Song Xuan looked for someone for a night, and then ran to the clan school to file a lawsuit. He was already exhausted. After hearing Tu Shanling's question, he forced himself to cheer up and said, "The words don't need to be too gorgeous. Just write down the things that Song Chuan and the others bully you, and there is no need to add fuel to the fire. Chongguang Jun personally examined it. If you add something and add something, it will be easy to detect it."

Mr. Chongguang.

Mr. Chongguang.

Tu Shanling kept chanting it twice in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh that fate was so wonderful. The little boy who was bullied and excluded by everyone back then has grown into the Taoist lord whom sentient beings need to look up to.

She said, "I know, I will write well."

Song Xuan relaxed and yawned and said, "I'll send it to the mountain leader after I finish writing. Chongguangjun is still waiting."

Tu Shanling: "I understand, mom, hurry up and rest."

She returned to the room, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the yard, sat on the recliner, waved her hand, "Come here, sit down in a row."

Pressing "Song Ningyin" to the ground to rub it is the 18-year super long-term goal set by the bears for themselves. The current situation is better than others. Even if they lower their heads and curses, they dare not scold them.

When I heard Tushan bell call them, they all twisted and looked at me and I watched you move. I didn’t want to be the first to come to Tushan bell, nor did I dare to nail it to the spot and remained motionless. It was very contradictory.

Tu Shanling was patient and looked at them with a smile throughout the whole process.

Flutter.

The bears were very sensitive to this sound and turned their heads in unison. They just saw the hens flapping their wings and falling to the ground, walking towards them with small square steps.

Submission is only in a moment.

All psychological activities are like sunlight in the morning when the sun is exposed, and the blink of an eye evaporates completely.

Tu Shanling raised her hand and made a stop gesture. The hens stood not far behind the bear.

Humph.

Erliang covered his mouth with courage.

Tu Shanling still smiled, "I like obedient and polite children."

The dog courage of Erliang is only one or two left. Without thinking, he expressed his loyalty to Tu Shanling, "Woo, I will be obedient and polite. Sister Ayin wants to like me."

Tu Shanling hooked her fingers, and one or two halves of courage immediately came to her. She asked, "Do you know Mr. Chongguang?"

One or two nodded repeatedly, fearing that it would slow down, Tu Shanling put him a disobedient hat on him.

Tu Shanling rubbed one or two of the brave hair, "Don't be nervous. Tell me about Chongguangjun."

The bedtime story of one or two half of the dogs is the deeds of all kinds of big names. Now I open my mouth, "Jung Kong, 8 feet and 2 inches tall, white face, handsome appearance, Jing Yuan knows what he said."

Tu Shanling interrupted him, "Let's skip these and tell me how he becomes the Lord of Chongguang."

What kind of person is Song Zimu? Tu Shanling asked himself that he had more say than those who heard about it. Not to mention anything else, a single person with an height of eight feet and two inches will be able to get moisture, and at least he would be given five more points.

One or two halves opened their mouths and lowered their heads with a tangled expression.

He silently and quickly recited the story his mother told him, asking him to skip the first half and tell him in the middle, he really couldn't do it.

Tu Shanling didn't urge him. She also came from this age and had memorized a book. A piece of article, and her father recited the last sentence, and she had to recite it from the beginning, otherwise she wouldn't remember it and could understand the operation of one or two or two.

Finally finished memorizing the first half, one or two half of them said again: "When the Battle of the Five Realms"

At first, the Song family made a wall view, but they almost didn't help each other, and their posture was out of place, but it actually hindered the eyes of many people. Soon, the Song family's remarks that they wanted to reap the benefits of fishermen became widely circulated.

Song Yuan was elegant, honest and intelligent. His character was to helm the family in a prosperous era and would be able to keep the family safe for a hundred years, but he was born at the wrong time.

The Taishang Taoist Ancestor suddenly fell, and the Yuan Realm was in turmoil. The heroes rose up and quickly seized the territory and population. The people in the clan could see the benefits, but they could not get them, and they were already jealous. The heroes who emerged from the army could not allow the Song family to preserve their strength. With internal and external troubles, the Song family finally fell into the quagmire of melee.

Song Yuan was so busy that he was determined to control the big ship of the family to leave the reef, but he was unable to do so. The Song family finally reached the critical moment of deciding to live and die.

The coalition forces attacked the Song Dynasty led by the Sun clan in Meizhou besieged Nanye and took turns to attack the city. For ten days, the city wall was overwhelmed and collapsed.

After Song Qian left Qingjingtai, he fell seriously ill and was in seclusion. Song Yuan knew that although he looked no different from ordinary people, he had not recovered. He had kept his family affairs tightly and had never bothered him. However, Nanye was surrounded and was too disturbed. Even a fool could find something unusual, let alone the Seventh Saint of Qingjingtai!

Song Qian came out of the pass with great force and commanded a unit that fell from the sky, repelled the enemy's troops, and supported the building at the general's recession. Later, this unit was respectfully called "Yunwei", which was a metaphor for the divine weapon descending from the sky.

Then he pointed his former classmates and family who took advantage of the situation and finally stabilized the situation.

It was at that time that he became Chongguang Jun, and his eldest brother Song Yuan also became Zhanyuan Jun.

The source of Zhanyuan is the source of clear water.

Those who value glory have inherited the glory of virtues and glory in their past generations.

If Song Yuan had not been consistent in his words, Song Qian would not have known how many times he had been assassinated in the past eighteen years.

It was originally a passionate deed, but Tu Shanling felt a sluggish expression when she heard it, "The quiet platform is gone?"

One or two dogs nodded timidly.

Tu Shanling: "Why didn't it?"

One or two half of the courage: "The Taoist Ancestor is gone, and the Qingjingtai will be gone."

In his little heart, his thinking was very simple and crude. Zhushan Qingjingtai belonged to the Taishang Taoist ancestor. When the Taishang Taoist ancestor fell, Qingjingtai naturally no longer existed.

Tu Shanling could no longer sit still and stood up.

One or two halves of dogs were swaying and started to cry.

Tu Shanling put away the momentum she accidentally showed and touched the head of a half of the brave, "Don't be afraid, it's not for you." She squatted down and hugged the shoulders of a half of the brave, "Tell me how Daozu fell?"

One or two halves are too brave to speak.

Tu Shanling squeezed one or two of the brave faces, stood up, "Forget it."

They are all children, and they know only a limited amount of things, so I may not be able to ask anything if I ask.

She shook the paper in her hand, "Come on, tell me how I was bullied."

One or two half of them were still filled with tears on their faces. After hearing this, they forgot how to cry.

He was a child who was embarrassed and still hid his parents. Sister Ayin is so big, why are she doing? Is she going to settle the score after the autumn?

He felt a little guilty and took a step back weakly, hoping that Tu Shanling would not see him.

Of course, Tu Shanling was not so shameless. She played the trick of calculating the accounts against a group of children who were only seven years old. She really didn't know how those kids from Song Chuan bullied Song Ningyin. She wanted to make it up, and it was not impossible to make it up. But if you confront it, it would be too easy to reveal the truth.

The bear thing couldn't resist the pressure and finally cried, "We smashed rotten eggs, hung dead rats, and did nothing else."

Tu Shanling: "Didn't you talk about you, clans, have you ever seen them? I mean they. If you know, say it, if you don't know, go and ask me for it, hurry up."
Chapter completed!