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Chapter three hundred and sixteen morning exercise

"Well? Someone has fought with the Sword of Fear? Who is that person?" Qin Wuyou was surprised when he heard this. Apart from suppressing people with his realm, he could not think of any way to defeat the little loli, and it would be difficult to maintain immortality. He did not expect that someone in this world could do it.

"The Dragon Guardian Master, he survived, and it was twice! If anyone knows the best of this first killer, I'm afraid that the only few people in the Netherworld Killer Master will be the only one who can protect the Dragon Guardian Master." Xu Jinghan stretched out two fingers and said.

"Master Guard?!" Hearing Xu Jinghan's words, Ye Nan's inner shock was no less than Qin Wuyou's.

Although he served in the Dragon Guard, he knew very little about the Dragon Guard's guardian. His whereabouts were uncertain, and he always saw the dragon but never saw the tail. He had only met several times in the Dragon Guardian for several years. He knew that he was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be stronger than he thought.

"Sister Xu, you should be the one who protects the Dragon Guard. Can you recommend this Dragon Guard to me?"

"It used to be, but now it's not. Maybe if I have the chance, I can recommend it to you if I see it. I don't know when it will be. You need to wait for a while." Xu Jinghan shook his head. After all, the tea was cold. She didn't know whether the Dragon Guard Guard would give her face to her old friend, and she didn't dare to make a promise.

"It's okay, I just want to learn more about this first killer from him. If he doesn't want to see him, then forget it, don't force it."

The few chatted for more than an hour, but Xu Jinghan, who was worried about Lin Shiyu, got up and said goodbye.

When he arrived at the door, Ye Nan smiled and said to Qin Wuyou: "Brother Qin, if you have the opportunity, we will have a good time to discuss. I really want to see how strong you are, the only two who can fight against the Sword of Fear."

"Mr. Qin..." Xu Jinghan looked at the angel cold in the room, and then looked at Qin Wuyou in front of him. His eyes were complicated and he was a little reluctant to speak.

"What's wrong?"

"If... if... if you encounter this number one killer again in the future, just hide if you can. After all, you are famous Wuxushi. Although you are very strong, you are not afraid of ten thousand, but you are afraid of if you are not afraid of ten thousand. If you make any mistakes, you don't want Miss Leng to be sad, right?" Xu Jinghan thought for a long time and said. Before, Qin Wuyou's subconscious touch of his neck still made Xu Jinghan notice. She knew that although Qin Wuyou passed, he must have suffered a great loss.

Qin Wuyou rolled her eyes in her heart, knowing that she had misunderstood her relationship with Angel Leng, but she didn't explain too much, so she could only reply perfunctorily: "Thank you for reminding me, I must have been away from her when I saw her before."

"That's good, then I'll say goodbye. Thank you and Miss Leng for your life-saving grace. If you need any help, come to me and I will do my best." After saying that, Xu Jinghan turned around and left with the two of them who were traveling with me.

Seeing Qin Wuyou coming back, he returned to his lazy look again. Angel Yan, who had his feet on the coffee table, teased: "You can't tell, instructor, you are quite a woman. You have just left for a few days and have sex with a woman again. A royal sister and a pretty widow, let me guess which one you like? Which widow? Mature and charming, no, you shouldn't have that hobby, it should be that blue-haired woman? I just saw you secretly looking at her."

What do you care about? When did you peek at me? I was just exploring it, and I didn’t have any dirty thoughts. Qin Wuyou covered his forehead helplessly: "Stop talking nonsense, what a pretty widow, a royal sister, think everyone is as dirty as you? Do you think you can have a lady like a good goddess, but in private a stolen girl. Look at the violet before, look at the cold, and look at you? The goddess should be arrogant, cold and uninhabited by the world."

Angel Yan threw a piece of orange into his mouth and chewed it, rolled his eyes and was very disdainful: "Cut, who can't pretend, maybe you can't bear it in private. Maybe the tree-lined path you yearn for is covered with white frost every morning and night."

"Haha... Yan, why can't I understand what you are saying?" Qin Wuyou sighed helplessly, "You awesome, Angel Yan, you old witch, really have a different mindset, and the angle of seeing the problem is always so unexpected.

"Wow, as soon as I said that, you showed a vulgar expression. Obviously, you know everything and pretend to me. I guess you think so in your heart. What do you dare not admit? Men are lustful. If you are not lustful, unless you are hanging on the wall." Angel Yan glanced at his mouth and said disgusted.

"Not to talk nonsense, don't think of people so badly. Not every man can't walk when he sees beauty. Beauty is like me like clouds. I only like animals and plants, and are close to nature." Qin Wuyou said seriously with his throat.

"Wild animals? Are you talking about the kind of wild animals that every man likes?" Angel Yan couldn't help laughing, and then said, "A dragon, a club called a divine beast?"

"How do you know... cough cough... what are you talking about? I don't know what a one-stop." After that, Qin Wuyou waved his hand and hurriedly fled the scene.

When he woke up again, the sky had already started to light. Angel Yan yawned and pushed open the door. Only then did he see Qin Wuyou dancing swords in the yard with bare arms.

After walking out of the door a few steps, he stretched his waist in a daze, and greeted, "Ha... Instructor is early."

Hearing this, Qin Wuyou turned his head and happened to see Angel Yan going out. He was wearing a white pajamas. As she stretched, the clothes on her chest instantly tensed, and the peaks on her chest were about to come out, just like a slit-clothes-out posture, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Although Qin Wuyou's eyes are honest, his mouth is still disdainful.

What? Angel Yan, who was confused, didn't react for a moment, and didn't understand what Qin Wuyou was saying. He looked up and was about to ask, but saw Qin Wuyou's eyes staring straight at him. Looking down with his eyes, the character Angel Yan suddenly became dark. Who can I bury? Sister, can't you see these two miracle peaks? If you don't need your eyes, please donate them to those in need?

Angel Yan glared at Qin Wuyou in anger, stared at Qin Wuyou's lower body without showing any weakness, and shook his head with a pity expression.

"Uh..." Qin Wuyou was a little surprised by the confrontation. He didn't know if Liang Jingru gave him courage from the air, otherwise how could he have the confidence to confront this old witch?

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, you'd better practice your sword well. My sister won't accompany you. I wish you a great advance in magic skills as soon as possible, reach the highest level of swordsmanship, and be able to have swords among people and someone among them. Then you will no longer be human, you are a sword man, a sword man!" Angel Yan deliberately gritted his teeth and increased the tone of these two words, waved his hand and turned around to walk back into the house.

After Angel Yan left, Qin Wuyou was once again engaged in cultivation. The spiritual power flowed in his body and his blood began to rush, like boiling water. The sweat on the surface of his body was evaporated by the high temperature of his body, and waves of water mist rose.

The spiritual energy surged into the limbs, the essence between the mouth and nose was spewed out, the air flowed all over the body, and the sword energy intertwined.
Chapter completed!
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