Vol 3 Chapter 680: growing up

A golden knife Wanhe came, and the crisis of Ziyan was lifted.
Killing people does not say, when leaving, also brought a large bag of blue star coins, estimated that there are tens of thousands.
You know, a blue star coin can be exchanged for a thousand blue crystal coins.
In addition to compensation, there is also a secret share. Once Zixu takes this matter out, the impact on the house is enormous.
The house is not ready to go to war with other forces.
Fang Wulian sent the purple sable to the back door. This time he was able to rise, and Zi Zi contributed.
"It seems that my gambling is really not bad. The first time I gambled in life, I became the biggest winner." Fang Wulian said with a smile.
"This time you are indeed a big winner."
The body of Zi Yan leaned forward and whispered in the ear of Fang Wulian: "The bamboo world has returned to normal, you only need to go deep again..."
This is the elf telling Ziyan, and Ziyan conveys it to Fang Wulian. After all, the entrance to Zhuhai World is in the house. He can't enter at will, even knowing the secrets of Zhuhai world is useless.
Fang Wulian heard and heard his eyes brightly and said sincerely: "It seems that this time, I owe you a big favor."
Zi Yan took the shoulder of Fang Wulian and said: "You don't need to be between me and me."
Fang Wulian smiled, then rushed to the mountains and blue dreams, and finally looked at the children, saying: "When I master the method of soul refining, the first weapon will be built for you."
The child snorted, "Who is rare!"
It’s just her mouth, it’s bent and tilted.
"This time you sacrificed to save me, Fang Wulian really can't report it, or do I have permission from my body?"
"Hey, think beautiful, this lady is a family member, can you see your apprentice?"
A burst of laughter, when it was time to separate.
Fang Wulian clenched his fist and took a deep ritual at the purple sable. "Thank you, take care!"
The same is true of Shan Kui next to it.
"Polite, goodbye!" Zixiao smiled and turned away.
Fang Wulian has been watching the disappearance of the eyes of Zi Yan and others, and he sighed heavily.
Shan Kui asked inexplicably: "The young masters have become homeowners, why sigh?"
Fang Wulian looked back at this huge family. In fact, this family, which looks like a strong, still has a shell, which has long been riddled with holes.
In particular, Zi Yan secretly told that there may be a Soul Eater in the family.
Fortunately, he can regain control of the Zhuhai world. This is his biggest card. As long as he is properly managed, he can still return to life.
After leaving the back door, Zi Yan had the opportunity to thank Wanhe.
The other party waved his hand and said: "You are welcome, just take the opportunity."
The group went to the Drunken House to eat something, and the nephew wanted to ask what happened in the family.
From the point of view of the news, the family is all good, except that there is no other confession.
"What are you going to do next?"
When I was eating, Lao Tang asked.
"First send the nephew back, then all the way to the north." Zi Yan said.
Old Tang looked at Wanhe, and Wanhe let go of the drunken fairy and said: "Let's go and see."
Purple is somewhat puzzled.
Lao Tang explained: "The next Wanhe will also go north, you are on the way."
"Oh." Zi Yan nodded.
After eating something, everyone left the house and looked at the bamboo forest outside the city. The purple dragonfly had no envy, because if he went back and gave him some time, he could create such a city. .
Just when I was ahead, Zi Yan’s hands always flashed a ray of light, and those of them were all sent out by blue crystal coins.
If you don't look carefully, it's like the sable is playing blue crystal coins.
The old Tang and Wanhe are the souls of the earth, and naturally they can see the abnormality of the purple scorpion, but the two are not broken.
The next road, there is almost no danger.
Just after they left Fanglin City, the house released a shocking news. Those who entered the world of bamboo and sea, because of the riots in the bamboo world, were completely wiped out.
For a time, those family forces were furious and went to the house to ask for a statement.
After learning that the two geniuses of Fang Wudao and Fang Wuling also died, one by one was shocked.
There are also a lot of people who come in, but there is only one waste room, and even those who have been killed by the purple scorpion, they are also taken out by the house, saying that the house secretly arranged them to enter the bamboo sea. The world has not returned.
Fangwudao is the heir to the future of the house, and it is said to be the first person's soul. Even if the house has a conspiracy, it will never let him go to death, and Fang Wuling is equally famous.
It can be seen that this Zhuhai world is really an uncontrollable accident.
Having said that, it is impossible to let those forces give up.
So in the dark, many forces began to target the home, and there were various contradictions within the house.
The behemoth of the house is like a big tree full of locusts, which can be dumped at any time.
On the way to the home, Zi Yan also feeds on the robes while taking care of the elves. Therefore, spending money like running water, the original purple scorpion that has almost no concept of blue crystal coins, is now gradually feeling stretched.
Although I gambled a big time in Shengshan City, I made a lot of money. Drinking along the way is also free of charge. The two people are not bottomless, but they are not filled, but not to mention Fill it with blue crystal coins.
In this way, I went on for three days, and I still traveled during the day and practiced at night.
One morning three days later, Wan He looked at Zi Yan and said: "Your practice does not seem to have any progress."
Zi Yan said with a smile: "The progress has been very fast. After all, I have not advanced to the human soul for a long time."
Wan He also smiled, but in the next moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared, like a lightning bolt, falling on the four people.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
The light blasted on the four people, and the four people flew out and coughed up blood.
"Wanhe, you have a terrible soul, even attacked us, do you want a face?" When the child just landed, he shouted at Wanhe.
As for the sable, after a slight glimpse, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.
The same is true of the blue dream and the mountain.
Old Tang grinned and watched the movie.
Wan He is not angry. He said directly: "The nature of your gimmick is finally revealed. Did you not call my predecessors before?"
"Do you have the look of your predecessors? Miss Miss also worships you like this, I didn't expect you to do this..."
The expression of the nephew suddenly changed, and then I closed my eyes and stopped talking.
"not bad."
Wanhe’s mouth has a smile, but the next sentence has not said,
It’s just a distance from the real pride of the sky.

However, Wanhe is not sorry. After all, there is only one blue dream in this world.
As for the heel and the foot of the mountain, he can't see it, but obviously it is not weaker than the goddess.
Probably after the time of tea, Zi Yan opened his eyes and Wan He asked: "Can you still go?"
"Can!" Zixiao nodded.
"That's good, starting today, every day."
Although the progress is no problem, but the speed has been reduced a lot, not as smooth as before.
Wan He’s knives, flowing in the body and tempering their bodies and strengths, seem to be good things, but the pain they suffer is unimaginable.
Both the purple sable and the hawthorn are people who have had a hard time, so they can bear it. The blue solitary dream is a little bit hard, but it can also hold on to the teeth.
This big lady is not the same, even if she suffers the least amount of knives, she still shed tears because of pain when she goes forward, it looks extraordinarily pitiful.
The original worship of Wanhe has long since disappeared.
This situation has been until the sky is dark ~EbookFREE.me~ only then improved, and then everyone stopped to rest, a day's journey, constantly confrontation with the knife, consumes a lot, needs to be restored.
One night is enough.
The next day, the sky was bright, and the purple eyes opened. The practice of this night was huge.
Keep on the road.
Wan He is a knife.
He did not use his sorcerer, but only used the knife to refer to it, but at the moment of his knife-cutting, he suppressed the four-person robes and made them lose their effect.
With this hand alone, Wanhe is much stronger than other places.
On this road, the nephew was finished with tears, but never said to give up.
Just keep moving forward, the strength of Wanhe’s shot is also aggravated again and again, which means growth.
Until you reach your home.