Indestructible Primordial Spirit

The night was quiet and the insects were crying, and from time to time there were one or two dull beasts roaring next to the ground. This was the night of the fruit slam dense forest.

Gently rubbing the wound caused by the fine silver wolf two years ago, the big head of the Xiyao family has no sleep yet. He was insomnia, not because the wound was itching, but because of the heat in his heart.

Ming Yan is a native Zinu Nu, his mother is the birth mother of Xiyaohu, his father ... Zenu of this origin cannot find who his father is.

In order to be in the early stages, it took me half a lifetime to get to the point where I am now. In Yan Yan's eyes, everything in the world is for the sake of survival. He does not use the word interest to measure the relationship between people, but he does not dare to touch emotions easily, because he thinks that it is simply There cannot be a world of Zenu.

However, Ming Yan did not expect that in his first thought, giving the fish bowel sword to Lu Buqi gave him one of the most precious feelings in his life. This feeling is called friendship.

Two longer and thicker beheading knives were held in the arms by Ming Yan, which was given to him by the large account of the Northwest Household, and there were fifty fine iron fork guns.

As if stroking the greasy and smooth skin of the mother, he generally stroked the decapitation knife, and he could not help grinning. He would give away the fish intestines sword at the beginning, only to express his gratitude, and hope that Lu would never give up Cheng Qi can be regarded as fulfilling his wish in his mind, but he never thought that he could get anything in return from Lu Buqi.

After all, from the perspective of Ming Yan, a core of a beast is enough to offset everything he does, and if Lu Buqi succeeds, then he is no longer a person of the world, and how can he still remember him as a small person How about it?

But the facts told him that Lu Buqi always remembered him, and also regarded him as a friend or even a brother. Not only did he send fifty fine iron fork guns in person, but also two beheading knives he had forged.

Wang Yingfu also mentioned that the next year would send a batch of strong Zenu to supplement the losses of his West waist family, because Lu Buqi repeatedly mentioned that his West waist family suffered hundreds of injuries when dealing with the fine beast silver wolf. I number people.

These are not counted. Before leaving, Lu Buqi taught him a set of boxing techniques that even the four heavenly kings praise. Wang Lihong said in private that letting him practice these five-bionic bionic fist, the probability of reaching the bone-warming state in this life will increase by 30%.

Because of this, Ming Yan, a big man, couldn't help crying secretly, and at the same time convinced him that no matter how bad the living environment is, the world still has emotions.

"Let's practice less!" This is what Lu Buqi told him, which makes Ming Yan feel a little ashamed. After all, Lu Buqi has said something similar two years ago, but he didn't realize it, and he had brave the past two years. Still hovering in the seventh realm.

Before becoming a big account, Ming Yan was also a very chasing young man who worked hard to learn physical fitness and learned hunting and fighting skills. But after being a big accountant, after a few years of courage and feeling difficult, he broke some jars.

But today, when seeing fifteen-year-old Lu Buqi, he is so respected by the big supervisors and he is also highly respected by the four heavenly kings. The future of Ming Yan's bewilderment is clear again: "From today on, I will practice less hard. If I can break through the bones within three years, the general manager should be able to apply myself to apply for a family name, and become Opportunity to be white! "

In addition to the Xiyao households, the central hoarding households and the south exit households are also two points of Lu Buhua's personal trip. When he and Wang Lishou traveled through the dense forest of fruit thresholds, the two villagers also had a good reception for them, and their beheading sword was also expropriated by Lu Buqi.

The so-called dripping grace, Yongquan reported! Lu did not give up a beheading knife with a better texture, and also sent an additional 25 fine iron fork guns. Such a style undoubtedly impressed the large households in both villages.

Including Ming Yan, when these large households encountered large households near the village in the future, they would always proudly display the durable beheading knife, and then proudly stated that Lu Bei, a large household in Northwest households, Abandoned is their brother.

