I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

No, this plot is not developing right...

Anlin looked at the dragon's sword in the sky with an incredulous look, and his heart could not breathe.

At this moment, he was awakened.

He realized a very real problem, that is, the same **** does not necessarily repel each other, and the opposite **** does not necessarily attract each other. How did Lie come from, how did Lily come...

This dragon bird is a lily!

This answer instantly defeated him, after all... still have to pass this handsome sword by now...

"You release a drop of blood!" The middle-aged man spoke to some little girl Xu Xiaolan.

Xu Xiaolan heard the words without hesitation, cutting a finger, a drop of bright and beautiful blood suspended in the air, which contains the essence of the blood of the gods and phoenixes automatically flew to the dragon bird sword, and finally integrated into the blade.

"Hey!" is another sound of clear sound, the vision of heaven and earth began to dissipate.

The Dragon Spider Sword descended from the sky, cleverly squatting beside Xu Xiaolan, and made a pleasant sound of "嗡嗡嗡".

The middle-aged man came to Xu Xiaolan's side with excitement. He shuddered and said: "I didn't expect the Dragonbird Sword to recognize the Lord. It's amazing, it's incredible!"

He knows how proud the dragon's sword is, and how difficult it is to tame. Even if the power of returning to the virtual period comes, she will not necessarily give a good face.

But it was such a sizzling sword that actually took the initiative to recognize the Lord in front of the woman!

"My name is Longao. What is the name of this Taoist friend?" The middle-aged man was excited.

He didn't want to say his name before. He thought that it was necessary to exchange names with this group of people. Anyway, the final result was a failure to leave. Why bother?

But he never imagined that the Dragon Sword actually recognized the Lord!

This completely refreshed his three views and made him curious about the woman in front of him.

"Hey, my name is Xu Xiaolan." Xu Xiaolan nodded.

When Anlin heard the name of a middle-aged man, he groaned, and then he was not willing to say: "Long Aotian predecessors, are there any other good things here?"

Long Aozheng wants to continue to talk to Xu Xiaolan. At this moment, he heard the words of Anlin, and immediately shook his head: "This little friend, my name is Longao, not called Longaotian..."

He thought about it, his eyes were bright, and he continued: "But the name of Long Aotian, it sounds good too, um... I will call Long Aotian in the future!"

Anlin nodded and looked like this. Then he asked: "Long Aotian, you haven't told me, there are other good things here..."

Long Aotian shook his head and smiled: "This dragon-sword sword is the only thing in the palace of the earth. It used to be the sword of the gods. I thought that until the day of death, she could not see her recognizing the Lord. Today I actually saw the scene I dreamed of..."

His eyes were red, and there was a lot of emotion between the moments.

After a short pause, he continued to speak: "If you want to get the blood heritage and treasure of God, go to the Palace of Heaven, but I hope that Xu Xiaolan's friends will stop. I don't want to see the Dragonbird sword. Lord, I have been widowed for a few days..."

Xu Xiaolan shook his head and said with a firm face: "I always feel that the Palace of Heaven has a certain connection with me. There is a very strong idea, that is, if I don't go there, I will regret it forever."

I don't know why, after Anlin heard the words of Xu Xiaolan, a thought is getting stronger and stronger. That is, this winter dragon tomb must be opened by Xu Xiaolan.

Long Aotian heard Xu Xiaolan's answer, and his eyes sprang up: "You...what is your relationship with God?"

Xu Xiaolan shook his head: "I don't know... I never heard her family mention her."

Long Aotian heard a disappointment on his face.

Anlin saw the opening suggestion: "If you want to go to the Heavenly Palace with us, let us protect Xu Xiaolan, so you are not afraid of the Dragonbird sword!"

Long Aotian: "..., do you really be my own?"

Anlin looked at Long Aotian with sincerity: "Is it not?"

Long Aotian seriously said: "Where is it not like a villain? I can't change it yet!"

Anlin’s eyes are slightly brighter: “The villain seniors, you are ridiculing what kind of enemies will be maddened by us when we go to the Palace of Heaven.

Long Aotian: "...I am very good at speaking, but please don't insult my IQ."

"To tell you the truth, in fact, I don't know what enemies are in the Palace of Heaven. Even the place is forbidden to set foot. I only know that the inheritance and treasure of the blood of the gods are there."

Anlin and others heard that there is no way to know what the specific situation of the Palace of Heaven is, and only know when they go.

Long Aotian waved his sleeves and hugged his fists at everyone: "I am proud of the sin of the gods, and I have been trapped here for more than 8,000 years. I have no chance to escape this life. But you succeeded in letting the Dragon Sword Respect the Lord, let me regain my freedom, this will always be remembered. I will meet again in the future. If there is a place where I need help, I will help you!"

In a word, Long Aotian broke out of the momentum of the sky, it is a powerful, incomparably confident momentum.

"Since life has been helpless, the red dust has turned around. I laughed at the wind and the sky, and prided myself on the nine days."

"You, my friends, I will take the first step. Heaven will press me, I will go against the sky! You and I will see you again, it will be the time when my dragon proudly moves to the mainland!" Long Aotian is full of love, against An Lin, etc. The man showed his glorious back and walked away...

An Lin looked at this scene, his mouth twitching, and there were thousands of beasts in his heart.

Does the name make him wake up to certain attributes? Who knows the name of Long Aotian, who is not known, has long been famous for the mainland! !

Anyway, this Dragon Aotian is finally gone.

An Lin calmed down and began to look at Xu Xiaolan who played with the Dragon Spider Sword.

The Dragon Sparrow is like a naughty little girl flying around Xu Xiaolan.

Xu Xiaolan burned her with flames, but she reversed the flame of Xu Xiaolan and let the flames sway around the sword like an elf.

"Hey, people are beautiful and beautiful, with perfect..." Anlin shook his head and sighed.

He took out the evil sword and looked at the black and inky sword. He began to reprimand: "You look at the people's dragons and you will play with the master! What about you? The eggs are not born! You said, you What is the difference between the ugly and the chaotic alloy bricks?? Both are so dark, are they two brothers?"

Sheng Shengjian did not speak, and was quietly held by Anlin.

"Hey, you are still the top fairy, even the Ziwei Emperor is looking at you, how can you not be so angry now..."

"Hey, the owner is too weak, and he doesn't want to talk."

The cold voice suddenly sounded in An Lin’s mind, scaring him to tremble.

Wait... what the sound comes from...

Anlin looked at the victory sword in his hand, and an extremely excited guess rose in his mind: "Xiaoxie... Is it you? Are you talking?"

Victory sword: "..."

The black and ink-like victory sword was quietly held in the hands of Anlin~www.readwn.com~ there was no movement.

Anlin blinked and continued: "You don't talk anymore, wait for me to pour you into the cow dung."

"roll!"

A woman's petite drink, bursting in the mind of An Lin.

This pampering is quite lethal, and Anlin’s mind is hit by a thunder.

But he is not angry and rejoicing, ecstasy: "Ha ha ha ha! Look at it, my sword is also alive!"

Anlin’s shouting made Xu Xiaolan, Dabai and the clown look.

An Lin throws the evil sword to the sky, loudly: "Xiao Xie, give me a sword dance cloud!"

The evil spirit sword draws a parabola in the air, and then under the eyes of everyone, "jingle" fell to the ground and did not move.

Xu Xiaolan: "..."

An Lin: "..."