Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh unexpectedly
Chen Ping'an stopped his fist and turned around to look outside the city.
More than a hundred feet away, there was an unexpected visitor with a sword hovering in the air.
The top one among the hundreds of swordsmen in Tuoyue Mountain, he has a famous alias and likes to show himself as a blue-robed swordsman.
Fei Ran smiled and said: "Good punch."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Don't steal your lessons, save your face."
This Fei Ran is just like that Shou Chen, and he doesn't have the slightest bit of swordsmanship.
Fei Ran shook his head and said, "I really can't learn."
He previously followed the great demon Qie Yun to Haoran Tianxia, and used his military exploits to exchange for a Luhua Island with Tuoyue Mountain. Feiran's choice was quite unexpected, otherwise with his identity, he would actually occupy half of the Yulong Sect's old site.
It was not difficult, so many military officers speculated that Feiran had fallen in love with the Creation Cave on Luhua Island. It was probably a unique cave and had not been discovered by passers-by, and Feiran took advantage of it.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Fei Ran and shifted his gaze. Dozens of miles away from the top of the city, there was a heavy snowfall, which was particularly magnificent. Unfortunately, it was blocked by the dragon king and could not fall on the top of the city.
Na Feiran followed the young Yinguan's line of sight, turned to look at Daxue, and said with a smile: "When I was young, I studied under Mr. Zhou. I liked to read the Qingci Luzhang and Youxian poetry collections from Haoran Tianxia, imagining the magnificent scenery.
, but it is a pity that Mr. Zhou has a high vision. When compiling poetry collections, he often only picks out the best and witty words, and deletes those that are not eye-catching. There is a single line in the poem about snow, about Wu Ding fighting against Yun Ni with a sword, and three hundred thousand jade dragons killed in the battle. "
Fei Ran used his proficient Haoran Tianxia elegant language to speak to the young hidden official.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The whole poem is about Wu Ding fighting against the clouds with his sword, and taking the imperial territory under the Milky Way. Three hundred thousand jade dragons were killed in the battle, and the defeated scales were flying all over the sky. Your tall old fox only took half, so it's not a big problem.
, the vision doesn’t have to be too high, just not low.”
Fei Ran nodded and said: "I see, I have learned a lesson."
Chen Ping'an and Fei Ran had a fight on an earlier battlefield. They both had some fighting spirit, but there was no winner. Moreover, the two sides were not fighting each other in the true sense. At that time, each of them still had too many tricks up their sleeves.
In Chen Pingan's mind, Fei Ran, Shou Chen and his like have the greatest potential to kill Haoran. Not only are they proficient in battlefield fighting, but after experiencing this battle, Chen Pingan really felt the truth. The sword
The immortals are indeed extremely lethal, and the great magic spells are of course extremely powerful, but they are all very small under the influence of the mighty trend.
And Feiran, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can help the major military accounts and the throne monsters in the wild world to check and fill in the gaps, and even finally succeed in changing the customs and immigration situation, so that the territory of the wild world can be invaded by the monsters.
, in a deep sense, truly changing the world. What Chen Pingan is most worried about now is that the major military accounts are studying and trying to figure out the detailed steps of the Aquarius Continent's Great Li Cavalry going south, and how to mend the broken mountains and rivers, win people's hearts, and then
Turn around and copy it in Tongyezhou or Fuyaozhou.
Just like the Jia Shen tent, the clogs of a young swordsman who was not a swordsman were better than Li Zhen, and the combination of several swordsman embryos that had been lost made Chen Ping'an even more murderous.
The low-level clog once climbed to the top of the city, beside Long Jun, and wanted to review the entire battle situation with Lord Yin Guan. He humbly asked for advice and performed the courtesy of a junior, but Chen Ping'an ignored him.
With the Dragon King by his side, the killing is definitely impossible. In this case, what is there to talk about? Talking too much will lead to mistakes. After all, the clog does not intend to cultivate immortality.
Fei Ran turned the tip of the sword under his feet, as if he was just admiring the snow scene with the young hidden official.
