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Mainland Kyushu

Canglan realm, the secret realm of Red Maple Mountain

In a thatched hut in the white mist of the Red Maple Mountains, a fairy-looking teenager lies on the bed. The young man was dressed in layers of white, his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was deep in an unpleasant nightmare, he seemed to be seriously injured, and the blood stained the white clothes mottled, if it were not for the undulation of his chest, it would have made people mistakenly think that he could be cremated immediately.

In the setting of "Sword Master Nine Heavens", the male protagonist Shao Mo is the reincarnation of the ancient kendo boss.

He was born with a sword bone and had excellent talent, although he did not have the memory before reincarnation, but he relied on this thick golden finger to hang all the way, and finally broke through the mortal and re-ascended to the position of sword immortal.

Of course, this is the result.

The process is that although he is gifted and perceptive, but other than that, other places are completely miserable kings.

Is she so poor that she only deserves to eat sweet potatoes?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and at the same time she felt congested, she was afraid that she really wanted to choke to death so faceless according to the plot, right?

She is now in the late stage of foundation building, is she about to start the countdown to the dog's life?

The plot of this shit!

Even if she jumped from this secret realm, she wouldn't be able to eat a piece of sweet potato!

Seeing Lu Qianhuan, he looked shocked.

As a 38-line man who is familiar with all kinds of slaps in the face of male and female frequencies, and has also taken over Long Aotian's script, Ning He said that he understands and he understands!

Lu Duhuan: ......

"Alas, when I first crossed over, I thought I was the protagonist, not to mention realizing the Grand Slam of the actor in the Xiuzhen world, even if I reached the peak of life! Ning He cried to his wearer with tears in his eyes, "Then you will become a rag doll who has been beaten by society." Lu Jianhuan interrupted him.

Ning He watched her silently.

Okay, the newly established plastic friendship in the Xiuzhen realm will be broken at the touch of a touch.

Ning Hewu stood cold for a while, and then forcibly saved his respect.

Shao Mo watched as the two monks who seemed to be selling insurance went and returned, and stopped in front of him again. His expression was cold, like the ice and snow stretching for thousands of miles in an extremely cold place, his good-looking eyebrows were frowning tightly, and his eyebrows seemed to be enough to trap flies.

Lu Qianhuan smiled at him, she was born bright, and her smile was more like the bright sun in the sky, dazzling, unstoppable, and better than the scorching spring.

The next day, after Ning He took Lu Qianhuan out of the superintendent's office, Lu Jianhuan felt that it was dawn, the rain had stopped, and she was doing it again.

She is now a female boss who has fought on the streets, squatted in prison, eaten prison meals, and can star in the third part of "Prison Storm" in minutes.

What should the big guy do with the enemy who made her lose her little money?

Of course it is—

Lenient beat him with a smile on his face!

"Mud... Feed... Gods and demons... Dawo!" Ning He was pressed to the ground by Lu Duanhuan and rubbed until his speech was slurred.

"Heh, if you hadn't dragged my feet, would I have lost money? Did I lose money? What I lost was my life! When I saved you, I spent a thousand years of ice ginseng worth 10,000 spirit stones, I don't think you should be called Ning He, you just name the Shengyang faction

He showed a somewhat shy smile and said, "Hello to the three donors, the little monk's Dharma is empty." I just saw the female benefactor and the male benefactor on the tree, and you came and went as if you were comparing sword moves. I'm really curious, can the two donors solve the confusion of the little monk, do you have one leg or two legs?"

In fact, he did not close his five senses when he closed his eyes and rested on the tree, and suddenly he heard a male monk reciting a book in a loud and affectionate voice, and the content of the book he read was really interesting. "Several donors are really bodhisattvas. He took a big bite of the barbecue, and his eyes were teary when he ate it, "This barbecue is really fragrant, the heat of the little monk's roast is just right, the color is burnt and buttery, and this medicine beast usually eats a lot of precious spiritual plants, the meat is delicious, not greasy or fatty, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside." One chew, forget all the unhappiness, two chews, people seem to float in the sky, three chews, like feathers soaring. Woo woo woo, it's so delicious. ”

Lu Duhuan three: ......

Eating a barbecue will give this little monk the force of "Cultivation on the Tip of the Tongue" + "Secret Canteen" - he has always been alone, and he is not good at communicating with people, and he has no experience in making friends with others, and it is better to chat with people than to directly let him kill beasts and cut people.

As soon as he heard Lu Duhuan's words, he thought she was disgusting herself, so he pursed his lips and returned to the appearance of an autistic child. His eyes were as black as ink, and his expression was gloomy. He was a little tired of himself like this, he couldn't speak, his personality was terrible, and sometimes he couldn't even understand what Ning Daoyou said to Lu Daoyou.

He pulled the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, how could anyone like this be willing to be friends with him, what did he want?" "Ning He!!Is the belt of your special pants stuck with 502?!! get out of here!!If you continue to lie on Shao Mo's body, today will either you die or I will die!"

Lu Qianhuan's voice was tactful and crisp, smiling and feasting, much more amiable than the evil ghost who asked for his life.

If she is a good wild girl, then Ning He must be a pig teammate, and if she is more confident, she can even remove her teammate. Harm, worthy of you, the male protagonist, is in the late stage of poverty and illness, and he can't even afford to take a pill.

clasped his empty hands together, "I see, the little monk has been taught." The little monk had never encountered a medicine physique before, and Shao Shizhu must have suffered a lot for this physique, Amitabha. ”

Wow, at this moment, the emptiness of the whole body exudes the light of the Holy Father, and he is now finally a qualified monk! The female cultivator in front of her is dressed in a red shirt, with a slender figure, a beautiful face like a fairy, black hair and starry eyes, ice muscles and jade bones, and a long sword behind her back, and the awe-inspiring sword aura is even sharper, but her clear ripples and beautiful eyes are shining, but there is no half of dazzling aggressiveness, and a little cinnabar mole at the end of her eyes is thick and beautiful, scorching.

For a moment, there was some silence.

As if realizing that it was a bit rude for him to stare at a girl like this, Ning He lowered his eyelids. Lu Duhuan felt that his crossed legs were numb, so he jumped down directly and sat at the root of the big tree like Shao Mo.

"If you want to say that the "Richest Sect Ranking", the top three must be Xuanxin Valley, Wuling Sect, and Shengyang Sect, and the first place is Xuanxin Valley. ”

"Xuanxin Valley is almost all thin-skinned and brittle medical cultivation, and the cultivation is not very strong. Therefore, it is customary for the sects to agree that these precious vulnerable groups are taken care of by other sects, and they provide various pills and treatments for each sect, after all, no matter how strong the cultivator is, he will be injured.