I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　An Bulang saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

　　 Ji Changwu must be dying. Tonight is the life-and-death game. If Ji Hongxue let him go, what would Ji Wuye think? If Ji Wuye is more brutal, if he is angry, the king's palace will die. Only Ji Changwu died in battle, and he could end the mission. Ji Wuye gathered his eyes and hatred on Ji Hongxue.

　　 "Boom..."

　　 Thundery bursts in the sky.

　　 This is not annoying.

　　 The night sky was dark, and it was going to rain.

　　La La La La......

　　Heavy rain says it will come down.

　　 diluted the strong **** smell in the small garden.

　　Ji Hongxue's soft and smooth red dress was also wetted, clinging to the snow-white skin, lining the tall and **** spoiled body at a glance.

　　 She was unaware of the matter. The dagger in her hand slowly pulled out from Ji Changwu's heart, covered her open eyes, and stood up. The dagger in her hand was still trembling.

An Bulang looked at it, where could he still sit, and immediately hugged Ji Hongxue's wet, sleek waist, and said with a smile: "Sister Hongxue, the dark wind is high this night, and the rain is heavy, do we have to change Somewhere?"

　　 expected anger did not come.

　　An Bulang was in doubt. Suddenly, the woman beside her turned around, hugged him tightly, and howled.

This……!

　　The woman's soft but warm touch is in sharp contrast with the cold rain.

　　An Bulang recalled his father's teachings. As an excellent man, when a woman's mood is low, she should hug her to cater to her.

　　 Without a word, he hugged the woman in her back with her arms around her waist, while holding her back with one hand.

　　An Bulang can obviously feel the soft and bumpy body of the woman in her arms shaking slightly.

　　 Then, Ji Hongxue hugged tighter and cried more wildly.

　　It rained heavily.

　　 Even the woman's cry is about to be covered up.

　　 wow la la......

　　Boom...

　　 Ji Hongxue hugged An Bulang and wilfully vented her emotions. Then she found an inn with An Bulang.

　　 Both freshened up, put on new clothes, and met again.

　　 At this moment, Ji Hongxue has come to a halt, and Qingli has a slightly charming face reddening slightly, seeming a bit shy, saying: "Before, I held you in the rain for so long, it was my gaffe..."

　　 "It doesn't matter, I'm not losing money." An Bulang said happily.

　　 Ji Hongxue gave An Bulang an angry look.

　　 "Hey, no, I lost, you three-pointed girl, take advantage of me." An Bulang came back.

　　 Ji Hongxue is about to hit someone! !

　　 Then, after seeing that An Bulang saved her again, she still held back.

　　Ji Hongxue looked at the young boy in front of him, and his teeth were biting his red lips, hesitating for a moment, he still said: "An Bulang...you...you go."

　　 "Go? Impossible!" An Bulang immediately.

　　 Ji Hongxue lifted her beautiful eyes, and the waves in her eyes moved.

　　 "Thirty-six spirit stones, just want to kill me? My shot fee is not so cheap." An Bulang said.

　　 Ji Hongxue: "..."

The woman's eyes dimmed: "But, I have nothing now... The eldest brother wants to kill me, the second brother wants to kill me, my father and the king can't protect themselves, I can't do anything by myself, and I can't get the spirit stone. Here you are..."

　　 "It just doesn't work..." Ji Hongxue took a deep breath, and her delicate red lips lightly opened, "I can only promise with my body..."

　　Anbu Lang took a breath of breath: "You want to be beautiful!"

　　 Ji Hongxue's mentality collapsed.

　　An Bulang knew that he was wrong and hurried to comfort the other party.

　　 After all, the other party just experienced the most uncomfortable thing in life.

　　 It was hard to coax the woman with red eyes.

　　 "I really have nothing now..." Ji Hongxue aggrieved.

　　 "Don't you say that you have a lot of spirit stones in your palace?" An Bulang said.

　　 Ji Hongxue frowned: "However, Ji Wuye now covers the sky with one hand, and we go to the palace to die."

