The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!

At this time, the air currents on the Duoer Mountain surged, and the two swords shook the whole mountain forest and continuously crushed the other mountains.

Chen Shuze and others were forced by the power and had to retreat for dozens of miles. Chu Ming, who barely rushed back, quickly hid in the forest, and sighed in his heart: a powerful pressure, it is a sword.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed a certain amount of firmness, but a voice in the sea was cold and said: "If you want to use it, you have to rely on the old man."

Chu Ming's face changed slightly, and the five fingers were deeply caught in the mud.

At this time, Xiang Han has poured all the spirits into the blade, and the robes hunted in the surging air. Subsequently, the two swords came out together, the double-type confluence, the majestic swords and the supreme gods synthesize the red-colored swords, and slammed into the barrier.

When you are stunned, the sword gas tears the barrier apart, and the edge of the crack, the red flame is burning and expanding. If someone is close, they will be surprised to find that the flames are innumerable red swords, violently flowing, cutting, and swallowing the barrier from the crack.

After the extreme strokes, the heavens and the earth returned to calm again, and Chen Shuze and others reluctantly stabilized their postures and looked up in the air.

"Actually... successful." Lu Ningyuan muttered to himself, his expression was both excited and unbelievable.

Chen Shuze also followed a burst of excitement, thinking: Master is of course powerful.

However, he was excited for less than two seconds. He saw a sudden sway to the cold body, and the two swords in his hands fell off. The whole figure had no bones, soft and falling...

No, no, it’s clothes falling, people are gone!

"Master!" Chen Shuze stunned and rushed to the sword.

Chu Ming also took out from the forest, his eyes fixed on the swords of the cold clothes, as if to be determined.

"Not good!" Lu Ningyuan also rushed up, grabbed the first sword in one step, and then hated the iron and did not become a steel eyed Chen Shuze.

Chen Shuze has the mood to manage the double swords. After grabbing the clothes, he almost shakes his hands and screams. Seeing that there was no dust in the clothes, he was suddenly thundered, and there was a bang in his head. Suddenly, no sound could be heard.

No, even the gray is left...

His face was pale and his voice was full of fear and trembling: "Master respects..."

At this time, a small yellow chicken that was shaken off the clothes suddenly fluttered his wings and poked his leg. He said helplessly: "Be a teacher here."

Chen Shuze subconsciously bowed his head and saw the big yellow chicken with a big palm. He couldn't believe his eyes and hesitated: "Master... Respect?"

"Yeah." The face of the chicken was flat, and the little head was calmly fixed, although there was no difference with the face.

He didn't intend to come out, but he saw Chen Shuze dead... cough, a heart like a gray expression, Chu Ming came to grab the artifact, he thought it would be better. After all, losing face is small, and someone is scared to something big. If Chen Shuze can't open it, go to the sensation? In view of the huge brains of the other side, he had to consider more comprehensive.

Chen Shuze shook his hand and pinched him to the palm of his hand, holding it to the front and asked: "Are you really a teacher?"

He photographed the tip of his nose to the cold, and yelled at him: "Now is this time? Don't go to the artifact!"

Chen Shuze only noticed that Lu Ningyuan and Chu Ming were busy, and they were carefully put into the sleeves of the sleeves.

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?" The cold fell into the sleeves, and he struggled with his wings.

Chen Shuze seriously said: "Master, this is not safe, you should stay in your pocket for a while, just fine."

When he settled down, he took the sword and went to Lu Ningyuan, and he gave a cold look.

Chu Ming also looked at him, but quickly removed his gaze and smiled at Lu Ningyuan: "Girl, I only need to surrender the next day, I can avoid a fight."

Artifacts and women, scornful and heavy, Chu Ming has long been judged. The reason why I am swearing is to see that she is beautiful.

Lu Ningyuan was very familiar with this kind of gaze, and suddenly felt disgusted in his heart. She simply threw the next day to Chen Shuze, and said coldly: "Brother, you take it well, I have to teach him a good meal today."

Chen Shuze took the sword with ease, and his tone was flat: "You may not be his opponent, and there is no certainty. You don't have to call it."

Lu Ningyuan listened to the knot and felt that even if he was a brother, this person was equally annoying. Don't let it be called, but actually said that her strength is poor!

Lu Ningyuan directly pointed the sword to Chu Ming, and said: "Kids, tricks!"

