Chapter 1269

"Now it's one against two. How about a bet? I bet that Zhang can win easily. After all, his capital hasn't come into play yet! "

"Cut, who bet on such a bet? It's not interesting.".. More visit: ШЩЩ 79。”

"That is, there is no good lottery. Who will bet with you? I said ninth grandfather, can't you get rid of your gambling addiction?"

"Hey, hey --"

Not far away, the people who came with Murong Feixue at first were very happy. They didn't worry about Murong Feixue's situation at this time.

Murong Feixue has been famous for thousands of years. In the whole Liangjie mountain, it has created a legendary existence like Liangjie mountain. In the whole territory of the Tang Dynasty, it is only inferior to the Biyuan palace.

If he fails in such a battle, then the so-called strong in this world will become a joke.

Although they have recognized the sign of stepping on the sky, they know that it means Liu Qian.

But what about this? Even if the super class has the capital to compete with Tianji, it doesn't mean that they can compete with every Tianji.

Even at the same level, they are the pinnacle of heaven. There are still strong and weak points, not only the suppression of talent, but also the suppression of many treasures and other aspects.

This is exactly what Murong Feixue did. At that time, when he was very young, he set foot in the heaven and won many "elite" battles in Liangjie mountain. It was with Li Shimin that he created many miracles. Who would believe that such a person would be defeated, or that he would be defeated by a rising star.

"Brothers, together, their interests break gold, yes, I'm sorry, third brother."

Old fifteen laughed and his heart was untied.

Originally, he just wanted to single out Murong Feixue. He even wanted to spend more time, just like a single boss in an online game. He could grind each other to death with time.

"You're welcome."

After saying this, the old three pieces disappeared into the air almost in an instant.

Huh?

Murong Feixue was surprised!

You know, his consciousness is extremely strong, but at this time, he can't find any information about the broken surface, just like he, really doesn't exist, is not here at all.

If it wasn't for his rich fighting experience, he might even have been defeated by the broken noodles. At that time, even if he was a celestial master, he would have died.

For example, the damage caused by the weak to the strong can be ignored, even the fatal injury is still so, because the strong's strong recovery ability is not comparable to that of the weak. On the contrary, if the strong gives the weak a fatal blow, the weak will really hit the street.

But if the weak control the damage that can give the strong a fatal blow, the result will be the same, and they will all die.

"Come again!"

Lao Shiwu snorted coldly and rushed over with his sword.

"Despicable things, one in the light, the other in the dark, play very smoothly, but really when I Murong Feixue means this?"

After saying this, Murong Feixue, behind which there is a statue that looks like him, suddenly appears“ It's not easy to force out all the avatars who are in charge of the gate. If we are against each other, we may die! "

"Well!"

There are people behind Murong Feixue, judging.

You know, even in the whole two boundary mountains, few of the famous experts can "force" Murong Feixue's Avatar out. Now, old 15 and old 3 can "force" his avatar out and defend passively. It can be seen that these two people have been regarded as famous experts for a long time in front of Murong Feixue, Not just a rising star!

"Bet or not?"

The old man who said he wanted to gamble at first came out again.

Others are not in the mood to take care of him. They all look at the colorful pictures of the war at this time. Who is in the mood to gamble!

The old man was a little disappointed, so he had to watch the battle.

"Falling snow, flying flowers!"

Lao Shiwu chuckled, and the fight became more and more relaxed. Although Murong Feixue called out his avatar to protect him behind him, he needed to be distracted at this time. When fighting with him, it was not as stressful as just now.

"Mean thing!"

There's no way. Murong Feixue is the leader of the school after all. He can't swear with open mouth. Therefore, mean things have become his motto.

"Mean?"

Lao Shiwu sneered and said, "I am one with my three brothers. Even if all our brothers come here to fight with you, it can only prove that we are still one person. In fact, I want to say that what is really mean is that you, a celestial peak, fight with us at the beginning of the Xuanji stage. You have to go all out. Are you ashamed?"

Murong Feixue, who was "forced" by the old 15's sword move, retreated again and again, his face was even more livid.

"Break it for me!"

Nima, shame, shame, he backed out!

I can't help it. The boy's sword moves are too fierce. He just takes his life for his life. Moreover, he is afraid that the old three pieces of noodles will suddenly appear and give him a fatal blow. Then he is really finished.

