Yanming Lake. Zhang Chuchu shines brightly. It is as if endless divine light bursts out from her thin body. In an instant, it illuminates the snow-covered cliff in front of her.  The broken wells and ruins on the other side of the lake illuminated the snow bridge on the west bank and the reeds on the east bank. The snow monks in the winter forest on the east bank illuminated the entire Shenzhou City. The holy and blazing light shot from the shore of Yanming Lake to the sky and spread to everyone in Shenzhou City.  The deep night in the corner seemed to have ushered in a solemn sunrise, as bright as day. On the cliff beside Yanming Lake, the glow outside Zhang Chuchu's body seemed to have no temperature, because her hair was not curled, and her clothes were not burnt, but those things had become a blazing fire.  The powerful flames seemed to be really burning. The blood stained on her clothes was burned away without a trace. The dirt and snow stained on her shoes were all turned into green smoke and drifted away. All the filth was purified and became cleaner.  Cleaner and more transparent, just as transparent as her people. One day, the old man who escaped from the Shinhwa Group came to Shenzhou City. He bought a bowl of soy milk and poured half a bowl of soy milk, staining his cotton-padded jacket. He met a man in Fenglin Villa.  The dark and thin girl never wanted to leave again. The old man looked at her and followed her and told her that it was a chance that Guangming taught her what he had learned in his life without any secret. He said with emotion: "I have never seen this before.  A more transparent existence than you." So Zhang Chuchu is transparent, so the divine radiance emanating from her body has no loss or refraction, and is as holy and pure as the original divine radiance. Shinhwa Group has painstakingly pursued the path of Taoism.  For example, Li Tong, for example, has mastered the Haotian magic. However, no one in the Taoist sect can cast a purer divine radiance than Zhang Chuchu. Because she is the descendant of the light. She is the daughter of the light. The reeds on the west bank of the bridge are  Under the pure white light, she seemed to be a beauty carved from white jade. Li Tong held the railing tightly and looked at the dazzling light on the lake in the distance. She was shocked and speechless. She knew that Zhang Chuchu knew magic and had discussed each other with that little girl.  But she never knew that Zhang Chuchu's real magical ability was so strong. It was supposed to be late at night and she couldn't borrow the light. She couldn't understand how Zhang Chuchu could emit so much light. Although she knew that she was the general manager in the world,  The only successor of the Shinhwa Group who wholeheartedly wants to invite back, she still can't understand. No one understands the light beside Yanming Lake at this time, including Li Ran who is standing on the city wall. However, he is not trying to understand what he is seeing in front of him like his sister.  When I saw this scene, I looked at the divine light that illuminated the night sky and felt the atmosphere there. The face of the heir to the board of directors was full of pious yearning and shock and confusion. He murmured: "What a pure light." Standing next to Li Ran  The senior brother beside him was also looking in the direction of Yanming Lake.He was moved but did not smile. Instead, his expression was extremely solemn. He did not know what he was worried about. Under the snow bridge, the disciples of the Tiandao Alliance and the practitioners looked at the direction of Yanming Lake in confusion and shock. The light illuminated the emotions on their faces clearly.  Shi raised his head and looked at the beautiful light reflected by the black clouds in the night sky. The movements looked particularly heavy. His wrinkled old cheeks were filled with questions. The third senior brother sitting cross-legged on the snow bridge kept his head down most of the time from day to night.  At that time, he finally raised his head and looked at the light at Yanming Lake with a rare sincere smile. Then he looked at Xu Shi and said, "This is a miracle." Although this is not a miracle created by Qingmengzhai, a miracle is a miracle. He Yang and  After the general manager died together, the three senior brothers climbed up to the Wuming Mountain and watched the little girl holding the ashes into the urn. They felt pity for him. For some reason, he always felt that a miracle would happen to the little girl in the future. For this reason, he did not hesitate to argue with the most respected senior brother.  