A few minutes later, Sun Yiqun would be tied up by Liu Hongjian with a soul rope and taken to the car, and then all the way back to the Wuwang Mansion and handed over to Lin Tian to dispose of. Sun Yiqun won't say anything, he has already fallen for Lin Tian's plan since he escaped from the Dragon Tooth Theater, and now he tells such a story that meets Lin Tian's expectations as he wishes, although it is to raise the reputation of a "dead man" like me.

"You've only known Sun Yiqun for four days, just these four days?" I could only talk to this woman who didn't know anything, "Who do you think is greater, he or your father, the so-called president of the provincial association!"

"Can I say my dad?" Yan Xiaowen let me return to me, she would not back down in these places, "What is the so-called 'provincial association president'? You are also the same as those guys in Midtown, blame him for the loss of Dadong? In this case, it is better to remove my father from his post as soon as possible and let us be ordinary people." ”

I pushed her off the ridge, and this guy's boots were so good-looking that he couldn't step on them after such a nudge. Yan Xiaowen fell into the hard ground, her clothes covered with dust. She bit her lip and her eyes burned.

"Hey, come back and help the old lady up!"

"Hahaha, I'm very confused, Yan Xiaowen. I jumped on the ridge in front of her and laughed, "Why, before your father died, Lin Tian came to me? ”

"You pull me······ But my father is only the president of the provincial association, and he has such a god-level martial spirit, how can he beat him. It's not like my father's god-level martial soul didn't die in battle······ Do you want him to defend himself against the gods?"

Flesh and blood. As soon as she said, "Do you want his flesh and blood," I withdrew my hand to take him. Hmph, flesh and blood.

"Yan Xiaowen, let me tell you a few stories. When you're done, I'll pull you up again. Don't bother my brother or I, or you'll sit longer - it's cold in the winter. I grabbed Yan Xiaowen's feet and pulled her violently, causing her to lie down on the ground. She looked left and right to find no one who could help, and finally gave up the struggle and listened quietly. I knew I shouldn't have been, but as a companion, she had to keep up with my steps and thoughts.

About three years ago, I met my first general, Lian Po. I was very disappointed that day, he was very depressed. I was lying on a very ordinary asphalt road in Qingxian County, and suddenly I realized that the wind was blocked, and there was an extra person next to me, so that my limbs were no longer numb from the cold wind. Not long after, another famous general, Wang Qian, chased after him. He fought with Lian Po, nailed Lian Po to the ground with a gun, and was about to kill him, I jumped out and stopped him with my flesh and blood—you see, flesh and blood—I knelt in front of Lian Po, and I wanted to send the hero in my heart on his last journey, and I said: Although people are late, someone must send them. Kneeling heroes, why not? Wang Jian left, he pulled out the gun, and just left.

Two months after I had Lian Po, I met Liu Wanshan, who pretended to be a soul merchant. His general's shoulders burned with Youlan's soul fire, and he crushed and defeated Lian Po by one level. He wants to fulfill the order of the Martial King to kill me, and by the way, he took Lian Po away and sold it on Martial Soul Tan. At this time, I blocked him with my flesh and blood—you see, flesh and blood—and he found that the bond between me and Lian Po was constantly broken, so he had the idea of continuing to study and observe, and he left, leading to this series of afterwords.

More than two years ago, I and Lian Po subdued Zilong on the top of the mountain, but they were also intercepted by Tang Yao, the soul marquis of Lin Tianzuo. His general called Hu'er, and at that time, even Tang Yao was not convinced, and kicked his general's mansion open. The general's spear was raised slightly, and Wu Xiang had a black and red pillar of light coming out of his mouth and out of his eyes. He choked Lian Po Zilong's face in an instant, and he was about to shatter them, turning into a large cloud of black smoke and sprinkling soul blood on the ground. Did you know that if the soul blood touches the ground, it becomes black smoke and then disappears? At this time, I had been beaten half to death by the guy called Ah Chao and Tang Yao, but I still rushed out and fought with my flesh and blood against Lai'er - you note that it was flesh and blood - of course I didn't do anything, and the black and red light burst out of his mouth, almost piercing my chest. But at this moment, a golden arrow flew from thousands of miles away, and it pierced through Laihu'er's chest. The group of them and all the generals were scared, and then they went back.

