"Dare to hit our brothers! Hmph, it's itchy, isn't it?" The group of delinquent teenagers took out their daggers and walked towards the crowd with unkind faces. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If a few people were ordinary people, maybe they would be frightened by this dagger, but unfortunately they were not ordinary people.

Hmph! Zhao Xingdou's right hand flashed the phantom of a white jade-colored coiled dragon spear, and he saw that the barrel of his gun slapped off the red and blue dagger in the hands of the delinquent young leader.

At this time, two bad young men who were outflanked from the left stabbed Zhao Xingdou with two daggers viciously. "Die!"

The gun was propped up on the ground, Zhao Xingdou jumped unhurriedly and took advantage of his strength, and a flying kick in the air kicked the leader of the delinquent teenagers to one of the delinquent teenagers, and the leader of the delinquent teenagers was kicked far away with his subordinates. Then Zhao Xingdou drank lightly: "You Dragon Spear", the barrel of the gun was like a white dragon phantom, and the spear in his hand swung to the right to open the two daggers of another bad boy, and the upside down gun slapped again and then beat the bad boy to his two companions.

"Let you be arrogant, dare to be interested in the old witch!" Zhao Xingdou beat him!" Cai Huji leaned on the sofa and shook his fist to cheer.

"Ouch!" "Ouch!" the delinquent teenagers cried out in pain, not daring to step forward for a while. The leader of the delinquent teenagers clutched his chest and cried out in pain while being kicked by Zhao Xingdou, his expression was as exaggerated as he could, and at this time, the delinquent young man who was kicked into the small room by Qiao Jing also took the opportunity to grunt and get up, and a few delinquent teenagers secretly squeezed his eyebrows at him, and immediately understood the situation, he simply climbed to the sofa, and then secretly turned out of the window.

Qiao Jing just didn't see the movement of this bad young man, if he didn't run away from the window, but came to his side, he would definitely kick him out of the window.

"The country does not change, the green water flows forever, hiss, you wait!"

Dropping this cruel sentence, the leader of the delinquent teenagers covered his sore spots, climbed onto the sofa with his hands and feet, and quickly climbed out of the window with several delinquent teenagers and escaped.

Bang, clang. The train started, and the scenery outside the window quickly regressed, only to see a group of delinquent teenagers supporting each other slowly moving away.

The third uncle sat back in his place, still in the void, and he didn't bother to take a look at these little minions just now.

Zhao Xingdou played a spear flower and erected it behind him, Qiao Jing could "see" that a phantom of a white-robed young general appeared behind Zhao Xingdou, and then this white jade-colored disc dragon spear followed the phantom and withdrew into Zhao Xingdou's body.

Click, Zhao Xingdou moved his body, and his bones made a crisp sound. Speed walked to his seat and sat down, obviously this game attracted him even more. "Brother Liubo, go on!"

Liu Bo pinched his chin with one hand and frowned, and sat there contemplating the chess game, the noise of the gangsters just now obviously did not affect him at all. Seeing Zhao Xingdou coming, he didn't want to take advantage, but took out a few cups of hot tea from the space, handed Zhao Xingdou a cup and said, "Don't worry, you drink a cup of tea and think about it first!"

Qiao Jing changed rooms and walked in, the space in the small room was small, there was a very high and small transparent window, which showed some white light. Then there was just a small bed board hanging in the air, a small chair, a few places to hang things on the wall, and the wall made of wood also had some old mythological story murals. Putting the quilt he brought on the bed, Qiao Jing closed the door and sat quietly on the bed with her eyes closed.

"Little raft, how is the armament constructed by the aura of heaven and earth?" Qiao Jing asked in his mind. The aura of heaven and earth has raised the physical fitness to the limit of the human stage, and the next step is to use the aura of heaven and earth to build an armament, which can be very good for the heroic spirit.

"Qin Zhi's tyranny has completed three layers, and has reached the limit of the master's physical load, and the scythe of Jian Soul and the raft ice fan have been built ten layers, and the master can build them casually as long as he lets his body memorize it!" replied Qin Jianfang in his mind. "As for the Heaven and Earth Armament, it is not as the master said, these three weapons have already cut off all the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi!"

"Well, maybe this is one of the disadvantages of the Heroic Spirit!" Qiao Jing was not very disappointed, compared to others, even those nobles, she was a big step ahead. Take the white bamboo hairpin in your hand and close your eyes to feel it carefully.

"Jane's Soul Scythe is like a wheat mang with countless bone joints, so... The raft ice fan is like a rippling ice that freezes everything. There was a cold touch in his hand, the bamboo hairpin slowly turned into a white bamboo sickle, Qiao Jing's shoulders began to slowly emerge with some weapons like white bone joints, and the weight on his body began to increase.

"It doesn't look like there is no heaven and earth armed!" Qiao Jing muttered softly. The white bone joints increased layer by layer, forming the appearance of a set of armor, which could be stacked up to several meters high according to Qiao Jing's wishes, but the room was small, and Qiao Jing did not let the bone joints continue to thicken.

"Try the Raft Ice Fan again!" Qiao Jing thought, and then the bamboo sickle in his hand faded into a transparent fan. Qiao Jing's body also began to fade into transparency, and finally disappeared on the bed. Only the mark of the quilt on the bed was dented, proving that there was indeed a person sitting here.

