One hundred and seventy-six he did not resist

2 Ming Zheng sighed silently, the people in the demon world made a big incident by themselves, so that the beauty of the others did not have the heart to care about these things, and to deal with the contradictions on their side, after all, there are few such examples every year.

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Hurt the "medicine" for Ming Zheng , The elder who practiced the style watched everyone go outside to see the excitement, afraid that it was now a frequent accident, and afraid that something would happen in the kite, and came back after leaving, the elder who practiced the style He was on that mountain peak and thought that he would see a lonely figure, and the elder who practiced the style saw it for the first time, dripping a sheep pretending to be shy, and a head looked and looked at the wind thoughts that should not exist here, and wanted to stop talking, it was originally a thing, and it was also an ordinary thing between sect brawls, but with the addition of this first beauty, it was extraordinary, looking at the people who ran clean outside the door and ate melons, they made such a big scene, It's just that he and their people who are too bitter and suppressed by cultivation and a kind of entertainment, those people just want to see some excitement, just want to see the stories of these three people, the so-called excitement comes quickly, and it is easy for people to let these people go cold.

After the elder who practiced the style entered this mountain, he saw that after hearing the footsteps, he immediately pretended to be unconscious, and stood by the bed.

In the end, the elder who practiced the style saw that Ming Zheng really had no intention of opening his eyes, sighed, and glanced at the unmoved Feng Niannian next to him, the elder who practiced the style was not to look at the wind Niannian more every time, it was a human skin for the elders who practiced the style, just like the water moon mirror flower, the elders who practiced the style just looked at these young people playing, afraid that they would not know the severity, so he sighed, didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Ming Zheng. Seeing that the elder was gone, he dared to open his eyes, and then Ming Zheng was caught off guard by the eyes that looked like a smile.

Ming Zheng suddenly remembered the person in front of him, and he was also a big man, and he couldn't help but be a lot respectful.

Feng Lian Lian in the early years, about eleven or twelve years old, has reached the point of the heavenly level, this rumor in the immortal cultivation world when it came out, it was a sensation on the spot, at that time there were many elders in the immortal cultivation world guessed, twenty years later may be the only few to enter the Heavenly Street full level, at this time twenty years ago the deadline has long passed, Ming Zheng does not know that this Feng Niannian should also be the level of the Tiantian class, no matter what, Feng Niannian's cultivation at this time is not a character that Ming Zheng can not provoke at this time, if it is not an illusion, Feng Niannian's smile at this time is the smile of many people who have the power of life and death that Ming Zheng has seen, nothing else, Feng Niannian is also considered to be the level of an elder in the sect, so even some ideas in the sect dare not be easily offended.

And in the impression of Ming Zheng, I heard about it ten years ago or even twenty years ago, and a long time ago, Feng Niannian was already a famous person all over the world, Ming Zheng has been guessing the age of Feng Niannian, according to the age of the immortal cultivation world, if the immortal cultivation world can go up to the heavenly level, the general life expectancy is more than 200 years old, that is to say, the age here, 20 years ago was said to be 10 years ago, that is to say, Feng Niannian may have been in his 50s, if it is subtracted by half, it is equivalent to the age of 25 years old in modern times, so it is indeed a person who cannot be easily underestimated。

The most important thing is that Feng Niannian is a genius Five Wastes Talent Spiritual Root, and Ming Zheng himself is a qualified Five Wastes Talent Spiritual Root, he has a deep understanding that the cultivation of this immortal cultivation world is toxic to Ming Zheng's cultivation, and in the long run, with 5 times the efforts of others to cultivate, this cultivation of Bengbu Yusheng said that he can quickly advance in a short period of time, it is just opportunistic.

Ming Zheng didn't know if Feng Nian's concentration was the same, this was even if it was like this, it would take five times more effort than others' five letters. He felt that he was not cultivating, but that cultivation occupied most of Ming Zheng's life, from morning to night, he saw the end of the books, and then began to find inspiration and epiphany in the cliff, and after he finished practicing the sword, ten years like a day, he didn't dare to have any slack.

For Ming Zheng, the best relaxation is during the retreat, but in the later stages of the retreat, it is also very painful, after all, the demons and monsters in the retreat are endless, and the monsters are always inexhaustible, and in the end you will be numb.

Ming Zheng was also very surprised that Feng Niannian was still here, Ming Zheng looked at the person who was gone, Ming Zheng was a little embarrassed, and then simply turned his back, when Feng Niannian came over, there was a shadow on Ming Zheng's body, Ming Zheng felt that someone was watching him, and Ming Zheng was not good to pretend anymore.

