Suddenly, everyone was stunned by the appearance of the scene. Long Tianhai was like a child, crying and laughing, wiping his tears, and weeping from his nose.

None of us would have thought that Master Zong Qinglong of the famous Kowloon School should be like this.

At this time, among those who followed Long Tianhai to Longshou Peak, Qin Ming was seriously injured. I was seriously injured. The rest of the disciples died in the previous struggle, and the only remaining disciple was Qin He, who was still standing in the crowd below the stage.

At this time, everyone looked at Qin He.

With mocking eyes, with contempt, with some inexplicable meaning.

His clothes were torn, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, Qin He lowered his arms, and his eyes turned red.

Is his usual high school teacher a dog-like person now?

How did this man who treated him like a loving father become such a man? Are life and death really that important to monks?

Qin He's heart fell into many doubts.

When he saw Long Tianhai cry, he couldn't bear the problem in his heart any longer. He jumped out of the crowd, pointed at Long Tianhai with his left hand and shouted, "Master, wake up, how did you become like this?" When you were at Chaoyang Peak, you often taught our brothers, as a monk, The road is very difficult, so we have to ignore all the difficulties and obstacles that arise on the road, and we must move forward bravely and break through all the hardships. But do you still have a little monk now? Master, even if you survive, you are no longer a monk, you are already a dog, Master, is this **** really worth your fear? "

Later, tears welled up in Qin He's eyes.

"Greenwood Sword"

All he heard was a sudden drink, an extra blue wooden sword in his hand.

"Master, you told us that if we have fear, we will cut it; if we have obsession, we will cut it. Now, master, you do not have the courage to cut the thorns, so let your apprentice show you."

The blue wooden sword suddenly turned into a blue light, rushing towards Qing Lan, flowing with an intoxicating breath of life, and the breath of life was getting stronger and stronger.

Among the people who are still alive in Kowloon, almost everyone feels that there is blood in the left chest, and the blood has flowed to the face!

Everyone looked at the number that hit like a shooting star.

If Qin Han can survive, he will break through the foundation-laying period and reach the end of the Dan period in the near future, because his Tao already has a fearless feeling in his heart.

But will he survive?

Qing Lan smiled at the blue fire with the same look in her eyes. At this time, people who made people excited on the street looked like ants to her. ?

Lowe bitch, where can you get into her eyes?

Wow

Qin He hadn't hit Qing Lan's body yet. At this moment, a sharp sword light suddenly rushed down from his head, and the sword light rushed through his body.

The sword light fell, the two-lobed body flew up, and countless drops of blood splashed all over the body, splashing Long Tianhai all over.

At this time, everyone saw the disliked and evil mood in Long Tianhai's eyes, only an indifferent face.

"Master, this **** dared to kill you, and now he was killed by a slave."

"Master, please rest assured, in the whole heaven, if anyone dares to kill you, the slaves will hunt him down, and there is no way to go."

"."

Qing Lan laughed frantically and echoed in the street.

"Qinglongzong is a genius."

"The five elements of the old ghost do not enter the flow of disciples."

"A beautiful man who has known him for five hundred years in the Great Chu Kingdom."

"What do you look like?"

The green orchid skirt swayed gently and walked in front of Long Tianhai, her toes pointed gently at Long Tianhai's face.

Long Tianhai knelt down in front of Qing Lan, twisting his slender toes back and forth on his face, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

Instead, his tongue began to gently lick Qinglan shoes.

"do it"