My Private Marvel System

readx; The dragon was swinging the head of the huge crocodile, and his big pig eyes kept turning and aiming outside the house. The old man naturally understood what Xiaolong meant, and walked slowly outside the house. When he crossed the high threshold, his old body was even more senile. Walking outside the house with dim eyes and looking around, a thin tall figure stood by the gurgling stream, looking at the dense forest ahead.

Seeing this tall figure, the old gray man's body couldn't help but shook slightly, and the corner of his mouth silently muttered, "The one that should come is finally here!" ’, walking slowly with Lao Han’s legs, walked to the stream and stood beside the thin body. The thin man turned his head to look at the old man, and smiled slightly:

"Lao Jing, I haven't seen him in ten years, I don't know how good health is!"

"The old man can drink, sleep, and eat. The bones are still strong, but the spirit is not as good as before!" The old man replied with a smile while touching his gray beard. The words between the two were very polite. It seems that they are old acquaintances. , And this old man was surnamed Jing.

"Hahaha, do you old gods sometimes have bad spirits! It's not that the apprentice who missed you missed him and became ill!" The thin man smiled freely.

"Hey, only from the pill spirit child, there is no good apprentice around me, and I am alone until now, how do you tell me not to miss!" The old man sighed heavily, as if immersed in grief.

After speaking, the two of them were silent. The thin man seemed to have a heavy heart, and his face was heavy without a smile. The old man looked at him silently and continued to ask:

"Mr. Feng Yang, since his goodbyes ten years ago, how can he now think of visiting the humble house again!"

This thin man was unexpectedly a confidant of the'hot' Xiang Sixue, and the'Anbu' in front of the Black Fire courtyard led the wind. Two months ago, he accompanied Xiang Sixue and Xiang Si Feiyu to the'Fire City'. After Xiang Sixue was arrested, he disappeared without a trace, but now he drifts to this deserted island.

"The so-called "Nothing is not going to the Three Treasures Hall", I will not hide in front of the old gods anymore. This is not for anything else, only for my young boss to'hot' Xiang Sixue!" Feng Yang's tone became much quicker under his heavy expression. .

"Mr. Xiangsi don't know what happened!" the old man asked in surprise.

"Today, only the emperor of the Longse Empire is the only one who can be'hot'. Winning the father and son from the old prince Xiangsi seems to be unable to escape the fateful fate. At Xiangsitai's instigation Under the circumstances, Emperor Xiang Sibo finally took action against the young master. Like the old prince, the young master was willing to be bound without any resistance. Now he is imprisoned in the dark prison of'Anbe'. Just waiting for the little prince Xiangsi Feiyu The moment he reached the top of the middle repair competition, he was executed on the spot." Feng Yang continued.

"Mr. Feng Yang is the leader of the'Anbu' in front of the Black Fire Yard. He should have a deep memory of this'Anbu' prison. Is this how you watched Mr. Xiangsi being executed?" The old man was shocked. But I felt a little confused.

"If you could save me, I saved it early. The old prince treats me like a parent and child. Without the cultivation of the old prince, I am an old beggar who is dead and alive by the side of the road. Even if I give up this life, I will have to Rescuing the young master’s family to repay the old prince’s kindness. But I am not familiar with the young master’s temperament. Since he is willing to be bound, I guess he doesn’t want us to fight!” Feng Yang sighed heavily and smiled bitterly.

"Since Mr. Feng Yang is powerless, what can my bad old man do!" the old man asked helplessly while sighing.

"Old Jing spent his entire life concentrating on refining the medicine for the resurrection. I don't know if I can gain anything now!" Feng Yang looked at the old man. The deep eyes were full of expectation.

"The old prince saved the old man's life back then, maybe now is the time to repay this kindness!"

The old man pondered for a long time, then let out a long sigh again, then continued:

"Perhaps this is fate! Old man, I refined the pill for more than 60 years, and I have never found anything in my life, but I made a'Purple Gold Reincarnation Pill' by accident a quarter of an hour ago, 24 hours. If the soul is separated from the body, as long as the person takes this pill, everything will turn around and be reborn."

The gray old man stretched a hand trembling slightly into his arms again, took out the small red wooden box and tremblingly handed it to Feng Yang, his face was full of reluctance. The peerless baby that has been refined through the exercises of his life will be given away before he warms up. Feng Yang heard the old man say so, his heavy expression was wiped out, and the surprise was self-evident. The color of surprise last time on the face that has always been deserted, I don't know it had happened many years ago.

"Old Jing really made the medicine to revive the soul!"

