Ming Chuan Zhi Zhu Youji [Sword Three System Wear + Yuhuatian]

Tang Daxian was originally a great fairy in high spirits, but at this time, Zuo Qinghou made embarrassment, and he was really speechless, but he didn't toss the temple openly, and he couldn't smash his small Buddhist hall, he just wished he could die sooner. Get away from the Throwing Cup Hill.

Zuo Qinghou didn't see Zuo Mingzhu waking up, and he desperately refused to let him go!

In addition, there is Chu Liuxiang next to her...

Fortunately, Zuo Mingzhu only slept for five days!

When Zuo Mingzhu woke up and saw Zuo Qinghou's surprised and loving face, she threw herself into her father's arms and burst into tears and confessed: "Daddy, Daddy! My daughter is wrong..."

Zuo Qinghou cried so hard that his heart trembled, he secretly turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes seven or eight times!

Tang Youzhu also breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer cared about Zuo Mingzhu after 25 years of marrying Xue Bin with a girl from the Shi family, whether she would try to continue her relationship with this lover, and how to deal with Zuo Qing Hou, how to get rid of Xue Bin when he doesn't know how to get rid of Xue Bin... It's not the focus of Tang Youzhu's attention.

No matter how good the sea bass is, I would get tired of eating it for five or six days, not to mention the sandalwood Miaomiao in the small Buddhist hall, Zuo Qinghou's worship method that is neither Buddhist nor Daoist, and it doesn't look like worshiping ancestors.

Taking advantage of the time when the father and daughter were hugging their heads and feeling sad, Tang Youzhu's left hand was Yuhuatian, and his right hand was full of flowers. He didn't even care about Gong Jiulan Scorpion and the two flowers who were enjoying flowers and fishing elsewhere. A spell came out and flashed directly to A dozen miles away from Zuojiazhuang.

Gong Jiu was startled when Tang Youzhu abandoned him ruthlessly again. Tang Youzhu sighed because he suddenly appeared at the scene of a gang fight and met an acquaintance; It's just dozens of miles away, usually trying to use magic to catch up, but because there are too many people with it-the blue scorpion that must be brought, the two flowers that are not easy to leave since encountering them, and self-conscious things The finished Chu Liuxiang—and the way of landing was quite embarrassing. He fell directly from midair and injured several black-clothed killers who were besieging a little red. When Tang Youzhu let go of Hua Manlou's hand, he silently covered his face...

laugh!

It's rare to see Qi Pai Nine in such a mess!

——It doesn’t count when you fall to the ground and begging for a draw. At that time, the wonderful nine wolves are wolves, but you enjoy wolves.Of course, it is far less than having love in this embarrassing and embarrassing time!

Tang Youzhu was amused by such a loving Gong Jiu, covering his face decisively and laughing, but he didn't think that this strange thing was really a strange thing. He just disliked the boring red repeater not long ago, and only a few breaths ago, he was just trying to show off in front of his wife The spell and the results were so anticlimactic that it was embarrassing, and finally got the blue scorpion to give a charming chuckle, so I had the leisure to reminisce about the few sword wounds that the man in black had scratched on his body when he landed just now!

These men in black are from the same sect as Dianhong, and although their swords are not as fierce as his, they are not so weak—otherwise, in just half a day, Dianhong would be able to fight across hundreds of thousands of miles. Where did the legend of taking human life come from?Isn't it just the cooperation of fellow disciples!

The so-called immortals are not enough magic weapons, and the strength of a single body is not enough to rely on numbers.If the difference in realm is too large, the number may not change much, but when the difference in realm is limited, the difference in quantity will affect...

Just look at the injury on Dianhong's body and you will know the clue!

Even if there is a little bit of red-heartedness and soft-handedness and no cruelty to be cruel to his fellow disciples, the strength of this group of men in black should not be underestimated, at least the sum of them is enough to make Jiu Gongzi's eyes shine.

It is even rarer that this group of men in black has one advantage:

Although a little bit of red sword power and sword intent was better, but since he met Chu Liuxiang, he was very enlightened, and his shots no longer focused on killing with one blow. Even though the speed and angle of this sword shot were not the slightest lagging behind, why? After all, the fierce and murderous aura was not enough.

This group of men in black is different, they are not as fast as a little red, but their murderous intentions are extremely determined, and they have a bit of my invincible heart. Under the extremely awe-inspiring killing intent, the stimulation given to Gong Jiu is no more than a little red weak.

There is also a quantity bonus.

And I didn't get disgusted by the wonderful nine because of the repeater!

In an instant, Jiu Gongzi was like a bee that had been dormant all winter, smelling the honey fragrance of the first flower in early spring, or like a moth wandering in the dark all night seeing a glimmer of fire, with bright eyes and trembling muscles. Rao, every man in black had at least dozens of lives under his command, and he never regarded death as home, so several of them were suppressed by him and took half a step back.

Tang Youzhu changed from laughing covering his face to lamenting: Old Zhu's family is unlucky!I would rather raise a few more domestic pigs than such a wonderful flower!What are piranhas?Maybe one day this strange flower will swallow the whole sky!

