"Where's your sword?"

"Sword, let Yilin's sister take the sword."

Yiqing looked at Wu Li's face with wry smiles, raised his sword and stabbed, "Senior and sisters, don't be fooled by silver thieves, Senior Brother Linghu is the first disciple of the Huashan faction, do you have the principle of abandoning swords and using spears? It must be the words of a thief to deceive."

"Yes, how could Senior Brother Linghu not use a sword?"

Hahaha……

"Poor anchor, just accept your fate."

Wu Li's gun dance and pear blossoms protected the whole body, and roared with extreme grief and anger, "Even if I'm covered in mouth, I can't tell."

Live it!

Netizens rolled while covering their laughing pained belly.

But to be honest, although these little nuns from Hengshan School have good swordsmanship, their sword formations are also extraordinary.But there is one thing. They are all nuns who are monks. They don’t even dare to kill a chicken. Except for a few elderly teachers such as Yi Qing, the others have no experience in combat at all, and the woods are not good. The formation gave Wu Li a chance to escape.

In an instant, just look at the body of our anchor's gun, and he used a white snake. The tip of the gun is like a snake spitting out its core, and the tail of the gun is like a giant python. , left and right take, a tear to kill.

"Stop him!" Jiao Qing covered his red wrist and shouted proudly.

"Junior sisters, I am really Linghu Chong."

"Shut up, you damned silver thief, how can Guigui Chongchong be my senior brother from the Huashan faction? When our master rescues the junior sister and comes back, I want you to look good!"

Wu Li was furious and cursed inwardly, you little nuns are not being unreasonable, the heroic dragon swung up, collapsed a piece of sword, stabbed it at the waist, was about to stab it, and turned to the side.

Liu Zhengfeng washes his hands in the golden basin, if I stab the nun from Hengshan here, I will definitely cause trouble when I go back.After thinking about it, I didn't bother with them, used the secret technique of Liuhe big spear, came and rode the dragon on the road, and killed him abruptly from the pile of nuns.

Yi Qing stepped forward with his sword in his hand, and wanted to stop him, but as soon as he touched the tip of the spear, he fell on his back and threw his pretty face into the rotten leaves, smearing his face in black and white.

Wu Li went out to the sword formation and looked back, and when he saw her looking up, he broke out laughing, "Good Junior Sister, please find a small stream to clean it up, and we will see you in Hengshan City." The falling pine tower was kicking on Yiqing's pretty arm, leaving a mad laugh all the way into the woods, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Sister, are you alright?"

Yiqing lay on the ground in shame and resentment, her face was covered with dead branches and leaves, and the little butt was so hot that she wanted to kill her.

"Silver thief, I won't let you go!" His voice was shrill, and his voice was decisive, just like that June Feixue Dou'e was wronged.

Wu Li turned his head and touched his nose, "As for you, you have wronged me like this, so I'll fight back?"

In the live broadcast room that was full of laughter, netizens were all laughing badly.

"Anchor you bitch, can a girl's ass be touched casually? You are responsible for touching it."

Whoever said I touched it, I didn't touch it at all.

"Yes, you didn't touch it, but you did. It's more ruthless than touching it."

Hahaha……

"I bet Yiqing will remember him for the rest of his life."

"Hey, a tiger's butt can't be touched, and a nun's ass can't be touched."

Not to mention how these bastards in the live broadcast room made fun of our anchor, Tian Boguang who captured Yilin was really not happy.Looking at the entire Xiaoao Jianghu, in addition to Dongfang Invincible, even if you bring Fangzheng Chongxu Zuo Lengchan, you can't catch this silver thief.In terms of light gong, it can definitely be ranked in the top three.

At the beginning, Master Dingyi could still see the shadow, and the effort of a cup of tea disappeared.If you want to chase it, you can't find it.

Tian Boguang got rid of Ding Yi's pursuit, and stopped with a laugh, "Little nun, don't panic, my brother will find a place to marry you."

"Is it?"

"Who, who is talking?"

Chapter 847 Tian Boguang's infinite sorrow and anger

Tian Boguang pulled out the kidnapper in a panic, and the strong man who could follow him silently, without being discovered by him, knew how terrifying it was with his feet!

The sun shines on the dark woods, reflecting a weather-beaten face, and large drops of cold sweat fall down the forehead to the beard, and then down the beard to the ground, splashing the dead leaves.

Tian Boguang is in his 30s this year. He can't be called handsome, but he can't be called ugly either.If it is put into modern times, it will definitely attract a group of little girls to call him uncle and become a star-like character.But in Xiaoao Jianghu, he was a silver thief, a silver thief that everyone called to fight.

"Who is it?" Tian Boguang, who had not been able to answer for a long time, kept swallowing his saliva, and silently expressed his nervousness in his slowly moving throat.

Yilin stood on the side and blinked strangely. Unlike Dongfang Invincible, this cute girl looks similar to Hinata Hinata in Naruto. She is soft and weak. Anyone who sees it will feel pity.Even if the bald head is maddened, it does not reduce the purity, but has a kind of holiness like the snow in the spring.

Seeing her, as if the whole person will be washed.Maybe because of this, Tian Boguang would follow her willingly?But now, poor Otada wouldn't think about that, he was terrified.

"Who is the master here, please come and see."

"What's the matter with you?" Yilin asked weakly. "There's no one around. Can you let me go? It's too late, the master will be anxious."

"Shut up!" Tian Boguang gave her a hard look, and in an instant, a muffled sound like a thunder exploded into the ear socket.

Gudong!

"You... did you hear anything?"

"No."

"Really not?"

"The monks don't lie, and the Buddha will blame if they talk in a panic."

A huge drop of cold sweat slid across his cheeks, Tian Boguang's whole body is not well, he can hear it, but the little nun can't hear it, his grandma's, the sound transmission is secret!

Lao Tzu was targeted by a peerless master?

Who, Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple, or Chongxu of Wudang School?No, it can't be them.

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