Chen Ping'an said: "That Mr. Zhou is known as the Sea of Wen by your barbaric world, but he has some bad luck. He has the same name as the owner of an academy in Luzhou, Beiju. I heard that the Confucian saint has a bad temper. Please let me go later.
Liu Bai told his husband, be careful Zhou Wenhai is beaten to death by Zhou Shengren. When Zhou Mi beats Zhou Mi to death, it will be an eternal joke."
Feiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head and said: "It seems that Li Zhen is right, you are a bit bored."
A mountain master of a Confucian academy killed Mr. Wen Hai, the second-highest person on the throne? Of course he is now the third. Xiao Xun made his own decision and placed a seat in the ancient well that was refined from the corpse of a great demon in the Ascension Realm at the bottom of the well.
The second highest position. But neither Mr. Zhou nor Liu Cha cared about it.
Chen Pingan walked slowly, but did not continue to move and punch. Fei Ran followed him with his sword. There were two different roads under his feet, but they were in the same direction.
Chen Ping'an asked casually: "What is the true identity of the old fox in the sky? There is no record of it in the secret file of the Summer Palace, and I never had the chance to ask the boss Sword Immortal."
Although Zhou Mi is known as the Old Fox of the Sky in the wild world, Chen Ping'an is sure that the big demon with the second highest throne is definitely not a sky fox.
Zhou Mi is really like a scholar, so Chen Ping'an has always wanted to ask about his real name, but there were always too many things to do, so he didn't have the chance to ask.
Feiran said: "It's a taboo for the venerable."
Chen Ping'an said: "I didn't ask you Zhou Mi's real name."
Fei Ran said: "Mr. Zhou must have a real name that he has abandoned, but he has no real name."
Chen Pingan replied, "I see, I have learned a lesson."
Of course, the other party might be just talking nonsense. After all, if Feiran wasn't bored, he wouldn't come here to hang out.
Chen Pingan asked: "Did Zhang Lu go to Fuyao Island to ask for swords?"
There is a sword cultivator sect in Fuyao Island. It is deeply rooted and has a small number of people, but everyone has great fighting ability. In history, no one has rushed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice.
Fei Ran shook his head and said: "Zhang Lu has been staying at the gate ruins, dozing with his sword all day long. His choices are not the same as those of sword immortals such as Xiao Xun and Luo Shanzhu'an."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "That's okay."
Otherwise, Chen Ping'an would feel sorry for the drinks that were sent out.
Feiran said with a smile: "Both Longjun and Tuoyueshan will not give you the 'in case' of reaching the martial arts realm and the Yupu realm sword cultivation at the same time. I guess that when you are in the late stage of the Mountain Peak realm, or the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul realm,
Lord Long will call over another senior of comparable level, either Liu Cha or that old ape, to smash the city where you are, trying to destroy your physique and swordsmanship. In short, he won't let you break the level too much.
Being too relaxed will prevent you from losing your mind and going crazy, giving up half of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and fleeing to the wild world for your own life. So you are destined to not be able to go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains on the other side of the old blind man."
"You don't need to guess. Li Zhen must have told Jiazi Zhang this. I was surprised. Do I have any grudges with him? He just insisted on me. If Li Zhen has such a brain, he should practice his sword well before fighting with him.
Isn't it good for me to heroically ask the sword?"
Chen Pingan held the back of his head with both hands and raised his head slightly to look at the sky, "As for the ten realms of martial arts, forget it, how dare you hope. You know how I reached the top of the mountain. Besides, I have already won two of your wild worlds.
Wu Yun, I am a foreigner who came here as a guest, and I have been feeling unhappy in my heart. I wish I could return it, but unfortunately I can’t. Feiran, you are so famous in the wild world, but you don’t have many martial friends in the mountain top realm? Just watch.
How can you bear it while I live here happily? If it were me, I really couldn't bear it. If I don't fight, I would come to the city to curse a few words."
Fei Ran smiled and said: "I really don't have any friends in the Nine Realms martial arts, but I do have one in the Ten Realms. However, if we go to Fuyao Island, there is a fierce battle to be fought over at the Shanshui Cave. Qi Tingji, Zhongtu Zhou Shenzhi are all guarding there, and the Shanshui Cave seems to be
There are also two acquaintances of Lord Yin Guan, warriors of the same age, Cao Ci and Yu Xuanfu."
