Battling Records of the Chosen One

The lonely eyes are big and dead, and the breath is heavy. I don’t say a word when I stare at the Jiugong.

This time, he pressed a quasi-emperor that was seized from the battlefield. What is rare is that it is intact and extremely rare.

If it is defeated, this baby can no longer belong to him.

"Daddy, admit defeat, I have advised you many times, I don’t know how many times the old guy’s ‘9 Xuan Shen’s pulp is not so good.’

"The mysterious pulp of Jiu Xuan Shen is the next jewel in the heavens. Although it has no great use for me and other emperors, it can be used at the level of the Great Holy Land, but it can play the magical effect of 'melting the road base and tempering the mood'. They are all invaluable."

"Daddy, everyone knows that you want to seek a blessing for your grandson, but this kind of thing can't be forced."

The prospective emperors in the vicinity have opened their mouths to persuade.

"Predecessors, right now, you really have no chance of winning."

Lin Xun couldn't help but speak.

He looked up and gave him a look. He didn't have a good breath: "His mother, you little doll, watching me joke is not enough, but also to persuade me to admit defeat, conscience will not hurt?"

Lin Xing just wants to say something, and the silence has already made a long sigh: "Well, Lao Tzu admits defeat, you old things can bet apart."

The quasi-emperor made a laugh and began to share the bet with Ling Xiaozi.

And the old monsters who are betting on the shackles are all face to face and frustrated.

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Those old monsters have turned their eyes, a pair of "who believes you are stinking, who is a fool".

It’s not a shame to look at the silence. In the past few years, every time he played against Ling Xiaozi, he lost his face and it was really shameful.

However, when the silence is going to leave, I heard a loud voice:

"I wonder if the younger generation can play against the predecessors?"

Lin Xun, he went straight to the opposite side of Ling Xiaozi and asked.

The old monsters who had divided the spoils and were willing to leave with joy were obviously stunned at this time.

This kid has to play against Ling Xiaozi?

In this Great Wall of the Emperor Guan, who does not know that this old guy of Ling Xiaozi has no other skills, but in the same way, he can stand out from the crowd and stand out from the crowd?

"Daddy, this kid is brought to the city, it is really a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, haha, no matter what, it is courageous."

Someone laughed and didn't agree with it.

"Courage is commendable? I don't know if it is high!"

Some people frowned. "It’s been a sacred place to do it. It’s still rash and rash. It’s not a big scorpion.”

"Forget it, forget it. Who isn't young? You guys, you can't fall down and be a junior."

Someone played round the field.

In short, these old monsters, though horrified and unintelligible, did not reveal any malice.

"Daddy, take this place with you. When you become a quasi-emperor, it’s not too late to play against Ling Xiaozi."

Someone smiled and spoke.

The silence was also a half-sound, and immediately pointed to Lin Xun, shaking his head and laughing: "You, you, what time to add chaos, walk away, and quickly leave this, save the ridicule of these old things."

Said, he is going to look for his shoulders.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiaozi sat there knee-flops, smiling slightly, and squatting, and in his capacity, he would not go to the juniors like Lin Xun.

“Predecessors, don’t you want ‘9 Xuan Shen’s pulp?’”

But at this time, Lin Xun’s words made the silence of the silence stagnate and widened his eyes, saying: “Boy, what are you talking about?”

Lin Xun did not think about it and said casually: "I said, I can give it a try and help you win some of the "Jiu Xuan Shen Mian "."

He is very interested in the "Nine Palaces" game. There is a sense of hunter and heart. After all, this is a kind of contest that has been used for a long time. It is a way he has been exposed since childhood, and he has already integrated into his own blood.

"win?"

He was almost unable to believe his ears. If Lin was not calm, he was not joking. He had the urge to walk.

Just kidding, even he is not the opponent of Ling Xiaozi, Lin looking for a junior and what to play against Ling Xiaozi?

It is no exaggeration to say that this imperial gate inside and outside the Great Wall can win the Lingzizi in the game of Jiugong, and it has not appeared yet!

Other old monsters nearby are also look weird, and feel the same as the feeling of silence.

If they said that their evaluation of Lin Xun was not known to be high and thick, then now there is a kind of taste that does not know how to advance and retreat.

As a person in the presence, I will never be a junior, but if this junior does not know how to advance and retreat, it is very unpleasant.

"Young people, are you sure you want to play?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

Lin nodded: "Of course."

Many big people see this, can not help but frown, this kid ... really does not see the coffin without tears.

"Then you know that it is costly to play against Ling Xiaozi."

A woman with a charming and charming purple dress softly said, "Like the silence, just took out a baby as a color head, won, he can get the nine mysterious gods, lose, this baby will return Ling Xiaozi is all."

Suddenly, the woman in purple clothes said, "I see you and my grandchildren are generally the same size, and the nature is not bad. As an elder, I still advise you not to use anything. It doesn't matter if you lose, but if you lose the treasure, it is not worth it. It is."

