The Immortal’s Poison

Chapter 39 Hunren

Although Qin Cong is rash and rude, he is not overbearing. Otherwise, the scabbard that struck Wen Leyang just now will not lose its magical powers.

He also sincerely admires Wen Leyang. In his view, Wen Leyang is an ordinary person, but his strange skills are not inferior to himself, and he is more knowledgeable than himself. People know that after entering the trend, they are Tibetan. There is still a break behind the Tibetan potential. I don't know this one who practiced 'Positive Power'.

At first Qin Zhuo didn't plan to go to Jiuding Mountain, but he wanted to find a place to ecstasy himself, but in any case, his heart was filled with depression, but there was no way to dismiss except the knife to vent his anger, but he didn't expect his hatred. The mood is just in line with the mood from entering the trend to Tibet.

Entering the trend is to dissolve the heaven and the earth into the sword. To put it bluntly, it is a word of 'borrowing', borrowing the momentum from the heaven and the earth; while the Tibetan is to abandon the original heaven and earth, and use your own sword to shape the environment. 'Word, self-created world, claiming to be a square circle, under the sword, only I am respected. From borrowing to making, the most important breakthrough is to forget the original world. Qin Zhu could n’t wait to forget how ugly he was, and his cultivation in the golden nest has already put it into the trend. After reaching the extreme, it was able to break through in just a few days.

Cultivators, every time they break through a layer of exercises, their minds will go to a higher level, so no matter whether they are big or small rabbit monsters or astrology awls, none of these peerless strong men are old monsters that are not carefully thought out, of course, Wen Leyang's exercises are unique, not in this list ...

Qin Zhuo ’s mind seemed to become a little more active after he became a Tibetan. Wen Bucao was not a sect of cultivating, and he set up a world with poison. In Wufu Zhengdao ’s eyes, he was simply a non-influential family. How could marry the pearl on the palm to Wen Leyang, and these Qin cones did not expect it at all. Qin Zhuo figured out this joint, and saw a glimmer of hope before he went to Jiuding Mountain, hoping for the 19th to fulfill the appointment.

Qin Zhui ’s words sometimes showed the joy of juvenile sentiment; the time when Zhongzheng Hongliang brought the joy of the breakthrough of the practice method; sometimes he was low and negative and could not conceal the sadness of infatuation, but he never felt that he was talking about men and women. Tweaking, two feelings of mutual love, has always been bright and upright, male and female love, since ancient times has been human nature!

After Wen Wen didn't listen, he let out a long sigh of relief, stretched his fingers and stood on the opposite side, his expression has returned to the indifferent nineteen: "Girl, this is what you are wrong ..."

Before his lengthy discussion, he shook his head and interrupted at nineteen: "It's useless to say more." Then he lifted his clear eyes and gave Qin Zhuo a deep look: "I was seriously injured to save Wen Leyang's sweetheart. If you do n’t want to date, let him fight for me! "

Wen Leyang's eyes lighted up. He had already stood on the same line with Qin Zhuo, and he looked at Nineteen with fierce eyes: "I'll play for you, if I lose, you can keep the contract and don't regret it!"

She nodded her head at nineteen and smiled comfortably. Her appearance was not as stunning as that of Chang Tan, not as clear as Xiao Yi, not as flamboyant as Mu Mu, nor as awkward as I see it. It seems to be just a common woman, but when you look closely, the delicate and well-proportioned ones that are easily overlooked will sway the inscrutable things that can't move your eyes.

At this time, even the old-fashioned unhappy monk and several old ladies laughed, and after a period of time, they all had a good impression of Nineteenth, but there was always a layer between Wen Bucao and the girl in the word palace. The mist full of taste of conspiracy has kept them vigilant. It would be a happy event if the lovers of Nineteen and Qin Zhu eventually become dependents.

The old rabbit demon is not happy to ring the chest, and gave 19 tickets: "Relax, girl, if Xia Laohe and his second child do not agree, they are in trouble, I will rule it for you, and the Temple of Mercy will also rule it for you! "He stabbed the priest of Xizhi who was beside him." Lao Tu Yao Bu Le has been hiding his identity in the Great Compassion Temple. No one knows his status except the abdication and the abbot of good deeds. However, after the battle of crying Buddha, the host of the Compassion Temple also understood By the way, this bald old man who claims to be unhappy is the real big boss.

Hesitated for a moment, some crying and laughing, nodded reluctantly. After all, the monks in the Daci Temple are monks, and now they want to help others grab their wives.

Everyone knows that Wen Leyang will definitely lose, in Wen Bucao

In the opinion of everyone in the grass, Nineteen is to find a step for everyone to understand, but the nineteenth shook his head again: "You, you are too small to look at him." Clicked Qin cone.

Sure enough, Qin Zhuo strode to Wen Leyang in a striking and resolute tone: "If you deliberately let me be seen by me, I will kill myself on the spot! Qin Zhuo is a believer, and he will do it!

Wen Leyang gave a sigh of surprise, and before he could speak, Qin Zhuo continued: "If you let me deliberately, and I don't see it, let me break down the meridians, the blood freezes into ice, and the bones split But he will not die for ten years! Qin Zhuojing loves her, and hopes to travel with her all over the world, and regenerate a few dolls to practice with me, but you ca n’t rely on you to let me! If you have a surname of Wen, do n’t let me. Qin is never afraid of losing, only that he is not happy enough to lose! "

No one thought that Qin Zhu actually swears by cursing himself that Wen Leyang would not cheat.

Wen Leyang hey, pointed at him for a long time, and then scolded fiercely: "You are such a holy person!"

