Immortal Sword Master

Lin Xin has been in the villa for decades and has been in a high position. He has contacted all kinds of secret books, secret materials, and advanced knowledge. Coupled with his own cultivation, among ordinary people, he already belongs to the mysterious practitioner who can only be seen in the legend. Because he is acquainted with some laws of heaven and earth, he is still a master.

Just standing in front of people has their own vigor.

Although a little older, the double-spotted white is more mature and stable, and it can give people a sense of security.

So attracting Qiuqiu's temptation is unexpected and reasonable.

The more you look at it this way, the more obvious Ma Qiuqiu's cheeks are. The cheeks are so red. I didn't think about it before, but today I think of it as if I had opened up. She became more and more crazy.

Lin Xin also saw her thoughts, and quickly found a reason for her to go back to rest first.

Ma Qiuqiu can only stand up and leave.

When she was off the ox cart, Lin Xin had just prepared to return to the house, and saw a sudden stop in the corridor.

It was a young boy with dark skin. A black leather belt was fastened to the waist, and a black scimitar was worn on it.

"You are the poor scholar who wants to cheat Qiuqiu?"

The boy's strong body blocked the center of the passage directly.

Lin Xin is also happy.

"Yes, I am the poor scholar who you said, but not the one who wants to lie to Qiuqiu."

"Oh, do you think I would believe you?" The teenager disdain. "You can only understand the dumbfounded guy, I have seen more. I am here today to expose your true face!"

"True face? What?" Lin Xin happened to be idle and wanted to tease this little guy.

"Do you have a match against me !?" the boy cried.

At this time, the wind was fierce outside, and many people shrank in their own rooms. Except when they were eating, drinking, and paying respect, naturally nobody heard him.

Presumably it is the son of the leader of this team, like Ma Qiuqiu, so she noticed her abnormality.

Lin Xin instantly guessed that it was inseparable from ten.

"But I don't like Ma Qiuqiu, why should I compare with you?" Lin Xin said calmly. "It's your business that you like her. What has it to do with me? You should go to her instead of me."

"But Qiuqiu likes you!" The teenager blushed.

"It's like. Someone likes you, then you have to be responsible for the suitor who loves you? If everyone in the world is like this, wouldn't it be that the person who likes it will be tired?" Lin Xin turned around and fainted the boy.

"If someone likes you. You have to be responsible for the suitor's suitor, then what do you like? That's the truth of Qiuqiu. Is it wrong to be liked?"

"Ah ..." He scratched his head and pondered for a moment. Suddenly the aiming atmosphere just faded. "Then what should I do?"

This guy is also coaxing, Lin Xinxin laughed.

"What should you do. Then ask your own heart. Not me." Lin Xin said inexplicably. "In this world, only your own heart will not lie to you. What do you say?"

He Shiran walked past the teenager. The little boy stood in the corridor with a thoughtful expression at the door.

People in this era are simple. Because the cultural popularity is too poor, even many monks are secondaries, let alone these single-brained young people with little experience.

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It's snowing.

There was a sound of crisp footsteps in the thick snow. It was the sound of boots stepping deep into the snow, one after another.

The mushroom trees a little farther away could not be seen anymore, only a figure in a black cloak was faintly seen.

The figure constantly hit the falling snowflakes all over his body, but he didn't see a little snow on his shoulders. He calmly calmed down between walks, as if walking on the ground, smooth and abnormal.

"But Huang Mengxian is here?"

Suddenly, the snowstorm was interrupted intermittently, and a voice floated like ghosts. It seemed to be a man, but it was as thin as an eunuch.

"Assert that the scattered people have arrived?" The man in cape stopped and looked around alertly.

"Come in with a woven cloth, Huang Mengxian really was amazing. Admire it."

That voice sounded again.

Suddenly there were five masked men and women wearing white camouflage clothes around the cape man. The cape man was rounded in the middle.

"This is not the place where the aura can be used outside, the Lord of the Yellow Gate is alone in danger, if it falls here ..." The man in white laughed, the voice was the one who had previously transmitted the voice.

"Falling? It's up to you?" The cape sneered. The black coat trembled suddenly, and the whole man's peeling spots turned.

Huh!

Dozens of silver needles as thin as a bull's hair flew out of the hand and flew in all directions.

The Wusan people grabbed their hands at the same time, and in the tinkling sound, all the silver needles were pulled and absorbed and attached to the gloves.

"Gold locker ?!" The cloakman suddenly had an extra spear in his hand, not knowing where he was hiding before, but at this time the gun body shook, and a trembling sound swept across. Draw a round black circle.

The Wusan people each reached out and grabbed the spear, all wearing thick platinum gloves.

Tinkerbell!

After a series of violent crashes, five people were quickly dissipated. One of them was approached by the cloak man, and slapped in the palm of his hand.

Huh!

After the muffled sound, the man's face under the mask turned red, and a spit of blood spewed out. Without the aura, she was struggling hard. He was hit hard with a single blow. Going back a few steps, but unexpectedly the cloak man's weird body clings to the snow, suddenly swiping from his side and hitting it again from behind.

Huh!

The timing of this blow speed angle was grasped at the moment when he just couldn't handle it, and then ventilated.

"How could this person not breathe !!!?" With such horror questions, his vest was directly worn through.

For a moment, blood and water splashed and the body fell to the ground.

The man in cape retracted his hand and rushed towards the others again.

"Second Brother !!" A few people were extremely sad and siege again. One after another a lot of caution, and cape people.

In the past, the cloak man killed and exploded. He did not need to change his breath and consumed too much. At this time, his breath was not fully restored, and he was surrounded by four people. Under some struggle. He couldn't rest at all and was bombarded in turns by the four like gears.

For a while the roar continued in the snow.

"Ha ha ha ha! The well-known five scattered people actually turned into four today. The old things are just a casual tour, and they can still see such good shows. It is really a good deal!"

There was another old laugh at this moment in the distance.

After a while, an old man in white clothing was brought in, and he had to drag his belly to the abdomen. The white hair flutters, the fairy wind bones, looks like a hermit in the mountain. But carrying a large mace in his hand destroyed the temperament.

"I was in the southwest for a while, and today's elite masters are all gathered together. For what is it, do you have to pretend to be a farmer?" Another middle-aged woman's voice was fierce and abnormal, and it came through from the snow.

Soon it was another woman in black, wearing a cape, and fell slightly beside the scattered people.

"How about it? I don't know. What about it?" The old man dressed as a farmer smiled.

"The herringbone lantern is nothing, but the big secret hidden in it is that even the teacher is excited!" The woman said lightly. "Let's all take a step back. If Tianqing's help succeeds, I must thank you a lot."

"You mean. Even the old monster Tianqing ancestor can't help coming out in person?" The old peasant and the old man who had smiled calmly suddenly changed his color.

"With guts, say these three words yourself in front of the teacher." The middle-aged woman said coldly.

The old farmer no longer said much, but watched vigilantly.

The scattered people also felt bad at this time, with the body of his brother, faintly retreating.

The cape man Huang Mengxian managed to breathe a sigh of relief, but was also injured in the siege. At this time, he heard that Tianqing's ancestor was coming, and suddenly changed color, and began to look for a retreat.

"Since the ancestor himself, it is reasonable for me to give in first." Then he shot back like an arrow, and fell into the snow a few times.

But after a while, before the others responded, he flew back to his original position with his back turned, staring at the direction when he came.

"Brother Tian has to leave when he first arrives. Don't he look down on me?"

In the snow, a leisurely voice followed the wind.

Soon not only the old farmers returned, but also the scattered people who had left before were also forced to return. Five of them are ugly.

Everyone is looking at the surroundings, always paying attention to Tianqing ancestors who do not know where they will come from.

"The flower in the cup, the wine in the painting, the moon in the clouds, the water flows. Brother Huang still remembers the trick of hunting my poor apprentice thirteen years ago."

The man in the cape suddenly changed his face, suddenly turned and looked behind him, and saw a thin old man with a pale face and white beard with white beard in his jaw, who did not know when to stand behind him.

One hand was already pressed against his vest.

"You weird ...!" The voice stopped abruptly.

After tearing, a thin **** heart came out of the thin old man's palm. The corpse standing in front of him slowly knelt down, melted away, and melted into a thick pool of blood.

"The ancestors actually wanted to be there. It seems that herring lights are really strong this time ..." The old peasant dressed the old man changed his face slightly. Every minute and every second of their eyes were on their eyes, as if they were close to the enemy.

The thin old man lost his heart, and his hands were as flawless as white jade.

"Even if you don't use Reiki ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~, it's just a bunch of native chickens and dogs gathered in the strong hands? For so many years, Brother Tian has stayed on the ground, if you don't advance, it really disappoints me.

"Can't match the ancestors' talents ..." The old farmer laughed a few times.

"I'm bound to get the herring fish lamp, and the one who obstructs me, there is only one way to go." Tian Qing ancestor said lightly, "Brother Tian is a wise man, and I'm sure I won't know what to do."

"Old ancestors please ..." Old farmer, his face shivered. "It's just that the herringbone lamp is very powerful, but it's not easy to deal with ... ancestors must be careful not to hurt yourself and break your path."

"It's nothing to worry about," Tian Qing ancestor said lightly.

Although politely spoken, they both knew that if it was not possible to use Reiki here, I am afraid that all outsiders present today would die here.

Because of the killing ancestor of Tianqing, no one can stay alive.

The hegemons of all parties in the Western Regions, who is not a fierce and rampant generation, do not allow someone to jump under his nose. (To be continued.) Enable new URL