I can't even move, alas, unless there is really a fairy sister to help me, or, if I continue like this, I will die of thirst if I don't starve to death for two days? Could it be that I, Duan Qiaoxu, really want to die here, alas...... Zhou Gong, Zhou Gong, no vain disaster, no vain disaster!"

The old man is very unexpected, Su Dashao actually wants to make a product by himself and endorse it on his own show? This idea is inevitably too fanciful, right?

I didn't want to be separated from my husband, so I committed suicide.

The hard work pays off, Tie Ling has been practicing hard for a month since she got the cheats, and her swordsmanship has improved again, and now she can finally play a sword and eleven slashes, although it is only one more slash than the previous one sword and ten slashes, but this marks that her swordsmanship has entered the heavy rain sword style from the rain sword style.

The breathing of the people in the hall seemed to have stopped. Everyone stood up, but Qiao Zhen still sat there and didn't stand up.

Zhang Qi said in a trembling voice: "That person was caught by the uncle."

So Ren Feng sat under the stage, and as soon as the scene ended, a person sat next to him, and he saw that the person was Yu Fengniang.

The white moon reappeared, illuminating the earth, and the two black riders were already lying to the ground, blood trickling from their throats.

"Don't get nervous, it's important to find someone, it's ...... here," the other man said halfway, his voice suddenly midpart, as if someone had choked his throat, as he saw two figures slowly walking out.

Poof!

The serpent is stuck!

"You kid, as a disciple of Zhujiabao, how can you stand by and watch when your junior sister is in trouble?

When he finished eating and returned to the cowshed, he found that the big green cow was lying quietly next to the haystack, as if he was watching over a young man who was still unconscious.

"Don't worry, we dismount now, we can't get along the road ahead!"

Hearing this, a glint flashed in his eyes, and the Ghost Yama King asked with a cold expression.

The two of them were just transferred to guard the gate today, only to hear Zhang Qi complain: "I don't know what's going on, let you and I guard the gate."

The people who came to greet were all young colleagues who didn't know Su Huai's background, and they were genuinely convinced by Su Huai's talent.

This is her whole color, and her unique color cannot be imitated by anyone. If Murong Jiangyan is a melancholy autumn fairy, then the beauty in front of her is a cold winter fairy. Both of them have their own characteristics and charms, and if they are really compared, they are only indistinguishable. Chunlan and autumn chrysanthemum, each has its own strengths, each has its own strengths.

"There's no entanglement on my body, while you are sleeping, I went downstairs to play for a while, and won a carriage. Zombie said with a smile.

"Hmph, stinky boy, let me inform you, this night is dark and windy, even if Lao Tzu kills you, no one knows..."

A few days later, Uncle Sun passed away peacefully, and Liu Qingzhou took five disciples to see him off and buried him next to his master. Although Qu Xia is the latest to start, the youngest, and has the least contact with Uncle Sun, Uncle Sun likes her the most. At this time, she had already cried into tears, and Qiao Zhen kept comforting them.

I couldn't intervene, and watched Yu Canghai walk away, thinking that the wicked have their own evil retribution. Master Dingyi arched his hand to Qiao Zhen and said: "Amitabha, Qin Daochang, the old nun also said goodbye first, see you at the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, Yilin, let's go." Yi Lin said cutely: "Yes, master, Brother Qin, goodbye." Dingyi felt that Yilin's name was inappropriate at the beginning, but seeing that Qiao Zhen was so young, he couldn't let Yilin call him uncle, so he turned a blind eye and went with them.

As soon as I arrived at the main entrance, I heard someone shouting behind me: "Those two people are not right!

Killing boxing, this is an extremely harsh boxing method, killing boxing out, must see blood, killing boxing this boxing method is the most important thing is strong lethality, this boxing method is to use the fist as a weapon, exert a powerful destructive force.

Xiyun was puzzled.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly paused, and the expression in front of her was unprecedentedly severe.

Tianjizi didn't get angry and laughed: "Yes, originally I couldn't do anything to your four major families. It's a pity that you are wrong about one thing, now Poor Dao is not representing the royal family, Poor Dao is standing up for his friends. This has nothing to do with the royal family. You have Danshu iron scrolls, don't you have the Dugu family? Therefore, if you want to be embarrassed by the Dugu family, you must pass the poor road. If you overcome the poor way, the poor way will immediately go down the mountain and stop caring about this idle matter. ”

However, Xie Yifeng didn't lie, if his father knew that his son was with him, he would definitely be extremely worried!

In front of the dart team, in the middle of the road, a middle-aged man in his forties sat cross-legged. The man was not tall, with a strong body and a bulging face, and sat there like a stone, but his eyes shone brightly when he opened and closed. Qiao Zhen saw this man's eyes from a distance, and his heart sank: "Zhang Wuwei actually invited a master of Xuangong to deal with the Hushan Dart Game!"

The young man held a paper fan in his hand and shook it gently, and his white clothes also had a good temperament under the backdrop of three thousand annoyed silk.

For no other reason, when Qiao Zhen was not in a coma, he would sit and walk every three or five days, dealing with people on the rivers and lakes all year round, Qiao Xu's mind was naturally open, and he was far from being comparable to Wu Xinming, who only knew how to enjoy happiness.

Seeing his little daughter coming over, Ouyang Dongfeng, who was caring for his daughter, looked a little anxious.

The seventh level: Qigong maintains the acupoints of the whole body, the mouth and lower yin will not be injured, and the head without muscles can still shock the opponent's attack. It can also be used to soften the twisting technique into a whole, resisting the sword, and the fatal point is only the eyes, ears and five-inch cover door.

"Nope. "Qiao Zhen doesn't dare to fool around, this star-absorbing Dafa is extremely risky, if you let the system run it forcefully for me, I don't know what will happen.

"Senior brother, Wu Mei is a fourth-level grandmaster, fierce. Although she knew that Qiao Chen's martial arts had improved a lot, Lan Xin was still a little uneasy, because Qiao Zhen was only a fifth-level martial artist at best, and he was at least four years behind Wu Mei's cultivation.

Nodding his head, Guan Que said in a deep voice.

After being silent for a while, Xia Yun and Xiaoyaozi asked such a question at the same time: "Where is your (my) mother?"

"Master, it seems that you lost this time!" Qiao Zhen said with a smile.

Mo Da suddenly sighed and said loudly: "Everyone, be a witness, I will expel Liu Zhengfeng from the sect, and from now on Liu Zhengfeng and my Hengshan faction will have nothing to do with it!"