White Pine Mountain, Copper City.

Copper City is rich in copper, so it is called Copper City.The walls of the copper city are welded with copper, and the sun is shining with yellow light.

From the distant peaks, in the white pine mountains, a yellow and glittering city is quite eye-opening.

Copper City is also relying on the impregnable copper wall iron wall, in order to take root in the white pine mountains, standing for hundreds of years.

Relying on the foundation of the copper city, the human race can continue to multiply and expand in the Baisong Mountains, forming a large cluster.

The copper armament armor refined by the copper city is also quite famous.The purple copper extracted here is better than the quality of fine steel.It is also thanks to high-quality purple gold copper that Tongcheng and other large cities have established a stable channel of communication.

Baisong mountains are naturally dangerous, and profit-seeking merchants can overcome all dangerous difficulties as long as they have interests.

Various carpentry groups converge to the Copper City through various means of land, water and air.They sold the goods and returned them in exchange for a variety of high-quality copper products.

Once in a while, at least ten times the profit.Of course, the risk is also very high.However, the good thing with small risk and high interests can be the turn of ordinary businessmen.

There are more caranors, and the bodyguard's business naturally flourishes.Ordinary carpentry naturally can not afford to hire mages, at most is to pay a few soldiers together.

There are nearly 100 martial arts museums of various sizes in Tongcheng, and martial arts are usually taught.When the carousel comes, they accept the employment to make quick money.

Of course, the more famous the military museum business is better.Therefore, every year, the size of the copper city will be held in December.Although the point is to say yes, but the competition is fierce, every year to die a few people.

Followed by the purple thousand songs behind the long carous team, watching the copper city glittering and shining walls getting closer and closer, they also began to walk up.This trip to the carnator is still going smoothly, but looking at the end of October, in a few days, the snow will be closed, and there will be no more business before the end of the year.

Now, we should consider the end of the year of the military museum.

As the boss of the Tiange Wu Museum, although there are several shrimp soldiers and crabs under the purple thousand singers, they are not on the table.Every time, she can only play in person.

If you go for two or three rounds, you can only go home.That is, many people still say that she is confused by beauty.

Purple Thousand Song is naturally angry about this, but she is placed there at the level, and this place in Copper City is also midstream.According to the gate sects, it is a fourth-order swordsman.

The fourth-order swordsman is great, too!

Zi Qiange feels that his talent is good, and the fifth order is not a dream.

Purple Thousand Songs was thinking of beautiful things, and the close-in 鸟紫燕轰 ran over, and there were still eight feet away, and he shouted with a broken gong voice: "Miss, oh wrong, boss, something happened in front!"

Ziyan is eight feet tall, eight feet around the waist, wearing brass armor, carrying a wolf tooth stick in his hand, standing there is a mighty wind.The sound of the louder, the sound of the loudspeel.

Zi Qian Song hates not to have a sword to tie the big mouth of Ziyan, perhaps the only way to keep her mouth shut.There was such a thorny as a bear, and she did not know what her father had thought.

"I'm not deaf."The purple song is full of clarinet, a face does not care to say.

“The old man’s ears are not deaf!”The face of the violet fattened out a smile, and slammed the ass hard.

There were a few warriors around who couldn’t hold back and laughed, and the two of them were amazing.

The purple song glanced at a few warriors, “Is it funny?”

Zi Yan also felt that something was wrong, and glared at the small eyes and said fiercely: "Laugh a fart, and then laugh at the shit to hit you out!"

A few warriors did not dare to laugh, although this purple swallow is ugly, but he is a mother and a demon, and his strength is endless.Although the martial arts are not good, a stick can be swept over, no one can stand it.

Purple Thousand Song is still very satisfied with the fierceness of Ziyan, and it is necessary to be so brave to go out.She slammed the horse, and the horse went forward, “What’s going on?”

"It's like there's a bare-ass man lying on the side of the road."Zi Yan came up, the voice of the low ten feet outside can not hear, small eyes are still unable to suppress the excitement.

