Chapter 118: Powerful Mortal
"Sister. How are you?"
"Silly brother. How did you fly up, and why were you plotted by the villain. As she spoke, she glared at Qing Wenxiao again.
Qing Wenxiao's clothes are self-conscious.
Does he want to? He doesn't want to do that....
In addition, the person who was accepted by Qing Wenxiao also looked at Qing Wenxiao with a resentful expression.
"Why didn't you rob his immortal family recommendation letter too, right?"
The woman frowned, and became more and more interested in Qing Wenxiao.
“...”
"I didn't take it. Qing Wenxiao can deny it. He won't admit it even if he kills him.
Seeing the sister and brother walking towards him, Qing Wenxiao couldn't help but retreat: "What are you going to do?"
"No. Since your sister hurt my brother, I won't hurt you either. Oh, this is your identity token, and you can mention Hongfu if you get into trouble in the future. ”
Qing Wenxiao saw the big words Hongfu on the token.
"What do you mean?"
Not only Qing Wenxiao was confused, but the handsome boy really couldn't understand what his sister was thinking.
"Okay, it's okay, let's go. ”
really blasted Qingwenxiao out.
Qing Wenxiao didn't care what she wanted to do, she just knew that she could go. Before leaving, Qing Wenxiao didn't forget to ask for a meal.
"Sister. Why do you want to keep this kind of person?" said the boy indignantly.
"This kid is a scoundrel. But I've seen his methods, and I suspect that he has the body of an immortal. Even the descendants of Dasen. ”
"Hmm, why did my sister say that? ”
"He can unleash the purest heavenly thunder! and unknown alien fire. ”
"That thunder and flame are not something ordinary mortals can possess. So there must be some big clan standing behind him. ”
"Then now he has become a member of our Red House. The man said
"Yes. Our Lord Hongfu doesn't remember the villain, and gave him shelter, I guess he will always appreciate it, right?"
"That's what my sister said. It's just that the man really appreciates it?"
Looking at Qing Wenxiao, who was chopping a large piece, he really couldn't say why.
"Uh..."
Qing Wenxiao's sense of taste miraculously recovered.
For a long time, she suffered from light food, but today she has finally recovered, so she naturally needs to eat more.
"Do you know any way to travel through time and space?" Qing Wenxiao asked coldly. In this place, there is indeed nowhere to inquire if others are not familiar with the land.
"What!"
"How is this possible?"
The woman scoffed. Mocking.
"Isn't there a way?"
"Hahahaha. Are you kidding? What do you think immortals are? Can immortals do nothing? Let me tell you, there are gods above immortals!"
Hearing the woman say this, Qing Wenxiao frowned.
"Is there really nothing that can be done?" he asked again. "It doesn't take any cost"
"Is it all right?"
"Then you become a god first. ”
"Is it okay to become a god?" Qing Wenxiao's eyes exuded a fiery gaze. If becoming a god can save everyone, then he must become a god!
"Farewell. Qing Wenxiao licked the only scraps left on the plate. Only then did I get up and say goodbye.
"Okay, let's go. ”
The siblings did not stay.
After eating and drinking, Qing Wenxiao had no choice but to leave.
The two were polite and personally sent Qing Wenxiao out.
Qing Wenxiao looked at the vast pedestrians on the street, and felt a little lonely.
"That's it. I'd better find a way to go. ”
Walking on the street, Qing Wenxiao can be regarded as truly seeing the strength of these immortals. They can move mountains and reclaim the sea with their hands, calling for wind and rain.
Moreover, the ears can hear thousands of miles, and the eyes can see the six ways. It's really strong!
Even the fortune tellers on the street are extraordinary.
The man just took a picture of Qing Wenxiao's face, and he could see what was on his mind. After some guidance, Qing Wenxiao has more hope and more head!
Become a god.
He wants to become a god!
It's just that Qing Wenxiao doesn't know what.
The gods are also the legends of the immortals.
Countless people have not become gods for thousands of years.
God is also rare and rare, if anyone can see the true god, it is really a high incense in the previous life.
"You kid. Sure enough, it's you, kid!"
Out of nowhere, the chicken feather head came out of nowhere with a group of people.
Those people are all five big and three coarse, and their breath is extraordinary, and there is a fairy aura between them.
"He was the one who killed our two brothers. ”
The people behind the man all showed murderous aura. I want to draw my sword and kill him.
"I'm really afraid of you. Qing Wenxiao said stiffly.
Don't know the hierarchy here though.
He may also be weak and weak now, but fortunately, the power of this white flame has not weakened at all, but has become stronger.
About seven men came at him.
"Seven Wounds Fist!"
And Qing Wenxiao also punched seven times in a row. One punch for each person.
Although his realm is low, the power of these Seven Wounds Fist is not to be said, and Qing Wenxiao is confident that he can stop them.
Sure enough, the seven of them took a few steps back. Obviously, he recognized Qing Wenxiao's Seven Wounds Fist.
"Hahaha. You know how good I am, right?"
Qing Wenxiao here is unusually proud.
And over there it's lifeless.
"Stop playing, hurry up, this young master still has to listen to the music." The chicken feather man shouted, and the seven men in black moved in unison!
"What? I'm a mother, isn't it useless?" Qing Wenxiao hurriedly ran away, but the next moment a thin man jumped in front of him and stopped his way.
The same goes for the rest. ”
"If you don't mind, I'll kill them all. Qing Wenxiao said viciously to the chicken feather.
"Kill us?"
Several men burst out laughing. They have shown their own magical powers.
There are those who shake the drum, and there are those who are Luo. A blow of thunder and a muffled grunt came from where.
Qing Wenxiao only felt dizzy for a while, and his mind was severely damaged.
Several people also appeared on Qing Wenxiao's side in an instant, and began to fight randomly.
Punches and kicks. Knowing Qing Wenxiao. It wasn't until Qing Wenxiao's body ignited with a white flame that those guys hurriedly stopped. Although it didn't turn into ashes in an instant like the two people before. also shrank collectively.
The feathered man probably didn't see this scene, and looked indifferent to himself.
"Huh. What do you think they're going to eat? You're just a freshly raised piece of waste. ”
"Oh, you say I'm trash, so what are they?"
Hearing Qing Wenxiao's voice, the man turned his head to look, and his seven younger brothers all wailed for a while.
"You, what the hell did you do to them?"
The man exclaimed.
"Didn't do anything. Would you like to give it a try?"
When Qing Wenxiao approached step by step, the man praised again and again: "Don't! ”
"I hate your commanding tone the most. Qing Wenxiao's eyes froze. He looked at him with a slight smile, but this smile was too penetrating to the man's eyes.
"What do you want to do.." He said weakly
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