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The 378th chapter "How is it hurt?"

The elders of the seven Term, see the wounds of the thoroughness, especially the sword injury that is almost blocked.

It's a big shocked face, this is almost a bad breath.

The thoroughness can be alive, it is full of luck. If he is really strong, it will be undoubtedly.

"My storage bag was robbed by Lin Yun.

Those who have never black face, the specific injuries, but there is no much.

It is really important to say that he is not trace his hand, and the result is the same as the dog with Lin Yun.

"what!

The old face of the seven fumer is sinking, and the thorns have a ninth floor, and its harvest is definitely unbearable.

Many elders are hopes, there are many cheats of cheats inside, and they are the heritage of the reluctance.

You know, they are all freely in the empire, and the bottom is better than four major doors.

So hit, it is huge.

Jing absolutely this, but there is not much feeling, he only hurts his own ancient knife.

"I am promoted to Xuanwu Ten, and I will wait for Lin Yun to say.

The Jingshi looks indifference, there is no much words.

Before he entered the Magic Lotus, there was already a 10-year-old repair.

After retreating out, I will feel a little about the secrets of the secret.

The other side is another side.

There is no trace of water, but it is not sent, and half the word has not been said.

After all, he is more fortunate, he is lucky, only a bottle of cold clouds.

Still he is in the hands of the white, it is not lost.

You can go to the top ten layers, the opportunity to create a legend is not, it will be lost in your heart.

"There is a little brother.

In the camp of Lingxiao, Luo Feng is elder and many disciples, and the mood is very nervous.

The smile on the face gradually converges.

With the miracle of Lin Yun all the way, it is now frustrated and there is no trace and the thoroughness, becoming the biggest winner.

The atmosphere between the camps gradually appeared, and the director of each door has a clear change in the look of the Sword.

Under the public, I am afraid that I don't pay attention to it.

Xinji is in the direction of the eyes, Wen Yanbo and other elders, seeing everyone of the swordsman can't hate them on the spot.

"There is a bit wrong with the situation of the mixed yuan, and the three core disciples of their Zongmen have not yet been dead.

Xinjiu is never looking back, saying slowly.

"Is it died in a small teacher?"

"Three core disciples die, this Wen Yanbo returned to this, definitely hesehed.

"It's good to die.

Luo Feng said coldly, faintly said: "If it is Lin Yun killed, it will kill, and it is not big.

"It can also have blood oyster gates, magic flames and seven-year-old, and look at our eyes.

"This Hall of the True Lotus is the case. If you have a winner, there will be a loser, definitely it is the core disciple of these sects.

"After the young brother came out, he could not be folded.

This is difficult to make a good break ... "

"When mixed, it will definitely plug in a foot.

How much achievement will bear how much pressure, the attention of Lin Yun, is so fast to be able to withstand.

The old and disciples of the swordsman, and they all felt some bad.

"Jingguan, the Ling Xiaojian Pavilion does not provoke, but it will never be afraid.

At this time, a few people sounded on the ear, but the swords of the excitement were old.

I thought that there was a sword, and I also stood a little in the heart of the Jian Yunjian, the Sword of the Sword, and the heart of the disciple.

However, Lu Ying, or give a good idea to other long and old, to show them ready to prepare.

...... The 9th floor of Hemian Temple.

After the hurt is restored, Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at the storage bag of Jing.

"

When all of the storage bags, they are all poured | after coming, there is no imagination to accumulate the scene of the mountain.

The Jingluo is very high, it can be incorporated by its income, all kinds of rare things.

Either a bad skill jade brand, or it is a high grade Dan medicine, two Pin Lingyu, and some strange blame.

It can be the most conspicuous, or it is a treasure knife with a quaint pattern, and the breath is thick, and the sheath is like a hidden beast.

"Bao Bing?"

Lin Yunxin moves in the heart, inhale this knife in hand, feel some.

Sure enough, it is the ancient treasure soldier, complete and neoquiry, not infected by magic.

The knife is engraved with two old ancient characters, non-blood.

Without the magic, you will be used with his red flames, and it is impossible to use it in the Magic Lotus.

Lin Yun guess, this should not be owned by himself, it is difficult to give him such a good treasure with the heritage of the seven distals.

It is very likely that he is harvest in the eighth floor.

No wonder, no wonder him before leaving, seeing my eyes, I can't wait to eat me.

It is me, I am forced to let the funeral sword let go, I am afraid that it is more difficult to die.

However, since it is an enemy, there is no sympathetic, and the other person is self-taken, and he is blame him.

In addition to, there are six pieces to treasure.

A pot of ancient wine, a fragrant burner, a roll of ancient painting, a different and a fragrant flower.

"this is?"

Lin Yun's gaze, falling on the wonderful flowers, and the eyes are bright.

