Chapter Seventy-Two: Goddaughter and Cheap Mother-in-law

After Li Qiushui had such a thought in his heart, he was even more merciful. Originally, the strength of ten out of ten was just to rupture Wen Xiaotian's capillaries and vomit blood. Now this hand is slapping Wen Xiaotian's body, and he doesn't even vomit blood. It's just ping-pong, and it's a dozen or so moves.

These ten tricks are not ordinary-Wen Xiaotian, who is the party concerned, clearly felt Li Qiushui's release. It's not just about releasing water, but it also seems to have some pointers! Wen Xiaotian kept coping, and the more he coped with it, he gradually got used to it.

"Good ......"

Li Qiushui applauded loudly and said, "Boy, you have eaten my Baihong palm power so many times, and our grievances are now compared with each other." Now let's talk about other things......"

"Huh?"

Wen Xiaotian's mouth opened wide in disbelief.

That's it?

What Mrs. Wang, Wang Yuyan and the like, it's all over like this? Such a divine turn of events was truly unexpected. Wen Xiaotian's mouth could fit his fist in. Li Qiushui said: "Since I can't kill you, what can I do?" Although they are my descendants, they are wrong after all......"

Wen Xiaotianxin said that you have a really big heart, and you know so much about the revenge of killing women. However, it is also a good thing that Li Qiushui will not trouble him.

And the battle just now also made Wen Xiaotian see his own shortcomings.

"That's it{a}{本} read ~ novel yb][du...... Never mind? ”

"Of course...... No. Boy, there's one more thing you need to do to compensate! Li Qiushui put forward his own conditions. And this condition was beyond Wen Xiaotian's expectations.

On the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, the Zhenlong chess game appeared in the rivers and lakes, and Mr. Cong Dialect invited the world's famous masters to crack it. What North Qiao Feng South Murong, Shaolin Temple, Tianlong Temple and the like, everything that can be invited, have also been invited. On the edge of the chessboard, a group of people pointed and pointed, but no one stepped forward.

Many famous figures have tried it, but they have all failed.

Murong Fu looked at the chess game and almost went crazy, but halfway through he met a person in the court who was chasing him, a thief, and could only run away halfway. And some other people with an average level can only watch the excitement, stirring up and provoking the relationship between each other, making a group of people in the rivers and lakes constantly fighting.

At present, there are still many people coming here.

A man who looked like he was in his twenties, followed by two masked women, separated the crowd and stood in front of the chess game. Cong Wei glanced at this man, he didn't have any internal cultivation, and the disappointment in his eyes flashed. This man is Wen Xiaotian who returned from the sinkhole.

And the two masked women, one is Bai Yezi and the other is Li Qiushui.

Li Qiushui masked his face because he had scars, and White Leaves masked his face to avoid trouble, which these Central Plains people hated very much.

"This is a Zhenlong chess game? If you break it, you can become the head of the Loose Sect? Wen Xiaotian looked at the chess game and didn't care very much. Along the way, he and Li Qiushui learned a lot of things, and the vague things he learned by himself before were almost instantaneous, and he suddenly understood them.

Cutting apart the two identities of martial artist and queen mother, Li Qiushui is quite knowledgeable. In modern society, being a doctoral supervisor is overkill.

What is the Loose Place?

Is there a tree in the Xueba concentration camp?

If you are not proficient in astronomy and geography, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you are embarrassed to mix here. And what are these things? These are all skins. Think of the cave that people have made at the bottom of the lake, and think about the lighting system inside, what a wonderful technical means.

And an outstanding disciple like Li Qiushui is a top student among scholars, one in a hundred, and his knowledge is great.

Wen Xiaotian has always been respectful of this kind of knowledgeable person.

Especially after Li Qiushui expressed his open-mindedness and kindness, and accepted Bai Yezi as his goddaughter and handed him a card of the Empress Dowager of Western Xia, Wen Xiaotian's attitude was even better. The current identity of this Nima Baiyezi, in Western Xia, can slap the emperor's mouth, right?

That card, when the master of Xixia Yipintang saw it, he had to kneel and lick it, right?

What a human affection.

That's why Wen Xiaotian came here to fulfill his promise - to become the new, the head of the Carefree Sect. And also as the son-in-law of her Li Qiushui's goddaughter. Li Qiushui said in his heart, Wu Xingyun, you are a slut, although you have suppressed the old lady in martial arts, but in this matter, you will admit it.

The inheritance of the Xiaoyao faction is like this, whoever gets it is whoever, and the powerful Wu Xingyun has to succumb. When the time comes, I will see this old monster kneeling down and worshiping his godson-in-law, that taste, tsk......

Li Qiushui, who has been trapped in the emotional whirlpool all his life, feels worth it.

Everything that makes her rival ******** is what she expects.

