Divine Master Soaring The Heavens

Jian Hongling's body temperature rises, her pretty face is flushed, but her mouth is dull and painful.

"What's the matter?"

Jianwushuang was surprised and thought that jianhongling had an accident in the process of expelling magic poison.

Jian Hongling's eyelashes trembled and her breath was hot. Not only her cheeks, but also her arms and neck were all in pink.

She opened her eyes. It turned out that the cool eyes were watery. The sword was stunned. The sword Hongling was crying in her voice and said, "you, you go quickly. I'm controlled by the magic poison!"

is the essence of the moon simply unable to relieve illusory poison? Sword matchless facial expression a change, hurriedly way: "is the internal force that I transmit not enough?"

The sword has no pair of teeth. Regardless of the exhaustion of the body, it speeds up the speed of internal power transmission.

Qinliang's internal power came into the body. As soon as the sword Hongling was clear, he pushed away the sword and gasped: "the sword is unparalleled, you, you go first! I'm in an illusion. You'll hurt me if you stay here! "

Mirage?

Sword matchless one Leng, looking at the bed pretty face scarlet moving sword Hongling, the mind of heaven and man fighting, beauty so in front of me, is a man, I'm afraid will not be able to hold.

But in the end, he still had the upper hand. He knew that if he took advantage of others' danger and seized Jian Hongling's chastity at this moment, she would never forgive herself.

"Take care."

The sword matchless quickly draws back the hand, turns around and steps away.

unexpectedly, his loose hands, the moon essence of the sword red Ling suddenly became a passive water, and was quickly dispersed under the impact of the concentrated explosion.

Jade legs tightly twisted together, sword red Ling pretty face red, can't help!

Pretending that he could not hear the constant moaning behind him, he put his hand on the door and opened the door.

...

Wushuang rushes back to his courtyard and finally takes a long breath. At the critical moment, fortunately, he is determined to explode his watch, otherwise he will inevitably make an irreparable mistake.

"After this, I don't know if Hongling will pay any attention to me. However, it must be embarrassing to meet next time."

Jianwushuang shakes his head and does not think about this troublesome problem for the time being. There must be a way for the car to get to the front of the mountain. Let it be!

Walking into the courtyard, jianwushuang takes a look at the figure sitting under the tree crown. He calms down. His father is really OK. He really went back to three months ago!

Looking at the fallen figure, Jian Wushuang's lucky eyes flashed a trace of helplessness. This is a description of a decadent man in a grey robe, with a ragged beard, empty eyes and no sense of focus. He seems to have lost his soul. He holds the wine jar with one hand and drinks with his head up. He is Jian Qingyun, the father of Jian Wushuang.

Seeing his son coming back, Jian Qingyun wiped the wine stains on his mouth and said faintly, "the rice is in the house. Go and eat it yourself. If it's too cold, it's too hot!"

Well, I stepped into the room quietly.

"Although my father has never said that, I know that he became like this for the sake of that woman! I don't know why that woman is so cruel. She hasn't visited our father and son once in more than ten years! "

The food on the table was a meat and a vegetable. It was ok, but the sword was unparalleled. It was tasteless in his mouth. He was thinking about the woman, his mother.

"I don't have such a cruel mother!"

Jianwushuang grits his teeth. He once peeked at a picture scroll collected by jianqingyun. On the picture scroll is a gorgeous woman in a golden dress. Her temperament is proud and sharp, just like the tip of a knife. It seems that she can come out through the paper. Just looking at the eyebrows and eyes, jianwushuang has seven points in common. Jianwushuang knows that it is his mother, but he has never recognized it!

Over the past 14 years, only father and no mother have been living together in his world. How can he recognize her!

From Jian Qingyun's murmuring when he is drunk, Jian Wushuang knows that his mother is not dead, but has left their father and son. It's enough to know that, because she has a poor man who drinks all day and a poor child who has no mother's love!

That's 14 years!

With the passage of time, Jian Wushuang's heart gradually changed from hope to disappointment, and then to today's despair, he no longer has a trace of fantasy about that woman!

She's not coming back!

After scraping the rice in the bowl, Jian Wushuang's eyes turned red. He tried to put on a strong look, squeezed his fist tightly and said, "maybe your identity is so noble that I can't imagine it, so you can look down on our father and son.

But one day, I will ask you for justice. I will try my best to stand in a higher position than you just to tell you that you are not worthy to be a wife or a mother

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, jianwushuang immediately went back to his room, sat on the bed with his knees crossed, and began to meditate. He should cherish every inch of his time.

Strength! Sword matchless has never been so eager for strength!

"Well?"

After a long time, Jian Wushuang frowned slightly.

"indeed, there is no moonlight, and the speed of training is much slower. Although I can enter the perfect state at any time, the purity of heaven and earth is not as good as the essence of the moon."For the sake of efficiency, jianwushuang jumps down from the bed, pushes the door open and comes to the yard. He can't practice Qi. He's ready to practice boxing!

"Ho, Ho, Ho..."

Wushuang sword didn't use the inner strength, but simply practiced Chaoyang boxing with the body, so that we can better understand the details of Chaoyang boxing.

"Dawn in the East!"

"The dawn is coming!"

"The morning glow is coming!"

"Full of life!"

"All things come back to life!"

"Sunrise in the East!"

A complete set of boxing, sword peerless slightly breathed a breath, but his eyes showed joy.

With his amazing perceptual talent, he is confident that the Chaoyang boxing drill is perfect and flawless.

I don't know when Jian Qingyun turned his head and squinted at his unique boxing practice. At this moment, he saw Jian's unique complacency. Jian Qingyun hummed coldly: "it's just a show!"

"What's wrong with the watch?"

After hearing Jian Qingyun's words, Jian Wushuang was a bit unconvinced. In the outside world, everyone thought that Jian Qingyun was also a complete drunkard and a disgrace to the Jian family. But Jian Wushuang knew that his father was not so simple. He had a brilliant past!

However, he is not convinced that Jian Qingyun's boxing skills are just like his own. He thinks that his boxing skills have reached the extreme and there is no room for further improvement.

"What's the name of this boxing?" The sword green cloud light asks a way.

"Chaoyang boxing."

Sword matchless face strange, this kind of question also need to ask, every sword family's children have learned this Chaoyang boxing, it can be said that everyone knows.

"Where is the rising sun?"

Jian Qingyun drank all the wine in the jar and asked aloud.

At this moment, the blue cloud of the sword seemed to have faded its depressed appearance. There was a sharp edge between the eyebrows, which was very frightening.

"Where is the rising sun?"

Sword matchless frowns to repeat again, some don't know why.

"Well, you get up early tomorrow and go back to the peak. If you still don't realize it, it's out of your way."

Jian Qingyun sighed, holding the wine jar and hobbling back to the house.