Invincible Fairy King in the City

It's the rogue, Liu Saner!

At this moment, he was holding a pointed pig-knife, so aggressive. There were only a few diners left in the room, and the expression was unexpected, very calm.

After suffering such a big loss, if he can bear it, he will not be called Liu Saner.

"It's your little bunny. See if I can't chop off your skin today." Liu San'er crossed his face, murderous, holding the brightly-killed pig-knife to the boy.

The teenager was also helpless, slap him on the face of Liu San'er, the strength of this palm is really not small, if it is necessary to hit the opponent's mouth full of teeth. Immediately when this palm fell on Liu San'er's face, the teenager suddenly awakened, and suddenly stretched out his palm.

He did not dare to disobey his grandfather's teachings, and had to keep tangling with Liu Saner with his light body. The bright killer on the opposite side keeps greeting, even if he has practiced some martial arts, how can he play his advantage with his hands and feet?

This is probably the most aggrieved thing.

After all, they are only teenagers in their early teens. They do not have physical strength, they don't breathe after a few tricks, and they dare not to hurt the other party. Liu San'er also hit the real fire. At such an old age, even a little fart can't help it. The sharp pig-knife stabs wildly and thrills step by step.

"Help him."

Chen Miaoxuan couldn't bear it, she asked Lin Lang to ask. Lin Lang nodded, saying that once the boy fell into danger, he immediately shot. Even if it was more than ten meters apart, he could only save people in a blink of an eye.

The young man couldn't hold on, it seemed that he had already exceeded the load range of the young body, as did Liu San'er, panting and fighting, but the pig-knife in his hand was not slow. While the young man was not able to dodge, the thorns stabbed him Chest.

"what!"

Chen Miaoxuan screamed and closed her eyes.

At the moment of life and death, the teenager was finally overwhelmed. His eyes flashed coldly, and the whole person became chilled. Like a flexible and vicious killer, his body suddenly flickered away from the sharpness. Three fingers such as Hook, the angle is extremely tricky and straight into Liu Saner's throat.

"He won."

Lin Lang can predict that this 'naive' battle will end with a serious injury victory for the teenager. It is just a teenager who is unripe, but like a veteran assassin, he does everything right.

"This kid is a natural killer material."

Lin Lang sighed and was about to help. However, at this moment, the cold old man has already taken a step ahead of him, guarding the young man's body, and the strong cultivation blooms and converges. Liu Saner took a big step backwards, but was not injured.

Of course, this was deliberately done by the cold old man, otherwise this momentum alone would be enough to crush ordinary people in front of them into slag. The state of God is too strong, an ordinary person can stare to death with one look, let alone real coercion.

Obviously Liu San'er didn't realize what was going on. He struck his sword upside down, the cold old man buried himself, nodded his apology, Liu San'er eased slightly, his momentum became more and more, and he intimidated a lot "Spiritual consolation money" This is not the end of it.

Looking back, the cold light of the cold old man was revealed.

"Go back and brush the bowl!"

The cold old man scolded. The tears in the eyes of the teenager kept turning, and there was no grievance full of complaints. After all, he swallowed back, struggling to support the weak and weak body and headed for the kitchen.

"Ignore them, let's go back and talk about the old."

The cold old man didn't care and turned to greet the old blind man and others.

"Old cold, you are ..."

After a long while, even the old blind couldn't help wondering and asked. Obviously your grandson, why do you still help outsiders, your grandson almost killed someone!

"Well ... this child is suffering."

The old man sighed, and his whole body was stunned. It did not seem to be dominated by a supreme divine state: "This child has suffered too much. His parents have died since childhood. There is no childhood. I opened the shop and he was a small mess Yes, going out is a small follower. "

"Can you imagine a four or five-year-old child who can remember a child and watch his parents be brutally killed in front of him? Firmly nailed to the cross, with feathers piercing through his body, waiting for the whole body to drain, It ’s terrible to cut your head. "

Whenever I think of that scene, the old man's eyes are red. "Everything is too late when I arrive, I can only save my words with my life. I have been with them for years Anonymous and never told him the name of the enemy. "

"There are still such forces in the world."

Lin Lang couldn't help thinking. Old man Leng is already in the state of God. He is a peerless powerhouse that is as big as the world can get. Even he can barely save a child. How horrible should this power be?

"In fact, how can I not know the words, although he does not say, but has been buried in my heart. He must take the path of revenge for his parents, but how can I rest assured that he embarked on this endless killing "I'll lose my old life in it, but I can't."

The cold old man clenched his fists. For the elderly, the biggest blow is to send white hair to black people.

