I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

"My son, I'm worried about my concubine."

Deeper in the sword cave, Wu Suxu, who finally found Jiang Lin, drove the ball and hit the person, and leaned against Jiang Lin tightly.

Unprepared Jiang Lin tried to struggle a few times, but finally gave up.

On the side, Qing Lian watched her sister firmly sticking to her brother-in-law, but her contact area could not be maximized. Unlike herself, she could stick to her brother-in-law at once. Qing Lian felt both a sense of accomplishment and a sense of sadness in her heart.

Looking under her neck, Qing Lian raised her small hand to cheer herself up: "It's okay! Brother-in-law said that in front of cuteness, **** is not worth mentioning!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

When Wu Susu's strength relaxed slightly, Jiang Lin reluctantly pushed Wu Susu away.

"The son is fine, but can the son answer a question about the concubine?"

"Huh?"

"Why does the son have the taste of other girls? There is not only one? I can only say that the son is worthy of the flower picker? The son has only left for a while, so there is a confidant here."

Hearing Wu Suxu's questioning, cold sweat broke out on Jiang Lin's forehead. At this time, Qing Lian jumped up and straightened up her little nose and kept sniffing.

However, Qing Lian finally lowered her head because she didn't smell it.

"Qing Lian, this is not okay. To be optimistic about the son, you must have keen insight, and then Sister Xuxu will teach you personally."

"Hmm." Qing Lian nodded happily.

"Okay, don't bring bad Qinglian." Jiang Lin reluctantly flicked Dancing Wu's forehead lightly.

"Young Master Humming is drenched in flowers and weeds everywhere." Wu Susu was a little clever, with both hands covering his forehead, "Is it not enough for Young Master to be suspicious?"

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Jiang Lin found that he was unable to refute for a while, because one was the imitation that the system asked him to provoke, and the other was Qianluo that he owed thousands of years ago. Indeed, he seemed to be right.

"Oh"

Thinking of this, Jiang Lin sighed in his heart. It's okay to be impersonated. Anyway, she won't be able to see her at that time, and she has nothing to do with herself.

But Qianluo's side

This is one more thing. Let’s not talk about how to explain to Master and Sister, how can I explain to Jiuyi then?

After traveling to this world of cultivating immortals, Jiang Lin really wanted to marry a concubine in the eighteenth room, and live as a landlord with a big dog in the Sixth Court of the Sangong and the Sixth Court.

But now, Jiang Lin's found that this kind of life seems to be easy to be hit by a hatchet.

"Boy Jiang, is it enough to be in a daze? Hurry up, it's time to deal with business, Qing Lian is already a little bit uncomfortable."

When Jiang Lin was still melancholy and worried that people wanted to hack him to death, Granny Hua in a white coat walked over.

When he lowered his head, Jiang Lin realized that his sister-in-law's back was already wet with sweat, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his breathing was a little heavier.

It turned out that Qing Lian had been enduring the sword qi, but she never said it.

"Qing Lian, I'm sorry, I'll be fine soon. Next, my brother-in-law will forcibly correct Qing Lian's sword bone. This process may be painful, but my brother-in-law will succeed. Does Qing Lian trust her?"

Squatting down, Jiang Lin gently stroked Qinglian's little head and said gently.

"Yeah! Qinglian believes in brother-in-law, brother-in-law is the best."

Qing Lian nodded emphatically, even though there was a slight tension in her eyes, it was more due to the firmness of her trust in Jiang Lin.

"After Qing Lian wakes up, brother-in-law will take Qing Lian to eat something delicious."

"Hmm!"

Qing Lian kissed Jiang Lin on the cheek, Jiang Lin rubbed her little head with a smile, a spiritual force spread from the palm of his hand into her body.

Soon, Qing Lian felt that her body was very heavy, her eyes would start to blur, and her eyes would gradually close.

After a cup of tea, Qing Lian was already lying in Jiang Lin's arms and breathing smoothly.

At the same time, Jiang Lin separated a Yuan Ying villain and sneaked into Qing Lian's body.

"Let's get started!"

Lifting Qinglian, Jiang Lin slowly dragged out.

Surrounded by Jiang Lin Jianqi, Qing Lian slowly floated into the air.

Feeling that someone was about to unlock his master's acupuncture point and release sword energy, the nine long swords behind Qinglian flew out under the guidance of Jiang Lin! Self-made sword formation.

At the same time, from the center of Jiang Lin's eyebrows, a crystal clear and beautiful long sword also flew out.

If there is induction, the nine ancient swords stab at Chuxue, but when these nine flying swords have just advanced less than one meter, Chuxue's frost sword energy completely frozen them!

Like popsicles, the nine long swords fell straight to the ground, and the carp was beaten a few times, but in the end it fell silent.

When I thought about Chuxue again, Chuxue turned into a stream of light and rushed into Qinglian's forehead. In Qinglian's forehead, Chuxue not only broke through one spirit orifice after another, but also left behind while breaking through the spirit orifice. Ling Yu's incomparable sword aura!

After Xuexue penetrated all of Qinglian's spiritual orifices, Chuxue had already turned into a woman, standing under Qinglian's Changsheng Bridge.

Looking at the majestic sword energy that was suppressed under the bridge, the woman wearing a pleated skirt with bare ankles slowly lifted her snow-white barefoot and stepped into the river of sword energy.

When the river of sword energy in the river of sword energy flooded Chuxue's pale pink ankles, the entire river began to tumultuously!

"Swipe it!"

The tossing river of sword energy rushed straight up! Hundreds of soaring tornado water drops sucked up!

Standing in the river, Chuxue's icy white eyes, who were not wet by the river, looked at that longevity bridge.

The longevity bridge is the foundation of monks' cultivation, and Qinglian has a special physique, and the longevity bridge is a sword bone.

Chuxue stretched out her slender hand and raised it gently. In an instant, the entire Changsheng Bridge seemed to be under ten thousand tons of pressure and collapsed!

And at the same time that the Changsheng Bridge collapsed in Qinglian's body! Qing Lian's body was originally difficult to control, and now it is like a wild horse's sword energy rushing out wildly!

In the sword cave! Under the guidance of Jiang Lin, the sword energy in the sword cave also recoiled towards Qinglian, and this resisted each other, maintaining an unimaginable balance.

"It's started!"

Jiang Lin's head is in a cold sweat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ fingers close together as a sword pointing to the center of Qinglian's brow! Nian Dong Lin taught him the formula, a pocket-sized sword was slowly pulled out from Qing Lian's eyebrows.

This is the last sword seal!

The moment when the small sword is fully pulled out! Within the fifth floor of the Linglong sword pavilion! It's all Jianming!

"Qing Lian"

"Madam!"

Wan Jianzong Jianzong, at the same time, Lin Batian rushed into the courtyard, and Lin Xiuxiu, who was lying in front of the dressing table taking a rest, just raised his head.

The two looked at each other. Although they were speechless, they all knew that the kid had begun to correct the sword bones for Qing Lian.

In the Patriarch Hall, there are two lights.

This is the life lamp of Qingwan and Qinglian. The beating candlelight is Qinglian's life. The lamp is extinguished, but when a person dies, the lamp is extinguished.

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