Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"No, does he look like such a cruel man?" The girl whispered, but the strange tone made Wen Huan get goose bumps all over.

"It's not like..." Wen Huan said coldly, "because you are."

"Oh, he is different from others." The girl thought of the man's murderous appearance at that time. A strange figure appeared in her eyes and said to Wen Huan.

Wen Huan suddenly felt refreshed and said in a burst of surprise: "Hey, who else can get into your eyes? If I remember correctly, your requirements for your future partner are: to be good-looking. To be a man, not to be as weak as a woman, at least to beat you. To have connotation, not to be like a big iron pimple. HMM... You call Shengyang a reckless man, and posian a Niang gun Yumiaro is even more a waste. In addition, I think, who else in this heaven can meet your requirements. "

Wen Huan broke his fingers and counted. Suddenly, his eyes stared round, stared at the girl and asked, "can't you say you don't like your father?"

"Get out." The girl grabbed a book at hand and threw it at Wen Huan. She said angrily, "he is not famous in the world of heaven, so you don't know him."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so good." Wen Huan glanced at the girl strangely.

Seeing that Wen Huan's eyes were wrong, the girl immediately opened her eyes angrily and asked, "Wen Huan, what dirty things are you thinking in your mind?"

"What's dirty?" Wen Huan asked innocently, "what can meet your requirements, except those who are ranked in the heaven, aren't they all hidden experts? If I remember correctly, all the people who are closed in the heaven now look like bad old men."

Wen Huan said, rubbing his chin, deeply convinced and said, "but it's not unreasonable. The older a man is, the more delicious he is. So, am I looking for a wife in the wrong direction? It's really difficult to find a young and meaningful girl. It seems that I should look for a woman who has been precipitated by years."

As soon as his voice fell, he saw the girl pounce on him, fiercely pinch his neck, shake it constantly, and said, "Wen Huan, die quickly."

"Cough, I'm wrong, wrong. Wen Huan quickly raised his hands and surrendered." don't shake my aunt. My neck is almost broken. Be careful. Your father asked you to match me later. "

The girl stopped, returned to her chair and waited for Wen Huan angrily.

"Cough, you are so cruel." Wen Huan coughed several times before he calmed down again and said to the girl.

The girl wrinkled her delicate Joan's nose and said coldly, "it's still light. How about going to see him with me?"

"I dare not. Later, your sweetheart thought I robbed a woman with you and slapped me to death." Wen Huan refused angrily.

The girl stared at Wen Huan again and said, "don't worry, he can't kill you. His strength is not strong. Now it's just the ninth realm."

"What?" Wen Huan's mouth was open. His eyes were almost falling out of his eyes. He asked incredulously.

The girl replied disdainfully, "so what? People are still young now. If I'm right, they should be only in their twenties. Cultivate them well. Maybe they can have divine king level strength in the future."

"Twenty?" If the girl's words just now are like someone telling him that the emperor of heaven is a demon family, the girl's words now are like someone telling him that the heaven is a huge fantasy, which makes him feel extremely absurd.

"Hey, although it's common for old cattle to eat tender grass in the sky, your tender grass is too tender." Wen Huan grinned and still couldn't accept what the girl just said.

When the girl saw Wen Huan's expression, she suddenly drank coldly and asked, "Hey, Wen Huan, what's your tone? Can't I like younger boys?"

"Younger?" Wen Huan immediately lost his smile and lay on the girl's bed, beating the bed shop constantly. He couldn't breathe with laughter.

The girl's cheeks bulged like two eggs. She put her hands on her hips and turned her head to one side.

"Your point is too big, ha ha ha..." Wen Huan slowed down after a while, but when he thought of the girl's words, he couldn't help laughing and said.

"Hello, Wen Huan. I can warn you. I didn't say anything about this. If you dare to say it, we won't even have to be friends." The girl stared at the laughing Wen Huan and said coldly, but her cheeks were already red.

Wen Huan did it again, coughed, resumed his seriousness, and asked, "I ask you, if your sweetheart already has a sweetheart?"

"So what? Can there be a better looking girl in the world than me?" The girl straightened her chest and said proudly.

Wen Huan glanced up and down at the girl, but saw the girl's fierce eyes. He quickly swallowed the "that may not be" that had reached his mouth and said, "if you like you just because you look good, you may not like such a man?"

The girl patted her head and said anxiously, "yes, but... I don't know anything about him. What can I do?"

"Oh, come on." Wen Huan lay on the girl's bed with his hands behind his head and said strangely, "come on, I'll sleep first and call me when you're ready to start."

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Shacheng is adjacent to Chuncheng, which is located in the north of emperor palace and Tianshan Mountains.

Because the name of Shacheng is particularly unknown, the word Shacheng is changed to sand. Here is the origin of Shacheng.

Therefore, in the sand city, Yang Xuan didn't see the sandstorm he imagined, but a city full of iron blood.

In the sand city, Yang Xuan saw the most mercenaries coming and going, as well as all kinds of weapon shops and armor shops. Just like its name, this is a city full of iron blood, war and killing. Compared with the spring city, where life seems relatively leisurely, there are many more experts here. Perhaps part of the reason is the reputation of killing God in those years.

Yang Xuan and Yu Qingcheng walked towards the center of Shacheng.

The general temple in Jiangcheng is in all directions, representing the seriousness and iron law in the army. The spring sacred wood in the spring city represents the vitality of the spring God. The killing temple in the Shacheng known as the sword Pavilion represents the ultimate killing.

It is a tall building hundreds of meters tall. The whole building is like a long sword inserted into the ground. Coupled with the blood red color, it makes people feel extremely depressed. Even after staying around the sword Pavilion for a long time, I will feel the killing intention floating in my heart.