The Dangerous Cultivator

"For the sake of today's plan, I'm afraid I can only promise it. If it doesn't work, I will gather Ming Shenzong and others to use a video ball to perform a conspiracy drama, make up a murder method, and use the middle-aged scribe treacherous. .By then, I will bring this video ball to see the thief, and let the thief cleverly conquer the sky. He never imagined that he had conspired with Ming Shenzong and others. "

Zhou Shirong thinks again and again, he has found no difference.

"Speak nonsense, you shouldn't."

Xu Yi wasn't interested in listening to his flattery, and the more he wanted to get the old ghost to go undercover, it was safe.

"Junior, you don't want to bully people too much, and I hope you can talk and talk, and the old man will go to the soup for you again."

Zhou Shirong sneered on his face, sneering in his heart, and said nothing, turning his head.

Xu Yi Leng hummed, "Old ghost, I advise you, don't play tricks, the corpse is hidden in the bottomless cave by me. If you want to return to the body one day, you will cooperate honestly."

The corpse is in his ring, but he always has a string in his heart, that is, he never trusts the old ghost, and he knows that the corpse is the old ghost who has been nurtured for hundreds of years. This corpse, as long as the main line is tightly held, even if the old ghost has the sky tricks, he will never find the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, Xu Yi's words fell into place, and Zhou Shirong almost fell to the ground. If he could cough up blood, he would have spurted blood.

His plan is not elaborate. He has nine points of certainty, and the corpse is in the ring of the thief.

But that was the point, he didn't dare to take the slightest risk.

As Xu Yi thought, his plan for hundreds of years was all in that corpse. If he killed the thief and got Xu Mihuan, he wouldn't see the corpse, and he was afraid that only the soul would fly away.

As for the torture of the thief's ghost, he asked the whereabouts of the corpse, and with the mind of the thief, he did not give the slightest hope.

Almost stepped out of the threshold, Zhou Shirong was physically and mentally injured, sitting on the Eagle's Mouth Rock for a long time, inspiring himself ten thousand times in his heart, and fighting for one, the corpse must be in the thief's ring, but he had to wake himself up If you ca n’t bet, if you win, you may not win. If you lose, you will lose your soul. This bet is too big to bear.

The sky was hunting, sitting still for a long time, and suddenly stood up and walked westward. Before long, Jingsitang, where the thief was, was now in front of him.

Zhou Shirong had an idea. He really couldn't afford gambling. Then he thought about it. As long as the thief got his wish, Yin Zhou died, and the possibility of returning the corpse was great.

After all, the corpse is not a panacea. The thief has no other use than to use it to manipulate himself.

Since you can't afford to take risks, you can only continue to be stung by little thieves.

With a thousand humiliations and unwillingness, Zhou Shirong came again.

With no illusions in mind, Zhou Shirong cleanly and conspired with the Ming Shenzong and others before, and originally informed Xu Yi.

Xu Yi shot up the case and said, "This generation is so sinister. If you have not worked hard, you can't take advantage of Xiaoxiao."

He was really shocked. Although his self-confidence was extraordinary, if he really ran into siege, he would have to suffer a secret loss.

After all, Emperor Shenzong, Purgatory Sovereign, Song Tingshu, and the means of attending good Buddhas, he also inquired. There are several strong people in the world, all have killers, and the invincible coagulants are invincible.

If Zhou Shirong's heart is dead, and he has no intention to congratulate him, he only said that at that time, everyone would listen to you, and then he would voluntarily resign. Even Xu Yi's response method would not listen.

When Zhou Shirong was gone, Xu Yi calculated a moment in the lobby, ushered in a leader, whispered a few words, and immediately, the leader took the machine bird, rushed to the nearest city, returned at night, and delivered something to Xu Yi.

After the fact, leave it alone.

However, he said that the team leader went, and Tuba jumped up, and said, thinking of her sister, she was going to find her.

Xu Yi then remembered how he had forgotten the Snow Fairy, and when he was in a hurry, a peerless fairy appeared in his mind, and his heart was shaking.

To tell the truth, for many years in this world, Duxue Zihan gave him an ethereal feeling, and he seemed to have this character, just to prove that he was in a fairy world.

At this point, Xu Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Ask Qing Qiuwa, where Xue Zihan is located, twisting around in all directions and walking the path, the vast Yanwu Stadium is now in front of her.

At a glance, the sight passed through the countless thunders that killed the sound, and was sucked by a red iron monument in the northwest corner.

The iron monument is three feet tall, the whole body is red and almost black, and the strange redness seems to be made after soaking in the sea of ​​blood for thousands of years.

Quickly approached, walking to the nearest thirty feet, there was hazy coercion immersed in his chest.

The playful Diwali in her arms slammed into a ball, and desperately tightened into his arms, whispering, "Uncle Beard, I'm afraid, that black stone is so cold."

Xu Yi rubbed her little head and walked away, her gaze fixed on the seven "killing" words on the iron monument, which she could not release for a long time.

Avoid the Qisha Soul Monument, walk through the violent and violent Yanwu field, and go east to the mountainside on the north side. There is another platform.

She pointed to a low wooden road in the north corner of the platform. "Sister lived there." Speaking, slipping from Xu Yihuai, the fleshy little legs were dancing like a windmill.

At this moment, the battle on the Yanwu arena was about to take place, this wooden house for the temporary residence of the candidate, quite peaceful.

Only a little more than ten people scattered around, or drying clothes, or walking with their fists and feet, surprised to see that the baby was running, there was a change, goodbye Xu Yi, a black armor, was strong, and returned to peace.

"Sister, sister, Uncle Beard is coming, Uncle Beard is coming ..."

The little guy appeared in front of people for the first time, especially running in this large court. He swaggered in front of his sister, yelled away from the distance, flung to the door, and jumped straight in through the window, but no Xuemei was found , Fu jumped out again, immediately collapsed his nose, Wu Yu's big eyes fogged.

Compared to Xu Yi's joy, Xue Zihan, who was the first one to be resurrected, made the little guy deeply attached.

Seeing Xue Zihan at first glance, the little guy really cried out as if he had lost his mother.

Xu Yi quickly stepped forward, picked her up and relieved, "Sister Xu is looking for you, obediently, don't cry, wait for Uncle Beard to find him."

The little man barely stopped his tears, nodded, and lay sadly in Xu Yi's arms.

Xu Yiliangming commanded the identity of the ambassador, asked the crowd, and immediately got the news: Xue Zihan was picked up by the elder Liufeng in the morning.

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"Snow Fairy, you can wash it. The Lord has been urging for a long time."

Outside the curtain, the urging voice of the servant came again.

In the bath barrel, the clear soup is like snow, the petals are gorgeous, and the snow purple cold is like a gelatinous body. It has been soaked for nearly two hours, and it sits in the bath barrel steadily without any movement.

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