The Secret of the Seal

"Ha! It turns out that you are still thinking about rebuilding the Seven Sentiments in the future. %&*>

The Chinese man was somewhat incomprehensible by his smile. He was surprised to ask: "Yeah, what happened?"

Ling Xiaojian shook his head and looked at the Chinese man with a mysterious look. "I bet the idea of ​​rebuilding the Seven Swords, and you will quickly dispel it."

"Odd! How can you say that?" The Chinese man's face is full of doubts and confusion.

Ling Xiaojian turned to look at Qin Dong, smiled and said, "Xiaodong, things here are almost the same, should we go back?"

"Go back? Where are you going back?" The words of Ling Xiaojian made the Chinese males more and more "touchless". This is exactly the effect that Ling Xiaojian pursues. He does not answer the question of Chinese males. He just smiles and stares at Qin Dong.

Qin Dong originally planned to bring Chinese males into the fairy ring. Where do you need Ling Xiaojian to imply yourself in this way? At the moment, I smiled and looked up. Sun Qingsong and other disciples of the Seven Sentimental Swordsmen were returning from different directions. Seeing that they are all in a good mood, it must be very enjoyable to kill.

"The enlightened lord, all the disciples of the Yunyun Pavilion, have been cleared, one does not stay!" Although Sun Qingsong's body is covered with blood, it is still difficult to cover the excitement of his eyebrows.

"Is there a fish that is not leaking?" Chineseman asked cautiously.

Sun Qingsong patted the road of the chest. "That is of course! The brothers searched very carefully, and there is no way to miss the fish!"

Hua Renxiu nodded and turned his eyes to Qindong.

The disciples who wore the Yunge Pavilion died, and the disciples of the Seven Swordsmen disappeared again. What happened here, even if Xue Qianfeng wanted to break his head, he couldn’t think of it. %&*>

"Big Brother, I want to take you and the brothers of the Seven Swordsmen to a place, are you willing to go with me?" Qin Dong suddenly looked at the Chinese, and he asked very seriously.

The Chinese man was suddenly asked by Qin Dong, and he was a little worried, and he turned his attention to Ling Xiaojian.

Ling Xiaojian couldn't help but smile and said, "What do you think, don't hurry to agree, don't you think that Xiaodong will harm you?"

Looking at the expression of Ling Xiaojian, the Chinese male knows that the place where Qin Dong wants to take him will be an unusual place, but what kind of place will this be? The heart of Chinese people suddenly rises up with a strong curiosity.

"Of course I am willing! Even if it is a raging sea, I will go to China!"

"Hahaha... The fart of the knife is the sea of ​​fire, what do you think of Xiaodong as a person? Xiaodong will he take you to that kind of place? Really!" After listening to the Chinese man's answer, Ling Xiaojian couldn't help it. I laughed loudly.

The Chinese male was embarrassed by Ling Xiaojian’s smile. He bowed his head and grabbed his hair. It also showed the true sexuality of the Chinese.

"Hua Da Ge, the brothers of the Seven Emotional Swords, are all all together?"

The Chinese man turned his head and looked at Sun Qingsong and others. The **** "color" sheds a few points in the air. "In addition to the war dead, the rest are all here."

Ling Xiaojian saw the Chinese man's mind, came forward, patted his shoulder, and comforted the "Hua brother, believe me, this blood debt, we will come back to Xue Qianfeng sooner or later!"

"Let's go!" Qin Dong came to the middle of the crowd, waving his right hand, wearing the fairy ring on his finger, and immediately uttered a colorful light.

"Ling brother, this is..." The Chinese man suddenly shouted in surprise. [

Not waiting for Ling Xiaojian to answer the Chinese man, the colorful light will cover everyone together, and then there will be a change of heaven and earth. When the Chinese males wake up, they have entered the fairy. Within the ring.

"Big Brother, seeing you safe and sound, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief!" When the Chinese male was fascinated, a group of people in Li Hongshou and Xianjuan had already greeted them.

Qin Dong will call out the special envoy A and Ling Xiaojian, although he did not say what it is for, but everyone is a clever figure. It can be guessed by guessing. It is Qindong and Essence and Tin Immortal. The first battle was at a crucial moment.

Although Li Hongshou is full of confidence in Qin Dong, it is impossible to say that he is not worried about tension at all. After all, Tie Xian and Shou Yan Xian are not ordinary strong, and it is not so easy to deal with.

At this time, I saw Qin Dong take Hua Renxiong and others to return safely. Li Hongshou and others hung the heart and it fell to the ground. In particular, I saw that the Chinese males were safe and sound, and they were most happy with Li Hongshou. Long before, Li Hongshou had become a brother and sister with the Chinese.

"Red-sleeved sister!" To be clear, when the person standing in front of him is Li Hongshou, the Chinese male is also very happy and excited.

"Congratulations to the Chinese sects for safety and safety, and turning the corner to safety!" The Baihua Palace Lord also came over and rushed to the Chinese.

Chinese male and Baihuarou are also old-fashioned, and they laughed and said hello.

"Hua brother, I did not expect to encounter so many acquaintances?" Ling Xiaojian said with a smile.

The Chineseman nodded and asked, "Xiaodong, Lingxiong, what is this in the end, why are everyone here?"

Ling Xiaojian did not rush to answer, but pointed his finger at a dozen Xianshan in the distance and smiled. "Don't be busy asking questions, you should first look at it, what is it!"

The Chinese man followed the instructions of Ling Xiaojian and turned his head to look at it. He couldn’t help but open his mouth, and the horror on his face was hard to describe in words. At this time, Sun Qingsong, Jun Yu, Sun Qiong, Sun Ping and others also noticed that the twelve fairy mountains that danced like the dragon elephants were shocked by the grandeur of this fairy mountain. They were dumbfounded, even at this time. It is a knife cut on them, I am afraid they will not react.

"I... I won't be dreaming?" After a long while, Ling Xiaojian murmured.

"Dreaming? Hahaha... Chinese brother, you may wish to take a deep breath and see."

The Chinese were stunned, and then they were inhaled by the words. This sucking immediately had a strong scent of fairy spirit, which poured into his mouth like Changhong. Only breathing this mouth, the Chinese male can not help but tremble. Such a rich and abundant sacred spirit, even if it is the cultivation of his seven sentiments, is never in a hurry.

Ling Xiaojian, Li Hongshou, Baihuarou, etc. When they first came to the fairy ring, they were also like the Chinese, and they were all amazed everywhere, but now they are no strangers. Looking at the exaggerated look of the Chinese, they can’t help but Laughed.

"In this world, there is such a treasure. If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe it? Lingxiong, no wonder you can achieve the Emperor so quickly!" The Chinese are so excited, so that when they say it, the voices are slightly different. tremble.