There’s Something Wrong With This Account

The female face of the interracial woman was eclipsed and her hair was standing upright. The eyes of the autumn eyes were instantly filled with fear.

You know, there are not only ordinary high-level aliens behind her, but two other aliens have reached the seventh order!

This kind of strength, even quietly, was directly killed by a sword!

From beginning to end, she didn't even notice how the opponent shot!

"Hoo--", a breeze blew through, and the dead aliens turned into powder.

The corner of Gu Xiaoman's black robe was blown up by the breeze, looking at the interracial woman in front of him, and straight out the sword.

Unlike the interracial woman who showed off her good figure in the details, Gu Xiaoman's robe wrapped herself tightly.

Nonetheless, when she was carrying the sword, her robe fluttered, and she still had a sense of beauty.

The interracial woman waved her right hand, and a small fan appeared in her hand.

The small round fan moved forward, and there were strong winds and fine silver-gray gas!

This is a lucky style.

Gu Xiaoman's face remained the same, and his hands were not slow.

She waved the wooden sword slightly, and [sound slowly] produced a very simple sword qi, and immediately tore all the gang qi, and forced the interracial woman to retreat several feet.

The lilac long hair on the woman's head floated, and the strands of long hair looked like a long snake waiting for the opportunity.

They suddenly became longer and swept towards Gu Xiaoman.

And the little fan in her hand didn't stop, and she fanned out a gang of gas.

Every sword of Qing Dao Aunt is that simple, but in Lu Xun's words, although the second sister's sword spirit looks ordinary, it is able to overcome all the bells and whistles!

The lilac long hair was cut in an instant, and the gang gas was also destroyed in an instant.

Strangely, the hair that was cut off was still moving, and it was extremely fast.

If Lu Xun is present, he may be unable to bear the spit: "Looking like a snake, I didn't expect it to be an earthworm!"

Gu Xiaoman ignored these hair cuts and threw the wooden sword in his hand.

[Slowly] Fly forward and pass through the interracial woman in an unmatched posture.

These twisted broken hairs pinched the seal when they were close to Gu Xiaoman. The two hands saw the jade hand that would go mad and gently moved them, and then these broken hairs turned into ice crystals, and then broke apart and disappeared.

From the start to the end, it actually took only three breaths.

The eighth-order alien, in front of Gu Xiaoman at the peak of the eighth realm, was obviously not enough to watch.

After the battle, Gu Xiaoman did not rush back to Mozong.

Not surprisingly, there should still be aliens entering the Eastern Territory.

She carried the wooden sword behind her and flew forward slowly.

It was enough for her to be alone.

...

...

After Mozong Mountain, under the jujube tree.

The young priest closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"The person who came to you is dead?" Lu Xun speculated.

The young priest nodded and said, "But fortunately, too many people will not die."

"Why?" Lu Xun asked.

Think about yourself. If you are [Zun Shang], after the sacrificial sacrifice disappears, you will definitely find him at all costs.

It is enough that there is no blood contract in him!

The young sacrificial priest raked his back, coughed and looked at Lu Xun, saying, "Because I am going to die."

"Not tomorrow?" Lu Xun asked.

"To be precise, it is after the child's time." The young sacrifice smiled slightly.

"My day, wouldn't it be less than half an hour!" Lu Xun didn't expect that the Shao sacrifice would hang up after 12 o'clock.

However, the current sacrificial offerings are indeed better than before, although they are still pale, but they are not bloodless, this feeling ... is n’t it just to return to the light!

Lu Xun hesitated for a moment, then, with a slight smile on his face, he used a half-joking and half-serious tone:

"The moment you die, do you mind if I stab you?"

Anyway, it was all dead at that moment. If I came up with a sword and gave him through, it is estimated that I can still get a lot of experience and contribution points.

emm ... It means a little bit of wool in the system.

"You really are a very interesting person." The young sacrifice did not feel angry.

"You are a weirdo." Lu Xun replied.

I'm going to give you a sword, do you still find me interesting?

If it was Lu Xun, he would definitely not want others to treat himself like this. Not to mention, at least it destroys the beauty of the body, an extra blood hole, how ugly.

The young priest felt the breeze blowing around him. Although it was a hot summer day, the night breeze of Mozong Houshan was slightly cool, as if the central air-conditioning was turned on throughout the back mountain.

He raised his skinny right hand and waved his hand slightly: "You can't hurt me until I die."

"Really? I don't believe it!" Lu Xun said in a certain host's tone.

The smile of the young priest's clear eyes circulated, and it seemed that no one had ever communicated with him in this way. He smiled and said, "Before your heavenly dust, before I die, I am afraid no one can hurt me except my husband. "

"Also because of the power of Heaven"? Lu Xun asked.

The young sacrifice nodded.

This broke Lu Xun's illusion that he wanted to get a piece of experience, which made him feel very sorry.

At the same time, I felt a little relaxed in my heart.

After thinking for a while, he felt he was still going to tell the sir. Tell him that the young priest will be cold soon.

He was about to get up, and the voice of his husband came from his ear.

"You are here and waiting."

Lu Xun heard the words and arched his hand: "Disciples lead the life."

It seems that Mr. has been paying attention to this side.

What makes Lu Xun more puzzling is that he does not understand why Mr. Hu made him wait here?

The time of one minute and one second elapsed, from the time said by the young sacrifice, and the time of the last pillar of incense.

At this time, Lu Xun saw an incredible scene with his own eyes.

Young sacrifices like the old age ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is gradually getting younger!

His rickety back was slowly straightening, the old spots on his body were gradually disappearing, and even the wrinkles on his face were gradually lightening!

In this way, he went from an old man to a middle-aged man in a very short time, and then to a young man.

Lu Xun looked at him and had to admit that the young priests had not bragged before, and indeed I had the level of 70% to 80%.

The teenager in front of him was very handsome, the kind that walked on the road, the girls would pretend not to see, and then couldn't help but madly peep.

It turned out that this is what he should look like at this age.

"It was really good," Lu Xun praised.

After thinking about it, the young priest said, "But it is also the body of others."

Lu Xun nodded and nodded. This body came from the Tianchen people. The sacrificial offering was nothing more than a dove in the magpie's nest, and lived on the dead.

And after this body became a teenager, it gradually became smaller.

Soon, he became a big boy, then a child, and eventually a baby.

The young priest said earlier that he was born with consciousness on a dead baby.

His clear eyes are now looking up at the starry sky in the continent of Tianchen.

The starry sky is bright and beautiful.

This is his last look at this world.

The wind blew through, this body that had long dissipated, turned into fly ash with the wind, and then completely annihilated in this world.

On the jujube tree, only a chaotic airflow remained.

The gentleman didn't know when he had appeared beside Lu Xun. He raised his right hand and reached for the chaotic airflow, and they floated into the gentleman's hand.

The gentleman clenched his palms and waited until he spread out again, the airflow had turned into a longan-sized bead.

...

Please remember the first domain name of this book :. The fastest URL for mobile updates: