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　　 "Are you not dead?"

　　 looked at Lina's sad face, teardrops hanging from the corners of her eyes, her eyes flushed.

　　 Da Gu waved his hand at her, a smile appeared on his face.

　　 "Ouch..."

　　 However, this smile hasn't lasted long.

　　 was run over by a look of surprise, and Lina threw herself down and fell to the ground, she couldn't help but let out a scream.

"You bastard!"

After 　　 threw Dagu down, Lina's tears couldn't stop streaming down.

　　 kept beating Dagu's heart with his hands, as if he had come to a black tiger to dig his heart.

　　 "It hurts, it hurts..."

　　 When Lina gave the black tiger a heartbeat, Da Gu suddenly widened his eyes and exhaled again.

　　 He was already weak, but at this moment he only felt that the **** of death was already beckoning him.

　　 "Ouch."

　　 "This, this, this, this is no eye to see, this."

　　 Just when Lina heard Dagu's painful cry, she just stopped.

　　 The ridiculous voice of Horii also came from the side, and he was covering his eyes.

　　 looked like he didn't look at it, he fumbled and walked over, almost not tripping over a stone.

at the same time.

　　 The laughter of Deputy Captain Zong Fang and the Xincheng players also followed. .

Chapter 121:

　　 Tianqi Mountain Top.

　　 After saying hello to Dagu, Ning Beichen's figure also instantly returned to the wooden house.

　　 This time, the harvest of his mission is not bad, 15,000 points.

　　 Ten times the income is ~150,000.

　　 plus the remaining points before, there are more than 200,000 million-giant.

　　 "Where did your kid go?"

but.

　　 Just when his figure appeared on the top of Tianqi Mountain, a heavy voice suddenly came over.

　　 I saw a figure sitting next to the wooden house, looking at him with a slight smile.

　　 "Master."

　　 After seeing this figure, Ning Beichen also bowed his hand to it.

　　 This person is impressively Mo Yandao, the head of the Heavenly Holy Land, that is, his master.

　　 "Just went out."

　　 After arching his hands, Ning Beichen also slowly walked over and sat down at the stone table.

　　 went out?

　　 Mo Yandao didn't care at all about Ning Beichen's haunt.

　　 What he cares about is that when this kid suddenly appeared, he didn't notice a single movement.

　　 This made him a little bit unable to see what strength Ning Beichen really is now. An immortal king who just broke through, even let him exist in the latter stage of the immortal king.

　　 did not notice any movement, came to him?

　　 "Master came to me, is there anything wrong?"

　　 After sitting down, Ning Beichen looked at Mo Yandao with some doubts.

　　 Since he ran to the top of Tianqi Mountain on his own, his cheap master hasn’t been here a few times.

"how?"

　　 "Can't you come if nothing is wrong?"

　　 Mo Yandao also put away the slightly shocked expression when he heard the words, and stared at Ning Beichen.

　　 The voice fell off.

　　 he slapped his lips at Ning Beichen again, and said with a little inquisition, "You kid can do it right now, and you are all able to catch up as a teacher, right?"

"Still a long way to go."

　　 Hearing Mo Yandao say this, Ning Beichen immediately shook his head and turned back.

　　 Although in terms of his current strength, in terms of combat power, he is indeed a little bit more aggressive than his cheap master.

　　 But he dare not say! !

　　 With Mo Yandao's temper, if he knows that his strength is stronger than him.

　　 Then you have not scored a minute to remove his position as the head of the Holy Land and let him sit in that position?

　　 Doesn't this bother him to death?

　　 In this life now, how happy is it to drink small drinks and water every day?

　　 "Haha, I think so too."

　　 When Mo Yandao heard this, he burst into laughter and nodded in agreement.

　　 How long has it been since then?

　　 How can he live as a master if he is overtaken now?

　　 "Hmm..."

　　 After laughing a few times, Mo Yandao also coughed dryly, and once again set his eyes on Ning Beichen.

　　 frowned and said: "In a few days, there will be an ancient sword emperor's inheritance secret realm opened in the Eastern Region of Zhongzhou."

