Urban Young Fairy

After Zheng Jiayun left, Lin returned to the room and closed the door.

In the hands of Lin Yi, he also took the crutches used before the cold.

"That cold light has broken through into the realm of Yin and Yang Masters, although the foreign name has already entered the yin and yang, but the techniques he has repaired are all techniques of yin, and the slogan that I have mastered is detached from any In addition to the technique, the secrets of all kinds of ghosts are all enough to suppress him. Otherwise, it may cost a lot of twists and turns."

Lin also thought about it. If the colder light is the yin and yang master who repaired other techniques, Lin could kill him at the time, but it would not be as relaxed and comfortable as before.

Lin also turned his eyes and fell to his hand.

The crutches in the hand, at first glance, are a bit old, and the whole crutches are like a dead wood, but you can feel the coldness of a strand.

"This instrument, think of it is to summon the thing of the soul."

"The sullen qi of the sorrowful bones in the soul of the soul is useless to me, but it can be used to sculpt the soul of the sacred soul."

As soon as I read this, Lin also thought about it, urging the crutches in his hands and gently going to the ground.

The next moment, on the floor of the room, the black and white wellhead appeared again. At the wellhead, there was a burst of sounds of ghosts and screams, and a road was cold and suffocating.

"come out."

Lin also had a faint voice, and the three female souls appeared instantly, surrounded by Lin.

They looked at the mouth of the ghost, and the eyes were full of coveted, but they did not dare to act rashly.

"You can practice in the well, but at what level you can cultivate, it depends on your own creation."

With the permission of Lin Yi, they cheered and they plunged into the soul of the soul.

"The strength of these three female souls is now equivalent to the three-product King Kong. Although they have no physical body, they can't condense their strength, but with the power of the haze, it is still OK."

"If it is possible to let their strength reach the realm of Xuan Xuan, then by that time, the use will be even greater."

Lin is just thinking about it, but the gap between King Kong and Fingers is also too big.

Before Lin and Mo Yang played against each other, they were particularly touched.

"There are a lot of jealousy and suffocation in this sinister well, which is enough for them to practice and cultivate. It is not knowing whether this kind of implement will self-recover, or that it will disappear when it is used up."

Lin also shook his head. After a little thought, he just ignored the idea and pushed the door open and went out.

Out of the door, Lin also walked a few steps outside and met the old grandson.

The old grandson saw Lin Yi, and respectfully shouted the young master.

Under the guidance of Lao Sun, Lin also knew where Jiangnan Jianzong and Wu Baitian settled.

Jiangnan Jianzong came from more people. Before Ding Daoming received a phone call from Lin Yi, he did not dare to neglect, and because he was afraid of a poor pool, he personally went out and escorted Puhai, who wished Xi Shiqing back.

When Lin also pushed the door of his room, Ding Daoming was watching the swordsmanship in his hand. The sword score was the sword of the Vientiane that was transmitted when Wan Lin left Wanjianshan.

Originally, Ding Daoming’s right arm was cut off by Lin Yi, and the strength should be greatly affected. However, after he had practiced this Vientiane sword, the strength of Ding Daoming did not retreat, but it also reached the second product. Yufeng, only one step away from a product.

When he heard the opening of the door, Ding Daoming suddenly woke up. He turned his head and saw Lin also enter the door. He quickly stood up and smashed his body: "Less Lord!"

"Ok."

Lin also nodded slightly and swept his sword in his hand: "Vientiane is a sword, can you practice the first few?"

"I can barely practice the fifth style, but the fifth style is halfway through each time, and some of them are weak and difficult to maintain." Ding Daoming looked awkward and a little shy.

As the sect of the Jiangnan Swordsman, he has always been known for his swordsmanship. However, nowadays, this sword is one of the only ways that Lin has left with him, so he is uneasy and uneasy.

"The fifth style." Lin also glanced at him: "With your strength, I thought I could be able to practice the fourth style. I can't think of the fifth-style threshold. It is rare."

After listening to Lin Yi’s little praise, Ding Daoming’s face turned pale and clear, and it’s more fun than joy. It’s hard to help: “That’s thanks to the sword that you have left. The last few eyes are enough to refresh my understanding of the sword."

Lin also waved his hand: "If you are flattering, you don't have to say anything, let you bring something, bring it."

"Brought it."

Ding Daoming’s heart was tight, and he quickly turned around and took out a wooden dice wrapped in ice.

He put the dice on the table and looked at Lin Yi with a nervous look.

Lin also fingered gently across the wooden rafters, and the ice around the rafters of the whole wood evaporates into a mist of water at a speed visible to the naked eye, floating in the air.

"The last time you broke your hand, leaving you a life, is to collect what you use for me, guarding the stone statue."

Lin is also indifferent.

Ding Daoming stood aside and did not dare to speak.

"The punishment you should be subjected to during this time is also affected."

"Today, I will continue to raise your arm for you. It is a reward. If you have a little more thought in the future, the next time you want is your life."

Lin also looks calm and has a word.

Lin also fell, Ding Daoming was overjoyed, and immediately crouched on the ground, facing Lin Yilian again and again: "Ding Daoming's grace for the Lord, no teeth unforgettable! In this life, I am Jiangnan Jianzong as a young master, the horse is a vision! ”

Ding Daoming’s voice fell.

Lin also pointed out that the raft under the fingertips burst into numerous debris~www.wuxiaspot.com~ revealing the half of the arm inside.

The half-arm, although it was sealed in ice, but after a few months, it seems to have changed somewhat.

When the half of the arm is exposed, Lin also holds the right hand of Ding Daoming in his hand with his right hand. The next moment, a fiery flame surges from Lin’s palm, and Ding Daoming’s wound has been grown again. Burning open.

The severe pain made Ding Daoming's face white, but he didn't dare to slam.

When the newly grown raw meat was completely boiled, Lin also picked up the half-arm on the table, which was supplemented by the spirit of the gas, and slowly blended the half-arm with Ding Daoming's right hand.

After half an hour.

Lin also retracted his palm, Ding Daoming was already cold and sweaty.

He looked at his right hand and his arm was completely restored. He tried to move it, it was very comfortable.

"I will let Wu Baitian prepare some herbs later, you will apply them with herbs, and within half a month, as before."

"Get some rest early."

Lin also went away, leaving only Ding Daoming to grow up again, and lowered his eyebrows.

"Congratulations to the Lord!"

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