Go to another world with the system

Chapter 750 The Swordsman (12)

From the Ling Xiaoxiao who only cares about love and hatred at the beginning, and who is drunk now and now, he has become this him who can understand other people's feelings.

The corners of Ling's mouth curled up with a smile: "Of course, who am I!"

With this smile, he became a sunny and happy big boy again. Nanzhao looked at the familiar smile on his face in the fragmented light and shadow, as if seeing another person through him, he suddenly realized something, and touched his chest , let out a long sigh.

"Boom, am I a little dull?"

hehe!This is Dong Dongdong's answer.

Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly lost his training partner, and he soon got tired of it. He communicated with the spiritual plants all over the mountains and plains, and even ordinary plants, but the Nirvana fruit seed still had no response. He poked it in a little frustration. that thing.

Nanzhao, who was hit by something, reappeared a few days later, and saw the son of an old friend squatting by the lake, as if thinking about whether to throw the seeds in.

Now every time he sees a smiling face, especially the eyes, he will be in pain because of his backwardness.

Ling Xiaoxiao was so familiar with this look, he patted Nanzhao on the shoulder very kindly.

"It's okay, I understand."

What do you know?Hairy kid!
"Don't look at me like this, if I were placed in the human race, I could be a grandfather!"

Ling smiled with a serious tone: "Isn't it just about love and love? Don't worry, you don't have to be sad for the loss and miss. After all," he said sincerely, "Even if you work harder, you will still strive for it." But my father!"

Does his father look like a wife and slave, is he capable of giving up his mother to others?
Although it was the truth, but the honest words were not pleasant to the ears, Ling Xiaoxiao was thrown out of Nanshang Kingdom.

Nanzhao pointed him to the north, and he suddenly felt that he was going to walk the path his mother had walked, which was quite special.

Beicheng is still covered with ice and snow, but Ling Xiaoxiao knows that there is an entrance to the real Beicheng where his grandparents were once frozen.

The power of Nuwa is the key to open the city gate.

The bright sky suddenly turned gray, and the spiritual energy in the air was covered by another strange atmosphere, which was warm, and somewhat intimidating, and it didn't match the icy atmosphere of the Nether City.

Ling Xiaoxiao stood on the barren land, and decided to head towards the aura that attracted him first.

On the way, he met a group of little ghosts.

Really ghost.

The one with blue face and long fangs is the same as the one in the mother's story. Ling Xiaoxiao finds it funny, and can see that they are shocked by the way they look at him, so he finds a chance to hide his figure, and when he reappears, he changes his appearance.

Although it was also a grimace, Master Keling's innate aristocratic temperament was not concealed by the illusion pill, and soon, a large group of younger brothers gathered around him.

This group of ghosts told him that they belonged to the demon family, and that the underworld housed souls, and it was in charge of reincarnation. In order to go up, he is as powerful as those monks outside, but his appearance is a bit different.

"Actually, I've seen this face a lot, and I think it's quite handsome, Brother Ling, don't you think so?"

No, it's because your aesthetics are finally distorted.

But this kid calls himself big brother?Hit the road!He has always been the youngest in the family, and even the bear in Tie Bi sometimes teases himself as a child, and finally turns over and sings, which he enjoys very much.

Most of the demons act more freely, and the principle is that whoever has the hardest fist has the final say. This is very similar to the West Wu Kingdom. It is not difficult for Ling Xiaoxiao to blend in, but gradually, he finds that these demons are different from those on the ground. People are fundamentally different.

They don't care about life and death.

(End of this chapter)