Zombie World: Marry Ren Tingting at the Beginning

"hiss"

Lin Xuan let out a painful scream, his body trembled, and then he fell to the ground, immediately showing his true face, but seeing Yi Yi, who was full of lightning, twitched.

With Lin Xuan's current cultivation level, even a thunder that is ten times stronger would not hurt him.

Of course, that was only when he was on guard.

As it is now, it not only does not take...pre-treatment, but also actively introduces lightning into the body and bone marrow.

Not to mention this kind of lightning, even volts of alternating current, can paralyze him.

After taking two breaths, Lin Xuan started smoking.

Fly ash flew out from between the scales.

After two more breaths, the lightning bolt dissipated.

Although the lightning bolt dissipated, the tiger's body was still twitching, and the snake's saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, like the wind of a sheep's horn.

After more than a minute, Lin Xuan stopped twitching, slowly coiled the snake's body, raised the snake's head, closed his eyes, took a dozen breaths, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"cough"

The four-legged snake Xuanyuan opened its mouth, and a smoke mixed with a large amount of fly ash poured out of its mouth.

"so comfortable!"

Lin Xuan let out a long sigh of relief, groaned, and fell to the ground with gritted teeth.

He rolled over, not wanting to move a toe.

He, this is too painful, Dongting dragon is the essence of training dragons, no wonder one is more impetuous than the other! Gold ink is iron, essence is furnace, pen tip is hammer, brush stroke is sword autumn, golden wind is strong, fallen trees are rustling With a sound, the reeds were broken.

The beauty of Huangju, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, the brokenness of lotus in the cold water, and the sunrise of frost are another beautiful autumn day.

The morning fog spreads out in the morning light, and the purple air sweeps the sky and the earth.

Lin Xuan sat on a large bluestone on the top of the mountain, breathing the essence of the day.

"call"

When the autumn sky is high and the air is purple: when you are old, Felu reminds you: [-] things to read

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Sitting on the chair of the master, thinking about what happened to Feng Xiong's letter.

The little devil opened the door and pushed in.

He took out an enamel envelope.

After waving the little devil away, he opened the envelope and took out the letter.

His face immediately.

Becoming: Strange.

"Heavy Chrysanthemum! Admire it! It's so evil, it hurts my balls!"

It turned out that on the New Year's Day, the wind bear invited the lich Xuanyuan from a cave in Fengshan and Nangongwei to climb the mountain and admire the chrysanthemum.

However, Lin Xuan, this...a very proactive person, can't help but look a little strange when he thinks of the message of Modern Chrysanthemum!

Of course, on the Chongqing Festival, take friends to climb mountains, enjoy chrysanthemums and drink chrysanthemums! Wine is a custom.

Du Mu once "bring the chrysanthemum in the teapot! Go home with the guests"

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Lin Xuan quickly took the initiative to ponder.

"This bear is really hopeless, even a thousand years later, it is now September [-]th, and there are still three days before the Chongyi Festival.

We should be able to complete the sword inscription on the fan of thunder.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Xuan opened the dressing box again, put the gold powder into the washed inkstone, added Xianlin, recited the ink pool mantra, and ground it into a thick golden paste, then took out the evil spirit pen and recited the mantra. Open the tip of the pen, use the ruler spell to pray for the wind and thunder fan, recite the spell, and start writing the modified version of the sword-shaped "Zhongzhuozhuo".

Lin Xuan slowly put the pen on the paper.

Every stroke is extremely solemn.

Every stroke infuses a lot of energy and energy.

Jian Jian Qi is condensed, like forging a magic weapon.

However, it took minutes to write "Rise of the Red Sun"

these words.

His forehead was full of sweat, and his face became pale.

"Shh!"

Lin Xuan sighed again, stopped contemplating for a moment, and adjusted his breathing.

After a few minutes of spiritual training, he wrote a new constitution.

At the end of the day, Lin Xuan didn't write six sentences, but he felt the pain in his back, as if he was fighting someone else.