Chapter 66 The Arrival of Yi Soldiers

Dugu picked flowers and held the black swordsman in front of him: "Big boss, boss. What's wrong with you?"

Jian Xiao saw that the sword clan fell down and probed the pulse of the sword clan with one hand, and the expression on his face became more and more serious. Shun'er was a little anxious: "Uncle, what's wrong with the sword brother?"

Jian Xiao looked at the little girl in front of him. Although he didn't know who the little girl in front of him was, he saw that the little girl was so nervous and said, "The sword clan's body is empty, and there is no true air in Dantian, and the meridians seem to have traces of being burned by fire, which means that the sword clan has used the overfire attribute skills, according to me Look, it's good to heal his wounds."

"Directly convey the truth to the boss?" Dugu Caihua asked, and the people around him would also look at the sword clan with doubt.

Jian Xiao shook his head: "You are not wooden meridians or ice internal skills practitioners, and what ability do you have to bring true energy to the sword clan," Jian Xiao said for a pause: "Actually, I don't know what else can do to wake up the sword clan?"

Hearing the sword flute say that there was nothing he could do, the butterfly dance also touched the pulse of a sword clan, and he was really angry for a long time. Butterfly dance also shook his head. When he looked at Jian Xiao, his eyes lit up: "Jian Xiao, aren't you a wooden meridians?"

Jian Xiao looked at the butterfly dance awkwardly and said helplessly, "But I didn't choose the internal skills in the treatment of the wood attribute series to practice."

The butterfly dance looked at the sword flute as if discovering the new continent: "Then what kind of martial arts do you know?"

"Yu Xiao swordsmanship, Yu Xiao Ping"

The butterfly dance glanced white: "It turns out that you have put all your mind on those embroidered swordsmanships." Xiao Yu broke the chat between the two: "Don't chat with the two seniors. They all imagine how to pour the true air into Mr. Suo's body."

Zhu Jian Wanrong also agreed with this. At this time, Du Gu Caihua said excitedly, "I came up with a way." Everyone's eyes are on Dugu picking flowers, and its intention is self-evident. Dugu picked flowers and rubbed his palms vigorously: "In the last few pages of the book Emperor Zun (the inner power of Dugu picking flowers), it is recorded that when a person's true qi is empty and exhausted, he can use 18 virgins to ** for the person who is exhausted, and the qi of yin and yang will complement each other and accept the nourishment of virginity, and the old nature will wake up."

Xiao Yu pulled out with a whip: "You perish ghost are really full of yin."

"You misunderstood me. I did it all for the good of the boss. Of course, I will never mind participating in picking flowers alone." Dugu Caihua covered his head, turned his head and looked at Shun, with an innocent face: "Xun'er, do you think I'm a good person? I did my best to die for your sword brother.

Instantly, she hid weakly behind Jian Wanrong: "Sister Wanrong, the pervert brother bullied me."

Zhu Jian Wanrong was extremely calm, and the jade hand covered Shun's head: "It's okay, it's okay. Uncle Xiao is here. Brother Caihua, he never dares to do anything?"

"Damn it, everyone is like a wolf. Am I a pervert? Do you think I'm a pervert?" Dugu picked flowers and patted his chest.

All the people around looked at Dugu picking flowers with contempt. This man pretended to be 13. Just as everyone collectively despised Dugu picking flowers, a trace of eyes stared at Zhu Jian Wanrong. The latter faintly sensed a trace of uneasiness in his heart and turned to look at the gaze shot at him.

The golden jade ray floated towards the casting sword Wanrong. Menghua Xianping poked out his right hand, and his ordinary hand looked like jade: "Is Wanrong you?"

Zhu Jian Wanrong looked at the right hand slowly approaching her face and turned her head: "Am I not Wanrong?" The moment of dragging Wanrong's clothes, he let go of his little hand and retreated. The world of the two is doomed not to tolerate the existence of a third party.

Menghua Xianping's hand paused in mid-air: "Wanrong must be you, right?"

Zhu Jian Wanrong turned her head, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and instantly changed to indifference: "Just ask whatever you want to ask."

Why don't you want to participate in this draft? Can you tell me?"

Looking at the sad man not far from him, some light blue eyes are more eye-catching. Zhu Jian Wanrong sighed softly, "Can we go to the forest?"

Menghua Xianping nodded. A young man and woman walked towards the forest. Dugu Caihua smiled with a thief's face and greeted Menghua Xianping with his right hand: "Your Highness, even if there is no Wanrong sister, the magic door is waiting in the bridal chamber as white as frost."

Everyone laughed loudly, laughing crookedly, and a pair of tiger eyes opened angrily: "I'm alone picking flowers."

"One person is full, and the whole family will not fall down. Uncle Xiao, I have nothing to threaten." Dugu picked flowers and patted his chest confidently. His face was filled with an boundless smile.

