Legend of the Cultivation God

Vol 2 Chapter 685: Poor mother and son

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There was no suspense, and the fire did not enter. "Ah~" At the same time, the screams of the hands were finally screamed, but the sound of "Peng" was heard, and the corpse of Shangyu burst into violent bursts, countless small The flesh and blood flashing scarlet brilliance rushed in all directions!

"Damn!" Xiao Hua Shen swept to know that these flesh and blood are highly toxic, if they fall in the river, or meet the common people, are big disasters! Moreover, what makes Xiao Hua angry is that Shang Hao actually wrapped his storage bag in the flesh and blood. If Xiao Hua wants to get the storage bag, it must be poisoned!

Then, without hesitation, he swayed the law again, and the other half of the mana was pouring in, but seeing that the spirit was ignited into a group of fire nets, quickly wrapping all the flesh and blood, slightly lingering, It is turned into nothing! At the same time, the fire was also slightly burned on the storage bag, and Xiao Hua’s mind wrapped around the gap in the storage bag. No matter what the three or seven ones, everything in the space was involved in his own space. !

"***, I don't know if Xiaoye takes things without hands!" Xiao Hua looked at the storage bag and was burned to ashes, cold and cold smile. .

Immediately, Xiao Hua swept the gods around for a while, and this was “great good!” and he sighed with relief. At this time, the Buddha’s heart in Xiaohua’s Buddha’s relic, the already burning Buddha’s fire, It is also adding a few colors to the air! This Buddha fire had already become a scale when Chaohua built the foundation and surpassed the undead in the spirit of the Five Spirits. Now it is already burning!

Xiao Hua, who killed Shang Yi, did not rush to fall. Instead, standing quietly in the air, while recovering this mana, frowning and thinking, to tell the truth, Xiao Hua did not expect Shang Hao to be so hard to kill, actually let himself use the fire twice, will be his own body The mana is exhausted. For the only time in the mid-term of the foundation, it is quite a bit of a big problem! However, it is biased. Xiao Hua didn't want to show it too much under the public. This fire was just because he had three real fires to cover it. Other people could see it as a general flame. Otherwise, Xiao Hua would not press himself on the bottom of the box. Revealed.

In fact, the most crucial thing is that although Xiao Hua now has the power of building the peak of the foundation and even the early Jindan, but there is no corresponding magic and magical power, there is no effective means to control these mana! Once again, Shang Yi is a poisonous door, although it is a small faction. However, its poisonousness is very powerful. It is feared by ordinary monks. The Hanjiang, the treasurer of the Hanjiang Tower, can ban the upstairs of the Hanjiang River. He has no defensive spells on his body, but even so. Still suffering from the poison of Shang Yi, the poison of Wan Duo Men can be seen, and if Xiao Hua does not have three real fires or fires, although he will not fear the poison of Shang Yi, but if he is killed. It is not easy to be free from poison!

"***, still have to look at the spells and exercises of each door!" Thinking of this, Xiao Hua's heart rose for a while, the four storage bags given to Xiangyang, although Xiaohua was not patient and careful. sort out. They can also be seen in general. He thought that Xiangyang would take away the three jade sects such as Yan Yanjiao, Huanhua School and Huang Daozong, and brought them back to Yu Leizong. What surprised Xiao Hua was that these things were not taken away from the sun. Even if there are still more than a dozen jade slips, they don’t know which martial art. Presumably, the spells of the monks killed by the beasts are also kept in the storage bags.

Xiao Hua understands that these things are put together, comparable to the foundation of a small self-cultivation sect. Even Xiao Hua himself can use these exercises to become a small family or martial art, and Xiangyang has no trace of himself. The idea was left to Xiao Hua. He took away only half of the inner beasts of the beasts, and some of the things that Xiangyang asked themselves for Xiao Hua.

"Master brothers treat me like this, I will also return the master brother, hey, Cui Hongjun, you are good luck!" Xiao Hua thought of Xiangyang, and naturally thought of Cui Hongjun.

"Xiao Lang~" Xue Xue had some anxious voices. Xiao Hua looked up and saw Xue Xue waiting for him. He flew in the air: "You... are you okay? Meilong of Xianyumen has long been Ran away!"

"Nothing, how can there be something?" Xiao Hua waved his hand very easily, saying: "For the husband to think about it! As for Mei Xiaoyao, she fled and fled, and there was no intention to kill her."

Xue Xue Daqi: "You have killed people, but also think about it?"

"Hey, it’s too tired to kill, so I have to think about **** it easily!" Xiao Hua exaggerated his eyes.

"Ha ha ha ~" Xue Xue covered his mouth and smiled: "People are in the middle of the foundation, you can kill it, it's not bad, but also wants to kill easily!"

"I will wait for it." Xiao Hua smiled and joined hands to fly down the Hanjiang Tower.

At the moment, on the upstairs of the Han River, in addition to the brothers and sisters of the family, there is a gorgeous beautiful woman and a child of a dozen years old. Both of them are next to Han Jiang, which has become a dark blood group.

Seeing that Xiao Hua has fallen, the brothers and sisters of the family are fearful and embarrassed, and they are merciful: "Xiao’s predecessors have worked hard!"

"Thank you, Xiaozhen!" The beautiful woman squatted on the knees and grabbed a few steps. She shouted, and the ten-year-old child was more sensible. The same as the mother-in-law, screaming at the girl: "Thank you Xiao En!"

"Hey~ get it!" Xiao Hua looked at the poor mother and son, and the heart was extremely uncomfortable. If it was not a slap in the face, how awkward it was! There is only two sad people in the world, and the trajectory of the two people has changed.

The mother and son saw that they couldn’t go on, and they didn’t dare to worship. They could still not grow up, and they wept sobbly. Yes, Hanjiang Tower is on the bank of this cold river. I don’t know how many people are smashing. Han Jiang has gone, and there is no bones. How can this orphan and widowhood be self-sufficient?

"Han Hanjiang sent his wife Liu, this is Han Jiang's only son Han Han." That Liu's low cry for a moment, raised his face in front of him, to Xiao Huadao: "Han Jiang was killed by the West, can get Xiaozheng Gaoyi, Killing the fierce murderer, I really can't believe that Han Jiang only left this Hanjiang Tower, and I am willing to give this Hanjiang Tower to Xiao Zhenren, who is entitled to Xie Yi, only to ask..."

Speaking of this, Liu did not dare to say more, look at Xiao Hua in a dilemma, and look at his son with anger, unyielding and awe in his eyes, and bite his teeth: "Just ask Xiaozhen to be able to... Then... stretch a little finger to save the Koreans from the fire!"

Liu Shi did not say himself. He said that Han Han suddenly hit Xiao Hua’s weakness. He naturally knew Liu’s mind and sighed and said: “Han Wei, come over...”

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