I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

"Little brother, where are your parents?"

In a dilapidated small village, a long-haired woman stopped in front of a little boy in shabby linen.

It's just that the little boy shrank back and looked at her very vigilantly.

"Goo~~~~"

From the belly of the little boy, there was a hungry dragon roar.

The woman smiled softly, and a steamed bun was transformed from her arms and stretched out in front of the little boy.

Looking at this nice big sister, and then at the white steamed buns in her hands, the little boy swallowed.

Finally did not hold back, the little boy "snatched" the steamed bun from the woman's hand, and ate it with big mouthfuls, not afraid of choking.

After receiving the water bottle from the good-looking big sister, after the little boy had eaten enough, he held his hands tightly and answered the question of the big sister: "They are dead..."

The woman looked at the little boy in front of her with dazzling eyes, stretched out her lush jade fingers, and gently stroked his head: "Then, are you willing to go with me?"

The little boy raised his head and looked at this beautiful woman with big eyes. The two looked at each other, their faces reflected in each other's eyes.

.......

"Fang Zhi! You are a sword god! You teach Human Swordsmanship privately!"

In the heavens, there was an ancient divine sound, and above the head of the woman holding a long sword, there was the sky full of thunder and wrath.

Behind the cloud of robbery that day is the golden body of the gods of different shapes and colors.

"It's ridiculous." The woman proudly said, "The sword **** is me, who do I teach swordsmanship and use you to teach me?"

"Fang Zhi! Violated the rules!"

"Rules? Who is the rules?"

"My gods are the rules!"

"Hahaha! You are afraid! You who are afraid of being high will one day be pulled down by the weak "ten thousand people" in your mouth!"

"Fang Zhi!"

Finally, the **** no longer endures, the fire wave of burning sky and the ancient thunder dragon swept towards the woman.

Just when the woman named Han Zhi was about to draw her sword, a white sword wave dashed across the sky, cutting open the thundercloud sky.

The next moment, he stood in front of her, just smiled: "Master, do you want to go together?"

.......

In the last years of the Protoss, under the leadership of the sword fairy in white clothes, the tens of thousands counterattacked.

In the last battle that lasted for a full ten years, the population of the ten thousand races had fallen to half. Similarly, on the curtain of the day, more than half of the gods had fallen and were torn off the curtain of the sky.

And when the final battle was getting into the heat, no one could stop, and no one could stop, she finally stood on him in front of her.

"Master..."

"Call me Yu Zhi."

"Master..."

"You have grown up." Before the man shouted again, the woman curled her eyes and smiled.

Holding the long sword in his hand tightly, the man in white wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything at this time.

"Get out of the sword, I am a god, you are a human being, and human beings and gods are not at odds with each other..."

"No! Master, you are different!"

The woman turned her head and smiled: "How is it different? You don't kill me now? Then I can only kill you."

The white-clothed man shook his head: "No matter what, I won't throw a sword against you, Master!"

"Fool..."

The woman with silver-white eyes shook her head, and in the next moment, the woman drew her sword and slammed forward!

......

"No!"

In the cave, a shout came.

The woman in the black dress who was meditating suddenly opened her eyes. She was gasping for breath, her heart beating very fast, her chest was violently ups and downs, the sweat had wetted her inner lining, and the strands of hair were pure and white. Above his forehead.

"Why is this dream again..."

The **** fish mud, who recognized the reality, exhaled a long breath, slowly calming down his mood.

She has been having the same dream ever since she left that icy abyss.

She didn't know who the little boy in the dream was, or who the woman was, but she felt extremely familiar, as if she had experienced it herself.

Perhaps, it may be that the little boy looks a bit like Xiao Lin when he grows up...

But why is that man like Xiao Lin?

"Fang Zhi..."

In the mouth of **** fish mud, the name was slowly recited.

In the Frozen Abyss, that strange and perverted shadow did call his name?

"Could it be that the dark figure is making a ghost? Tsk, trouble!"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yumu sat and looked at himself, but he didn't notice the slightest abnormality in his body.

"No problem? Is it because I have been on the road all this time, so tired? Hmm! It must be like this!"

Jiang Yumu took out the shorts of Xiaolin that he had kept for many years from the storage bag, and hugged it tightly in his arms. This was so much calmer in his heart.

"Xiao Lin! Wait for me! Master is coming soon!"

Untie the barrier and walk out of the cave, Jiang Yumu looked into the distance, Jianzong, it is not far away!

......

In the world of the demon clan, as the news spread that the Linglong sword pavilion appeared in the Raksha pavilion, more and more monks came to the Raksha pavilion to look for opportunities in the sword pavilion.

The Rakshasa pavilion naturally charges a certain fee for the entrance ticket~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and among the crowds of monks going to the Raksha pavilion, a handsome "boy" who is holding a little girl is closer to the Rakshasa. Ge, her intent to kill is even stronger!

Just killing Jiang Lin like this, it would be too cheap for him!

At this time, I had already thought about torturing him in various poses! Let him beg to die!

Even thinking about it, the corners of Xianxian's mouth couldn't help but rise, as if he had seen Jiang Lin kneeling under him begging for mercy, licking his own feet, the pitiful, helpless and weak appearance!

On the side, Xian was very happy when she saw Xianfang's brother laughed somehow. At least when Xianfang's brother was so happy, he would forget to let Xian drink.

On the other side, Bai Qianluo, who was rushing to the same destination, stopped in the opposite direction to the same destination.

Especially the closer to the Luosha Pavilion, Bai Qianluo found that it was more difficult for him to move.

Xianrong was right... She was indeed scared.

In Bai Qianluo's heart, various weird conjectures began to emerge.

Bai Qianluo was very scared, not so afraid that he would forget himself.

What I am afraid of is what if he is married in this life? What if he already has a sweetheart?

What if he really has a sweetheart?

The more you think about it, the more Bai Qianluo's eyes lose their luster.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Bai Qianluo hit the tree around him that was thicker than the three big men holding hands in a circle! The ancient tree broke off lazily, scaring the pedestrians on the road not to look at this beautiful woman any more, and ran away quickly...

......

At the same time, Jiang Lin was still playing the small long sword in the backyard.

I just don’t know why. Recently, he always feels his neck is slightly cold...