Too Early

Song Haozhen’s forehead was exposed with blue veins.

Qin Haoxuan was almost laughed at by their naive oral fight.

"How? I don't accept it? Don't obey us. I also play a game." Zhang Yuxi looked at Song Haozhen. "Before you have no servants around you, this life and death war can't be beaten. I have been sorry for a long time. Now it's alright. You also have servants. Now, we can play one game."

"Hit a game! Come again!"

"Playing! Who is not playing the grandson!"

Listening to the sound of the surrounding screaming, seeing the two childish children quarreling and watching the happy Qin Haoxuan directly stunned: "..."

How did the topic get so fast?

It's not my business?

Zhang Yu looked at the dark-faced Song Haozhen, and went up. It was innocent and said: "What are you doing so angry? It’s not for you to compare, so, now you are in front of the brothers and sisters, give me a head. I’ll take it for granted. I will lower my head when I see you later. I will let you go, how about?”

Song Haoyan has a slight murderous eye: "You want to die."

Qin Haoxuan really didn't know how the situation suddenly became like this. The defending champion who had been huddled around him, looked at him with sympathy and said: "I can't help you anymore. Zhang Yu and Song Haozhen are two immortals, but they are dead. It is said that Song Xianren once let Zhang Xianren lose a big face, Zhang Xianren has enough to want to be a whole Song Xianren."

Qin Haoxuan: "...they have hatred, fight oneself, let the servant start thinking about what..."

After Zhang Yu listened to Song Hao’s words, he laughed and then pointed his finger at the servant who came behind him: “It’s you.”

The servant seems to have been used to playing the battle of life and death, and stood up neatly.

Looking at Zhang Yu’s provocative eyes, Song Hao’s face was cold and frosty.

I have been busy practicing since, and I missed the time of picking the magic slaves in the martial art. Later, because I couldn’t see the servants sent by the sects, I always wanted to pick them up. I didn’t meet the pleasing eyes and I was confiscated, so this life and death battle between the magic slaves. Have not participated.

For now, this great sturdy from the road, or his first demon slave, but immediately targeted. Although he does not care about the life and death of the slave, but the slave lost, and lost his face...

Song Haozhen looked at Zhang Yu’s servant and took the initiative to go to the battlefield. He listened to the cheers that broke out around him and the gambling that had already begun to open. He suddenly found that he was better than this, and he did not compare it. There is no way out.

Turning to look at Qin Haoxuan, Song Haozhen is still indifferent, but with a little helplessness in his eyes: "You go."

Qin Haoxuan felt that Song Haozhen still wanted to say something. When he saw him, he saw that Song Haozhen had turned his head.

Hey!

Sighing in my heart, Qin Haoxuan is also serving, obviously he has been very low-key, but these things to fight and kill can still escape.

Qin Haoxuan sighed at the side of the platform while screaming at the Zhang Yu.

"This is a life-and-death battle. Winning and losing, life and death. Hurry and bet, buy and leave to buy!"

Qin Haoxuan glanced at his opponent. Seeing that the other party is indeed a mortal, but the bones are strong, tall and fierce, this kind of person is indeed a mortal, but unfortunately, he is not a mortal.

"Hurry up and bet. Betting."

Zhang Yuxiao took out three pieces of Lingshi, bought his own servant to win, and exaggerated the songs around him: "Song Shidi, do you want to buy my home's Aqiang win? If you want to buy, buy it, We are not laughing at you."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." Zhang Yu's magic repair broke out with laughter.

Song Hao's skin smiled and looked at Zhang Yu without a smile, and then pressed a piece of Lingshi in his hand to his servant.

Boom!

As the drums rang, the demons looked at the table.

Zhang Yu’s servant, A Qiang, quickly rushed to Qin Haoxuan, wielding with both fists, and carrying the wind, each punch was very powerful!

Qin Haoxuan didn't start moving until A Qiang had approached his side. He stared at A Qiang's movements, his body was slightly on one side, and A Qiang's fists all fell, while his legs bent, and he stopped Aqiang. The left leg, violently exerted a force, A Qiang’s leg bones made a cry!

"what!"

A strong screams, his body instantly goes down, Qin Haoxuan's elbow has been broken, and he hit his temple accurately!

puff!

A strong is so big, suddenly a kite like a broken line, flew out!

All this happened too fast, but within a few moments, the demons did not react. Qin Haoxuan had once again flew up and reached the side of Aqiang who struggled to get up. He picked up a brick from the ground and directed at him. The head slammed.

Hey!

When the blood flew out, A Qiang was finally beaten down by the beat, and his breathing was weak, and he could no longer get up.

Everyone was stunned by Qin Haoxuan’s fierce and fierce behavior!

Not only Zhang Yu, but even Song Haoyu was stunned, until the people around him burst into cheers, and the talented people were slightly fascinated.

