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Just as the players dropped their feet and sighed, they suddenly turned around. Lin Xian'er, who turned around, suddenly turned back and smiled at the players. Although she was wearing a veil, it was hard to see her face. But the slightly bent eyebrows and the lightly trembling veil let the players who are staring at her know that she, smiled!

　　 Squeak!

　　 With a chuckle, Lin Xian'er's white and flawless hands gently closed the window and disappeared into the sight of the players, making the players sigh, disappointed, and itchy, leaving only unlimited reverie...

　　 "Looking back and smiling, Bai Meisheng, the sixth palace has no color! Hahahaha, such a peerless beauty, my Qiao family will decide!"

Among the crowd, a young man wearing a brocade robe stared at the tightly closed window on the second floor and laughed wildly. It was the Qiao family who had a conflict with the ancestor Qianqiu of the Yellow River the day before. Beside him is still standing a cold-faced man holding a sword,

Ok? its not right! Didn’t Jian Shang be killed by Zu Qianqiu and banned in the villa? Now two days have passed, he should be able to come out tomorrow.

Qi Tian looked suspiciously on his face and found out that this person is not Jianshang, but his temperament is more similar to Jianshang, and he can be the bodyguard of the Qiao family. It seems that this person is also like Jianshang in reality. Is also a master,

　　 "This Qiao family must have a lot of status in reality. Just as a bodyguard appeared, another one appeared immediately!" Qi Tian said secretly,

Most players may also see that the Qiao family’s status is not simple, or they do not want to cause trouble. Although they are very upset with his arrogant words, they can only keep silent. There are always exceptions everywhere,

　　 "Oh? Really? I'm going to have a look at Hunzijiang, how did you order this fairy Lin!"

Amidst the crowd, a man who was a dangling man who was a Lai-year-old man walked forward to the door of Yueming Building and smiled at Qiao's Young Master: "Since this brother said he is going to fix Fairy Lin, then, you Do you dare to come up and call this door open?"

　　 The Qiao family stared at the player named Hunzijiang, a cold color flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm just a little bastard!" Hunzijiang leaned against the door of Yueming Building with her **** hugged, and said with a smile: "I said, buddy, don't you want to order Lin Xianzi? Lin Xianzi just Above this Yueming Tower, are you calling to open the door soon?"

"Hmph, why do I call the door? Why don't you call, do you not want to see Lin Xian'er?" The Qiao family snorted and didn't take a step forward. He didn't want to be this early bird, just in case. The abrupt irritation of the beautiful woman made Lin Xian'er unhappy. With so many competitors, he would probably be out of luck if he wanted to embrace the beautiful woman.

　　 "Hahahaha, you don't even have the guts, you are like a bear and you dare to say that you are going to decide Lin Xian'er, you are really laughing!" Hunzijiang laughed with his arms on his hips.

The players around 　　 also burst into laughter, although they don’t want to provoke the Qiao family, but since someone takes the lead, they will naturally not let go of this opportunity to gloat.

　　 "Asshole!" Young Master Qiao was full of anger, stretched out his hand and tremblingly pointed at Hun Zijiang who was still laughing, and said to the cold-faced man on the side: "Sword Mark, kill him for me!"

　　Qi Tian learned that the name of the new cold-faced man next to the Qiao family was actually Jian Hen, which was very similar to Jian Shang’s name, and their relationship must be very close.

　　 "Yes, master!"

　　 The cold-faced male Jianhen nodded in response. He held the wooden sword on the ground and pierced Hunzijiang who was standing next to the gate of Yueming Building. The number of moves was exactly the same as Jianshang.

Seeing the wooden sword stabbing, Hun Zichan stopped laughing, but his face was still cheerful, he shook his sleeves calmly, and slipped a pale white stick from the sleeve. The shape is held in its hands by its back,

"what?"

Qi Tian was stunned when he saw Hunzijiang’s stubby white stick, because this little stick was also a piece of equipment, a low-grade weapon of Grade C that came out only two days ago, and it was in the map of the magic grave. A bone stick weapon with a five-strength attack that can be exploded by a small skeleton,

　　 "This Hunzijiang is quite courageous!" Qi Tian muttered inwardly.

　　 Qi Tian originally thought that no one would dare to go to the Demon Tomb map to fight monsters, even if he went there, he would be frightened and ran out, but he did not expect that even the equipment in the Demon Tomb was already available to players.

　　 "I will go to the Demon Tomb to see what the situation is now!"

　　 Qi Tian planned to wait a while to go to the magic grave map to check how many players were fighting monsters there. He shook his head at the moment and didn’t think too much.

　　 At this time, Jian Henping held the wooden sword and had already attacked Hunzijiang. Hunzijiang's expression was still cheerful, holding the bone stick and swiping in front of him in a hurry.

　　 He only heard a ‘bang’, and he swept the sword mark’s wooden sword to the side. Although the two weapons were bone and wood, they made a sound of gold and iron fighting together.

Jian Hen looked at Hun Zichan, who was still cheerful and indifferent, with a hint of surprise on his indifferent face. Only at this time did he realize that the person in front of him was an ancient martial artist like himself, or a kung fu master. Ancient warriors who are weaker than themselves~www.wuxiahere.com~Most ordinary players will attack the victim at the same time when they are attacked. Generally, they don’t think of using their own weapons to ward off the enemy’s attack.

"who are you?"

The blow failed, Jianhen stepped back and asked in a deep voice. There are not many ancient martial artists in the real world. Young ancient martial artists are even rarer. He almost knows the famous existence of the younger generation, but this person is in front of him. He has never seen it before,

"Who am I? Didn't I just say that, I'm just a gangster in society!" Hunzichan said with a faint smile, "However, what I didn't expect from this little gangster was that it was passed on. For thousands of years, the famous Heavenly Sword Sect in the arena has also clung to the worldly wealthy and became the running dog of the Qiao family! Alas, if the chief of the Heavenly Sword Master knows that his disciples and grandchildren have done such a shameful thing, I would be annoyed. He's vomiting blood!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Hunzijiang curled his mouth in disdain.

A hint of anger flashed in Jianhen's eyes, and a hint of helplessness flashed at the same time. He chose to cling to Qiao's family to the elders in the door, and even sent himself to be the bodyguard of Qiao's trash youngster. He was also very dissatisfied in his heart, but, This is the decision of the older generation, and even a junior has no choice but to obey the order.

　　 At this time, Hunzijiang played with the bone stick and said: "I heard that among the young generation of Tianjianmen, it is Jianshang and Jianhen who are the best. I don't know which one of them is Xiongtai?"

"Lae Xia Jianhen! I don't know who your Excellency is?" Jian Hen Zai asked. This **** knows her Heavenly Sword Sect so much. He is not very good at martial arts or low in grade, but he has never heard of martial arts return. With such a number one person~www.wuxiahere.com~, you are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.wuxiahere.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.