Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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The fireball hit by the bullet is obviously inevitable. Lin Luoran has a whiplash. He wants to shake it off with a backhand. He knows that the fireball has a long whip, and the one that picks one of the metal has a long whip. Was ordered.

Lin Luoran was beaten twice on the ground and could not be extinguished. As the fire continued to spread, she decisively abandoned the long whip and threw it on the ground.

I heard the flame burned like a firewood fire, and the metal whip "噼里啪啦", Lin Luoran did not look at it, but screamed to the text view - this person took Lin Luoran when trying to extinguish the flame, In the handprint!

Lin Luoran has no weapons in his hand to resist this strange fireball for her. Naturally, she can't let Wen Guanjing succeed in the operation. The close combat, after the last embroidered building hit Mu Tiannan, Lin Luo However, I was quite confident in the fists taught by Master Jia, and I raised my hand and waved to Wen Guanjing!

Wen Guanjing perceives that sharp palm, naturally no time to show fireball, but a backhand, a white practice suddenly picked up, Lin Luoran looked at the cold and cold, barely regained his hand to dodge On one side, Rao is like this. Her long hair on her forehead is swept by the cold, and she flies away and flies in the air.

Wen Guanjing's hand is standing and practicing, and Lin Luoran is sure to look at it at this time. It turns out to be a soft soft sword!

Don't look at the soft sword. It doesn't look like it's light and fluttering. It doesn't feel as powerful as a heavy weapon, but it can be used to make an accurate attack with such a large weapon. It is really a master.

As a monk, Wen Guanjing may not be as deep as Lin Luoran, but with the monk's fighting method, he is indeed a systemic cultivation, a little bit of cultivation, no matter whether it is knowledge or technique, Lin Luoran is a half-way monk. The rookie can be compared.

After Lin Luoran chose to close the battle, he found that this view of the sword is like a rainbow. It is clearly a master of martial arts. Is it a deadly game tonight?

Although I don’t know why Lin Luoran has not chosen the technique, the maximum is just to call Reiki. The Wen Guanjing is also the origin of Lushan’s orthodox, seeing Lin Luoran’s empty hand, and he holding the sword, he will not do that small. People, after cutting down Lin Luoran's hair, did not win the pursuit.

Lin Luoran stood in the same place and looked at Zou Weiwei who had only one breath on the ground. It was difficult to decide whether he would fight hard with Wen Guanjing.

She is not afraid of being hurt and bleeding, but she is afraid that she will be here. Even if she loses both the Wen and the King, she still can’t avenge Baojia...

"I don't seem to be doing my best to see you. Why don't we just stop here?" Wen Guanjing saw Lin Luoran's look changing, and could not help but say.

It’s not that Wen Guanjing is a kind-hearted person who is pedantic. Lin Luoran’s cultivation is only above him. Zou Weiwei has been seriously injured, and the action in the latter half of the month is imperative. A boost, can pull back a bigger one, isn't it a good thing?

Lin Luoran did not know his intentions. He only thought that the attitude of this text was too strange. He sometimes worked with her. For a moment, it seemed that he could not go to death. Now, is it necessary to negotiate?

Despite this, the gesture of holding a soft sword did not relax. Lin Luoran was not allowed to pretend to be negotiating, or was there any other intention.

The atmosphere between the two changed from a confrontation to a confrontation, and it was a bit strange at the moment.

Just in the heart of Lin Luoran, when the heavens and the people fought, whether it was hard to fight or to take revenge on the day of the election, the originally uncommon alley of the alley found a person.

Since Lin Luoran was changed the system, she was very eye-catching. She didn't know that this was not the universal welfare of practice. Anyway, she could distinguish things in the darkness. She only used the light to sweep away and saw the way she came. - To her very surprised, actually it was Mu Tiannan who was shot by her not long ago!

Lin Luoran secretly called unlucky, this is the new enemy has not gone to the old enemy and again, if Mu Tiannan and Wen Guanjing reached a consensus, one dragged her back, a positive attack, it is really awkward.

"It's you!" Mu Tiannan looked like two steps, finally recognized Lin Luoran, yelling at her fingers.

Lin Luoran’s heart has raised an illusion of absurdity. How do you feel the joy of hatefulness? Is he a masochist, that palm is being shot at the itch, so don't hate her?

Lin Luoran was chilled by his own guess, but he frowned at the next moment.

Mu Tiannan recognized Lin Luo and then did nothing else to her. Instead, she ran forward and pulled the sleeves of Wen Guanjing and called "Wen Shixiong". The voice of Xiaofen let Lin Luoran shake off. Goose bumps in one place.

However, Wen Guanjing did not feel disgusting at all. Instead, he smiled and asked: "Xiaonanzi, when did you return to the Imperial Beijing?"

Is this the serious and high-status text view? Lin Luoran’s thoughts suddenly thought of the words “beautiful”, and they couldn’t bear to see them “involved in love”, which made up their minds to flash people.

Looking at Zou Weiwei on the ground, Lin Luoran resisted the impulse to make up a whip. When he took the Mu Tiannan and Wen Guanjing to recite the old, several of them left the dark lane.

Mu Tiannan was shocked. "What can I do? Let her run!"

Wen Guanjing changed his previous enthusiasm and took his hand back from Mu Tiannan. Cold and cold: "Oh, don't act, I will grab my hand when I come up, not to take the opportunity to run her for what?" ”

Mu Tiannan smiled and did not have a deep meaning: "That must also cooperate with Wenge to succeed, Wenge, is it that this stinky head is reluctant to start?"

Wen Guanjing holds a soft sword and a sword. "You think everyone is you! I want to leave her to the department. You don't give me a reasonable explanation today. I don't tell you the imperial." Go home, father!"

Mu Tiannan laughed and avoided, and didn't care: "I also know her situation. You have to pull people. You must please me. Then, you have to pull people when you fight with the eyes of the two. No wonder. Also succeeded, haha!"

Wen Guanjing looked at him suspiciously. "You really say, know her origin?" Automatically filtered Mu Tiannan to laugh at him and never dig his feet successfully.

Mu Tiannan nodded. "If you send the little sword to me, I will tell you."

Wen Guanjing kicked him off. "You are not a monk, giving you what you can do, not having to waste good things!"

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Lin Luoran rushed out of the alley and turned a few laps to ensure that everyone chased it, and that was ready to go back.

She had just finished her hair, and the black Lincoln stopped in front of her, and it seemed to have been in this area for a long time. The window shook down, revealing the face of Liu Zhengsi Wen Xiu.

"boarding!"

Liu Zheng opened the co-pilot position, and Lin Luoran pulled the rear compartment himself and sat up. Tonight, whether it is to go to the Bluebird Club to find Zou Weiwei, or to deal with the people, even the fierce battle in the dark alley, and Lin Luoran's usual tempering in and out, and toss down, consume not only the aura and energy, the mind It is also very tired.

She was sitting in the back seat and closing her eyes. She noticed that Liu Zheng secretly looked at her in the rearview mirror and blinked her eyes. "Zou Weiwei was seriously injured. You came back to pick me up. I am not afraid of the Zou family. ?"

Liu Zheng’s hand holding the steering wheel does not disable the force – sure enough, she is complaining about him!