He and others think that Xiaocheng should have a good relationship with the owner of the Marlboro Pavilion, so that the owner of the Marlboro Pavilion will not blame the small town, but learn the jade sword for the small town!

He looked at the snowy west, and finally said, "Xiaocheng, then I'll go get it." If you have something to do, find me!"

What he practiced was basically the skill of ice.

With that homeless man full of snow feather swords, his combat power is growing!

Good!

What did Xiaocheng do voluntarily?

He just felt that Su Jiaoer was a person, and she was self-reliant at the beginning, so he returned this box of soft swords to the other party in exchange for the original kindness!

"Well, but does it have anything to do with the fact that the owner of the attic of Marlboro sometimes scratches?, then, how can the military pride of the world, without its strength, be a waste forever!"

Duan Chengfeng snorted coldly.

But sometimes his heart is jealous of the town.

You know, even though he was the proudest disciple in the world, the sect didn't give him a metaphysical Zhong'a-level weapon.

And the small town, the waste, is so easy to get!

It seems to have been given to Su Jiao by accident.

Sniffing his tongue, Kojo frowned.

He didn't do it, but Duan Chengfeng was very mean to himself everywhere, and Xiao Cheng was already uncomfortable with Duan Chengfeng.

Now, they want to teach each other a lesson.

Good?

But just as Xiao Cheng came up with the idea, his students suddenly became a crowd.

Then Xiao Cheng turned around and looked at the south side of the black stone, and there was a shadow in his eyes.

Because Xiao Cheng felt at that time that the information passed on to the Tang Dynasty Seal and Tang Qinger was the inspiration not long ago.

That means they're in trouble!

"Xiaocheng, what's wrong?"

Your Gillian notices that Xiaocheng's face has changed, and sometimes he barks wrong, and quickly asks.

When I heard Su Jiao'er's words, Xiao Cheng quickly calmed down and said, "I have something to do now, so I'll go first!"

Your Jiao'er didn't say it, and the little achievement left the treasure house in a flash of lightning!

Xiaocheng knew the character of Feng Qing'er in the Tang Dynasty. They never encourage themselves to give up unless they are in danger of losing their lives.

Your Jiao'er frowned when she saw Xiao Cheng hurrying.

He wanted to see what was going on.

But at this time, Cheng Feng spoke: "Sister Su, I only know from the mouths of the two soldiers that there are real monsters and monsters in the dense forests near Black Rock City, and they have seen many tall elixirs there. Let's hurry up. Otherwise, you won't be able to catch up with the other sisters!"

Right!

Wen Yanwen, Feng Yuluo and other seven main disciples are all like this.

"Okay!"

Seeing so many people say this, Su Jiaoer could only dispel his intention to follow Xiao Cheng to see the situation.

And, in his opinion, since Xiaocheng and the owners of the Marlboro attic sometimes scratch their relationship, if they don't provoke a strong black stone, they shouldn't be in danger!

Oh, yes.

As a city in the Old World, Black Rock is close to the Sea of Demons, and of course there are many different adventurers.

And these adventurers wander in the Wanxian Sea all year round.

They were cleaning the fur from the elevator and waiting to be sold at Blackstone.

Over time, a huge trading space has been formed, like the Marlboro Loft.

But from these great trade costumes, some of the weaker adventurers stood in the streets of Blackstone to trade with them.

As a result, a mini-trade seminar was set up.

There is a small workshop for sale at the southern end of Blackstone.

It's not as simple as a side street.

On this street, on the road, there are some martial arts halls that sell things!

At the same time, in the middle of the street, there were many fighters.

The warriors wore the same white robes.

When the handcuffs on the suit are pulled apart, the black pattern in the town's swimming pool is pulled apart.

When kids look down on it, they'll find that the town's swimming pool design is similar to Blackstone's design in a matter of minutes.

The first is a young man with a feathered fan and a proud face.

The eyebrows of a person are clear and beautiful. He was pale and sometimes had his legs down. It's clear that it's the one who drinks here!

