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Chapter 920(2/2)

Qin Chen patted Li Xianyu's head and said with a smile: "Have you never heard a word?"

"What's the matter?"

"It's good to kill people for a while, it's good to kill people for a while!"

“…”

Li Xianyu didn't want to talk at this moment.

Li Xianyu completely ignored it after plunging into the training room.

breakthrough!

A breakthrough must be made.

Otherwise, there will be big trouble.

Qin Chen didn't say much.

The more Li Xianyu was worried about him, the more he proved that his vision was correct.

Although they spent a short time together, Li Xianyu did regard him as his master.

"Boy... Master has to avenge your Li family..."

As Qin Chen whispered, he opened the gourd around his waist and drank a sip of strong wine.

Slowly, a cold air was released from Qin Chen's body.

At this moment, the Seven-Miscellaneous Ice Moon Art is running and the temperature in the room gradually drops.

He also needs to practice.

Otherwise, it would be bad if you see Gu Xinyue and the others again, your realm would be too far away.

The new moon in the valley has a strange origin.

Yun Shuang'er's Chaos Body, Ye Ziqing's Body.

Shi Gandang is a genius in battle. The more he fights, the more he can stimulate his potential and improve his realm.

None of these four people is simple.

The four of them are now being excavated by him, and the subsequent improvement depends more on themselves.

Meeting again, Qin Chen hopes that they can surpass their expectations!

I was speechless all night, the next day, early in the morning.

Qin Chen took Li Xianyu to set off.

On the other hand, Wan Qingxue also set off with Mr. Fu, Lord Ning Xu, and dozens of people.

The Lord of the Ningxu Pavilion, the seventh level of Nirvana, also belongs to the domineering world in Jiangbei.

The dozens of people who followed were all guards from thousands of pavilions, at the level of Nirvana Spiritual Realm.

This time, Wan Qingxue has made a lot of preparations for Ling Zixuan’s trip to the grave.

"Young Master Qin."

Wan Qingxue looked at Qin Chen and smiled and said, "This time, we took a boat from Tianshangjiang all the way north and went directly to the northern end of Tianshangjiang to the end of the last tour."

"The former site of Zixuan Pavilion is right there!"

"good!"

Wan Qingxue looked at Qin Chen and nodded.

Today, Qin Chen is wearing a white dress and looks a little thin, but he gives people a sense of toughness like pine and cypress.

Bright eyes and white teeth, clear eyes, clean face and handsome.

It's not the kind of elegance that makes people feel unscathed at first glance, but when you look closely, you have a charming look.

A green belt was tied around her white waist and a gourd was pinned.

Qin Chen, standing with his hands behind his back, stood there, giving people a feeling of peace and tranquility.

But Wan Qingxue understood.

Qin Chen at this moment was like a lazy tiger.
Chapter completed!
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