MTL - Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms-Chapter 17 Green Gu and Offering (2)

Near the corpse of blood, Ling and the state soldiers nearly a thousand bodies lying on the ground, **** smell is as strong as the essence, but did not get a trace of his body. His breath is warm and clear, like a piece of jade placed on a sandalwood shelf, crystal clear, not a little bit of dust.

"A very strong state of mind!" Li Xiaoyan looked at Chutian with horror, so many dead people, Rao Li, who had experienced hundreds of **** battles, felt that his body was tumbling, but Chutian was the same, so enchanting The state of mind is repaired. How many people have you killed?

Or, this is simply a natural killer, how many creatures will not have the slightest change in expression?

"Crap, it is indeed nonsense, but I am not convinced!" Li Xiao grinned: "I should have brought 15,000 gold now, with the brothers to go to the Taishou adults. You, originally a pig and dog market Rogue, how dare you, how can you?"

"Also, this issue, the old man is also very interested!" A clear and nice voice came from the top of the head: "Chu Shitou, who are you? The set of swordsmanship is amazing, the end is five feet inside the body The skill of killing is unheard of, and I dare to ask what is the origin of the Chu stall?"

Everyone looked up at the same time, and all of them changed slightly.

Are there people on top of them? When did you come?

The big blue wolves on the ground were snoring and snoring, their sharp noses and ears, but they could not find the closeness of this person, which made the big wolves instinctively shaken.

A tall black pine top with a height of 20 feet, a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown flutters like a fairy. He just touched the tiny, fine treetops on his toes, the night wind blew, the treetops swayed, and the man's figure swayed gently.

The night wind rolled up the man's long hem, and the '哗啦啦' blouse danced. On the left chest of the man, a small square imprint embroidered with silver thread was particularly eye-catching. Inside was a small 'Chu' word. !

"Chu's offering!" Li Xiao's mouth screamed: "You, come here for a short time?"

"It’s been a while." The middle-aged man smiled very brightly: "It’s a good show. Ling’s privately casts a raging flame. This must be told to the public. In addition, there are more Chu in the city of Zhangzhou. The secret power of the stalls, I Chu actually did not receive a little wind, this should not be."

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Tian and smiled: "Can Chu Shitou say his own origin? Is it an official? Is it awkward? If it is an official, is it a text or a martial arts? If it is a sly, is it purely awkward, or is it a wasteland?" Does Chu have different origins?"

Chu Tian frowned and looked at the **** pine that the middle-aged man stood on.

"Twenty feet, three feet, five inches and five inches!" Chu Tian accurately reported the height of this large black pine: "Your cultivation is, I am afraid that it is a lot higher than Li Xiaoyu, if you just intervened Strangled, the state soldiers have long since lost, Ling Fu will not die, are you not relatives of Ling?"

The middle-aged man smiled very gently. He looked down at the crowd. His strength was stronger than that of the crowd. He leaned back against the big patron of Chuzhou, and he showed his gentle manner as much as possible. This is what he said that the son asked them daily.

"Ling's, it is indeed the in-law of Chu. But whether to rescue them, not to mention it, this has to get the idea of ​​the son. Under the command of the next shot, even if Ling's people died here, I will never take it underneath."

Laughing a few times, the middle-aged man looked at Chu Tian and smiled: "What is the calculation of Chu Shitou? This **** pine is indeed 20 feet three feet five inches and six points high, 7 feet three inches in the lower body. Chu Shitou is in the calculation, can you smash me with a sword?"

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man said confidently: "The sword of Chu’s head is killing and sharp, but the Chu head is limited. If you want to kill it in the air, it seems that you are not able to catch it. As for the killing of the children in the jungle. Hey, after killing at full speed, it takes half a quarter of an hour to refill the arrow, so it’s safe now, isn’t it?”

Chu Tian took a look at the neck and put away the eight-faced sword. He raised his right hand and waved his hand: "There is a lot of nonsense."

Lazy sighed, Chutian stretched the voice: "Green Gu, Green Gu, work, collect money, oh, oh, if you run away, don't blame how far our brothers are. How far!"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly. He quickly turned and looked at him in all directions. Then he laughed loudly: "Green Gu? Is it a green sorrow? Chu Shitou can really make a joke, that green guqin The art crown is absolutely in the state, but that is so delicate and weak..."

‘叮咚’ A string of sounds, no one knows where the sound came from.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a shock, as if a shell exploded in his chest. He squirted a large piece of blood in his seven scorpions. He fell from the sky and fell from the sky.

The sound of ‘嗡’ seems to have a dragon rolling over the body and tearing the void, and a green gas that is visible to the naked eye whistling out from the depths of the jungle. The enthusiasm of the green scorpion is seven or eight feet. The inner part of the five strings clearly shows the violent turbulence of the five strings. The ‘嗡嗡’ roaring that is distracting and the internal organs are constantly rolling.

The middle-aged man was hit by a green sigh, and he heard a tragic human being. The five strings of the temperament slammed the middle-aged man into six segments, and the strings were shocked. The sound of a loud green bang broke out, and the middle-aged man burst into a **** fog, and even a complete cloak was left.

Li Xiaoyan and the two remaining state soldiers were stunned and watched the location of the middle-aged man's blast.

When the man in the green shirt first appeared, he was ashamed and arrogant, and his side was on the top. He can stand on such a tall black pine, can stand on such a thin treetop, and prove that his cultivation is a lot higher than Li Xiaoyu!

Such a master, before he revealed one or two hands, he was killed by the air!

It is like a dragon that slays a chicken scorpion and has no resistance.

This strong contrast before and after, let Li Xiaoying feel sad to want to vomit blood.

More than a hundred big green wolves roared low and continued to approach Li Xiaoyu and two state soldiers. Li Xiaoyan clenched the iron shovel and screamed and screamed at Chutian: "Chutian, let this death die with dignity! This will be a hall of state, you can die in a group of beasts?"

Chu Tian smiled and looked at Li Xiaoyu. He asked: "Green aunt, can it be clean around? Can you tell me something about it?"

In the jungle, the two sounds of ‘铿锵’ sounded.

Chu Tian’s heart has a spectrum. He smiled and walked to Li Xiaoyan’s face. He silently bowed to Li Xiaoyan’s hand: “Li Duyu naturally cannot die in the mouth of a group of wild wolves.”

Li Xiaoyan looked at Chu Tian with a smirk: "So, who is going to die?"

Chu Tian blinked his eyes and looked at Li Xiaowei very seriously: "How about killing you, the three states of Jubilee Town?"

Li Xiaoyan stayed for a long while, and he screamed and screamed, suddenly violently, holding a shovel and stabbing Chutian. He tried his best to make the last effort. The big snake bite and took a five-six-foot-long black gas and shook his head.

A sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the jungle, and Li Xiaoyan’s five internal organs burst into pain. He fell to the ground with a horrible sound.

Chu Tian’s sword came out, and a touch of blue light swept, and Li Xiao’s huge head flew high.