I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Oh, I have always been strong."

An Lin licked his hair and walked toward Tian Lingling.

He looked at the girl's pink and delicate face, and the petite figure, could not help but feel again: "Hey, how have you been two years, you still have not grown tall?"

"Wow! False priests, can you talk!?"

When Tian Lingling heard about the height, she immediately blew it up. No matter why Anlin would become so strong, she directly slammed Anlin with a small fist.

Disappointment of Dabai: "Ang, this is what you said about the beauty in the world? Are you jealous, or am I married? Wang!"

Tian Lingling glanced at it and looked at the white-haired giant dog next to it.

Dabai speaks the language of the beast, meaning it can reach people's hearts without translation.

"Wow! Even your beasts will smash me, what is Ann!"

She had been beaten by a dog, and hammering Anlin hammered harder.

An Lin: "..."

Qinghe Jianxian saw Anlin but he laughed and took the initiative to come up: "Anlin Road Friends, thank you for your help!"

"You are welcome, old acquaintances." An Lin waved his hand.

At this time, the seven monks behind him also descended from the sky.

These students did not hide their breath, and each one was vast and profound, giving an unbeatable feeling.

"Haha, these are the rescuers I moved in. Where are your enemies? They just want to practice their hands." An Lin laughed and said to Qinghe Jianxian.

Qinghe Jianxian eyelids jump, a little want to vomit blood.

Eight reinforcements of the reinforcements?

Nima, an Anlin can complete the fire poisoning, now eight?

This is not a cannon to fight mosquitoes!

Tian Lingling was also scared. I did not expect that An Lin would bring a group of monks in the spiritual period to practice.

There is only one sorcerer left in the other party. How do you practice this? Does one spit on your mouth?

The colorful mountains, the monks of the sorcerer, have also been scared.

"I rely on! Where did this group of monks come out!?"

Jiang Peng's legs were soft, and his eyes looked at the eight monks in the distance.

It’s hard to hope for the support of the fire poisoning, and I’m ready to rush out and kill.

As a result, the fire poisoning was destroyed by a person.

Then come to the seven reinforcements of the monk reinforcements?

how to spell? He is still playing a fart!

Soon, the outside of the Yuxiu monks came round.

"Fast, die, and push the law to the extreme!"

Jiang Peng shouted the monks to urge the formation, but also played a group chat on the phone.

This is a general group called "poisonous poison".

Black Witch King: "Dear friends, I was surrounded by nine monks in the Yuxiu period. How can I get out of trouble, online, etc., very urgent!"

Soon, the group rioted.

蜈蚣大圣: "Where, the black witch king did not go to see the yellow calendar, nine monks of the spiritual period to encircle you?"

Copper corpse is real: "What the **** have you done?"

The black witches burst into tears: "Don't mention this, tell me how to get out of trouble, die!"

Silver corpse is real: "Isn't the poisonous king to save you?"

Black Witch King: "When the fire poison king led his congregation, he was one of the monks outside."

蜈蚣大圣: "..."

Copper corpse is real: "..."

Silver corpse is real: "..."

Red Serpent: "..."

Jiang Peng saw a lot of ellipsis, anxious to vomit blood, and rushed to type.

Black Witch King: "You are a quick friend! I am really going to die!"

Dangdang, the chat box of the phone suddenly disappeared.

The system prompts: "The Red Snake has removed you from the poison poison chat group."

Jiang Peng: "..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the guardian mountain collapsed.

"What happened? There was no violent collision. How did the formation collapse?!" Jiang Peng said with amazement.

"I don't know... the teacher, it seems that the eyes of somewhere have been destroyed!" The other monks had already been scared to face the monks who were flying toward them.

Jiang Peng did not say anything, and directly attacked the old man and walked away.

Behind him came the screams of the monks and sorcerers. After the three interest, a steady voice came from behind him.

"You are the evil master of the mortal world? Fight with me?"

Jiang Peng heard this voice and was shocked.