　　An Bulang patted Ji Hongxue's scented shoulder: "I am there to protect you, what are you afraid of? That's all it's about, let's go to the palace to get the spirit stone."

　　 "But..."

　　 "Not so much."

　　An Bulang looked directly at Ji Hongxue and said seriously: "You have always said that Ji Wuye is very powerful, then you know how strong I am? Whoever blocks the road, we will kill whoever is so simple!"

　　 Ji Hongxue looked at An Bulang's serious look, and there was a tremor in her heart again, finally made up her mind and nodded, "Okay! Then I will go crazy with you!"

　　 "Haha, this is not crazy, I am so strong, just wave." An Bulang comforted.

　　 "..." Ji Hongxue seemed to understand why his parents gave him this name.

　　 "But before that, we have to make some preparations." An Bulang said again.

　　 "What preparation?" Ji Hongxue was a little more relaxed. At least An Bulang was not a brainless person. He also knew to do some planning and make some preparations.

　　 This night, the moon and the wind were high, and the heavy rain was ruthless.

　　 The monks and worshippers of the King's Mansion screamed again and again.

　　 Two masked black strong men beat all the monks in the German palace to take away the spirit stone and walk away.

　　 Inside the inn.

　　 The candlelight is lit.

An Bulang took off his mask, looked at a pile of spirit stones on the table, and said happily: "This Ji Changwu is really lying to me, and he said that there are no hundred spirit stones, and there are one hundred twenty-one spirit stones here. It!"

　　 Ji Hongxue took off her mask and looked at An Bulang without a word: "This is the preparation you said?"

　　 She felt that she had been deflected by the man in front of her, and even became a profession that she never dared to think about in her life.

　　 "What do you know, I want to practice a magical power, and I need a spirit stone urgently. The energy in my body is not enough to make me a magical power, but with the help of the energy in the spirit stone, it is much simpler..."

　　An Bulang took a golden egg from the inside of his clothes.

　　 Ji Hongxue's eyes shone brightly: "Big cock's egg!"

"It's the crystallization of Yang." An Bulang pouted, "Since I want to face Ji Wuye with the bar, I naturally have to prepare a little bit better. I'll first practice the Liuliyang pupil magical power, and then I will ask you to protect the law. "

　　 Ji Hongxue nodded cleverly, stood up, waved his fist in front of An Bulang, UU reading www.uukanshu.com encouraged: "No wave, come on!"

　　An Bulang looked at this look of Ji Hongxue, inexplicably kind of girlish.

　　 He looked at it, hesitating for a moment, still said: "Wait..."

　　 said, under Ji Hongxue's confused eyes, An Bulang took a pen and wrote something on the paper.

　　 "Take it." An Bulang handed over several pieces of white paper filled with small letters to Ji Hongxue.

　　 "This is..." Ji Hongxue took the blank paper blankly.

　　 "I don't need to use the Qi cultivation method in my house before, just use this, enough for you to practice... after a long time." An Bulang said.

　　 "Your home?" Ji Hongxue froze, and then kept shaking his head: "No, no! This is too expensive, I can't want it!"

　　An Bulang is so evil, and his family is certainly not bad, so his family's Qigong practice is definitely not simple.

"Hey, it's just a common Qi-Qi method. Are you the one?" An Bulang waved his hand. "To tell you the truth, this is the most spicy Qi-Qi method in my house. No one wants it. Practice that, but it might be better than your Qi Qi cultivation method..."

"Okay! Are you throwing the garbage to me for refining!?" Ji Hongxue listened and scolded, and finally accepted An Bulang's mind, and then bent her legs, bent over her sleeves, and performed a princess ceremony, " Thanks!"

　　 looked at Ji Hongxue who walked out of the door and took the initiative to protect the law outside, and An Bulang shook his head with a smile.

　　 It’s true that his **** of Qigong practice is about to be eliminated, but it is a little bit better than Ji Hongxue’s original Qigong practice. It’s probably as big as a central star field...

　　 After all, no matter how rubbish, it is also a skill that can be cultivated to become a immortal...