Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

The rivers and mountains walked, and the scene beside him seemed to have formed a sharp contrast. The young disciples of the past stared at him with contempt, but he didn't even speak, and he didn't even lift his head. His heart was quiet. His heart was quiet.

It came down, just like the same wave of Qingtan, like the sea, no ripples can be lifted.

Thinking back to the road that came in the past, recalling that he can get back to life again and again, no matter how heavy the disaster, no matter how heavy the road, he can go on, even facing life and death, even face, or even face.

Faced with the opponent who was enough to settle him, he did not retreat, and even stood out for his dignity.

When he got the Ganoderma lucidum, his first one was to return to the gate, and the first one was to give the Lingzhi to himself, give him and tell him, let alone a 10,000 -year -old Ganoderma lucidum

It is the most precious Jiupin Dragon King Aoi, and he can still get it back, because he has this ability, he is convinced.

But now, for a 300,000 gold coins, I will feel distressed in gold coins. I feel distressed that the 10,000 -year -old Ganoderma lucidum. If it wasn't for him to come back safely, I would like to send a disciple to kill him.

Understanding the truth of dripping water, he has left the city without returning.

"Damn!" The rock punching beside him, the dust -raised dust formed a sky -green snow in this light. He giggled at the corner of his mouth.

The calm lake was set against his body. Among the others, no one dared to approach.

Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared beside him, and when the slender fingers gently poked his shoulders, she smiled and said, "You are here, but it really makes me find it.

You usually come here. It is estimated that even if I find it dark, I may not be able to find you. What are you thinking now? "

"Xiao Ning, Wannian Ganoderma lucidum is a combination with me. It is normal for the prince to be happy, but why is his eyes full of desire and the desire to improve strength. Didn't he know?

At this stage of his strength, everything cannot be too anxious, and everything can only be taken slowly, otherwise it will go into the magic and lose money! "

Bai Xiaoging frowned slightly, and she seemed to feel the abnormality of the Lord, but he did not say exit, and did not tell anyone. After all, Mo said that it was in Huangcheng, even in this gate, there was the heart of the fighting person.

She does not want to be involved in such complicated, let alone to carry anything, and it will be necessary to leave.

Looking at the peaceful eyes of Jiangshan, she laughed, "What about that? Even if the Zongmen is changed? After all, it is my home. I grew up here. Where can I go?

The temperament of this clan has changed. Even if he became the most greedy one, what about it? Anyway, that's it. "

Jiangshan smiled, he looked at Bai Xiaoging's eyes with a smile, looking at Bai Xiaogin's ignoring everything, the most innocent look, and said: "You can think so well, but I think it’ s not the way to stay here.

I want to go out and want to fly out like that eagle, if I will inevitably bear the consequences in jail! "

"Yes .. But!" Bai Xiaoging was stuttered, "But, Jiangshan, don't you know? The prince's expectations for you are still very big, no matter the change, it has not changed.

Once you leave, who is there after that, who else is there, who else can fight the disciples of Zongmen who are like a crazy dog? "

Jiangshan smiled, listening to the metaphor like Bai Xiaogin, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared in the moment without a trace, but now, what he wants to do is to prepare the ratio of the family, everything is facing the last Zongmen game, it is him.

The last time to stay in this city.

Mujia, herders' hall.

A young disciple in a gray coat kneels in front of everyone, and many eyes are concentrated behind him, especially a few young disciples are laughing for a while, but there are priests and elders in this hall.

No laughter.

An elder came to him holding a bamboo whip and said sternly: "These years, you have been so comfortable in the sect that you even lost a ten thousand year Ganoderma lucidum. Don't you know that this is a waste of money for the sect?"

Huge gold coins, nearly 90% of the gold coins. This cannot be truly earned in a hundred years. This is a huge loss. It’s good to leave you with a small life!"

Mu Long took a deep breath. His exposed back was covered with scars. Among the several cracked wounds, the green squirming meridians were faintly visible. They were trembling slightly. When the wind cooled him down, he felt so strong that he was sore.

He took a deep breath.

When he was in the teahouse, he could not find the murderer, nor could he find the person who had taken away his thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. He could not find even the smell of Ganoderma lucidum in the air. He did not understand, let alone who it was.

Harmed him.

The elder frowned tightly and said viciously, "I ask you again, who took the Wannian Ganoderma lucidum in your hand? Who was it? Would you be so bold?"

Mu Long swallowed and shook his head, "I don't know, I really don't know. If I had known, I could have killed him in one go and I wouldn't have left empty-handed!"

"Beat him to death, and I'll beat you to death first!" The elder was furious. He raised the bamboo whip in his left hand. When he swung it down, a strong wave of true energy suddenly hit him. Before he got close to Mu Long, the bamboo whip unexpectedly

After flying directly, the whole body stepped back a few steps before standing.

He was a little stunned. When he turned around, a burly middle-aged man stood up from his seat. His eyes were gentle, but there was a hint of violence, but no one saw it. No one noticed it.

When a step stepped on the ground, the real volatility at the foot was lifted his robe.

"Come here, lift Mu Long down properly and apply his wound properly. Don't let him die, and don't let the wound get infected!"

Two young men stepped through the door, each supporting Mu Long with one hand. When his cold fingers touched their skin, the latter's body, which was constantly twitching due to pain, could not lift up any strength.

The crowd was helpless. They looked at Mu Long out and were dragged out, and the long bloodshot of the ground exudes a strong bloody smell.