Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 14 This day's Demon Dance is not yet home

"I'm going!"

Unintentionally straightened his body, nodded to Qi Lin, and opened his sleeves: "It is an honor to come to me for a few miles to come to me for a thousand miles."

Unintentional fell in the yard, the moon white robe with the glamorous face attracted everyone's eyes.

"Stinky!" Xiao Si snorted coldly.

"I think you feel that you are not intentionally look better than you, jealous."

But noticing that Xiao Si was about to kill, he closed his mouth with interest and retracted his head back.

"Count your knowledge." Xiao Si didn't care about this silly boy anymore, turned his head to look at Qi Lin, surrounded by the pigeons, and asked: "Hey, Gong Jin Xiangong is not easy to deal with.

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Qi Lin waved unwillingly: "Why should I go down?"

"Isn't it your friend?" Xiao Si looked at Qi Lin's leisurely look, which was very surprised. He thought Qi Lin would ignore all protection and unintentional.

"Unintentional is my friend, but not my son." Qi Lin said slowly: "He is an adult, knows what he wants to do, and knows what he should do. All I want to do is to ensure that he will not become this vortex

I can't control everything other than that. "

"Have you ever heard of Kunlun, that's a very cold and cold place. The snow falls all year round, and the snow will not turn over for thousands of years. I have practiced the sword for six years there. My heart has long been as cold as the snow in Kunlun Mountain.

It's useless for me. "

Jinxian was amazed by half, half derogatory.

Unintentionally did not look back, but the ridicule was more hurting people than the most sharp knives in the world.

Qi Lin still didn't move.

"Understand, understand a little!"

"Don't call me the prisoner, but the prisoner can only be called in the palace." Jin Xian laughed softly and pointed at the sky silently.

"I want to take someone away, ask me first!"

Qi Lin was humbled a few words. At that time, he jumped as a newspaper undercover magic religion. In order to cover up his blue light swordsmanship, he learned the martial arts of the magic religion.

"Lei Jiabao is also a famous family. Why did you get out of you like such a small rammer?" Xiao Si glanced at the silly white sweet Lei Wuxi and didn't want to talk to him.

Unintentionally, just continue to walk away.

"Don't look!" Xiao Si hurriedly carried himself, "This monk really evil door!"

Qi Lin's opinion of the Demon Dance just now, at least more than 80 % of the people who cultivate magic skills.

"You came to me for tea that year, but now you are here to kill me." Unintentionally put away a smile instantly, and his eyes were cold.

"Brother Qi is a good person!" Lei Wuxi didn't understand what Qi Lin said just now, and was anxious to defend him.

"Just go there!" I was so annoyed that I was so annoyed: "I'm not used to handing my life into others, so I can only reject the kindness of Gong Jinxian."

"Do you know this kind of evil technique?" Xiao Si looked at Qi Lin's eyes even more weird.

"Our account, wait for it again!"

Qi Lin touched his nose, staring at the unintentional figure and laughed: "But the unintentional dance is just starting from the desire, it is too shallow, I haven't practiced home at all."

The free heart bell was suddenly flicked by his sword.

"He really wants to kill the heart, don't you help it?" Xiaoce frowned.

"When the Buddhist scriptures have clouds, when Sakyamuni is conscious, the heavens are afraid, send eight women, dance around Shakyamuni, and want to be practiced.

The suffering of reincarnation forever. "

"I'm wrong!" Xiao Si moved his body calmly, "You are more evil than inadvertently."

But his snow sword just revealed the blade, and suddenly he stopped in front of the king and grandson.

For a moment, the inadvertent appeared in the yard. Every white figure danced in different postures, but he could not see the face bluntly.

Without a smile, the temperament of the evil charm reached its peak, and the long sleeves waved.

A voice says gently in his ear, it's better to understand it like this ...

"Gong Jinxian." Unintentionally changed his name, and still respectfully respect.

"This is the truth!" Xiaoce nodded and suddenly gave birth to a little loneliness. He suddenly remembered the dead uncle Wang.

Jin Xian stunned, looking at those eyes, feeling that the whole person's thoughts seemed to be spreading ...

"break!"

Then he took two steps back and laughed. "The father -in -law's heart is like a rock."

"The so -called heavenly devil is confused, and the desire for color is only the shallow level. You can use your parents to warmly depend on it, make it angry with the death of relatives and friends, and use his wife and children to make it big ..."

At this time, the first -to -first -first -first -in -one Sun couldn't hear it. He danced a knife in his hand and drank: "Grandpa Jinxian, don't be too much."

Then he pierced his sword, with the cold from the snow mountain.

"All the people in the world can turn into dance, the brought the coming, and never resurrect."

I really want to let him dance the Demon Dance, that is, the monks who have to sink.

"Great Supervisor." Unintentional hands folded together, and slightly dangled to salute.

Said, look at Jinxian inadvertently, and laughed: "Since the father -in -law came for me, please ask the father -in -law to go out!"

With no intention of closing his hands, he laughed: "Qi Lin is Qi Lin, others ..."

"Then what is the practice in your eyes?" Xiao Si looked at Qi Lin weirdly.

"Unintentional, you use this magic dance to deal with my eunuch, just to give the blind people with eyes!" Jin Xian did not avoid his eunuch status at all: "If there is no other ability, go to die!"

Qi Lin talked with his fingers, and he looked very familiar.

"How? You can't cut it this time?"

Jinxian finally pulled out his sword. At that moment, everyone in the temple felt the bitter chill of Sen Han, and where the sword Feng Fengqi was referred to, he instantly condensed.

He didn't finish his words, but the smile on his face already showed everything.

"The order in the palace, I have to listen, but keep your life, I can still do it." Jinxian began to move forward.

Jinxian Yangtian was sword, and the frost was scattered, turning into a sword gas overflow, and instantly tore up the barrier of the Demon.

Jin Xian's face was expressionless, but he held the hilt.

Leapless, double sleeves like flying wings, dancing robes, just like God.

"You ..." Wang Ren and Sun lost all his strength, couldn't even hold the knife, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

In his childhood, the pain of the city's death appeared again.

Grandpa Jinxian said coldly, "Dead!"

Inadvertently closed his hands, the whole body showed a huge bronze clock fantasy full of scriptures.

"Okay, the Demon Dance requires eight people, but you danced it alone. You are indeed a genius, but this dance is still too deserted."

"That's not what you said to that Qi Lin." Jinxian stopped, with a half-smile on his face.

"What's wrong?" Lei Wujie frowned slightly, but felt nothing.

He was surprised for a moment and had no intention of seizing the opportunity. His eyes flashed with golden light and he used the inner demon lure.

"not good!"

Jinxian still didn't buy it, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm really not used to you being so polite. Where is the little friend in white who had tea and discussed Taoism with me that year?"

Although he didn't learn, he also learned a lot.

Jinxian said loudly: "I heard that you have learned the thirty-two secret techniques of Rakshasa Hall. Let me see it!"

Eunuch Jinxian's sword pierced the bronze bell, but stopped an inch from Wu Xin's chest.

Wang Rensun swung the sword with all his strength, and the sword energy filled the space in front of him in an instant, even squeezing out the air.

Wu Xin pulled away and retreated, Jinxian's frost energy hit him from all directions, almost wrapping him up and freezing him into an ice sculpture.

Qi Lin suddenly appeared in front of Wu Xin, with the Changhong Sword coming out, the fire blazing into the sky, and the shadow of the dragon flying around.

Then, the frost and snow disappeared, and Jinxian retreated.

Whisper for support!

(End of chapter)