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Jin Yongsheng turned around and glanced at Chen Xiaoqiang's tent, his figure jumped, and he arrived in front of the tent in the blink of an eye. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle Li, why are you here?" Jin Yongsheng saw the old military god recently, and he didn't know why he was a little timid in his heart.

"Is there something wrong with you?" asked the old military god with a serious face.

"Oh, no, I just want to see what Chen Xiaoqiang is doing?"

"Have you made a decision?"

Oh my God, it's a broken thought again.

Jin Yongsheng had a feeling in his heart that he wanted to hit the wall.

"It's not close. ”

"It just didn't work out. The old military god said in a stern tone.

"I'm going to practice. Jin Yongsheng bowed his head and said, turned around and walked towards Black Rock Beach.

"Hey, hey, hey, little Chichi! You're getting too much. As Jin Yongsheng turned around, Wan Long shouted in the old military god's divine sense. "You're too harsh on them. ”

"If harshness can keep him alive, I'm willing to do it all the time. ”

"Again, Yong Boy's broken thoughts are already nine points hot. ”

"I know, but it's just this point difference, not to mention the Sage Realm, even the Eternal Realm, he can't hurt it. ”

"Okay, okay, I know you're anxious, but Yong Boy is the hardest-working, most tenacious, and most talented teenager I've ever seen, don't let him cultivate, really ignore his nature, his heart is full of sunshine, you just don't treat him harshly, with Yong Boy's temperament, he will also work hard to improve......"

Wan Long rarely speaks for anyone, and it is even rarer to speak for a person several times and three times, and the old military god can't help but fall into thought alone.

Could it be that he is really too demanding of Jin Yongsheng?

As far as his body is concerned, Yinlong was also a clumsy method of hiding jade, otherwise Jin Yongsheng would not have the physique at this moment.

The treasure that Jin Yongsheng did not open in his body was not only his strength, but also the wisdom of cultivation.

The young man's understanding of force and thought has long surpassed Chen Xiaoqiang and others, but he himself doesn't seem to be aware of this.

The road to simplicity.

Jin Yongsheng's cultivation has always been rooted in the foundation, in fact, with his fist power at the moment, he has already passed through the supreme realm, otherwise he would not be able to fight against Yongping that day, including hunting the Beast King.

Jin Yongsheng doesn't read much, and he has left a handwriting left by Princess Eternal since he was a child, and his swordsmanship and boxing skills are just one set.

A teenager is the kind of person who has a psychology but can't say it, but cultivation depends on accumulation over time, and when it reaches that point, cultivation will naturally improve.

The Eternal Ancient Seven Styles and the Imperial Qi and Jin Yongsheng have become an instinct, and the strength of his fingers is not as good as the old military god's distraction.

The old military god should feel comforted in his heart, but he doesn't treat people at any time, danger is everywhere, and life and death may be a matter of the next second with Jin Yongsheng. The old military god wants to keep Jin Yongsheng completely grown, it's not that he can't see Jin Yongsheng's excellence, just because he sees it too seriously, the more he wants this young man to surpass himself and become stronger sooner......

The old military god, whose inner emotions were becoming more complicated, slowly clenched his fists, and said faintly: "Chai Ban Lao'er, you must not let the old man return to the eternal world alive, otherwise the old man will definitely peel you and cramp." ”

When the old army god finally blamed all the depressed and angry emotions in his heart on Chai Ban, Wang Chen's divine soul who was unconscious in the camp tent, and the cold moon scimitar sword spirit and the blood python sword spirit were also arguing.

"Why don't you join me in the lore?" the Blood Python Sword Spirit seemed to be very dissatisfied with the Cold Moon Scimitar Sword Spirit, and asked in a stern tone.

"Kill you, python, I warn you, if you dare to go against your master's will again, don't say that I am not polite to you. Leng Yue's scimitar sword spirit tone became even more severe.

"Haha, hehehe, cold, you can't do it yourself, if you don't have the confidence to win Mingyu, you just admit it, I'm embarrassed to talk about me against the master's will. ”

"I'm not capable, can you win that Mingyu? If it weren't for you, would you be able to harm the master like this?"

"Bah, was it my hand that made the first move? The skills are not as good as others, and they blame me. "The Blood Python Sword Spirit began to be yin and yang.

Weapon creatures are naturally warlike and competitive, and only fighting can prove their worth, and only fighting can make their lives manifest. They just don't have mortal bodies, but their emotions and intellect are the same as human beings.

His own master was so bad that he bled from the seven orifices, how could Leng who was the guardian of the sword spirit be willing, secretly the spirit tooth was almost not bitten, if it wasn't for Wang Chen being blasted out early in the morning, he would have almost rushed out of Wang Chen's soul with the sword shattering and died with Mingyu.

Leng Yue's scimitar sword spirit was already angry, and the menstrual blood python sword spirit teased him, and immediately blackened his face and gritted his teeth: "Damn Mingyu, this revenge is not a gentleman." ”

"Yo, yo...... I'd like to see what you say about moving your master to fight to the death with a powerful man. The Blood Python Sword Sword Spirit said with fuel on the fire.

"This is a matter between me and Mingyu, what are you doing with the master?"

"Aha...... If you don't pull in your master, how can you fight Mingyu in a decisive battle? Isn't there a way for you to get out of this realm?" "Weapon creatures will be imprisoned by the weapon itself, just like Heng and Wan Long, even if they have more energy, they must rely on their master to exert their energy.

