I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Xiao Xiao dance listened to the eager cry for help from his father across the phone, and looked at the silly younger brother who was still being held by himself. He suddenly felt annoyed.

"Father Wang, are you a dragon who has returned to the late stage of the imaginary, chased by the sacred monk?" After a brief thought, the little dance continued to swim in the direction of Long Ting, and did not speak slowly.

"How good is Anlin, you don't know!"

"But if you go back to the virtual stage, can you escape or do it?" The little dance said slowly, and continued to hold the 敖 玉 jade to the direction of Long Ting.

"Little dance! You are being bullied now, just ran like this, can you swallow this breath? You have to fight back!" Yimeng was angry.

"Oh." Xiao Xiao dance made a sentence in my heart, I really swallowed this breath.

She does not want to worry about this kind of trouble at all, just want to practice.

"Little dance, where have you been? When you arrive, let’s talk to you, let us give them a rifle!" Yimeng said.

"Well... Father, you are running first, I will contact you as soon as I arrive." The little dance faintly opened, and then continued to swim in the direction of the dragon and the dragon.

"Okay, my daughter, I am waiting for you!" Yimeng was very moved.

I saw the whole process of Yu Mingyu "..."

He couldn't help it. He said, "Sister, don't you really save the father? Anlin is a big devil who kills the dragon and does not blink. The father is really dangerous!"

"He wants to be that kind of person. At the time of Lingshi Mine, you will not come back." Xiao Xiao danced a look at Yu Mingyu.

When you sing, you will be stunned.

Although the big sister looks very easy-going, the whole dragon court really no one dares to provoke her.

I thought that in the past, there was still a younger brother who dared to persuade the little dance to fight. The four brothers who were equally shocked and tempered but very lovable, but he was gone.

Yan Mingyu did not dare to speak out, and the little dance continued to fly toward Longting.

"Little dance, where are you, how can you not? Is the direction wrong?" The nervous voice of Yimeng came from the notes again.

敖小舞眨眨明眸 "Oh, which direction are you coming from?"

Yimeng "..."

敖鸣玉 "..."

Then there was a long explanation and questioning.

The little dance returned without a word, and finally returned to the dragon court like a deep sea pearl.

The poor dragon king can only escape insanely. He does not stop the tail from screaming with violent currents. The impact hinders Anlin and others, which has hardly stopped Anlin and others.

"Little dance, you give me honest account, have you not come, are you going back to Longting?" The voice of Yimeng’s grief and indignation came with a slight grievance in majesty.

He has some understanding of the character of this eldest daughter, so he has this bold speculation.

"Yeah." The little dance gently sighed and acknowledged it generously.

Yimeng "..."

The heart of the old dragon king seems to have been slashed, and the world has lost its color.

"Reassured, I sent a rescuer to save you." Xiao Xiao added.

"Hey! You Qingyu has vowed not to shoot Anlin, you can't come, who can cure Anlin?" Yimeng exclaimed.

The little dance tone is gentle. "Why should I shoot Anlin? I just sent a rescuer to save you back. You Xianyu has passed. Oh, it’s too tired to talk."

噗通!

The note is broken.

Yi Meng held a voiceless voice, fell into silence, and his hands trembling.

His biggest reliance has disappeared, and the counterattack against Anlin has become a luxury.

In the East China Sea, in the East China Sea, in the ocean where he was the main field, he was chased by Anlin and others. This kind of grievance made it tremble.

"Hey! Anlin, I am not finished with you!"

The black dragon roared and roared.

"Then you come to beat me!" An Lin heard aloud and shouted.

Yimeng "..."

Donghai Longting, Shenhai Prison.

"Big sister, how come you?" A dragon woman dressed in black and looks handsome and smiled and greeted her.

Xiao Han danced the man in his hand to the past. "Six sisters, Yu Mingyu, who violated the beast and gave him a nine-day purgatory package."

"This..." The woman in black was so beautiful that she was a little shocked.

"Just do it." The little dance faintly opened.

"Yes!" The woman in black is the focus of Zheng.

In the Longting, except for Yimeng, it would be most useful to use a small dance. Her words should be executed as a royal order. No one would object.

In this way, the prince of the Dragon King, the three princes of the Ming Dynasty, was enshrined in the Deep Sea Prison and began to enjoy the journey of the nine-day purgatory package...

The little dance perfectly handled all the trivial things, began to return to his small courtyard, took off his red dress, put on a soft and smooth white pajamas, and slept beautifully.

Well, plus one sentence, the Shinto she realized is sleeping and dreaming.

Because sleep is labor-saving and comfortable!

So, she is sleeping now, it is better to say that she is also practicing!

At the same time, in the deep sea two thousand miles away from Longting.

With the help of Dina's space flashing, Anlin flashed to the side of Yimeng, holding two very different magic weapons in his hands.

The unpredictable thousand machine box ~www.readwn.com~ The other hand is the blood soul cross of the main division.

"Go, I will seal the action of Yimeng!"

Thousands of boxes are shining, and a beautiful white woman’s shadow appears again.

She breathed in her breath, bathed in the radiance of the sacred light, shining the dark seabed brightly, and slamming the black dragon fan next to it.

"Snapped!"

A vast and powerful force swept across the country and flew.

Xiao Ze’s hands are holding a “water binding!”

The water in the deep sea is flowing, squeezing the dragon king.

Just at the moment when the Dragon King was charged, An Lin threw the Blood Soul Cross.

A strip of red gold chain spurted out from the cross, and the body of the dragon king was tied up. At the same time, the cross was shining, and the powerful force of suppression caused the water of the square to be swept away.

The cross descended from the sky and landed on the back of Yimeng.

Bang!

The huge black dragon was suppressed on the bottom of the sea.

Anlin handed out a big water polo and prepared a goal to win.

"Hey! You don't want to bully the dragon too much!"

Bang! The power of the powerful Shinto sky rises from the sky, and breaks away from the water flow of Xiao Ze. Even the soul of the soul of An Lin flies together.

An Lin's face changed, although this Yimeng can not directly attack them, but trapped, you can still choose to break free with brute force!

He is about to shout that Dina will use space to jump and force melee.

At this time, a laughter came from afar.

"Ha ha ha... I heard that the Emperor Anlin can use the realm of the gods to force the power back to the late stage of the virtual. Today I will look at Xianyu, can you hold my gun!"

A little cold man appeared from afar.

Then I split the whole deep sea in an instant!

The ultimate edge is shocking the world!

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