Had to retreat, although, it's really embarrassing, and many friends behind him are watching, this shame is really lost home.

However, after all, he is in charge of the "door" to save face. He can't let his own people come to help in this battle. In that case, he should be in charge of the "door". It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

Murong Feixue, who was a little annoyed, put away his good self-cultivation. His whole body was like an explosion, and his whole body was like a sun shining brightly.

Lao Shiwu stepped back in a hurry, but the speed was still slow. He was about to be burned by the fire.

"Go

At this time, Lao San suddenly appeared behind Lao 15 and pushed him away. However, he was enveloped by the burning light, forming a huge burning man“ Third brother -- "

Old Shiwu, with his flaws and desires, is full of hair and beard. If he is like an angry lion, he will rush through.

"I'm fine. I'm here."

All of a sudden, the third man appeared again behind the old fifteen. He laughed and said, "that's just a separation of Qi, fool."

Well?

The old 15, who was stunned for a moment, looked at the old 3, with some blurred eyes and said, "you're a fool."

"Ha ha ha - I don't want to be a fundamentalist, but I want to be a fundamentalist myself. That's too low-level. Ha ha ha --"

Old three grinned, a little crazy, red eyes, but the flow of "dew" out of a touch of warmth.

Crazy like him, but also like other people, unknowingly, Liu Qian's personality of the main consciousness is slowly changing, gradually becoming more sentimental.

"It's really fast!"

In the sky, there are two figures with endless fire like the sun. They are Murong Feixue and his incarnation.

At this time, the two statues of terror, both look over, looking at the third and the fifteenth coldly.

Old 15 and old 3, whose eyes become more cautious, are ready to fight side by side and kill the evil who has lived for many years!

……

On the edge of the sword, it looks simple on the outside, but inside it is as luxurious as a palace.

The real spirit knelt down in front of Liu Qian. Behind Liu Qian, Bai Gu and others stood on one side. However, when he looked at the real spirit, his eyes were full of disdain and indifference.

It's like the real spirit that can easily slap murongkang to death. In their eyes, even the weakest mole ant is not as good as the general.

"I --"

The appearance and appearance of Zhenling looks extremely fierce and fierce, giving people a unique sense of hegemony, but at this time, when facing Liu Qian, it is shivering, just like a mouse with a cat.

"Give me the baby."

Liu Qian looked at Zhenling coldly, stretched out his hand, and didn't care about murongkang who turned into "meat" mud on one side.

Now his eyes, only children, this little guy!

"Here, here you are!"

Zhenling carefully sent the child to Liu Qian. After Liu Qian caught him, he saw that he was wrapping his fingers and looking at himself with a smile. Then he grinned and said, "you little thing, it worries me."

Gee——

The little guy is also the "color" on his nose. He is only a little "leg" in Liu Qian's arms. He looks cute and cute.

Liu Qian only teased him, but his face, which had always been indifferent, was smiling after all.

When I was not a father before, I liked other children at most, but I didn't love them.

But now that he is a real father, he has a sense of belonging and unspeakable feelings for his children, his family and his future roots. He is also trembling. He will worry about his safety and worry about his future. Maybe this is paternal love, just like the father of chopsticks brothers“ Little fellow, I should thank you for saving you. Unfortunately, you are still young and don't know how to express yourself. "

Liu Qian laughed and put the little guy on his head.

Liu Xiaotian happily grasps his father's hair, and soon turns his originally handsome hairstyle into a "chicken" nest. The other brothers have fun watching it, and they all show a knowing smile.

But Liu Qian didn't care at all. Since the child is OK, it's really OK.

He looked at Zhenling in front of him and said with a smile, "why do you want to save my child? Who are you? Why are you here? What's the purpose?"

Seeing Liu Qian's question, Zhenling raised his head tremblingly, looked at Liu Qian in front of him with great respect, knelt down in front of him and said respectfully, "I, I want to be your child's Zhenling body, I, I --"

He didn't know how to express, perhaps nervous or afraid. At last, he didn't know how to express his wish.

"OK, I see. You want to be the true spirit of my boy, right? Yes."

Liu Qian grinned.

That's really smart. What!? Yes, yes!???

He's confused!

But Bai Gu and others frowned and looked up at Zhenling one by one. He was careful and tried to persuade Liu Qian.