I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　An Bulang climbed up from the concave ground, patted the dust on his body, a pair of bright eyes, looked around curiously, as if the newborn baby was just born, curious about everything in the world.

　　He saw Ji Hongxue, who was dressed in red. The man looked a little ordinary, but it was pretty pleasing.

　　 He looked again at the tyrant who was accidentally landed by his handsome land, and his face was horribly ugly.

　　 "I look like... Disturb you?" An Bulang glanced at the corpses around, nervously.

　　 The scene was a bit bloody. An Bulang didn't expect to encounter such an exciting thing when he came to the realm.

　　 "Run! Danger here!" Ji Hongxue hurriedly said.

　　 She is quite fond of this beautiful young man, especially the dark and bright eyes, as if the purest gemstones in the world, she couldn't help but look a few more times.

　　 Such a good-looking teenager must not die here in vain!

　　 "Hehe, after seeing my tyrant killing, do you still want to leave here alive?"

Bahu climbed up from the ground and lifted up the blood-stained blood-stained sword, gloomy face, staring at An Bulang with a cruel smile: "Although I don't know who you are, you unfortunately saw me , Buried here with this group of people."

　　 This sudden young boy in white is cultivated to be only the third layer of metaphysical realm. Even if he wants to come, there is no background.

　　The number of high-powered people killed by tyrants has gone. Where would you care about the life of an unknown monk?

　　 "Are you sure you want to kill me?" An Bulang blinked his beautiful eyes and asked with great interest.

　　 He was still a little confused about the situation, but now at least he can confirm the good and evil camps of both sides.

　　 "Why are you still standing here stupidly, run away!" Ji Hongxue saw An Bulang still stupidly standing on the spot, even provoking the bully. His wounded body was full of blood and spitting out blood.

An Bulang was even more moved when he saw this scene. Although the older sister was not too beautiful, she was very good-hearted, and she would vomit blood for his safety. This matter stands by.

"Hahaha... This silly boy saw me, afraid he wouldn't be able to walk even the road, right?" Bahu saw the stunned An Bulang in the same place, and grinned, "Relax, I will shoot your head with a sword. , It doesn't hurt at all."

　　 The footsteps of the Bahu, the whole person ejected like a cannonball, the black sword in his hand cut through the void, and he shot fiercely against the head of the non-wave wave, and the energy he brought up even set off a violent wind around.

　　 Ji Hongxue doesn't even have the heart to look at the scene in front of him, then the beautiful and beautiful boy will be shot on the spot without the head, the scene is too cruel.

　　However, when Anbulang in the giant sword was only one foot away, Anbulang shot and used his hand as a knife to shoot directly on the blade.

　　 Bahu’s first reaction was that the other party was crazy, so dare to take the white blade empty-handed?

　　 As a heaven-level killer, He once received such contempt, and immediately shouted, the power of the Eightfold Profound Body exploded and fell down with more powerful momentum!

　　 "Broken Moon." An Bulang's hand was covered with Jiao Baiyuehui, and he tapped the astonishing black iron giant sword.

boom……

　　 a crisp sound.

　　Under the shocked eyes of Ba Hu, his indestructible giant sword was even split by An Bulang with his hands.

　　 The terrifying anti-shock force made him crack.

　　 "Pick the star." An Bulang's hand didn't stop. As soon as a flash of lightning, he caught the broken blade with his finger, and then he shot out.

　　 The broken blade that flew out is as fast as a meteor, so fast that Bahu is too late to avoid!

　　 "Poof..."

　　 A head flew into the sky.

　　 Bahu's horrified and unbelievable expression appeared on his face, and the ventilator was completely cut off.

　　 Simply neat, kill in one blow!

　　The world became quiet.

　　Only one woman in red opened her eyes and looked silly.

　　What just happened?

　　 An eighth-level metaphysical period strong man, was killed by a triple-level metaphysic period monk?

　　 Am I hallucinating, or is the world crazy?

　　An Bulang walked to Ji Hongxue, lifted the woman who was still in shock, put her hand against the woman's slender, tender waist, and a force poured into the woman's body.

Ji Hongxue only reacted at this time. Her body of gold was touched so intimately by an unfamiliar boy. She was about to blow up her hair. Suddenly, she felt the belly warm and very comfortable. She was very comfortable. The pain is gone at the moment.

　　 "This... a very powerful treatment..." Ji Hongxue's tight and delicate body relaxed for no reason, his eyes brightened, and he looked at the young man in surprise.

　　 "Of course, this is my own technique." An Bulang said proudly.

　　 "Home-made?" Ji Hongxue was even more shocked, and then a little unbelieving.

　　 She had never heard of the mysterious monks who could create their own spells.

　　However, An Bulang has completely conquered Ji Hongxue by this surgery alone.

　　 After all, she is the sixth strongest of the Xuanzhi body, and she cannot do such effective treatment with Reiki.

　　 Soon, Ji Hongxue's injury healed.

　　 "I am the third princess Ji Hongxue of the blue country, and when I return to the palace, I will repay the help of the Taoist friends." Ji Hongxue elegantly saluted An Bulang and looked grateful.

　　 "My name is An Bulang, even if I repay anything, I just give up." An Bulang waved his hand indifferently.

　　 Ji Hongxue blinked Qiushui's eyes.

　　Is it safe?

　　 What a strange name.

　　 But when he heard my princess's identity, there was not much fluctuation in his eyes. He wanted to be a disciple who had a deep background in cultivation, right?

　　 "An Bulang Daoyou, you Ji Jiuxue definitely want to report your kindness." Ji Hongxue said seriously.

　　 "Since this is the case." An Bulang reached out his hand.

　　 "Huh?" Ji Hongxue was at a loss.

　　 "I, Anbulang, ask for money!" Anbulang excitedly said.

　　 Ji Hongxue: "..."

　　 did not expect you to be so straightforward!

　　 Ji Hongxue's pretty face appeared embarrassed: "I...I don't have any belongings now. UU reading www.uukanshu.com. If you wait for me to return to the palace, I will give you money."

　　 "Are you not paying attention?" An Bulang asked.

"Na Jie?" Ji Hongxue took a deep breath and said, "Are you talking about the legendary space storage implement? How could I have such a precious thing, the whole royal family is only my father." There is one!"

　　An Bulang looked at the woman in shock, hesitant.

　　 Ji Hongxue found that the other party was looking at himself with a strange look.

　　 This look is very strange, but very familiar.

　　 Yes, that was when she left the palace when she was young, and she looked like this when she saw the peasants' food and residence. At that time, it was difficult for her to imagine that the peasants' life would be so hard, so poor, so hot...

　　 Ji Hongxue never thought that she was being watched by such a look now.

　　 "Did I just not pay attention? Are you the one?" Ji Hongxue's eyes were red, and some were hit.

　　 "No, I definitely don't mean to look down on you." An Bulang quickly said in disbelief, "You are so noble and beautiful, I envy you that it is too late, just didn't relieve God."

　　Ji Hongxue finally felt comfortable in Wen Yan's heart, and An Bulang's evaluation was quite pertinent.

　　The woman got up in her heart and smiled lightly: "You said that I am noble and beautiful, then do you think I can score in your mind?"

　　 "Three points." An Bulang blurted out.

　　 Ji Hongxue's chest was boring: "Thank you to give me a three-pointer? You said you are not bullying?!"

　　 "No," An Bulang shook his head and said, "It's a percent system."

　　 Ji Hongxue: "???