Feng Yang grabbed the small wooden box in surprise. He took care of the old man’s perseverance and opened the lid anxiously. A purple gold pill was lying in the wooden box. It hadn't dissipated yet, the steaming heat came out in a mist.

"Old Xiansheng's great kindness for help. The young boss's harmony is unforgettable!" Qing needs clasped both hands and bowed to the old man.

"Mr. Feng Yang is serious. The old man is only trying to repay the old prince's kindness. The old man wanders around all his life, only for alchemy, not seeking fame or profit, and of course he does not ask others to remember." The old man is rarely indifferent. Love, thinking about the caress about this kid with Dole, it is hard to imagine today's indifferent.

"Jing Lao's high spirits, Feng Yang has learned, no matter whether the old gentleman suffers or not, I will keep this kindness in my heart!"

After speaking, he put the small wooden box in his arms, and bowed again, jumping into the air like a breeze and disappearing into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

After a two-day break, the intermediate training trials jointly held by the five major sects reopened. In the second stage of the competition, the five cultivators who had passed the first round caught a duel and opened with a grand opening. The huge and empty "Sacred Ancient Battlefield" once again resumed the lively scenes twelve days ago. Within the battlefield, gongs and drums ascended to heaven, bells and music rang, and the crowd was full of voices.

On the stepped observation platform on the side of the battlefield, the upper and lower five floors were crowded with heads moving densely and crowded with spectators. The magnificent pavilion with blue bricks and red tiles was filled with seats. The special envoy of the Five Religions Longse Empire was no exception. All attended, this grand and lively scene is more spectacular than the opening ceremony twelve days ago. The battlefield is surrounded by the front, back, left, and right directions of the "Battle of Souls". I don't know when the huge battle platform constructed by four huge woods will stand, and surround the "Battle of Souls" like a star arch.

On the battlefield, thousands of monks were scattered and gathered in every corner, and there were hundreds more than the beginning of the competition. Among them, the participating monks are more of the Five Sect monks who have come to see the faith and cheer. The identity of the monk is naturally extraordinary, and the robes are full of glamorous patterns. To enter this place of majestic sacred martial arts must have undergone a rigorous review, whether it is a high cultivator or a famous person.

Although this was only a duel between the lowest-ranking cultivators, it was the first time in fifty years that the most elite young forces on the entire continent gathered together to compete with each other. Perhaps the pillars of the major sects will emerge in the next few decades. Such a competition naturally attracts the most eye-catching attention of these senior figures.

Doer still wore the loose Mingfeng teaching robes and walked in the crowd with his hands shaking, his current identity was different. That was the outstanding one who stood out from the hundreds of participating monks. Thinking that everyone’s eyes were watching him, he almost walked sideways on the battlefield with his head held high, but as always, no one paid any attention to him. All eyes on the court and off the court were still on the three genius teenagers. Unexpectedly escaped.

"Young Master Ya" Long Yu Canglang is still so elegant and calm. The beauty of the beautiful eyebrows is chatting and laughing, and the poisonous charm of the poisonous man from the beginning of the contest to this moment is as new as the dark green dressing gown. There is no trace of dirt, as if he has never taken a shot along the way. Although the fireman Xiangsi Feiyu won The most dangerous, but the three groups of players in the duel are all the strongest groups.

Dole walked through the crowd for self-entertainment. Now he is not alone anymore. Early in the morning, Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wudi pulled him out of his snoring sleep, and clipped him from left to right. In the arena, just like the second general of Huo Ha. Compared with Dole's indifferent, these two people are extremely excited. Since the beginning of the game, Mingfengjiao has not been optimistic about this group, especially after a companion inexplicably let Doer replace him, he was forgotten to a remote corner, and now they broke out. The two people are overjoyed and congratulate and envy them more. It was floating like snowflakes, how had the two of them been treated like this before, and the position of Zhong Xiu was even closer, and the two couldn't help but float up in the dreamlike reality.

As soon as the three of them arrived on the battlefield, Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wudi were surrounded by a large group of onlookers of Mingfeng Sect monks, talking and laughing. The two of them were too busy to come and left the boy Dole in the cold. Others ignored him. Everyone thought it was the work of the two of Zhou Shentong. This dry boy just picked a bargain for nothing.

Dole felt very boring in his eyes. You ignore me, I don't care about you, and started his journey again, but this time it is not aimless, it has a goal. First look for the cultivator of the Black Fire Academy, then look for Xiangsi Feiyu. He doesn’t care about Xiang Si Feiyu’s little Mei Lin’s little girl who just sticks to his brother when nothing happens. When he finds Xiang Si Feiyu, he naturally finds his little daughter-in-law, thinking that he saved Xiang Si Feiyu’s life first, and then After breaking through the barrier again, this little daughter-in-law, who has always looked down on her, will always look at herself with admiration, and she will suddenly become floating.

