I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Penglaizhou Wanli City, on this day, many new faces came.

Groups of people came, and one after another ferry sailed towards the Wanlicheng Ferry.

For a while, the originally empty Wanli City instantly became lively.

Although there are a lot of people coming, there are definitely enough houses in Wanli City.

At this time, it was less than two months since the Battle of Eleven.

"Brother Jiang!"

"Brother Liangchen, Brother Ritian..."

As soon as a ferry fell, Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian saw Jiang Lin waiting for them at the ferry.

"Brother Jiang!"

Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian walked over. Unexpectedly, Brother Jiang would greet him at the ferry...

Jiang Lin looked at Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen looked at Jiang Lin, and the three of them got wet at the same time...eye sockets...

At the same time, the three of them recalled those years, everyone's lush years in Wutong Prefecture.

"Zhao Ritian, you see, I know that Brother Jiang will definitely not forget us!" Ye Liangchen patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder again, "Brother Jiang, I am already Nascent Soul, and when the ghost fire rang, I reached the realm. This time, We can definitely kill the demon side by side."

"Brother Jiang, I would like to kill the enemy in the future, please take care of it." Zhao Ritian also arched his hands with a smile.

"It's easy to talk about, let's introduce it. This is my wife, Chen married." Jiang Lin was in a very happy mood. Apart from getting married, there is nothing better than meeting old friends in another country.

"Xiao Jia has seen two of them."

Chen Jia, who was wearing a long skirt, bowed his body.

Although it's only been three months of marriage, the girl's smile like a newlywed wife has slowly appeared.

It is that Chen Jia's lively and playfulness has not faded. The two combine with each other to add more elegance.

"I have seen younger brothers and sisters."

"I have heard that my brother and sister are unparalleled in boxing."

Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian bowed their hands.

On the way, they heard about Jiang Lin's three-question boxing, marching towards the strongest martial artist, and marrying the pearl of the Chen clan.

In this regard, other people on the road were envious, jealous, and surprised. They didn't expect that Jiang Lin would really be able to pass the Wufu three-question boxing, which is still the most quality three-question boxing.

But Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian are accustomed to it. After all, it is Brother Jiang. The funerals have been held several times, and every time they "climbed" out of the coffin, after the martial arts three questions, what happened to marrying Chen?

Isn't this normal?

Just kidding, my brother~

Chen Jia smiled: "Wanli City has already built the residences of the sects, and the two eldest brothers’ residences were supervised by the husband himself. The two journeys were exhausted, so the man in the palace brought the two eldest brothers and the disciples of the sect to the front. Go and rest."

"Thank you brother and sister." Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian were indeed a little tired.

It seems that whether you are a monk or an ordinary mortal, when you are on the road continuously, even if you lie still, you will feel extremely tired after reaching the destination.

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The three Jiang Lin walked in the woods to the place of worship.

With the principle of saying so many mistakes, Jiang Lin didn't speak much along the way.

As long as the topic had any signs of going to last night, Jiang Lin tried his best to change the topic.

Murong Qin and Chen Fang just followed Jiang Lin.

In fact, the two girls didn't talk much, and looking at the big hands shaking on both sides of Jiang Lin, they wanted to hold them up.

However, realizing that Qin'er was still there, the two girls were a little embarrassed, holding their little hands tightly, restraining themselves.

Otherwise, if you just pull it up like this, it would be too unreserved...

And Jiang Lin naturally noticed their sight.

As a scholar who studied a series of masterpieces such as "The Years When I was a Scumbag" and "How to Protect Myself in the Asura Market", Jiang Lin felt that his realm had also improved a lot, and he could faintly guess the thoughts of Qin'er and Barley. .

Generally at this time, it is a normal choice to take the initiative to hold the hands of two people.

But this is only on the first floor.

Jiang Lin felt that he should be in the atmosphere!

As a result, as he walked, Jiang Lin stretched out his pig's feet towards the left side, and then gently squeezed her little white hand.

Xiimiao's footsteps paused slightly, her pretty face flew a blush, and she secretly glanced at Jiang Lin in annoyance.

But seeing the other side's face as usual, Murong Qin didn't notice anything, the imitation also secretly squeezed Jiang Lin's finger, and then quickly released it.

It was just a small action, the imitated little heart beats very fast, and even a little excitement.

It's like a little girl stealing candy and worrying about being discovered.