Lin Xun Gong Dao: "Predecessors rest assured, I have their own size."

The woman in the purple dress saw this and suddenly became embarrassed and no longer persuaded.

Some people sneered out: "Since you have to play, then come up with a treasure, let everyone take a look and see if they are qualified to play against Ling Xiaozi."

Lin Xun nodded quickly, and his palm turned over, and a magical drug emerged.

The whole body is golden, with eight leaves of different colors. Each leaf reflects a vivid spirit, a fiery unicorn, a blue dragonfly, a blue ostrich, a purple dragonfly...

There are eight kinds of spiritual imaginary phases, and a golden ginseng is guarded. The light rain is floating, and the medicine is rich and fragrant. It seems to be able to soak the human bone marrow.

Eight Ling Bao Shen!

This medicine is Lin Xun's picking from the Feixian battlefield. Like the "Night Sky Yutan", it is a heaven and earth treasure.

All of a sudden, the old monsters in the audience are all different, and the light is shining, good baby!

With their cultivation and experience, it is natural to judge that the drug is rare and precious, and it is definitely not under the “Jiu Xuan Shen Shen Pulp”.

"I didn't expect that this kid is still wearing these treasures." Some people are embarrassed, quite surprised.

Some people also looked hot and shouted: "Enough, enough, Ling Xiaozi, the treasure that this kid took out, can play a game with you, I bet first, I will gamble this eight spirits Wangshen!"

Other old monsters are also somewhat moving.

It’s not that they haven’t seen the world, they’re not trying to pull down their faces to compete for a younger generation. It’s really rare that this treasure is too scarce!

Ling Xiaozi's eyes flashed, and finally a slight dagger: "Yes."

However, the silence is very urgent, saying: "Kids, never! Once these treasures are lost, they will never come back, listen to me, don't play with these old things, but they want you to lose this. treasure."

Lin Xun smiled: "Predecessors, a magical drug, nothing outside the body, not to mention, there is no game, how do you know that I will lose?"

Although the old monsters are quite hot to the Eight Spirits, they can hear Lin’s words and can’t help but frown. This kid is really crazy!

At this time, Lin Xun had sat down on the knees and placed Ba Lingbao on one side. His eyes looked at Ling Xiaozi calmly and said: "Predecessors, please enlighten me."

Seeing this, I will sigh for a long time, knowing that I can’t persuade this little guy who doesn’t hit the South Wall and doesn’t look back.

Ling Xiaozi said in a light way: "Young people, if you have the heart to study the spirit pattern together, in the leisure time, the old man can point you to one or two, lest you go to the wrong way, but the game of the nine palaces can be different, it is a game, since the fair, the old man can There will never be any mercy, can you consider it clearly?"

This remark has a high profile.

Lin Xun didn't want to think about it, nodded and said: "Because of it."

Ling Xiaozi frowned and sighed: "Whenever, the old man will bully and play with you."

"Slow, wait for us to bet!"

A quasi-emperor screamed and said, he took out a sacred sword. "I am willing to win."

Others have seen this, and they have all bet, and most of them are betting on the scorpion.

"Hey, this kid is really a headache for me."

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This made Lin look for a smile, smiled, and said nothing.

"I also beat this little friend to win."

To everyone's surprise, the glamorous purple woman also took out a treasure, "just... give some encouragement to the little friend."

Lin sought to arch the hand, but he remembered this feeling in his heart.

Soon, there were a lot of treasures piled up in the field, all of which were extraordinary, reflecting the gorgeous Baoxia and the brilliance.

The treasures that the Emperor and the saints took out, may be the usual goods?

If this scene is seen by other true saints, it is not a slap in the face, it is completely a gamble.

For the old monsters present, you can only say a little gambling.

What's more, they have already won the game in their hearts. They think that even if Lingzizi is releasing water, it will definitely make Lin find it difficult to retreat and convinced to admit defeat.

However, Lin Xun’s eyes swept these treasures and thought: “You seniors, there are a ruthless invitation for the younger generation. If the younger generation wins, don’t want these treasures, as long as the seniors can pass on the experience of the impact on the great sacred place. The younger generation is enough."

Everyone is a glimpse first, and the look is even more weird. This kid... actually thinks he can win?

When Ling Xiaozi heard this, he couldn’t help but chill, and his heart was awkward. He was so arrogant at an early age, obviously he did not put himself in his eyes!

"Yes, this seat promises you."

A big man promised, just with a hint of embarrassment, "I want to see, how can you win this kid!"

Others have also come down one after another, and they have some experience in the impact of the Great Holy Land. They have nothing to do with inheritance. They don’t mind taking it out.

However, they do not think that Lin Xun really can win!

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PS: On the first day of the month, ask everyone to ask for a monthly ticket~