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Chapter 94 Who is the pro -son [Seeking subscription · Seeking monthly ticket]

"Do you understand the array method?"

Qi Lin looked at Li Fansong, who was reluctant to stand, worried that he couldn't keep up with his own footsteps and fell into the swamp drown.

"Uh, I only understand some of the Kowloon gossip!"

Li Fanong scratched his head embarrassed. He was the disciple of Qingcheng Mountain. He didn't even understand the method. It was not good to say.

"It's okay!" Qi Lin didn't care too much, grabbed his shoulders, and flew into the swamp.

Between the changing steps, he was in the killing array of thousands of swords and swords.

When he came to Jianxinzu for the first time, Qi Lin saw how to go through this formation method, but because of the face of the other party, he never said it.

After walking through the swamp and embarked on the solid ground, Li Fanong's eyes brightened, and he shouted at the corner of the mountain wall: "Mr. Qi, that is the mark left by Feixuan."

"Good things, at least prove that the little fat pier was not devoured by a swamp!"

Where did they make Qi Lin look at Qi Lin.

They heard the news from Feixuankou, but they met in Pingshui. Although they had the credit endorsement of Qingcheng Mountain, they dare not believe it easily.

Qi Lin nodded: "That's right, the camp who came to Jianxinzu. I just didn't know, who they received the order."

Qi Lin heard the words, transported light work, skipped the casting sword workshop, and went to the back mountain of no one.

He Lei Meng's relationship with Li Xinyue, where he and Li Hanyi are there, he is the family of Jianxinzu!

It is very narrow at the beginning.

He went to answer: "The old man is receiving the guests in Jiange, and the coming person is the main general of the camp outside the valley."

"Are you Qi Lin?" They were full of uncertainty, for fear that they would recognize the wrong person in the next moment.

"The appearance of this sword is good? Why should I destroy it?" Li Fanong said in shock.

They walked in the dark and narrow mountain road, and then they faintly saw a hint of light.

Qi Lin looked at their nervous look and comforted: "The Lord of those people outside will be in our hands. When the dragons are not headed, they will not mess up. Rest assured!"

Qi Lin shook his head and said: "These swords must be destroyed."

"There was also a child who said he was a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain before. If he had not used the Taiqi Lion, I thought he was deceiving."

I said, "Let's let the old man go first! I will go to see Uncle Lei and the hearts of the hearts."

Soon, someone appeared, two men and two women.

There are one of the casting rooms one after another in the valley. There are men who are naked upper with a sword with a naked upper body. Someone runs on the road to run quickly. Behind the carriage, there is a handle of the carriage.

A sword of a sword, the sword body shines, and it is not all kinds of products at first glance.

In the past, the burning ink son, Yinyi Army, Beiluzhuo, Lei Menglian now has become a middle -aged man with half -head white hair. He lay on a rocking chair and squeaked.

Qi Lin let go of Li Fansong and let him go the next way.

Lei Meng chose vegetables while killing, complaining, like an empty nest elderly who looked forward to the child's early home.

Although there is Qi Lin's guarantee, where to go, they are still not assured. They go to the cast sword workshop and summon all the sword protectors to prepare for it.

"Is it a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain again?" Where did you frown?

He pushed Li Fanong to the front.

As soon as Qi Lin waved, he took Li Fan to go to the room with Li Fan.

"Four, only five years have not been seen, you don't know me?"

Qi Lin hadn't moved, and at the same time he held up Li Fanong who wanted to rush out, so that he would not be impulsive.

"Jianxinzu only casts the best sword in the world. As long as the sword that is not on the top will be taken out and destroy it. I also think it is too wasteful, so many steel, what is it bad to do!" Qi Lin regretted

Shake his head.

Qi Lin touched his nose and said, "I was originally for a private matter. However, I met the disciples of Zhao Yuzhen at the door of Qingcheng Mountain at the door and saw that he was being chased."

Qi Lin smiled slightly and ridiculed: "Oh, is he courageous, or do you want to come to an outer merit?"

This is the sword guardian of Jianxinzu.

Qi Lin saw them when he came to Jianxinzu five years ago, and he was a acquaintance.

Go out of the cave, the sky is wide, there is a small world in the valley

When a small world belonging to the sword.

"Well, Xiao Qi has no conscience. After leaving Mu Liangcheng for so long, I don’t come to see us!"

They are all twins. They grew up in Jianxinzu, and they were martial arts day and night with swords.

After they left, where did they go to Qi Lin and asked: "Is there really a army outside?"

The four people who had been waiting for a moment were instantly relaxed, giving around Qi Lin, and surprised: "Brother Qi, how can you come to Jianxinzu?"

Li Xinyue shook his head and said: "I don't know what the relationship between Xiao Qi and Han Yi? When can I hold my grandson?"

"Do they still live in the original place?"

The fact is true. They are trapped in Jianxinzu. There is nothing to do all day. Of course, they hope Qi Lin will come to see themselves.

Qi Lin nodded: "Yes, it's me!"

"A lot of swords!" Li Fansong's eyes glowed.

The two couples opened their mouths Qi Lin, closed their mouths Qi Lin, and occasionally mentioned their daughters.

"Come!"

Hearing his wife's summary, Lei Meng made a jump, picked the vegetables from the vegetable land he had reclaimed, and drank the water from the river, let an ordinary family cook it, and started to wash the vegetables to choose vegetables.

Jianxinzu, Houshan.

Where did they not take this stubble? They are too clear. This kind of thing must not be tolerated in a trace of guessing and imagination.

However, Qi Lin is different.

No wonder Li Hanyi always complains that Qi Lin is Lei Meng's killing their son. She and Lei Wuxi are like raising.

"Who, dare to break through the sword heart mound?"

Li Xinyue, who was in white, came out of the house and drank: "Lei Meng kills, it's all noon, I feel that the vegetables are gone, it's time to cook."

Qi Lin nodded, and they only said, "We arrange the child in the guest room to rest."

"Yes!"

A loud drink interrupted Qi Lin's telling. Several swords fluttered in the air, and the sword was sharp, but he only fell in front of Qi Lin for three inches. Only demonstrations were demonstrated without killing.

"Well, take Xiao Fan Song to see his nephew!"

Qi Lin did not pursue the source now, and asked, "What does the old man do now?"

"Where is Feixuan? Did he be injured?" Li Fanong asked anxiously.

"So the army to do this?" Where did you go?

Where to go, there is no heaven, four people stare at each other, and feel that the voice is familiar. After staring at Qi Lin for a while, he recalled some details.

"Uncle Lei, Xinyue!"

Lei Meng frowned: "I seem to hear Xiao Qi's voice."

"Not seeming, it's me!"

Qi Lin stood in front of them.

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