The monk of the Magic Dao is famous for his meanings, and he will kill him without paying his life. If you annoy them, you can say anything.

A gentleman is afraid of mixing. Although the monks are not all gentlemen, but compared with the monk of the Magic, the monk of the right Taoism is naturally civilized. Naturally, the party of the gentleman.

These monks who care for their own cultivation, and the bottom -limited monks who are in the bottom of their hearts are easy to fall into the wind when they face the magic Taoist. This is almost known to everyone on the side of the right side.

Whenever you are more eye -catching, there will be no face when there are some faces when the scene is not unfolded. If you become a "sacrifice knife ghost", you will lose it.

The little disciple was still young, his skin was thin, so he was ridiculed, and he couldn't speak in a stomach. He had to flush his face. His teacher saw him trembling angrily and stopped him, and comforted him.

"Yuan Zong, you are so old, what to do with a child. You didn't say this last time."

"At that time, now it is now. Just see the children who are not very talking in your way, discipline and discipline it for you. You see him is not so quiet?"

"The child is honest, and he doesn't necessarily do how powerful you are. It seems that the demon king, the more you live, the more you live, the more you go back."

"Oh? Honest kids. Also, the most small things in your way, the brain is not very flexible. If you think that you have a little ability, you will make the head everywhere, and you don't know how to respect the old seniors.

I feel very unhappy. "

"You are also good luck. Today, I am in a good mood when I am in this seat, and there are so many friends who watch. Otherwise, if it is normal, you may have become a white bone. But ..."

The two words were not finished, and the little monk who spoke only in response to crooked.

Strong attack.

The monks who were angry when they heard the words were angry. The Buddha also had fire. If it was still not related to himself before, then when they involved their own body, the other party wanted to insult their entire group, they could not calm down.

"Yuan Zong Mojun, there is a limit to the big words. Your magic Taoist turtle has shrunk in a corner for so many years. It has not been turned out for so many years. This little baby is also true. What is wrong?

An excuse for such a stingy. "

"Our people have their own tuning, don't need you to come and the moment. You take care of your disciples.

What followed was that the legs of the Yuan Zong Devil's legs were called Sui Lang, and the response fell down. It should be the hand that could not be seen.

If you can't hold X's face, you can't keep your face.

It's just that they suffered from these people below, and they were frightened, for fear that they would become the chicken who killed chickens and monkeys.

The attacked little disciples over there have been done with the help of other Zongmen. Fortunately, it was just an ordinary magic attack. Although the repair was eroded several small classes, the root bone was not harmed.

Good news.

Only the teacher of the victim's disciple feels sad. Because this child is already the best qualification of his men, it hurts and loves to raise it until today.

Then, then

Fortunately, I do n’t know which kind person has a little breath for them, otherwise their martial arts will be stretched out. Unfortunately, the culprit stands here well, and the man's heart curse fiercely.

The people around me were moved mercilessly. The Yuan Zong Devil didn't care much about it, just raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Good atmosphere."

"It seems that you have gone a little blood in these years, which is better than the past, and no longer like the turtle."

"you……"

"Enough, Yuanzong, what's the expensive to come here? I don't believe that you come here just to talk to the old. I don't believe that you come to find this child's trouble. What is the matter?"

"Nothing, just come to you. I heard that you are very active recently ..."

"I'm talking about you-"

"Yuan Heng."

"I heard that you led your disciples to run around the mainland as soon as you leave the customs, Fengming City, Shancheng City, Huyang School ... Run all over, how? I plan to leave the rivers and lakes?"

Yuan Hengzhenjun didn't speak, looking at him with a look at an idiot, he didn't seem to want to answer the question of dropping the price.

"I heard ... you received two disciples." The other person's eyes looked at them with great intentions, especially on the two of them.

Ningxia found that the other party's sight seemed to have stayed on her body for a while, with an unknown emotion.

Yuan Hengzhen Jun looked at him, without British response.

Ningxia could feel that the opposite gaze seemed to be touched on them for a while before she took it back. It was particularly cold at the end of the tune, which made her a little uncomfortable.

She heard the other party contempt: "Just do these two?"

"Yuan Heng, your vision is getting worse and worse. It is your skills that are not good, and you have to pick a few good ones. Now you are the right monks without talents.

... It's really ... alas, pitiful. "The other party pretended to be authentic.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhi

Well, people who can't be a very stupid say that she is crooked and jujube.

" -"

Which neuropathy hit her?!

Ningxia subconsciously drives Chonghuanjian to resist ... 咦?

"Ah -it hurts!"

Surprisingly, it seems that this direction does not seem to be right?

The monk who had already touched a little trajectory thought he was a recruitment again, but the scream was the person of the opposite team. Strange ...

The opposite Yuanzong Zhenjun raised an eyebrow, and a kind of interest appeared in his eyes.

Everyone is looking for uncle, and finally finds particularly different factors in the crowd.

Ningxia hammered the hoe, and smoothly followed the scabbard. Her expression was still a bit empty. It seemed that there was no response to what happened.

However, her movements have been seen by everyone.

"Your disciple is interesting ..." Yuan Zongzhen said softly.

Yuan Hengzhen looked at Ningxia and motioned for her to be clever. When she hid behind, Ningxia's heart -leading godly grabbed the other person's sleeve.

Who is she? What are she doing? She doesn't know anything.

"Children's tricks. Don't worry about Zhenjun."
Chapter completed!