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Seeing Yueyang mountain explode, the corner of Gu Xuan's mouth twitched.

Ah, self explosion, self explosion, too many plays, who to show it!

The poor are afraid of the saints.

He didn't know that Yueyang mountain had the art of feigning death, but he was filled with emotion.

"The body and the skin are the parents!

I can't imagine that this hall, a junior martial artist in holy land, is still adhering to such fine beliefs.

Tough! However, I just broke a hand. I feel ashamed to my parents. If I say self explosion, I will explode myself!

It's - it's so stupid! "

It's not only stupid, it's just a big fool!

The first level martial artist of holy land breaks his hand. He can find a pharmacist to take some pills and grow a new arm.

How can you blow yourself up?

There's something wrong with the brain. This is it!

What poor people despise most in their life is those who commit suicide when they encounter setbacks.

However, after he despised the Yueyang mountain, he suddenly found that the debris from the explosion of Yueyang mountain had disappeared.

Then, a person, out of the soil, limbs sound, vibrant, not Yueyang mountain, who is it?

"I wipe, how can such a thing happen?

He just blew himself up. Why did he suddenly come back to life?

Is he also the real emperor

The poor and afraid of saints' eyes are almost falling.

Whoosh!

With a flash of his body, he fell down beside Yueyang mountain, pinched Yueyang mountain's arm, neck, chin, and finally patted his buttocks twice.

No mistake, real man!

It's not a puppet!

Yueyang mountain only felt his hair stand up.

This just resurrected, how to meet such a pervert?

He doesn't like himself, does he?

Yueyang mountain wants to resist and escape. Unfortunately, he is only the first level warrior in the holy land, while the poor and afraid of the holy land are the high-level warriors in the holy land.

After struggling for two times, Yueyang mountain gave up.

Gu Xuan coughed twice, indicating that the poor and afraid of saints should not go too far.

The poor are afraid of the saints. How can we say that we should step back two steps.

"Master Gu Xuan, save the evil cloud!

Oh, and brother Mo Jingyun!

They used the method of suspended animation. They were in a state of suspended animation and could not be revived by themselves. "

Yang Xiaoxie is very anxious.

Gu Xuan gave a faint smile.

"I can understand. Elder martial brother Mo Jingyun, are these five words added temporarily?"

Yang Xiaoxie lowered his head and blushed.

"No, master Gu Xuan, I don't mean that.

Elder martial brother Mo Jingyun pretended to die just to save me. I.... "

Yang Xiaoxie wanted to explain, but before he finished, Gu Xuan joked: "why do you still call me master Gu Xuan, call me master, don't you feel wronged?"

"No, Gu Xuanda Master, I

Master, I'm a little confused now. I'd better save people first. "

Yang Xiaoxie blushed with shame.

The poor and afraid of saints heard nothing about the art of feign death, the master of ancient Xuan and the master's.

The only thing he understood was that Mo Jingyun and Li Xiyun were now in a state of suspended animation and could not be revived independently. They needed the help of Gu Xuan to revive.

Gu Xuan looks at Yueyang mountain.

"I didn't expect that in a short time, you really succeeded in practicing the art of feign death."

Yueyang mountain is also full of emotion.

"I didn't think that it was thanks to the grace of the Lord for saving my life. Otherwise, I would have been a pile of white bones.

I would like to thank you for your guidance. Otherwise, I would not be able to find the right direction of cultivation and practice the art of feigning death. "

Thump.

Yueyang mountain finished, then knelt down to Gu Xuan and kowtowed three times.

"My Lord, I swore to join yingtianzong as soon as my cultivation is successful!

Today, it's time for me to keep my promise.

Please accept me into yingtianzong

Gu Xuan nods and smiles.

"Since you are willing to join yingtianzong, I can't get it.

This time, thank you very much.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to save the evil cloud and Jing Yun.

However, I have to say that I will drive you out of Tianzong immediately if you dare to make me a tomb or carve any tombstone for me.

Then, I buried you alive. "

It's a joke, of course.

But the poor and afraid of saints have their eyes open.

He never thought that Yueyang mountain, who had just been regarded as a big fool by him, would actually pretend to be dead.

This is a good thing!

It's definitely an anti heaven level skill. It can be revived when it explodes. It's just a surprise that anyone will fight after that. It's a necessary skill for both sneak attack and escape!"Hello, Yueyang mountain boy, you just joined yingtianzong, and Gu Xuan threatened you.

I don't think you should go into yingtianzong. Come to Liuli Zong. I'll give you a vice leader dangdangdang. How about that? "

The poor fear the saints.

Gu Xuan gave a sneer.

He has always been the only one to dig into the corner of his wall, and no one has dared to dig his corner.

"Vice Lord? I'm willing to pay for it.

In my opinion, you can also promise a vice patriarch of the water Bodhi to see if there is any water Bodhi who will follow you.

In any case, the Bodhi fruit fails quickly. If you want to find the water Bodhi by it, it is almost impossible. "

The light way of ancient Xuan.

The poor afraid saint's mouth twitched a few times.

Just kidding?

As for being so stingy, you threaten yourself by not helping yourself to keep the effect of Bodhi fruit!

It's so mean!

What's more, who do you regard me as a poor and afraid saint?

If you threaten me, will I not dig your corner?

Hum!

"Ha ha, Yueyang mountain, I was just joking with you.

Don't think about the vice patriarch or anything. Just stay at yingtianzong and mix with each other. "

Those who are poor and afraid of saints laugh badly.

The ancients have a look at the poor and afraid of saints.

"Don't tell such a cold joke.

Yueyang mountain, or talk about your art of feign death.

I can clearly sense that Jingyun and Xiyun are here, but how to save them and how to use your technique of feigning death, I can get the answer

Yueyang mountain severely nodded his head, eyes excited.

Mo Jingyun and Li Xiyun were dead in his eyes.

He would like to know why the ancient Xuan sensed the existence of Mo Jingyun and Li Xiyun?

What's more, how can he save them?

If we can get the answer from Gu Xuan, we may be able to improve his understanding of the art of feign death.

However, what I said here seems to be more people?

Yueyang mountain looked at the poor and afraid of saints and Yang Xiaoxie.

The secret art of feign death was completed by his hard work. It was his biggest card. Gu Xuan was his benefactor. He had no problem teaching him.

But these two people are not related to him.

Yang Xiaoxie is OK, but this is the first time I saw him!

Yueyang mountain has some hesitation.

Yang Xiaoxie, with an understanding smile, made an excuse and walked away.

Gu Xuan's eyes fell on the poor and afraid of saints.

Those who are poor and afraid of saints are like old monks. They stand in the same place and close their eyes. I can't see the hint of Yueyang mountain, and I don't know why Yang Xiaoxie wants to leave.

He's going to hang on.

If you don't listen to such a good skill, it's a waste.

Do listen!

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