“You’ve never seen it, you’re so happy!”

Purple Thousand Song is very contemptuous of the purple swallows, what is a man, if she wants, there are hundreds of bare ass men.

Zi Yan was a little ashamed of the training, and she bowed her head and was a little reluctant to defend: "That man is a little different."

Purple thousand songs did not care, Zi Yan is stupid, she saw everything to make a fuss.She came to the front of the carnillon, and saw several samurai in the martial arts museum surrounded by the roadside, muttering something.

Through the gap between several people, Purple Thousand Song saw the man at a glance.He lay down his ass and looked at it.

It is just that the man's skin is tight, although lying there, the muscles have obvious smooth lines.The whole body looks so good.

The song looked at both eyes and her face was a little red.She had never seen anything, and she felt strange when she saw a bare-ass man who was actually a little shy.

And the horse took a few steps forward, purple thousand songs this time to sort out the mood, and looked up and down a good.

Indeed, from the perspective of this person's skin and muscle condition, it should be a warrior.But I haven’t experienced any wind.

"Give him a dress and bring it back to the museum."A thousand songs ordered.

The warriors of this team are all the people of the Tiangewu Museum, and naturally they are headed by purple songs.

However, the reception of strange strangers still makes a few warriors a little reluctant.

A little warrior said, “Boss, this man doesn’t know what he’s doing...”

"You know a bullshit, if it is a prince of a certain country, if it is a disciple sent by the gate to travel abroad, it may be a hidden master..."

He said, "It's good to save a life."

The little warrior muttered with dissatisfaction and said: "There is no reaction in this person, what a hidden master..."

The warrior is most sensitive to the Yuan Force, and they have all checked it just now, and there is no elemental force response on this person.Although the muscles look good, but no force is a waste.

“That’s all that shit, that’s all.”Purple Thousand Songs heard that there was no force in the heart and a cold heart, and the illusion just now was immediately gone.Just how much face can't be said by his men, anyway, take someone back, it's not a big deal.

If you don’t wake up in two days, find a place to throw.

The world is not good, the demon is rampant, and there are all kinds of gods and demons.Finding a man who is unconscious is nothing.No one even looked at the car.

Zi Qiange took the carousel tax into the city, and always sent the carnage to the hotel, which took the people home.

The Tiangewu Museum is actually not big, only three before and after the yard.The first entry is the face of the martial arts museum, and the yard is the martial arts field.The second entry is for the students of the museum.The southeast and northwest of the room, a total of the 50 people.

Purple Thousand Song is the curator, naturally to live alone in the last step.Here is also a four-sided box, the northern box is her father Zinan, what Tiange Wu Museum so timid name is her father.

As an old five-step swordsman, Zinan is still a bit famous in Tongcheng.The old man is also very human, and people can be.In addition, the Tiange Wu Museum has no ambition, and the purple thousand songs are mixed.

Of course, although the purple song is a wind and frost, the skin is tanned with wheat, but the five-lens outline is very good.It’s so exciting that a lot of warriors like it.

Just purple thousand song eyes higher than the top, this can not see the look at the, tossed for several years, the age-appropriate are looking for a wife, she can only sister a single.

In this regard, Zinan is naturally very dissatisfied.Every time I think about it, I have to talk.A thousand songs are unconvincing.In the end, the two of them were distraught.

Now the two of them were holding their breath and not talking when they met.Purple Thousand Songs also gritted teeth can not give up, she will be a female swordsman, must be hard, can not live like her father like a lady.

When the song came home, it was dark.The evening wind in October has been full of cold.She quickly returned to her room, and the old mother had burned a bucket of hot water, and she took off her clothes and soaked in the wooden bucket, and the hot body was trembling.

The heat of hot water soon spread through the internal organs, and the purple song only felt that the bones were soft for a few points.Until the water was a little cold, she did not give up the barrel.

Packing up Liso, re-wearing a home-cooked civilian suit, and the purple thousand songs slowly went to the northern compartment.

