Dragon Vein Martial God

Although Zhao Yan has promised to help Jiang Ting collect stories, Zhao Yan's main purpose is to go on his way. Collecting stories is secondary to Zhao Yan. In Jiang Ting's opinion, when Zhao Yan arrives, it will be quite good to bring him 100 new stories.

Another, in the 100 pieces, some fabricated stories are thrown away, and some half true and half false ones are thrown away How many earthly thoughts can be provided for him is still two questions.

"I'm afraid ruthlessness means that it's very slow to collect worldly thoughts by simply relying on stories. I'm afraid it's the only way to point out and plan human tragedies..." Thinking for a while, Jiang Ting has a headache.

For some reason, he always felt that if he really relied on such a rapid decrease of stories to collect worldly thoughts, he might not be able to be promoted to the king of God in time for the grand meeting of the Royal Court of humanity.

And planning tragedy Although he is not a good man, he is not evil. He can't do something about it Maybe it's from his heart and some ridiculous kindness?

At the moment, Jiang Ting is thinking about whether there is a solution to both.

After about three breaths.

Jiang Ting, who is still meditating, suddenly raises his head and his eyes rise slightly Someone broke into his backyard.

If other people, he is directly a magic power to fight past, really think he is still as weak as before when he was refining his heart?

The reason why I didn't do it Because it was his neighbor who entered his backyard.

Later, the neighbor's son, Xu Qing.

"Why did the boy suddenly turn into my backyard? He's not as bear as he was when he was a child these years With a whisper, Jiang Ting slowly got up and walked towards the backyard.

As for here Although he left, he left a phantom. If someone wants to tell a story, his phantom is the same here.

No matter where it is, he can hear it.

With the departure of Jiang Ting, people here look at each other one after another.

It took a while for someone to say, "why did master Jiang suddenly leave? Didn't you listen to the story?"

"I don't think so? You see, he left an avatar there. It should be to let the avatar listen to the story instead of him. "

"You say, with the strength of master Jiang, how can you like to listen to stories and reward so many treasures? I always feel that there is something fishy about it. "

"No matter what, the treasure he gave is not fake It's really hateful. I had prepared two stories before, but they were all told! "

"Well, the main reason is that Mr. Jiang wants to listen to the stories that really happened. Otherwise, I can tell them for three days and three nights by myself Forget it. I'll go home and look at the records and see if I can find other records. Isn't it a tragedy? Without a story, I can't tell a new one according to what happened before! "

"That's right. Stories are all handed down by people There is no story. Just go to see what happened and turn it into a story Go together, go together

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Just walked to the backyard of the River Court steps suddenly a meal, as if already know the movement of the street.

But soon he shook his head slightly and didn't care He listens to stories, not collects them.

Although he can also explore information, but It's too much trouble. Moreover, if he collects stories himself, I'm afraid it will hinder the determination of all the people in the city to collect stories. It's no good.

It's just a little bit of benefit. Just wait for others to send the story.

Think of here, Jiang Ting steps to speed up: "little tiger, today how suddenly into my this other court."

Not in the garden.

A young man with a slightly immature face is standing under a big tree. As for the realm Well, I don't mention it. Anyway, it's not as high as Jiang Tinggao.

Huzi, um It is Xu Po, the son of Xu Qing, a neighbor of Jiangting.

Although Xu Qing is a teenager now, her simple face is not much younger than Jiang Ting But who let Xu Po grow up under the eyes of Jiang Ting?

Xu Po is quickly close to: "Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Ting's eyes suddenly picked: "Yo, the sun is coming out in the West today? The boy of Xu Qing's family is so polite today? "

No wonder Jiang Ting is like this. During his years here Xu Po has always been a bear child. Although he converges a lot with age, there are still some bears in his heart, just not as much as when he was a child.

To put it simply, Xu Po is still a bear child, but at the moment, Xu Po understands what is advance and retreat, knows what to do and what not to do, and is already sensible.

"Don't tease me, uncle Jiang. I've seen all the powerful people in the city. They are as good as kittens in front of you!"

As the voice dropped, Xu Po went to the back of Jiang Ting: "Uncle Jiang, do you have any unparalleled skills? Teach me two moves..."

After that, Xu Po began to use his fists Well, with a flattering smile, he began to help Jiang ting.Jiang Ting was stunned . unparalleled skill? He wants it, too!

Then, Jiang Ting quietly spit out two words: "no!"

Xu Po was slightly stunned, but he didn't get discouraged: "Uncle Jiang, you can't do this. You think about it. In the past few years, there were not many people talking to you. Do you think that every time I took the risk of being taught by my father, I would lie on the wall and chat with you? Think again... "

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth suddenly drew

This is the reason why he has not opened the prohibition before.

Although Xu Po was a bear at first, he would lie on the wall and chat with him in the middle of the night as time went by Well, although Jiang Ting usually chooses the left ear in and the right ear out as not hearing.

But I have to say that in those years In those years, Jiang Ting didn't have a good rest at all! After a day at the blacksmith's shop, Xu Po even bothers him when he comes home to have a rest at night.

When it's not easy to have a rest, I will be scared by the dragon in my dream

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting turned his head and sobbed: "little tiger, do you know? Now I think about it, what kind of life did I live in those years? I'm tired to death in the blacksmith's shop during the day. It's hard for me to come back to have a rest and be disturbed by you. It's not easy for me to live that day

Xu's action of breaking the hammer's shoulder was a sudden.

Then he began to hammer: "Uncle Jiang, please show me..."

Jiang Ting has not yet made a sound, Xu Qing's low drink suddenly sounded in the wall: "Xu Po!"

Xu Po immediately drooped his face: "Dad."

"Get back here!"

Xu Qing immediately drank low, and then looked at Jiang ting with an unnatural face: "master Jiang, please don't care, you know, this boy has been used to rambling since he was a child, this time I will teach him a good lesson!"