Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

After a full blow of the Tianze scholars for a quarter of an hour, the little monk's temperament, only a little stop.

A jump fell on the stone table.

The anger in the eyebrows has not diminished, and the little monk looks at the familiar people around him, and each one has become a giant.

When I want to vomit blood, I sleep and wake up and become a baby.

It is somewhat unacceptable and the contrast is too big.

"Oh, silver knife little konjac, this is the name is true, hahaha!"

I was so angry that the little monk was angry, and the river laughed without heart and lungs.

Tian Ceshu, who had a bruised face and a swollen face, wolfed up and looked at Xiao Chen and looked at the little monk. It was a pair of invincible combinations.

One body has a big horror, it can't be counted, and the other is not a matter of heaven. It is a big horror.

The two enchanting combinations are really invincible.

Rao is that he counts the whole life, always calmly and steadily, and between the fans, he controls the whole situation.

You can meet this big one and two enchanting, but there is nothing wrong, you can only hide away.

"The fascinating scene, when I was replaced by a squadron, I couldn’t stop the Guru Tower’s masters. If there is any trouble, don’t count me.”

Tian Ceshu’s face was calm, and the fan was slamming and swaying a few times.

The four sides of the stream flashing, the sky array was actively dissipated, and then quickly flashed, flying away.

Can be just out of the courtyard, but found that Xiao Chen, Jianghe, and the young monk completely ignored his existence.

There is no such thing, care about what he said.

It was a good time to let the Tianze scholars who felt neglected for the first time.

"Get up, don't step on my words."

Xiao Chen carries the baby's apron of the little monk and bells it up like a kitten. The little monk wows and screams.

But still can't change, the fate of being thrown into the apron by Xiao Chen.

"Why, why am I so unlucky?"

In the back pocket, the little monk's milk is soaking, and the voice is a little choked.

The river laughed and said: "You guy, I really don't know how to be blessed in the blessing. The body is reshaping, reborn, and the strength is even further. The future potential is endless. I don't know how many older masters will see you going crazy."

"I am not rare, I want to grow bigger, I want to grow bigger!"

The young monk was depressed and furious, waving his fist and hammering it in Xiao Chen’s back.

Hey!

Xiao Chen snorted and was vomited by his hammer and his face was painful.

"Big brother, it's okay."

The little monk was shocked, and he was not in a hurry, lying quietly in his back pocket.

"Small injury, not in the way, the next time you hammer."

The blood stains on the corners of the mouth are gently wiped clean. Xiao Chen’s face is slightly changed, and he looks at his own words.

A river, stunned, surprised: "Xiao brother, are you too calm?"

"got used to."

Xiao Chen spit out three words if nothing happened.

Hematemesis, what counted.

Compared to the underground world, I almost missed a shot of my own life. It is not worth mentioning.

It’s not that Xiao Chen is calm enough, it’s really used to it...

With the little monk, you should never be surprised, any accidents happen.

But the river still feels a shock, this is how strong the air is to be able to survive the small monk.

Seeing Xiao Chen, or looking at the moon on the paper, the river is curious: "Xiao brother, why do you want to write the moon?"

"Yes, yes, why?"

On the back, the little monk is like a cat. It is shot on the back of Xiao Chen, revealing a small head, like a curious baby.

No, now it’s a curious baby...

"I don't know, when I touched the pen, I thought of a month. Maybe, my life is related to the moon. The martial arts I practiced are also related to the moon. People who like it, the name also has a month."

Xiao Chen said truthfully, he did not hide anything.

The river comforted: "In fact, you don't have to care. It's not all omnipotent. I believe that Xiao Xiong can definitely think about things and be safe. Even if you do, you don't need to stop."

"Maybe."

Xiao Chen collected the white paper, and the stone table revealed the knife marks left by Tian Ceshu, and looked at the river: "Do you want to be a dragon?"

Suddenly asked questions, the river looked blinking for a while, Shen Yan said: "This topic, can you not mention it?"

