The Secret of the Seal

"Yu Shuo, your cultivation is a line higher than me, but I am not afraid of you! If you really want to move your hands, you may not have a chance of winning 10%!" Arrogant appearance, Ling Xiaojian raised his fist, this will have to do with him. i^

"Oh... It seems that you are really sent to death today! Since this is the case, then I have not fulfilled your reason!" Shuo Shuo sneered again and again, murderous gas gradually overflowed the eyebrows.

"Ling the head, killing the chicken and using the knife? To deal with this small person, you can be a younger generation!" Ling Xiaojian's repair is better than Yu Shuo, but only one line, the two really want to get started, Ling Xiaojian also Not necessarily there is no chance of winning. But the risks involved are still quite large, and there is no reason to make extra-budgets.

Shuo Shuo did not expect that Qin Dong, a young man with a "milk" smell, did have the courage to challenge himself. He was slightly surprised. Looking at Qin Dong’s eyes, there have been more or less changes.

Ling Xiaojian knows that Qin Dong is good for himself, and he did have some impulsiveness just now. Smiled and said, "Alright! Although the character of Shuo Shuo is not good, it is still a bit of a skill. You can take his hands and practice it!"

Ling Xiaojian’s skill in climbing this is really good. In a few words, he gave the scene to Qin Dong and said that he had lost his heart and died.

"Ling Weijian, are you having a hatred with this kid? Or else, how can I let him die for you?" asked the handsome face of "color".

Ling Xiaojian’s sneer sneered a few times, saying, “Hey, don’t be insane, believe me, this boy will give you a big surprise!”

"Hey! Ling Xiaojian, you can disregard the identity, but you can't lose the face of Yunhe Xianren in this seat. This kind of "milk" stinky child, this seat can be self-deprecating, and fight against it? Come and see!"

Ling Xiaojian sang high and immediately passed a young man who was similar to Qin Dong’s age. I^ has been repaired as one, and has reached the level of Xianzun. Anyway, it is also a good training. It’s just the kind of arrogance and arrogance that unconsciously flows out of the demeanor, which is a lot of points.

"Master, what is the command?" The young man asked for a slap in the mouth, but his eyes fell on Qin Dong's body. His eyes were both provocative and contemptuous.

Qin Dong chuckled and silently ignored the young man’s gaze.

Ling Xiaojian looked at it and couldn't help but feel the emotion. The two are similar in age and they are all young, but the gap is still so obvious. It is no wonder that if the world is like a great boy like Qin Dong, then those of them who are predecessors will soon be better off, so as not to lose face.

Yan Shuo rushed to the boy's face with a smile and nodded, the meaning of favor, very obvious.

"Kun Wei, you will play for the teacher, a good lesson to learn this mad man who doesn't know how to live."

"Yes, Master!" The boy named Kun Wei, with a voice, turned to look at Qin Dong, Zhang mouth asked "say, how do you want to die?"

After listening to the words of Kunwei, the Lingxiao sword on the side almost didn't smile. This kid is not high, and the tone is really big and can swallow the sky! Asked Qin Dong how to die? In this case, I am afraid that his master, Master Shu, is not qualified to ask.

Qin Dong listened to it as a slight glimpse. Those who used to say this to him were all well-known characters. He was the first time to hear from the peers, and he felt very fresh.

"That... how do you want me to die?" Qin Dong held back his smile and asked about jokes.

Kunwei snorted, and the sword and eyebrows rose, and the cold road "If you want to know each other, you should first go to my master, squat, slap three heads, and then break yourself! Then, maybe you can die!"

"All said that God has a good life, you must take the "sex" life of people, this is probably not good?" Qin Dong asked faintly.

"Hey! Weak meat, strong food, so old!" Kun Weidun sighed, his body was very strong, it was obvious that "show" a bit of domineering.

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Qin Dong noodles "color" a positive, Shen Sheng "This way, I also give you a suggestion. Give me three heads, then abandon the body to repair, just find a place, this disabled!"

"You... what do you say?" Kunwei's face "color" changed sharply and looked angry.

Qin Dong was sneer and screamed. The disdain and disregard of Kunwei will be fully expressed.

"Wei, what are you talking to him? Shot!" Qin Dong's arrogance not only made Kun Wei extremely uncomfortable, but also the same, could not help but scream.

Kunwei has long been angered and burned. When he waited for the sound of the Shuoshuo to land, he suddenly made a big noise, pulled out the waist and the sword, and Shu armed his wrist. The sword front turned into a streamer and went straight to the heart of Qindong.

"Small age, it is necessary to take people's "sex" life, so cruel, if he is cultivated in the day, wouldn't it be a great scourge?" Seeing Kunwei's murderous days, the shots are unrelenting, Qin Dong eyes stunned, and the mouth sends out The sound of the bones of the bones.

"Little Master used you to teach? Give me to die!" Kun Wei has been angry to the extreme. After listening to Qin Dong, it is even more furious. There is only one thought in the heart, that is, a sword will bite Qin Dong. Wear it.

Qin Dong shook his head and his body was slightly stunned. In his eyes, he suddenly shot two icy and sturdy lights. His body was still moving. It was like a mad lion, but it was like a dyke. The torrent flooded, and the brains rolled up to Kunwei.

The moment before, Kunwei's swordsmanship was extraordinarily elegant and fierce. The next moment, Kunwei's sword was like being trapped in a quagmire, as if it was bound by countless invisible silk threads, and lost the spirit of sex. It also became a stagnant dwarf at a moment, a lightning-fast sword, a slow snail in the blink of an eye, and a stagnant trend.

"Master, this... what is going on?" Poor Kunwei was in a desperate situation, still not knowing what happened. I just thought that the sword in my hand was heavier than the moment, so he was so heavy that he couldn’t take it. Asked on the forehead with cold sweat, full of fearful trembling.

The eyes of Shuo Shuo were also smashed at the moment, looking at Qin Dong’s eyes, full of surprises.

"I didn't expect that you are a little doll that you don't see, but it's a bit of a skill. I just used this pressure to control the sword of Kunwei. Yes, it's really good!" Shuo Shuo praised again and again. But the murderousness in the eyes is more and more.

"昊硕, you realize now, I am afraid it is a bit late! Poor your apprentice, although the character is like you, not a drop, but the talent is still a bit." See the master of the "color" change, Ling Xiaojian said with a sneer.

"Do you think this kid can really hurt me in front of my seat?" Shuo Shuo snorted, and in the "color" of God, a group of "color".

"I don't see the coffin without tears!" Ling Xiaojian saw the shape, his mouth slammed and gave a cold cry.