Zhou Tian, twelve years old, three hundred and sixty lines.

"Why did you kill me?" Zhou Yuan wondered, Zhou Yuan never thought that someone would kill people for no reason.

"Uh...... They say you're the grandson of Joanzi. Zhao Ling'er looked serious.

Zhou Yuan was speechless, how ridiculous.

"They're looking for you all over the county, and I'm sure it won't be long before they find you. Nine opened his mouth.

Duckweed quietly took out a pill from the drawer on the side, and said gently: "This is the mortal high-grade recovery pill, Zhou Tian is not rude, as long as it is explained clearly, but after a long time, it is not easy to explain." ”

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he agreed, looked at the recovery pill in the duckweed's hand, hesitated for a while, took a bite and swallowed it, mental fatigue was cured by Jiaolong Longlong, physical fatigue is the easiest to recover, and after a while, Zhou Yuan was alive and well.

Zhou Yuan got up and stretched his limbs, his bones clicking.

Zhao Ling'er and the three of them were stunned, this is the effect of the physical body breaking through some innate limitations, Zhou Yuan only knew that this was inseparable from Jiao Longlong, but the many changes in his body made Zhou Yuan very surprised.

Not only strength, but also cultivation and spiritual strength have all undergone beneficial changes.

"Let's go, let's take a look. Zhou Yuan calmed down.

The so-called "Zhou Tian" has the same name as the knife technique taught by Ah Bo, and it is not good, what is the connection with Ah Bo.

As Zhou Yuansheng strode out, Zhao Ling'er and the three slowly followed Zhou Yuan's footsteps, and soon the four of them walked out of the Beiye compound.

Not far away, several figures of various colors are coming here.

An old beggar, dressed in shabby linen clothes, with a worn porcelain bowl in his left hand and a snake-headed cane in his right hand, reveals a heroic atmosphere in his sad and pitiful manner, which is fascinating.

A charming woman, dressed in satin clothes, crisp waist, beautiful jade hands, evil smile at the corners of her mouth, a little clear between her charming eyes is the most exciting.

A sturdy middle-aged man, with his chest exposed, holding a four-foot steel knife, every step is sonorous and powerful, at first glance, I see how extraordinary.

Zhou Yuanyuan only hugged his fists, and said: "Down, Zhou Yuan." ”

Zhao Linger and the three echoed.

"Old beggar, Wednesday pass. ”

"Fairy, Duan Sanniang. ”

"The man with the sword, Wu San. ”

After the three of them finished speaking, Zhou Yuan was calm as usual, but it was Zhao Ling'er and the three of them who showed cold sweat, all three of whom were famous figures in Zhou Tian.

"I heard that junior Zhou, who has a lot of money, showed money when he first arrived in Bento Street, but he didn't know which son it was. The old beggar spoke on Wednesday.

"Heavenly Barrier Plateau, the other end of the Snow Mountain, the Tibetan Knife Tribe!" Zhou Yuan was colored.

Zhao Ling'er and Jiu simultaneously set their eyes on the duckweed, but found that the duckweed did not show a trace of surprise.

But for some reason, the three of Zhou Tian were extremely stunned.

"You really have nothing to do with Qiongqi!?" questioned Wu San, the man with the sword.

"Naturally. Zhou Yuan calmed down.

Duan Sanniang, the fairy of the Qinglou, did not have any words, the soft sword on her waist was born, like a poisonous snake, revealing colorful sword light, turning from her waist and slowly moving up, stopping three feet above her head, the sword was aimed at Zhou Yuan, like the head of a poisonous snake would break out at any time with a fatal blow.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan's forehead oozed sweat the size of a bean, and he only secretly stretched out his hand in the direction of Jiu, and Jiu immediately realized that this was Zhou Yuan borrowing a knife from himself, and Jiu took a step forward and slowly took out the short knife in the shape of a kitchen knife.

"Why bother!" Wu San, the man with the sword, drank it, and then threw the wide knife in his hand towards Zhou Yuan.

With the treasure knife in hand, Zhou Yuan's momentum instantly climbed to a height.

Duan Sanniang's soft sword then rushed towards Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan did not avoid the counterattack, Zhou Tian's sword intent unfolded, and Zhou Yuan at this time had the intention of a swordsman.

Duan Sanniang's sword is a snake sword, like a snake enchanting, like a snake weird, like a snake venomous. Ordinary swordsmanship can't be compared to it at all, this is Zhou Tian's recognized truth.

Zhou Yuan was lucky, and he only swept Duan Sanniang's snake sword to escape skillfully, but Duan Sanniang's offensive did not weaken at all, Zhou Yuan should deal with it with ease, the sword light and sword shadow, the momentum is as majestic as ten thousand horses galloping, or like a rolling wave crashing on the shore, opening and closing, and the sound of breaking the air is like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar.

Duan Sanniang had only exerted less than one percent of her strength, but at this time, she was in a big mood, Zhou Yuan's momentum and sword momentum were too strong, and they were still rising.

"Zhou Tian!" The man with the credit knife was shocked, and it was difficult to hold himself.

"What do you say?" said the old beggar.

"The sword is bright, open and close, there is only "Zhou Tian" in this world!

When Duan Sanniang heard this, her spiritual power exploded in an instant, and the snake sword instantly seemed to transform into a poisonous python, just like lightning flashing, leaving a shallow sword mark on Zhou Yuan's arm, oozing purple poisonous gas, which made people chill.

"Stop. "The old beggar is serious.

"Okay, I'm here for the final cut. Duan Sanniang calmed down.

It was the poisonous snake that stepped forward and swam left and right in front of Zhou Yuan, interfering with Zhou Yuan's line of sight.

The snake moved, Zhou Yuan also moved, and between the lightning and flint, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Bang!"

It's cutting three inches.

"Knife drawing. The man on credit was shocked again.

"Wouldn't he be the man's grandson?" the old beggar seemed to realize.

"Shut up, who is his grandmother!?" Duan Sanniang scolded, saying that Duan Sanniang put away his sword.

The old beggar and the man with the knife were silent for a moment.

"Childe, you said you came from the Heavenly Barrier Plateau from some Tibetan knife tribe, where are you going?" the old beggar asked obscenely, like a child abductor.

"Far away. Zhou Yuan was so weak that although the poison on Zhou Yuan's left arm did not threaten his name, it made Zhou Yuan very weak.

"I was hit by the bone scraping incense of my Qinglou, and I didn't fall down, and the little doll was a little interesting. Duan Sanniang complimented, and then threw a medicine bottle to Zhou Yuan.

"Who are you at the end of Zhou Tianmo?"

"I don't know?" Zhou Yuan whispered in pain, duckweed had already helped Zhou Yuan apply the ointment thrown by Duan Sanniang.

"He doesn't say. "It's hard to get a knife on credit.

"Pull it back and give me a few days of training, I can't help but say it. Duan Sanniang was calm.

"No, let's wait and see. "The old beggar is kind.

......

"Little boy, I live in Fengyi Building, and I have time to play with my sister!" Duan Sanniang was charming, this is a very profound charm technique, and it has a more significant effect on people who are shaved by bone incense or are weak for other reasons.

"Great disrespect. The old beggar whispered.

"That old thing is already dead!" Duan Sanniang drank.

"Farewell!" the man raised his hand, and the broad knife in Zhou Yuan's hand flew into the hand of the man on credit.

Then the three of them turned around and left lightly, leaving only Zhou Yuan, who was in a trance, and it was difficult for Zhou Yuan, who was weak and weak, to stand alone.

"They're so strong!" Zhou Yuan sighed weakly, and then fainted to the ground.