Chapter 165: Sister, demon escaping to understand (23)

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Lu Han Yuanjun and others finally gave birth to a heart, and their hands were uncomfortable with their weapons. Shen Sheng said: "Tian Xuanzi, what do you want?"
Tian Xuanzi swallowed: "What do you want? What the deity wants, you can't give it again, is this useful?"
"What do you mean now, do you want to fight with Ziwei Tiangong? This is the ancestral door you used, how can you!"
"War?" He smiled. "What are the benefits of starting a war? What do you have to be worthy of the war? Don't think too much about yourself. You are not that important."
Lu Han Yuanjun and others were stunned by his face, but he did not dare to tear his face with him. At this time, his palms sweated and gritted his teeth: "What do you want, give a quasi!"
When they were arguing with Tian Xuanzi, Russell had been quietly standing behind Tian Xuanzi. The little flamingo was unable to emerge from her position in Dantian. She pulled her small wings and sighed on her shoulders.
The Red Sword suddenly saw a small flamingo crawling out. The Jiansui was scared to blow up. He took advantage of the Tian Xuanzi to take care of it. He carefully flew to the side of Susie, and he did not respond. He immediately rest assured that he used it. His own sword can not help but arch in the hands of Susie.
Jiansui is also rubbing her arm, the small flamingo sees it, and silently yells at it, the red sword is more proud, and even draws a sword ear to the small firebird, quite a bit of a gesture of jealousy with its birds.
Ruan Su knew that Tian Xuanzi’s Red Sword had already developed a sense of ingenuity, but it was not the point of forming a sword soul. However, it is now the first of the Wan Jian in the realm of cultivation.
- If the sword spirit is really raised, the grade of the red sword can immediately rise to the quality of the sword!
The entire real world, the unique sword!
It’s a pity that in the original plot, the Red Sword, which was only one step away from the Xianjian, was confronted by the world after the Tianxuanzi was banned from suppressing the world, and it refused to live in the world and recognize others. Suddenly, the sword is completely broken.
Yusei’s eyes on the red sword are also close to many.
Some people are even less morally loyal than a sword.
Chi Mingjian’s current intelligence is equivalent to that of a child, and it is as childish as a small flamingo.
Now, the two little guys are coming to me to fight, and quietly fight under the premise of being careful not to provoke the attention of Tian Xuanzi.
Russell is interested in watching the drama.
The little flamingo jumped, and the red scorpion sword twisted. The small flamingo was too fat and slow to move, unable to catch up with the red sword, and the red sword was even more proud.
It is almost madly forgotten to fly, the tip of the sword is swaying, provoked to the little flamingo, and even ready to change direction, sneer at the small flamingo with the hilt down.
However, the hilt just moved, and suddenly one hand reached over and grabbed it.
The tassels are scared and instantly froze!
Tian Xuanzi's eyes cool and cool.
"You have fun."
The little flamingo was eclipsed, and the head didn’t go back to the collar of the 彤素衣, and it shivered, pretending that she didn’t exist.
The Red Sword is very calm, and the tassels are straight and tight. It is quite like scaring off half of the soul and disguising itself as an ordinary sword.
Yan Su eyes on the nose and nose, the head of the chest and the hands of the pants, standing in the military posture, serious face, mouth chanting, like a low-pitched review of the silent doctrine, is learning.
- Three dramas.
"Tian Xuanzi, we all take a step back, Tiangong, but temporarily do not pursue your traitor, do you not kill these disciples?"
Tian Xuanzi's gaze was slightly lifted, like laughing and laughing, watching the unrelenting head and other people, and then reaching out to the arms of the bright and straight, on the shoulders of the scorpion, the arm was inward.
She was firmly stuck in his arms, and Tian Xuanzi bowed his head intimately and kissed her ear.
"Don't ask the deity, the deity listens to the aunt."