MTL - Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being-Chapter 3 Arithmetic calculation
The left foot movement of the scorpion mark is inconvenient, but it does not make it impossible. Although it is in a daze, it does not prevent him from helping the path of 蔺玄.
When I arrived at the door, the manager who had just taken a thousand dollars had a smirk on her face, and she said to the sorrowful man, "The young master, I don’t know when to play again next time."
Yan Xuanzhi’s cold road: “There is no next time.”
When he was in charge, he smiled and said: "The young master is laughing."
"Hey, you are here to encourage my brother to come here!" The smack of the sky screamed at the mouth, the original scary face, this look even more horrible: "Or else, be careful, I come over in the middle of the night. A fire will burn you the broken martial arts hall!"
"A trace, don't say much to them." Yan Xuanzhi bowed at the top of the scorpion mark and said: "Let's go."
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After the departure of the Xuanzhizhi and the Tianzheng, several people in the martial arts hall gathered together to discuss the long tongue.
"Why is Xuan Zhizhi not going to be a **** today? How can he dare to say that he will not come later?"
"Hah, he just said that he has to support his face. Since he was swayed two years ago, his skills have been lost. Even a waste person is inferior. He can only come here to find a sense of existence. How can he be willing to give up? Come on?"
"Probably this time it was beaten up, it’s too shameful."
"Oh, Lao Tzu hasn’t worked hard yet. If his brother took the money to redeem, I have to take him..."
"What do you have to do with him?" The manager pointed out the end of the triangle and said, "You can't kill him, or else, where is the ransom that can be earned?"
Wu Qingzong haha laughed and shook his big palm, making a sly voice, saying: "You are right, I am not willing to kill this **** of wealth so fast, although he became a waste, that powerful 爹Dead, and with a drag bottle, but, the young master's family still has, when he was killed, the ugly eight did not give him a ransom?"
The management is also a smile, said: "Before we have all his homes hollowed out, you must not kill him."
"After that, the death will be killed. Anyway, there are so many children in the family. I never care about the life and death of a waste." Wu Qingzong sings with a strong calculation.
In this world, the strong are respected, all the rules are formulated by the strong, and now the mysterious, even if the portrait is pinched to death, no one will jump out and say something.
Qi Tianshi hired a carriage to stop at the entrance of the Budokan. After he took the car to the car, he sat in the coachman's position.
The carriage drove slowly toward the house.
Xuan Xuan looked at the smudged sky, but it was very straight and straight, and I felt a sadness and regret in my heart.
He couldn't help but think of what happened in his life.
In the last life, he blamed his father's death on this innocent child, harassing him, bullying him, and even venting his hatred on him in the most embarrassing way.
Later, he was blinded by the wicked, and mistakenly regarded the person who was ill-intentioned as a close relative and loved his best friend. He exposed the biggest secret of the scorpion mark, and he was horribly killed, and he himself was punished and refined. The soul of the whole seven years was finally released.
Qi Xuanzhi did not have a soul to fly, but it was a coincidence that he entered a small cave in the ancient refiner. He stayed there for a thousand years and finally refining it into the ancient legend. The retroscopic mirror keeps everything back before it has started.