The Blood Python Sword Spirit has a limited understanding of things related to the Eternal World, and has never heard that the weapon spirit master can break away from the confinement of the weapon body and separate the spirit body.

"Woman has seen ......," Leng Yue Scimitar Sword Spirit, who had more knowledge than the Blood Python Sword Spirit, sneered.

"What did you say?" What the Blood Python Sword Spirit hates the most is that the Cold Moon Scimitar Sword Spirit says from time to time that he looks like a woman, and he is obviously a man, so how can he look like a woman?

Woman!

Woman!

Equivalent also.

The Blood Python Sword Spirit immediately changed his face, and his soul was full of murderous aura.

"I said your woman has insight!" Cold Moon Scimitar Knife Spirit continued to mend the knife.

"Cold! you don't have to fight Mingyu anymore, come and compete with me. ”

In Wang Chen's soul, the Cold Moon Scimitar Sword Spirit and the Blood Python Sword Spirit disagreed, and they were about to fight.

"Hey, you two won't do any good to Tatsumi like this. After Wanlong Cangyuan's voice, the Cold Moon Scimitar Sword Spirit and the Blood Python Sword Spirit glared at each other, and they all stopped talking.

In front of Wan Long, the Cold Moon Scimitar Sword Spirit and the Blood Python Sword Spirit are both the existence of juniors and juniors, not only are they not as strong as Wan Long, but the spirit gods are far inferior to Wan Long too much, so even if they are not happy in their hearts, they still have to be submissive to them, and Wan Long is right, their quarrel is useless for Wang Chen to recuperate.

Not long after the quarrel between the Cold Moon Scimitar Sword Spirit and the Blood Python Sword Spirit stopped, Fu Renhua fell to the ground with a thud in the tent.

"Xiao Chichi, I really want to see how Yong Boy will perform in "A Thousand Generals". Wan Long's voice resounded in the soul of the old army god.

"He doesn't practice war generals, what's the use of asking him to go to "Thousand Generals to Kill", and at this moment, cultivation is the king. The old military god once again dispelled Wan Long's idea of wanting Jin Yongsheng to enter "A Thousand Generals".

"Yes, yes, you're right. If I say that you are worried that the strong boy is too eager for quick success, and he will have no generals until tomorrow, you are worried that he will not be able to deal with it, and you want the Yong boy to charge again. Wan Long's words went to the heart of the old army god.

"Actual combat makes people progress, and charging into battle is better than him picking up girls. "The myth of the old army is hidden in the camp tent.

Girls?

Wan Long flickered his eyes, and where the spirit god swept towards, Jin Yongsheng, who had just left, was chatting with Jin Yuanyuan on the black rock beach.

Whenever Jin Yongsheng was in a low mood, Jin Yuanyuan would appear by his side in time.

The girl usually only has two short greetings, and the haze floating on Jin Yongsheng's head will all dissipate.

"Yongsheng, do you remember the time when you were in Jinjiazhuang, where the firewood and grass stacks, where the mountains and forests, where the birds called...... At that time, I liked to sneak with you, even if you fell hair, I would pick it up. You often go to Wolf Valley, and there is a special flower in Wolf Valley, the same color as your hair, fiery red, I like it so much. In fact, less than a year has passed, the world has changed, and we have all grown. Eternal life, I know that no matter how the world changes, you are still golden and immortal......"

Jin Yuanyuan said a lot today, but Jin Yongsheng is very willing to listen to the sound that seems to be like a heavenly sound, which can slowly dissolve all the pressure in the young man's heart, let the young man relax, and feel warm.

This night, Jin Yongsheng and Jin Yuanyuan sat until the sky was getting bright.

The teenagers reminisced about their childhood with their beloved woman, as well as the good times of their youth in Jinjiazhuang.

The unhappiness at that time, the so-called suffering at that time, have become very good memories at this moment.

Jin Yongsheng sometimes loses his smile, sometimes loses his mind, and sometimes goes to ...... In the long river of memory, the boy recalled more than the past of Jinjiazhuang.

When Yin Jiabao stretched his waist and woke up with half-open eyes, Jin Yuanyuan got up with a smile from the crook of Jin Yongsheng's arm who had hugged him in his arms and left lightly.

All the beauty of the world returned to Jin Yongsheng's heart.

Facing the sky, the boy got up and punched.

The thought of breaking the thought in one form is finally consummated.

The old military god gave Chen Xiaoqiang three days of rest and recuperation, and it passed in the blink of an eye.

On the day when Chen Xiaoqiang's whole team set off, Jin Yongsheng suddenly found that the water ghost, Wan Sheng, and Fang Yankuan all looked auphemated, and they didn't see Wang Chen, Yefeng, Tian Gongming and others.

"Hey, Chen Xiaoqiang, what's wrong with them, Brother Wan? Did you sin them again last night?" Jin Yongsheng approached Chen Xiaoqiang and asked in a low voice.

"It's not mine, it's Mingyu's. ”

"Who is Mingyu?" asked Jin Yongsheng with an unkind face.

"My sword spirit. Chen Xiaoqiang spoke and left Jin Yongsheng.

Death Sword Spirit!

Jin Yongsheng shouted at him from behind Chen Xiaoqiang: "Be careful, Jiabao has always said that your sword spirit is too murderous." ”

"Got it. ”

For the first time, Chen Xiaoqiang gave such an answer to Jin Yongsheng very seriously, and for a while Jin Yongsheng was still a little uncomfortable, standing alone and muttering: "This guy has a problem, why did he suddenly change sex today?"