Moreover, I don't know why I am impersonating. Obviously Husband only squeezed himself slightly beside Qin'er sister, why his cheeks are so hot and his mood is so...It's hard to tell, but it's not annoying at all.

Among the aura of a small mountain peak in Qingyue Mountain, an old man sits on the top of the mountain.

The corners of the old man's mouth were smiling, and he stroked his whitish beard from time to time, his crow's feet wrinkled, and he looked very happy.

The big dog on the side saw that he couldn't help but glance at the owner who was so old and stupid, then opened his mouth and yawned, and continued to sleep on his front paws.

"What is it, so happy..."

A gentle female voice came, but the old man Yue did not turn his head to see where the female voice came from, but continued to look at the misty clouds and the white cranes flying in the distance.

Beside the old man Yue, a breeze slowly condensed, forming a vague appearance of a woman.

If you look at Qingfeng with spiritual power, you can vaguely see that she is wearing a long corset dress with long hair curled up. Although the small face of Guazi can't see her face clearly, it is definitely not bad.

The woman condensed by the breeze gently brushed her skirt, with her legs together, sitting sideways on the big dog's body, and then stretched out the catkin, gently stroking its dog's head.

Being blown by the cool breeze, if the big dog felt something, his ears moved, and a big fluffy tail wagged and shook.

"Hahaha..... It feels really interesting to think of the way that kid frowned when he toasted tea to me."

The old man Yue smiled and replied.

"It's just interesting?" The Qingfeng woman asked.

"It can be regarded as an understanding of a matter of mind."

The old man Yue stroked his beard.

"Shan Fang and Qin'er are not just my disciples, they are also my granddaughters. Sometimes I think, if I can drink the tea they treat me as an old man, the regrets in my life will be reduced by half.

Now it doesn't matter whether Jiang Lin is really amnesia or not, at least this kid Jiang Lin is infatuated, but also infatuated. "

"Is there any regret for the other half?" The Qingfeng woman asked.

"It's you." Old Man Yue said with a smile.

"..." The Qingfeng woman did not answer, but just looked in the direction of the old man Yue, and slowly said, "He is the reincarnation of that ancient first sword immortal?"

"Raise Gu?"

The woman Liu brows transformed by the breeze frowned slightly, turned her head to look at the old man Yue.

"Yes."

Old Man Yue's expression was still so calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"At that time, if it really comes to the battle of the gods, the people and demons of the two worlds will be slapped to death by the gods.

It would be better to let the younger generations who have been killed from the **** battle between the two worlds lead the two worlds out of a new world. "

"Is this what you are going to do in the end? In order to prepare for the battle of God?"

"Hahaha... If I say, God fights or something, I don't care at all, Gui, do you believe it?"

The old man Yue smiled.

"Including the grievances of the two worlds, it really doesn't matter to me.

Gui, you know, where am I not so noble? I just want to use the hatred of the two worlds to wipe out those betrayers, but now they are living well!

I just want to avenge you.

As for the final outcome of the two worlds and the battle of the gods, it was just a matter of convenience. At most, I just planted a seed. The final era still depends on these young people in the future. "

"Vengeance..." The Qingfeng woman's mouth curled up slightly, with a slight smile in her tone.

"Yes, revenge."

The old man Yue repeated.

"For whom?"

The woman "knowingly asked."

"For you."

Even if she asked knowingly, Old Man Yue still answered softly.

"Yes……"

The Qingfeng woman stretched out her hand towards the old man Yue.

A wisp of breeze gently flicked the pale hair of the old man Yue.

Scared away from Shulu, Jiang Lin continued to walk towards Xiaohei's courtyard.

But after the episode of Shulu, Jiang Lin, who had just experienced a good night last night, suddenly felt that he was unhappy...

Yes.

Now, even if they are not on the road, I am afraid they are already on their way.

Anyway, on the day they get married, they will definitely come.

What should I do when the time comes?

How can I prevent myself from being hacked to death?

And Nian Nian...

No, it should be said that it is 沬枼.

But no matter what, she is always her own thoughts...

Nian Nian will not make a fuss about her wedding at that time, right?

and many more!

Thinking that Nian Nian might be harassing her wedding, Jiang Lin was no longer sleepy!

If Chuan really makes a big fuss at the wedding, the wedding will not go on.

Wouldn't it be better?