　　 "At that time, you will take the holy land disciples on a trip."

　　 After finishing speaking, Mo Yandao approached Ning Beichen again, lowered his voice and added, "At that time, that girl in Qingcheng will follow."

　　 "This secret realm is the inheritance of the Red Sword Emperor. You also know the swordsmanship of that girl in Qingcheng..."

　　 At this point, Mo Yandao didn't continue speaking, so he stared directly at Ning Beichen.

　　 looked straight and made the corners of his mouth twitch! !

　　 "Allure?"

　　 Hearing his master mentioned the girl in Qingcheng, Ning Beichen also held his forehead with a headache.

　　Mo Qingcheng, his master Mo Yandao's daughter, who is about the same age as him, has spent more than a thousand years so far.

　　 has a lively personality, before Ning Beichen ran from the holy land to Tianqi Mountain.

　　 pestered him day by day, giving him a headache.

　　 "The kendo of that girl in Qingcheng is somewhat similar to the sword emperor Hongchen."

　　Think about it.

　　 Ning Beichen also knows what his master means, this is to let him be a tool man.

　　 asked him, the Saint Child, who has never been exposed to other people's eyes, to come forward, and directly and firmly took the inheritance to Mo Qingcheng.

after all.

　　 Such a secret realm of inheritance of the Supreme Immortal Emperor can only be entered by Tianjiao with a bone age of less than five thousand years.

　　 Once an existence with a bone age of more than five thousand years enters, the trace of consciousness left by the Supreme Immortal Emperor will kill it.

　　 At the same time, the secret realm will disappear, leaving nothing behind.

　　 Therefore, every time there is a secret realm inheritance opening, it is visited by many Tianjiao disciples of the holy land sect.

　　 "So, you will go there in two days, although the girl in Qingcheng is also good."

········ Ask for flowers·······

　　 "But still not so sure."

　　 Seeing Ning Beichen ponder, Mo Yandao also said categorically.

　　 For this apprentice, he is also a little helpless.

　　 Every day I know that I'm nestling in Tianqi Mountain and practicing with great concentration, although my strength is improving fast.

　　 is about to surpass his master, but this is not going to take a stroll.

　　 Except for the people in the Holy Land, who knows you?

　　 "Can I refuse?"

　　 Hearing Mo Yandao's categorical words, Ning Beichen also asked with a headache.

　　 He is not at all interested in going out to grab the secret realm inheritance.

　　 When he was here for a while, wouldn’t he smell the water?

"can not."

.............

　　 shook his head, Mo Yandao ruthlessly rejected Ning Beichen's idea of ​​being lazy.

　　 Such an important matter, how could he let such an apprentice who can win stably not use it, and let Mo Qingcheng do it himself?

impossible.

　　 It's impossible to fish fish this time, if you fished this time.

　　 Mo Yandao didn't mind if he pressed Ning Beichen directly, it was a big beating, and he would stop until he had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"All right."

　　 Hearing this, Ning Beichen also nodded helplessly, and said in response.

at the same time.

　　 also murmured in his heart, but he didn't expect that one day he would become a tool person.

　　 But for the girl Mo Qingcheng, he doesn't hate it.

　　 is about her future sword avenue, and he will not be ambiguous.

　　 "Hahaha, let's just say so, I will ask Qingcheng and the others to come and find you in two days."

　　 Seeing Ning Beichen's acceptance, Mo Yandao laughed again.

　　 After leaving a sentence, the figure turned into a long rainbow, and instantly disappeared into the Tianqi Mountains.

　　 "Red Sword Emperor?"

　　 After Mo Yandao's figure disappeared, Ning Beichen picked up the wine gourd and poured a sip of dirty wine.

　　 There was also a little sharpness in his eyes, and a horrifying sword intent also radiated from him, overwhelming the world.

　　 "I don't know my sword intent. Compared with the sword intent of the Red Sword Emperor, which one is stronger and weaker?"

　　 After the voice fell.

　　 Ning Beichen's mouth also evoked a sharp arc, and his eyes looked like a torch on the nine heavens. begging.

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