Zheng Bing suppressed the injuries in his body, and it was difficult for him to return at night, and he was really not an empty name. Half of the scars, half of the frost, the soul power of the Qingyu soul was constantly tumbling and was absorbed by Zheng Bing, the white fifth stage. Zheng Bing just cultivated the White Order to the peak, constantly seeking a breakthrough in the limit.

The so-called rank is to communicate with the weapon through successive stimulation itself, exercise itself, and make adequate preparations for future cultivation, which is one of the means to reach the Red Rank to seek more powerful strength.

The Qingyu soul gradually appeared on the knife, and Zheng Bing looked at the dragon shadow that became clearer and clearer, and he was overjoyed. I don't know what happened to my mother and Zheng Lian, my thoughts kept rolling, and soon Zheng Bing discovered heresy!

Qingyu Soul actually has a slight illusion! You know, illusion is only a talent that cultivators have!

In this way, if the sword realm is broken, it will have stronger lethality!

"Bang!"

"Who?" Zheng Bing asked in a cold voice as he looked at the woods.

"The Idler King. The man in purple with a hammer in one hand walked out.

"What are you doing here?" Zheng Bing looked at him and asked very seriously.

The idler king himself also felt puzzled, and he also felt a little like vomiting blood. This is a very problematic question. Zheng Bing held the Qingyu Soul in his hand, and then the Idler King came. What are you doing, the idler king himself doesn't know how to answer this question, is it difficult to say that he wants to kill him to win the Qingyu soul and strengthen his strength? This is not in line with his identity! He is the queen of a famous family......

"I still have something to do, let's go first, goodbye. Zheng Bing saw that he didn't react and said.

"Oh, goodbye. The idler king replied.

Zheng Bing turned around, picked up the big knife, and walked to the east......

"Stop!" the idler king seemed to understand something, and shouted!

"Is there something wrong?" Zheng Bing frowned.

"Can you give me the Qingyu Soul?" asked the Idler King politely.

"No, I'm going to use it again. Zheng Bing replied with a smile.

As a result, the idler king began to struggle again. He didn't understand why Zheng Bing was so arrogant, was he still not polite enough? But this was his thing, and it was very wrong to rob other people's things. He is a person who reads the books of sages, but his own father at home is disgusted by idlers, hey! The idler king sighed in his heart.

This is really a good boy's depraved history.

"Let's take a gamble. Zheng Bing looked at him and said with a smile.

"Gambling? It's not good. "The idler king is very interested.

"Bet on the Soul of the Green Rain, okay... ”

"That's embarrassing. But I don't know what I can bet with!" the idler king smiled all over his face, this was a good opportunity. Sure enough, gambling is the best.

"Did you find it?" A noisy voice came from a distance, and the person chasing Zheng Bing seemed to be closer.

"In this way, if you lose, protect me for a month!"

"No problem!" said the idler king without thinking, what the hell is that? I am a descendant of a family of gamblers and idlers!

"Then it's farther than seeing who pees!" Zheng Bing said seriously, "You won't be afraid, will you?"

“......”

When people in later generations asked the idler king, why did he spend a lot of blood to protect Zheng Bing, who was chased and forced by thousands of people. The idler king, who has become a great saint, responded silently because of the love of the world.

According to the "New Calendar", the response of the king of soldiers is only that thousands of mountains and birds fly back, and thousands of people disappear. Daqiansheng did not respond to this...... I just heard that the Great Thousand Sage smashed a hundred mountains that surrounded the Purple Shirt Mountain......

......

So, Zheng Bing went forward, and the idler's king followed behind and kept explaining, "I didn't like drinking water since I was a ......child."

"I believe in you. Zheng Bing stared at the eyes of the idler king and said seriously.

"Can we go quietly?" the idler king wanted to cry without tears.

"Where is Zheng Bing!" exclaimed.

"Where?"

"Flare off!"

The fireworks shot towards Zheng Bing and the idler king with the sound.

And so, the flames splattered, one after the other, one after the other. The fireworks seem to be small, in the night close to evening. The sound was loud, and the beautiful flame kept burning between the two, and there was passing. The sound was noisy all around, and both of them watched the fireworks quietly. It's just that one of them carries a big knife, and the other holds a purple gold hammer with a long handle......

Young and strong men gather here......

"Your hammer casting seems to have used good things. ”

"Good vision, inferior Zijin King, my father cried for a long time before he got me back......"

"What about the people who return at night?"

"I heard that I realized a little bit and went back to practice. ”

......

"Anyway, you have a lot of enemies!"

"They say a hundred in the mountains, three thousand outside the mountains......"

"Can I go home?"

"It's late. ”

......

"Kill!" As a voice sounded, hundreds of young powerhouses raised their weapons and rushed towards the two.

"I haven't introduced myself yet!" the idler king complained, casually lifting the long hammer, hammer realm, idlers first!"Aren't they afraid that I have a deep background?"

Countless long hammers appear around the long hammer, and the hammer follows the hammer, forming a defense and an attack.

"None of them are jealous, not to mention that this is a mountainous area. Zheng Bing's big knife slashed at one opponent after another, the sword realm, nothingness......

"Poof!"

Several of the stronger players who were hidden in it also began to attack.

Clever swordsmanship, fierce knife skills, followed by spearmanship, and endless stick shadows!

"Falling Flower Sword Qingfeng. ”

"Flame Knife Cang Xixi. ”

"Cold pistol single. ”

"Little monkey stick Sun Yan!"

"Each one of them is a character of the third stage of the Qing Dynasty! These two people are in danger. ”

"Yes, how is the sword realm? It's hard to beat the four hands!"

There was a lot of talk in the crowd, and with the arrival of the four, soon no one was fighting with the two......

"Where is this?" Zheng Bing asked casually as he picked up the knife.

"Peach Blossom Mountain. The idler king replied looking into the distance.

"How far is it from the True Soldier Academy?" Zheng Bing asked.

"Three thousand miles. ”

Peach blossom rain in front of Peach Blossom Mountain, no peach blossom seeking true soldiers!

The casual conversation between the two of them made the four young men standing there angry with the other strong men, which made them look down on them very much.

And suddenly the peach blossoms are brilliant, and in the late autumn season, the fragrance of flowers wafts all over the peach mountain. The petals floated lightly in the sky, and the pink mist gradually floated up. So soon, the whole peach blossom mountain is full of peach petals in the late autumn season, and the peach blossoms are full of fragrance.

The strong man of the teenager is intoxicated......

"The young man doesn't know the sorrow of the boss, the peach blossom is drunk with the peach blossoms, who in the world doesn't know the king? Dare to ask the deceased where he is in his mood......?"

"Looking back at the twilight, that person is ...... under the moon in front of the painting"

Zheng Bing's voice sounded in vain, in the world of flowers, in the peach blossom mountain, between the petals, in the incense, very serious, very clear, and very abrupt.

So, everything became very quiet again, just to see the twilight green rain, sprinkled in the peach blossom garden......