"Miss Hu, can you see it clearly this time?" 'Yin' Yang Xuandao asked her with a smile. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

Hu Xiaoci shook his head: "I only saw a crescent scar, there are many men with scars on their necks in the world, where am I going to find it!! The anxious little fox fairy burst into tears.

"Huh...... Immeasurable Tianzun, you infatuated fox, you are the same as five hundred years ago, why should you be obsessed with ****? In fact, even if you find him, it may not be a good thing. Five hundred years ago, Poor Dao told you that although he saved you, your fate with him is a bad fate, and if you forcibly unite, you will only cause a great disaster like five hundred years ago. So Poor Dao advises you not to worry about him anymore, even if it is for his sake. ”

The golden 'color' dawn sprinkled on the face of the 'yin' yang Xuandao, showing a pair of kind eyebrows, although he was wearing tattered clothes, although he was still carrying a pile of wet firewood behind his back, but the earth fairy was the earth fairy, and the clear-eyed person knew at a glance that this person was a fairy wind and bones.

"You...... You ......" Hu Xiaoci finally recognized the 'yin' yang Xuandao.

"Ask for the guidance of the Taoist leader! Hu Xiaoci has been waiting for his husband for 500 years, just to reconnect with him. ”

'Yin' Yang Xuandao shook his head, and shook the colorful ups and downs lightly, and a wonderful power emanated, and Hu Xiaoxi and Bai Su, who were kneeling in the small temple, stood up unconsciously by the mysterious power.

"Children, remember, everything must pay attention to the word marriage, don't force things that don't happen, and what you force is not necessarily a good thing." The colorful ups and downs evoked the marriage stone of the third world, and it was thrown high into the air, and the 'yin' and yang Xuandao were firmly connected in the palm of his hand.

Ma Chengfeng asked: "Senior, what are you going to do with this national treasure?" ”

The Third Marriage Stone has appeared, and no matter who holds it, this treasure will inevitably be remembered by thieves. It is safest in his hands alone.

"How to deal with it? Naturally, it's going back and forth. "'Yin' Yang Xuandao was holding the Third Marriage Stone in his left hand at the moment, and I saw him 'insert' the colorful dust on his waist, and then slowly spread out his right palm......

"Ah???h Everyone was dumbfounded. There was also a third-generation marriage stone on the palm of his right hand, and the two were exactly the same, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. If it weren't for the fact that the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao put the real Third World Marriage Stone on his left hand, even if he said that the right hand was genuine, no one would be able to distinguish it.

"Cheng Feng, this matter is all due to the theft of the 'door', so let's take it all together and 'hand' this piece to the police." He handed the fake goods he was holding in his right hand to Ma Chengfeng.

I'm afraid that even the experts of the Palace Museum are difficult to distinguish the authenticity, unless it is the night of the fifteenth full moon, of course, when the gem shines and when it does not shine is not up to people, because the mystery of the marriage stone of the three generations has not been studied by mineralogists now.

"Senior, then this piece of ......" Before Ma Chengfeng's words fell, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at the foot of Panlong Mountain.

After a while, an old monk holding a purple gold bowl walked in.

"Amitabha, thank you old friend for your success." Master Puci nodded at the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao.

The left hand of the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao was raised high, and the Third Marriage Stone was thrown into the air, and the treasure drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell into the purple gold bowl of Master Puci. The two looked at each other and smiled, and without saying a word, they turned to leave.

"Senpai?" Waiting for Ma Chengfeng to chase him out and take a look, where is there still half a figure on the mountainside?

Every movement of people is habitual 'sex', because Ma Chengfeng has practiced a thousand miles and a night since he was a child, so he has to be more careful when walking, if he silently recites the mantra of a thousand miles and a night in his heart, he is afraid that this step will be seven or eight meters away, and his feet will be close to the ground, as if he is panning.

He was chasing the 'yin' yang mystic path just now, and there were still many questions in his heart, so he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and silently recited the mantra in his heart.

But this step has been taken...... I can only hear a clang...... It's dark.

"Ouch......" Ma Chengfeng covered his head, and a big bag popped out of the 'door' of his brain. Then he fell heavily from mid-air.

"I'm ...... Cheng Feng, you ...... You're making rapid progress, aren't you? Good guy, did you catch up with the flight when you took this step? Behind him, he couldn't close his mouth in shock.

Ma Chengfeng looked back, and dared to take a step of twelve or thirteen meters, and his whole body was in mid-air, and he felt as if he was walking on the clouds just now. If it weren't for an old tree halfway up the mountain, I guess I would have run on the road by now.

"I ...... I ......" He looked at his 'legs' incredulously, it turned out that this was the real journey of a thousand miles and a night, and only by combining it with Yan Fei Chaoyang could it exert its 100% power.

"Humph! You idiot! I've told you everything, let you kneel for him! He is the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao! Take a look, what a great opportunity, peerless martial arts have passed you by! Bai Su glared at him fiercely. But Na Xiu does not regret it, he is only loyal to two people in this life, one is the master Wuling Zhenren, and the other is Nalan Hong.

This matter finally came to an end temporarily, after Ma Chengfeng went back, he handed over the fake third marriage stone to the police, and the police naturally couldn't distinguish the authenticity, because of this matter, he was also awarded a model citizen's pennant, and the school also rated him as a good student in the school.

What Ma Chengfeng didn't expect was that after Nalan Hong went back, he didn't blame Na Xiu for this incident, but valued him even more, gave him a check for 200,000 yuan, asked him to repair the old mansion, and said that if he encountered any trouble in the future, he could go to Changbai Mountain to find him.

The most worth mentioning is Hu Xiaoci, Hu Xiaoci only saw a crescent scar in the image of the third marriage stone, no matter where he went, who he met, as long as it was a different 'sex', he immediately stared at people's necks, and some with scarves, she had to take them off to look carefully, for fear of missing them.

But in the vast sea of people, how easy is it to find the husband of his previous life among a billion people, which is equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack?

The days passed, the bandits lived the days of 'licking' blood on the tip of their knives, and the children in the school lived their happy years without fighting with the world. In the blink of an eye, two months have passed, and the climate of Rehe in early summer is pleasant, neither hot nor cold, neither 'tide' nor dry. The river breeze blows, the willows flutter on the banks of the beautiful Wulie River, the birds chirp, and the cicadas chirp endlessly.

"Cheng Feng? Are you coming? "After the 'exercise' field, Ma Chengfeng wanted to take Hu Xiaoxi and Chang Xiaoman to eat barbecue 'meat', but was stopped by Chu Xiangyun.

Chu Xiangyun carried a plastic bag in her hand, and she reached out and pulled out a brand-new 'woolen' coat from the bag, and there were knitting needles hanging on the 'wool' coat. Chu Xiangyun grinded out two blood blisters on the index finger of her left hand, and it could be seen that all her 'essence' strength in the past two months had been placed on this 'woolen' coat.

"Try it, doesn't it fit?" The Jiangnan girl is skillful, and the hand-woven 'woolen' clothes are no different from those woven by machines on the market.