Li Qiushui thought that Wen Xiaotian would play chess, but Bai Yezi knew that it was impossible. Wen Xiaotian's stinky chess hand didn't have the courage to show it off at all. The two women who have just become mother and daughter, after getting along all the way, found that the two really seem to have a mother-son relationship.

Whether it is in terms of personality, or the means of dealing with things, or even that kind of ruthlessness, there is a comparison. Li Qiushui even thought strangely, could this be his real biological daughter?

Once, Li Qiushui, who lacked genetic knowledge, secretly got a drop of Bai Yezi's blood, and it fused with his own blood. So Li Qiushui decisively thought that this was his real daughter. As for the one in Mantuo Villa, maybe it was faked.

Even Li Qiushui secretly asked about the origin of Bai Yezi.

Bai Yezi was just vague and made up a trumped-up life experience. This matter was secretly said between the two women, Wen Xiaotian didn't know the joints, he only knew that the two women were eye-to-eye.

Li Qiushui is mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and she also finds that Wen Xiaotian is good.

Compared with the men of this era, Wen Xiaotian can be regarded as obedient but domineering. Gentle and considerate of martial arts, whether it is in the upper hall and lower kitchen, or in terms of knowledge, it is first-class. With this happiness, Li Qiushui naturally poured his heart into Wen Xiaotian.

So in this short journey, Wen Xiaotian's knowledge can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds.

According to Li Qiushui's opinion, Wen Xiaotian will definitely use his superb chess skills to crack the Zhenlong chess game now!

Can......

But that's not the case.

Things turned out to be more than anyone expected. Wen Xiaotian smiled gently, stretched out his hand, and landed on the chessboard silently. Wen Xiaotian, who had already reached the fifth layer of the Dragon Elephant realm, had reached the maximum value of his ideal state of strength had reached sixty-four million catties.

So this seemingly light hand directly turned the stone chessboard into dust, and the black and white chess pieces fell to the ground.

"Look. The chess game has been broken......"

"You?"

Cong Wei didn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, and made a voice directly.

Are you so unreasonable? How can you do that? How can you not play according to the routine?

Wen Xiaotian ignored him and ran over directly to the front. With the strength of his body, Wen Xiaotian easily shook the old gentleman away and walked to the edge of the stone wall. Then he threw a punch lightly. A large hole immediately appeared in front of him, and he himself walked into it with a big grin.

"Who?"

A shout of rage came from the darkness.

A majestic internal qi stirred in the darkness, forming a whirlpool that filled every inch of the darkness. The level of internal force of the people in the darkness has really reached an appalling level. But Wen Xiaotian did not stop, but walked into the darkness.

After walking in, he saw a paralyzed person, suspended in mid-air, and it was from this person's body that the internal qi emanated. You don't have to ask to know who this person is.

Wen Xiaotian touched his nose and said in a tone of coaxing children: "Be good...... Come, give me the token of the head of the Loose Sect. You see, everyone opened the skylight and said something. Do you want Ding Chunqiu's life? This can be had, let's trade fairly, Tong Suo is not bullied......"

The air flow around the body is viscous and mushy.

Wen Xiaotian could clearly feel the power in the internal force. This shameless guy ran the nameless mantra of Han Lingsha Sect at this time and spit it out.

The Northern Darkness True Qi from Wuyazi's body was already extremely pure, and Wen Xiaotian's body did not have the slightest internal force. In this way, after the external pressure was greater than the internal pressure, and the bridge of mutual communication was opened by the mantra method, the internal force began to flow towards Wen Xiaotian's body.

There is a lot of internal force, so strong, so comfortable, so cool......

An endless stream of internal force entered the body, and it was not stored, but under Wen Xiaotian's intention, it became nutrients. The cultivation of the dragon elephant is becoming more and more difficult, because the more you get to the later stage, the more nutrients your body needs.

And Wen Xiaotian, because of his own strong foundation, makes his needs bigger than the Golden Wheel Dharma King in the Divine Condor I don't know how many times.

These endless internal forces caused the new muscles in his body to grow and refine rapidly, and almost in a little more than an hour, he entered the realm of the sixth layer.

The sixth layer of the dragon elephant, with a power of two hundred and fifty-six million catties, how huge this is!

Wen Xiaotian roared excitedly.

Wuyazi was unable to continue to suspend in mid-air because of a large amount of internal force output, and fell on the stone bed.

Wu Yazi's voice seemed weak.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

This is not the Northern Spiritual Skill, Wu Yazi can feel it. But this kind of kung fu can also absorb people's internal force, but it is unacceptable. Could it be that there are still divine skills in the world that are similar to the Northern Spiritual Skill that cannot be learned?

As the internal force in the cave dissipated, Li Qiushui and Bai Yezi also rushed in.

After Li Qiushui saw the person on the stone bed, the whole person was stunned. Is this still the junior brother she loves? Isn't he dead? How so?

Thousands of doubts are in my mind.