Shui Zixian breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the person next to him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info turned out to be the one who walked out at some point, don't ask.

"Ouch...... Master Mo, it turned out to be you, but you scared me to death, when did you sneak out? If you don't fight for the fairy sword, why do you set up a net here to catch me......

"Hehe, you kid don't pretend to be confused with me and hand over the sword. ”

Don't ask to see that the situation is gradually stabilizing and there are fewer and fewer people, so you will first come out and set up an ambush to catch turtles in an urn. As soon as he thought about it, the Blood Dragon Sword God and Wen Renyu were teammates, and he didn't think about it anymore. The nine bull noses of this Wudang complement each other and are not easy to deal with. And the fierce route taken by the eight-armed Yama was easy to be controlled by others, and it came out in a short time. The Arhat of Nuo Juluo is probably going to fight a protracted battle with the prince of the Begonia Palace with his golden body. Taiyin Xingjun will definitely be defeated in the hands of Brother Xiao, so the first choice to deal with it is this ** thief.

Mo Lao pondered the kung fu and character of this ** thief, and expected that he would take this waterway, so he set up an ambush early. Sure enough, Shui Zixian was expected by Mo Lao to catch it.

This Yao Guangjian is three feet and seven inches long, and there is no place to hide it. Now that he was caught and returned to the net, it was like a crab, and Shui Zixian knew that he couldn't escape, so he wanted to ask for some benefits.

"Old man Mo, I can give you this sword, you always see that I was lucky enough to get it, do you want to give me a few million taels of gold to play with?"

"The old man will throw you into the lake and drown, so let's take the sword yourself. "Don't ask, just pick up the water and be idle, and you really want to lose it.

"Hey, old man Mo, calm down! You can't be impulsive when you're old! It's easy to lose your life!"

Although the name sounds like a white stripe in the waves, in fact, what he is most afraid of is water. Seeing that he was going to drown him if he wanted to ask, he secretly scolded in his heart that this old man was really not raised by a person to be so vicious, but he didn't dare to say so on his mouth.

"Do you want the gold?" Don't ask if it was to scare him, but seeing that he was nervous, he slipped back again.

"Hehe, of course not, but you are old and rich, and you have the title of the god of wealth in the world, do you see how much you give?"

Shui Zixian's **thief is different from the ordinary**thief, everyone else is an overlord with a bow, and he never has to be strong, but he makes the woman willingly dedicated, relying on his flamboyant mouth. At this critical juncture, don't forget to play the poor mouth.

"You talk too much, old man, I like to be quiet, let's drown first!"

"Hey, hey, hey! The old man has something to say well! The old man should not be impulsive, and he will lose his life! Hey! I'll give it to me! Can't I give it?"

Shui Zixian was still playing with a poor mouth, but he felt that the scenery around him was flying backwards, and he was really thrown away by the vicious old man, and he screamed again and again in a panic. He originally came to grab the sword to sell it for a good price and drink flower wine, so naturally he would not lose his life for this broken sword.

Poof!

"Old ...... Master...... Child...... Help!" The water fell into the water, and there was another flutter, and he choked on several mouthfuls of water.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, this water is enough to drink, and the butt hurts again. It turned out that the Yao light sword was netted together in the net, and he didn't know where to go when he fluttered, this ass hurt, and he secretly scolded in his heart: "Damn, that character is going to die if he buys a sword holster, this is good, my ass can bloom!"

After fluttering for a while, the water was dripped up again by Mo Yao, and then he realized that Mo Yaoqian didn't throw him far, and the water was only chest.

Drag the water back to the shallow beach and see the red along the way. Mo Lao's arm, which didn't seem to be strong, actually lifted the water up from his leisure, and saw that the hem of his lower body was also dyed red. Immediately, Mo Lao grinned and said.

"Oh! It's worthy of a fairy sword, and it's such a psychic to eliminate harm for the people. I don't know how many girls have been saved. ”

"Where do you want to go, old man...... It's in the bottom of the ass that suffers.,You let me go with the sword.,This sword must be a broom star.,I'm unlucky to die.。 The water fluttered twice, his face had long been bloodless, and he didn't dare to ask Mo about his tired face.

"Why don't my old man throw it again for Tianxingdao? Maybe the fairy sword didn't cut it right just now, but it will be accurate this time?"

As soon as he heard that he was about to lose himself, Shui Zixian was scared and immediately came to his senses, and silently greeted his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

"Don't! Mo Lao has something to say! You see that it is not easy for me to walk alone in the rivers and lakes, and I am not happy without my friends. I'll give you all the swords, so spare me when you're old! Be merciful and spare me and my little friend......"

Mo Yaowen laughed and carried Shui Zixian to the shore, first cut the net with the dagger and took the Yaoguang sword, and then threw the dagger to Shui Zixian and let him solve it by himself. Mo Lao was also a suave lover when he was young, so he was not disgusted with Shui Zixian, the **thief that everyone shouted and beats, and when the sword was in hand, he naturally let him go. Don't ask the older generation who have been famous for a long time, and they don't bother to deal with such juniors.

He pulled out a black cloth, wrapped his sword in it, and carried it behind his back. Now that the sword is in hand, he is not worried about the Yin Yang Dao people, he has no righteousness, and he is the one who can't wait to go back to Hangzhou first.

In the end, the seven-star sword was seven points.

The Tianshu Sword was brought back by the Wudang Six Emperors and the three and nine shameless veterans.

The Tianxuan Sword almost changed hands, but fortunately, the Blood Shadow Sect responded in time, and the eight-armed Yama returned to the Demon Sect with the sword.

The Tianji Sword was snatched away by the Blood Dragon Sword God, and then changed hands several times, and now I don't know who it was sold to.

In the end, he was defeated alive by the Alluring City, and he took the initiative to hand over the Heavenly Power Sword, saving his life.

The Sword Saint made a move, and this Jade Heng Sword was naturally taken away by Wen Renyu steadily.

And Taiyin Xingjun recognized the Yin Yang Daoist's Great Yantian Citation, and learned that the other party was actually the Holy Monarch in his own sect, so he naturally had no heart to fight. He knelt on the ground with an ordinary sound, holding the fairy sword in both hands.

"Taiyin Xingjun kneels and asks the Holy Monarch to return to my sect and help my holy sect return to glory!"

But Taiyin Xingjun was sincere, but Xiao Tianyan had no intention of returning, so he was tired of the deceitful life in the rivers and lakes. How can a secluded Taoist temple be unstable and happy?

Hangzhou, in the middle of the Xiaoyao Villa.

A person in the hall paced back and forth, telling about the past. But now he stopped. With a sudden turn of his head, he looked at a beautiful woman present, who was the Blood Bodhisattva.

"Later, I gave you this Yao Light Sword. Mo Lao pointed to the Blood Bodhisattva sword, and everyone unconsciously followed his fingers. It turns out that this sword has such a origin? It turned out to be one of the Seven Star Swords!

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