The old rabbit demon sneered halfway: "Look, I'm right."

In the eyes of Nineteenth, a flash of disappointment quietly flashed, a little helpless, but this is the character she loves.

Qin Zhuo laughed: "I won't win you, I will stay here. It's a big deal to practice him for a few years, sooner or later I will win you!"

Wen didn't do it and directly spit on the ground: "Hun people, you don't want to think about it, this file is empty, I married Wen Leyang in 19 years!" The words just fell, and suddenly four eyes colder than the ice knife , From the eyes of the two most beautiful girls in the village, slashed into his face.

Qin cone surface was ruthless, directly raised the Tang knife in his hand: "Fight first, then say!" Then he slashed straight and cut mercilessly towards Wen Leyang.

Wen Leyang understood what Tibet is all at once! In the sword of Tang, there is a tendency of heaven and earth, blooming with one sword, under this sword is the world of Qin cone! Either retreat and escape Qin Zhuo's world drawn with a knife; or enter, with the wrong fist and the opponent. If Wen Leyang did not reshape his bones under the Jiuding Mountain, he can't stop the knife now.

Although the sharpness of Qin Cone's blade is violent and sharp, in the eyes of Wen Leyang, it is always a point slower. For both monks and warriors, the difference between this point is enough to determine life and death, enough to practice for a hundred years! But Wen Leyang was also very depressed. He had just reshaped his body and had not mastered his own strength. He had wanted to shake the house just now, but it all burst into powder. I was afraid that Qin Zhuo would be hurt by a shot. If it was really only hurt, Wen Leyang murmured, fearing that he would blow Qin Zhuo out with a punch.

This line is only worse, the difference is a world. Wen Leyang's current strength is not inferior to the time when the old rabbit demon was full, and Qin Zhuo's supernatural powers are probably not as good as the little rabbit demon's decisiveness.

Wen Leyang had no choice but to retreat if he couldn't fight. His body flickered and flashed out before the sword formed the world.

Qin Cong fell through with a knife, hey, and then loudly exclaimed: "Okay! Come again!" Followed by another knife Huanghuang ...

Even cut seven or eight knives, the knives fell empty, Wen Leyang almost disappeared at the same time, reappeared in front of him, and after each knife failed to surround Wen Leyang, the huge power drifted with the wind and did not hit the ground.

Even if they are not familiar with cultivation, they can see that if the power contained in these knives is all tamped, the homestead must now be destroyed.

Qin Cong couldn't cut the enemy, closed the knife and stopped, staring at Wen Leyang and asked, "Why don't you fight back?"

Wen Leyang did not conceal, and honestly smiled bitterly: "I can't get the energy right now, so I don't dare to shoot casually."

Qin Zhuo frowned, thinking for a while, and then said hardly: "I can't beat you, I can't cut it with a knife, I can't cut it with a knife, I've got the Tibetan potential, and it's enough!"

Wen Leyang lowered his head and sighed, some didn't know what to say, but he didn't expect it anyway. When he raised his eyelids again, Tang Dao cut down his head again, and the groan yelled, "Fool!" , Far away.

Qin Zhu didn't stop, Gao Qing continued to chop with a Tang knife, and in his mouth, he said, "It's not cheating. Although I can't hack you, I never thought to admit defeat! The surname Qin never admits defeat. ,

Either you hit me with a punch, or you hid so tired that I can no longer lift the knife. Nineteen stood there ... Now sit down, how can I give up the knife and admit defeat! "

Nineteen did not know when, and pulled down a chair and sat down, his eyes gleamed with a full smile, looking at Qin Cong carefully, from top to bottom, over and over again.

Wen Leyang fully understood that Qin Zhuo really lived up to the expectations. The real person was a sturdy person. The knife was endless, and it seemed that there was still strength for a while.

In the village of Wenjia, the wind screamed, and two sturdy silhouettes fluttered like the wind. There was never a pause. When the moon was in the sky, Wen Leyang also settled down. It was all about practicing the body technique, just after the great progress. , There is a master to feed him, it is a good opportunity.

The people in the village started to watch with enthusiasm. UU reading www.uukanshu.com later became more and more boring. It was originally a contest, but it turned out to be a race. They all scattered back into their plastic sheds, Xiao Yi. With no foundation, plus Wen Leyang who had been guarding for the first half of the month, he can no longer hold on, leaning on Mu Mu's arms and falling asleep.

Nineteen didn't move at all, so he looked at them quietly. The tranquility on his face looked pale under the moonlight.

A whole night passed, Wen Leyang asked Qin Zhui while hiding, "How long is it?"

Qin Zhuo cut off his head with a knife and said honestly in his mouth: "It's been a while!"

With a clatter, Wen didn't open the curtain of the shed and drilled out. He stretched a lazy waist against the whiteness of the sky and smiled: "Yeah, are you still running? You can't even have breakfast when you run again ... "

He hadn't finished his words. Suddenly there was a noise under the village, and heavy footsteps rang out in chaos. There were thirty or forty burly giants, dragging a huge rubber pocket with traits, and gasped uphill At the head of the village, a person headed shouted: "Who is Wen Leyang, we brought what Gu Xiaojun promised you!"

Wen Leyang evaded a knife, looked at a rubber pocket that was more than ten meters long, suddenly realized, and greeted the villagers with a smile: "Long Jiao's body, they sent it!"

The four old men and the uncle Wen Tun Hai, not to say no, all waited for their faces to be overjoyed, and quickly walked towards the rubber pockets. Baby!