Man Huang Feng Bao

Since he wants to stand up, Ye Chuan is not soft.

After a violent beat, no matter whether Jinhua or the adviser is too imaginary, the white buttocks are all **** and walking.

"Tiandu Shidi, send the guest!"

Ye Chuan looked around and gave a cold voice, and turned and walked into the Ziyun hospital. He didn't look at Jinhua.

Behind him, Nan Tian was killed and led by one hand, and the **** Jinhua and He Taixu were pinched together and flew away, directly throwing these two incompetent guys at the foot of the mountain.

"Small... son, I... will not let you go...."

Jinhua gnashed his teeth, and the sound of screaming exhausted from far away.

Being so violently beaten in this way, his elite alchemy in the past has no face, and there is no way to mix it in the future. The hatred of Ye Chuan is as prosperous as the burning flame, and my heart secretly swears that he will not swear by smashing his bones!

"Things are big, go!"

"Without ten days and a half, Jinhua’s injury is about to recover, and the master can really dare to start. It seems that the Zongmen is going to change..."

People sneaked away and didn't dare to stay on Ziyun Peak for a moment.

This kind of violent attack by Ye Chuan is bound to cause a storm in the Zongmen, and even affect the overall situation.

Jinhua and his father, the alchemy master, will certainly not give up. Next, is it to pressure the criminal court to arrest Ye Chuan into the prison, or directly retaliate, or is it the first to stand up and remove the master of Ye Chuan?

People don't dare to think about it, hurriedly leave, Zhu Sijia is the same, with the fat man Zhao Dazhi quickly down the mountain, looking back at the antique Ziyun hospital, his face is dignified. After a moment of contemplation, I went straight to the mountain where my grandfather practiced. I wanted to tell the grandfather of the elders the first time and let him make plans.

"Masters are so courageous, they dare to start, but also specialize in spanking, even Jiajia...."

The fat man Zhao Dazhi didn't think so much, and he followed him behind Zhu Sijia and touched his ass.

It turned out that he thought he was beaten enough, and could not get out of bed for several days. Today, I saw Jinhua's **** buttocks. This made it clear that Ye Chuan was still merciful to himself. Looking at Zhu Sijia's way to the side of the hips, this reaction was unconsciously lost, and quickly slammed. The most taboo of the latter is to mention that the **** was slapped by Ye Chuan that night, and she was heard by her.

Sure enough, Zhu Sijia suddenly turned around, a pretty face covered with a layer of frost, "dead fat, what do you say?"

"Nothing."

The fat man quickly shook his head and saw Zhu Sijia staring at himself. He felt that he couldn’t change his mouth quickly. "I......., I mean, fortunately, the master is not playing my **** this time. No, no, he is a metamorphosis. Spanking. Oh, no, I......., ah, Jia Jia, my ears, light, light...."

On the forehead of the fat man, a drop of dripping Beans is sweating, and the stuttering becomes more and more tense. I still didn't speak a word, suddenly screamed like a pig, and my ears were quickly twisted by Zhu Sijia.

"Don't go, Ye Chuan that kid is so abominable, but also to find what Grandpa is doing for him? Hey, hehe...."

Zhu Sijia twisted the fat man's ear, remembering the slap on the wooden frame, his buttocks were beaten by Ye Chuan, and he was ashamed and angry, biting his teeth and licking his feet. But after a few clicks, I went to the mountain where my grandfather was, and went to report.

Ye Chuan is a disciple of Zongmen, but his head is not there. He has always been lost on the head. This time, I have fallen into such a big disaster. If Grandpa does not come out to help him, he will die!

"Jia Jia, since the master is so abominable, why should you help him?"

"Hey, who is going to help him? Grandma is worried that he will die too fast, and he must keep revenge and let him know that his grandmother is amazing!"

"Yes, yes, keep revenge, hey, Jia Jia, you lightly!"

.......

In the cold wind, the voice of Zhu Sijia and the fat man Zhao Dazhi came, and the two quickly went away. Qi gas, but I do not know why, Zhu Sijia still can not stand by.

On the high mountain top, watching the back of Zhu Sijia and the fat man, Ye Chuan smiled and flew off the treetop. Four rounds, check the various liquids that the two elders deployed, and then go back to the study and rehearse.

The military is five to six, this is an extremely important level for the military. Many people in this bottleneck are a lifetime, and they can never become a monk.

By the time of this bottleneck, Ye Chuan's cultivation speed has slowed down, and he has no intention of breaking through quickly. What he needs is not speed, but a solid foundation. It is necessary to steadily and steadily cultivate every realm to the extreme. However, I do not know why, after a few hours of cultivation, I still can't calm down, and I feel awkward from time to time.

"Is the heart demons coming? Or..."

Ye Chuan frowned, pondered for a while, did not force to continue to practice, but handcuffed a law, sacrificed the body of the Qinglian lamp.

I don’t know when it’s dark. When the lights are on, the study room is dark, and only the Qinglian lamp emits a faint glow. This light is not glaring, like a dimly lit oil lamp, but it is warm and calm on the body.

Ye Chuan gently touched the inscription on the Qinglian lamp. The oil lamp that was obtained in the Valley of the Killing God is not only a treasure, but also a piece of history and memory. Without this oil lamp, maybe he had already died in the Valley of the Gods, and he was completely lost. On the surface, the Qinglian lamp is not too different from the general oil lamp, but Ye Chuan has an intuition. This is a rare ancient treasure. Many mysterious places need to slowly explore and Feeling.

The buried burial in the Valley of the Gods is the vast ancient gods and gods. The power of the enchanting demon swallows the sky, and the Qinglian lamp that is obtained together in the tomb is certainly not simple!

"The lamp is in the soul, the lamp is extinguished..."

Ye Chuan muttered to himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground motionlessly, slowly, a faint shadow appeared from the top of his head, that is his soul. Turned around on the head and slowly drifted outward.

Yin night night tour!

Under the protection of Qinglian Lantern, Ye Chuan casts a secret sorcerer's spirit, ready to explore and see what makes him uneasy.

The martial arts practice is the body, the skin, the meat, the reinforcement, the bone, the periosteum, the viscera and the blood. Usually, only after entering the monk, can you cultivate a variety of magical powers. As a once-in-a-century sacred sage, Ye Chuan is different, knowing some unique secrets, and the martial arts can be ecstasy.

This secret is very mysterious, but it is also very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be scattered. Even if you don't encounter any demon, once the Qinglian lamp is gone, you can't come back, you have to become a living dead person who is unconscious.