Song Hao's mouth cracked his smile, then turned to look at Zhang Yu, who was unbelievable, and deliberately said: "What kind of servant is there? What kind of servant, you can't do it, you have to practice." Otherwise, it would be as wasteful as your servant."

On the face of Zhang Yu, his expression became more and more fierce. He picked up his fists and looked at Song Haoyu coldly.

Qin Haoxuan saw that this guy couldn’t get up again before, and he threw the bricks in his hand, clap his hands, walked off the scene and came to Song Hao’s side.

Song Haozhen counted the stone that won the hand, while picking a piece from the inside and throwing it to Qin Haoxuan, while squinting at Zhang Yu: "I will not leave if I lose, waiting for me to win you again?"

"It’s just luck, come again!" Zhang Yu said, turning his head, but no one behind him, he remembered, going out today, he only brought a servant.

Song Haozhen looked at the expression of Zhang Yu’s eating, and smiled at the moment: “Hey waste, it’s not like it, your brother, I’m still waiting.”

Zhang Yu’s face turned back and pointed to Song Haowei: “You wait for me, compare tomorrow!”

After that, Zhang Yu went away.

Song Haozhen slightly raised his eyebrows: "Wait for you, don't be scared tomorrow."

Zhang Yu, who has not gone far, heard this and his back became stiffer.

Qin Haoxuan touched the Lingshi in his hand and smiled.

"Oh, I will give my master a long face today, and let you take a half-day vacation." Song Haoyi turned to look at Qin Haoxuan, a pair of compassionate expressions, "but tomorrow must continue to know? If you lose, you know the consequences."

Qin Haoxuan took a slap in the mouth and bowed to Song Haozhen. He did not say anything at all and went straight.

Leaving the contest, Qin Haoxuan came to the back of the mountain with a sunny and hidden place and began to meditate.

Drain energy from the sun, absorb the aura from the stone and the mountains, and begin to cultivate.

The sun moves westward, night falls, and the sick moon hangs in the sky.

Returning from cultivation, Qin Haoxuan looked at the auspicious stone in his hand and threw it out, then stretched it all over. He wanted to go back immediately, but when he saw the moon in the sky, he suddenly didn't want to move.

He leaned against a stone, looked up at the night sky, and emptied his heart, raising a faint sorrow and loss in his heart.

The depression that has been accumulated from the broken fairy palace seems to have erupted all of a sudden. For so long, the anxiety of repairing without half-point progress has come to my mind.

In this strange place, the self-cultivation of the self-cultivation, the mentality is maintained, and finally it is somewhat difficult.

Uncertainty about the future, uncertainty about oneself, uncertainty about when it can be restored, and when it can really revenge for the first time, suddenly let Qin Haoxuan’s mood fall into the bottom, how many years have not been depressed Shrouded.

"This is my land." Just when Qin Haoxuan was immersed in his grief, a cold, frosty voice rang from him and scared him.

Looking around, Qin Haoxuan was surprised to find that standing behind him turned out to be a witch in a servant's house.

"Hey the stinky boy! What's wrong! Don't hurry to give us the boss." The more screaming male voice sounded.

Qin Haoxuan also remembered his current identity. Ma Li got up from the ground, left the big stone, and retreated to the back.

The witch is dressed as a neat servant, her long hair is behind her, her eyebrows are clear, but there is a cold feeling of being born, and the pressure of the strong infants of the fairyland is also unattractive.

"You kid is really impatient. Our boss is here every night, and your kid dares to grab her position." After Qin Haoxuan retreated some distance, he was pushed.

Looking around, it was also the mortal dressed by two servants, one tall and one short, and each looked bad.

Qin Haoxuan is also helpless. I can't think of myself. I can rest one day and find a good place to practice for a while. It is still a place occupied by others.

Listening to the two mortals around me, Qin Haoxuan was also annoyed. He glanced at him coldly. The two men shuddered inexplicably, and looked at Qin Haoxuan with surprise and horror.

They wonder ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the same mortal, how can this man have a kind of scary atmosphere.

Qin Haoxuan does not care about these people. You said that it is your place. Can I still go?

Turned around and found another spacious and quiet place, Qin Haoxuan sat down and looked back into the sky.

After being beaten by the woman, Qin Haoxuan took off from the infinite ambiguity, re-identified the belief, told himself not to worry, a little bit.

After calming down, Qin Haoxuan's mood is like a well, no fluctuations. He looks at the moon in the sky with his eyes, and the whole person is caught in a mysterious and mysterious realm.

"Hey? Brother, look, the mortal is watching the moon." The tall mortal pokes the short man around him. "The witch is watching, what do you say they are watching?"

Two people looked up at the sky, the night was thick, the stars were bleak, and only a round of sickle-like moons hung in the sky.

Very ordinary scenery, two people can't figure it out.

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