The two men with fans and many white robes were no one else, but enemies of the Tang Dynasty and Tang Qinger, and they crossed the Black Stone Ridge with Xiao Chengyi.

At this time, the corners of Tang Dynasty's mouth were bleeding, and a piece of his chest had also grown, which may have been seriously damaged.

The man with the fan bow closed the feathers on the western fan and jokingly said: "Old man, you can hardly see your grandson." It's your fate from generation to generation, but you dare to stop me. You're looking for death!"

Cough and cough!

The gasket of the Tang Dynasty coughed several times in the mouth, and the blood could not flow.

But his face, in a certain color, spat out a bloody stream at the man holding the fan: "You took the treasure from us, and now you want to hurt my grandson, as long as I have a breath, you will never succeed!"

The man with the ventilator was vigilant, and the blood splatters of the Tang Dynasty sprayed directly on his face.

His face became unnecessarily fierce when he was angry, and he smiled back: "Haha, okay, at first I wasn't as good as I was today, and I didn't want to get bloody." But since you like to sort out the information of death, use it less to supplement you!"

"When Ben Shao cut you down, your granddaughter became Ben Shao's plaything. Benshaw seems to have relegated this secular country to a mortal game after he got tired of dealing with it. Life is better than death!"

Tang Qinger trembled a little when he saw Han Shaoyu's killing machine, but I wanted to go to Heishiling and take a photo of the killing of the strongman in Heishi Village.

He gritted his teeth and said, "My brother Xiao is in Blackstone." If you dare to hurt me and my grandfather, my brother Shaw will never let you go!"

He said that Tang Qing'er's hand would wake up in a bright light, and a seal the size of a palm tree appeared, and then he suddenly hit the seal, which completely stimulated it.

The white light burst out of the seal and disappeared into the gap before sleeping.

Ha ha!

The man with the fan despised the smile.

Tang Qing'er stimulated Fu Zhuan, he naturally looked into his eyes, but he didn't stop it, but waited until the last time Fu Zhuan was completely stimulated, and then said sarcastically: "Brother Xiao, if he doesn't come, if he dares to come, he won't mind killing him!"

The man holding the fan waved his hand at a thin white robe next to him: "Kill that immortal person, remember, don't hurt my dream man!"

Right!

The soldiers in white were ordered to wipe off the seal of the Tang Dynasty and the ticket of Tang Qinger.

These white-clothed martial arts are true martial arts masters. How fast are they? Just for a moment. When they arrived at the seal, they reached out and grabbed the seal of the Tang Dynasty!

"Hey, these two people are very unhappy, they actually met Han Shaoyu!"

"Yes, especially those little girls, it's still fascinating. It seems that they can't escape from Han Shaoyu!"

"As Han Shaoyu, no one dared to provoke him with a black stone. I remember the last time Han Shaoyu met a couple who came to Heishi, he saw a beautiful woman, not only took her, but also cut her down in front of two Taoist wives. How cruel it is if it's convenient!"

Many warriors gathered around it.

When these people recognized the identity of the person holding the fan, they all looked through the seal of the Tang Dynasty with regretful eyes, and Tang Qinger spoke quietly.

The seal of the Tang Dynasty, in their eyes, is no different from the dead!

Say it!

The skinny white-robed warrior is a true champion in the world, and even if he hits his face, he's no longer scary.

In space, the palm of the true master was camouflaged, but it was an empty bullet that hit the seal of the Tang Dynasty.

If it had been in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, it might not have been able to withstand such a blow.

In addition, the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the Ajia, was severely damaged at that time.

If that hand had fallen on him, he would have died!

"Grandpa!"

As soon as Tang Qing'er's eyes saw it, she was desperate.

He's just a martial artist, nothing more than an ant in front of a skinny bald fighter, and doesn't shoot.

You can only see it with your eyes wide open. The palm of this great true champion is close to the seal of the Tang Dynasty.