Chapter 1735: This master is a bit strange
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Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher
- Meng Qi
- 1843 characters
- 2021-02-04 12:31:11
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"You still have a lot of wives, how can you have a lot of wives? You bastard... oh..."
What Xiang Yang didn't think was that when he said that he had a lot of wives, Xuan Su actually seemed to be disappointing herself. The whole person was crazy in an instant, and he was crazy in his own back, although she could not Using a powerful energy, every time you hit yourself, it's like a massage, but this is to beat yourself in front of a group of captives. Where does this face go?
Xiang Yang looked at Langjiji and found that this guy and a dozen other guys who were hip-hoping to deal with the dragon but couldn’t cut the dragon scale were watching their jokes secretly, he suddenly became angry. The so-called uncle can not bear, can not bear, you. Girl.. Xuan, this young master is carrying you to death, in order to allow you to fill your stomach, it is to take you to kill the dragon, you are not satisfied, it is too Excessive.
Xiang Yang couldn't help but whispered to Xuan Su. "Don't move, if you move again, I will hit you. Fart. Fart."
At this moment, there is no power in Xuan Su, just like an ordinary woman. No, no, in Xiang Yang’s heart, Xuan Su has been regarded as a weak woman without any power, and it is a sick West.
If you don't have the strength, you have to be self-conscious. Although you call yourself a sister, can you not be so excessive?
At the same time, Xiang Yangxuan said, if the mother is not the master of his wife, she would have directly flattened her. Fart. Fart. Where can she turn her here? ?
"Do you dare?" Xiang Yang’s words suddenly made Xuan Su surprised, stopped struggling and hit Xiang Yang, but hardened his neck and sipped to Xiang Yang.
However, such a screaming sound, even Xuan Su knows that there is no slight effect, let alone the mysteriousness of the moment can not use the slightest power, even if she can use the power, in the chaos of the void, she is not Xiang Yang has given 'travel' to the whole body?
"Xiang Yang, you dare to move me, I am not finished with you..."
Xuan Susheng was afraid that Xiang Yang really did his own work and said quickly.
"Snapped…"
However, when Xuansu’s voice had not yet fallen, she felt that her hips were hurting, and then a clear voice came over. Her whole person was dumbfounded, and she was really beaten by Xiang Yang. butt.
"You said I dare not?"
Xiang Yang’s heart reminiscent of the feel, hey, I have to say that the main character of the palace is not the first beauty of the universe. This feeling is really nothing to say, the elasticity is amazing, it is full of soft feeling, cough, if it can be every day Hey, if you pinch it and take a shot, it’s not cool... cough, think too much, this is the master of Jingroujie, how can this be, I am punishing her.
Xiang Yang was sitting in the struggle, but on the surface he showed a light color, without fear of Xuan Su.
However, what Xiang Yang did not expect was that after his voice fell, Xuan Su did not open his mouth and did not continue to fight himself. Instead, he turned his face flushed, as if he wanted to drip blood, and his body was soft on his back. On the contrary, I did not say a word.
"strange…"
Xiang Yang’s heart is puzzled. He looks like his face is red and seems to be dripping out blood. He is biting his teeth and hating to look at his own mystery. It’s a bit of a dull feeling. He touched his head and couldn’t touch the north. When I thought about it, I suddenly felt amazed. In the dark, the Lord of the Palace could not openly blew himself under the anger. Then he would be miserable. So he quickly said to Xuan Su, "Cough, the main sister of the palace." Are you OK?"
"Humph…"
Xuan Su did not pay attention to Xiang Yang, but coldly snorted and no longer took care of Xiang Yang, but what she thought in her heart, no one but her own, no one knows.
"Ha ha..."
Seeing that the Lord of the Palace will still be proud of himself, that Xiang Yang is relieved. He feels that his thoughts are obviously superfluous. The Master of the Palace is a supreme strongman who is comparable to the real fairy. How could he not think about it?
He laughed and continued to carry the Lord of the Palace, his hand is still placed on the hips behind the palace master, his eyes are looking at Langjiji, a little depressed and said, "How to deal with this Guy, it’s really tangled."
If it is according to Xuan Su, it must be a slap in the face of this guy, but Xiang Yang feels that this guy can't be so cheap, and that every time he bullies this little role, it doesn't seem to mean anything. Look like that.
"Adults are forgiving, small can make cattle for the adults, for the adults to saddle before the horse, after death, you will kill me, you will only tarnish your hand, but if you stand and my life, I Can also help you do something, adults are forgiving..."