This young hidden official, probably to practice boxing, did not carry the sword that he had been using for a long time. It was just the hairpin in his bun that was hard to ignore.
Because Long Jun can’t do anything
It was completely destroyed, and like the bright red robe on Chen Ping'an's body, it seemed that they were both destined for great refinement.
Chen Ping'an changed into a posture with his hands behind his back, "Cao Ci, are you already in the ninth realm?"
Fei Ran smiled and said, "I don't know about that. I didn't have much involvement in the Fuyao Island front."
Chen Ping'an nodded. There were constant wars in the mountains and down the mountains of Fuyaozhou. In a generally peaceful world, it might not be as stable as Tongyezhou, which is a stagnant pool of water. But in troubled times, people's hearts are far more stable than Tongyezhou.
Feiran took out a pot of Yulong Sect's Xianjia wine and raised it towards the young Yinguan.
Chen Pingan waved his hand, signaling Fei Ran to just drink by himself, and then shook his sleeves, which were empty. Chen Pingan only knew about the magical power of the universe in his sleeves that is unique to monks in the upper five realms. There are some rough records in the summer palace archives.
Chen Pingan had nothing to do anyway, and time passed too slowly on him, so he thought about it carefully and finally had a prototype. It was a pity that Chen Pingan was at the top of the city and there was nothing to put in it, otherwise
Even living things can be put into it, so the immortal magic of the universe in the sleeves and the magical power of viewing mountains and rivers with the palm are two immortal magics that Chen Pingan has been thinking about for many years.
During the heavy snowfall earlier, Chen Pingan gathered a lot of snow in his sleeves. He felt a little happy as if he had eaten dumplings during the Chinese New Year. But when Chen Pingan had piled up a row of snowmen at the top of the city, he never thought that he was leaving the dragon.
You weren't far enough, and the gray robe was shattered by a sword light. If you don't come early, you won't come later. When Chen Ping'an has used up all the snow supplies and built a snowman, Long Jun's sword will arrive.
Don't let this old bastard fall into your hands, otherwise he will refine and kill all his souls, and then give them to Shi Rou to wear and keep as Du Mao's companion.
Chen Ping'an raised his palm, and there were suddenly thunders in his palm. The lines on his palm were like mountains and rivers. He smiled and said: "If you don't leave, I will see you off. I have nothing to think about with this hairpin. Just let Jiazi Zhang rest assured.
There are no hidden mysteries.”
Feiran hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll just pass the message on to you."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said "leave you", and threw out the Five Thunder Zhengfa.
Feiran just dodged and did not draw his sword.
I sincerely want to give you a gift of wine, so you should give it to me with the Five Thunder Dharma, so that I can reciprocate as a courtesy.
Feiran was still in the mood to say goodbye to the young official, and slowly traveled far away with his sword. Feiran's temper was such that he was never in a hurry.
Chen Pingan suddenly looked at Na Feiran and asked: "In the collection of poems carefully selected this week, have you seen a popular poem about immortals? Generally speaking, it should be placed at the beginning or at the end.
of."
Feiran stopped and said with a smile, "I would like to hear the details."
Chen Pingan walked slowly with his hands in his sleeves and recited the poem "Wandering to Immortals" loudly.
I live in an eternal house in the world. The sun rises high to the east of the wall. When I open my eyes, I wake up and disturb my clear dreams. I order the bright moon to fall into it. I keep a cloud in the corner of the sky, always accompanying the pine trees by the stream in my sleeve.
Drunk, riding on a white deer and riding a green qiu, immortals met me and begged me for wine. I hung my crown on a laurel branch in the heavenly palace, and held a golden crow in my hand to make a charcoal cage. I am so sad that immortals dreamed about me for thousands of years, and once they dreamed of me, they missed immortality.
After hearing this, Fei Ran looked strange.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and said with sincerity in his eyes: "What are you doing here in a daze? Just memorize it quickly if you haven't heard it before. I will ask Zhou Wenhai to take a bath and change clothes first, and then copy it into a book, as the final chapter of the Immortal Poetry of the World."
