Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Ding Hao can not help but secretly admire.

From the perspective of appearance, this woman is indeed amazed to the point of heaven.

Only her expression is cold and arrogant, like an iceberg that cannot be opened. Even a silhouette gives a cold feeling that refuses to be thousands of miles away, making Ding Hao feel uncomfortable.

This girl is the cousin named Li Yiruo in the handsome young Lang.

She was followed by two maids wearing light armor, and the look was equally cold and fierce.

Ding Hao looked at him casually and found that the horses that these people were riding were all black and inky, two meters high, and the limbs were strong and vigorous. They were shaped like beasts. It is said to be the half-demon horse's ink cloud lion beast. With the demon animal lineage, you can walk five thousand on a daily basis, and spend five thousand at night. The gods are extraordinary, and one is worth a thousand dollars.

The armor worn on them is made of demon skins, which is extremely expensive and light, and is even above the steel armor.

It can be seen that this group of people has an extraordinary origin and is definitely a big force.

Ding Hao is not willing to get into trouble, far away, and is unwilling to have any intersection with such a group of people.

The warrior named Chen Wu quickly set up a simple tent.

A group of warriors, who had cooked rice on the edge of the pool, shouted at the edge of the sword pool.

After a while, the change is regenerated.

In the distant mountain road, there was a thunderous horse-like screaming sound, and the voice was still above the handsome young man and his party.

After a while, the sky was dusty, and I saw a team of majestic knights in the woods.

This set of people, white one white horse, like a group of white snow rolling, galloping like the wind, in the blink of an eye, also came to the side of the pool.

Headed by a teenager, the body is strong, the face is big, the eyebrows are like a knife, the momentum is amazing, the white armor is white, the black hair is like a waterfall, and the wind is fluttering in the wind. The eyes are swallowed and the sword is very strong. Chic and powerful.

This magnificent young boy, Lema drank, glanced across the pool and saw the girl in the white skirt role, his eyes lit up, and immediately smiled at the handsome face of the face, Langhaha: "I can’t think of it. The coward of the sunset town grabbed the front, Li Zaoyang, when you met the beast in the wilderness yesterday, you can run faster than the rabbit!"

"Young Master, I have to hurry to ask Jianzong, naturally there is no time to go around with the group of animals."

Noodle teenager Li Zhanyang said coldly: "It is Xiaoyang Xuan, the young master of Qingyang Town. In order to fight for it, you have to fight with a group of animals. I see that your guards are six fewer. I am afraid that it is dead. Hey, In order to be alone, regardless of the life and death of the guards, this stupid thing, I can't really do it!"

"You..." The sturdy boy Xiao Chengxuan glared.

These two teams seem to have encountered before, but the relationship between them is not very harmonious, and there should be a small conflict.

And listening to their tone, it is estimated that everyone in the distant human settlement town, came to ask the swordsmen to learn from the arts, the two guards are mostly warriors in the martial arts, two teenagers and the girl, good at the bottom , about the realm of the quasi-martial arts.

Both sides seem to be consuming.

Xiao Chengxuan smiled coldly and told the guards to set up a simple tent on the edge of the pool. They stayed at a distance of more than ten meters. Although there was no direct conflict between them, it was inevitable that words were provocative.

Ding Hao does not want to have any intersection with this group of people, sitting far away from the pool of the sword, the rust sword is on the lap, grasping the time to practice, stimulating the mysterious body in the body, constantly moisturizing the body.

The beautiful girl named Li Yiruo seems to be clean, accompanied by two maids dressed as maids, came to the pool of the sword, washed water, and then quickly changed a set. The white warrior put on clothes, rolled up his trouser legs, and played around the pool.

This girl's sheep fat jade is generally delicate and white, bare feet, delicate toes painted with delicate red cardamom, two white legs, really beautiful, thrilling, far from a glance, it makes people feel scared and red.

The warriors of both sides, including Li Zaiyang and Xiao Chengxuan, will be secretly aiming at them from time to time.

Everyone was impressed by this beautiful and innocent girl.

Only Ding Hao sat in the distance, closed his eyes, and sighed with luck, if he had not heard of it.

Although he is a cloth, but there is a kind of indifference and dustiness on his body, which is extremely handsome.

Li Yiruo also noticed Ding Hao very quickly.

Of course, this proud little swan is just a glimpse, and the beautiful corner of the mouth is drawn with a arrogant and disdainful curvature.

Like a guy who wants to draw attention to her own mavericks, she has seen too many things in the past. Such behavior is even more ridiculous and childish in Li Yiruo’s eyes. She will not be because of some boring curiosity. Condescend to pay attention to such a poor boy who is sour and has no future.

As time goes by, the sun is getting more and more toxic at noon.

There are strange things every year, and there are so many today.

I don't know when, on the mainland of the woods in the distance, there was a strange black shadow, slowly approaching this side.

It was a thin and sturdy figure. It seemed to have escaped quickly. It stumbled very slowly but firmly walked in the direction of the sinking pool.

After a little closer, I can see it clearly. It turned out to be a thin boy about 14 years old.

The coarse cloth on his body was already ragged, and the thorns were stripped. The skin that was exposed to the outside was covered with dirt, and the blood was scarred. It was black and the hair was like a thatched mess. It was too thin. The arms and calves are exposed, and the dark skin surface is covered with various fine scars.

The mysterious teenager carries a bamboo basket on his back.

The basket was covered with a rag and I didn't know what was inside. It looked quite heavy.

His steps are barefoot, barefoot, and his mind seems to be a bit fuzzy. He walks out of the swaying, stepping on the hot sand, step by step like carrying a giant mountain. Only a pair of scorpions exposed under the cover of the mess, bright as the night stars, there is a kind of charm that can't be said, as if to let a look, it will be heartbreaking.

"Water...water..."

Seeing the sword-washing pool, the spirit of this dark boy was quickened, and he stepped up and stumbled.

When he arrived at the pool, he apparently had exhausted his whole body and carefully removed the basket and placed it on the side of the pool. He wanted to kneel on the floor and pick up the clear pool of water. He accidentally snorted and the whole Everyone was planted in the shallow water and grass, and they couldn’t attend to climb up. They lie in the water like this, sipping their mouths greedily.

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Thanks for the night measurement cold, the thundering halo, the winter ten, Peng Yi love fat, destined to perish, Nan Fengyi greatly support, Nan Feng Wei greatly increased the 30,000 aspect ratio, the knife will add a chapter at 12 o'clock in the evening, Six more today.

Brothers, let's get crazy, red tickets, collections, burning!