I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

　　 "Okay, next, it's up to you."

　　 Senior let go of Jiang Lin's shoulders. The next moment, Jiang Lin found that he had risen into the air. In front of him, he was a buddy who looked rather bald and strong.

　　 From him, Jiang Lin felt the supreme power!

　　The powerful sense of oppression strikes again, not only in the body, but especially the fear from the inside out in the depths of the soul!

　　 "Roar!"

　　 I saw the bald-headed Qiang suddenly yelled at Jiang Lin, and his hair was messed up again.

　　 "Humans! You are my doll after all! Thinking of freedom, it's so stupid!"

　　 The next moment, the bald head Qiang quickly grows bigger!

　　 Jiang Lin can't breathe under the pressure of Wia, and now Jiang Lin finally understands what the predecessor said.

　　 In the face of this level of existence, he can run as long as he can, but now, if he turns around and runs, he will die faster.

　　 So Jiang Lin decided...

　　 I can still commit suicide... Maybe I woke up in the illusion.

　　 Jiang Lin thought moved, and Chuxue fell into his own hands...

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　　 "Madam, Master Jiang, he..."

　　 The little flower on the side interrupted the family of three, and the three of them focused on Jiang Lin again.

　　 After everyone on the training ground saw Jiang Lin stand up, he hammered his old leg, twisted his waist and **** with both hands, twisted his neck, and jumped a few times.

　　 "This kid is going to punch."

　　 Sitting on the rocking chair, looking at Jiang Lin's refreshed eyes, Chen Huo couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

　　 As long as he hits this punch, his mud embryo realm is completely completed, and the Shattered God Fist can be regarded as a real entry point.

　　 Everyone saw Jiang Lin no longer jumping, and slowly raised their hands.

　　 And just when everyone thought that Jiang Lin's punch was about to be delivered, Jiang Lin's natal flying sword flew out from Jiang Lin's acupoint and landed in Jiang Lin's palm.

　　 Then everyone saw Jiang Lin's right hand with a horizontal sword on his neck, as if... he wanted to kill himself!

　　 "Wait! That kid seems to have a problem with his brains, he seems to be suing himself! Ah..."

　　 Chen Huo suddenly sat up from his wheelchair, and fell to the ground when he took a step forward...

　　 "Mother! Let go of me, I'm going to stop Jiang Lin! Jiang Lin, wake up! Jiang Lin!"

　　 The girl who was hugged tightly couldn't escape her mother's embrace anyway, and her tears fell steadily.

　　 At this time, Mother Chen was also very surprised, her fist was already half clenched, and she wondered if she would wake him up with a punch.

　　 But if you interrupted forcibly, then Jiang Lin would really not be a martial artist in this life!

　　 But this shouldn't be, why is it so?

　　 It is reasonable to say that as long as you stand up, have the courage and determination to face the gods, take this first step, and the next punch should be very simple. Why does this kid want to kill himself?

　　What is his brain circuit made of? !

　　 Just when Jiang Lin was about to wipe his neck with a sword, and Chen's mother was also about to punch the boy up with a punch, suddenly Jiang Lin put the sword down.

　　 Then this guy scratched his head again, and then, Jiang Lin seemed to have some idea suddenly, holding the natal flying sword that was forged like ice and snow in his hand like holding a javelin.

　　 "Go!"

　　 I saw Jiang Lin take a few steps and then threw Chuxue straight out.

　　 I saw a white light flashing by, piercing the roof and flying out like a comet.

　　 "Give me back the Fist!"

　　 Immediately after Jiang Lin yelled, he rose into the air, punching frantically into the air, it seemed that his rain-like fists all seemed to be hitting someone in the face...

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　　 In the fantasy realm, Jiang Lin really thought about squatting himself at first, but...

　　Jiang Lin found that he seemed to be unable to do it at all...

　　Although Jiang Lin has died several times, it would be okay if he started a little bit more easily, but I can't feel anything, like the time Xuanwu City met Xiao Xueli and the time when he was attacked when he was against the six major sects.

　　 The opponents all started quickly and neatly, and they looked like veterans.

　　 On the contrary, when I was pierced in the heart by a senior sister, it really hurts... and if I want to kill myself...

　　 What if you don’t have enough hands on your own?

　　 Will it hurt?

　　 If the blood is choking in the throat, isn't it more uncomfortable?

　　 If you are not dead clean, and you have been patched a few feet, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing?

　　 And the most important thing is that self-defense really wants courage...After all, who will live so well that there is nothing to do to wipe his neck...

　　 So Jiang Lin decided! I want to fight hard! Even if he is dead, he will turn into a mosquito and bite him severely!

　　 So in the illusion, Jiang Lin held Chuxue in his hand, and after a few run-ups, he threw a sword at the huge bald head in front of him!

　　 Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lin rose into the sky:

　　 "Give me back, your father will take care of you!"

　　 Jiang Lin raised his thick fist, his fist strength reached its peak, every punch was mixed with Chuxue's sword energy and slammed into the opponent's huge face frantically.

　　 When using the "Return My Piao Piao Fist", Jiang Lin intentionally or unintentionally also mixed with the Broken God Fist, but he felt that the Broken God Fist was too awkward to use, and he felt that "Return My Piao Piao Fist" was handy.

　　Although it is said that apart from the sword aura, the fist has no lethality at all...

　　 I saw that this bald-headed force was transformed into Wu Yanzu by Jiang Lin for a while, transformed into an ancient giant machine, and transformed into Erkang again.

　　 "咚......"

　　 When Jiang Lin delivered the last punch and felt heartily that he wanted to turn the opponent into a well-known basketball trainee, a bell rang out of thin air.

　　......

　　 "Huh?"

The illusion suddenly shattered, and Jiang Lin, who felt that he hadn't enjoyed his full time, slowly landed~www.NovelMTL.com~ The first snow that was thrown out inexplicably by the owner who had a problem with the brain shell also flew back to Jiang Lin's acupuncture hole after several rounds in the air. In.

　　 "So the illusion is broken?" Jiang Lin looked at the surrounding environment, then looked at his hand.

　　 Is it that the bald-headed strong doesn't want to learn to sing and play basketball?

　　 "Jiang Lin!"

　　 Before Jiang Lin turned around, a delicate body directly hit Jiang Lin's back, and a pair of small hands clasped Jiang Lin's waist tightly.

　　 Although Jiang Lin feels his back is panicking...

　　 "Miss Chen, self-respect, self-respect, I know you are worried about me, but this will be misunderstood."

　　 Jiang Lin wanted to take her hand off, but this little Nizi has such a strong hand?

　　 "Who is worried about you!"

　　 noticed that Chen Jia, who had lost his temper, blushed and let go of Jiang Lin's waist.

　　 "Miss Chen, I'm sorry, I'm so handsome, I'm so tempted."

　　 Jianglin turned around and looked at Chen Jia, who was lowering his head and rubbing her fingers, her daughter's air, and some cute little Chen Jia. He knew that she was worried about her out of friends, but he still joked.

　　 "What are you talking about!"

　　 "Ah!"

　　 Chen Jia punched Jiang Lin on the old waist...I felt like a broken kidney...

　　 "Don't hit the kidney!"

　　 "Don't kick my kidney too!"

　　 "Fuck, your parents are here, don't move to me... let go, my ears are about to fall."

　　 Looking at the two people fighting on the training ground, Mother Chen smiled slightly:

　　 "The mud embryo is complete, not bad."

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