Fei Ran smiled and said, "Isn't this too uncouth? Sir Yin Guan, please don't bully me for not being a scholar."
Chen Ping'an said with regret: "The world has a long history, and there are so many elegant and official dialects. What do you know about oblique rhymes and four-tone rhymes? Poetry is like a fist, and those with big meanings are so powerful that they can be hit on the head. Later generations of scholars will
Seeing poetry is like seeing a fist, like being slapped in the face."
Fei Ran smiled.
Chen Ping'an nodded, raised his hand, and shook it slightly, "It seems that brother Feiran is still a bit knowledgeable. Yes, you have seen through it. There are that collection of couplets and that collection of poems in the world. This is my poem
The poems of wandering immortals are like the thunder method in my palm, which is made up of clusters."
Fei Ran walked away with his sword.
Chen Ping'an lay on the wall and continued to read the mountain and river travel notes. After throwing it out of the city, he quickly regretted it and quickly used Shuchi's magical power of mountains and rivers to go to a large character painting on the city wall and put the book floating in the wind.
He took the book back into his hands. He had read the entire book thoroughly and knew it by heart. Chen Pingan had no problem.
Because the objects close at hand belong to the foreign objects of this half of the Sword Qi Great Wall, as long as Chen Pingan dares to take them out, even at the end of the city farthest from the Dragon Lord, a sword will still be drawn. Therefore, Chen Pingan does not have paper and pen, and wants to take it out.
To make some annotations and annotations on the book, I can only use a subtle sword energy as a pen and lightly "write" in the blank space. Even if I am not a Jade Purity Realm practitioner, with Chen Ping'an's eyesight, those handwritings can still be clearly seen.
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Every time I turn a page, I change my reading place, or sit among the large characters on the city wall, or walk on the wall, or hang upside down on the horsewalk at the top of the city, or suddenly ride the wind to the canopy above the city, but now the canopy
It's really not high, only five hundred feet away from the top of the city. If you go higher up, after Long Jun's sword is passed, the remaining sword energy from the flying sword can really hurt Chen Ping'an's body.
For some reason, Long Jun had no interest in this book, which was as foreign as the objects close at hand. He let Chen Pingan flip through the book to read to relieve his boredom, and Wu Jianguang came here.
Chen Pingan made a dojo in a snail shell and secretly did a small thing. He practiced the words from the book to the outside of the book. He carefully practiced every word in the book first and then put it into his sleeve. So Chen Pingan came to read this again today.
The book, in fact, has been stripped out of more than two thousand commonly used words, making the content on the page more blank and intermittent, like little guys who were forced to move, being held by Chen Pingan by the collar, crying and babbling.
, was forced to travel far away from his hometown.
Some rare words that appear alone often appear in pairs, and Chen Pingan has not been driven to move them for the time being.
It's a pity that I couldn't put together a book called "Hundred Family Surnames" or a thousand-character essay.
Of course, such small words are of little practical use.
Even if the entire 300,000 words of the travelogue were given to Chen Pingan to practice, leaving all the pages of the travelogue blank, it would be nothing more than a lifeless old-fashioned little guy in his sleeves. After all, Chen Pingan would not be able to imitate Pei.
Qian and Li Huai, what can they say? They have 300,000 soldiers and horses under their command. But it is really boring. Chen Ping'an will also arrange the words after the small practice, shake them out of his sleeves, fall on the city, and divide them.
To form two camps, there are not many words, and there are only a few "soldiers and horses". There are only twenty or thirty words at most each time, and they are all common words that appear in many places in travel notes, so as not to be entered into Long Jun's mind one day.
Water, another sword, and another pot.
Chen Ping'an would make those little guys dressed in black fall on the city wall, swinging back and forth with slow steps, like two groups of naughty children in the streets, fighting each other, neither of them very strong.
Today, Chen Ping'an suddenly became extremely diligent in refining calligraphy. He worked hard on the "Chen Ping An" in the book and made hundreds of small refining words. One thousand and five hundred small refining words were refined and put away.
Then Chen Pingan carefully shook out two words from his sleeve.