Regarding Lu Buqi's practice, Wang Yingfu and the four heavenly kings saw each other's thoughts in their hearts, and there is no doubt that they have a common thought, that is, since then, they know that Lu Buqi is definitely not An ingratitude guy.

On this day, it was another beautiful morning. I changed my practice clothes and wore a light green knee-length sarong. The two "horns" were replaced with two long braids. Wang Shuangqiao appeared again. North Gate, looking out of the town where the snow and ice has begun to melt away, is pretty independent.

In the light of the rising sun, Wang Shuangqiao's graceful figure landed on the wooden sign post on the left, with a clear outline, and she could clearly feel her expectations.

"Qiaoer ... dead Qiaoer?" In Baozipu, the widow of Baozi has already settled. He called two sentences and found that Wang Shuangqiao was absent. At the moment, his mouth was slightly tilted, and Fengmu Hanchun said, "This dead-hearted girl, go to wait I do n’t want to give up on that kid ... it's really her father Eriko who was pursuing me silly. "

Yes, it's time for Lu Buqi and his party to return, so Wang Shuangqiao will come to wait these days. From sunrise to sunset, except for lunch and other matters, it is basically here, and it has become a fruit. A beautiful scenic line at the north gate of Lizhen Town.

However, such a beautiful landscape will always inadvertently cause unnecessary trouble, and even the person will undergo huge changes as a result.

With a ticking horse-walking sound, a somewhat weird voice sounded behind Wang Shuangqiao: "Six Masters really do, for a low-priced Zeno, even let me run to such a backcountry, and crotch and The legs and stomachs are grinding out ... "

"It's ... versatile, I really believe in ghosts. I want to come to this kind of place with you, and now this big manager is not there. The mean old things are even arranged for us in the inn casually. Even the basic hospitality is not allowed. Let's go find a woman by yourself, how cold is this? "Another wretched voice sounded:" And there is no place to play during the day ... "

Hearing this, Wang Shuangqiao frowned slightly, glanced back, and saw four people leading four high-headed Malaysia towards this side. The two men walking in front were both ten years old and dressed in cloth jackets with good texture. A face was as wide as a pie, and the nose was broken; a thief, a pair of eyebrows and eyes, looked at each other, and they did not write the word "second-rate" on their foreheads.

These people are Wang Bocai who Wang arranged to attract and give up. Wang Daocai is the big pie, and his cousin Wang Jinbao is next to him. The next two people are arranged by Wang Bo. Guard.

Wang Shuangqiao's brow frowned slightly. She hated this kind of person the most. At first glance, it gave people a sense of indecentness, just like the Popi Wang Ergou them. Leaving his mouth scornfully at the moment, he looked back, and continued to slowly sense the veins with his mind.

But Wang Shuangqiao didn't know. She glanced at a hundred charming students so that Wang Duocai and Wang Jinbao could see their eyes straight, and they could not move their feet directly.

"Different, this girl is ..." A grunt, Wang Jinbao swallowed his mouth, "It's so watery!"

Wang Duocai's eyes were flooded, and he drooled: "Yeah, it's beautiful. My Wang Duocai is the only one who has read all the six major flower streets in Yangze, and I have never seen such amazing ..."

Looking at each other, the evil light in the corners of the two eyes was revealed, they smiled, and the two left the horse and walked over. Wang Duo just reached out and touched Wang Shuangqiao's shoulder: "Little girl, you are ..."

Wang Shuangqiao did not expect that in the broad daylight, these outsiders dared to use their hands, but when Wang Duocai's hand was about to be put on her shoulder, he had practiced martial arts for a year and a half and played a considerable role at this time. effect.

When his shoulders sank, Wang Shuangqiao didn't look back when he was walking forward. His left leg in cotton pants glared backwards and burst out bravely, but it was the "heart deer bump" in the five-bionic bionic deer boxing.

I just felt that there was a weird place in that kick, when Wang Duo made a scream, Wang Shuangqiao rushed forward with his strength, then turned and waved his arms to retreat, and shouted, "What are you doing?" ? "