The Unconventional Legend Chapter 218: The dragon’s blood flying knife is overwhelmed…
Wen Xingtian watched Ye Changqing’s face change, and couldn’t help saying: “Even if it’s the physique of the Ice Nightmare Soul...but, his cultivation speed is not as fast as Zuo Xiao, except for the Star Soul. On the one hand, it is not as much as Zuo Xiao, and the difference can even be described as a disparity. Do you know what this means?!"
Wen Xingtian pouted, the boss is a little bit ignorant.
Is an ice nightmare soul happy to become a sauce?
It's terrible to have no knowledge...
"Yes! There are more qualified Zuo Xiaoduo!"
Ye Changqing's face suddenly turned red, and his eyes glowed.
What it means, of course he knows what it means!
"Where are they?"
At this moment, Ye Changqing only wanted to hide these two treasures and put them in his pockets.
Baby, don't run around anymore, let's go out when I secretly train you to become invincible in the world...
"The trial is gone!"
Wen Xingtian said coldly: "No matter how talented you are, you also need to be thrown into the wind and rain to exercise. I know, you also know...the more genius, the more you should experience wind and rain, more wind and rain than ordinary people!"
Ye Changqing sighed and said, "Who doesn't understand this? But for such a genius, which school or martial arts school you throw into, who can give up and really hone it in life and death?" /
"Which one is not the one who will follow him when the baby is guarding and guarding thousands of miles of the world?"
"The truth is the truth, but..."
Wen Xingtian nodded, and stopped talking.
This is certainly the absolute truth.
The kind of genius experience with the physique of holding back a lifetime seems to be doing everything independently. It’s very difficult, very difficult. After untold hardships, I completed it......
But in reality, how could it be so simple!
His background in a school or a senior in a training school, that is to follow in secret.
Sometimes even I’m too familiar with the martial arts, and often come out too eye-catching, it may be that geniuses feel that they are always under protection, and their mood is lacking...
So that several sects need to collude with each other, and at some price, please send high-level people in other sects to pretend to be the seniors who meet each other.
Or give some advice on martial arts, or save a little life, and even more shameless, a few hundred-year-old old man worshipped a handle with other children, and became brothers and so on...
These are all seemingly unusual, but in fact, it is a normal operation, at most it is a bit of a show of operation!
Many so-called trials of genius, what the protagonist template is so-called; jumping cliffs to meet high-ranking people, can survive in desperate situations, and nobles appear when they are in danger; when they are bored, suddenly the hero saves the beauty, enters the jungle and finds the king of horses. Obedient, very human...
I found a cave in the dense forest of the barren mountains with skeletons and cheats...
This is called the protagonist template.
But...
Don't believe it!
The vast majority of these are all arranged. How can there be so many adventures in the world?
There are so many masters in the world, and the entire ground has been ploughed many times. Some of these masters’ spiritual thoughts are unfolded at once, and there is an ant in a radius of three thousand miles that can know that there are high-age spirits in this mountain medicine?
Generally, the things that God's mind can't find are in the underground. I don't know how deep it is, but how can a young man find it so easily? In the bag? !
What a shit!
The eldest brother who meets across the water meets a strong enemy and sacrificed his life for you, just to let you run...
Does your fledgling **** really have such a great personality?
To sum up...
There are some things, don’t be too real!
For example, Zuo Xiaoduo led so many thunder and lightning flying tigers last time...
Uh, uh, uh...
Otherwise, Ye Changqing could deduct credits and deduct so red mouth and white teeth, he would be confident and unreasonable...
Isn’t it true that I am afraid that this kid is slacking off?
If Zuo Xiaoduo is really short of points, is there any way to get it for the time being, someone will naturally offer it, and there will be no excuses or sayings from Ye Changqing Wen Xingtian or Xiang Madman: repaying the favor and even seeing your kid is pleasing to the eye , All can be an excuse, it doesn't violate peace at all!
"Trial..." Ye Changqing frowned: "Who followed? Why didn't you, the head teacher, follow? Why is your heart so big now?"
Wen Xingtian rolled his eyes: "This experience is still presided over by Xiang Madman, assisted by Vice Principal Zhan, and Vice Principal Gao is doing Infernal Affairs. The Shijia sister-in-law has secretly followed... I will go again... It’s too dense..."
Ye Changqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, don't be careless, there is one in ten thousand miles!"
"..."
Wen Xingtian rolled his eyes.
In fact, Wen Xingtian’s plan is to...really throw geniuses into the real danger, experience life and death crisis, and then make them stand out——
Wen Xingtian is holding this kind of thought and this kind of plan.
However, in front of Ye Changqing, he would never say it.
If you say it, Wen Xingtian can affirm that he will definitely be beaten up. Then, the head teacher will be removed from the post on the spot, and then he will be replaced by a real nanny.
Not only can Ye Changqing do this, but he will also take action immediately.
It doesn't care about brotherhood in the slightest.
"This time the experience is in the east of the city, right?" Ye Changqing said.
