The snow frost spreads little by little, and the coldness spreads under the moonlight. Soon the temperature is lost here. The coldness of the frozen soil reaches three feet deep, and no one can help but tremble.
A cold woman holding a scabbard, her white dress fluttered in the wind, her clothes rose and fell, and her slender eyelashes covered her cold eyes and walked in the night
The old monk stepped on the golden light and crossed the fields, and was about to return to the gentle hometown of Xueyue Tower.
When Ling Han's murderous aura came from afar, his face was stunned and soon changed drastically
He felt a strong sense of coldness and a strong hatred.
In Piaomiao Jiuzhou, few people can produce such murderous aura. They are outside this imperial capital. Needless to think about it, it is probably because the woman just came back and killed him.
Although the two had never seen each other, Ye Lao Jian Po hated him and must have told his complete appearance to future generations.
Thinking of the viciousness of the old sword woman, the old monk who has always been carefree actually turned gloomy, and a sweat as big as a bean quietly dripped from his forehead.
I discovered my identity so quickly?
The old monk complained. He was still brewing just now. When the old Taoist priest returns with him, he uses some conspiracy and strategies to capture this cold and arrogant contemporary sword woman under his crotch and play hard.
Who would have thought it would be discovered so quickly
To talk about how the two make a grudge, we need to mention that in order to improve their strength, he and the old Taoist priest stole the Ning family's treasure and lost it in an extremely dangerous place.
When the old sword woman was alive, she was invincible and was known as the No. 1 sword in Jiuzhou. Except for a few incognito people, no one dared to fight her head.
To this day, the old monk still has a psychological shadow on her. Before exploring the truth and reality, I really don't want to fight with this generation of sword girl.
What are you afraid of? Monk, I am not even afraid of the hunt for the pickled goods from Shen Gu, and I can even run out of the forbidden Fasson, and I am still afraid of this little girl?
The old monk's face turned sharp and suddenly a touch of black floated up, but he took out a string of Buddhist beads from his cuffs. Unlike ordinary Buddhist beads, there were pitch-black ghost beads on it, and there were even tiny holes in the middle.
This Buddhist bead is a treasure that the old monk spent his hard work to refine. It has countless ingredients. It not only can fight against the enemy, but also can also provide lust in bed, making the woman who has tried it dying of an ecstasy
The sound of the wind blew over quickly, slashing across the night sky like an iron knife, making a sharp sound of XiūXiū
The old monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand, turned the nigger beads one by one, and stood there motionless, his eyes turned and looked around, vigilantly observing the movements in all directions.
A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears
The appearance is so fat and ugly, the eyes are lustful and golden, and the internal strength is so deep that it is rare in Jiuzhou. There is no need to deny that you are one of the two evil people who have made my Ning family.
Ning Chuxun's expression was cold, and his nice voice was so cold that he could not know when the sword sheath was wrapped in a layer of sharp ice crystals, and many white airflows were lingering around it.
The scabbard in her hand was yellow, old, very old, and there was no sword inside, so it could not hurt anyone at all.
However, when the sharp ice crystals that release the cold air are wrapped around it, it is a different matter
The old monk's eyes shrank, and he condensed the cold sword sheath in her hand, showing fear, but it quickly covered it up and smiled: Did the fairy recognize the wrong person? Monk, I practice everywhere, sleep in the open air, I have never seen a fairy before.
Do you still deny it if you have the Golden Light Body Protection?
Ning Chuxun's beautiful face in the night is extremely calm, his voice is ethereal, as if it is close to far away, and it is unpredictable. As the sound falls, a blue sword energy slashes out from her sword sheath.
With a bang, a layer of golden light emerged in front of the old monk
In the golden light work, the sharp sword energy melted strangely, as if it had lost its edge in the passionate flames, disappearing inch by inch inch by night
Old monk, no more explanation
Golden Light Kung is his only internal skill. Apart from Golden Light Kung, he does not know any other martial arts skills. After the sword girl tried it, she couldn't hide it, and her identity was exposed.
Are you this generation of sword girl?
The old monk's eyes became lewd and cold, and he was already tearing his face. He began to look up and down at her elegant and perky figure: Compared to the ugly man of the old sword lady, your figure is really beautiful and refined, and you must have a good taste.
Don't deny it?