After listening to Xiang Yang's words, Langjiji suddenly changed his face, and quickly kept his head pleading for mercy.
"You are too low, I can't look at you, and, if you say that I killed you, it will tarnish my hand. I really feel that if you let you live and dangle in front of my eyes, it may be more tainted. I am." Xiang Yang said very directly with the color of disgust.
"..."
Langjiji only felt that his self-esteem had been scouted by 120,000 points. If he was not too afraid of Xiangyang in his heart, I am afraid that he could not help but yell at Xiangyang.
Hit people do not face, uncovering and not revealing short.
Is there such a bully?
This young master is also a master of seven products. In the younger generation of Shencheng, it is the real arrogance. Although it is not comparable to the top voluptuous, but everyone praises the existence of the arrogant arrogance, it has become yours. No chances...
At this moment, Langjiji felt disheartened and could not wait to fight with Xiangyang, but when he thought that Xiangyang was a god-level master, he had no temper and could only sit on the ground with a lost face. .
"Hey..."
On the other side, next to the huge dragon, the dozens of younger brothers are exhausting the dragon scales of the dragons and want to complete the task of Xiang Yang. Their strength is too weak and cannot be destroyed at all. The dragon scales of Xiaolong can only be sweating with anger, and they are afraid that Xiangyang will kill them.
"Well, you don't have to grind it. With your skill, even if you can't use it, you can't destroy the dragon scale of this dragon. It will make your sweat pollute my dragon meat."
When Xiang Yang saw that the group of guys were too tired to kneel down, they suddenly became speechless, and waved their hands helplessly, letting the dozen guys stop.
At this time, he also realized how stupid he was to let the dozens of little guys get rid of the dragon meat. These guys were so weakly repaired, and there was no magic weapon on their body. How can they shake the dragon of the dragon? scale?
"Adult, we are wrong, we will use all our strength, adults are forgiving."
"Raining adults, adults..."
"Oh, don't kill me, don't, I don't want to die..."
At this moment, all of these people cried out one after another, shivering and screaming on the ground for mercy.
In their view, Xiang Yang let them stop, nothing more than to see their efficiency is too slow, without any effect, they want to kill them.
All along, they are dog-legged, and it is very clear in their minds that if a person loses the value of his use, then there is no effect, waiting for his end is nothing more than being smashed and emptied.
"All the treasures in your body are coming out and I will help you identify them."
However, these people originally thought that Xiangyang would kill them, but they did not expect that Xiang Yang actually waved his hand and said it seriously.
"what?"
After listening to this group of people, they all stunned. In their capacity, even if they have any treasures, they just think they are treasures. In their view, Xiang Yang is a god-level master, how can he fall? To the situation where you need to grab their baby?
You must know that the god-level master, in the mainland of the city, but the existence of the supreme peak, just pull a hair can match any baby, for the things below the level practitioners, it is impossible to enter the gods The power of the ranks is strong, but the god-level powerhouse of Xiangyang seems to be a bit special.
This group of people all groaned in their hearts, although they did not dare to look at Xiangyang, but they felt that Xiangyang was very surprised.
At this moment, Xiang Yang is also a little blush, but who can't use his energy, what magic weapon can't be used, and remember that when Langjiji's brothers took out the storage bag, they just read the spell, if that's the case, then The magic weapon on these guys seems to be able to use it as well.
What is the most needed thing for Xiangyang in this world? Naturally, it is not a baby that can kill or defend. The main thing missing is a treasure of storage.
As a self-cultivator, I am used to no matter what kind of treasure is placed in the magic of storage or Xianfu, Xiangyang has been inseparable from the magic of storage. After coming to this world, he suddenly has no storage magic weapon to use. Suddenly felt very unaccustomed.
Therefore, although I know that these people do not have any treasures, he still can't help but be a very shameless robber. They will rob all the things that are weaker than he is not knowing how many times.
Everything is just for the magic of storage, as long as you can get a magic weapon that can be used without energy, then whatever is done is worth it.
Of course, if you can get some other useful baby that you can use without energy, it is naturally the most enjoyable thing.
Xiang Yang smiled at these people. If his energy can use a trace of it, there is no need to do this kind of robbery, but now it seems that he can only take it.
If you let these guys know that Xiangyang is robbing them, they will just be on the lookout. I am afraid these guys will be more depressed.