When the corners of Ming Zheng's mouth were at the corner, he couldn't help but bend and pretend that he was very kind and weak, Ming Zheng looked up at Feng Niannian, and finally came to Feng Niannian, but he couldn't say a word.

Ming Zheng looked at Feng Niannian like a high god, but the goddess suddenly stepped down from the altar, Ming Zheng didn't know why Feng Niannian treated him so much.

Could it be that he is also a genius martial arts spiritual root, the same cultivation hard work, and the same appearance is very good, could it be that Feng Niannian has a feeling of being more regarded as himself, but Ming Zheng looked at that smiling eye, there was no smile in his eyes, and he felt confused.

Anyway, it's right to say thank you.

It's just that the question is, Feng Niannian must have a plan, and he is not her guest of the curtain, nor will he become her guest of the curtain, Feng Niannian is so concerned about himself, what is it for? Could it be that he really made up his mind to accept an apprentice to look for everything on the rivers and lakes, and then look for it on his own head?

If Feng Niannian sincerely wants to talk about himself, Ming Zheng doesn't know if he will be shaken, Ming Zheng thinks a little helplessly, maybe he will really be shaken.

After all, Ming Zheng doesn't know what the legendary most romantic sect is, whether it is the same as the legendary Mei Gong, but, thinking about it, Ming Zheng didn't think much about it when he first thought about this setting, but it corresponded. The usual routine of cultivating the immortal world, give it a sect of wind and snow.

As soon as he thought of this wind and snow, he finally remembered what he had missed, it turned out that the extensive herald of the immortal cultivation world, if it was a genius without a wasted spirit root, it might be a rare furnace ding.

Mingzheng: "........." She didn't expect the routine to go directly to her head, Mingzheng choked as if he was stuffed into a dough, Mingzheng looked at this beautiful woman with excellent demeanor, and didn't know if Feng Niannian was the legendary furnace ding......

That......... Ming Zheng thought, he is so small and pitiful, it shouldn't be the so-called roof, after all, the roof is rare in the world of cultivating immortals.

Even if the legend says that the genius five waste spirit roots are the easiest to bake, this cannot be said to be the genius martial waste spirit root out of the furnace......

"You have a good rest. "Who knew that when Ming Zheng was playing Xiao Jiujiu here, Feng Niannian glanced at Ming Zheng and didn't say anything in the end.

Ming Zheng stared at Feng Niannian's back for a long time, but couldn't come back to his senses, when Ming Zheng was just close to Feng Niannian, he looked at Feng Niannian carefully, and when he looked at Feng Niannian, he found that Feng Niannian's body did not carry anything. The whole person is light and fluttering, and even the clothes are light and cool.

In order to give them the next chance, Ming Zheng thought about the wind, raised his voice, and made a gesture of reluctance to go on an outing, "Will you come again?"

Mingzheng felt that he should have a love-hate relationship with the wind, and he could say that Mingzheng was talking about people who were patient to watch their own liveliness.

The words were really ambiguous, but Feng Niannian didn't care, anyway, he was used to seeing ordinary people in big scenes, so he smiled very indifferently, and then nodded, but didn't say anything specifically.

Ming Zheng silently went to the top of his head in the quilt first, and for a long time, Ming Zheng couldn't fall asleep over and over, and looked at the same patients standing comfortably there, and then silently flowed out of his arms that a drawing of Qi practice, but he was afraid of the ritual drawn by the unreliable elders of the practice school.

Ming Zheng always felt that it was not very similar, and now his only impression was that he seemed to have never seen this thing, but some things could not be said that he did not exist without seeing him, after all, this drawing looked lifelike. Later, he gasped for this drawing, and when he looked at it for a long time, he always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and looked at it for a long time, and secretly put it back, and talked casually from some of the surrounding patients.

And those people from the Wangcheng family also came back secretly, and stole a few things that went inside and were not rituals, and everyone didn't feel like each other when they compared them.

Ming Zheng's eyes moved just right, someone is a gentleman here, he took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, and he could steal a lot of things, and when the time came, he was really caught, and threw this pot directly on the head of the demon world, no. Therefore, Ming Zheng took advantage of the dark night and the wind was high and began to limp again.

At first, Ming Zheng wanted to simply call a respected elder, and directly begged Feng Nian for the same ritual weapon, but Ming Zheng later heard that this matter was not so simple, and heard that this ritual could not be passed on. Otherwise, you will become a quasi-enemy of a person who believes in this faith.

The ritual can be changed, but Ming Zheng later heard that this matter is not so simple, and I heard that this ritual cannot be passed on. Otherwise, you will become a quasi-enemy of a person who believes in this faith.

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Ming Zheng. However, I thought that it was I who attacked that Li Qi, would it?