Tonight he finally saw the miracle that happened to Zhang Chuchu, so he started to smile. In the winter forest on the east bank of Yanwu Lake, the fuselage was covered with thousands of snowflakes like cicada wings. It looked like a Buddha statue carved from ice and snow. Previously, no matter what the snow on the lake,  How fierce the battle was. The Buddha walked and kept silent. He kept his heart and fought against the sound of cicadas. The man behind the cicadas calmly waited for the result. When the divine light appeared on the cliff, he suddenly opened his eyes and thin snow fell from his eyes.  Many complex emotions appeared in his gentle but determined eyes. Those emotions were compassion, peace, and struggle, and finally turned into admiration. The cicadas that had been chirping faintly in the winter forest also changed at this time.  The rhythm of the song strangely showed the emotion of indifference and disgust, but the tone seemed a little satisfied. "Tingxieli" Mu Chen looked at the light that suddenly illuminated the night sky in the south. His right hand that was stroking his beard suddenly trembled and pulled off several long beards, with a look of disbelief on his face.  At this time, the world in Zhang Chuchu's eyes was white, pure and flawless white, that was the color of light. Her eyes did not stay in those pure and divine worlds, but looked silently at the back on the snow lake, feeling the spirit.  The message conveyed by the force. That spiritual force was desperately summoning. It seemed so greedy, so hungry, even with a hint of panic, like a devil that wanted to devour her flesh and blood. Zhang Chuchu clearly felt this meaning.  But she did not panic. In the blazing divine light, she calmly opened her spiritual world to Qin Jie on the other side of the spiritual power. Some consciousness has long become Zhang Chuchu's instinct. Her spirit, her flesh and blood, her divine light, her  Everything about her life is hers and Qin Jie's. She can share it with him or dedicate it to him without hesitation. In this case, why should you panic? She is Qin Jie's life. Qin Jie is also her life. So what do you want?  I will give you as much as you want. Even if it is everything you want, I will give it to you. Even if it is life, if the relationship between a practitioner and his destiny is to be a close friend, Qin Jie and Zhang Chuchu are the first-class close friends in the world. They are not mountains and running water, but pots and pans.  Their emotions are connected, their hearts are connected, their life and death are connected, they don¡¯t need to try to understand each other, they understand each other naturally. If the relationship between a practitioner and his or her life is close, Qin Jie and Zhang Chuchu are the two closest people in the world. They have eaten together since childhood.  Sleeping together in the scorching heat, sharing furs to keep warm in the cold winter. Just by raising your eyebrows, you will know that you are writing on a tree branch with pride. When you smile, you will know that your hand was cut by a cut edge while washing the dishes. It seems that all this has already been predestined.  There seems to be a connecting path in the dark world. At this time, Zhang Chuchu's divine radiance burning with life will be transmitted to that person along the dark passage. The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly becomes clear. In the light, Zhang Chuchu's face is white and his brows are knitted together.  She seemed to be in great pain but with a smile on her face. The blazing Haotian divine radiance on her body suddenly condensed into a beam and shot down the cliff, forming a bridge of light connecting Yanming Mountain and Yanming Lake. The endless divine radiance  The cold wind that crossed the snowy lake through this light bridge continued to flow into Qin Jie's body, causing the talisman knife he was holding to shine brightly. The divine radiance that hit his face made Yang Haoyu's eyes suddenly shrink and become extremely bright.  In a short moment, he was burned to the point of yellowing, showing an expression of shock and fear. He felt that this was not a divine brilliance that was against the weather, but a real divine brilliance. It was the kind of power he feared the most, even though he had already betrayed the Demon Cult.  He took refuge in the Taoist sect, but he was still afraid. Countless divine radiances spit out from the blade and enveloped Yang Haoyu's body. These flames that should have been solemn and compassionate seemed so cold and ruthless at this time, burning his body and spirit. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m  .piaotia.net
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