Open the thick cotton curtain, facing is a hot gas.

The big yellow copper stove was reddened, and the whole room was as hot as summer.However, there is still a cold wind under your feet.

This season, this place, everyone will burn copper stoves.No fire to winter.

The room, because of the defense of the demon, had only a small window wide, which was blocked by thick cotton.There is only one bright stone that illuminates the room.

There are also two bottles of wine on the copper stove, which emits a strong aroma of wine.There are four dishes on the table, all of which are halogens such as pork hooves and beef belly.Because it comes out, it’s still hot.

Purple South must be white, sitting on the back of the back is a pen, the waist is not a sword.It is just a bit of a long and exquisite, no swordsman's kind of killing.

“Come here, sit down.”Zinan waved to the purple thousand songs and broke the silence for half a year.

“Dad.”

Purple Thousand Songs also accompanied a smile, sitting well, the old father was down to speak first, how dare she playful temper.

Zinan picked up the wine pot to pour a big cup of purple thousand songs, "You are not small, walking all the year round, I am actually very worried."It’s been going well in the last few years...”

“Dad, that’s not all I have to do.”Purple Thousand Songs is also a little sour in her heart, but she is also used to this kind of life, and she does not feel too hard.

“You’ve worked hard all these years.”

The purple end of the glass, "We both have a drink."

"Then I'll do it, Dad, slow down."

Purple thousand song on the neck dry a glass of wine, this wine is very rough but also very strong, a cup of belly, purple song face warmed up.

Zinan slowly took a sip and shook his head and sighed, "You child, you grin like a man."

"What's wrong with men?"

Purple thousand songs do not feel that they have a problem, the copper city martial arts are extremely prosperous, if the man is soft will be looked down on.She was hanging out with a group of men all day, and unconsciously became like this.

Zi Nan sighed again, women still have to live at home, who will like their wives like a gentleman.I don’t blame no one for the past few years.

“Did you pick up a man and come back?”Zi Nan did not want to say more about this, the topic turned to the man.

“Yes, I found it not far away from the gate.I think it's poor, so I'll take it back."

Purple Thousand Songs ate vegetables, drank wine, and said casually, not caring about this matter.

Zinan put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "The man was in the east room, I just went to see it, this person is afraid of a problem."

“What problem?”Seeing that Dad looked serious, Ziquan Song could only put down chopsticks.

"You child, don't take anyone back."

Zi Nan said: "This person's skin is meticulous and smooth, and he has not received the wind and frost at a glance."There are no traces of work and cultivation in the hands and feet.Most importantly, he doesn't even have a basic force response."

Zi Qian Song was dazed: “Then he is an ordinary person, and nothing?”

“You don’t have a brain!”

He shook his head, “How did ordinary people come here?”

His eyes were clear: “Dad, he’s a mage, isn’t he?”

She said to herself, “I have seen two mages, both of whom have been maintained like a lady.It sounds exactly like that!”

"Shit, the Master casts the Fa and works."

Zi Nan still knows some of the mages, and knows that the mage also relies on the magic to run the magic.Moreover, the power of the Master is far stronger than that of the warrior.

As the algorithmist is unconscious, the cultivation of the Yuan Force will also reveal the breath.The unconscious man had no reaction at all, and was not a mage at all.

Zi Qiange said in amazement: "It is not the samurai who is not a mage, that is, ordinary people, so what are you worried about?"

“How can an ordinary person have no trace of work?”

Zi Nan solemnly said: "I think this person's identity is not simple."

“Mom, you’ve all been embarrassed.What do you want to do?”Purple thousand songs are not intolerant of going around, this is where she can't see the old father.

Whatever they say, Lord, do whatever they want.

He said, "Take people back, where are they going?"

Zi Qiange hit a burp, "so late, I will not go."If you're not tired, send it out... I'm going to bed."

Zi Qiange thought that Dad was inexplicable, and they were so late that they had to throw people out.It was so cold that I froze to death in the night.That's too unconcerned.