"Fortunately, now that I have grown up, I can take care of myself independently in the future, and I can finally settle down to recover some interest for my children."

Speaking of which, there was a roar behind the cold old man, and the huge momentum rose into the sky. The creeping spine slowly straightened, the age spots on the face gradually subsided, and the pale hair was stained with gray.

This is what a divine realm should look like.

"Grandpa, the detergent in the kitchen is gone."

The head chef suddenly poked out a head. The old man's momentum faded, but he still looked majestic, only spit out the words coldly: "Go buy."

When the boy went out obediently, the cold old man suddenly withered, and looked bitterly at the old blind man: "Let a few laugh, I prefer him to be an ordinary person quietly than revenge. It ’s up to me to die. done."

Lin Lang didn't speak. The so-called shallow talk, even if he didn't agree with the old man's approach, but it was a family matter that was not easy to figure out.

In addition to Chen Miaoxuan, none of them was a top master in the world. Moreover, the determination of the old grandson to return to the rivers and lakes has been made, and the topics involved are all mysterious.

Several people talked about martial arts, and the many secrets behind the divine realm, and they were involved in the mystery of the immortals. At this moment, if there is a Master of Transmigration here listening, it will certainly be fully understood, and then fly into the sky. Lin Lang occasionally said something, which directly pointed to the essence and made people impressed.

"It's no wonder that at a young age, you can become the first master of Huaxia. Even this insight into the realm of God is too far behind." Leng old man took a deep breath and felt that he had benefited a lot.

The old blind man also endorsed it. This is understandable. Every time Lin Lang's vocalization is aimed at the most difficult place on the road for everyone to practice, the point is broken, leaving a few years of hard work.

This is their chance!

As for Chen Miaoxuan, of course, he couldn't listen to these heavy topics. He picked up the little **** and fooled around, making faces, pinching his cheeks, and sometimes giggling, very doting.

A few people felt it. They practiced the moves on the spot and forgotten for a while. The sky was completely dark before they knew it. When a few people stopped talking, it was already ninety o'clock.

After seeing a few people no longer discuss, Chen Miaoxuan pushed Xiaoque to the side of Lin Lang, and tried to make Lin Lang coax, but Xiao Queer resolutely refused to let it go and died a meter away from Lin Lang Neither pass.

Even, Xiao Queer looked at Lin Lang with fear.

"Big brother, cold."

Little Que's tongue is not very clear, but he can probably understand the meaning. Chen Miaoxuan was speechless. The temperature was still hot in half-length sleeves. It was clear that the uncle was too scary. Even a few years old was terrified and reluctant to approach.

The old blinder's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stood up: "Today, thanks to the advice of the little friend, the old blind man also gave a peach, and he gave you a word of farewell."

"Two-headed, two-sided, two-horned person, the cloudy sky, the cloudy sky and the heavenly sky." The quiet voice of the old blind man came.

Lin Lang frowned, wondering. Ordinary people are dismissive of these fortune-telling rhetoric, thinking that they are all scammers, but he is convinced and knows the truth of the world. And there are indeed such people in this world. Using ancient mysteries, they can be used to avoid evils when they are young, and they can peek into the future when they are old.

The old man Leng thought that Lin Lang was unbelieving, and smiled beside him: "The old blind man has a fortune-telling, and it is very accurate. I don't know how many people in the world want him to sign."

"For the sake of our friendship for so many years, the blind old man might as well give me a divination." The cold old man posted it cheekily.

The old blind man closed his eyes for a moment, and then he took a faint glance at the old man in cold, and said, "Take a step back and everything is done."

The cold old man was lost in thought.

"The wine is full, and the old blind man is gone. If there is a fate, we will see you again." The old blind man politely gave the two hands and then left with Shi Shiran.

Only the old man Leng and Lin Lang fell into contemplation at the same time, and seemed to be speculating the meaning of the two sentences left by the old blind man together. After a while, Lin Lang finally stopped guessing and shook his head.

No matter what the blind old man implied, it would be a big deal for the soldiers to cover the water and soil in the future. Lin Lang then got up and said goodbye to the cold old man.

"The immortal tomb of the Northern Russians is about to be born. The old blind man has been independent, and he has always been unhappy. If the young friends don't hate us, we can be partners and explore the tombs of the immortals together."

He is a state of his own. If we add the Chinese first man in front, this is basically stable. Together, the feet can run across the world.

Obviously, the old man in Leng was still a little bitter about the sentence left by the old blind man, and was ready to go with him.

"Forget it, I still have some things to do here, but I will not miss the tomb of Renxian, we will see you in Northern Russia." Lin Lang shook his head.

Renxian tombs, must visit!

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