In the forest, Xiao Xiao hurriedly came to Xinghuan's side and groped up and down, checking. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After confirming that there were no signs of injury, she breathed a sigh of relief, and was suddenly surprised and puzzled.

She saw the attack of the Qingxiu monk just now, and even if she didn't die, she would definitely be seriously injured.

But Xinghuan's current appearance looks the same as before, not only has his body not been harmed, but even his clothes are intact.

It's unbelievable.

Unable to resist the curiosity in her heart, Xiao Xiao blinked her moving eyes and said, "Uncle, how did you do it?" ”

On the side, Monk Qingxiu raised his head, his eyes full of anticipation.

He also wanted to know the answer.

Sighing, Xinghuan said helplessly: "After sleeping like this." ”

He's still worried about how to die and quit the game.

This is an important question.

Even though the game world is real and exciting, he really has no interest in staying here forever.

Looking for a game company staff?

I'm afraid it's useless.

Chivalrous rivers and lakes are controlled by the latest research and development of the top brain, all rules have the final say in the brain, and no one can control it.

Looking for a smart brain?

……

For Xinghuan's answer, he was a little thoughtful.

She had already experienced the effect of that thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and she knew very well how miraculous it was.

However, the change that the spiritual milk has on Xinghuan is also amazing...

Xiaoxiao knew what was going on and was able to understand a little, but Qingxiu Monk Ke was at a loss and was completely shocked.

As far as he knows, Xinghuan is only strong with flying knives, and his body is no different from ordinary people.

Otherwise, the head of Emei would not have pierced his heart with a Heavenly Sword.

Jing Ming also pierced his heart again with a fish intestine sword.

All kinds of results show that one thing, Xinghuan can be killed.

But...

What is this now?

Heavenly Sword, Fish Intestine Sword...

Do you have to use a magic weapon if you want to hurt the other party?

The little girl beside Xinghuan was obviously surprised by this change, indicating that the other party's body was not so strong before.

And now it's so powerful, just because of a sleep?

Why does he sleep every day without change...

Monk Qingxiu suddenly felt a panic in his chest, and he felt like he wanted to vomit blood.

Xinghuan didn't pay attention to the grievances in the heart of the Qingxiu monk at all, and said with a smile: "Do you still want to try the knife now?" ”

Monk Qingxiu hesitated...

He really can't figure it out now, and he can't see through Xinghuan.

Coupled with the fact that he had just experienced another inhumane blow, he had already begun to lose confidence.

Although King Kong is not bad and protects the body, although it is very strong, and it deserves to be the first in physical exercises, Xinghuan's flying knife has never missed so far...

From the self-confidence at the beginning to the current suspicious, the heart of the Qingxiu monk can be described as twists and turns, peaks and loops...

Finally, he gritted his teeth, got up and said, "Please also ask the donor to teach me." ”

How can a person who practices martial arts retreat?

What's more, he is miraculous.

If you can't attack, he can't defend if you don't believe it.

You know, his defense can't be broken even by his master.

Throughout the ages, he had never heard of anyone in this river and lake who could break through the almost complete Vajra Immortal Body Protection Divine Skill.

However, just because there was no before does not mean that there will be no in the future.

Turning around, Xinghuan hugged Xiao Xiao Piao and landed on the back of the little white tiger.

Gently patting the tiger body under him, Xinghuan casually threw out the fallen leaves that he had been playing with for a long time.

The white tiger leaped from its body and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

Behind him, the Qingxiu monk subconsciously rubbed his neck, the life in his body passed quickly, and his body slowly knelt on the ground.

Blood stained the fallen leaves red, staining his fingers red.

There was confusion, incomprehension, and disbelief in those pure eyes...

He didn't see the track of the fallen leaves, only saw that when Xinghuan raised his hand, his throat suddenly felt a little itchy.

And then there was no then.

The Vajra that is running at full strength is not bad, and the body protection divine skill is like paper paste, and it does not play a role.

What kind of martial arts is that...

With a full of unknowns, the remaining consciousness of the Qingxiu monk completely fell into darkness.

He was not the first, nor was he the last, but he was the worst, hit badly...

In three days, Xinghuan and Xiaoxiao returned to the South China Sea again, in the show.

In the past three days, there has been a constant battle in the rivers and lakes, especially in the barren mountain outside Qinzhou City, the battle is even more fierce and cruel countless times.

The best players are converging to capture that half of the treasure trove map.

The people below the top masters set their sights on the Jeweled Pavilion.

They couldn't get their hands on the map, but they didn't have a chance to find the belongings in the Jeweled Pavilion.

There are a lot of possessions, and although they can't reach the rich country, it's still no problem to reach the rich city.

The city is a city like the county town of Nanhai.

One can imagine how brutal the fight was there.

Possessions are far from being owned by one person, but even if you can only grab one percent, it is enough for most people to give their lives without hesitation.

Disorderly!

A river of blood!

The descriptions in these rumors are not exaggerated at all.

Three days is not long, but it is continuous, just enough for the chaos to end temporarily.

Half of the map was snatched by a female disciple of the Changge Sect who arrived later.

Changge is good at making sound skills, majoring in piano sound.

And that female disciple of the Changge Sect is said to have inherited the inheritance of the Six-Fingered Qin Demon, and her martial arts are extremely strong.

In the competition, one of them, one piano, overwhelmed countless peerless heirs.

Of course, there is also the reason why the rest of the people have already gone through a struggle and are more or less injured.

It is worth mentioning that in the battle for the treasure trove map, there are very few dead heirs, only a handful.

Most of them were just injured.

After all, after being able to obtain a masterpiece, practicing for so long, and spending so much energy and time, I still cherish my own lives.

The competition is the competition, but they all maintain a kind of bottom line tacitly.

There are too many peerless heirs involved in the competition, and if too many people die, it will be a big blow to the entire rivers and lakes and countless famous factions.

Very few of the heirs of the Peerless Scholars who competed for the map died, but many of the people who competed for the Jewel Pavilion died.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

And how many people who have not been able to reach the realm of top masters can resist the temptation of wealth......

The treasure trove map has a master, and so does the wealth.

The difference is that there is only one owner of the treasure trove map, while the countless riches in the Jewel Pavilion have many owners.

After three days of endless killing, those who survived more or less benefited from it.

The battle between the top masters has increased the understanding between each other a lot.

Those outside the top get riches.

The riches of the jewels, the riches of the dead...

It's a big cleansing.

Those who survive are all of extraordinary minds, and even if they don't reach the top in the future, they can reach the top, and even if some people survive by luck, they are not destined to be bad in the future.

And those who died were naturally eliminated.

Cruel as it is, it works...