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"What do you want him to do?"

Murong Ying stared at Wang Song closely, not knowing what his mind was.

"Don't be so nervous. People just invite him to be a guest."

Wang song took a handkerchief and gently wiped the lip gloss on his mouth.

"Look at you, how nervous you are."

"No one can touch him with me!"

Murong Ying sarcastically said, "why, you want to fight with me?"

"Today's Murong alliance leader is indeed at the peak of spring and Autumn... Alas, it seems inappropriate to describe a beautiful girl like you."

Wang Song patted his cheek gently. "People with smooth skin like us should also speak gently."

"Idiot."

Murong Ying scolded, then turned around and left.

"Bang!"

The sea in front of Murong Ying exploded, and the sea rose into the sky, blocking her way.

"Everyone has just met. Why hurry to leave?"

Wang song, with a sword in his hand, said with a smile.

"Even if I have to leave, will I leave my little enemy behind?"

"Get out while I'm in a good mood."

Murong Yingjiao scolded, "otherwise, leave your life here."

"Look at you, look at you, such a quick temper, I don't know how Li fan can stand you."

"You can guess."

Murong Ying suddenly smiled, "he really can't stand my temper."

Saying this, Murong Ying carried Li Fan on her back with one hand, and stretched out her fingers with the other hand to send a finger to the king.

Wang sent his body to one side, and the sword Qi drew away from him. The sea was divided into two sides, and then slowly filled it up.

Two people stood on the sea with their feet on the sea, looking at each other.

"Oh, to be honest, if possible, I really don't want to be the enemy of your little girl."

Wang Song said with a smile, "however, the task is the task. This little enemy, I must take it back today."

"In that case, stop talking nonsense."

Murong Ying carried Li Fan on her back and directly popped out the Sakura God of war behind her, "I'll open the way myself!"

"Hey, Wu Shen's real body, this Kung Fu is not weak!"

Wang Song seemed to be afraid, "frighten me with this Kung Fu, I'm terrible!"

Wang Song said so, but his hand was lifted up.

Xiaowuxiang magic skill is also a magic skill. With Wang sending this lift, five water columns immediately rose on the water surface, like dragons and snakes, shooting at Murong Ying.

But the Sakura God of war waved directly and smashed the dragon and snake water column.

"Flame palm!"

Murong Ying's eyes glowed red, and Sakura Warlord's right hand wrapped in flames, directly slapped at Wang.

Wang Song handed out his right hand and pushed it in front of him.

The flame palm stopped directly in front of Wang song. Unexpectedly, it was controlled by his little Wuxiang magic skill and stopped.

Murong Ying frowned.

"Little girl, your Kung Fu is high, but you still stay at the level of genuine Qi."

Wang Song laughed, "that old man in your family, who understands Yin Qi, why don't he teach you?"

"Less nonsense."

"Look, it's still so fierce. I don't know what my little enemy likes about you."

Wang sighed, "your true Qi is indeed out of date. Others practice Yang Qi that is better than true Qi! Even if there is no true martial god, others can fight with you."

Li Fan's eyebrows jumped, Yang Qi?

It sounds like a cow, which seems to be the opposite of Murong Bo's Yin Qi.

"Little enemy, little girl, with your two talents, you should have guessed it."

While controlling the palm of Sakura Zhanshen, Wang Song said, "this Yang Qi is exactly the opposite of Yin Qi. These two forces were originally practiced by martial artists. On that day, the Wulin was also divided into two factions, Yang sect and Yin sect. Both factions considered themselves to be orthodox in the Wulin, fought against each other, and fought each other. Finally, the whole Wulin fell. The Yin and Yang Qi was lost, and later generations summarized some incomplete parts, which became true Qi."

"Since it's lost, why did you practice it again?"

Murong Ying couldn't help asking questions.

"Ouch, others don't know this, but how can the emperor of Wulin know it?"

Wang song suddenly looked serious, "in the Wulin, there have always been emperors hereditary. Successive emperors have practiced Yang Qi. And my emperor Liao Jue has practiced Yang Qi, which is passed down from generation to generation, and has been today."

"Hey, your emperor is not doing well."

Li Fan just regained his ability to speak at this time, and couldn't help laughing, "it's very happy to live in the underground grave circle?"

"Ouch, you little enemy, you're willing to say a word. You thought you ignored others."

Wang Song looked at Li Fan rather bitterly, and Li Fan immediately didn't want to say anything.

"Our emperor has been in poor health. No, we can only recuperate below. No, the recuperation in the past two years is almost the same, and the Wulin should change."

"Oh, what else is worth changing in our Wulin?"

After hearing this, Li Fan glanced, "now there is only my seven Xia villa in the Wulin. Is it possible that emperor Liao wants to occupy my villa?"

"Ouch, how can my emperor be interested in a small Chuang Tzu? Your place is like a Xanadu. It's almost the same to let him live in a separate hospital when he's free. My emperor is determined to live in the world, understand?"

"Wipe, I'm still aiming at the universe!"

Li Fan rolled his eyes. "I'm going to form a cosmic Empire recently. I'll be the first emperor of the Empire. How about you be... The grand manager of the inner palace?"

Wang sent a strange smile twice, "just say that you are a little enemy, you, you... At this time, you are still running the train with your mouth full. What strength is my emperor? Others don't know, don't you know? Now my emperor has recovered all his strength, and he will leave the pass only after a good day."

"Is he going to leave the customs or marry?"

Li Fan still sneered, "well, when he comes out, I'll fight with him. See if it's his strong Yang or my strong vitality."

"Well, they will send you to see him now."

"No way!"

Murong Ying's Sakura sword Qi became stronger and stronger. Soon, the Sakura God of War slowly disappeared. Murong Ying's right arm condensed a powerful Sakura sword Qi, forming the shape of an arm, about two meters long, dressed in Sakura armor, and holding a Sakura sword in his hand.

"What?"

Wang Song felt a breath beyond the true Qi from the sword Qi.

"Is this... Vitality?"

He suddenly realized and became confused again.

"Strange, people think you two have done things for men and women... But this little girl is obviously still a virgin. Girl, where did you come from?"