Then those "Chen Ping'an" people were ordered out, and they were crowded together. Every three words standing side by side became a Chen Ping'an.
So there are two characters, one is Ning and the other is Yao.
It's Ning Yao.
It was as if she was alone, and she seemed to be confronting these Chen Ping cases, who unfortunately were not Chen Pingan.
Then "Ning Yao" steps forward
As soon as he took one step, the five hundred Chen Ping'an began to stagger, and finally each one of them became unsteady as if they were drunk, and collapsed to the ground.
Chen Pingan squatted on the top of the city, holding his sleeves with his hands, watching this scene, smiling brightly.
A bright red robe was spread on the ground.
Today's young hidden officials are not too lonely.
It was also the first time that he didn't feel that time was passing too slowly.
From the top of the other half of the city, Lord Long launched a sword, and this sword was no less powerful than the previous ones.
Even though the sword light had already passed dozens of miles over the top of his city in an instant.
The sword intention is extremely strong and the sword energy is extremely long. It spreads all the way from the place where the Dragon King sacrifices his sword on the edge of the cliff.
Chen Ping'an still seemed unaware.
When the sword light passed halfway across the city, Chen Ping'an stood up and began to use the Nine Realm Martial Arts and Sword Wen Quan techniques.
Time after time, his body disintegrated, and time after time, he gathered his body and punched again before the sword light of those little characters.
In the end, Chen Ping'an used his mountain-top martial arts skills to completely destroy the sword light with his fists. He then came to the edge of the cliff, stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, and displayed a Jade-Pure Realm Sword Immortal as high as a mountain, condensing the aura of the world.
He made a sword move, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed towards the cliff head over there wearing a gray robe.
The huge Dharma form with a pair of golden eyes laughed loudly and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Long, for raising your fists for me!"
Long Jun waved his hand and pushed the young woman who was warming up her sword and stabilizing her sword's heart more than a hundred feet away to the edge of the cliff. There was no sacrificial sword or any move.
The long sword in the hand of the Dharma minister on the other side shattered, and the Dharma minister collapsed suddenly.
The Sword Immortal's appearance reappeared, and the long sword struck the Dragon Lord headlong again.
For the whole time of burning the incense, Long Jun remained motionless, even the Dharma Prime Minister's long sword could not get close to the gray robe beside him.
Countless sword energies from heaven and earth were against that young man.
After the last Dharma image collapsed, Chen Ping'an finally stopped using his sword pointlessly, disappeared in a flash, returned to the original place, and gathered up the small refining words.
Liu Bai anxiously came to Long Jun's side on the cliff and asked softly: "Has he really become more powerful?"
The difference between Mountain Top Realm martial artists and Tenth Realm martial artists is just like the difference between the Great Sword Immortals like Nalan Shaowei, Yue Qing and Mi Hu in the Sword Qi Great Wall and the old Ascension Realm sword immortals.
"He was telling those monster monks [Ling Ling.] below him to listen. He didn't show any enthusiasm at all. He just made nonsense and deliberately used it to disgust me."
Long Jun had no choice but to deal with the little girl next to him who was actually very smart but couldn't figure it out when it came to Chen Ping'an. He patiently explained: "At the height of martial arts at the mountain top level, even a martial artist's state of mind is not too high.
Poor, especially this mad dog who likes to ask questions the most. I want to destroy his good deeds with one sword. It is true that he is angry and annoyed, but his martial spirit is hard to reach higher. How can he be so easy to achieve success?
One step further. After serving as a hidden official, he witnessed those battle scenes with his own eyes. This was where his martial arts prison was. Because it was difficult to experience any great sorrow or joy, his mentality had actually already preceded his realm, and his body had been cut off by martial arts.
The end of the road is not far away, and only a life-and-death battle can forcibly strengthen the body."
Liu Bai nodded slightly, deeply convinced.
Dressed in a bright red robe, he reappeared on the cliffside without any warning. This time he brought the narrow knife Zhan Kan, gently pressed his hands against the handle of the knife, and said with a smile: "Miss Liubai, what do you think of our senior Long Jun?
