Battling Records of the Chosen One

The sound of the zither is curling, and the fingers of Xiaoran's hands are light and nimble. It moves on the string like flowing clouds and water, giving people a feeling of ethereal.

The sound of the zither is like a spring, like the moon, flowing and dancing, simple and elegant, harmonious and quiet, which outlines a poetic and picturesque mood.

Even Lintian and Zhao Jingxuan could not help but immerse themselves in it. These wonderful sounds were like the sounds of nature, with the aura of Taoist rhyme. It was like being in a fairyland, like listening to the wonderful essence of the road.

The sound of fluttering wings rings out, but a sparrow, a kite hawk, a snow goose and a grey Eagle are attracted.

There are more than a hundred of them dancing, just like a hundred birds coming to China. With the melodious music of the Qin, they are as beautiful as a banished immortal.

Seeing such a wonderful scene, Lintian could not help but be moved. This Xiaoran was by no means an ordinary person. He only had musical attainments and knew the meaning of the great road. Sooner or later, people like this would be famous all over the world.

But before long, a shrill bird suddenly sounded above the treasure boat, which immediately destroyed the artistic conception of the piano sound.

Xiao ran was stunned, and there was a sense of helplessness on his lips.

When Lintian looked up, he saw a young man in black sitting on the high sail. He was holding a sparrow, biting its throat with his teeth, sucking its blood, and his lips were dripping.

This is a bloody picture. The boy in Xuanyi looks very free and easy, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of smiles. But when he sucks the blood of the sparrow, it gives people a kind of sentimental feeling.

"Do you want meat?"

As if aware of Lintian's eyes, Xuanyi boy suddenly lowered his head and asked Lintian with a smile on his face.

Lintian shook his head.

Xuanyi boy, oh, continued to suck blood.

Obviously, it was his killing of the sparrow that destroyed Xiao Ran's artistic conception of playing the piano, but Xiao ran seemed helpless to him.

"His name is yunche. He ranks the sixth in the inner gate of Lingbao holy land. He is a monster like boy. Although he is graceful and graceful, he is the most merciless one among all his classmates. He cultivates the way of killing life. If he is regarded as an enemy, he is doomed to be killed."

Zhao Jingxuan's voice came from his ear, which made Lintian's heart feel like a road to kill? Monster boy?

Looking at the boy smiling and sucking the sparrow's blood, Lin Xun had a feeling of deja vu.

At this time, the guy with a smile seems to be the same as himself. He is also a cruel man who likes to hide himself with a smile

"You should be careful of being targeted by him. Once he regards you as an enemy, he will turn his face and refuse to recognize others. In his heart, he is the most ruthless and cold-blooded."

Zhao Jingxuan said with a hint in his voice, "although he only has the perfect cultivation of Linghai realm, he can easily kill the strongman in the initial realm of Dongtian without any treasure and with his own fighting power!"

This time, Lintian finally faced up to yunche, a young man in Xuanyi. He also killed the existence of the cave. He knew what it meant that yunche could do this step.

"Elder martial sister Zhao, are you speaking ill of me?"

Cloud Che suddenly bowed his head and asked with a smile.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Jingxuan said casually.

Yun Che shook his head. He suddenly pointed to Lintian and said, "you are a special squire. I can smell a unique breath on him."

After that, he turned over with a smile, got off the sails and disappeared on the deck.

"What does he mean by that?"

Lintian was confused. However, Zhao Jingxuan frowned slightly, and a haze appeared between his eyebrows. After half a sound, he said, "in short, it won't be a good thing. You should be more careful with him."

"Don't care, younger martial sister Zhao. Yunche won't attack your people."

The distant bleak voice spoke.

"Better."

Zhao Jingxuan smiles.

"Sister Jingxuan, hold ~ ~"

a clear and tender voice rang out. Not far away, a boy in colorful clothes came out of the room. His hair was bunched into a skygun, and a silver ring was hanging around his neck. His eyes were smart and strange.

He ran quickly and was about to hold Zhao Jingxuan, but he saw the latter raise his leg and kick the boy out with a bang.

Lintian's eyes were a little straight. It was not polite for Zhao Jingxuan to start with such a lovely little guy.

However, the figure of the boy in colored clothes flashed in mid air and landed steadily. He grinned and rubbed his stomach and said, "if you don't hold it, why don't you hold it? But then, elder martial sister Zhao, you look so beautiful when you dress up as a man. It's a pity that you don't let me hold you."

Say, that childish and lovely small face unexpectedly peep out a pair of lust ghost expression of salivation.

Lintian could hardly believe his eyes.

Zhao Jingxuan, who always followed Rong Mingjing's rule, was even more fierce and said, "younger martial brother Wen, do you dare to do this again? Believe it or not, I'll dig your eyes and kill you!"

Lintian took a breath. He couldn't believe his eyes just now. At this moment, he couldn't believe his ears. He never thought that such a detached woman as Zhao Jingxuan would say such cruel words.The boy in colorful clothes was also shivering. He said, "elder martial sister Zhao, calm down. Can't I tease you in the future?"