Wen Xingtian looked at Ye Changqing: "What do you want to do?"
"Ah, I'm in good shape these days... I plan to go to the east of the city to relax." Ye Changqing really couldn't sit still.
"..."
Wen Xingtian only felt speechless for a while.
"Boss, you, the principal, are you planning to become a nanny by yourself?"
"What nanny?!"
Ye Changqing said solemnly: "I was so bored, I went out and wandered around, why, no? I have to report all my movements to you, and do I have to get your approval?! How old are you? Don't forget Your ranking is thirteen! And I am the boss!"
Wen Xing Tian is tired.
"You dare not dare, you are an official, old, or boss, you naturally say everything, what you say is what it is, it is not, it is nothing!"
Ye Changqing walked away like burnt buttocks, completely ignoring the thorns in someone's words.
Wen Xingtian made tea by himself and sat at the tea table.
"With this virtue, this character, and being a principal... it's not as good as I can calm down."
"Drinking tea and tea. I won't go, and finally have a day off..."
"What a melon skin!"
……
This trial, for Zuo Xiaoduo, is really a simple and easy way to score points.
It can even be said to be very boring, no difficulty at all, no challenge!
"The area above the baby change, break your leg when you enter!"
This is Wen Xingtian's instructions before leaving.
"Why?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was puzzled.
"Don't think that the last time you made a fortune in Cangtian Yipin, no one knows it. This is already an undisclosed public information."
Wen Xingtian staggered Zuo Xiaoduo with a finger: "If you dare to do this kind of thing again, I promise you will regret it. If you don't believe it, try it!"
Try it!
Zuo Xiaoduo was eager to try several times in his heart, but he fell into the actual action... after all, he didn't dare to try, so he just thought about it.
What if...something really happened?
Ms. Wen’s guarantee is still of high quality. Regret this kind of thing, it’s better not to try!
"I'm a good boy who obeys the rules!" Zuo Xiaoduo promised.
Wen Xingtian heard these words and walked away, but didn't follow it out for a trial afterwards.
Probably it was disgusting by this sentence...
I can’t get real extra money, but the Dragon Blood Flying Knife can still have a full meal. This time of experience has cut off Zuo Xiaoduo’s way of obtaining financial resources. If he can’t recharge the Dragon Blood Flying Knife, wouldn’t he have to pay for it? No return.
So, in the first whole day of experience, Zuo Xiaoduo directly sucked the target star beast into powder in most places that were invisible to others; this action lasted for a long time, without knowing that it was killed. How many star beasts.
Until Zuo Xiaoduo felt that the dragon blood flying knife in his hand showed a heavy, slimy feeling, and stopped to look, only to see the blade is dark red.
Zuo Xiaodu was busy wiping with a white cloth, and the white cloth instantly turned into a red cloth.
Finally wiped it clean, and then took the Dragon Blood Flying Knife in his hand, but seeing the position of the dragon head on the Dragon Blood Flying Knife handle, a mass of red things came out with a gurgling sound... Aura overflowed!
"I wipe it!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked.
This is... the dragon's blood flying knife is eating up! ?
And... is this too much pressure to throw up? !
Spit up... Vomited up?
Dragon Blood Flying Knife can actually support it!
While Zuo Xiaoduo felt unthinkable, he hurriedly took the dragon blood flying knife in his hand and began to absorb spiritual energy to practice. This practice lasted four hours...
After four hours of swallowing and sucking the sea, the dragon blood flying knife no longer vomits...
"Don't you have indigestion anymore..."
Zuo Xiaoduo waited on the uncle and collected the dragon blood flying knife into the natal ring.
The next moment, the civet sword suddenly started, and as the fingers flicked the blade, the dragons roared.
Zuo Xiaoduo rises up with a sword, his clothes fluttering, against the rumbling meteor shower, and walks openly on the trembling ground.
In this situation, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly wanted to compose a poem.
But I searched my intestines and scratched my stomach. Except for copying the dreams, it seemed I couldn't do it myself.
"In the past there was a beautiful lady, Gongsun...I can’t rub this song; I’m a man. Che Bibi, Ma Xiaoxiao... shouldn’t be Jing~IndoMTL.com~ Zuo Xiaoduo thought about it for a long time, but I couldn’t think of it. So yes.
I was forced to do a good job, but I was pretended to be a fart.
Grass, don't care!
Suddenly, Zuo Xiaoduo didn't know how to think of a poem. He felt that it was the most suitable for the occasion. So he flicked his sword and sang with his sword: "I have a sword in my hand. There are thousands of **** in the world; it arouses my heart. Kill these bastards...Oh, good poetry, good poetry..."
Next to him, Zhen Piaopiao Xiang Bing and the others, who were not far away from him, changed their directions blankly and walked away.
Don't go with this neuropathy. What if you make people think that I am familiar with him? !
With such a chic posture, such an unrestrained walk, such an elegant voice, and such an imposing imposing manner, you actually took out such a...a...poem?
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