In the coming month, I swayed my sword and said, "Taro, that kid’s breath doesn’t seem right, you have to be careful."

The consciousness of Chu Ming’s mind was heard, and he was busy shrinking into the corner.

Chu Ming saw that Lu Ningyuan did not appreciate it. The smile could not help but be a little cold. After listening to the coming month, the fundus was flashed a little dark. At this time, he no longer hesitated, and he took the sword and took the hand of Chen Shuze.

Chen Shuze retreated sharply, his wrists turned at the same time, and the cross sword blocked the attack. The nest in the sleeves was like a swing, and it was dizzy.

This is to drift for the soul of the teacher, gangsters!

Chen Shuze and Chu Ming had several moves, and Lu Ningyuan suddenly joined the battle circle. Chu Ming’s eyes were dim, and he was about to spur the ancient swords. The enchantment suddenly flew over a dozen monks and surrounded them.

Chu Ming immediately closed his hand and saw them coming from the upper bound. They instantly understood the reason and simply stepped back.

More than a dozen monks are Yuan Ying, a master of the gods, although they come at the same time, but the look is very vigilant.

They glanced at each other as if they had reached an agreement in silence. Then one of them suddenly spoke up, and the voice was full of pressure: "Looking at you is not like opening a enchanted person. Handing over artifacts can save your life."

The powerful pressure directly hits the soul, and Chu Ming can't bear it for a moment. He vomits blood. Chen Shuze and Lu Ningyuan have double sword protection, but they are innocent, but their faces are also white.

I didn’t think that the upper monk came so fast, I could only pray that Chen’s father could come soon.

According to the original book, after Chen’s father lost Chen Shuze, he was forbidden to step into the Jura Mountain by Lu Hongqu. Every day, he was not in the Zizi Zong’s son, but was standing under the Jura Mountain. After the enchantment was broken, the two circles were completely connected. The search for Chen Shuze’s Yan Tianyi responded instantly, and Chen’s father arrived in time to save Chen Shuze and saved Chu Ming.

Lamenting to the sleeves in the cold nest, I hope that Chen Qing’s resignation will be able to arrive in time. After all, he is now only a younger version of the Phoenix.

Hey, the game skill is not good at this point. Although the big move is strong, it will become a prototype when it is available. The general move is not to change the prototype, but it is not strong enough.

At this time, Chen Shuze and Lu Ningyuan were standing opposite each other, staring at the Yuan Ying and the gods. After seeing this scene in the distance, Liu Menger was full of anxiety and wanted to go forward to help, but he was afraid that he would be too low, not only could not help, but became cumbersome.

Lu Ningyuan saw that she seemed to want to go forward, and immediately told Chen Shuze at the same time: "Don't come over!"

Chu Ming also worried that Chen will come, seeing less time, taking the lead to break the stalemate.

Chen Shuze immediately swept the sword and calmly counterattacked. When other monks saw it, they showed their magic weapons and wanted to win the sword directly.

Lu Ningyuan suddenly drank: "You have blinded the dog's eyes, and you don't look at who I am, dare to kill someone to win the treasure?"

"Killing? Hey, demon girl, killing you is a demon slayer, a virtue!" One of them snarled.

In the face of such a multi-infant, the **** of the gods, Lu Ningyuan is somewhat embarrassed, but she is still brave and screaming: "I am the ancestor of Zhai Qingyun, my mother is the red song of the Luolu Mountain! Dare to kill me? I am afraid If you haven't left the mountain, you will be smashed by my mother!"

"You said that you are the ancestor of Qingyun? This seat is still the head of the purple scorpion, haha!" One of them listened and laughed.

But the person next to him said in a voice: "Sister, I heard that Qingyun’s ancestors did have a leg with the Luolu Mountain demon girl. This little demon girl should not..."

It’s just that his words haven’t been finished yet, and there’s a sigh in the sky: “Where is the little singer who dares to pretend to be the head of my sable?”

Powerful pressures came from overwhelming, and the monks were pale and busy. After a short time, the feet fell into the mud for more than three inches. Chu Ming is even on the ground, vomiting blood.

Even the cold in the sleeves can't stand it, and I am busy calling for help from the system.

However, Lu Ningyuan was unaffected, but excitedly shouted: "Hey! Come on, I found a brother!"