Four blue petals, the shape is like a quiet snowflake, the leaves are green, the color is elegant, and the cold is hidden.

"Blue Snow Flower?"

I thought about it, Lin Yun has some uncertain, but this flower is definitely a wonderful flower, the grade is not low.

Very good, the funeral sword stays in the peak of super-brand Xuan Bing, only one step can be promoted.

This is good, but it is better.

Rejuvenating, Lin Yun crushed this flower, broke into hundreds of fine sewed, placed in the swords behind behind.

Go and see the ancient wine, this is not a name, but with wine.

At least it is not inferior, the princess of the princess is a pot of Phoenix, which is a pot of four famous wine.

That different, blooming icy meat, like a gemmond, crystal clear, shining.

In line with the vast news of the martial arts, the mysteries recorded were very similar.

Ancient painting is a provenogram, but it is not a proud method and a flesh to know, and it is not used in him.

Incense burner, it is similar to the futon, assisting the treasure of cultivating, meditation.

"This guy's harvest is really, I am afraid that many people have been robbed, but they are all mine.

Lin Yun is also welcome, one strikes, and all the treasures of this sideways are all kinds of treasures.

Watching a sweep, the sight falls on the sword on the Duobao Lotus.

The mouth is smiling, Lin Yun quickly stepped forward, and the sword was held in his hand.

"Disabled.

The sterium has been disabled, and the names are in the intention of shares, and they are more unsound.

When Lin Yun will hold on the sword holder, he suddenly remembered what, for one, stopped.

The face is heeded in the face, and I am sighing for all.

Let go of your hand, forcrate the curiosity of your heart, and pull this sword out.

He remembered his sword, except for other swords other than the burial flowers, did not have three breathing in his hands.

After three breathing, there is no exception, it will break.

Such a sword, if it is broken in his hand, Lin Yun wants to die.

"

Shake the head, after all, there is no courage to gamble, and put this sword to the storage bag.

The eyes fell on the Duobao Lotus, and the eyes were flashing and turned on.

The Temple is ten layers, and it is coming.

Just don't know, waiting for your own test, what will be.

In the sky, Lin Yun feels that his body is unlimited, and the consciousness is gradually blurred.

When the line of sight is restored, when the feet falls, it is found that a gray space is deep.

A river, blocked in front of himself, the opposite side of the river seems to have a seat, and it seems that there is no.

"Where is this?"

Lin Yun is so frowning, the test of the nine layers is not like this.

Is the Ten Floor, a Temple, is an independent space? The top ten layers of top, have become distant, no one knows what the ten-story test failure will face any endings.

Perhaps death, maybe sleepy in this space.

It can be annealed under the eye, Lin Yun has no more thinking, embarrassed on a broad river.

The river is cold, walking, and it is more cold than the black lotus lake.

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The rain, there is no sign, hit it on the water.

Like a large and small pearl, hit the jade disc used by the cactus, and make an extremely nice voice.

In the rain, a black lotus is slowly floating from the other shore.

Lin Yun stopped and stopped, and the heart was poured out of a disturbance, the nine-tested test was white lotus table.

In the secret of the magic lotus, the most seen is the black lotus, and the black lotus wash is Qinglian.

Is there any relationship between Black lotus, Qinglian, White lotus? Before, Lin Yun did not think about this problem, he is only a secret.

I am like a livelies, but I have passed the guest.

At the moment, I came to this Temple ten layers, but I couldn't help but be independent.

It's not much to think, the black lotus station is gradually close, and it is clear in his eyes.

The lotus is sitting on a knee, and a sword is placed at his hand.

The black man's repair is quite, there are not many points, and there is a lot of one.

If you are inexplicable, Lin Yun feels the dangerous breath, nervous.

"Rain is a life, rain is joys and sorrows ..."

The black man reached out and then looked up at the sky, heaven the dark clouds.

"You are not what I want."

Lin Yun is calm, and she said.

The black man slowly got up and smiled: "He is a cloud, I am a rain, I am the fault in his life.

I don't know when to stop, between talking, black people reach out.

The long sword on the tailor is sealed in the hand, and the wind rises a few drops on the river.

Long sleeves are like a cloud, black people sword, swords, dripping drops.

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The sharp sword is filled in the water, broad lake, slightly vibrating in the shock of swords.

Lin Yunbei picks up, pull the sword out of the sheath, the sword is in front of the eyes, and the drop is blocked. It is originally going to wear his eyebrow water droplets.

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In the huge sound, the river has a circle and a high water curtain.

Lin Yun bunted long hair, under the wind, spread on the spot, black silk, such as a water, and dancing.

[These two days are not good, write more tomorrow, try to write this drama of this black lotus Temple.

The origin of the black face is not wasting the pen ink.