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Penglai Immortal Mountain, how did you get it, it is a gate sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, it doesn't matter if Hu Sangui shot and injured the golden boy and jade girl, the second elder of Penglai will not hang on his face: "Barefoot Immortal!

Barefoot Daxian, one of the two elders of Penglai, is one hundred and thirty-eight years old: "Barefoot Daxian!

Needless to say, go to war!

In other words, Hu Sangui's arrow was shot at the southeast, like a stone thrown into the sea: "Boom!!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all kinds of heroes and all kinds of immortal cultivators all flocked to the southeast direction, that is, the place where the golden boy and jade girl fell: "Oh! It's bleeding! It's so badly injured! Don't squeeze it, don't squeeze it! Look at it, the barefoot fairy has appeared-"

Not to mention, barefoot immortals.

The golden boy had no sacrifice, holding the jade girl Wushuang, spitting blood in his mouth, and laughing dismally: "Senior Sister Wushuang, I ......"

And the jade girl Wushuang, covering her chest with her hands, let the blood flow from her shoulders for a long time: "Brother Wuxian, don't say it again, without you, I, I ......"

The pale handsome face, the trembling cherry lips, approaching, entering, infinitely close~~

"Dear, dear, dear!" How many good deeds are afraid that the world will not be chaotic: "Senior brother!

"Don't! Don't!" Penglai Xianshan, the thirty-sixth disciple of the fairy, was in a hurry at that time: "Second uncle!

Only at the moment of life and death, the flame of love will burst out, and the unsacrificial brother laughed miserably: "No! I want to say!

"This sentence has always been buried in my heart, if I ......"

"You ......"

"Ahem, little sister, little sister, I ......"

"Shhh

"If I leave the world right now, will you feel a trace of cough and heartache?"

"I ......"

"I know, I know, I only blame the senior brother for his incompetence, if the master is here, you will ......"

The affection and honey in those eyes couldn't be dissolved: "But, Senior Sister Wushuang, Master and I, what do you ......like?"

In fact, on top of Wushuang's pale jade cheeks, two blush rose, especially weak and helpless, delicate and gorgeous: "Brother Wushuang, you, you are so stupid......"

Why, Wushuang rushed up to die?

It is because the feeling of being sandwiched between two people is never pleasant: "I, I can only say, if you die, I will not be alone......"

"Poof!"

Insert a sentence, the shadowless arrow draws qi into an arrow, and the person who is hit by the arrow has serious internal injuries: "Poof!!"

At this point, the two of them were unable to continue, and hugged each other and fainted: "Senior brother, senior brother, little junior sister, little junior sister, little junior sister!!"

It's messed up.

It's too messy.

Penglai Immortal Mountain, the blessed land, the head is the ancestor of Bodhi.

In the outside world, it is rumored that Bodhi Ancestor had an affair with his female disciple Jade Girl, and because of this incident, he almost expelled his favorite eldest disciple Jin Tong Wuxian from the mountain gate.

Today, Bodhi Ancestor did not come.

But his two junior brothers, the second elder Penglai came, a barefoot immortal and a white-eyed eagle king.

The white-eyed eagle king is right next to him.

For the golden boy and jade girl, he didn't pay attention to it at all, only with a gloomy old face, staring at the barefoot fairy who was alone and far away-

On the one hand, there are secrets of the teacher, poignant love, and messy relationships.

On one side, the gods fight.

In the end, he fainted in time, and everyone secretly speculated, whispered, and did not mention it.

Barefoot Daisen appears.

Barefoot Daxian, barefoot.

Wearing a cloak of hair, his chest and abdomen are exposed, his clothes are ragged, and he takes a fan: "Barefoot Daxian!

At that time, there were thousands of people at the scene, and most of the cultivators were cheering and cheering from afar, and most of the cultivators had a wonderful eyesight: "Fan him! fan him!

At all, there is no one who supports Hu Sangui.

It's because Hu Sangui is too arrogant, and he is not kind at all, but fortunately, there is still a Zhu Dashao: "Really? Really?"

So it is, the gods fight.

But with Zhu Dashao's current cultivation, he didn't know that the situation of the divine horse had happened twenty miles away: "You mean, really, did you shoot?"

Hu Yidao nodded and said calmly: "Needless to say, you can be sure." ”

Hu Erpao also bowed his head and smiled: "Three birds with one stone, four birds with one stone." ”

Majestic, spirited, it's a pity that Zhu Dashao is extremely wild, only to see the water waves surging, and the grass and trees are depressed: "Da Shao, look!"

Mo Xuan on the side, making a fuss: "Here is one! Here is one!"

