I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

go the same way?

An Lin and Da Bai suddenly realized.

No wonder this male sword repair, will be so persistent and behind. Where did Dabai fly, where did he chase, it turned out to be the same person!

The male sword is crying and crying. No wonder that the white dog has been in front of him. The original destinations of the two sides are the same. Is this the rhythm of continuing to abuse him all the way?

Dabai was excited, twisted his **** and asked: "How, after not regretting, I looked at me with that kind of contempt and disdainful eyes? Look down on the dog, your dog will let you feel what is called real despair!"

The male sword repaired slightly and handed the dog to the front of the riding dog. "Before I was offended, I offended two. I am not paying you here, sorry!"

He knows what to do now and what not to do.

It is necessary to go ahead with the road, and it is unwise to entangle in that fact.

Besides, it was also his fault that he had made a provocation and a certain insult to the big white dog. It is justified to apologize.

He is a man who knows how to advance and retreat, and during this time he made what he considered to be the best choice.

Dabai saw that the other party had apologized, and finally he was satisfied with a smile and spit his tongue. "It’s not good to be early, you have to know that I have been forced to fart and it is very difficult!"

The male sword repaired the mouth slightly and did not speak.

He thought about it, and after the end of the mission, he must eat a dog!

The battle between the flying dog and the flying sword ended in a big victory with the flying dog.

Dabai was no longer so desperately accelerated, and the snow-white big-tailed propeller stopped rotating and the speed slowly dropped.

Hard, the male sword repair finally caught up with the white.

He turned his curious eyes to the monk who rode the dog. Before he was too proud, he didn't pay attention to the appearance of the dog monk. Now I really want to take a good look at what kind of person is, to cultivate such a dog!

Finally saw the true meaning of riding a dog monk, the sword monk was first horrified, then opened his mouth, scared almost fell from the flying sword.

"An...Anlin?!" Yu Jian monk exclaimed.

"Hey, do you know me?" An Lin smiled lightly.

"Know! How can I not know? I am in the Kyushu slogan, pay tribute to your appearance, have counted countless times!" The male sword repaired the heart and thirst with excitement, his eyes said fiercely, and his heart was also afraid.

He just put it in front of a peerless sword fairy! What a special thing is so lively!

Fortunately, An Lin has a good temper, otherwise he will not know how to die.

Anlin saw the proud and false fairy, and instantly became a younger brother. His look did not change. He was still in the air and said: "Flight is just a way. There is no essential difference between Yu Jian and Yu Yu. You can't be too persistent in practicing swords. In these glorious things, it is necessary to study the inner, to see through its essence, to understand why the sword is a sword, not to look down on everything that is not a sword!"

The male sword repair eyes are bright, such as the 醍醐 醍醐 一般 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Anlin smiled incomprehensibly.

The words he just had were pulled out a few times, and the ghost knew what the man had learned.

Sometimes this is the case. When you have nothing to do, you don't care what to say, but when you are a successful person, even if you are a few nonsense, there are countless people who regard it as truth.

Even if it doesn't make sense, the other party can help you to make a point.

"I don't know An Lin Jian Xian, go to the dead magic land, what is the matter? If it is useful to the place of the younger generation, despite the opening!" Male sword repair is particularly attentive.

"Well... I ask you?" asked Anlin.

"Ah, I almost forgot to introduce myself," said the male sword, "I am the 18th generation disciple of Tian Jianzong, named Sun Yuluo."

It seems that I am afraid that Anlin will alienate him. Sun Yuluo immediately added: "You don't think too much. Although I am in Tianjianzong, I am completely hostile to you. I really admire you!"

An Lin knows that Sun Yuluo said this because Sun Yuluo knows the contradiction between him and Liu Mingxuan.

He didn't mind this, and asked: "What do you do to the devil?"

Sun Yuluo said: "I went to the Necromancer to find an ancient sword that escaped from the ancient gates of Zongmen!"

"An ancient sword will escape?" Anlin was shocked.

Sun Yuluo nodded and smiled bitterly: "The ancient sword is a lord in Wanjian. It suddenly became alive, and ran... because it is a sword of the undead attribute of the yin attribute, so we speculate where it went. It will be the devil's devil... Now the disciples who have no other things in the Zongmen are basically out."

An Lin suddenly realized that it was the ancient sword of the soul, not the same as Xiaoxie?

Ancient swords and spirits, this is an extremely rare event.

As the first sword of Kyushu, Tian Jianzong is more concerned about the birth of the sword, and it is not a strange thing to act.

Anlin said: "I went to the Necromancer to find a red mountain. Every ten years, I will spray a mountain of blood. Do you have any clues?"

"Splashing mountains?!" Sun Yuluo trembled, his face pale. "Where there is such a horrible mountain, are you telling ghost stories? The seniors must scare me!"

An Lin: "..."

Anlin can see that Sun Yuluo’s demeanor is not pretending. Is it true that he is really so afraid of ghosts?

So afraid of ghosts ~www.readwn.com~ Going to the dead magical land is not looking for sin?

You know, the dead spirits are haunted but they are famous...

An Lin silently glanced at the map in the ring, only knowing that the blood-sucking mountain is in the center of the dead spirit, the specific coordinates have to find.

"I still find it myself." Anlin had no hope for Sun Yuluo.

Sun Yuluo looked at An Lin with enthusiasm: "Predecessors! Please bring me! I am willing to offer a dog!"

"No need, you are busy." Anlin refused.

"Don't, the swordsman I admire most is you, let me stay by your side? Anyway, everyone is looking for no direction in the dead spirits..." Sun Yuluo pleaded.

An Lin’s mouth twitched: “You admire me, what do you want to do with me? The people who admire me have gone...”

Sun Yuluo said a moment.

"More..." Anlin looked at Sun Yuluo with a smile and smiled. "You are the person of Tianjianzong. The person who admires the most is not Liu Mingxuan, but it is me... I am so sorry to say this!"

Sun Yuluo patted his chest and his eyes were red, and he was very serious: "An Lin Jian Xian, I am sincere! You are more dazzling in my eyes than the Sovereign! How can you believe me?"

Dabai looked at this touching scene, the dog's body trembled, could not help but said: "Ang, do you want me to speed up to open him? Wang!"

Anlin has not spoken yet, and Sun Yuluo has reached out and said: "An Lin Jian Xian! I have a map of the realm of the dead spirits!"

Anlin smiled and nodded: "Little Sun, look at your heartfelt share, just follow me, and many companions are good!"

"Thank you Anlin Jianxian!" Sun Yuluo was excited.

Big white: "..."

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