Shushan Sign In For A Hundred Years, I Will Be A Saint With A Sword

"Isn't it a so-called immortal cultivator? Just your little means is also called an immortal cultivator."

"Rivers and Lakes scammers used to deceive people, and they said they were the big Miss."

"Yeah, I'm obviously a wild girl."

Sedum looked at Xue Jian with disdain when he was talking about this.

Looking at Mao Mao, why bother to dissuade him quickly.

They can see it.

Zhuo Fan has no evil intentions towards them.

Before and after this, Sedum's messy mind was at work, just thinking about it.

The girl in front of me seemed to be Tang Clan's granddaughter, Tang Xue.

If Sedum continues to curse like this.

When the treasurer Jing arrived, the three of them might have to get a dozen fried pork with bamboo shoots on their buttocks.

It's just that Sedum is already irritated by Xue Jian, and he doesn't care about Ping He Mao Mao's dissuasion at all.

"You two get out of me."

"And you bastard, dare to call me a wild girl."

Xue Jian also blushed, and the whole person began to become a little angry.

After loudly letting Why Biping and Maomao go aside, Xue Jian took out a spell.

Let Sedum have a taste of the magic of the Immortal Cultivator.

Seeing a golden spell appearing in midair.

And Jingtian's immature face also showed a look of surprise, is this little lady really the cultivator she just said.

That is, the gods.

Otherwise, how could ordinary people and monsters use such spells.

When Sedum and Xuejian were fighting.

A man covered in a black robe was walking into Yuzhou City from the direction of the city gate.

Watching the pedestrians around,

The black robe man couldn't help licking his tongue, a red light appeared in his eyes.

Two sharp teeth were almost exposed.

"What a tempting fragrance! These are all great tonics."

The Eight Trigrams mirror hung on the wall of Yuzhou City seemed to sense the abnormal breath of the man.

At this moment, it was radiating golden light and falling under the city gate, faintly targeting the black-robed man.

"It's just a small demon mirror. It's not even a treasure. It's a fart to hang here."

The black robe man snorted coldly, and a crack appeared directly in the Eight Trigrams mirror.

Seeing a token in his hand glowing continuously, the aura on it was pointing in a direction in the city.

Very reluctant to glance at the pedestrians around.

The black-robed man suppressed the bloodthirsty desire in his heart, and walked in the direction guided by the token breath.

The place he went was called Dasanyuan, a gambling shop in Yuzhou City.

To be precise, it is Luo Rulie's stronghold.

While walking slowly, the black-robed man sniffed the smell in the air.

He wanted to grab someone and enjoy it at the moment.

Only due to the information on the token, the black-robed man could only go to the Great Sanyuan first.

"There are so many delicacies in the city. If they were all absorbed by myself, how wonderful it would be!"

"It's a pity that Zhao Changsheng was not allowed to enjoy food in Yuzhou City, saying that he was afraid of attracting the attention of the Shendao Sect in Yuzhou."

"Bah, when did my old man Sima fear a small divine sword sect."

"Also let me listen to Luo Rulie this dog's command."

"If it weren't for..."

The black-robed man spit out a few words, and found his dissatisfaction in his heart.

Only then resumed as usual.

However, at The next moment.

When I came to a street called Tianshui Street, only a few steps away from Dasanyuan.

The black-robed man suddenly smelled the breath in the air violently, and his saliva even fell out unconsciously.

The look has also become a little crazy and obsessed.

"In Yuzhou City, there is such a pure breath, the key is my favorite young girl's breath."

"And it seems that I have just started practicing, and I feel that she is of great help to my practice."

"Let me write down your breath first, and then come to enjoy you slowly in the evening."

Covering the whole body under the black robe, the man seems to be afraid of the sun in the sky.

To be precise, I dislike it very much.

After remembering the breath that made him a little crazy, the black robe man stepped into the big three yuan.

...

After a cup of tea.

Using the entire Cultivation Base, Xue Jian, panting and sitting on the chair under the eaves to rest.

"How can this bastard be like a sandbag, he can't hit the ground anyway."

"If it weren't for the weak Spirit Power in my body, one move could hit you directly into the river."

"Relying on myself, I know a little bit of demon technique, so I just bullied me and didn't understand anything."

"If you have the ability, you also let the big demon next to you pass me the methods you used, and watch me learn for ten and a half days and then fight with you."

Sedum, which had been completely swollen to resemble a pig's head, still refused to admit defeat.

He felt that losing to Zhuo Fan, and being afraid of Zhuo Fan was nothing.

After all, the methods Zhuo Fan showed were too powerful, he thought it was incomparable.

The point is that the girl in front of me looks younger than him and looks down on herself.

Can't beat a girl who is younger than him, is he still messing with the children around him today?

It's a pity that the idea is good, but Xue Jian was tossed by a magic talisman and it didn't look like.

Almost barely able to carry it, and fainted directly.

So he was not convinced.

And don't know why.

When seeing Xue Jian, Jing Tian subconsciously didn't want to admit defeat.

"You ate my magic talisman and you want to resist! Believe it or not..."

Xue Jian is angry when he sees Jingtian dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water.

For some reason, she had never seen such an angry child.

Compared with white tofu, the little boy in front of him is stubborn and stubborn.

"Okay, see you, Xue, he's still young and doesn't understand anything."

Zhuo Fan smiled and stopped Xue Jian, who was still trying to make a move, and said, looking at the swollen head like a pig's head.

"Little Sedum, you said you want to learn spiritual practice from me, didn't you say that I am a big monster?"

"Now I'm not afraid that I will eat you."

Sedum's eyes narrowed into a slit, but his eyes were still wide open.

Said loudly.

"No, I admit that I was wrong. The methods you used really don't look like monsters."

"And if you want to deal with these three of us who are helpless children, you don't have to spend so much effort at all."

"That's good! Young people shouldn't be suspicious at every turn, they have to be bolder."

Zhuo Fan waved his hand and Sedum's body floated uncontrollably in front of Zhuo Fan.

"Seeing you are swollen like a pig's head, what should your parents explain when I see you later?"

While teasing, Zhuo Fan condensed a Spirit Power to penetrate Wang Jingtian's swollen wound.

But as Spirit Power entered the wound, Sedum still felt a little painful and unbearable.

In an instant, I felt like I was enveloped by a cold air, very comfortable.

It was like Da Xia's soaking in a pool, making him groan.

Why both Ping and Mao Mao's eyes widened.

Sedum was swollen like a pig's head, and the injuries on Sedum's body subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, Sedum's head returned to normal.

But the two of them only saw a green light swaying on their bodies.

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