The figure slowly appeared, and a transparent figure separated from Qiao Jing's body, and finally there was a dent on the quilt on Qiao Jing's left hand. Qiao Jing looked at this transparent water "person" with the same appearance as herself through the eyes that could see the void, and manipulated the water "person" to move, only to see the water "person" raise his hand according to Qiao Jing's consciousness. Like an arm, there is no sense of stagnation, and the finger pokes at the water "man", but it is bent by a strange force, and in the straight line space, the finger and the water "man" are separated like the inside and outside of the concave and convex mirror. Qiao Jing muttered to herself, "This is the Clone Armament?

"Master, the slave family can enter the body of this 'clone arm' you said!" Qin Jianwei said in his mind.

Qiao Jing nodded, Qin Jian's raft was originally the heroic spirit of the white bamboo hairpin, and it was a matter of course that he could enter the armed force that the white bamboo hairpin had become, and there was nothing strange about it.

"Can you go in and see if you can control it?" Qiao Jing said. Sending and receiving the Heroic Soul is all in Qiao Jing's thoughts, from the beginning of passing through the Heroic Spirit's obsession battlefield, the Heroic Spirit cannot go against the will of the master, so Qin Jian's raft calling Qiao Jing's master is not just shouting at random, so Qiao Jing wants to see if Qin Jianraft can manipulate this water "man" arm.

The water "man" got out of bed, opened the door of the room and walked out. Qiao Jing suddenly felt as if a special texture appeared in her mind, a feeling, an item with a texture like a button.

"Master, there is no sense of jerkiness in the slave family manipulating this 'clone arm'. A crisp female voice came in from outside the room, and the water "man" spoke.

Because it is in the void, the voice of the water "man" is not afraid of being heard by a few friends outside. Not a one-dimensional one, the most they hear is a strange wind.

Pressing the special texture button, Qiao Jing's whole soul fell asleep, and saw a piece of light in a certain place, and the picture turned to the perspective of the water "person". Qiao Jing looked left and right, Zhao Xingdou and Liu Bo were pondering by the chessboard, the hot water in the teacup was billowing white smoke, and a breeze was blowing, cold, very substantial feeling.

Qiao Jing could clearly feel that Qin Jianraft had been suppressed in a space of the soul, and when he was willing to return to his body, Qin Jianraft would regain control of this water "man" armament. For her, she was afraid that she controlled this water "person" for a day, and it was just a trance moment.

This feeling of absolute control.

"Since you've come over, come and sit down!" said the third uncle in the Void Realm. Because it was on the back, Qiao Jing could only see the blonde hair on the back of the third uncle's head, and Qiao Jing walked to the sofa opposite the third uncle and sat down.

Blonde and golden-eyed handsome young man, fair-skinned, but now his appearance is different from the previous active temperament, has become a special temperament that can bring pressure to people, the whole person is like a fine wine that has been precipitated for a long time, although I want to taste its sweetness, but I am also afraid of violent sequelae.

The "third uncle" did not smile, looked at the water "person", and praised: "Yes, this monkey does what he wants, and he gives the gate of the Fu Realm to people behind my back, it seems that the effect is quite good!"

"Father Qian?!" Qiao Jing asked, even she couldn't believe that she could be so calm, because this weapon had no heart and blood, so she could only calm down.

"Well, call me second uncle like Xingdou!" Zhao Qian said.

"Second uncle!" Qiao Jing shouted obediently.

Zhao Qian leaned back on the sofa at a comfortable angle and asked, "I think, I can appear here like this, you can understand, right?"

"Yes!" Qiao Jing bit her lip and nodded, her voice a little small. I'm afraid that the third uncle's current situation is the same as Qin Jianfu's.

"What's your name?" Zhao Qian asked softly.

"Qiao Jing!" Qiao Jing returned.

"Oh, your father Tianzhu and I were very good friends when I was a child!" Zhao Qian said. His face seemed to recall something, "At that time... Qianqian is not dead yet, the heroic spirit of yours is the soul of Qianqian's previous life!"

"Qian.. Who is Qian?" Qiao Jing asked uncertainly. There was already speculation in my mind.

"It's my wife!Lianhua's mother!" Zhao Qian said with a smile on his face for the first time.

"Lianhua... Then, do you want to give it back to you?" Qiao Jing was shocked on the spot when she heard this inside story, Lianhua's father was actually Zhao Qian, and then looking at Zhao Qian's current appearance, the outline of the blonde hair, golden eyes, fair skin, and face, except for Lianhua's pupil color, which was black, was exactly the same everywhere, and the heaven and earth armament was cloned from the body, so Zhao Qian's body should also look like this. But why is Zhao Xingdou's hair purple, is Zhao Xingdou still his mother's hair color inherited?

"Hehe, Second Uncle, do I seem to be the one who snatched things?" Zhao Qian said in an amiable and pleasant tone, and then he sighed: "Qianqian is Qianqian, Qianqian's previous life was just another person for me, and now that Qianqian is dead, there will be no Qianqian in the world." I'm here now, and I happen to see you and tell you a reason, well, it's up to you to listen or not. ”

"Please speak!" Qiao Jing's voice was still very small, and she couldn't speak out loud in front of this big man.

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