"Little beast, the old body makes your life worse than death!" Suddenly, a voice of resentment with a very heavy anger rose to the sky, and without waiting for Anzi's reaction to turn into a red light, he took Xiuyue who was sitting with his eyes closed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I want to go through the back door!"

"Presumptuous!"

In an instant, Lingxi and Luo Feng were furious, and their bodies moved at will and stood in front of Xiuyue, the two of them waved their sleeves, and the red light was like hitting an iron plate, and an arc-shaped blood line flew out dozens of feet away in the air, and they couldn't stop coughing up blood on the ground.

"Death!" "Death!" What kind of person is Luo Feng, don't look at the usual smiling face, he will never leave a hand on the person who dies, he shot very decisively, and with a flick of his finger, the sharp lilac sword qi went straight to the center of the person's eyebrows.

"Uh~~~"

This time, no one intercepted him, and the man died in response with an unwilling face, but this is no longer important, the important thing is that this person is Murong Die of the Holy Palace Fang, as a middle-level cadre in the Fang, he died so badly, and there was no one in the same door to help, it can be said that he died less than chicken feathers.

"Son-in-law, as the owner of the workshop, he will naturally give Xiuyue an explanation for this matter, and he will definitely give you justice. ”

"Eldest sister, can you stop calling me grandson-in-law? My daughter-in-law is not a member of the Shenggongfang for a long time, so it has nothing to do with you?"

"......" thousands of years of great power was called the eldest sister, which made the owner a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, so be it! I still have a job, let's talk back!" I don't have any friendship with this person, so naturally I don't talk much.

"That is the case, then ask the grandson-in-law to make a condition. The owner was full of patience, and haunted each other, saying: "As a compensation for Xiuyue, as long as I can take it out of the Holy Palace Fang, how about it?"

"Damn!" Anzi was helpless, scolded secretly in his heart, and turned his face and said: "Master again, my daughter-in-law has not been a member of the Shenggongfang for a long time, and she has nothing to do with you!ok?"

"......" owner.

"But Xiu Sanniang is still her senior sister, if you don't believe it, she dares to admit it?"

"So what?" An Zi pointed at Luo Feng and said, "I often call me a master in front of him!

"......" has not been a good person with Anzi since ancient times, and if he is not angry, it is a mistake to play on the spot, otherwise he will definitely vomit dozens of taels of blood;

"Boy, your Uncle Luo thinks that he is already the most shameless person in the world, hehe~~ I didn't expect to take a back seat!"

"Son-in-law, do you really want to give the old man a few thin noodles?" The extremely patient owner looked a little embarrassed.

"Ji ~ Concubine ~ Rain, you also have times when you can't hold your breath!"

At this moment, an old woman on crutches came down from the sky, her face was wrinkled and hunched, followed by a young man, who was staring at Anzi without squeaking.

"Yo~~ buddy, I haven't seen you in a few years!How have you been mixing lately?"

"Little bastard! Something!" The old woman didn't say a word, and directly reached out to Anzi to ask for something.

"What's that?"

"White Dew Frost Flute!"

"Oh~~~~" understood, daring to love this guy who estimated that he might not be able to get himself in his lifetime, went home and sued his parents;

"......" everyone was puzzled.

"It's long gone!"

"Gone?" Anzi chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Why is the thing in your hand gone?"

"This~~" The old straight face flushed, and squeaked: "When the couple ~ ~ give it to ......"

"Fuck!" Without waiting for the words to finish, Anzi understood, eighty percent of it was given to Qian Xiaoya as a dowry, and scolded: "Lao Zhi, you are a loser, it's not enough to give the right shoulder, especially a stick, is that one on your body an ornament? Your sister's~"

"Boy, you are the first to break the contract, and the last to be untrustworthy!" the old woman bowed her waist and was not angry.

"Ahem~~ Come on! That thing must not be a good thing, you always tell me what you want to do!"

"It's easy! Come to my Binghai City within two months, and the old body will have something to do!" The word "move" in the old woman's words has a deep meaning.

"Hehe~~ It's easy to say! I must go when I have time!"

"And!" the old woman can be said to be an old man, and said: "This girl's old body should be taken away first, and then she will be given a great transformation." ”

"Why are the people here so difficult!Isn't it just a broken stick!Grandma's~" Anzi vomited blood, this is the meaning of taking hostages, the more he thought about it, the more he panicked, and said angrily to Lao Zhi: "Lao Zhi, what are you messing with, hand over your daughter-in-law, anyway, I don't deal with you!"

"Really?" Lao Zhi was actually happy, and rushed over with a smile on his face: "Senior, my daughter-in-law is not bad, or ......"

"Boy, if the old body is already exported......, it won't be taken back!

"You move her to try?" Anzi was furious, endlessly.

"Come out!" the old woman pointed her crutch at the sky and shouted, only to see three rows of neat monks appear in the sky, holding the guy very imposing, definitely a necessary formation for shaking the field.

"Drawing fiber, it's really painstaking!" shopkeeper Wen came out to answer at this time.

"Wen Brown, do you really think this kid can repair your broken divine child?"

