"What is a foreign object? Ammunition or liquid? Listening to the hint of laughter and easy to understand the language and anger, Zhang Le suddenly had a premonition that it was not very good.

"It's not very big, yes, yes, but it's beaten! The more important it is, the better. Laughing out loud is easy to be like the sinister aura of the early wilderness, and the angry words and language made De Zhang Le's face stiffen instantly.

"Beaten? Master, aren't you very big, yes, you're joking, it's easy to bar? Zhang Le smiled bitterly and said the road easily. In order to make some of the mysteries of his cultivator good, he couldn't bear to let his apprentice run away and be beaten, and the more important the better.

How can there be such a cultivator?

"You didn't hear the mistake, you were beaten. This is the only way to temper your bones and muscles, to bring out the potential of your body, and to gain greater strength. "Laughter is easy to be angry at the beginning of the ancient language, and the anger becomes serious, which makes people not very big, yes, easy to doubt.

"Good bar, how am I going to get beaten? Isn't it big enough to run and ask my father or uncle to beat me up at the bar? Hearing the laughter, it is easy to be angry at the beginning of the ancient serious language, and Zhang Le also understands that complaining about useless achievements. The cultivator you want is the palm of the remnant yang, and if you want it to become stronger, then the internal body of the cultivator is necessary.

Thinking that he would have to return to the top of the mountain in the future, and that he would have to find many people to take revenge, Zhang Le's heart also swelled with confidence.

"That's not very big, yes. This technique will be taught to you by the teacher. Sensing that Zhang Le suddenly surged with confidence in the upper part of the country and laughed out loud and was easy to be desolate in the early days of the ancient heart and the subordinates were also secretly approving, and said angrily with a peaceful language and atmosphere.

A lot of six benefits tree days below the son penance

In the early morning, a thin pale white mist aura shrouded the top of the back mountain of the Yehou Mansion, and it was not very big for a long time, and it blew lightly and abundantly, suddenly bringing a dull sound of contact.

In a hidden smile on the top of the back mountain, Zhang Le's soles of his feet escaped into the dirt like a stump, his soles and toes were tightly clasped under the ground, his teeth were clenched, and the top of his forehead was sweating coldly, and he was wearing only a pair of shorts.

Behind Zhang Le's body, the laughter that turned into a soul state was easy to be desolate, and he was sitting cross-legged on top of a boulder, and at this time, he was looking at Zhang Le who gritted his teeth with a full face, and waved the palm of his hand lightly.

With the laughter of the palm of the early desolate Gu's hand, the air breath fluctuated slightly, and the pale red and colorful aura of the road was angry and the arrogant laughter was easy to burst out of the palm of the early desolate gu, and finally it was like a whip, and the important one smashed on Zhang Le's shoulder, and suddenly left a long road of piano color bruises.

The corners of his mouth were shivering with a big smile, and he sucked a hollow cold water breath between his teeth, Zhang Le only felt that his shoulders seemed to be numb suddenly, and a burst of hot pain went straight into his heart.

After the pain of laughing and easy to be intense, yes, the meager Xuan Qi anger that passed quickly in the body, the Xuan Qi anger under the stimulation of pain, seemed to have more living human power than usual, happily flowing through the veins and acupuncture points at the shoulder, a trace of warmth, slowly penetrating into the skeletal muscles, quietly strengthening.

"Again." When the pain in his shoulder gradually faded, Zhang Le's slightly immature face was full of persistence and stubbornness, gritting his teeth.

Looking at Zhang Le, who gritted his teeth and insisted on hitting the bottom, laughing at the serious old face of the early desolate Gu, he also squeezed out a smile of relief, nodded slightly, and in the palm of his hand, the light red Xuan aura shot out again.

"Bang, bang, bang."

In the woods where laughter is easy to laugh at first, there is a little bit of confusion on the road, and there is a low hum that is slightly mixed with the sound of pain, and it is not very loud and broken one after another.

Laughing is easy to be very measured in the hands of the lower subordinates of the early wilderness, and every attack just reaches the critical point that Zhang Le's body can withstand now, in that way, it is not very big, it will hurt Zhang Le very much, and it can bring him real pain.

The pain of Xuan's breath hitting his body made Zhang Le's entire face distort in pain.

On the top of the body, with the waving effect of the palm of the hand of the early desolate Gu with laughter, there were more and more bruises.

"Bang."

It was another way of Xuan Qi angrily shooting, and Zhang Le, who was like a stake, finally reached the limit of what he could bear, his legs were weak, and he collapsed under his strength.

Laughing a lot, it was easy to gasp for anger for a long time, Zhang Le wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his head, and smiled at the corners of his mouth with difficulty: "Master, what's the matter?" ”

"It's not a big mistake, it's actually a sub-eight sub-Xuan breath lash, according to this, if it is a cultivator, in a month, it will be much stronger than now." Laughing easy to start the desolate ancient face with a smile easy to nod the part, in the bright eyes, there is a touch of imperceptible amazement, although today is a lot of days of training, but the resilience shown by Zhang Le, laughing easy to laugh at the beginning of the first is easy to surprise him, originally he thought that the cost of the results of the benefits of the second Xuan breath of anger whipping is not very big yes the mistake is through the limit of Zhang Le, but the latter, but the latter, but persevered to a lot of eight times, This really makes him not very big, yes, not very big, yes, sighs, this smile is easy to the patience of the first son.

Listening to the words of laughter, Zhang Le was very relieved of his empty breath, and sat under the mud to rest and be angry, and after his body regained consciousness, he slowly got up, took off his clothes from the stone part on the side, and put on the top.

When dressing, the cool fabric touched the bruises, and naturally it hurt so much that Zhang Le grinned at the corners of his teeth.

The transparent body twisted, and the laughter was easy to turn into light and flash into the forbidden days tablet in front of Zhang Le's chest, leaving a sentence full of concerned words below: "Hurry up and go back and soak the body of the child below with the results of the poison repellent liquid, it is not very big, but the bruise left in the body will make you an important injury." ”

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