Scriptures of the Great Emperor

"You're good!"

Silence for a long time, the weekly salary spit out these words, his eyes always fell on Lin Biao's sleeves, eyelids jumped.

The big men only saw the steps, only saw the stone lock, but he was different. At that moment, he felt the suppression of his own blood!

Lin Biao's sleeves are not destroyed by his enthusiasm, but by his powerful blood and tears!

What does this mean?

This shows that Lin Biao’s blood accumulation is even more powerful than him!

Even if the two still have a gap in repairing, he can't look down on Lin Biao any more. He can't think of this little Yanshi village. Besides Nie Shijie and the mysterious iron genius, there is such a character!

"Zhou Gongzi, if nothing happens, I will leave first."

For the reaction of the weekly salary, Lin Biao was not very surprised. He swept a group of people and then looked at the weekly salary and made a martyr.

Although still respectful, the look is obviously different.

The weekly salary knows that it is all his arrogance!

Lin Biao really went away. He held the book and left it to everyone.

Of course he can't really teach these people, in fact he is now upset.

Was confused by the weekly salary, actually exposed his strength.

Of course, if he is upset and annoyed, he will not regret it. If he does not take it, he will definitely be noticed. Even with this, he will simply expose it. The more powerful it is, the harder it is. Confidence, will not doubt his original identity.

Then he is just a mysterious book boy!

Of course, this is also a matter of expediency. There is no secret forever. After this, he will be exposed sooner or later, but by that time, he may already have the power of the wrist with Zhu Mingyu!

"and many more!"

At this time, the weekly salary reacted and shouted and chased it up.

Others he can understand, that is, the rich accumulation represented by Lin Bingbing's blood, he can also imagine the story of a teenager who struggles hard in the wild.

But the most difficult to understand weekly salary is, Lin Biao's step!

Looking at the movement of that style, the realm of reaching it is still above him. How is this possible?

Although “the desert smoke” is only one of the six gods in the tribe, and it is the most common one, it is also forbidden.

This time, if there is no recognition from the hate, he will not be able to teach this style of boxing. In other words, it is impossible for Nie’s sister to pass the boxing method privately!

How was he trained?

It is impossible for him to teach these big men for three days. Lin Biao has trained to this extent in these three days!

In order to clarify this matter, the weekly salary went all the way to the study.

Instead, there is a group of young men who are facing each other and don't know what to do.

"Oh, well, let's practice it, at least we must be able to punch out a punch, or the master will come back and get angry soon!"

"Dissipated!"

With a few people saying this, a group of people will be scattered, but there are a few people who hit the side of the little fat man and want to inquire about Lin Biao's identity, but unfortunately no results.

Of course, the little fat man is not stupid. After this post, he is more cautious in speaking. The last thing he knows is... This is a mysterious bookboy of Nie!

"It’s not Nie!"

Many people feel that it has only passed, and it has become a place that is second only to the Patriarchate.

At this time, the weekly salary also caught up in the study room, and I wanted to get something to block Lin Biao, but when I thought about the previous things, I immediately took my hand and blocked it with my own body!

"This...boy, brother, when did you practice this trick ‘the desert smoke?’” The week’s salary bite for a while before asking.

"..."

Looking at the way the weekly salary was blocked in front of the door, Lin Biao opened his mouth and was speechless.

He really can't throw the weekly salary like that.

He knows his own affairs at home, and he is unfathomable in the eyes of ordinary people. In fact, his true cultivation is only able to reach the military and blood, but because of the perfection at the blood level, he has nearly seven thousand kilograms of force. The strength is still between the five bloods of the military and the small blood of the military, and the gap with the weekly salary is not small.

"Five days ago." Lin Biao said helplessly.

"Five days ago?"

A weekly salary, this is not in line with what he thinks, etc... Five days ago, was it...

"Is that time when I practiced boxing?" he shouted out.

Is it difficult to see him practicing boxing in the past?

This is impossible!

He subconsciously refuted, of course, not shocking Lin Biao to steal school, but shocked him to actually learn to practice when he practiced boxing!

Although the weekly salary is good at swordsmanship, the "indifference of the desert" is self-recognized, and it is considered to be skilled. In the realm of the triple body, let alone Lin Shuxiu is not as good as him, it is equal to him, and it is unlikely to see it. Can you steal school?

"I am just skilled in both stepping and sprinting, but I can't really use this punch." Lin Biao said honestly, and didn't want to be too shocked.

Of course, he said that there is no way to display that punch. It refers to the true charm of the desert smoke. If it is only a gesture of his own style, it can be re-extended and can be used for his current cultivation.

After listening to this, the weekly salary nodded, and my heart was a little calmer.

The "indifference of the desert" is a complete one-style boxing method. The inconsistency between the leg hook and the whip is a problem that everyone will encounter. It took him a long time to do it.

If Lin Bianlian has solved this step, it is terrible, and it can be compared with the enchanting he heard of!

"But the big boy of the book boy is really powerful. In just five days, he can step into the realm." Zhou Zhou said sincerely.

Lin Biao shook his head and he didn't feel it.

As long as he wants to see it, even in his sight, even the cracks of space energy can be seen. Others need to practice through a constant practice, and after numerous trials and tempers, they can gradually explore the high-level realm.

But this is the same as doing math problems for him. It is only observing the constant change of cracks between energy and finding the most powerful feeling. Then it is to be proficient in the feeling, and of course it is much easier than them.

......

After getting rid of the weekly salary, he finally replaced several books in his hand with other volumes and walked back to his small stone house.

"call!"

He threw a book on the stone bed and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time I went out for a trip. Although I solved a doubt, I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble. He felt a headache after thinking about the look after the weekly salary.

"Forget it! Anyway, the headache is not coming yet..."

Listening to the more and more screaming outside, he immediately lost his feelings and slept in bed.

Just then, in the deep courtyard of Nie.

"I have a little bit of movement."

Sitting in a teacher's chair from Hate Qing, admiring the calligraphy and painting in his hand, smiled faintly.

"That will take him as a disciple!"

Nie Zhan sat on the side reading a book and said no to his head.

But after hearing this, I did not hesitate to shake my head.

......

At night, in the sleepiness, Lin Biao always felt that someone in his ear was talking, as if he was talking about something that was very important to him, but he couldn’t listen clearly, no matter how much he listened.

Listening and listening, his face is getting more and more stunned.

"You don't make it clear, I will never let you go again!" Suddenly, Lin Biao was furious and opened his eyes.

"You are not going to let anyone go, Lin Biao!"

At this time, a beautiful female voice woke him up.

Lin Biao suddenly stunned. At this moment, he forgot all the things he had just seen and heard in his dreams.

He turned his head and saw that a woman with a tight coat was sitting in the middle of his small stone house, looking at the few books he had taken from the bookstore.

"Did you dream of the place called Egypt?" The woman said this, put down the book in her hand, and looked at Lin Biao... For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net