Are you someone who likes to talk a lot? If not, why are you so verbose? It’s very profound. You should think about it carefully. If you don’t cultivate your mind while practicing swordsmanship, you will fall into a bad situation. "
Liu Bai sneered and said, "You're not nagging at all."
Chen Ping'an said seriously: "Isn't this because I'm afraid of being exposed? After hearing Senior Long Jun's explanation, she said oh oh oh and looked ok, but actually she was scolding Long Jun, the old thief in her heart."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The gods on the mountain, as long as you have doubts and guesses, there will be many ghosts and ghosts. I am helping Senior Long Jun clear away the suspicion, but I can't even figure it out? Miss Liubai, I'm not telling you, we
If it's a literary fight, I'm afraid you'll slap your head to pieces and break your neck, and Senior Long Jun won't be able to stop you. Today, Long Jun is helping me to increase my fist skills. You're selling me some face. Don't talk nonsense with Brother Zhou Mi.
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Liubai's eyes gradually became firm, and she actually took a step forward, crossing the gray robe. She smiled and said: "No matter what you say or do, I won't have the slightest intention to disagree with you, nothing.
Just care about it, that’s fine. You don’t need to thank Mr. Long for helping me with my fist, it doesn’t matter if I say thank you sincerely, but I want to thank you for helping me repair the sword’s heart, sincerely!”
Long Jun nodded slightly, it should have been like this a long time ago.
Chen Pingan was silent for a moment.
In fact, Liu Bai is right to have this intention.
But is it useful?
It may not be useful to her, but it is of some use to Chen Pingan himself.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Then do you know that the inner demon has already arisen because of me, and the sword's heart has been repaired a little by me. This is the new inner demon, and even the inner demon has fewer flaws. Do you believe this? Ask
Regardless of Mr. Long, it’s all up to you.”
Long Jun sighed, "Liu Bai, go practice sword practice in another place. He is using you to meditate on the Tao and understand the inner demons."
No wonder this person clearly had no blood in his eyes and didn't regard him as an opponent at all, but he deliberately came here again and again to leave some traces of his thoughts in her heart.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the gray robe. There were so many throne demons, but this dragon king was left at the top of the city.
Long Jun said with a smile: "The mad dog wants to bite people again?"
Liu Bai had left sadly. She was walking on top of the city without her sword.
Chen Ping'an actually sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the torrent of the monster army far away at his feet. Then he withdrew his gaze, fell back, used his Zhankan knife as a pillow, and said to himself: "It should be like this when you get home, Tong
Childishly holding my clothes, laughing at my gray hair."
Long Jun smiled and said: "I don't have this kind of sadness, and you can't return home."
Chen Ping'an let out a sigh, immediately sat up, and asked doubtfully: "How can you understand people's words?"
Long Jun didn't take it seriously and asked: "Do you know why the view here is not blocked?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It's similar to the two heavy snowfalls. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality. In fact, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Long Jun laughed and said: "Just wait, for at least half a year, not only will you not be able to see the sun and the moon, but soon I won't have to stop you from punching or sword-fighting. From this point of view, you are actually more powerful than Chen Qing."
awful."
It turned out that Chen Ping'an could no longer see the gray robe of Lord Long. In fact, all the scenes at the top of the city opposite had disappeared from his sight.
Looking down again, those demon clans swarming towards Haoran Tianxia were no longer visible.
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked around. The heavy snowfall was slowly falling in the distance and was still vaguely visible.
Even if you can't see it anymore, what does it matter?
A small sorrow is as big as a grain of rice.
What's more, when we meet in the arena, we brag about it. It's a hard road to meet again in the arena, and the road is long. When we meet again, someone will definitely say "Master, thank you for your hard work. Sir, thank you for your hard work. Junior uncle, thank you for your hard work." Chen Ping'an, thank you for your hard work.
Chen Ping'an walked away with his big sleeves waving, and laughed and said: "It doesn't look like you are cheating, it's hard work."
Feiran and Lizhen came to Long Jun together, and Lizhen asked: "Are you really crazy?"
Long Jun asked: "Ask yourself?"
Fei Ran smiled and asked: "That Cao Ci can actually beat him three times in a row?"