The indifferent woman holding the ice crystal scabbard heard the lewd words from the old monk's mouth, and her slender eyebrows frowned slightly, but her murderous intent was three points strong.
Pooh!
The old monk said angrily: Your Ning family's gangrene is of the same virtue as the guys Shen Gu! I have caused me to hide from all over the world. I just came to the imperial capital. It's really a bad luck for eight lifetimes. I wanted to make your Ning family a little bit. Since you are chasing you relentlessly, don't blame the monk for being ruthless!
After saying that, the old monk had golden light overflowing from head to toe, his skin became dazzling, and his whole body was like a giant Buddha descending to the mortal world. However, his round face was not dignified in appearance, but full of evil.
The golden light craft is vulgar, but it is actually an unfathomable magical skill that the old monk learned from an old Buddha who was about to become an immortal when he was young.
I will kill you tonight, but if you tell me the whereabouts of Qiushui Sword, I will only cut off your hands and feet
Ning Chuxun is still extremely calm. Compared to the old monk's golden light, she always maintains coldness. This is terrible, because she has the half-body skills of the sword woman and her predecessors in her body, and once she takes action, she will definitely be overturned.
Qiushui Sword? Ning family is really obsessed with it. Thirty years have passed and they are still looking for it. The old monk snorted coldly. He was actually quite dissatisfied with the Qiushui Sword.
If he had known that the old sword lady was so terrifying, he and the old Taoist priest might not have stolen the sword.
But now that's it, it's useless to regret
The Qiushui Sword is gone! You Ning family don’t want to find it. How old is the pretty girl? You dare to kill me? Monk, I am in Jiuzhou. When you are not born, you are not born yet. You may be captured later. You may deflower your body!
Depressed, the old monk transferred all his resentment to Ning Chuxun, feeling that the hardship he suffered thirty years ago would be brought back by this girl.
Ning Chuxun's beautiful eyes chilled slightly, but she endured the murderous intent and impulse, slowly placed the scabbard in front of her eyes and murmured: Qiushui is falling outside, only the scabbard grandma is left. Chu'er finally found the two evil people who have brought me the Ning family for decades to humiliate. Tonight, I will cut off the monk's head and comfort you
As for the remaining old Taoist priest... Chu'er killed him soon
A cold woman holding a scabbard, her white dress fluttered in the wind, her clothes rose and fell, and her slender eyelashes covered her cold eyes and walked in the night
The old monk stepped on the golden light and crossed the fields, and was about to return to the gentle hometown of Xueyue Tower.
When Ling Han's murderous aura came from afar, his face was stunned and soon changed drastically
He felt a strong sense of coldness and a strong hatred.
In Piaomiao Jiuzhou, few people can produce such murderous aura. They are outside this imperial capital. Needless to think about it, it is probably because the woman just came back and killed him.
Although the two had never seen each other, Ye Lao Jian Po hated him and must have told his complete appearance to future generations.
Thinking of the viciousness of the old sword woman, the old monk who has always been carefree actually turned gloomy, and a sweat as big as a bean quietly dripped from his forehead.
I discovered my identity so quickly?
The old monk complained. He was still brewing just now. When the old Taoist priest returns with him, he uses some conspiracy and strategies to capture this cold and arrogant contemporary sword woman under his crotch and play hard.
Who would have thought it would be discovered so quickly
To talk about how the two make a grudge, we need to mention that in order to improve their strength, he and the old Taoist priest stole the Ning family's treasure and lost it in an extremely dangerous place.
When the old sword woman was alive, she was invincible and was known as the No. 1 sword in Jiuzhou. Except for a few incognito people, no one dared to fight her head.
To this day, the old monk still has a psychological shadow on her. Before exploring the truth and reality, I really don't want to fight with this generation of sword girl.
What are you afraid of? Monk, I am not even afraid of the hunt for the pickled goods from Shen Gu, and I can even run out of the forbidden Fasson, and I am still afraid of this little girl?
The old monk's face turned sharp and suddenly a touch of black floated up, but he took out a string of Buddhist beads from his cuffs. Unlike ordinary Buddhist beads, there were pitch-black ghost beads on it, and there were even tiny holes in the middle.
