I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The fairy voices of dozens of immortals spread throughout Haoran Tianxia, ​​and Haoran Tianxia once again fell into turmoil, especially the last voice, I am brother and sister Moli!

This huge amount of information has made the journalists and monks in the entire Haoran world restless, writing and publishing articles one after another, making various conjectures and inferences!

But no matter how they guessed and inferred, they always felt that the information was limited! Some news monks even blamed themselves!

Why? !

Why wasn't he there when such an explosive event happened? What kind of journalist monk is he? i hate...

But even though they don't know who Mo Li's husband-in-law is, they can be sure that the other party's identity is definitely not ordinary! He must be the proud son of a big family!

But the problem is! What kind of big family can have dozens of fairylands! Is there really such a family in Haoran Tianxia? That's too scary...

Even in these fairylands, are there any pretending to be immortals, but in fact, they have long been the great powers of the Ascension Realm?

Think about it!

It seems that it is really possible...

Just thinking about it and being terrified!

But no matter what, after the collective blessing of a group of immortals this time, they can guarantee that there will not be a few clowns who think they are knowledgeable, but are actually sour and rotten. Unless they don't want to live anymore.

In contrast, will the Confucian Academy be under some pressure because of these fairylands?

There will definitely be pressure. Even if it is a Confucian school, Gongjiu Academy, how many fairylands are there? How many Ascension Realms are there?

But all the journalist monks would not feel that the Confucianists would release water on this Moli girl because of these pressures, and truly recognized her as a great Confucian.

After all, this is Haoran Tianxia.

But at least for the rest of the journey, the little girl Mo Li will definitely be a lot more relaxed, but how easy it will be. It's really hard to say

Almost the whole Haoran Tianxia was talking about why there are so many immortals, and why almost half of them are demons, and then wondering who Mo Li's husband is, Jiang Lin was very relaxed in comparison.

He still sleeps until he wakes up naturally, then teaches Qin Ling and Luo Fu swordsmanship, and then brags and farts with Hei Ji.

Anyway, during the time of waiting for Sydney, in the eyes of the others in Han Xuezong, Jiang Lin seemed to be doing nothing all day long.

But in fact, Jiang Lin gave up his favorite sleep time every night, and even went to the system's training field whenever he was free!

It is not only for the Wanli City that I will go to in the near future, but also to prevent those saints in the Confucian school today from going crazy and deliberately targeting Moli.

After all, if Mo Li really achieved the Confucian holy realm, he would also be a Confucian fairyland.

Then, because of the existence of Mo Li, the Wen Dao luck in Hao Ran Tianxia will be distributed to many women in the world.

How do you know what some people in the Confucian school are thinking.

Just in case, Jiang Lin felt that he had to be prepared, after all, this is his girlfriend, etc.

When did someone become his girlfriend?

Thinking of this, Jiang Lin couldn't help covering his head.

Really, Jijibo and the others are really messing around, I didn't notice it before, but now that I think about it, aren't they destroying people's innocence?

Forget it, let's find a chance to see if we can clarify things.

Jiang Lin sighed softly, and just when Jiang Lin was about to enter the secret realm of the system to practice again, suddenly, a chill rose from Luohe Xuefeng to the sky!

A silver-white stream winds up, like a meandering silver snake, and like a smooth ribbon.

On the upper part of the silver stream, a woman stood with a sword, and saw her lightly touch the pear blossom sword, and the white stream fell straight down! As if being driven into the mountains and forests, the scattered snowflakes in the air condensed into freezing points, falling little by little, glowing with a clear light.

Luoxi has opened.

The beautiful girl with Ji's hair put away her long sword and fell from the air, and came to Jiang Lin with joyful small steps.

Sydney's bright eyes seemed to say Praise me, praise me.

Well, it's amazing. Jiang Lin rubbed her head with a smile, like smoothing the fur of a kitten, My family's Sydney is the best.

Huh, of course. Holding Jiang Lin's thick palm, Xiao Xueli turned her head arrogantly, her pale pink cheeks pouting, It's just that someone doesn't know how to be satisfied, and he messes around with flowers and grass everywhere, even We need other women to help.

. Jiang Lin was embarrassed for a moment, but Jiang Lin embraced Xiao Xueli in his arms with a cheeky old face, There is no 'other', you are all my wings.

Shameless bastard.

Xiao Xueli scolded a few times, but she didn't try to get out of Jiang Lin's arms. Instead, she arched into Jiang Lin's arms. Her soft body carried a faint fragrance of virginity, and Jiang Lin felt as if she was cold for a while. Xuezong has entered the summer

Okay, let's go now.

When Jiang Lin's hands started to be dishonest again, the girl patted his pig's trotters with pink cheeks.

Although I am in charge of the Luoxi of the Cold Snow Sect, it can only be opened once within half a year, at most two days at a time, so don't waste it.

Xue Li, thank you. Jiang Lin kissed the girl's white swan neck, Wait for me.

Jiang Lin, who took advantage and ran away, flew into Luohe Xuefeng.

Looking at Jiang Linfei's back, gently covering the place where he just kissed and was still hot, a look of loss and worry flashed in the girl's eyes.

But soon, Xiao Xueli shook her head vigorously, her eyes revealing the determination not to admit defeat.

So what if Bai Jiuyi recovers! I won't lose to her! Hmm! I won't!

Stepping into the snow peak of Luohe River, stepping into the edge of Naluo River, a biting chill spread. In front of Jiang Lin, a stream flowed slowly. The stream was like flowing mercury. Refreshing than mountain springs, but bitingly colder than extreme cold.

Luoxi, one of the top ten holy places of the Cold Snow Sect, was kept by Xiao Xueli, and the other nine holy places were also assigned to the other nine direct descendants for safekeeping.

From the storage ring, Jiang Lin carried Jiuyi out of the Supreme Lord of the Rings.

Jiuyi, who turned into a seven or eight-year-old little luoli, moved her fluffy ears, she didn't know what dream she had, her baby-like smooth face gently rubbed against Jiang Lin's arms, and her fluffy tail ran along Jiang Lin's wrists were lightly wrapped around.

After scratching the girl's upturned little Qiong's nose, Jiang Lin stretched out his hand, and Jiuyi floated up into the air.

As if there was a sense, Luoxi surged, wrapping Jiang Lin and Jiuyi like a ribbon, and the extreme cold spread to the body and mind of the two.

Between his and her ring fingers, a red silk thread slowly appeared.