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Yin Qiuyi came to a conclusion she least wanted to see, unless everything in that dream was true!
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As soon as the palm of her hand was hard, she actually smashed the railing of the small attic. This small movement also started the attention of the handsome man behind her.
"Sister Yin, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay!" Yin Qiuyi took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
On the clearing of the Jianbaohui, Chu Lin laughed loudly at Thunder Devil Qianjing.
"You pay!"
When Chu Lin's voice spread out from this deadly open space, everyone's faces were strange, and every line of sight was one after another looking at Qianjing. At this time, the other party's face became more gloomy, and the gloomy expression on his face. Color seems to drip out of water.
As one of the three demon sons of the Lost Demon Realm with far-reaching fame, Qian Jing was even slapped in front of everyone's eyes.
At that moment, even Qian Jing felt her body stagnate suddenly, and then she received a heavy blow on her chest. During the whole process, he didn't even touch a single hair of Chu Lin!
For Qian Jing, this was tantamount to an extremely humiliating shame, and even the name of the Three Devils was splashed with dirty water by him.
"You are looking for a dead end!"
Qian Jing's gloomy face turned into anger, and his flushing eyes stared at Chu Lin, making a cold voice.
"The people in Lost Demon Realm are really a bunch of villains. Can't they do what they promised?" Chu Lin laughed.
As this said, the people of the entire Jianbao Hui nodded secretly. As a bystander of the incident, they saw the entire process in their eyes. The promise was made by Qianjing herself, and no one forced him.
Now that things came to an end, Qian Jing turned around again and didn't want to admit it. He was indeed a little overbearing, especially he was still one of the cards in the entire Canglan Realm.
Although these people did not dare to ridicule under the power of the Lost Demon Realm, the many cold sights undoubtedly made Qian Jing and a group of Lost Demon Realm disciples look slightly weird, and the whole body was like a needle stick.
"Humph!" Qian Jing took a deep breath, forced to suppress the anger accumulated in her chest, and said coldly, "Boy, if I lose this time, you secretly pray that after the trial of Canglan Realm is opened, don't be lost by me. See you in the devil! Otherwise I will let you know what cruelty is!"
Chu Lin smiled faintly, that appearance thundered Qianjing's excitement.
But under the watching of so many people, it's not easy to do it again. This time, Lost Demon Realm is indeed embarrassed, not enough. Qian Jing is confident that the lost face here can be taken back unscrupulously in the ruins of a foreign land!
"How many Tianquan slurry!"
Qian Jing turned his head and looked at the stall owner who was sitting on a boulder and watching the battle quietly. The stall owner was a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a calm face. There were a few delicate little things in front of him. He was excited about it. The battle between the two was seen from the beginning to the end.
"It's not expensive, as long as 900,000 Tianquan condensed pulp!" The gray-robed middle-aged man looked at Qian Jing's gloomy eyes without the slightest expression of fear.
"Fuck your mother! Just now, when that little girl was bargaining with you, it was only 300,000 Tianquan!" Hearing this, Liu Sheng shouted angrily and shouted at the stall owner.
The gray-robed middle-aged man chuckled, glanced at the other side faintly, but didn't care.
I am a stranger with no name and no surname in the City of Lost Demon. No matter how strong he is, Lost Demon Territory can't catch his own foot. What's more, there is no ordinary goods in the depths of the City of Lost Demon, just relying on the name of Lost Demon Territory. Head, still can't overwhelm them.
Qian Jing stared coldly at the gray-robed middle-aged man, and the price increased three times before and after. He also knew that he was making things difficult. He still endured his anger. With a wave of his palm, a faint blue thunder light waved with terrifying energy fluctuations. , Lasing towards the stall owner in front of him.
boom-
Seeing Qian Jing's movements, the gray-robed middle-aged man chuckled, the genetic energy in his hand surged out, and he directly pinched the thunder light. When the thunder light dissipated, what appeared in the middle-aged man’s hand was a pure silver storage. bag.
"Haha, thank you!" Glancing at the storage bag, the middle-aged man in the gray robe faintly said, and accepted the storage bag unceremoniously.
Qian Jing glanced at the gray-robed middle-aged man coldly, then turned to Chu Lin, "I hope you Tian Wuzong, this time will not be as wasteful as ten years ago, otherwise, hum..."
"let's go!"
Qian Jing snorted coldly, and then waved back, leading Haohao's **** disciples in the Lost Demon Territory to push away the crowded favors, and swept away. Everyone looked at it, but from these Lost Demon Territory disciples, they saw the hurried escape. The meaning.
With the departure of the disciples of the Lost Demon Realm, there was a burst of cheers in the Tianwu Sect. All the disciples of the Tianwu Sect showed excitement on their faces. There are hundreds of conflicts between the Tianwu Sect and the Lost Demon Realm every year, but the Tianwu Sect only has Very small opportunities can prevail.
This time, Chu Lin's tough humiliation of Qian Jing made them even more addicted, when did their Tian Wuzong have such a happy time.
Chu Lin smiled faintly, weighed the green bracelet in his hand, and then threw it to Zhao Mengdie, "Take it!"
Zhao Mengdie took the bracelet cautiously, slightly ruddy on her face, and then she put it on her hand cheerfully, a little bit fond of it.
"It's quite a powerful method, I haven't seen you use it before!" Du Huangquan smiled and approached. At this moment, the eyes of this old-aged young man who had been silent for many years were excited and surprised.
Chu Lin shook his head faintly, just about to speak, frowned slightly, and looked into the distance. There was a small attic standing there with a cold girl in a white dress on it. Chu Lin's heart moved, and his heart rose. A strange feeling, frowning slightly.
The eyes of the two were intertwined, and their bodies trembled slightly. As the realm of the two men's cultivation improved, it seemed that there was a feeling of surrealism rising between them.
The movements of Chu Lin were captured by Zhao Mengyu and others, and they all cast their gazes in the direction Chu Lin was looking. When they saw the plain white shadow standing proudly, everyone's expressions changed slightly.
"It's Yin Qiuyi of Qianshige. This time, Qianshige was led and directed by the forces of the Canglan Realm."
Du Huangquan said softly, and when he saw the figure, even if he thought he was extraordinary, he was slightly vigilant.
"That woman has a pretty enchanting talent. It is said that her talent was mediocre at first, but then her talent became more and more terrifying, so that countless seniors and sisters could hardly stand it up. Speaking of which, she is somewhat similar to you."
"Because of her talent and appearance, there are many suitors, but no one has been able to see her. So far, she has never seen anyone who pays special attention to her."
Du Huangquan sighed and sighed, and then he felt a little weird in anger. Then, a sound of shock rose up, and he looked up in amazement. What he saw was the silhouette of the small attic floating down gently, walking straight towards Chu Lin. go with.