The appearance of the painting fiber and Wen Brown can be said to complicate the plot, Anzi's head is big, it must be the concentrated outbreak of historical problems from years ago, and they are all caused by the tomb of the Holy Ancestor of Qianji, otherwise there will be a chance for the two of them to meet;

"Brother Yuan!" Anzi quietly moved, holding the communicator and whispering: "It's dark this day! It's okay if you're wrong? Please! Hurry up, or the battle of the century will have to start in advance." ”

"It's my business!" Yuan Wu's answer was simple.

"What the hell do you want? ”

"Hey~~ It's easy to say! You are not allowed to have a son before your brother gets married!"

"......" Anzi almost choked to death.

"How?"

"Yuan Wu, I have to say that you are more wonderful than me, deal!"

"Brothers, do it!" Yuan Wu's title changed, indicating that he was no longer the valley master, causing the Taizu uncle in the air to close his eyes and sigh.

"Apprentice Sun!" Lingxi finally had a chance to interject, and the voice of the voice asked, "Master knows a good place, you can consider it!"

Anzi didn't squeak, waved his hand to show that he was not interested, and stood with a knife in front of him, staring directly with an expressionless face, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this point, everything is over, and the monks of the world don't know what this person is going to do with the stars? The tomb is opened, the person is killed, the revenge is taken, and the beautiful daughter-in-law of Bai Jian can be said to be famous, and in time it will be a powerful old monster who will be a disaster party.

Anzi didn't move, this group of people who watched the excitement had been here to accompany the dry consumption, only a few impatient walked a little, and it was like this for five days, until noon on the sixth day, the sky was stirred by colorful infant clouds, and the center pointed directly to Xiuyue below.

"Why is this colorful baby cloud purple?" some experienced monks could see that something was wrong.

"Boy, you cow!" Luo Feng was the first to extend his thumb and praise.

"Hey~~Who makes the master lucky!hahaha~~~~"

"Hahaha~~~" Lingxi laughed with Ang Tian and praised: "Disciple Sun!

"That's it!Son-in-law, you deserve the name of Thousand Machines Holy Venerable!" As the so-called sedan chair is carried by everyone, Le Chendong is not stingy.

"Shopkeeper Wen!" An Zi waited for now, and said: "The release of the divine infant in the center of the infant cloud is about to arrive, and the extent of the repair depends on the length of time for my daughter-in-law." ”

"Hiss~~~~~~~~~"

As soon as these words came out, the people around them gasped, and immediately understood the reason, it was not so simple; only Concubine Ji of the Holy Palace Fang regretted that her intestines were swollen; only when the colorful infant cloud appeared, did he understand that this kid actually directly extracted Mu Changtian's dantian by means and forcibly implanted it into Xiuyue's body, and then after dozens or hundreds of thousands of years of warm cultivation, he will be able to assimilate, and his future achievements will be at least at the level of a god infant, coupled with the wisdom of this kid, there is almost no mystery in the ascension;

"Boy, the Divine Infant-level dantian is not so easy to control, are you so sure?" Luo Feng asked Chuanyin.

"Getting a baby is just the first step to adapt, as long as my daughter-in-law reaches the infant stage, it will be considered a big success, during this period, I will not let him use the dantian lightly, it is too dangerous!" This method like an organ transplant will definitely have rejection, the difference is that the monk can use cultivation to slowly dissolve, as for how far it can be each time, it depends on the effect after the baby, everything is still unknown; now can be said to be a good start.

"Apprentice grandson, the wounded ...... of the predecessor of Wen"

"It's good to be able to do three layers!" Anzi said: "After all, my daughter-in-law has only turned into a baby, and if she wants to be completely repaired, someone has to have a god baby!"

"Hmm~~~" Lingxi nodded, and the more he looked at it with a smile, the more pleasing it became.

"Young master!" Qin Fengdao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, interjected and asked, "Where are we going in the future?"

Anzi turned his head and smiled without speaking, made a gesture to close his voice, and then looked at Yuan Wu's gang of buddies who were busy running away, as for what Xiahou Tong and Le Donglai said afterwards, they didn't care about it, anyway, these two or two hundred Wu got a great benefit, and it was not a disadvantage to them.

"Little guy, don't forget to take the monkey with you when you leave, there is no hope for the Finger Cutting Sword Sect!" Somehow, a voice echoed in his head, causing Anzi to look around.

"Brother An!" Then Shu Monkey said: "Don't look for it, it's my master, I'm already gone!"

"Forget it, one sheep is herding, and two are also driving, it doesn't matter!" Anyway, it's not bad for these people, Anzi shrugged his shoulders and expressed relief.

Things have developed so far, no one still pays attention to what Yuan Wu and his gang are busy with, some of them are only carving a new teleportation array, presumably the distance is very far, many people with a heart are silently remembered, and even find some like-minded friends to form a group to discuss, hoping to have some experience;

Our protagonist An Ping is a little dazed in his heart, he doesn't know whether it's right or wrong to do this, and it's impossible to know whether it's successful or not, there is no other way than to gamble with God once with his life, who makes him yearn for a dull life, even if there is a deathbed warning from the Thousand Machines Holy Ancestor.

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