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"Accept the illusion, don't pretend to be a ghost!" Zi'er said in a loud voice.

"The little girl has some ability, no wonder she dares to hurt people. Another old voice sounded, and the surrounding pavilions disappeared, and the green mountains and green waters returned to the eyes. A coercion surged from afar, Zi'er only felt as if the sky had fallen, and she was so overwhelmed that she was in a trance, and immediately the clouds were light and the wind was light, and there was nothing.

"Hit it, what can you do?" Zi'er unconsciously learned someone's rogue tone, with the support of the people around her, and her tone hardened.

"Father, this girl is interesting. The man who spoke first whispered, although it was a low voice, but everyone could hear it clearly, as if his lowest voice was like this, and he could no longer whisper. A man dressed in the costume of the doorman appeared out of thin air.

Zi'er had an idea, remembered what someone had said, her eyes were pretty, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Pity you for your age, why haven't you entered the picture yet?"

"This kid is so interesting!" the old voice smiled in front of him, but it was a man over thirty years old, with long black hair, sword eyebrows, and a look of kindness.

"Was it you who spoke just now?" Zi'er asked in surprise, why couldn't she connect the old voice before with the current appearance, it was really incommensurate.

"Business, I'm an old immortal. The middle-aged man said with a smile, this time his voice suddenly became middle-aged, warm and smooth, it sounded more cordial and had a majesty, but the door master beside him could only stand with his hands in his hands, respectfully not daring to interject.

"Oh, you have such a nice voice. Zi'er praised from the bottom of her heart, forgetting the relationship between friend and foe for a while, maybe all little girls are like this, a good voice can always shorten the distance, and Zi'er is no exception.

"I heard that you are looking for Tianshan Snow Lotus?" the middle-aged man asked kindly, as if the person around him was not the person who had injured the door just now, but a friend who had been absent for a long time, or more cordial than his granddaughter.

"No, no. After all, Zi'er rarely deals with people, and the situation suddenly becomes impossible for her to deal with, if the other party starts to fight as soon as she comes up, or scolds for a while, she can still deal with it. However, the reversal of the situation was unexpected, and she was uncomfortable for a while, but she didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, I found it. The sudden sound next to Zi'er startled Zi'er, and she hurriedly turned around, only to see Heng who was in a coma standing beside her in a daze, Xiao Ziyi, who was holding her, didn't know where she was, and the person who spoke was him. "This little brother seems to be unwell. The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked Heng up and down. "It's suitable, it's suitable! I can eat and sleep, I can eat and sleep. Heng also squinted, and the chick pecked the rice and nodded frequently. "Oh, I see. The middle-aged man nodded, as if he understood something. "Dad, they obviously wanted to steal Snow Lotus, and now they have injured Xiao'er, what are you talking nonsense about them?" said the door master fiercely, thinking of his unconscious son, his eyes were about to erupt. "Steal?" Heng quickly shook his head. "We won't do this kind of thing, we came this time to rob it. As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do a big job, completely forgetting that he had been on the list to steal. "Robbing Snow Lotus?" When the door owner heard this, he was even more annoyed, he didn't even put my Qinglongmen in his eyes, and at least there was a hint of respect in stealing, after all, he couldn't steal it because he couldn't do it, and it was too arrogant to rob it.

Long Xiao's personality is the same as his voice, full of fire, and his father can't suppress his anger when it comes up, let alone the master of a sect. I saw his figure flash, and a punch hit Heng's nose, and the fist did not break through the air, and it was hit against the nose.

Click, nose intact, blue fist cracking. Heng didn't blink his eyes, but Long Xiao quickly withdrew dozens of measurements, grinning and not screaming, looking at Heng who had "been punched" in surprise.

"Little friend, so guts!" The middle-aged man's eyes were like torches, and he could naturally see at a glance that the eight veins of the Hengqi meridian were all destroyed, and there was no strength in his body. What he admired was Heng's gaze and confidence, and the punch made his hair fall back, but he didn't blink his eyes.

"So-so!" Heng didn't know what modesty was at all, and brazenly accepted his praise.

"Girl, please!"

The middle-aged man made a gesture politely, and he only said that it was Zi'er who was the ghost just now, so he pointed the finger at Zi'er directly.

"Please!" The first time she was about to do something with someone, Zi'er seemed very uncomfortable, and there was a hint of tremor in her tone, and she couldn't tell whether she was scared or happy.

The words were trembling, but the shots were not trembling at all. I saw her hands into fists, and a punch was thrown towards the middle-aged man, and the fist shadow was not halfway through, she was already standing behind him, and another punch was punched, and the figure flashed again, and her petite figure was on all sides, and the dense fist shadow blasted towards the middle-aged man.

"Okay, the future is terrifying, Long Xiao has seen it. ”

He seemed to have some time to spare, looking at the fist shadows in all directions, unhurried luck true qi, exhale, a cyan true qi came out of his body, forming a spherical shield around him.

Bang bang bang...... , The shadow of the fist in the sky disappeared, and the shield swayed slightly, still covering him steadily.

"Girl, tricks are useless. Long Xiao said lightly, smiling lightly.

"Hmph"

Zi'er snorted coldly, and seemed to be irritated by the other party's nonchalant attitude. His sweet face was full of murderous aura, and his eyes also revealed a cold gaze.

"Thunder Fury!"

Zi'er snorted, and her slender and petite body rose from the ground, straight into the sky, and in an instant, the dark clouds rolled in.

Rumble!

The thunder came out, and a bolt of lightning slammed into the cyan shield, boom! The cyan true qi shield dispersed, and Long Xiao staggered back, looking at the thick clouds rolling in the sky with a surprised expression.

How old is this girl, at the age of ten **, she can complete such a swift move in such a short time. Split his true qi shield in an instant, and the shot was not ambiguous at all, fierce enough, and ruthless enough.

"Good!"

Long Xiao roared, his body spun in place, and a green dragon's true qi roared straight into the sky, and the sound of the dragon's chant shook the four wilds and resounded through the sky. The rolling dark clouds were scattered by this roar, and they all disappeared without a trace.

Zi'er, who was standing in the clouds, only felt a tightness in her chest, her mouth was sweet and sweet, and a stream of blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

This roar gave her a feeling that was more powerful than thunder, as if she had been hit hard in the chest with a sledgehammer, and her jumping heart was suddenly extremely tired, and she panted and hung still.

A trace of hideous color flashed on Zi'er's delicate face, putting aside the pain in her chest, regardless of the true qi that she didn't dare to use, the dark clouds became a dragon again, forming a dark cloud giant tiger, wrapping her and roaring and swooping down with the momentum of Mount Tai.

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