Then he ran away.

Zhao Jingxuan then returned to his original appearance. Seeing Lintian's expression, he coughed: "you don't know, that guy is a color embryo. Although he is so small, he has practiced for more than 20 years. It's only because he has practiced a secret method called blood refining and Yang returning technique that he has become such an appearance."

Lintian suddenly realized that he could not help but marvel at the skill of refining blood to return Yang? It is strange that there is such a magical method in the world, which can make people present the appearance of "returning to children".

After Zhao Jingxuan's introduction, Lintian finally knew that the boy in colorful clothes was named Wenxiang, and he was also a genius in the holy land of Lingbao. He was very romantic, and he was fond of flirting with others, just like a master of flowers. He didn't know how many girls he had harmed.

But there is no doubt that this man's combat effectiveness is extremely terrible, and he has the cultivation of the initial state of the cave, because his [blood refining and Yang returning skill] is a marvelous skill, which can break out unimaginable power in battle!

"Another monster."

Lintian murmured to himself.

Kick! Kick! Kick!

A sound of footsteps with a unique rhythm sounded, and a proud blue sheep of Shenjun came to Xiao ran in the distance like an elegant nobleman. He opened his mouth and said, "Third Elder martial brother, elder Gaoyang, please go to see him."

The voice of Qingyang is low, magnetic and charming.

Immediately, Xiao ran nodded, picked up the piano, nodded with Zhao Jingxuan and Lintian, and walked into the cabin.

The blue sheep, with its slender and vigorous hooves and unique rhythm, disappeared behind Xiao ran. From the beginning to the end, they ignored Zhao Jingxuan and Lin Xun and were extremely proud.

"This is definitely a demon repair!"

When Lintian saw all this, he found a breath that was not inferior to the strong one in the cave.

Sure enough, Zhao Jingxuan's next answer proves this.

"That's gongyangyu's younger martial brother. He is a pure blood descendant of the Qingyangling clan. Qingyangling clan is a big family of kings in the ancient wasteland. There were real elders in the ancestors who were powerful and powerful."

Zhao Jingxuan said with a smile, "younger martial brother gongyangyu is extremely proud and elegant. In fact, he is the best tempered disciple in the clan. He is very kind-hearted. Of course, he won't admit this. And you'd better not offend him. Although he has a good temper, no one can stop him once he gets angry."

Ram feather!

Qingyang lingzu!

There is a real immortal in our ancestors!

Lintian had to sigh that the ancient wasteland was indeed an ancient wasteland. There were so many amazing and powerful children in a holy land of spiritual treasures, which made Lintian feel very much.

His temperament is as ethereal as smoke and clouds, and unfathomable bleakness

It's the road to practice killing. It looks natural and unrestrained, and it's full of laughter. In fact, it's the coldest and heartless yunche in the heart

Wen Xiang is just like a boy, but he has a very romantic temperament

In addition to Su Xinghe, who was so powerful and fierce, and Gong Yangyu, who was just like a glimpse of Hong, each disciple of Lingbao holy land gave Lin Xun an extremely unique impression.

This kind of distinctive style seems nothing, but it is extremely terrible if you can deduce it carefully, because it means that these disciples have found their own way, so they are so different!

Even Zhao Jingxuan in front of him is not like this?

"The pride of heaven rises together, the stars are shining, and the great powers are competing for the best way..." For no reason, Lintian thought of the prophecy of "the battle of the great world".

Just from the disciples of Lingbao holy land, Lintian faintly felt that maybe when the "great world battle" came to an end a hundred years later, as long as these disciples did not die, they were destined to become a member of the great road battle!

Think about it, these are just a small group of disciples in the holy land of Lingbao, and the holy land of Lingbao is an ancient orthodoxy in the ancient wasteland!

From this, we can infer that in other ancient orthodoxy in the ancient wasteland, there must be more extraordinary and monsters!

"Lintian, as you saw just now, those are the same people who, like me, will go to the ancient ruins to explore opportunities."

At this time, Zhao Jingxuan looked solemn and said, "however, the relationship between us is not as simple as it seems. Even in order to fight for opportunities, conflicts will inevitably break out and soldiers will fight each other. Even if we kill each other, we will not be soft hearted."

"So I hope you'll be ready, and no matter who does it to us, there will be no mercy!"

Lintian was surprised. Then he realized that even in the holy land of Lingbao, there was a fierce competition among these disciples, which was not as simple as he saw.

"Isn't it a surprise? In fact, when you enter the ancient wasteland, you will understand that although it is the holy land of cultivation, it is also the most realistic and cruel place... "With a sigh, Zhao Jingxuan felt a trace of melancholy in her pure and clean brows.

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PS: make up! In the afternoon, sitting in the Internet bar, children's shoes ask for comfort, and the monthly ticket is easy to cut ~

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