Chapter 799, thin shirt woman

No way, I saw the sudden killing of the gods in Qingjiang Town. The strength of the power is beyond imagination. Even the dozens of strong people in the Tian Yao Hall have been cut and cut, and others have asked themselves to be less powerful. The temple, continue to stay or is also a dead end.
Of course, there are still some people who are lucky, just a little backwards and not leaving.
......
Ding Hao stood on the steps and understood everything in the darkness of the distance.
For those two masters who have not left, Ding Hao has not taken another shot.
And by his side, Wang Xiaoqi, Li Yunqi, Li Ying and others are already stunned. They look at Ding Hao with a look of monsters. Although they are psychologically prepared, Ding Hao returns to strength after three years. It will certainly grow to the extent of a high mountain. After all, the speed of this genius is hard to figure out, but the strength that Ding Hao showed just now is still shocking them.
Wang Xiaoqi and Li Ying have returned. After all, neither of them is innate. They can't see the subtleties, but Li Yunqi is a genius of martial arts. When asked about Jianzong's strength in the past three years, he has already reached the realm of innate Wuzong. The higher the strength, the more I can feel Ding Hao’s tyrannical and abyss in the sea.
Only Li Yiruo has been watching Ding Hao quietly with a smile.
Perhaps for a woman who is caught in a feverish love, it is reasonable for her sweetheart to do everything that is shocking.
"Li Bobo, this time Ding Hao is not invited, and the abruptness, please forgive me." After doing all this, Ding Hao bowed to Li Ying.
"Ha ha ha, Ding Xianyu is polite, if it is not you tonight, Qingjiang Town no longer exists." Li Ying laughed, his heart was set, and he said that he would tell the banquet to drink.
Ding Hao took out a selection of Peiyuan from the storage space, and prolonged the life of the "Life is not good Dan", said: "It is said that this is the first time Ding Hao came to Qingjiang Town, the district is thin, please Li Bobo do not deny.

This piece of life is like a longan, its appearance is pale green, filled with a faint sputum, and there is a very powerful vitality. It is a rare god, for many elderly people who have lost most of their lives. In fact, it is absolutely invaluable, you can comb the body, solidify the yuan, and extend the life.
Although Li Ying’s strength is not high, but he is also a person who knows the goods, he is shocked and repeatedly resigns.
"Li Bobo does not deny, I and Yunqi are friends, his father is my father, although this medicinal medicine is precious, but it can not match the feelings of Yunqi." Ding Hao laughed.
Li Ying finally resigned, but only took this Shen Dan.
With the help of medicinal herbs, with Li Ying’s qualifications, it is not a problem to enter into an innate situation for 50 years.
Li Yunqi was also moved on one side and thanked him again and again.
Ding Hao’s words also allowed Li Yunqi to be in front of his father and his hometown.
"You kid, how can you become so alive in three years, haha, you can have a few drinks in a while, don't get drunk." Ding Hao laughed and licked Li Yunqi's shoulder.
"Right right, you must drink two cups in a while, Ding brother, you big boss, I haven’t heard the news for three years. I am sorry to work hard for you [the heavens and the earth], tired hair fell a lot. The whole person is thin..." Wang Xiaoqi exaggerated on the side.
After the initial shock, Wang Xiaoqi quickly calmed down.
Among all of them, in addition to today's [Knife] Zhang Fan, his relationship with Ding Hao is the earliest and the most iron, and Ding Hao became friends, undoubtedly this merchant who has no idea in the martial arts but is obsessed with business. The greatest pride.
Although Ding Hao of today is so high that he can't understand the realm of the field that he can't understand, but Wang Xiaoqi stood in front of Ding Hao, but there is no restraint and cramped. He knows very well that even Ding Hao has become a of Valkyrie and his own brother.
Ding Hao haha ​​laughed.
"Ding brother, do you want to put inscriptions around Qingjiang Town, so that some of the speculative generations will come in the dark night?" Li Yiruo remembered what, reminded.
"No problem, I am here, no one wants to step into the city wall." Ding Hao is full of confidence.
Today, he is absolutely invincible under the saint.
This is the confidence that has accumulated after the numerous battles in the life and death line, and has accumulated the strengths of the various parties. Today, Ding Hao has already had the capital of self-confidence.
In the brightly lit stone temple, the flavour of the wine flew out.
After three years, I saw my friends again. Whether it was Ding Hao or Li Yunqi and Wang Xiaoqi, I was so excited, pushing the cup and letting go of all the excitement.
Especially for Ding Hao, the line in the [Tongtian Futu Shenta] is always tight with nerves, and always faces the battle of life and death. Today, I can finally relax in the waves. People are fascinated.
The casks of the barrels of wine are constantly being moved into the stone temple.
Li Yiruo always smiles and sits quietly on Ding Hao's side. His delicate hands are like jade, quietly for Ding Hao, and a heart is completely tied to Ding Hao. He never advised Ding Hao not to drink too much.
The small peppers of the past, this moment is quiet and gentle, like a jade beauty.
The entire Qingjiang Town was brightly lit at this moment, and it was extremely lively. Some elite guards in the town had begun to clean up the walls that had been shaken by the demon of the Tian Yao Hall. The fire came out from the windows of every household, and it was extremely dark in the dark night. Soft, it makes people feel quiet.
......
far away.
Twenty miles from Qingjiang Town.
Above a snowy hill, in the middle of the night, quietly stood a dozen figures, converging the demon of the whole body, like a ghost, standing quietly in the snow.
"Lord, what should I do? Are we waiting here?" someone asked.
Standing in the middle of the middle of a sturdy woman, in such a cold snow and dark night, wearing only a tulle skirt, not feeling cold, white and smooth skin exposed in the wind, there is a strange The power of charm is circulating.
She looked at the flashing fire in the temple of Qingjiang Town in the distance, and could not help but recall the scene of the demon of the Tian Yao Temple not long ago. He said, "Who do you know, who is that person? Who is it? Can you suddenly kill the strong man in the realm of the demon king?"
"The Sovereign, the Qing shirt people, seems to be asking the strongest of Jianzong." There are Yao masters replied.
"Ask Jianzong is nothing but a small man of Zongmen in Xuezhou. If you are as small as a grain of sand, how can such a strong person be born? Even if you ask the sect of the swordsman [Jade Face Shura], can't there be such force? "The figure is a woman who frowns."
Someone around him said: "The Sovereign has some ignorance. Ask the first master of Jianzong today, not the lord [Jade Face Shura], but a young swordsman Zhang Fan, who is known as the "Knife". It’s just that he rarely shot, so his reputation is not obvious. If it’s a mad knife, killing the realm of the demon kingdom should not be a problem.

