Deity of the Cursed Sword

Lin Jingyu's throat continued to grunt, turned his head, and looked at Xiaofan behind him.

"Shock, shock feather?"

"Xiaofan."

"Jing Yu! Don't, don't come over!"

"Xiaofan! Don't run !!"

"..."

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After a riot.

Zhang Xiaofan lay breathlessly on the ground, Lin Jingyu cast his eyes on the winner. Chu Tian gave the two guys a fight with a big fritter.

"Well! You did very well! Here!"

Chu Tian threw the super-large fritters to Lin Jingyu. Lin Jingyu grabbed the fritters and chewed.

"Um! Good! Delicious! Delicious!"

"too delicious!"

Biting the big fritters bit by bit, Zhang Xiaofan on the ground pursed his lips, looking at Lin Jingyu, his mouth greedy.

Seeing this scene, Chu Tian reached into the bag behind him and took out a large pie, which is also the signature dish of Shanhaiyuan. Chu Tian shook towards Zhang Xiaofan: "Boy! Do you want to eat?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Chu Tian, ​​who was smaller than himself, and felt that Chu Tian's title was a bit strange, but he nodded and said, "Think!-But, but I can't beat Jing Yu."

"Who wants you to fight him? Run ten circles around your Caomiao Village, and I will give you—"

Before the words were finished, Zhang Xiaofan moved immediately. As if taking a stimulant, the languishment that had just been beaten by Lin Jingyu disappeared, and he quickly climbed up from the ground and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Around Caomiao Village, the first circle started ...

Carrying the bag, Chu Tian grabbed the pie, walked forward step by step, step by step, took a bite, muttered: let you run, you run, really speechless ...

…

After an hour.

Zhang Xiaofan came to Lin Jingyu breathlessly and said, "Jan Yu, what was that man just now?"

"Huh? Who?"

"The man who just gave you something to eat."

"Oh, he has long gone ..."

Zhang Xiaofan stood at the same place, at a loss, and said good cake. The more I tried, the more wronged I was, and I ran for five laps in vain, and looked at Lin Jingyu ’s oily and shiny lips. Thinking of the delicious pie, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were red, and he cried wowly ...

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At this time, Chu Tian, ​​the culprit, had already moved away from the two and was already halfway up the Qingyun Mountain.

To be honest, this thin arm and thin leg is too troublesome to walk. Chu Tian then moved his body directly with his mind, and his feet just moved in a pretense manner, but in fact did nothing.

In this way, Chu Tian slowly came to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, seven or eight disciples were chatting and discussing the gossip trivia of Qingyunmen. As a sad reminder of Shoushan disciples, standing here every day in a daze is too boring, so over time, this place has also become a breeding ground for Qingyun Mountain rumors. The disciples from different peaks exchange their information here.

"Why! Have you heard? Xiaozhu Feng has a large group of beautiful uncles who will never marry for life, what a pity!"

"What is this, tell you a secret Tian Zhufeng's first seat, he actually ..."

"What! Really fake?"

"... It's true!"

"What's this! Tell you, the Linger teacher and sister of Xiaozhufeng, I heard that Yuqing is fivefold, and that day's gift is really amazing! Maybe we, Qingyunmen, will enter the age of yin and yang ..."

"..."

Da da da--

Da da da--

Footsteps passed by several people. Several disciples of Shoushan suddenly turned their heads and found that a little boy walked past them. Carrying a big bag, holding a steamed bun with scallion oil.

Several disciples looked at each other, one ... child?

"Younger brother, what are you?" A disciple asked Chu Tian, ​​looking up and down.

A child of two or three years old, would actually be on Qingyun Mountain? Wonderful!

Chu Tian took a bite of the pie, and said in an old fashioned way: "I am here to worship the teacher!"

"Apprenticeship?"

"Well! It's just cultivation of immortals!"

Chu Tiansha nodded his head.

Several disciples of Shoushan already felt that their morality was almost gone. A two or three-year-old child, alone, carrying a bag to repair immortals. This ... seems a bit unbelievable, right?

Normal two or three year olds are still playing with mud!

And this child, speaking clearly, not panic and busy, seeing the stranger and calm down, it is too few! Several people were just about to ask what, but Chu Tian reached out and groped into the bag behind him.

Everyone looked at Chu Tian and thought, what the **** is this kid doing ...

A scent greeted us, and I saw Chu Tian took out a stack of scallion pancakes and handed it to several people: "Hey! Here you are, don't be polite!"

After speaking, it was like handing out cigarettes for later generations.

A disciple of Qingyun Gate held a big cake and froze for a long time, saying: "That, younger brother. We don't want your things. If you are a teacher, we will introduce you."

"Fuck! Don't want my things, are you looking down on me?"

"No no no! Absolutely not! Younger brother, absolutely absolutely not!"

"Then take it, be kind to me!"

"amount…"

A few people glanced at each other and thought it was a **** today.

How can such a child behave like an adult.

One of the disciples smiled politely and said, "Well, younger brother, then I will—"

Opening his mouth, the disciple bite on the pie and swallowed his stomach with a grunt. Just now I was about to say something, this disciple suddenly had white eyes and foaming in his mouth.

The whole person cramped suddenly!

then--

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the disciple fell to the ground.

"This,"

"Brother Li--"

Several disciples were so scared that this cake was poisonous?

What is the situation! ?

A few people looked at Chu Tian in front of him again. Such a small point is not like a murderer. It must have been poisoned by the demon demon!

Several people came to Chu Tian and said, "Little brother, brother, tell your brother, who did you meet before? Who gave you the cake?"

After talking, don't be afraid.

Chu Tian nodded and thought, after a long time, he finally raised his eyebrows and was excited!

"I thought of it!"

"Well! Who is it!" Several Qingyunmen disciples asked excitedly.

"I thought of it! It turned out that I got it wrong. This is a flatbread with three seconds of broken intestine powder. I should get another one! Sorry, I'm sorry ..."

"what?"

Several people opened their mouths.

The word killing a child came to the minds of several people. Chu Tian didn't give a few people time to react, his thoughts surged, and he punched out with one punch. Then they opened their mouths and each stuffed a flatbread ...

After seeing if there were any people around, Chu Tian found that no one saw his crime, and quickly rushed into the mind, leading directly to Xiaozhufeng ...

"Xiaoru! Xiaoyue! I'm here! Come and pick me up!"

"Several people were accidentally poisoned. Hurry up!"

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