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It was not until the evening that the sky was getting darker.

The gates of Ping County are still closed.

The disciples of the Daomen are also face to face, and the long-term Sun Xueyu has no face.

From noon to the evening, she reported herself to the house ten times, but in Pingxian, she was unresponsive.

If it is not certain, Ding Jun and others are inside, she really doubts that the city in front of him is an empty city.

"Long-term uncle, the weather is getting late, if we can't enter the city, we must find a place to settle down. Recently, the metamorphosis often occurs at night."

Behind him, a disciple whispered.

"I still use your reminder, today, we must go to the city."

Chang Sun Xueyu sighed in a breath, not up and down, very depressed.

"Ding Jun, brother, I am the grandson of Sun Xuexuan, who ordered the life of Daojun, came to see Bing Xinjun, and asked Ding Jun to open the door."

The long-term Sun Xueyan suppressed the anger of his heart, shook his voice, and shouted again in the city.

Ding Jun is one of the loyal admirers of Chang Sun Xueyu in the Taoist Temple.

The long-term Sun Xueyu knows his own charm, and the other party naturally cannot refuse.

This time, finally, there was a response.

On the gate of the city, several disciples appeared.

"Long Sun Shimei."

Ding Jun saw Chang Xuexue and coughed.

"Brother, you are in the city, why not open the door?"

Chang Sun Xue grotesquely said that she was beautiful, and this anger was even more fascinating, and people almost lost their eyes.

I know Ding Jun is not squinting.

"Chang Sun Shimei, please don't be surprised. Now Ping County is the owner of Bing Xinjun. He told me not to open the gate. I can't be the master."

The long-term Sun Xueyu stunned, and then looked at the several disciples next to Ding Jun, all of them are the same as Ding Jun, full of serious faces.

Looking at these disciples carefully, but leaving Qingshan Mountain in January, the appearance seems to be different.

In the old days, in the Daomeng, in the Daomen, the status is honorable, the appearance is superb, and the number of talents are all dumped for her. These have made you all your own skirts, and you will move your fingers and the other will go on and follow her.

What happened to these people today?

The long-term Sun Xueyu was puzzled and became more and more angry.

Where did Chang Xuexue know that Daomen Bingxin taught his disciples and had his own set of methods.

He was able to cure the skin monkey like the night Lingguang, and tried to learn the Tao, and even used Ding Jun as a gang.

This group of people, this is the son of the Taoist, but these years, the commandments in the gates are not as strict as in the past, and the heart has been shaken.

But these people, falling in the hands of Daomen Bingxin, are different.

Daomen Bingxin first tested the Taoist monks and the Taoists, and pointed out the problems in their Taoist cultivation.

These disciples did not initially adapt to the practice of Taomen Bingxin's one-on-one cultivation.

However, after some time of cultivation, I realized the benefits.

Their dorics are more stable and their hearts are gradually getting better.

Especially Ding Jun, the root of it is very good. After the correct cultivation method, the cultivation and the heart are steadily improved.

In this way, in the face of the temptation of Chang Sun Xueyu, he can also resist.

"Brothers, seeing the sky is getting darker, I am waiting outside the city, it is easy to be attacked by the change of the sky, it is better to persuade Bing Xindao, let him put us into the city?"

Chang Sun Xueyu can only change the tone.

"This... Daojun is meditation again, it takes more than two hours. He doesn't like to be disturbed. If the sister is willing to wait, after two hours, I will ask Dajun again."

Ding Jun looked at the sky and felt a little dangerous, but he did not dare to disturb the door.

The long-term Sun Xueyu listened, and his face was white, and she slammed her feet. Only the disciples who had ordered their lives should rest first.

Two hours, two hours, she did not believe, the emperor could ignore her for a lifetime.

According to Cheng Zongdao, Xin Lin just realized the Buddhist scriptures of today.

She got up and saw the gloating fun of the two brothers of the night.

"At this time, why don't you rest, tomorrow morning, you have to get up early to practice."

Ye Lingyue took a look at the two brothers.

The two little guys, this time, the cultivation task is extremely heavy, the night Lingguang is often cried and shouted by the door of the ice heart, and the solitary temper of the night, it is almost too tired to hold back.

At this time of the week, the two have already slept in bed.

Both of them are still at the age of long body, and Ye Lingyue often catches two people to go to sleep. This is quite similar to the two when they were young.

Ye Lingyue can't help but feel a bit emotional.

"A sister, you are not in a hurry. The long-haired Sun Xueyu woman, who is chasing the city gate. She is still outside."

Night Lingu Nunu mouth.

How could he sleep early and fall asleep, not to miss the most exciting drama.

"She hasn't entered the city yet?"

Ye Lingyue is a bit of an accident, Chang Sun Xueyu actually was rejected.

She was acquainted with the Buddhist scriptures earlier, and she did not hear a few words from her grandson.

However, Daomen Bingxin really does not give face.

The other party is the best disciple of Daomen.

"It's just that I didn't go into the city. It's just a sigh of anger. You didn't see it. The long-grandchild's face was green.

Night Lingguang eats and laughs.

He has sneaked to the city gate and watched it several times.

For a long time, the city gate is not open.

The long-born Sun Xueyu, the female peacock, had no temper.

Also lost her, but also can not resist the fire.

In this world, I am afraid that only the Daomen Bingxin will still be so high on the door.

"At this time, I will not enter the city again, I am afraid that it is dangerous."

Ye Lingyue looks at the night.

There is no cloud in the sky today, and the moonlight is very bright.

This time, it is best for siege.

The array in the city has not been completely repaired.

"It's best to attack the city. It's best to let Changsun Xueyu eat it."

Night Lingguang's small face glows, looking forward.

Ye Lingyue did not say a word, he went to the city gate.

"A sister, what are you doing?"

Night Lingguang and the night of the night wonder.

"Look at the show."

Ye Lingyue only dropped two words.

What is the character of Changsun Xueyu?

She was turned away from the door, and she would be willing to give up, she will not give up.

Watching a movie?

What kind of play?

Night Lingguang and the night of the day, the face of the puzzle, the two are not willing to show weakness, chasing Ye Lingyue ran to the city gate.

Already before and after the Three Reigns, Chang Sun Xueyu and a cadre disciple were also waiting for six hours.

Outside the city, it was already dark, only the moonlight, scattered everywhere.

The disciples who came to the Daomen were also squinting at the moment, one by one.

The long-haired snow-snowing figure does not move, the posture is tall and straight, sitting there.

This is a slight movement on the ground, something that grows slowly from the ground.

Soon, a thick rattan grows on the ground.