Dragon-Marked War God

"The old man's eyes are like a torch. In the lower river dust, it is the Kyushu fairy world, stepping into the realm of the gods, thank you for the help of the predecessors. Keke..."

Jiang Chen is the color road.

"You are still a bone, you should rest well. After all the hardships, the immortals who enter the realm of the gods are mostly persevering. You are a good boy."

The old man smiled and turned and left.

"My name is month. My grandfather is called the old bar. The people in the village are called, hehe. But Grandpa is a famous refining pharmacist in Shili Ba Village. It is amazing."

Yueer said with a smile, the corner of his mouth with a touch of color, took a look, Grandpa has gone, this is relieved.

"Your strength, there are actually eight levels of Emperor!"

Jiang Chen glanced at the moon and took a breath of air. His face was incomparably ugly. I don't know if I should cry or laugh.

"The strength of the month is a bit low, the talent is too low, and the understanding is poor. Big brother, you should not laugh at me. I have been working hard to cultivate, but Grandpa is saying that I am not suitable for cultivation, nor It is suitable to learn from his refining pharmacist."

The moon whispered and looked dissatisfied. It seemed that there was some anger. The little girl was innocent and innocent, so Jiang Chen couldn’t help but couldn’t help but twitched.

Is this called poor talent? Is this low perception? This little girl is more horrible than she has been practicing for thousands of years. The moment she stepped into the tomb of the gods, she was only a seven-level emperor, and she was very wronged, even though she did not seem to work hard and her talents were not Too good, I have already been an eight-level emperor in my teens.

"No, who said that the strength of the month is weak, the big brother first disagreed, hehe."

Jiang Chen said with a smile, the 12-year-old eight-level Emperor, who dare to say that the girl is poor? Jiang Chen was the first to be unwilling.

"Big brother, this is a special medicine made by my grandfather. Drink it quickly. If you keep it for less than half a month, you will be able to make a living."

The innocent pureness of the moon makes Jiang Chen think of the smoke and the morning rain. Once upon a time, she is also so naive and kind, ice-clear and jade-clean, not provoke the worldly dust, always so muddy and dyed.

"What happened to your big brother? Is it because you don't want to take medicine?"

"No, I just remembered a sister, she is like you, ice and jade."

Jiang Chen said, the medicine in the hands of the month, a drink, the feeling of clear and cool, did make Jiang Chen a shock, it really is a magical medicine, he felt a very comfortable feeling after eating.

"You will make fun of people, big brother, how can I say that you said."

The moon is a little red, knowing that Jiang Chen is boasting about her. In the past, Grandpa almost never praised her. In the village, she is also the one who has the strength to hang her tail. Although few people care, she is very concerned about it. She doesn't want to be a drag on her grandfather every time. Every time someone else is joking with Grandpa, she uses her strength to say things.

"Old bar, old bar, man?"

A low cry came out of the door.

"What's wrong, the wind is full of the building. I am so cold, how come today is coming."

The old bar said faintly, it seems that he is not very welcome.

"Isn't your family caught a strong man? Three days later, I went to Xuanfengzong, but the young master of the wind reminded me several times. The men in our village all have to go with me to dig the **** stone. This is the young master. The command."

Feng Manlou said with a proud face, cold eyes on the old bar. If the father asked him to always respect the old bar, this is the well-known refining pharmacist in Shili Ba Village, but it is quite face-saving. Offended him, his village chief is not good enough.

However, today's wind-filled building is directly climbing the Qiufengzong of Qilian Prefecture. Naturally, the old bar is not put in the eyes, and the wind-filled building brings the young people in the village to the Xuanfengzong. To dig the **** stone, it is a very tiring errand, and it will take a year to come back once, no one wants to leave the town to go to the Xuanfengzong.

However, the wind is full of the village is the son of the village chief, and now there is the right to climb, with the Shao Zong sect of the lord, the person who provokes him, naturally no more.

"He is not the person in our village, and he is injured, I am afraid that may not be competent. I advise the young master to change the individual."

The old bar smiled and said.

"You are not willing to go with me, isn't it? Old bar head, one hundred down the **** stone, how? You can earn a year."

The wind is full of buildings, isn’t it just asking for money? If you don't die, you want to be a **** stone. He doesn't need it. What he lacks is just a human hand.

The old bar shook his head and laughed and said nothing.

"What do you mean? This person must take it away after three days, and this time I should tell you the old bar. In the future, don't be a blessing in front of me. He is the village head, you are a Refining the medicine, Zhou Jiacun, it’s not that you have the final say. Hey."

The wind filled the building with a cold sigh and turned and walked away.

"Right, wait for your family, Nizi, for another two or three years, and grow up to be an adult. When it is time, it will definitely be slim. When I take him to Xuanfengzong, I will definitely be able to make a difference. Oh, that's a beautiful embryo."

The wind filled the corner of the building with a feminine smile, making people shudder.

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

The old bar squatted on the squirt pot and lay on the rocking chair, as if he was asleep.

"Moon, who is this wind-filled building? He wants me to go and dig him with him?"

Jiang Chen brows a wrinkle, this guy is not a good bird, yelling, like the bottom of the world under the boss, the second child, his third child, the typical deception, foxes and tigers.

"He is the son of the village chief. He was lucky enough to enter the Xuanfeng dynasty five years ago, and he has attached to the Shaozong ancestors of the Xuanfeng dynasty. After coming back these years, he is quite overbearing, almost covering the sky. The young and middle-aged people in our village are full. Hundreds of people, almost all of them were arrested by Xuanfengzong to dig Yuanshi veins, and they can only come back once a year. No one wants to go, but his power in Xuanfengzong is quite strong, and Zhouzhou Village is a district. No one dares to disobey him. Even when he comes back, he bullies the male and female, and he has no evil. If he is a village chief, he will close his eyes. Hey, I hate him the most, every time I don’t care. Look at me kindly."

The child said with enthusiasm, obviously it is not to see the son of the village chief.

"Xuanfengzong, is it strong?"

Jiang Chen muttered.

"That is of course, Xuanfengzong is one of the eight major sects of Qilian, and the disciples in the door are more than ten million. Even if it is a foreigner disciple of Fengmanlou, there is also the strength of the nine-level Emperor, once it breaks through the virtual level. In the medium term, you will become an inner disciple."

Said the month.

"The gods, there are so many nine-level emperors?"

Jiang Chen wondered.

The moon laughs non-stop, licking the small mouth, and the flowers are moving.

"Do you think that the gods are the gods everywhere, the gods are countless? Big brother, you are really naive than me, giggling."

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