But she would not stop, in the end, just a passer-by.

Seeing the purple thousand songs leave, Zi Nan sighed and drank two cups, and the drunken drink of the drink called Ziyan: "Little Yan, you look at the picked up the guy at night."Don't let him be a demon."

Zi Yan clasped his chest, "Lord, don't worry, he will make him a meatloaf if he dares to be a demon!"

The next day, the purple thousand songs and wine woke up and washed up, which remembered that yesterday I had brought back a person.

Either way, it’s all back, so take a look.

Purple Thousand Songs entered the East Chamber, and when they opened the door, they heard the snoring of thunder inside.She frowned, the voice she was too familiar.

When he looked inside, he was lying on the bed.The man who was picked up was squeezed to the ground.However, they dressed the man and looked much more normal.

Purple thousand songs do not care purple swallow, past touched the man's nose, the tip of the nose is frozen cold, good to breathe and hot.

She touched each other’s hearts again, and the man’s heart beats slowly but forcefully.

At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes.Bright and deep eyes, let the purple song stand, "You wake up?"

The man looked at the purple song and looked down at her hand on her chest: “Do you feel good?”

The man's voice is low and magnetic, and the pronunciation is an indescribable elegance.This reminded Zi Qiange of a noble son she met, but this man was much stronger than the guy with the oil-headed powder.

“It’s very slippery.”The purple thousand song instinctively replied, but also the ghost made the god to squeeze a confirm the feel.

The man laughed, "You're having fun."

Zi Qiange also realized that there was something wrong, and laughed, "You fainted on the side of the road, and I saved you."

“Thank you.”The man thanked me politely.

The song asked, “What’s your name?”

“High Yang.”When men say their names, their expressions are so indescribable.It seemed funny and mocking.

Gao Zhengyang forcibly crossed the space ban and rushed into the mixed world.The power of no-man’s-boosting prohibition is stronger than he thought.Therefore, people barely fall unconscious after falling.

As for the clothes, it was already gone.The dragon emperor armor, the dragon emperor, is bound by the powerful law force in the sea of knowledge, without any reaction.

Only the blood flag has a reaction, but it cannot be rushed.

The most terrible reason is that the powerful forbidden force, the immortal dragon and emperor's body have failed.

The strength of the body of the thirteenth-order refining body is also to directly transform the law of yin and yang into the body.The strong law of the mixed world is forbidden, and the law of yin and yang is forbidden.

Therefore, the 13-order spiritual body of Gao Zhengyang also lost its strength.Only basic physical functions are retained.

After the Holy Eucharist was refined, it was never so weak again.This is completely different from the arrival of other worlds.

In this state, if he is killed, the situation is very difficult to say.

Gao Zhengyang left his own god's mark on the Avenue of the Age, which is equivalent to the era center leaving a backup.Once the body is destroyed, the backup can reshape the body.

Just across the mixed border is forbidden, it is difficult to say whether the backup can be started.

Gao Zhengyang, although he was mentally prepared before he came in, but the situation was so difficult, it still made him a little surprised.

As for who he met, he knew it.It has only been adjusting the spirit and physical state until now that it has been barely completed.

Of course, Zi Qiange does not know the experience of Gao Zhengyang, and he can't guess the idea of Gao Zhengyang.

She just thought that Gao Zhengyang looked strange and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you losing your memory?”

“No.”Gao Zhengyang did not lose his memory, and he was not interested in lying to a little girl.

Purple Thousand Songs was a little disappointed, and she often listened to some stories, saying that the prince and nobles were lost in memory and were saved by beautiful women.Unfortunately, Gao Zhengyang did not cooperate with her.

“Then who are you, and why is your ass lying on the side of the road?”A thousand songs to ask.

“This, I can’t say.”Gao Zhengyang is a little regret, rather than amnesia, the explanation of the province.

I’m afraid to blame this woman.

Sure enough, Zi Qiange’s eyebrows raised: “You are not so good for a savior like this?”