Mixed Miners

As a result, Chu Yuan’s words have not been finished yet. Yang Ling’s hand blasted in a brilliance. “呛~” became a cold-burning sword suspended in the middle of the house and slowly spinning. The sword was extremely powerful and the whole room would be Shrouded.

Chu Yuan was frightened and watched the sword that had no roots and could not float in the air. He blinked his eyes and then his mouth could be stuffed into two big duck eggs.

This sword completely subverts his traditional cognition.

For a long time, he pointed at the sword, "second child, this... is this a beggar?"

Yang Ling was almost black and planted on the ground. Some of his body was shaking with a lack of oxygen. He said with a black face: "Do you blink your eyes? Is this a flying sword you can't see?"

"Fly... Feijian..." Chu Yuan stared at the sword with a stunned look. "Second, are you talking about the flying sword used by the legendary god?"

"Not bad." Yang Ling nodded and reached for a trick, hooked Chen Feijian into his hand, and then his finger gently flicked on the blade.

"吟~~"

The flying sword made a clear and clear sound, and then an invisible energy burst out and swept out. Within a few hundred kilometers of the entire oasis, the air suddenly became one.

"This is the flying sword of the Taoist legend. If you take a thousand miles away, you should cut the melon and cut vegetables."

"take... take your uncle, I don't... don't believe it!"

Hey~!

Yang Ling couldn't help but shake his head. It's no wonder that the fourth child is a dull, and sure enough, the nerd is a rib, and can't communicate in normal language.

So Yang Ling stood up and threw the flying sword out of the window with a hand, then jumped out of the window when he mentioned Chu Yuan.

"My day, second child, this is the fourth floor!"

Chu Yuan screamed in horror, but in a blink of an eye, he steadily landed on a flying sword flying in the air. The flying sword held him and Yang Ling as a door panel, directly turned into a streamer and disappeared. It was said that there was no trace, and even his horrified voice was blown away by the high-speed tearing wind.

A few hundred kilometers away, on a hilly undulating desert.

The moonlight is cool, a huge flying sword volley floats at a height of tens of meters, and Yang Ling’s calm hand is standing on it. Chu Yuan is like a frightened beggar, sitting on the flying sword and holding it tightly. Yangling's thigh.

Yang Ling's eyes are shining under the night.

"The fourth, you know now! I am actually a legendary comprehension. This secret is only known to the sixth, but now you know it, so please keep it confidential, including family and friends." ”

"That... what should I do?" Chu Yuan said stutteringly.

"Not doing it well, doing a good job, I will let you become a self-cultivator as soon as possible. We are good brothers. When you have a blessing, you can enjoy the same..."

"I... I know that you are not well-behaved, that place must be very dangerous." Chu Yuan stood up and stood up, but immediately went down again. This place is too high, he is a little afraid.

Nima, Yang Ling praised in her heart, the nerd really is not a fool, this can be guessed.

Next, Yang Ling spent almost half an hour on the practice of the realm of the practice and the practice of the refining of the soul, and then lowered the flying sword to the height of more than ten meters from the ground, pointing to the night The vast expanse of the desert said: "Because your realm is rising too fast, you have to practice more. There are no thousands of people around here. You should practice here and get familiar with the control of the body as soon as possible. Please sign your child's ex-husband I!

. ”

Yang Ling said that he smiled back and grinned.

"The second child, what do you want to do?"

Chu Yuan’s voice did not fall, and Yang Ling took him down.

"Ah~~~"

With a scream of screaming screaming, Chu Yuan fell in an extremely exaggerated **** position.

A few hours later, a red sun jumped out of the horizon at the end of the desert, and the intense light instantly dyed the golden of the vast desert.

The sky is wide and the sky is like a wash.

In the sunshine, a young man pedaled a door-like flying sword and swayed through the ground. A gray-faced face, a hairy, cock-like guy, screaming and screaming behind, erected two middle fingers from time to time. sky.

Both of them are very fast, and disappear between the rolling sand dunes in the blink of an eye.

......

Modu, Ding Cong living in the villa.

Not a big coffee table, with a string of extravagant Bodhi ancestors.

Yang Ling and Ding Cong are sitting on the sofa without any image. The juice is splashed, the clothes are everywhere on the floor, and the garbage on the ground is already piled up by the watermelon skin. All over the place.

A large grape in Ding Cong's hand was finally forced into the mouth, could not help but hit a nap, almost spit out the fruit that was eaten.

"My day, I am so full~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I really can't eat it!"

Ding Cong's limbs spread out against the sofa and kept groaning.

Yang Ling also ate a grape in his hand and wiped his mouth with a few paper towels. He also lay down in the same position.

Time is silent for a few minutes.

"Old sixth, do you think it is not important for me to tell this story to the fourth?"

Yang Ling touched his belly and looked at the ceiling.

These brothers, to be honest, only Ding Cong made him most reassured, so the first reaction of Yang Ling’s all things, is to discuss with Ding Cong, although this matter has already become a boat, Chu Yuan has been transformed by him, but he still Some worried.

"Hey~, what's so worried, the fourth child's three sticks don't have a fart. He is more reassured than I am. After all, he stayed in the desert, and it was closed management of special forces, unlike me. Every day, I faced people of different levels, and accidentally showed up." Ding Cong said in a series of screams.

"Right, do you come to the devil to do it? Not specifically to invite me to eat an old four kinds of fruit?" Ding Cong suddenly turned to look at Yang Ling.

“Do you feel satisfied with your life now?” Yang Ling did not answer directly.

Ding Cong snorted a few times, "How satisfied? How dissatisfied? How come you got on this thief ship, so much money screaming, although tired, can you not be satisfied with where? Could it be that Linghai is as stubborn as your winery?"

"Let's make a living!" Yang Ling grinned. "You have already perfected your body now. Further, it is the legendary practice. Do you want to be a free and easy god?"

Ding Cong came to the spirit, hung up and sat up, his eyes glaring at Yang Ling's arm and said excitedly: "The second child, is there any medicinal medicine that can make me into a temperament?" .)