Chapter 5 Fancy Dog Abuse Belonging to Fantasy People (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation, Ask for Book Reviews)

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The sharp sword light bloomed with a little bit of cold light, and under the reflection of the sun, the sword shadow filled the sky. Song Shaobai was like a ghost, and his handsome figure pulled out a phantom in the ring.

On the high platform, the heads of the Wuxuanmen who had been watching the battle couldn't help but nod their heads again and again, clapping their hands in amazement.

"Old man Nan, you have collected a good seedling!"

"Where, old man Bei, the girl you received is also very talented, she can't help but be pretty in life, and her swordsmanship is also smooth! ”

"Haha. When I remembered that Pure Xiaojian couldn't confess without saying anything about it yesterday, and sang such a sour song, these old antiques couldn't help but laugh and distort their old faces.

Yue Butong snorted coldly, his face was extremely ugly, but he ignored them. After all, they laughed at the truth, and if you want to blame him, you can blame him for having a good apprentice!

Yue Butong secretly decided that as soon as this matter was over, he would go back and smoke the rebel.

Dongxuanmen's face was all lost to this bastard.

"I said that you two old immortals, is it interesting to praise each other? Who here doesn't know, Old Man North, you have already married the girl Weiwei to Old Man South's eldest disciple!"

"Still boasting about each other here, they are all old...... "He Xilai, the head of Xixuanmen, couldn't stand it anymore, and poured a large basin of cold water on the two old immortals who were extremely proud.

"I said you, old man of the West, why are you still talking so impulsively after so many years?"

"And don't care about others, and don't look at what your disciples have been beaten into?"

On the high platform, these old guys from the Five Xuanmen Sect quarreled together.

In the ring.

"Bang!"

Song Shaoshu made a beautiful sword move, and with a long sword pick, the opponent's weapon instantly came out of his hand.

Song Shaoshu was unforgiving, and took this opportunity to fly and kick the opponent's face, broken teeth flew, and the person's body was kicked out like a kite with a broken string, and smashed heavily on the stone surface.

The defeated man's face was already swollen to the point of not being shapely, and it is estimated that his own father would not recognize that this was his son when he came! In order to win attention and attract attention, Song Shaoshu's bastard was so ruthless that he hit people in the face.

"The disciple of the Western Xuanmen is out, and the chief disciple of the Southern Xuanmen, Song Shaoshusheng!"

"Senior Brother Shaoshu is so handsome!" Shangguan Weiwei jumped up excitedly, her snow-white face was full of excitement, and she seemed to be happier than if she had won.

The little girl on the side wrinkled her nose and muttered, "He's not as handsome as my little sword brother?"

"Brother Xiaojian can write poems and compose music, although his martial arts are not very good, but Brother Xiaojian is handsome when he sings. ”

Who can this little girl who is fighting for pure Xiaojian be the junior sister of pure Xiaojian-Yue Xin'er?

Yes, now in this Courage Continent, except for the little junior sister Yue Xin'er, who will speak for pure Xiaojian!

The sword light filled the sky, and the sharp blade brought a low sonic boom sound on the top of the mountain.

Or stab, or pick, or turn around and slash angrily, Song Shaobai's Nanyue swordsmanship can be said to be practiced superbly, and for a while, it was unstoppable, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, dozens of disciples were defeated and returned defeated.

"Zhang Youji, a disciple of the Western Xuanmen, is out, and the chief disciple of the Northern Xuanmen, Shangguan Weiweisheng. ”

"The disciple of the Western Xuanmen Zhu Guo is out, and the great disciple of the Southern Xuanmen Song Shaobai wins!"

“...... Out, Shangguan Weiwei, the great disciple of the Northern Xuanmen, wins!"

......

“...... Out, Song Shaobai, the great disciple of Nanxuanmen, wins!"

“...... Out, Shangguan Weiwei, the great disciple of the Northern Xuanmen, wins"

......

“...... Song Shaobai wins!"

The main faces of the east and west doors were like ashes, looking at the results from the audience, they didn't say a word, just looked at them coldly.

The masters of the north and south doors were smiling, and the scene was completely controlled by Shangguan Weiwei and Song Shaobai, he won this game, and she won the next game.

Is this still a sword competition, this is a trick to abuse dogs!

Two adulterers and silver women show their affection to everyone here in the way of fantasy people!

The male and female disciples in the audience hated it so much, you show affection and love too tastelessly, you have already suffered a heavy blow to the body by you to the audience, and now they are still there to cause thousands of tons of damage to my and other single dogs!

