He Has a Dragon

"The afterlife is awesome!"

The old man took a deep look at Wang Le, who was standing on the steps, and the thought popped into his heart.

Being able to do so under the heavenly consciousness, even the martial arts ground martial arts, is worth a high look. The young man was just a junior junior.

The old man asked himself, regardless of any personal prejudices and positions, this throne can definitely deserve praise from others.

At this point, the old man no longer doubts that the young man can sweep Bai Yujing's mystery, not to mention his strength in overcoming challenges and winning.

The old man couldn't help but be interested in this young man who was born in the world and was born in the wild. Although he didn't have a destiny weapon, he was pregnant with a magic weapon.

"How many years has n’t this earthly red dust produced such a freak and evil? It seems that the martial arts world is really not far away from the troubled world."

There was a flash of memory in the old man's eyes, and his heart stirred up some microwaves, thinking secretly.

With such a look, the old man's mind turned countless turns, at this time it was more pessimistic and uncertain about whether his disciple Bai Xiaolou could defeat the throne.

In the eyes of the old man who has gone through the years, if a sword is used to describe these two young men of similar age.

Then the imperial throne standing on the steps is invisible and entangled. It is like a sword that kills the blood of the corpse and bleeds. Once it is out of the sheath, it is unstoppable. See the blood side return!

While his disciple Bai Xiaolou cultivated from an early age, the huge amount of cultivation resources for his splurge, the martial arts foundation is extremely solid, and it is hard to find.

The Moral Sect is like the Master of the Forged Sword. After twenty years of hard work, the sword of Bai Xiaolou has been smashed. Once the sheath is out, the edge will be exposed, and the peers will be overshadowed by the bright light!

However, Bai Xiaolou just made his debut after all, and hasn't walked from the dead pile after killing.

Because of this, the old man has set his sights on the next fight between the two.

"Wild and captive beasts are ultimately different."

The old man looked at his disciples and Wang Le, and secretly sighed.

Of course, the old man hopes that Bai Xiaolou will be tempered in the next battle. He believes that the talented disciple under his seat will be able to learn from it afterwards, and truly mature, no longer in the greenhouse. The flower is an optimistic tree that has been baptized by wind and rain, and really supports the future of this future in the prosperity of the Moral Sect!

When the old man's mind drifted away, Wang Le, who bit his tongue, spit out a bite of blood, and then walked down the steps and stopped three meters away from Bai Xiaolou.

Bai Xiaolou saw Wang Le spit blood, and a gloomy face appeared on his face, saying, "I didn't expect you to be hurt. If I win, it's a victory!"

"Eh!" Wang Le couldn't help but touched his nose, and secretly said: "It seems this guy is a bright and solitary generation, and it's really not a good killer later."

"Well, if this buddy and Yuan Honghe Zhanbo are all the same, the young man will be killed if he kills. There is no psychological burden."

Of course, there is another point is that standing in front of the crowd, the old man in the field for a long time makes Wang Le dare not let go, he must always watch out to prevent any unexpected variables.

Turning to his thoughts, Wang Le looked at Bai Xiaolou, who was a little disgusted, and said with a disdain: "The dead ghosts who came to challenge before are not qualified to hurt me!"

Immediately, Wang Le sighed again, with a helpless expression on his face, and said with emotion: "Since he entered Bai Yujing, the two days he was under great pressure, so he was in a hurry and got an oral ulcer. His mouth The blood bubbles in it were accidentally broken. "

Everyone: "........."

"Mouth ulcers?" Although Bai Xiaolou didn't understand the mundane medical terminology, but also knew the meaning of being anxious, he was almost made to laugh by Wang Le.

The old man standing in front of the crowd couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly, thinking that this throne was really a dead duck.

"Cough!" Bai Xiaolou intentionally coughed twice, then looked earnestly at Wang Le, and said earnestly: "You have some meaning. I like it and can be friends."

Without waiting for Wang Le to speak, Bai Xiaolou replied, "But let's fight before we talk."

I saw Wang Le's face twitched, and whispered quietly: "Little Master will not engage in-Ji."

"What is ji-ji?" Bai Xiaolou asked aggressively.

Wang Le was stiff, and of course he would not tell Bai Xiaolou and the people present.

Just when Wang Le was a little embarrassed, a martial artist suddenly shouted in the crowd, "Can't you fight yet? It's just like a sissy, dragging her mother has a chicken-bar meaning!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou frowned, and they looked at the warrior who was yelling in the crowd in unison, and his eyes were killed like sharp arrows!

Under the watchful eye of Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou, the tall warrior suddenly changed from a tiger to a cat, and then withered on the spot, with a loud laugh, and said sternly, "Open ... Open a Joking, you ... you go on. "

After speaking, I quickly rushed into the crowd without looking back, for fear of being stung by taking a step late.

At this time, Wang Le looked at Bai Xiaolou and asked calmly: "Have you really wanted to fight in the last battle?"

When I saw Bai Xiaolou's head popping up, he replied with a certain and affirmative tone like a proud swan: "Battle!"

Waiting for Wang Le's response, Bai Xiaolou suddenly realized that since he was going to challenge, he had to report his name ~ www.readwn.com ~ As a result, he had forgotten the affliction and was embarrassed. Hushan Baixiaolou. "

"Longhu Mountain? Isn't this the birthplace of Taoism in the earthly Ganzhou Province?"

There was a flash of color in Wang Le's eyes. He was too lazy to care about Bai Xiaolou's identity. After all, the challenges that he took did not need to fight, so there was no so-called revenge.

So there is no need to dig into it, everyone has a secret they can't tell, and Wang Le is no exception.

Although Bai Xiaolou first entered the world, but his look was not bad. After catching that Wang Le's face wasn't right, he immediately asked: "What's your doubt?"

I saw Wang Le smile with a smile, and said indifferently: "Nothing, I just think of a mountain in the secular Ganzhou Province, which is also called Longhu Mountain."

Bai Xiaolou said, although his eyes flickered a little, but he nodded lightly: "The world-famous Longhu Mountain is the birthplace of Taoism, and I have heard of it."

Wang Le deeply looked at Bai Xiaolou, knowing that the other party was not telling the truth, he couldn't help laughing.