Jianxiao's face was originally full of a thief's smile: "Flower picking, my family has a big secret book specializing in bed shang kung fu. I was going to give it to you this time. Seeing that you don't know much about respecting the old and loving the young, I think it's enough."

"No, Uncle Xiao, what kind of relationship we have? We are relatives. My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather and your grandmother's grandmother's grandmother are husband and wife, right? For the sake of our own family, you can take that book."

"Do you know how to ask me now?" After saying that, Jian Xiao rubbed his palm.

Dugu Caihua pushed back, with a frightened face, and looked at the sword flute as if he was going to kill himself. The butterfly dance stood between the two: "Have you two had enough trouble? Find a way for me. The virtuous nephew of the sword clan can't be saved."

Listening to the shouting of the butterfly dance, Jian Xiao and the butterfly dance stopped the playful sound at this time.

Jian Xiao took the meridians of the sword clan: "I really don't know what to do for a while?" Dugu Caihua came up with an idea and said, "Uncle Xiao, it would be easy for us to send the boss back to the villa and wake up with the strength of the villa."

Jian Xiao nodded: "This is the only way to pick flowers. You tell everyone to prepare. After leaving the Yi encirclement, everyone will separate, which will be safer for everyone."

The butterfly dance looked at the forest in the distance worriedly: "I don't know what happened to those two people?"

Jian Xiao waved his hand helplessly: "Young people's affairs are left to their young people, and we only care about our own affairs." As soon as Jian Xiao's voice fell, Zhu Jian Wanrong and Meng Hua Xianping came over from a distance.

"What do you think is the situation between them?"

Jian Xiao waved his hand: "What else can I do? Either divide or make it, is there any other choice? Butterfly Dance nodded with deep consent: "It's true." As soon as the butterfly dance finished his words, he saw a strange movement in the air, and a breath came from thousands of arms. Jian Xiao couldn't help changing his color: "Is this?"

The butterfly dance long sword pointed to the sky, and the older generation of chivalrous women in the world was really majestic: "All the leaders, warriors should pay attention, there are strange movements."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a shout from a hundred arms in front of him: "All Chinese martial artists, please pay attention. About thousands of Yi people are surrounding this way."

After that shout, all the Chinese warriors looked at the sword flute, and the three nine-level warriors present stood there. Sanxiu Shangren looked at the sword flute and the butterfly dance and made a Zen salute: "Sword Hero and Butterfly Woman, do you have any countermeasures?"

Jian Xiao and Butterfly Dance said together this time, "Let's go and have a look before." After saying that, Jian Xiao took the lead in flying out and flew over the heads of the people without trace. The butterfly dance and flower picking behind him naturally followed. Of course, the stretcher of the sword clan was also carried over to these people.

"Despicable Yi people, do you still want to annihilate our Dahua warriors here?" The butterfly dance long sword tilted across the chest.

The holy magic robe dances with the summer wind, allowing the noon sun to shine on his snowy skin, Aesop. The magic wand in Alice's hand pointed to the butterfly dance: "Today, you infidels must die. In the rivers and lakes of the Asian continent, inferior martial artists will not exist."

"Damn it, our Chinese and you Yi people are all human beings. Don't say that they are lower-class people because of their different beliefs. In other words, the lower ethnic groups are also those white bone and elves, and stone people." A young Chinese warrior is indone with indience.

"Bold, what right do you despicable infidels have to abuse the sacred and noble night elves?" Iso. Alice scolded angrily.

"Sacred and noble, I ah." Dugu picked flowers and spit hard: "Don't stick gold on your face. Which of those night elves is not the slave master? They enslaved the races of half beasts and white bones one by one, and compete with those bald donkeys in the world."

Everyone's white eyes floated out one after another, and the only scattered practitioners and disciples of the Zen sect looked like pig liver one by one. Xiao Yu pinched Dugu's ear and warned, "You boy, you can't pay attention. Even if he is not a human, you can't stand in front of him and say no." Xiao Yu regretted as soon as she spoke.

"Lord Xiao, is there anything wrong with you in our Zen sect?"

Xiao Yu shook her head: "No."

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"Have you infidels had enough?" Iso. Alice, staring angrily at the Chinese people who don't pay attention to her as a saint.

Dugu picking flowers is indeed very leisurely and elegant at this time: "Beauty Xiao."

"What's the matter? "Sexy." Xiao Yu glanced white and straightened her chest proudly: "If you have anything, just tell me."

"Beauty Xiao, what do you think leftover women are," Dugu said proudly. Xiao Yu spat first: "Do you think I'm a leftover woman?"

"Don't dare." Dugu picked flowers and waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head.

Aesop over there. Hearing the word saint, I naturally cared about Alice very much. The two Huayi people around also listened attentively.