Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 117 [Seven Kills of the Netherworld] (Addition )

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Da Zhuguo paused for a moment, then turned and went back to the room.

But suddenly turned around, looked at the ruins that had been washed away by the giant dragon, fell silent for a while, and said:

"The quality is still not good enough. Someone must have cut corners, or...they have been dragged out and buried?"

Long Teng Wanli entered Wudang.

At this point, the world is in trouble again.

All of a sudden, forces from all sides, younger generations, and bigwigs gathered and rushed to Wudang one after another.

The spies were also very active.

The secret letter was never sent, but heads fell to the ground.

In the past few days, Xu Fengnian and Hong Xixiang have grown very tired of eating pigeons.

The pigeons that can't finish eating are sent...

Hong Xixiang is curious, and Wudang pigeons have always been quite a lot.

But I don't know where His Royal Highness got so many pigeons.

And each of them is an excellent top grade, its flying speed is much faster than ordinary homing pigeons.

On Wudang Mountain, monsters, monsters and monsters gathered together.

Beiliang Prince's Mansion has been visited by people continuously in the past few days.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going!
Most of them are people with lofty ideals who are famous all over the world.

Self-proclaimed that he is talented, capable of dealing with the affairs of the world, and setting the will of the world.

The dragon takes off, and the future of Beiliang can be expected.

Therefore, people continue to come here, wanting to join in and show their strengths.

But they were turned away by Dazhu Kingdom one by one, and there were no visitors.

If there is a forcible intruder, break the legs, tie them to the ponytail, drag them on the long street, and throw them out of Lingzhou.

Even so, there are still many people with lofty ideals gathered in front of the daily mansion.

I believe that with his talent and determination, he will definitely be able to enter the government.

Compared with the number of diners, these days, there are more than a hundred times the number of people who abuse Beiliang.

Spit stars are flying all over the sky.

In the barracks, Chen Zhibao had already begun training his troops vigorously.

With the flying dragon in the sky, morale soared.

Mo Bing Lima, Bing Ge robbing.

The dragon entered Wudang, which has pushed Wudang to the forefront.

Everyone in the world knows that the eldest son of Beiliang, the second son of Beiliang, has been in Wudang for half a year.

In this way, when the dragon enters Wudang, there will be further guesses.

In just a few days, there was an endless stream of assassins.

Even so, Xu Fengnian was never disturbed at all.

Everything is borne by his brother Xu Qianqiu alone.

In order to avoid disasters, Hong Xixiang no longer grazes cattle all over the mountains.

During the whole day, I practice martial arts with Xu Fengnian in Xixiangchi.

The young master uncle, dedicated himself to his responsibilities, became a shit shovel officer, feeding poultry and tigers.

It's a great job.

A different kind of life experience made his cultivation of the Dao of Heaven seem to be more complete.

Xu Fengnian's realm continued to break through, but he still couldn't see through this little Taoist priest.

Unfathomable!

That's the case, every time the second son punched and kicked, the junior master uncle never fought back, he put his head in his hands and muttered begging for mercy:

Don't hit people in the face, kick people and don't kick birds!
Another day of eating pigeons.

At the beginning, the two were shocked by the delicacy in the world.

Now, it's hard to swallow.

The old Taoist came to eat a few times, but he didn't come anymore.

Hong Xixiang, who had no father, no mother, no brother, no sister, and no relatives since he was a child, suddenly said with emotion:

"His Royal Highness is so kind to you. Outside the Xixiang Pond, there are many storms and chaos, but he always protects you from the wind and rain, allowing you to practice martial arts with peace of mind, without any disturbance."

Xu Fengnian curled his lips and said, "He beat me up a lot when he was a child, and these should be regarded as compensation for my spiritual damage."

The little Taoist held back for a long time, followed his example, rolled his eyes, and said:
"This is a common saying among people, you don't know your blessings when you are born in blessings. In fact, you know in your heart that he is doing it for your own good. Since you have practiced martial arts, you should know what he wants."

Hearing this, Xu Fengnian was silent for a long time.

