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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Six: The Death of the Sect Master of the Xeon Sword Spirit Mountain Seeking a Monthly Pass(2/2)

"Get away!"

Lingshanmen's master was cracked, pushing away in anger, and then he stood up and scolded: "Who is your father, your little miscellaneous shattered, if not for the black dragon sword, you also want to be the daughter of the old man?

"

"Daddy ..."

Cher's lips were slightly moved, and she seemed to feel that her father was too stimulating, so she wanted to come forward to comfort.

How could I not be my dad's daughter?

Who would like to go to Lingshanmen, the owner of Lingshan suddenly sneered and sipped on the ground.

"What father, you are just the old man grabbing the small miscellaneous crushing from the Snow Mountain, controlled by the old man's medicine, your whole family was killed by the old man!"

Lingshanmen owner cold hum.

At this time, he seemed to have reached the limit of patience.

Anyway, there is nothing, he can't make a black dragon sword in this life.

He won't install it! The showdown!

"!!!"

Cher looked at the sudden strange figure in front of her.

Snow Mountain?!

This is……

She murmured these three words, raised her head subconsciously, and only felt that a drama pain came, and a scene scene emerged.

A gentle woman is playing with her, and the kind of the sheep clan people gather together, playing with her partners in the snowy mountains ...

But then these memories have changed.

It is a Taoist shadow rushing in the fire.

"Are these all true ..."

Cher was holding her head, pink lips slightly, and couldn't help crying at the corner of her eyes, and it was painful.

I recognize the thief as a father?!

"Yes! Yes!"

"That's it!"

Lingshanmen watched Xueer's painful appearance, and immediately felt a little comfort.

Can't make yourself suffer alone!

In the madness, he teared his clothes, opened his chest and laughed.

"Your mother was imprisoned by the old man, and all the people were killed by the old man, hahahaha!"

Lingshanmen Lord laughed.

Then suddenly, the blood light seemed to be digested, and the rest of the ground passed through the chest, and the owner of Lingshan Gate was dry all over the blood.

Bang!

Lingshanmen Lord fell on the ruins.

He supported the last breath, raised his hand that had been sucking the ground, and was unwilling to point to that blood.

"What are you ... what ... things!"

And the bloody light turned lightly, seeing a response to the Lingshanmen master.

At this moment, Lingshanmen did not know where to come from, and even stretched out the claws that were absorbed like a skeleton, dragged himself to climb over.

He leaned his head, revealed his hope, and wanted to die.

The next moment, a loud voice came from the blood light.

"Guess ~"

As soon as the words fell, the owner of Lingshan Gate changed his face, his complexion from white to black.

The face twitched, and then moved to the whole body, the whole body twitched.

In the end, Gaga had no breath.

At this time, Mo Qiu and Ling Yun's eighteen riding who were originally fighting there were vomiting blood.

They are unhappy, even if they are knotted, it is impossible to be an opponent!

"The owner, you are coming, we can't hold it anymore!"

Mo Qiu roar.

The next moment, he turned his head to look at the situation of the owner, and then suddenly stunned.

The original and mighty door owner fell to the ground ...

Dead?!

"Impossible, isn't it just fell down by the evil magpies just now?"

"Is the owner fell to death?!"

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Chapter completed!
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