"Brother Jiang, why are you here?"

Fang Copied the skirt with a strong smell of squid in the house, and brought Jiang Feng to the courtyard, and then the two old men soaked wolfberries in the courtyard.

"Nothing, I just want to come and see it." Jiang Lin said casually.

"Brother Jiang, it's too much, you just let mercy go, mercy has a simple personality, and you can't play with the white girl and your Jiang Feng master." Fang copied the skirt with a handful of snot and a handful of tears and prayed.

Jiang Lin frowned slightly: "What do you say, how gentle Jiuyi and Master are, do ...... No, I want to be your brother-in-law now. ”

Jiang Lin pulled out his hand and pushed his face away!

Although her sister is indeed very good-looking, Jiang Lin thinks that she will not attack her brother's cousin.

"Oh, that's good." Hearing Jiang Lin's assurance, Fang Zhao's skirt stopped crying all of a sudden, "Let's go, let's go play cards, Xiao Hei and they are probably idle." ”

"No, I'm not going to play cards."

"How many drinks are going to go?"

"I don't drink it, I just drank two catties."

"Then go to Chunfeng Tower?"

"Do you want Jiuyi to kill me?"

“......”

For Jiang Lin's sudden seriousness, Fang Copied the skirt was a little unaccustomed.

Sure enough, is marriage the grave of love, the tortoiseshell and binding of freedom?

Look at Brother Jiang, what an unruly person he used to be, but now he can only restrain his dissolute soul and soak wolfberries in a thermos cup......

"Okay, don't look at me like that." Jiang Lin took a sip of wolfberry tea, "I said, I'm here to find you in the old house." ”

"Huh?"

Standing up, Jiang Lin patted his buttocks: "Let's go, let's practice." ”

"Lao Jiang, I'm just the dragon gate."

“......”

I believe you're a ghost! You're a bad old man.

"It's okay, I'll overwhelm the realm at the beginning of the Dragon Gate Realm."

Fang Copying Skirt and Jiang Lin walked a few more steps, and then Fang Copying Skirt covered her stomach: "That...... Lao Jiang, my stomach seems to hurt a little......"

Jiang Lin just turned around, touched his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, I think Miss Fang Min is really good-looking, and my appetite." ”

"Lao Jiang, don't say anything, isn't it just to learn from each other? Walk! ”

Fang Zhao's skirt didn't hurt anymore all of a sudden, and he strode in front.

Just kidding, what if Brother Jiang really did something to his sister? Can't play Brother Jiang......

The place where the two of them met was chosen on a wasteland of the Sun Moon Sect, that is, the place where Xiao Hei often experimented with machines, and of course, it was also the place where the disciples of the Sun Moon Sect traveled every day.

For example, not far from them, you could also see the dark shadows of several Sun Moon Sect disciples, and then there were thunderclouds and thunder rolling in the sky.

Jiang Lin threw one of the two wooden sticks he picked up on the road to Fang Zhao's skirt.

In fact, Jiang Lin originally wanted to use the Natal Flying Sword, but after Chuxue found the original sword body that day, there was still no movement, and he was sleeping heavily, and Jiang Lin had no way to use the Natal Flying Sword.

Looking at the wooden stick, Fang Jiao was stunned for a moment, a look of ignorance flashed in her eyes, and then she stuck the wooden stick on the other side and said with a smile:

"Brother Jiang, I'm Shuxiu."

"It's okay, you can use the magic weapon as you like."

"Here we go."

When the voice landed, Jiang Lin immediately disappeared in place, and when Fang Copied the skirt reacted, Jiang Lin was already handed out with a stick.

Fang Zhao's skirt lowered her head to dodge, and a cold light sword qi flashed, and the thousands of meters in front of her were covered with frost.

"Lao Jiang, when you left, I just sold some of your underwear, socks and linings, and I really didn't sell them for a few dollars." Fang Zhao's skirt hurriedly distanced himself, and he found that Lao Jiang seemed to be a little serious......

But is this really the sword qi in the early stage of the Dragon Gate Realm? Fang Zhaoskirt looked behind her and swallowed her saliva, you said that it was the late stage of Jindan Realm, and I also believe it!

“......”

Listening to his personal belongings being sold, he hasn't even shared it! Jiang Lin frowned slightly, and wanted to scold, but Jiang Lin still held back.

In another flash, Jiang Lin's sword wave swung out.

The wooden stick was already covered with a layer of frost, and the wooden stick had become a popsicle.

As a traditional technique, the Fang copy skirt is actually a master, after opening the distance, the room copy skirt quickly sealed, and the two huge law ministers protected the room copy skirt with both hands.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Zhao's skirt disappeared in place, and several "Hao fireballs" fell from the sky with a bang, Jiang Lin's "Z-shaped shaking" dodged perfectly, and several vines broke out of the ground.

Jiang Lin stuck his stick on the ground, and in an instant, the wasteland sand turned into a crystal clear ice surface! The vines were frozen.

Without giving Jiang Lin a respite, the six magic circles surrounded Jiang Lin up and down, left and right, front and back.

"Sting!"

The six magic circles released amazing thunder and lightning, and they wanted to give Jiang Lin an end to Internet addiction.

But the circle dispersed, and what was shattered was nothing more than an ice sculpture.

As a sword cultivator, Jiang Lin kept approaching Fang Copy's skirt, Fang Copy's skirt fingers played with flowers, and the ten-fingered girl was extremely flexible to create spells.

There are ivory mussels, scallops, and even a few wolf tooth mallets, in short, Jiang Lin was stunned.

It's a pity that Jiang Lin opened the way with an ice dragon and smashed it all.

However, with three breaths of kung fu, Jiang Lin is already close.

The Fa Ye was close to him, and he was basically defeated.

However, Fang Copy's skirt is a good interpretation of how a mage who can't melee is not a good mage.

"Bang!"

Jiang Lin forced Fang Copy's skirt to the side of the wooden stick that was inserted on the ground, and then a big hack slashed down at his head.

But as the wooden sticks collided, there was not only a sound, but also those two different strong sword qi!

Sun Moon Town, in a closed hut with dim lights and a room full of various spirit stone instruments and formations, Xiao Hei was only wearing a very modern sports coat, the coat was too big, a large length longer than Xiao Hei's arm, and it covered the buttocks, not reaching the thighs, under the coat, the white and delicate legs were cocked, and the small little legs were on the table.

Xiao Hei, who was still studying the second generation of unicorns, suddenly raised his little head.

Sun Moon Academy, Kong Baba was still in class, talking about the allusion of "The son said on the river: The deceased is like Sifu", but Kong Baba was stunned at first, and then looked out the window, I don't know where to pick up a bag of melon seeds.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Luoli ran out of his seat and asked curiously.

Kong Baba rubbed her head and smiled: "Eat melons." ”

In the courtyard, Taier Zhenjun, who drew a new type of formation map, shook it first, and the formation map was all cost, and scolded his mother in the direction of the wasteland.

Ji Ji Bo was beating Xiao Feifei on the back, and accidentally pushed too hard, Xiao Feifei shouted: "Why are you working so hard, you are going to die." ”

Wu Ke rushed to Chunfeng Tower with a lotus flower, looked back, and after saying "Amitabha", he turned around and ran towards Chunfeng Tower: "Lotus girl!" This is one of the best lotus flowers in my lotus pond! ”

At the same moment, in Sun Moon Town, many people raised their heads to look at the wasteland, and after being stunned for a moment, they retracted their gaze again, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

In the wasteland, looking at the Fang copy skirt in front of him, Jiang Lin smiled and said:

"Lao Fang, you also said that you don't know swordsmanship."