He has long been aware of tempering his muscles and bones.

Now that he is practicing martial arts and gradually entering this path, he knows that what his elder brother did in the past was really well-intentioned.

I was moved in my heart, but kept silent.

The dead duck said stubbornly: "It's simple. When I travel in the rivers and lakes in the future, when I meet a beautiful woman, I will tie some back and give it to him. My brother has no hobbies and is lustful."

Hong Xixiang nodded, and recalled in his mind the scene of the cold and pretty girl leaning against the wall while His Royal Highness Shizi was laughing.

The seven emotions and six desires are common to all people in the world.

Your Royal Highness, only loves beauty.

Six or seven days have passed, and there has been no news from the palace.

Holy decree?

That thing doesn't seem to be working.

No matter who comes, I'm afraid they will be charged with falsely preaching the imperial decree and will be sent to the prison to be executed.

In Beiliang prison, I don't know how the Sui Zhu princess is doing.

Where there are cockroaches and fleas, at night, maybe you are not used to sleeping?
However, Xu Qianqiu believes that after a long time, this will not be a problem.

Before the tour, his younger brother Xu Fengnian was also spoiled and spoiled, his feet never got muddy.

After three years of traveling, let’s see it again now?
In the courtyard, Qingniao stood with his gun closed, sweating profusely.

Just at this time, a handkerchief soaked in warm water was handed over to him.

Qingniao raised her head, was startled, and hurriedly said: "How dare you work personally, Young Master!"

Xu Qianqiu wiped her face, and said: "I am also a mortal, not the body of the ninety-five supreme beings, why can't I wipe the face of my bedmate?"

"The blue bird dare not!"

This silly girl is just too old-fashioned.

If it was a sweet potato, at this moment, he would have already brought his face closer.

Blue Bird fiddled with the spear in his hand, feeling more and more comfortable.

With this gun in hand, you can be a king kong and fight against the sky!
On that day, the dragon soared thousands of miles and came through the sky. She was the closest person and could see it most clearly.

The dragon beard is so real.

The breath of the giant dragon rushed towards his face, messing up his ears and hair.

Blue hair flying.

The dragon flew down, and it was the spear.

On the reclining chair, Qingniao gently squeezed his shoulders, Xu Qianqiu closed his eyes and meditated.

Suddenly said: "The Nether Seven Killers, has there been any news recently?"

The Nether Seven Kills are the two guardians of the first floor in the world.

"My lord, news came from Emperor Wudi City a few days ago that ghost trails appeared, suspected to be heading north.

Seven kills... It's been a long time since there was any news. "

Xu Qianqiu suddenly opened his eyes and said: "It's okay, Seven Kills has always been cautious in its actions. If it weren't for this, I would not have given such top secrets to him."

Xu Qianqiu paused slightly when mentioning Netherworld.

That little girl, oh...

When her realm reaches a higher level, she must give it a try and help her see the light again.

Walking in the dark, floating with nothing to rely on.

No one can understand the boundless horror.

Back then, the little girl's eyeballs were gouged out, every time Xu Qianqiu thought about it, she would itch with hatred.

The people of the past have been killed by him, and none of them survived.

Every time I think about it, I still feel uneasy.

Seeing that the young master was not in a good mood, Qingniao remained silent, pinched his shoulders softly, and did not say a word.

After a long time, the floating leaves fell.

With two fingers clamped, looking at the withered and fallen leaves in his hand, he said slowly: "Send a message to Youming, let her come to Beiliang, this year, celebrate the New Year together in the manor."

"Yes!"

In the next few days, it is rare to be free.

A corner of the house was scraped off by a giant dragon. His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven planned to go to the Big Lotus Peak, Wang Xiaoping's site, to chop some purple bamboos and repair them.

Holding the knife, he set off.

Wherever he passed, many little Taoist priests on the mountain were frightened.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

Everyone in Wudang knew that the son of Northern Liang had gone mad again.

Unaware of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, he took the machete and went to the Great Lotus Peak to challenge the sword idiot Wang Shishuzu.

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