The Secret of the Seal

Seeing the sadness of Sun Qingsong and Sun Ping's faces, Qin Dong raised his eyebrows and smiled. "If this is the case, then the grandchildren did not need me! I was going to go to the Seven Swords and help the Chinese lords get out of trouble. of!"

"What!?" Qin Dong's words, let Sun Qingsong have a feeling of being in a dream, can not believe. %&*>

Qin Dong nodded and sighed, "I don't just want to save the Chinese lord, I want to save the landlord! I have to personally smash the ambitions of Xue Qianfeng!"

Qin Dong’s words are powerful, just like the fire in the hearts of Sun Qingsong’s three uncles. In the blink of an eye, the three men’s chests are blazing and the blood of their bodies is burning. Boil up.

"Qin Shaoxia, you... what are you talking about?" Sun Qingsong was extremely excited. In a pair of eyes, there was a faint flash of tears. [

Do not blame Sun Qingsong for being so excited. It is in his view that the present fairy world is like being shrouded in a darkness. It does not see hope at all, and it almost makes its depression seem to suffocate. Seeing Qin Dong today, it is like seeing a brilliant sun shining through the darkness, and everything has hope again.

Qin Dong smiled and said: "Nature is true! We will leave here and go to the Seven Swords!"

Sun Qingsong and Sun Qiong, Sun Ping are ecstatic!

Sun Qingsong nodded and said, "But Qin Shaoxia, now in the Seven Sentimental Swords, there are two big emperors of Essence and Tiexian..."

After waiting for Sun Qingsong to finish the conversation, Sun Qiong couldn’t help but change the color. He said, "Two uncles, what are you talking about?"

Sun Qingsong hated biting his teeth. "Our lord is not a leisurely figure! If it is not the siege of the two emperors, he will not even have the power to fight back.%&*>

Sun Qiongyi began to have confidence in Qin Dong. It is not known about the current situation of the Seven Swords. At this time, I heard that two of the three immortals and the two saints gathered in the seven emotions, and Sun Qiong’s mood suddenly became several times. It was no more relaxed than before.

Qin Dong is indeed a talented genius, but even so, can he deal with the two emperors alone? Sun Qiong could not help but shook his head, and the fear in his heart grew like a mad grass.

Just when Sun Jiashu and his three men were in a dignified mood, Qin Dong’s face was a relaxed one. It seemed that in his eyes, the skinny fairy and the iron skin fairy were just the same small characters as the 岑贵胡德. The three people of Sun Jiashu did not know where Qin Dong’s self-confidence came from, but the expression of Qin Dong suddenly made the uncle’s three people feel more relaxed.

"Let's go! No matter how many masters of the Seven Swordsmen, I have to fight with them today!" Time is tight, no one knows how long the Chinese can support, and dare not delay, Qin Dong took the lead and led Sun Jiashu Hey three people, went straight to the seven sentimental swords.

Cheng Jian and Hu Zi were also going to be peers, and the result was rejected by Qin Dong Yan. Even Sun Ping and Sun Qiong, Qin Dong did not intend to let them go, the two emperors, that is not fun, in case there is a mistake, the brothers and sisters will have life. Helpless Sun Ping and Sun Qiong insisted that Qin Dong can only answer.

Although Sun Ping and Sun Qiong have already reached the realm of Xianjun, the repair is far from being comparable to Sun Qingsong and Qin Dong, and the body is slower than the two. In order to compete for time, Sun Qingsong and Qin Dong brought one, straight as lightning, and went forward at an alarming rate.

"Qin Shaoxia, the front is the boundary of my seven sentimental swords!" Sun Qingsong and Qin Dong fully exerted their efforts. At the speed of two people, two hours plucked more than a thousand miles. Sun Qingsong's cultivation is inferior to Qin Dong, although he is carrying a very slim Sun Ping, still awkward at this time.

Qin Dong's brow slightly wrinkled, first of all felt a burst of fire like a fire in the surrounding roaming. Looking at it again, I saw the distant sky, and there were all the "colors" of brilliance flashing out. With Qin Dong’s gaze, one can see that there are masters fighting.

"It seems that it is time for us to come!"

Sun Qingsong was relieved when he was neutral, and this road ran wildly at any cost, and it was not in vain.

"Who is!" Sun Qingsong is urging Qin Dong, and immediately rushed to the headquarters of the Seven Emotional Swordsmen, and screamed, and suddenly sounded. Then there was a burst of shackles and broken winds. In the blink of an eye, Qin Dong was surrounded by more than ten disciples.

Seeing that the other party is a disciple of the Yunge Pavilion, there is nothing to say about it. Sun Qingsong will have to fight, and there will be a whisper of a whisper, and the faint screams "Hey? Isn't this Sun Qingsong?"

Sun Qingsong looked for the sound, and when he saw the speaker, a pair of brows immediately wrinkled into a ball, and the eyes glowed with a smoldering fire. [

"Blood, you are not dead yet?"

"Ha ha ha ... you Sun Qingsong are not dead, how can I die when the white wind?" A red-haired red eyebrow, looking from afar, like a man with a fire, striding over.

"Qin Shaoxia, this person is called Bai Shengfeng, is the elder of the Yunyun Pavilion, and this time, the highest position among the disciples who wore the Yunge Pavilion siege of the Seven Sentimental Swordsmen. Except for the thin bone fairy and the Tiepixian, everyone listens to him. Order!" See Qin Dong looking at the white wind, with doubts and confusion, Sun Qingsong busy came together and said that he broke the identity of Bai Shengfeng.

Qin Dong nodded slightly, and he turned his eyes away from the white wind. A small Sanpin Xianjun, repaired slightly better than Sun Qingsong, really makes Qin Dong uninterested. What Qin Dong is thinking about now is the iron skin fairy and the thin bone fairy, that is his opponent!

Qin Dong disdain to take care of the white wind, and Bai Shengfeng did not put Qin Dong in his eyes. The eyes only stayed for one tenth of a second in Qin Dong's body, and they no longer care about Qin Dong. It seems that Qin Dong was regarded as the attendant of Sun Qingsong.

"Sun Qingsong, you can't easily escape from the encirclement. You should disappear from it, make a tortoise, and steal your life. How come you stupidly come back?" Bai Shengfeng’s evil smile, not waiting for Sun Qingsong to answer, then I rushed and said, "Oh, I understand, you are ready to come back for the Chinese to bury it? Hahaha... Sun Qingsong, you are really a big loyal minister, Baimou admire tight!"

Bai Shengfeng said that he admire, but his face is full of sarcasm, looking at Sun Qingsong's gaze, it is better to look at a fool.

Sun Qingsong screamed and said, "Baisheng, you think this is the "hair" disease, when can you change it?"

"Do you think it is?" Bai Shengfeng's eyebrows "hair" picked up, and his face was cold for a while.

Sun Qingsong’s face was “colorful” and he shouted: “Do you know why your grandfather will come back? Tell you, Grandpa Sun’s return is to take your dog’s sex!”