I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Unexplained students, who saw the horrible sword, felt terrified.

Even people who are familiar with Xu Xiaolan An Lin feel incredible.

"God, is Anlin's conflict with Xiaolan?" Su Xiaoyun covered his mouth and looked at the things happening on the mountain with astonishment.

"I think this thing must be awkward. Isn't their relationship good before?" Xuanyuan said.

Liu Qian, who witnessed the development of the whole incident, smiled faintly: "Being a dead man... If anyone is doing a good job, let someone else cut himself. In this way, expressing joy, it is no wonder that Xiaolan will be angry."

"Nobody cares if Anlin’s classmate died and died?" Tang Ximen looked shocked.

Everyone was white and Tang Ximen glanced and did not speak.

Tang Ximen: "..."

Among the pieces of smoke, An Lin’s figure appeared again, and the clothes were ragged, but the skin did not see any scars.

"Stop... Xiaolan, really."

When he met, he immediately waved.

After Xu Xiaolan's swordsman was integrated into the power of Suzaku's blood, the power was already terrifying to the attacking means of returning to the virtual world, but even then, it did not leave a scar on Anlin's body.

"No, this is all right?" Xu Xiaolan was really shocked this time.

Her eyebrows were picked, and the dragons in their hands screamed again, and a more horrible atmosphere began to escape.

"Slow!" At this moment, a thick-eyed uncle appeared beside Xu Xiaolan and began to stop. "Don't fight, this kind of battle hurts the flowers and plants. It's really a fight, or go." Let's go outside the school."

Xu Xiaolan was said to be a pretty face in this sentence, silently put away the long sword.

Anlin finally gave a sigh of relief and cast a grateful glance at Vice President Yu Hua.

Vice-President Yuhua looked at An Lin and warned: "The next time you collapse the mountain, you have to lose money!"

An Lin heard a slight face. You said that I said what I said, shouldn’t I talk to Xu Xiaolan?

The farce soon subsided, and everyone was left with some intentions.

"I didn't expect Xu Xiaolan to be so strong. The wind of the sword is much more powerful than our Jianxian teacher..."

"The skin of An Lin’s senior is also really thick. The sword was taken on the front and it was not hurt.”

"Is it useful, I don't want to fight back, it's really boring. Where did my sacred **** go?"

"The same feeling, I still want to see the two of them fight each other, it must be very exciting..."

"I think that since the beginning of the war of freedom, the class of An Lin has been paralyzed, and all the way to the end!"

"Is it true that the gods will not get the turtle Wang Ba heritage?"

"Fart! He is so powerful, at least it is also a basaltic inheritance..."

......

Xu Xiaolan came to Anlin's side, and his fingers were poked out with his lush fingers. Some of them were tough and somewhat elastic. They felt that there was no difference in peacetime.

She was curious: "What kind of magical power do you practice, how can it be so powerful."

Anlin smiled and smiled. "This is called the body of the **** of war!"

Xu Xiaolan rolled his eyes and said: "Good cheesy name."

Later, she asked again: "Is that skin so thick, can you still feel pain?"

"Of course, when you yell at me, it hurts, there is no scar." Anlin said this is the truth, pain does not hurt and the skin has not been broken, and there is no necessary connection.

He also thought that after saying this sentence, he could get the comfort of Xu Xiaolan.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaolan was relieved and nodded: "Fortunately..."

An Lin: "???"

The vision of heaven and earth brought by Anlin's refining of the body of the **** of war once again caused a sensation on the campus, which caused a lot of heated discussion.

As a party, An Lin has already returned to his residence with Xu Xiaolan and others.

In order to celebrate the successful exit, he once again held a pan banquet.

In fact, this can not be said to be a closed customs clearance, after all, he is sucking and sucking, and then it is refined into a god...

Real retreat, Anlin has not tried yet, he does not have to try.

Pan hot pot banquet.

"The Faerie Tower on campus will be open tomorrow. The deadline is three days. Do you want to go there?" Tang Ximen said while eating.

"Fairy Tower? What is that?" An Lin's face was white.

Xuanyuan sincerely smiled and said: "An Lin did not know the news during the retreat for a few days, let me tell you about it."

"Fairing Tower is in a forbidden place on our campus. There is a battle of the sages of all generations of heaven, and students can release the mind into the tower and fight with these powers. Generally speaking, only the big five students, There is only one chance to enter the Fairy Tower before graduation. But junior and senior students can make an exception if they reach the late stage of Yuling."

An Lin heard the curse and said: "What good is it to enter the Xianling Tower and the sages to fight?"

"Fairing Tower has a total of ninety-nine floors. Each level is raised, you can get extra stone and medicinal herbs rewarded by the heavens." Tang Ximen said with a smile.

“Is there anything else?” Tuhao’an did not care about these.

Tang Ximen saw An Lin’s expression, his face fainted: “As long as you successfully passed the 80th floor, your identity will be recorded in the campus Hall of Fame, and it will last forever.”

"Oh, I was already in the Hall of Fame when I was a freshman. Is there anything else?" Anlin was accidentally entered at the time and had no feelings about it.

Tang Ximen took a sip of old blood and finally thought about it. He said: "If you are superb, you will get more than 80 layers of the sages of the sages, and you will have a chance to get the inheritance of their life. ""

Anlin heard this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ finally had an interest, and the eyes lit up.

"School Tang, did you get to the first few layers?" Su Xiaoyun curiously looked at Tang Ximen and opened his mouth softly.

Tang Ximen proudly smiled: "Under the next time, I reached the 70th floor! I was ranked first in the junior year."

"Oh……"

Amazing inside the house.

"That is because the third year of the junior year, except for him, only Zuoqiu Bing was the late stage of Yuling. Two people entered the competition and took the first." Liu Qianyi said the truth without mercy.

"Hey..."

There was a slap in the house.

Tang Ximen: "..."

"That Liu Xuejie, you were a senior at that time? How many floors did you get?" Su Xiaoyun turned to look at the delicate woman beside him, curious.

"Eighty-seventh floor." Liu Qian sings, some helplessly said.

"Oh... great!"

There was another exclamation in the house.

"It’s much more powerful than Tang’s senior!"

"You can't say Tang Xuechang like this. After all, he is just the late stage of Yuling."

"Yes, we are at least half a step, so we can at least reach more than 70 layers, and it is a bit bottom-up."

"The goal is still on the 80th floor, and strive to enter the Hall of Fame."

"Yes, Tang Xuechang can go to the 70th floor. Why can't we go to the 80th floor?"

Xu Xiaolan, Su Shaoyun, Xuan Yucheng and others looked at each other and they all smiled.

Tang Ximen burst into tears and his heart was repeatedly crit.

Can you talk well? Do you want to hit people like this!

At the same time, his heart is also remorseful. In front of this group of enchanting, he has nothing to force.

Everyone ate and talked, and finally decided to go to Xianling Tower tomorrow, anyway, the opportunity to get it in vain, don't be white.

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