Big and young follow the fingers, busy and carefully observe-

But seeing the southeast sky, a person slowly walked in, holding a pu fan, with bare feet: "Sizzle-"

Just like that, walking step by step in mid-air, it is better than a leisurely stroll: "Stepping on the song of blue and caihe, the world can be geometric, the red face of the three spring trees, the passing years are a shuttle." ”

And when he was singing, he came.

"Lan Caihe?" Zhu Dashao exclaimed, "He Xiangu?"

"Wrong!" Hu Yidao: "Extremely false!"

Hu Erpao: "This person is one of the two elders of Penglai, and his name is He Dajiao." ”

It turns out that Zhu Dashao understands that He Dajiao's feet are too big to buy suitable shoes, so he is always barefoot, and is called a barefoot immortal.

Barefoot Daxian, with excellent popularity, extremely high cultivation, one hundred and thirty-eight years old this year, belongs to the type of senior masters.

In an instant, the man was near.

Hu Sangui, He Dajiao, a hundred steps apart: "Bang!"

Giant bow, half-open, string rattle.

I saw the barefoot immortal, slightly stunned, and the fan in his hand slapped it lightly, and then.

And onwards.

"Boom!" another arrow.

The bow is half-open, to add a point, this bow is called the Heaven-shaking Bow, even if Hu Sangui is born with divine power, he can only tear off half of it.

Barefoot Daxian, another meal.

I fanned the fan twice, like driving away mosquitoes and flies.

Close, close.

"Boom!"

It's useless, it's just three things, even Zhu Dashao can see it: "It's over." ”

The barefoot immortal was completely light-hearted, not frightened, and easily resolved Wu Sangui's killing move: "Defeated." ”

In this way, the barefoot immortal fanned the pu fan, smiled, walked in front of Wu Sangui, and said kindly: "You kid, you are really nonsense. ”

It was defeated, Hu Sangui also saw it, and said in his heart that he was worthy of his predecessors: "Go, call your master." ”

is like this, no matter in terms of seniority, fame, style, and breed, Hu Sangui and Barefoot Daxian are not on the same level at all.

Hitting him is tantamount to bullying a child, which is not in line with the identity of a barefoot immortal.

At that time, Hu Sangui was also full of shame, and he had nothing to say at all, only hugged his fists and smiled, expressing his admitting defeat and admiration.

Turned around and walked away, gloomy and defeated.

However, just turned around, and still hasn't landed: "Poof!!"

Hu Sangui was frightened, and he was busy dodging, saying in his heart that the dignified seniors would also carry out sneak attacks behind their backs and cast hidden arrows to hurt people?

Misunderstanding.

It turned out to be just, a false alarm, and when Hu Sangui turned his head to take a look, he found that the barefoot immortal's chest was red, shocking: "Ahh

At that time, Hu Sangui also asked: "Senior, you old man, it doesn't matter, right?"

The barefoot immortal smiled slightly: "It's okay." ”

He immediately wiped his mouth and waved his fan: "Go, child." ”

Hu Sangui was, stunned for a while.

Turning around and leaving, he muttered, "Poof!!"

Hu Sangui turned back again!

At that time, the blood had already stained the feet of the barefoot immortal red: "This!"

This time, the barefoot immortal did not speak, only smiled and stared, and signaled, child, go, call your family to come.

is worthy of his predecessors, he is really tough enough, and at this time, Hu Sangui has already admired him from the bottom of his heart: "Hahahaha!

Zhu Dashao smiled and said: "You old man, you are spitting blood from your mouth, don't hurry up and admit defeat, really, you really want to die to save face, hum!"

This is really, Tong Yan Wuji: "I still pretend to be pretending, I am ashamed of you!"

At that time, the barefoot immortal was silently using his magic skills to repair his internal injuries, and he couldn't speak for a while, so he only shot at Zhu Dashao with stern eyes-

Finished.

What kind of person Zhu Dashao is, he can't say anything, and he dares to stare at it, the barefoot immortal is looking for the rhythm of annihilation: "Good you-"

Zhu Dashao was angry, grabbed a piece of mud on the spot, and threw it from afar: "I'll go !!"

"Horn!"

The mud whistled in, showing no mercy, and accurately covered the face of the barefoot immortal: "Ah--――――――――"

At the critical juncture, the true anger dissipated in an instant: "Poof!!!!!"

Barefoot immortals, blood sprayed wildly, and an upside-down onion fell on the head, and "plopped" into the river at once.

Finally, the water of the Heishui River was also stained red with blood, and the barefoot immortal struggled, swimming, rolling, floating and sinking downstream: "Hum ~!!"

Zhu Dashao clapped his hands and sneered: "Dare to fight with me, you deserve to be unlucky!"