Not long after, I was taken to Lin Tian's mansion, and he wanted to marry me and take me as a concubine. Of course I wouldn't agree, so I walked out with the two generals. Lin Tian stood on the second floor of the villa and let the god-level martial artist Hu Luguang shoot an arrow at me. Lian Po wanted to come out to block for me and then flew away, Zilong also wanted to come out to block for me and then went up in smoke. They kicked the gate of the General's Mansion inside me, kicking and bleeding from my internal organs. But I locked them up, and the arrow flew and must have struck some flesh and blood—you see, flesh and blood—and it was mine. My faith sustained me, causing the Yin Qi to turn the red of the Overlord, deflecting the arrow and causing it to stop passing through my left ribs. I didn't die, I was sent to the hospital, transfused Zilong's soul blood. You already know that if the soul blood lands, it will disappear as black smoke, but Zilong's blood and mine blood merge smoothly, and it doesn't say that it will turn into smoke or anything in my veins.

Another time, my yang veins were broken. Losing my balance, the yin qi between heaven and earth continued to pour into my body, causing my yin veins to expand countless times, and the ignited soul fire ignited the general's mansion. In order to keep my generals, I took the initiative to cut off my Yin veins, turned into a waste with two broken veins, and destroyed my body with my own hands - you note that it is flesh and blood - so my generals were saved, and they were able to fight Lin Tian's subordinates in the Dragon Tooth Theater.

With that out of the way, I'd like to talk about my two teachers. One is called Guo Dongshan, and the other is called Fan Xihu. They are all intermediate investigators of the county association, and they are very weak, which I can't deny, on the Martial Spirit Avenue, they are just dirt and stones that are a little heavier than dust. But in order to snipe the soul Hou Xu Baishun, they injected an excess amount of yang and yin qi into their bodies, which was about a hundred times the normal amount. They incarnated as second-level martial spirits who were bound to shatter and perish, and fought with flesh and blood against god-level generals—you note that they were flesh and blood—and when they died, they did not leave any bones or even a little ash, but turned into large clouds of black smoke and rose into the air, disappearing in an instant. They protected me with their lives, so there was a later "martial arts" to take over your father and duel with Lin Tian!

Finally, I don't want to go into details. Everyone in the world, including you, should have heard of how I, Guo Qian, incarnated as a martial soul and hated the theater, breaking my backbone. And Sun Yiqun, do you know what happened to him? Flesh and Blood? Hmph, Flesh and Blood?

Yan Xiaowen was lying on the ground stupidly, although she was grabbed by her feet, it didn't prevent her from sitting up. When I had finished speaking, I was much more in a good mood, so I let go of her feet and reached out to pull her up. She was covered with dirt, and I dusted it for her, and most of it fell. But she still stared straight at the boundless wilderness ahead, just as she had just been lying down, staring at the endless sky.

"Let's go, I'll try my best to restrain the yin qi and leave no traces. I hugged her shoulders and suddenly felt a sudden sense of strength from the inside out.

"I'm sorry, you're a hero Guo Qian. Yan Xiaowen stretched out her arms to wrap around my waist, she hugged me and rested her head on my shoulder, "But if you listen to me, Dad also regrets it." He said that all the investigators, including himself, were stunned after the death of the martial spirit. Lin Tian walked past him, without looking at him, but he was so shocked that he didn't dare to move. Originally, he thought that this was the case, the loss of all cities was like this - he had lost to Lin Tian in Quandu, and he was defeated again today, and that was all, until he returned to Zhongcheng, and heard that Guo Qian, a young hero, incarnated as a martial spirit, fought Lin Tian's five god generals alone, and was beaten to death······"

I could hear her crying. She was wronged, for her father's grievances, for the regrets of this life and the irretrievable humiliation.

"Guo Qian, I was unhappy at first, I lost if I wanted to lose, why did you come to be a hero and force my father into this situation. Midtown's senior investigators looked down on him because he had returned intact. Guo Qian, how I wish you hadn't appeared, so that Dad wouldn't have such a big burden on his back, depressed, and returned to Yuecheng for their faces—he no longer had a god general······"

Woooooooooooo

It's hard for me to see a woman crying, so I'm here. She made me blush, obviously she didn't make any mistakes, but I was violent three times and twice, what kind of man is it? I don't deserve the title of hero. Yan Xiaowen is also from a famous family, and she is also burdened with the burden of the so-called famous family, maybe when she returns to Yuecheng this time, she just wants to become an investigator and help her father avenge her shame. As I said, no one can use their own stories to dump others, our strength comes from the feelings that belong to us without judgment, just as loyalty and righteousness have no size, and filial piety has no level.

"Don't cry. ”

Woooooooooooo

"As long as you don't cry, I'll get your father's reputation back. I hugged her a little harder, so that she could feel the light soul that never stopped beating in my heart, "As long as you don't cry, I will recapture Dadong for you." ”