The battle platform built around four huge woods just walked for half a circle, Xiang Si Feiyu did not find it, but suddenly a dazzling fragrance floated around him, which can evoke the infinite fragrance of men. This fragrance is too familiar. Now, although there are not many women who have been in close contact, there are only a few Emily, Zhixin, Meilin, and the elf is not considered a woman, although he has the appearance and body of a woman, but it is nothing.

This scent is completely different from their youthful body scents, enchanting, charming and extremely sexy. Only a woman can have this scent. Le Yi's beautiful face just appeared in her mind, and her ears are painful again, oh Screaming and looking up at the place where the fragrance is coming:

"Ouch, demon... Sister, hello, hello."

Le Yi smiled like a flower, twisting his ears with her slender fingers, looking down at him, today Le Yi is in a gorgeous green dress, and there is a fragrant hibiscus flower in her long black hair, whether it is hot summer or cold winter. , Le Yi is always a flimsy, weak and transparent long skirt:

"Boy, you don't know your sister after passing the first stage of the competition!"

"Sister, lightly, I'm still hurt!" Dole kept begging for mercy.

"Oh, you cunning rascal thing will get hurt too! Come to my sister to see if you are hurt!"

Le Yi released her hand, her eyebrows flowed like autumn waves, and she slowly looked at the dry boy from head to toe. Le Yi became more and more interested in Dole. At first glance, this boy was a lustful rascal ghost, and at the second glance This kid didn't know the heights of the sky, but he made his moves quite agile. At the third glance, this kid was able to successfully break through the barriers. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy can break out from the many vigorous young opponents who are ten years old. Except for the three geniuses, Only this rascal kid is left.

Others don't know it, but Le Yi is the most understandable. Such a fiercely competitive group duel has almost turned into a battlefield of killing, and the contestants are definitely not cheap. The weak group is naturally the target of others. The strength of the strong group is in the middle. If a person does not work hard, he will be swallowed by his opponent in an instant, unless there is a transcendent and outstanding genius like the "San Gongzi".

Le Yi looked at Dole with interest. This kid who didn't teach might become her own mortal enemy in the future. Although she smiled and groaned, she was bewildered. Is there anything strange about this kid! But I can't tell why. Dole never knows what shyness is or what shame is. He just straightened his chest and held the back of his head with both hands to let you see it once, standing upright, without shaking his head.

Facing the beautiful eyes that circulate lightly, Dorr held his head up and looked at that fragrant and beautiful face. You see me and I see you, I don’t know who suffers! First, the faint green eyes that can melt all men’s hearts, then the sharp nose tip, then the fiery lips, then the white and long neck, and the squinted eyes continue to go down, and the eyes become more and more wretched. , Just under the neck. . . . . .

In the gloomy dense forest on the banks of the ‘Death Strait’, the pair of faintly fascinating twin peaks flashed in his mind again, and suddenly he smiled and said to Le Yi:

"Sister, can I make a request!"

"What's the requirement!" Le Yi replied with a smile.

"Can you bend down to see me!" Dole continued to laugh, as if this request was the most proud thing.

What is this requirement! Le Yi wrinkled her forehead lightly, and instantly understood what she was eating tofu when she first saw this kid, her fragrant face suddenly became cold and frosty~www.ltnovel.com~ raised a white palm. , Snapped down quickly.

After a crisp and neat sound of'pop', five bright red finger prints appeared on Dole's bronzed face by the seaside sun. Le Yi slapped it and turned around to ignore the kid, swaying posture. Long away. She has always molested a man, but today she was molested by this half-old man, how can you tell her not to be angry.

With a slap in the face, Dole was stunned and stunned. Amidst the astonished eyes, he woke up for a long time, shaking his head and curling his lips, ‘Is it just bending down! It's not the first time I saw it, what's so great! Then he walked in the crowd like no one with his hands, and continued his journey of finding his wife.

Finally found! From a distance, I saw a pair of innocent beauties face to face and hand in hand, among a large group of black fire academy monks in red robes, bouncing and laughing, Xiangsi Zhixin and Mei Lin, a good pair of sisters , When I met, I was talking and laughing endlessly, as if there were endless whispers. Today's Zhixin is in a slim dress with flaming red fox and brocade fur, her pink face is hidden by her furry skirt, and Meilin is in a purplish red mink dress, and her fluffy skirt hides her pink face. And Xiangsi Feiyu stood beside him as always, still looking at the tall'soul battle platform' in front of him coldly. (To be continued.)

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