If the wedding can't go on, then you, Qin'er and Fang'er will not have the status of husband and wife. After all, the circumcision ceremony is only a custom in Qingyue Mountain, and the true marriage has to be seen in the chapel.

I should be fine if I secretly run away "in case one day I recover my memory"...

"It's okay, a hammer!"

Jiang Lin quickly dispelled this unrealistic idea in his mind.

For Qin'er.

Although he and Qin'er did the ritual of cutting the skirt, but there is no truth in husband and wife.

So even if one day he "recovered his memory" and ran back into the awe-inspiring world, Qin'er estimated that he would only stomped with anger at most.

But imitation is different.

I have already wiped out the imitation!

If I ran back to the Haoran World, let alone other things, the skirt-pressing knife of Fian'er would still be in my storage bag...I'm going to be poached...

But I can't help but go back, after all, Master and Senior Sisters are still worried about themselves in the vast world.

If they become sick with love, what can they do if they find an opportunity to rush to the demon world?

Isn't this the equivalent of coming?

"Oh... forget it... let's talk to Xiaohei first. Two people are better than one person. Anyway, it's impossible for Master and Senior Sisters to come to my wedding right now."

Before he knew it, Jiang Lin had already walked to Xiaohei's courtyard.

When standing in front of the small black courtyard, Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

In the courtyard, Jiang Lin was covered in dust and sat in front of a girl who was already one hundred and fifty years old.

Jiang Lin shook his bangs, and he was so handsome that he lost some dirt...

Seeing Jiang Lin's gray-headed and earth-faced face, Xiao Hei's mouth slightly aroused, and he cursed "stupid" in his heart.

But soon, noticing the corners of her mouth, the girl suddenly made a cute face.

He twisted his little head with a sound, and flicked the girl's long black hair on the girl's weak shoulders.

Looks super fierce~~~

Looking at this super fierce little appearance, thinking of the gate of Gundam just now, Jiang Lin was so humiliating that Jiang Lin could not wait to give Xiao Hei... a double pony tail!

Double ponytails are not enough! I need another pair of white stockings.

emm...

The best thing is to wear a pleated skirt and a high school Japanese-style student leather shoes. Otherwise, you will lose your soul!

Of course, Xiao Hei didn't know what Jiang Lin was thinking at this time.

Otherwise, Xiao Hei was afraid it was not raising his white feet, and stepping on Jiang Lin's old face.

Of course.

If Xiao Hei really did this, Jiang Lin would feel very humiliated, and Jiang Lin would probably yell "If you have the ability, you can step on it again"!

"Scumbag, what can I do for you?"

Xiao Hei put her hands around her chest, pressed her cute Xiao Sakura's lips, and said groaningly.

"Scumbag? Xiaohei...you have changed...what you said, we should be good brothers for a lifetime, we should be each other's angels, and we have seen girls on the street together, but now you He even dismissed me as a scumbag..."

Jiang Lin lowered his head and said in a low tone, without refuting that he was a scumbag...

"Bah! Who wants to be your brother for a lifetime, I don't know how to be ashamed..." Xiao Hei retorted with reddish cheeks.

"Then two lifetimes." Jiang Lin was still cheeky.

"Scumbag! If you have nothing to do, go out and turn left, this girl is going to bed!" Xiao Hei was so angry that his shoulders were up and down, but his chest didn't move.

"Xiao Hei, how is this massage strength?"

"General."

"So?"

"Did you knead the dough..." The little black and white tender feet kicked Jiang Lin lightly, but they still did not retract, but continued to place them on Jiang Lin's thighs.

"How about this?"

No way~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jiang Lin could only be "forced helplessly" to continue rubbing Xiao Hei's legs.

In fact, Jiang Lin was really resisting in his heart!

Just kidding! Is Jiang Lin the kind of person who likes to rub the legs of cute soft girls? She is one hundred and fifty years old!

My Jiang Lin is very serious!

"If it wasn't for Xiao Hei to help me, would Jiang Lin rub her legs?!"

Jiang Lin said viciously, but the movements on his hands did not stop for a moment.

And Xiao Hei looked at Jiang Lin's actively massaging hands, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised: "It seems that you like to massage me very much?"

"No, don't talk nonsense! Don't slander me!" Jiang Lin denied Sanlian.

"Oh?" Xiao Hei looked at Jiang Lin interestingly, "I just asked you to squeeze me a quarter of an hour. These are two sticks of incense, why don't you let go?"

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