"Oh, is there such a thing?" The thin-brimmed woman in her body nodded. "This sect heard the whereabouts of [遁天石匙] and rushed in. I thought this thing was very secretive, how is it not just [Tian Yao Hall], even many other large and small forces and ethnic tribes have received news."
Dozens of masters around me, but also face each other, do not know why.
The woman with a thin shirt was not questioned. She paused. She asked: "As you said, the blue-shirt man who just shot is asking Jianzong [the razor] Zhang Fan?"
The person who answered the question before said: "This... From the perspective of the body shape, this person is only afraid of Zhang Fan."
"Who is that?" The woman in a thin shirt was frowning.
"This..." The man changed his face and said: "The lord is atonement, and the subordinate does not know."
The woman in the shape of a thin shirt nodded, and the corner of her mouth marked a sharp arc in the dark night. "You said so much, is you teasing me?"
The man slammed down and looked like a earthy earth: "The Sovereign Master, there is no under the sect..."
The voice has not fallen.
The beautiful head of the woman in a thin shirt suddenly roared and roared, turned into a huge black fox head, demon tumbling, a pair of eyes in the dark night seems to be a deep abyss of blood, a mouth At one click, the subordinates lying on the ground were swallowed directly into the mouth.
Immediately, this huge and strange fox head quickly shrank, and turned into the face of the beautiful and charming woman before. The red tongue licked the corner of the mouth, and said softly: "Well, who do you know, who is the guy?" ?"
The other demon kings around him are already shaking and sifting.
The temper of this lord is moody, just like the demon who was swallowed up. It is actually the most favored one in the recent period, and the leader of the lord, taking advantage of the lord's favor, usually arrogant. Ang will not put other people in the eye, the other demons have long been unable to get used to him, but because of the love of the sovereign, but also dare to speak.
But this is a very demon-like demon, just because the vibrating spirit said a few words wrong, it was swallowed by the lord mercilessly, and the other demons were afraid that they had made a mistake.
"What? Nobody knows?" The thin-brimmed woman was faint.
Although the tone is light, but listening to the ears of the subordinates around, but like a mine bomb.
One of them suddenly flashed a flash of lightning in his mind, and remembered what he had for a moment. He said with courage: "It is said that Jianzong had a genius three years ago, named Ding Hao, but not only in Xuezhou, but throughout The northern regions are also famous for a long time, and the best relationship with the "extinct swordsman" Baiquanshui and the "devils and devils" Song deficiency. The demise of the swordsman of the sacred three years ago is that this person is controlled by the back."