What a bastard, don't we have so many people here that we don't have anyone to deal with the dog man and woman above?

In the audience's anger, in the Taiya Stock Exchange under the mountain, Liu Haiyang and Lin Kaile stared at the market nervously, and their two pairs of eyes looked at the market trend of East Xuanmen and South Xuanmen.

But now, Lin Kaile is almost desperate, not long after the opening, as the battle of Taishan continues, Song Shaobai, the chief disciple of Nanxuanmen, has swept through five levels and six generals, and the Nanxuanmen stock index has also gone all the way up, and a tyrant has raised his head directly, in just one morning, the stock price of Nanxuanmen has skyrocketed by ten percent, and Song Shaobai has called his father to prepare to celebrate.

Haha, not only do you make a lot of money, but you can also watch the son of a high-ranking official climb the ground and learn to bark a dog, such a cool thing is rare in a lifetime!

"Lin Shao, don't run when the exchange is suspended for a while, the big husband is out of his word, and the horse is difficult to chase. Otherwise, you'll lose your father's face!"

Liu Haiyang laughed. asked the scantily clad woman next to him to open him a bottle of Huaxue brand beer and blew it directly.

"Liu Haiyang, fuck your mother!"

Lin Kaile really wanted to kill him at this time, but Liu Haiyang called a lot of people at this time, and it was estimated that he would not be able to eat any benefits if he started.

But, Brother Jian, why are you so miserable to my brother! It's okay to use my money to buy stocks, there is no difference between brothers, but you can't gamble with me, dignity is not a gamble!

At this time, he really wanted to pretend to die in the tofu block, if he really learned to bark as a dog, his father would not really beat him into a dog when he went back?

However, how can the pure little sword who is far away on the top of the mountain know the sin he created yesterday!

At this moment, the pure little sword was lying on his side on a big stone, leisurely basking in the sun. The screams of the female disciples not far away were completely ignored by the pure little bit.

"Hmph, some vulgar fans, Song Shaoshu, I gave it to you, the emperor is ugly, don't!"

"Hmph, the emperor's woman, bow your head and sink the fish and geese, bow your head and close the moon and shy flowers!"

"These mundane... Hmph!"

"It's simply defiling the emperor's godhead. ”

To tell the truth, in the entire Wuxuanmen, there are only two women who can enter the pure little sword eye, one is the little junior sister Yue Xin'er, and the other is Shangguan Weiwei, who has been pursuing for several years.

The two women also have their own merits, one is slender, long-legged, big-breasted, beautiful and charming.

A raw pretty, well-behaved, cute, gentle and lovely.

According to the words on the earth, it is a royal sister temperament, a Lori temperament.

Well, in fact, Chun Xiaojian prefers the royal sister type more, after all, in addition to having a beautiful face, he also has a good figure, which is more comfortable to the touch, and it feels cool to press under his body. (Uh... Something evil)

That's why he persevered in pursuing Shangguan Weiwei for several years, from the time she was fourteen years old to the age of eighteen. Sang love songs all over the earth for her.

But it's like the song goes:

I was touched by the heavens

Impressedly

I just can't move you!

......

What's more, Chun Xiaojian spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth and scolded:

Where there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower!

From today on, Shangguan Weiwei, you are no longer the emperor's woman, I have already divorced you!

I was aggrieved all my life in my previous life, and I was born in a fantasy house in this life, and I swore that I would definitely live a happy life in this life.

"Shangguan Weiwei, this Liangzi, let's settle it!"

was humiliated by that woman in public yesterday, and today he showed affection with Song Shaoshu wildly, what is this special not a slap in the face?

Can you swallow this breath?

Whoever can swallow it is not a man!

What's more, this emperor is a man who will become a god in the future, how can the divine power of this emperor be desecrated by a mortal woman?

Shangguan Weiwei, this emperor will make you cry and kneel and beg me to marry you!

On the top of the mountain, the pure little sword showed an evil smile like "scum".

He stood up and walked towards the land of the Taishan Sword Debate, which had come to an end.

This emperor, a fantasy scum, it's time to exert his might!

Mortal, tremble, mad, kneel, cry......

The emperor's anger will burn all over the three mountains and five mountains, and burn all the eight desolations and six he!

ps: It's so angry... (?_?) , I've written so much, no one votes for recommendation, no one rewards, and there is only one book review in the book review area that is boring and doubtful to friends, and there is a kind of loneliness (?_?) of being abandoned by the world and writing a book alone