"Childe?"

In the Willis Academy on the day of the sacrifice, Li Qingcong looked at Chen An's eyes when he came back and was about to eat her again, and he clenched his clothes and muttered hard.

This woman, with red lips and white teeth, 36D on her chest, and eighteen years old, can be regarded as a stunner.

But seeing that she doesn't have anything else to look at, Chen Anzhi really can't figure out where she deserves the word "瞾".

Therefore, Chen Anzhi still continued to watch, and looked more carefully and seriously, he wanted to see some clues.

"Don't look at it, she's the Nine Yin Holy Body.

29 years old can bud to help you, and you need to endure it for another 9 years! ”

At a critical moment, Confucius interrupted Chen Anzhi's rude behavior and gave the answer.

Then, he knocked Li Qingqing unconscious again.

"Meaning, I'm going to look at her for another 9 years?"

Before he could see the friendship, he was ruthlessly interrupted, and Chen An's fire was on Confucius.

He consented to the captivity.

As a result, after the captivity, she was told that she was useless for the time being, so she could only watch dryly.

This is proper, to raise him to be an old virgin in another world.

"What, you're so angry?

"Heavenly Sage Slashing God Decision" has reached the first level of perfection?

It's been nine years, and it's a pig that has learned to climb trees! ”

Confucius picked at his rosacea and asked with hatred.

"I..."

Chen Anzhi didn't want to take it.

Confucius's "Heavenly Sage Slashing God Decision" is a martial arts duel that can only be practiced by neuroses.

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The sun is twilight.

Chen Anzhi finally took the credit.

The tempering of a thousand maces hitting his body cut his skin open, which is why he was unwilling to practice the Heavenly Sage Slashing God Decision.

"Do you think you can beat me now?"

looked at Chen Anzhi, who had received the credit, and his slanted eyes narrowed at that moment, so that Confucius couldn't help but joke.

"Don't dare!"

Chen Anzhi, who has fallen into the trap 999 times, does not dare to be fooled again.

"Actually, you can.

The forging method of "Heavenly Sage Slashing God Decision" can be a dragon if you boil it a thousand times.

You just withstood the mace that was beaten in 1999, and now you have reached the top of a dragon's power, you should be able to beat me! ”

Confucius said demagoguously.

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The Great Wei warriors talk about strength and realm, and strength is strength.

The external strength gives birth to bull power, the internal strength becomes tiger power, the dark energy becomes image power, and the innate power evolves into dragon power, and its cultivation is unimaginable.

Therefore, each of the three energies has six products, and there are only three layers of congenital strength.

Confucius said that he had the peak of a dragon's power, indicating that Chen Anzhi's realm had been consolidated at the peak of the innate first-grade realm.

In this realm, there is the sound of a dragon's roar when punching, and its power is like the weight of a collapsed mountain.

Therefore, the old drunkard who looks weak and can't help the wind, at most the peak of the sixth grade of dark energy, even if he has a secret method, it seems that it really shouldn't be possible to do it to him now.

"Roar!"

A punch of the dragon roared, full of the grief and indignation of Chen Anzhi's 999 ravages, like a dragon spear, and blasted towards Confucius without sparing a hand with the momentum of a collapsed mountain...

"Bang!"

With just one blow, Chen Anzhi was trampled on the face by Confucius's stinky feet and fell into the ground half an inch.

"He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is crossed by him, and the bright moon shines on the river..."

"With this little bit of power, you want to kill the teacher?"

"Me, phew!"

A sip of wine sprayed on Chen Anzhi, who was on five limbs, and Confucius smiled very satisfied and went to find someone to drink.

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"Childe..."

Gently wiping the blood on Chen Anzhi's body, looking at the dense hideous and terrifying wounds after the blood was wiped away, Li Qingcong didn't understand how this senior brother of Willis Academy thought that she had to beg for a beating, but she was inexplicably heartbroken.

After the flying snow three days ago, he was already the first person in power in Wangcheng, why did he still work so hard.

"If you don't fight, you'll die."

Regarding this beauty who does not match the truth and can only look at it and can't eat it, Chen Anzhi didn't want to answer.

But for some reason, Xu thought of Qingcong Chen Xian's criticism, or patiently explained to her for no reason.

It's just that she drove her father and burned her house a few days ago, and she still hasn't had any resentment against him.

And he really regarded himself as his little wife, and he was waiting for him without complaint.

Is she brain-dead, the seeds of the future and her seeds...

"Senior brother, people, please!"

When Chen Anzhi's spirit wandered out of the world and the more he thought about it, An Ping interrupted his thoughts.

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Man is a man, and he is an old man.

When Chen Anzhi rushed to the main hall of the academy in his clothes, Tian Anzhi was looking at the four big characters "I want to become an immortal" in Confucius's handwriting, and he was stunned.

Even Chen Anzhi's arrival was not noticed.

"What does Uncle Shi think of this word?"

"It's still as ugly as ever, why do you have to hang it in such a conspicuous position in the main hall?"

Tian turned around and asked back.

He is the first gentleman of Wangcheng, the leader of the tenth spring of Longqing of the Great Wei Dynasty, and the once famous official of the world.

That year, Confucius was the champion.

"It's not like you can't beat him!"

Chen Anzhi looked around, looked at it and felt it, and after he couldn't feel the breath of Lao Kong, he asked back with a wry smile.

A full 1,000 shadows is indeed too heavy.

"So this time, is it what he meant, or did you mean?"

Tian asked with a shrewd look in his eyes.

It's just that after the words fell, a sense of oppression like the collapse of the sky and a tsunami came to Chen Anzhi.

If he is unprepared, the shattered bluestone slab under his feet will be his own fate.

"It's all a good character!"

With grief and indignation in his heart, Chen Anzhi worked hard to withstand the pressure of the collapse of the sky and struggled to support it.

However, this can't blame Uncle Tian for being so resentful.

After all, it has been nine years since he entered Wangcheng and opened the hospital, and Confucius did not take his nephew to Tianjiazhuang to visit him at all.

But he can't be blamed for that.

Because it wasn't until the night of the snowfall, when Chen Anzhi said Ming Yazhi County, that the old horseman told him that the old fat dun in Tianjiazhuang was his uncle and could be used.

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