This Buddhist bead is a treasure that the old monk spent his hard work to refine. It has countless ingredients. It not only can fight against the enemy, but also can also provide lust in bed, making the woman who has tried it dying of an ecstasy
The sound of the wind blew over quickly, slashing across the night sky like an iron knife, making a sharp sound of XiūXiū
The old monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand, turned the nigger beads one by one, and stood there motionless, his eyes turned and looked around, vigilantly observing the movements in all directions.
A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears
The appearance is so fat and ugly, the eyes are lustful and golden, and the internal strength is so deep that it is rare in Jiuzhou. There is no need to deny that you are one of the two evil people who have made my Ning family.
Ning Chuxun's expression was cold, and his nice voice was so cold that he could not know when the sword sheath was wrapped in a layer of sharp ice crystals, and many white airflows were lingering around it.
The scabbard in her hand was yellow, old, very old, and there was no sword inside, so it could not hurt anyone at all.
However, when the sharp ice crystals that release the cold air are wrapped around it, it is a different matter
The old monk's eyes shrank, and he condensed the cold sword sheath in her hand, showing fear, but it quickly covered it up and smiled: Did the fairy recognize the wrong person? Monk, I practice everywhere, sleep in the open air, I have never seen a fairy before.
Do you still deny it if you have the Golden Light Body Protection?
Ning Chuxun's beautiful face in the night is extremely calm, his voice is ethereal, as if it is close to far away, and it is unpredictable. As the sound falls, a blue sword energy slashes out from her sword sheath.
With a bang, a layer of golden light emerged in front of the old monk
In the golden light work, the sharp sword energy melted strangely, as if it had lost its edge in the passionate flames, disappearing inch by inch inch by night
Old monk, no more explanation
Golden Light Kung is his only internal skill. Apart from Golden Light Kung, he does not know any other martial arts skills. After the sword girl tried it, she couldn't hide it, and her identity was exposed.
Are you this generation of sword girl?
The old monk's eyes became lewd and cold, and he was already tearing his face. He began to look up and down at her elegant and perky figure: Compared to the ugly man of the old sword lady, your figure is really beautiful and refined, and you must have a good taste.
Don't deny it?
The indifferent woman holding the ice crystal scabbard heard the lewd words from the old monk's mouth, and her slender eyebrows frowned slightly, but her murderous intent was three points strong.
Pooh!
The old monk said angrily: Your Ning family's gangrene is of the same virtue as the guys Shen Gu! I have caused me to hide from all over the world. I just came to the imperial capital. It's really a bad luck for eight lifetimes. I wanted to make your Ning family a little bit. Since you are chasing you relentlessly, don't blame the monk for being ruthless!
After saying that, the old monk had golden light overflowing from head to toe, his skin became dazzling, and his whole body was like a giant Buddha descending to the mortal world. However, his round face was not dignified in appearance, but full of evil.
The golden light craft is vulgar, but it is actually an unfathomable magical skill that the old monk learned from an old Buddha who was about to become an immortal when he was young.
I will kill you tonight, but if you tell me the whereabouts of Qiushui Sword, I will only cut off your hands and feet
Ning Chuxun is still extremely calm. Compared to the old monk's golden light, she always maintains coldness. This is terrible, because she has the half-body skills of the sword woman and her predecessors in her body, and once she takes action, she will definitely be overturned.
Qiushui Sword? Ning family is really obsessed with it. Thirty years have passed and they are still looking for it. The old monk snorted coldly. He was actually quite dissatisfied with the Qiushui Sword.
If he had known that the old sword lady was so terrifying, he and the old Taoist priest might not have stolen the sword.
But now that's it, it's useless to regret
The Qiushui Sword is gone! You Ning family don’t want to find it. How old is the pretty girl? You dare to kill me? Monk, I am in Jiuzhou. When you are not born, you are not born yet. You may be captured later. You may deflower your body!
Depressed, the old monk transferred all his resentment to Ning Chuxun, feeling that the hardship he suffered thirty years ago would be brought back by this girl.
Ning Chuxun's beautiful eyes chilled slightly, but she endured the murderous intent and impulse, slowly placed the scabbard in front of her eyes and murmured: Qiushui is falling outside, only the scabbard grandma is left. Chu'er finally found the two evil people who have brought me the Ning family for decades to humiliate. Tonight, I will cut off the monk's head and comfort you
As for the remaining old Taoist priest... Chu'er killed him soon
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