He hurriedly turned his head and saw that there were four monks who had already flown to his four different positions.

"Would you like to pick one?"

Another cold-faced black robe man looked at him and spoke.

Jiang Peng will cry, Nima, pick one?

Is there still a pick?

Everything is worming!

Jiang Peng trembled, and the black dense fog swept in all directions like a wave.

This is his press box trick, the black thick fog is composed of countless bloodthirsty witches, it is a horrible worm that can be swallowed up by the vitality, and the ordinary monk will die.

"The trough, but also fart!?"

After a scream, the four monks were scared to distance him.

Jiang Peng also had a sigh of relief in the future, and a ten-foot unskilled sword slammed on him, followed by flames, thunderbolts, flying swords...

Bang!

A colorful energy light group blooms in the sky, shaking the world.

After the fireworks, the sky returned to sunny.

The Black Witch King has been blown up into a blue smoke.

Tang Ximen sighed with a sigh of relief: "Don't just let go of a hand and finish it?"

Hu Guan also felt that it was not enough: "The main thing is that we all got together, and we should be able to make a few moves."

Xuan Yucheng and Yao Mingxi also felt boring and silently returned to the colorful mountains.

Anlin rode his head in the middle of a group of monks and stood tall.

"False priests, OK, I didn't expect you to have a pet beast in the late stage of Yuling."

Tian Lingling kept feeling the white hair of white and she was so excited.

This feel is so good, it is better than the top toys, and it can't stop.

"Little girl, please don't do such a dirty move to me, Wang!"

Da Baiyu went to Tian Lingling and spit out his tongue.

Tian Lingling rolled her eyes and did not care about the words, and continued to touch.

Well, it’s so good to touch, so soft, soft and warm!

"An Lin, things have already been done, how about accompanying me to the Internet cafe?" Liu Qian magic walked to the side of An Lin, laughing and screaming, picking a beautiful eyebrow.

"Hey, don't forget what we are doing. There are still seven days when the Shouyang Mausoleum is open. Don't delay the business." Anlin solemnly said.

"Okay, okay, then I won't pull your captain into the water. I will go play for four or five days, let's see Changbaishan Tianchi." Liu Qian phantom puts his hands on his feet, feet up, and rises up. "Goodbye!"

An Lin: "..."

"False priests, the majesty of your captain seems not too high." Tian Lingling teased at the side.

"An Lin classmate, there is nothing wrong with it anyway. I also went to see a few friends in the mortal world. See you in Changbai Mountain five days later." Tang Ximen also came to leave.

"I went to Huang Shanshan and changed a few big killers, sometimes by phone." Xuan Yucheng also came over to shoot An Lin's shoulder and then left.

"Haha, then I also brought Su Shiyun classmates to see the beauty and culture of the mortal world." Xu Xiaolan took Su Shiyun's hand and said goodbye to Anlin.

An Lin stunned his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Let's go, everyone is free to move. After five days, everyone gathers in Changbaishan Tianchi."

"No... Ang, where are you going, I will follow where!" Yao Mingxi glanced hotly.

"Do not leave!" Hu Guan is also really open.

Anlin’s eyes are black.

Mom, the girl is running out, but the two men are going to stick to themselves?

"You go! You give me away! I don't want you to follow!" Ann Lin shouted loudly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~噗! Hahaha..." Tian Lingling couldn't help it, licking her stomach and laughing. "The false Taoist, I haven't seen you for two years. I didn't expect your man to be so prosperous?" ”

An Lin covered his face with a black line, so he said, "This is the two brain powders."

Qinghe Jianxian and other monks of the martyrdom of the encirclement, have also resigned, leaving only Anlin and Tian Lingling.

"You still don't leave?" An Lin blinked and looked at Tian Lingling, curious.

Tian Lingling's delicate little face has a faint blush, and whispered: "This is not a two-year absence. I want to talk to you more..."

An Lin’s mouth twitched: “If your hand is still continually touching the white, I almost believe it.”

Big white: "..."

Tian Lingling: "..."