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Thinking of a fat man of two hundred catties thinking about him always gave me a hairy feeling.

"Master Jiang, I also take my leave."

The green-robed old monster was still shrouded in the black robe, showing no trace.

"No, you go too?"

Jiang Ping was watching the four beautiful figures and a fat man leave when he heard the old monster in green gown saying goodbye.

"Ah."

The affirmative voice of the green-robed old monster came from the cloak:

"Although the three-year period has not yet come, I think Master Jiang doesn't need me anymore."

"Come on, I need you very much."

Without you, my left and right protectors are not symmetrical.

Jiang Ping secretly said in his heart.

The old monster in green robe smiled wryly: "Hehe, with Master Jiang's current strength, I'm afraid I won't even have the place to look at your neck."

"that"

Jiang Ping didn't expect his strength to soar so fiercely that he even deprived him of the chance to be a weak chicken.

"Well, what are your plans?"

The green-robed old monster replied: "I am going to go back and continue to practice. If possible, I want to follow that adult."

Fate returned to the original track.

The adult in the mouth of the green-robed old monster is naturally Qiye.

After all, he is a demon general under the command of the Seven Nights Demon Lord in the future.

Jiang Ping sighed in his heart, and said, "Then I wish you a smooth journey, and I hope to hear your name in the rivers and lakes soon."

"Thank you."

The black robe faded, and a touch of green disappeared into the sky.

"Everyone is gone, father-in-law, I only have you left."

Jiang Ping said as if he had been abandoned.

However, Tie Ao has been tortured by Jiang Ping for a long time, and he is completely unmoved: "You want to rely on me?"

Jiang Ping immediately complained: "This is not a lie, father-in-law, did you forget the agreement with me?

You still have to pass on the God of arrest to me.

If I don't learn more from you, how will I succeed in the future? "

Tie Ao snorted coldly: "Tell me something human!"

"Uh"

Jiang Ping didn't expect his father-in-law to be so vigilant, so he said directly:

"Recently, the upper hand in the world is a bit strong, and I want to find you to avoid the limelight."

The second expansion piece, the five mountains are light, the battle of sword spirit is over, and the game starts to be updated

ps: This update is an online real-time update, which may cause a slight dizziness. Please pay attention to find a safe place and wait for the update to complete.

game is updating

The game is updated.

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Game initialization complete

The third piece of expansion is Dao Xiaomao, the Hundred Years War officially begins!

ps: This update fixes the bugs found in the past, optimizes the game experience, and adds many interesting new ways to play, please explore by yourself or go to the official website to check.

I wish you a happy game, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, heroes please be careful!

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The rain in summer is always caught off guard. One moment the sun is shining brightly, and the next moment it will be covered with dark clouds and the rain will pour down.

The bean-sized raindrops are like crisp beads, falling on the tiles, ticking together, flowing down the gaps, and hanging under the eaves to form a rain curtain.

a long corridor.

"In this situation, I want to write a poem."

A young man in white stood under the rain curtain, looking at the flowers all over the ground outside the fence that had been beaten to pieces by the rainstorm, and said in a timely manner.

"Young master, please sing."

Next to the young man in white was a thin old man with a little wrinkle on his brows, which became more obvious when he smiled, which made his originally stern face a little more kind.

He may be a happy grandpa.

"Cough cough..."

The young man in white cleared his throat and began to chant to Yu:

"It's raining, it's so heavy,

Flowers, it's so miserable,

I am so idle,

God, I won't! "

clap clap clap! ! !

Sincere and unaffected applause came.

"Good poems, good poems, you are worthy of being a born star of Wenqu, this kind of talent can only be heard in the sky, how can you see it a few times in the world."

The little old man flattered Dao very naturally, without any hint of reluctance.

"Hey, Comrade Lao Qiu, you must be humble, you just need to know the fact that my son is outstanding in literature, and you don't need to spread it all over the world.

But the eyes of the masses are discerning, and sooner or later they will discover my excellence. "

The righteous words on the face of the young man in white almost believed even himself.

"vomit!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

"The masses will only find you if they are blind!"

"Die to my old lady!"

There was a piercing scream.

then.

Pong!

A big hole was broken through the bricks and tiles, and a red dress floated down.

The three-foot green sharp edge turned into a deadly weapon, and the thick stellar energy condensed at one point can smash gold and jade.

This sword has 20 years of skill!

At the same time, seven men in black hats came out of the rain with steel umbrellas.

Because the speed was too fast, all the raindrops along the way were smashed and vaporized, and the formed mist brought a long white snake behind them, hazy and full of beauty.

Under the bamboo hat, the stern faces were full of murderous intent.

They stepped on the bluestone floor, and the sunken pit splashed a large amount of water. The clattering sound covered up the clatter of their swords drawn from the umbrella handles.

A long knife with a handle, the edge of the blade is cold, and it will be fierce when it meets water.

One upright and one strange, one bright and one dark, the murderous intent comes in an instant.

"Stay alive."

Facing the two killers, the young man in white leaned against the railing of the corridor, yawned, and said lazily.

He didn't show any emotion on his face, and he didn't seem to care about the murderous intent that was approaching Chi Chi at all.

The girl in red with the sword couldn't help feeling anxious.

She is a killer!

When ordinary people saw her, even if they were not scared and screamed, they would tremble a little to show their respect for the killer.

But what is this little boy in white doing?

He was yawning? !

Is it appropriate to yawn in such a serious and tense moment?

Can't you call for help first?

Don't call out, right? My old lady made you unable to call out again!

So she breathed out her true energy again, and the power of the sword, which had reached its limit, inspired another three-inch sword gang.

this sword,

The strength of breastfeeding!

In the blink of an eye, Jian Gang was already three feet in front of the young man in white.

Just one more step, and her sword can pierce the throat of this young man who is so rich and jaded.

Very accurate and fast.

The blood will burst like fireworks.

She seemed to have seen the unbelievable eyes of the young man in white.

A triumphant smile began to appear on her face.

then……

"Good son."

A faint answer came from the ear of the red-clothed killer, and then she felt that she had bumped into a mountain, a mountain with no top in sight.

Qing Feng was in front of him, but was lightly clamped by two fingers.

The killer in red flicked her wrist, trying to turn the long sword to cut off the two fingers, but she found that her sword seemed to be clamped by a vice, unable to move an inch.

Even the original turbulent zhenqi seemed to have hit an iron wall and rushed back directly.

Once in and out, the meridians all over the body seem to enjoy an extreme pressure with a negative distance, and the taste is extremely sour.

For a while, she couldn't exert any strength.

"Let go!"

With a low shout, the eardrums of the girl in red trembled, as if struck by lightning, her body froze on the spot.

So she could only watch helplessly as the little old man who seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind just now took her sword slowly.

Then he folded it lightly and gave it away.

The three-foot long sword turned into seven fragments, divided into seven directions, like a meteor rushing through the rain curtain.

Puff puff! ! !

The piercing sound sounded almost simultaneously.

The girl in red turned her head stiffly.

I saw a fist-sized hole in the chest of the seven black-clothed killers who were still looking murderous just now. Through the hole, you can still see a gorgeous little flower in the corner of the yard, crumbling in the rain.

Pfft!

Seven bodies fell.

No one knows that these seven people are the killer group that has become famous in the world in recent years-Qisha.