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She was full of doubts in her heart, there was not much difference in the cultivation of the three of them, to say that Shao Mo had the most cultivation among several people since he got the stone tablet inheritance, she didn't find that he disappeared, and she could still find a reason, but Ning He was one order lower than her, it stands to reason that as long as his breath changed, she should know immediately, but he disappeared very quickly, and before she knew it, the person had disappeared without a trace.

A white-clothed hunting sword cultivator stood in the air, the sword intent soared into the sky, a pair of eyes without sorrow and joy met his gaze, his hand was raised, the sword was unsheathed, and a sword slashed at him, the sword turned into three thousand, and the boundless sword light instantly disappeared in his body, his sea of knowledge.

Lu Duanhuan briefly told Shao Mo about the fact that he and Ning He disappeared into this inner room silently in an instant half an hour ago, and that he seemed to have fallen into an illusion before, and he thought of her as a "monster".

After hearing this, Shao Mo's eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't calm down for a while, it turned out that he was injured by the senior sister just now!!

Woo woo, he's too difficult, why chase him, he doesn't have a rush for syrup.

He looked back at the walking corpse that was chasing after him, and he ran faster and faster, hey, his father is afraid that he is going to lose his noble son today......

Lu Qianhuan was in a very complicated mood at the moment, this could be regarded as her first real murder, although the immortal cultivation world was full of dangers, and there were often murders and goods, but after she crossed here, with Bi Xing returning to Yuntian Sect, after officially stepping into the Dao, the senior brothers and sisters in the sect treated her very well, and did not meet people full of malicious murder.

Lu Duhuan had long been accustomed to Shao Moren's ruthless personality, and when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he walked towards Ning He, and when he saw Ning He who collapsed to the ground like a salted fish, he was suddenly shocked.

At that moment, thousands of thoughts rushed through her heart like grass and mud horses.

Therefore, looking at the scene inside the "hate" door, which was completely inconsistent with his imagination, Lu Duhuan was stunned for a moment.

“？？？”

What's going on, why don't you play cards according to the routine again?

There is no such thing as bullies running rampant, robbing people's daughters, forcing good people to be prostitutes or something, which makes people feel angry, shout grass when they see it, and then draw their swords.

The serial operation of the broadcast narration not only teased the three of them, but also, even if the storytelling whets their appetite, they specially picked a "scum sadomasochistic threesome" to disgust them, and the most annoying thing is that the skill of "on how to force obsessive-compulsive syndrome to death" is maximized.

Don't listen to rumors like this - "Don't throw away expired pills, wrap them in egg liquid and fry them until golden brown on both sides, sprinkle them with breadcrumbs, and the immortals next door will cry greedily".

Steady, it's all sugar-coated cannonballs!

It's not easy to paint a spirit, the paint requirements are just a prerequisite for the spirit to be formed, for example, if you don't want to be starved to death, you have to eat, what is the premise of eating?

If this premise is missing, even if you worship this painting as an ancestor in the future, you call it and watch it ignore you?!

"I'm fine, just looking at the embroidery on the futon and the totem on the wall, I can't help but guess what this totem represents, and I'm so fascinated by it that I didn't notice you calling me. Lu Duhuan seemed to be touched, and felt the male protagonist's care for her.

Can you not use the title of such a domineering president? Is it tolerable or unbearable, she ...... Never mind...... It's better to bear with it, if it weren't for the fact that this ghost thing has no substance, otherwise she would definitely sue it for defamation, make a sum of mental damages, and soothe her injured little heart.

Lu Jinhuan, who lived a rich life all on his imagination, immediately his eyes suddenly lit up, "It looks very expensive here, let's see if there are any good magic weapons and sword weapons or the like." ”

Jin Qian, a flower of wealth in the world, glanced at her with disdain: "What good things can there be in the quiet room of a kendo monk." ”

Only this sentence of the Book of Poetry can describe the five or six points of this situation.

After Shao Mo came back to his senses, he stepped forward quickly, his throat was a little itchy, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Senior sister, is it okay?" "I don't know, but from the current point of view, this mark not only won't hurt Lu Daoyou, but also has a faint meaning of protection, which can be regarded as a gratifying thing......" He paused and continued with some stumbling, "And...... And...... Lu Daoyou...... It's ...... It's beautiful. ”

The word "big" on this wall is strong and powerful, but it is clearly more like ...... Chicken paws dig out the wall!!

Lu Duhuan looked at the edges of the word "big" again, and his heart was full of questions for a while.

Does this ashram exist alone, or is it ...... This stone tower has two different spatial dimensions?!

She wanted to escape, but the problem was that she had fixed the magic cultivator's fixing technique in place now, and she couldn't climb it, let alone escape.

Thinking too much, how beautiful can she be with a flat of small bean sprouts, and besides, this old dog is indeed greedy for her body and disembowelment.

He is handsome and golden, wild and uninhibited, and is the son of a handsome and talented head of the famous sect who stepped on the southwest nursing home and punched the Northeast kindergarten.

It's unruly, cold and melancholy, it's a walking corpse that looks down on everything, and is born and raised in this secret realm that doesn't know what pimple, domineering but reckless.

Lu Duhuan had long been accustomed to Shao Moren's ruthless personality, and when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he walked towards Ning He, and when he saw Ning He who collapsed to the ground like a salted fish, he was suddenly shocked.

Lu Qianhuan frowned, wrinkled her nose uncomfortably, the smell was too strong, she raised her head and looked around, and was suddenly shocked by this extremely cold atmosphere-

Her spiritual power is also limited, the ground is full of slippery vines, as soon as she lands, these vines will all be entangled, even if she cuts it with a sword, within half a while, it will attack again like psoriasis, endlessly.

So, is there any way to quickly get rid of these vines? Although it has been a long time, she will never forget it - that day, the weather was very good, the sun was not irritable, the breeze was just right, and the physical education teacher shouted to her affectionately, "Can you not go", Lu Duhuan stared at the red-clothed sword cultivation phantom standing in the sky, this space seemed to be only her, the surroundings were unusually quiet, and even the sound of the duckling disappeared. The sky is bright, reflecting each other, and the magnificent nine-day Milky Way is in full view;