It’s weird, it seems that there is something unspeakable.

Xiao Chen observed nuanced and keenly aware of some other things.

It seems that there are still some unspeakable words in the river.

"I want to be a dragon emperor."

Xiao Chen did not mean to stop here. He looked directly at the river and said seriously.

The river is one of the embarrassed, laughing: "Not that I said, Xiao brother, although you have a dragon blood, it is not a dragon and six veins. It is good to have this ideal, do not take it seriously."

Xiao Chen heard the words and said: "It seems that you are also the blood of the inflow."

River Shen Shen said: "I am different."

"Maybe, I am not the same as you?"

There are some swearing words, but the meaning of Xiao Chen’s expression is still very clear.

Jiang Shanxiao smiled and said: "Xiao brother, no kidding."

Xiao Chen calmly looked at the river and said a word: "I have never been joking. I really want to be a dragon. I am very clear about my inner thoughts, I understand my goals, and I will Work hard, even life, at all."

Some words are still clear in advance. If it is a competitor, there is no need to cover it up.

Xiao Chen is not such a person. He is very clear about his own heart. He does not want to be unwilling or willing to take advantage of the river.

"you are serious?"

The river looks slightly changed, the smile fades away, the look turns cold, and it becomes dignified a little.

"What do you think?"

Xiao Chen asked, I don't want to see such a situation, but sometimes I can't avoid it.

The two looked straight into the eye. At this moment, the two people who had already been close together had become somewhat unusual.

The line of sight is in the air, and there are faint sparks.

"Interesting, it is no wonder that at first glance, you are so attracted, except for the so-called dragon blood, the same knife, and actually have the same goal."

There is a mocking smile on the corner of the river, but I don’t know if I am taunting myself or ridiculing Xiao Chen.

Making people go, sometimes, it’s really speechless to this God.

There are very few swordsmen who can make Xiao Chen look at the eyes, which makes him feel that he can make fewer friends, but the river is undoubtedly one of the few.

But this is the kind of person who actually has the same purpose as himself.

Not only can't be a confidant, but it is also likely to become a deadly enemy.

It is not possible. If it is to compete for the Dragon Emperor, it will be destined to become a deadly enemy.

"In other words, you stare at each other and try to pretend to be very fierce. But there is no murderousness, and no soul will be integrated into the momentum. Is it the legendary eyebrows? Little monk, I don't understand."

The young monk's pink head appeared on Xiao Chen's shoulder and scratched his head, which was very confusing.

Tianjiao fights for the front, the two males confront each other, and the images that are hard to say are instantly collapsed.

The style of the painting has changed suddenly, and the baby’s small monk has made it awkward.

It has become even more awkward!

The two of them looked away quickly and never dared to look at each other.

Xiao Chen sat down again and looked at the knife marks left by Tian Ceshu, and reached out and touched it.

Time, the vision is sudden.

Seeing the disappearance of the knife marks, a smear of knife light rises like a flame, condensing into a light curtain.

Above the light curtain, the picture flickers.

At the end of the steps, an ancient throne, the end of it.

Three fuzzy figures, each exuding a peerless sword, each holding a knife, struggling to run on the steps.

All the way up, above the tip of the knife, the blood ticking down, leaving a long trace.

"The road to the king, the throne of the dragon!"

The river was slightly shocked, and instantly recognized the origins of the throne and the steps, and the eyes suddenly gathered on the light curtain.

But when he noticed the full concentration, the picture flickered. The next moment, only one person's feet could be seen, step by step to the throne of the dragon.

When the man turned around, the picture disappeared suddenly and the light curtain broke.

Who is it, finally boarded the throne of the dragon, but did not see it.

But it is certain that the final contender is exactly three swordsmen.

The river is about to start, and the faces of the three people suddenly changed.

Looking up at the sky, there are several powerful atmospheres in the night, and they are rapidly gathering here.

The troubles that Tian Ceshu said are coming!