Her voice fell, and a blue light suddenly crossed the sky. With only one blink of an eye, a man in a green shirt and a handsome face is volleyed. After standing, his eyes swept over the crowd, seemingly understatement, but in full pressure.

Lu Ningyuan saw the supporter coming, and suddenly he was not afraid of anything. He was busy pushing the wall and holding the other's arm and spoiled him: "Hey, you can count it, these people just want to kill me to win the treasure. They still want to kill. Brother, yes, I found my brother!"

Chen Qing’s eyes have long been stuck on Chen Shuze. Seeing Chen Shuze also seems to himself, busy pretending to calmly nod, not salty and not rude: "Good, looks like a father."

Chen Shuze: "..." This predecessor, have we not recognized yet?

Chen Shuze’s feelings for Chen Qing’s remarks are very complicated. Although the adoptive father is very good, but after learning that he is not a biological one, it is inevitable that he will still think: What is the biological parent, why should he discard himself?

On the other hand, he is worried that Lu Ningyuan has admitted that he is not their relatives.

But no matter what you think, now is not a good time to recognize your family.

Chen Qing’s remarks obviously also think so. After Chen Shuze’s greeting, he directly taught the group of Yuan Ying and the gods, and then they all made a flight. He has cultivated to the late stage of the Mahayana, and it is easy to teach these people like the lessons of the Yuan Ying period and the refining monks. As for the Chu Ming who vomited blood on the ground...

"This kid also wants to kill people to win the treasure?" Chen Qing asked to raise his eyebrows, not that he looked down on the other side, but that Chu Ming was really weak in his eyes.

Lu Ningyuan estimated that there was no less complaint, and the technology was already in full swing. He came with me: "More than that, hey, he still wants to be thin."

"What? It's really a daring day!" Chen Qing sighed and took a shot. Chu Ming immediately spit a big blood, and he couldn't climb even when he climbed.

Because he lost his son, Lu Hongqu prohibited him from going to Luoshan, unless he recovered his son. When Lu Ningyuan was three years old, Chen Qing resigned and learned that his wife had given herself a little cute. If it is not because Lu Ningyuan has reached the age of cultivation, he needs to bring back the cultivation of Zi Zongzong. Lu Hongqu estimates that he will not let him see him.

After Chen Qing’s dismissal of his son, he poured all his father’s love into Lu Ningyuan’s body. He usually likes his eyes. Even the outstanding disciples of Zi Zong’s group can’t see it. How can I see Chu Ming’s wild? Kid.

Lu Ningyuan added fuel and vinegar at the same time: "Hey, he secretly sneaked on my brother several times, and wanted him to die."

Chen Qing’s words were even more angry, and he was always embarrassed and distressed to his son. After decades of separation of flesh and blood, I finally saw goodbye. I learned that Chu Ming had to kill his son. Chen Qing did not want to resign. He directly abolished his cultivation and then said to Chen Shuze: "The little wolf, he gave it to You dispose of it."

Little wolf? Chen Shuze frowned.

Chu Ming was seriously injured and was already in a coma. Knowing the consciousness of the group in the sea can save him, but at this time he did not move, carefully shrinking in the corner, for fear of being discovered by Chen Qing.

Chen Shuze looked a bit complicated, he hesitated for a long while, and finally did not start. After all, I had a match in my early years. Regardless of his purpose, mutual help is a fact. Since it has been abandoned and seriously injured, it seems that there is no need to kill it.

"That's it." He shook his head.

Chen Qing resigned, raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and sent it directly to the foot of the mountain, and then looked at Liu Menger who was hiding in the side.

Lu Ningyuan was busy explaining: "Hey, she is a good friend I know in the lower world."

"Oh." Chen Qing's words faintly responded, and his expression was very cold, but then he stunned his fingers.

Lu Ningyuan’s 唰 的 rushed over and helped Liu Menger, the airway: “Hey, why are you hurting her?”

"Just sleep, how can I hurt her?" Chen Qing was somewhat dissatisfied, but after turning his eyes to Chen Shuze, the emotions that had been forbearing for a long time were instantly exposed, his eyes were moist, and his temperament disappeared.

Chen Shuze was taken aback and reached into the sleeve and just touched the chicken. Before he could come out, he froze.

Chen Qing resigned at this moment and took his hand tightly. He whimpered: "Children, fifty-seven years, I finally found you."

The ‘叽’ that was pinched to the cold was almost suffocated.