Chapter 260, Zi Xiaoyan, Killing Talent

One of the young monks with long swords with long swords around the waist of gold thread and purple robes, looked at the Chinese cars covered by Lingluo, looked sideways at a low old man beside him, and sighed with an inexplicable laughter.

It's just that even this slight joke makes the poisonous dragon son Li Zhe feel unbearable. Among his juniors, at least two granddaughters may be given to Zhu Peng, but because he is not optimistic about the future of this teenager, he is separated by his grandfather. In fact, his choice at that time was rationalistic, and there were no mistakes or omissions. Zhu Peng practiced Zhu Yun's killing method "Zi Xiaoyan", and when Zhu Yun practiced this set of skills, he experienced how many times he almost died and survived. Few people knew better than him, the second brother.

There is no problem with the skill itself, but if you want to concentrate and strengthen Zixiaoyan, you have to kill people, and it can't stop killing a lot. The monk in this world is not a pig. How can he stand there and stretch his neck and let you do it? Of course, he fights with death, and the dangers and changes of the monks are really unspeakable. It is likely that you still have the absolute upper hand in the previous moment, and the next moment, you will die because of the other party's set of secret methods or secret treasures. It is. Zhu Yun was able to successfully practice this set of skills in those years. In addition to the full protection of Su Xin and Li Zhe's two brothers, he was also lucky because of his swordsmanship, good luck, and the "killing talent" that made him lucky.

"I didn't expect that a little Zhu Peng could come back alive from the monk's battlefield with almost no protection. Humph, I don't know if he resisted Zixiaoyan's ** purification of his own skills, and he simply didn't kill much. The faint words reveal a little unbelief.

However, Zhu Yun did not allow him to slander the best descendants of his descendants. "Second brother, I'm sorry, Zixiaoyan has a certain mutual sensing effect. When Penger just entered the mountain, I had already sensed, and indeed completed the killing foundation of Zixiaoyan. Otherwise, after several years of hard work, can he upgrade his cultivation to the top of the eighth layer of gas refining? Even if a lot of elixirs are thrown down for him to swallow, his true vitality is not pure, and he can't reach this level.

Li Zhe's retreat was blocked in his words, which made the short fat man angry for a while. Finally, he stamped his feet heavily and roared, "The evil door, it's really an evil door. I didn't expect that two killers pop up in one vein." After saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, a silver chapter full of words took off its sleeves and flew out to Zhu Yun's hand, and Li Zhe also turned away.

"Go, the second brother is still so demeaning. He will leave as soon as he loses. If it's really so painful, don't find someone to bet casually." Putting the silver remnants in his arms, Zhu Yun bent the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"I said that you don't always bully your second brother. I remember that he bet with you that he always won less and lost more. Can't you let him occasionally and let him get some back? If it goes on like this, I'm afraid you will be tossed away.

At this time, Li Xin, the elder who had been closing his eyes and nourishing his life, suddenly said, "Jian Tiansi has calculated a very strange divination some time ago, and the director of Jian Tiansi has deduced that "the sky is changing, and good and bad luck are hidden together. The blood rain meets, and the Shinto comes. The criticism. Originally, I didn't take it seriously, but today's second brother's words reminded me that Zhu Men's veins popped out of you and Peng'er in a row. Is this the beginning of the sky and the meeting of blood and rain?

Li Xin's seriousness is only in exchange for Zhu Yun's disdain. Brother, the accumulation of divination in our blood spirit ridge is the famous weakness in the Qinwangling. Unless the blood vein magic solidified by the purple soul's eyes is heavenly divination, which one in our family can really deduce the rotation of the general trend of heaven? As for me and Zhu Peng. Humph, our success is only because the sword in our hands is sharp and heartless, so we can successfully become the 'killing talent' in your mouth, but not the so-called 'killing talent', which has achieved our success.

In the face of Zhu Yun's sneer, Su Xin shook his hand tiredly, "I also know that you hate those heavenly divinations the most, just as you hate the word 'killing talent' in the mouth of the second brother, but this mysterious accumulation of mysterious knowledge is the biggest difference between the first-class power and second- and third-class power in the monstic world. If you don't know how to grasp the general trend of the sky, no matter how strong the sword is, no matter how prosperous the family is, there are times when it will be broken. Therefore, even if we know that it is not credible, we should try our best to use it to believe it. Otherwise, the heavenly supervision division that we three brothers worked hard to build will really become something that costs money for the scene, which I can't accept.

"Then believe it, then use it. Even if that gadget costs money and money, as long as you can be happy and be a brother, there is nothing to say." The extreme dislike of divination with divination and respect for the eldest brother made Zhu Yun upset for a while. Su Xin also sensed this, so he didn't say more. Instead, he pointed to the long car slowly entering the blood mountain and said with a smile: "Young Mousse loves beauty, which is human nature, but you, your grandson, has not It's too much. In this way, if several cars are pulled home, he is not afraid of pulling bones and cutting marrow and hurt Daoji?

"No, Peng'er followed his father's practice of physical Taoism, and she has made great achievements. She has the most keen understanding of her own body. No matter what, she will not damage her own foundation of her practice because of a moment of lust. She can come back from the monk's battlefield with a lot of merit. No matter what, there is still some restraint. What's more, when I was a teenager, I imagined that he was so romantic and unrestrained. Speaking of this, Zhu Yun seemed to think of something. Suddenly, he was silent. His ruddy and healthy face suddenly became a little more gloomy.

Su Xin looked at his third brother's face and knew what he was thinking, but he didn't say much. Since ancient times, the word "in love" has been the most hurtful. People in practice are even more afraid of emotional disasters, just like mortals afraid of tigers. Anyway, that Zhu Pengruo is really lustful, but it is also a good thing. At least the possibility of avoiding love disaster has greatly increased.

When Su Xin thought lightly, Zhu Yun had turned around and left, but there was a trance in his eyes. He recited faintly in his mouth:

"Remember my youth tour, white horse silver ingots, thousands of glasses of wine.

When it rained at night, he also used to follow the waves with swords.

The rise of white bones cross the sand, and the wine is busy in the market to cut off the enemy's head.

I have also been depressed and have no way to use it,

The daughter also bought drunkenly into the brothel.

I have also set foot on the road,

There was also a hairpin flower thrush beauty head.