Lan Xiezi was very calm, she just silently took out the hand held by Gong Jiu, and stood quietly beside Tang Youzhu, looking at her nose and heart, showing the respectful manner of a filial disciple.

As for Gong Jiu?

The most important criterion for a good wife and her husband is to be relaxed, and it’s okay to play with him once in a while. What’s more, what he wants to play now is not the little red that the blue scorpion likes, but the siege of a little red. enemy.

Lan Xiezi didn't even need to tell Gong Jiu not to hurt anyone's life.

It's a little bit red, maybe it's overkill, or maybe Chu Liuxiang's contagion is too strong, what a straightforward person, even if it's a disciple on the employer's side, if he speaks rudely, he can kill as soon as he speaks, and when he strikes with a sword, it only takes a little bit in his throat How neat is the way that red is enough to end a person's life?After the killing, you can say plausibly, "What I betrayed is a sword, not a person. Anyone who insults my people will have to die", which is clean and neat.

What about now?It is not fatal to be besieged with blood all over, but why does it matter if the blood is lost in the fight of a master?He actually returned the sword to avoid people's vital points, and he was so timid!

It's just that the sword is not very exciting, and there is the matter of the repeater, Gong Jiu doesn't even look at him now, and only concentrates on teasing the group of men in black.

Pity those men in black, they finally found an opportunity, and they were about to wait for the opportunity to put a little red under the sword, but first three people appeared out of nowhere, and then a strange thing fell from the sky!

Seeing the red-eyed Gong Jiu who got hurt the more he got hurt, and hearing the voices of "cute, baby", he would point out the lack of improvement in their sword moves from time to time...

Although Gong Jiu is really good at every word, because the rankings of this group of people in black are never more than a little red, they really don't get enough opportunities to give advice in front of the leader. ...

But even if it is really enlightening, from time to time everyone is willing to cross to the bliss of the Western Paradise!Not to mention that there are still such wonderful flowers on the shore, which will definitely make people willing to continue trekking in the bitter sea without going ashore!

Even in the face of mountains of swords and seas of fire, the man in black, who does not take a step back, starts to retreat, but Gong Jiu refuses to give up.

Even without the help of spells, the master Qi machine, under the pull of this Qi machine, the black-clothed killer will have no way out, or he may have the heart of a strong man to cut his wrists and risk his life, or he may not be able to retreat, but no matter how brave he is, this group of people will not be afraid of death. It was so easy to survive all kinds of training and killing, and now he hurts himself and commits suicide just to avoid hurting others, it doesn't sound like that?

No matter how stressful it is with those weird red eyes and weird voice when it hurts, it's not like that.

So he had no choice but to be forced to continue to be molested and molested by Gong Jiu. Although the sword power improved under his guidance, the killing intent was weakened by Gong Jiu's aura.

A little red looked at him, he didn't have the perverted resilience of Gong Jiu, he had seven or eight sword wounds all over his body, although they didn't hurt any vital parts, the feeling of sprinkling the golden sore medicine was also very hot and uncomfortable... But no matter how uncomfortable it is, Yidianhong sincerely feels that his group of former companions are definitely more willing to change places with him now.

For some people, maybe it doesn't matter as long as they are alive, but for some people, the feeling of being destroyed and stimulated by the soul is more terrifying than the trauma of the body and skin.

Unfortunately, the latter is always the one that Jiu Gongzi has his eyes on.

The tragic scene of people in black being molested by Gong Jiu, not to mention a little bit of red, can't bear to see it, even if there are no flowers, they start to lower their eyebrows and lower their eyes to turn Buddhist beads. It's a strange phenomenon to see, but Gong Jiu has repeatedly emphasized that he has a taste for elegance and is difficult to be different from the world, but it is not without reason.

Ninth Young Master, it's not that as long as it makes him feel a little pain, he doesn't care about anything as enjoyment.

Those who gobble up are either hungry wolves or sick tigers, how can the ninth son bother to do it?

Even if he enjoys the pleasure of pain, it must be one with awe-inspiring sword aura, fierce murderous aura, or overwhelming power, or one that can trigger another kind of pain without wounds like the blue scorpion...

As for the past you said that Sharman's whip can make his blood boil... Isn't it all a long, long time ago?The stickiness of brown sugar is getting stronger, how could Jiu Gongzi's taste not improve?

When Gong Jiu's xinxing and murderous intentions of the man in black are almost worn out, when his xinxing is not firm enough, he can't help but refuse to take his own sword like Gong Jiu's will, even if he dies. When he was enjoying it, Gong Jiu suddenly backed away.

This strange temperament always changes so quickly. Just now, even if he was a little embarrassed when he landed, but even the embarrassing appearance is so noble and grandson, to a hyena who saw carrion, and a dung who smelled dog shit. Like a beetle, it only takes half a breath; but now, from a strange flower with red eyes and dewy lips, to a Mr. Guijie who is as cold as the ice and snow in the North Sea and more arrogant than the rocks on the Tianshan Mountains, it only takes one breath. half a breath.