Chapter 1519
Good opportunity, while brother Ling hasn't recovered from the battle just now, it's a great opportunity to take advantage of freeloader.
Unfortunately, Ling Wushang had already seen the clue from her exaggerated expression of flower infatuation. She was slightly wrong and hid in the past.
"Ba", it's a pity that the little Lori once again stole the chicken and pasted the rice, gorgeous and beautiful, on the wall.
"Brother Ling..." Meng Luo stares at a big, watery eyes, looking at Ling Wushang pitifully.
"Aren't you hungry? Let's go. " Ling Wushang is immune to xiaoluoli's eyes with dizzy desire to cry, and asks with a smile rather than a smile.
Well Brother Ling still cares about me, and he still cares about it. It must be because there are too many people. I'm sorry to be too close to me. Meng Luo comforted herself again and recovered a little. If Meng Luo recognized the second place, she would not be the first
"Wait, let me see if this guy is dead." Meng Luo got up and ran to Tianyin.
Ling Wushang's strength was one level higher than Ling Wuxi's, and his palm moved his heart to kill. Even if Tianyin's ancestor had the strength of Tianyuan's peak, he was still shaken to pieces and hardly viable.
"Old man, brother Ling didn't beat you to death last time. Do you think you have such good luck this time? I don't have any eyesight. I can't see that brother Ling was wearing a mask last time. I deserve to die. " Meng Luo heavily kicked Tianyin Laozu, and then happily followed Ling Wushang away.
Meng Luo's last sentence fell into the ear of Tianyin ancestor without missing a word. Suddenly, a light flashed through the empty eyes.
Ling Wushang, what she means is that the descendant of Cangyuan who started last time is Ling Wushang, but wearing a mask? No, no, it wasn't him last time!
Meng Luo is a fan in the game. She doesn't find the difference between Ling Wushang and her brother Ling in her mind. In other words, she had a little bit of strange feeling, but she was flushed into the wrong mind by the budding love and easily threw that suspicion out of her mind.
However, in the body of Tianyin ancestor, there is another soul that has survived for thousands of years. Even if most of the time is in deep sleep, the vision is far from that of Meng Luo.
No matter his strength or bearing, he can be sure that today's Ling Wushang is not the same person as the last Cangyuan sword master.
So, who is the Cangyuan sword master? Why does that smelly girl regard him as Ling Wushang again?
Perhaps it was the reflection before his death that a sudden light came into his mind. What happened in qianchongling mountain flashed through my mind in turn.
Ling Chuxi! Ling Chuxi, Ling Wushang's younger sister, is the patriarch of jindanzong and the master of jianxinliu. Is she the descendant of Cangyuan?
"I didn't think it would be her..." Tianyin Laozu sent out a burst of self mockery of the wrong laughter, a wisp of blood with visceral fragments gushed out of the body along the corner of his mouth.
He finally understood, but now he understood what the meaning was. He only regretted that Ling Chuxi didn't make situ Wuying hurt the killer when Ling Chuxi just entered the qianchongling mountain. Otherwise, how could he end up today. What's more ironic is that he finally died in Ling Chuxi's big brother Ling Wushang.
Under the afterglow of sunset, Ling Wushang and Meng Luo are gone. The breath of Tianyin ancestor is gradually weakening, and the vitality is about to disappear.
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Unfortunately, Ling Wushang had already seen the clue from her exaggerated expression of flower infatuation. She was slightly wrong and hid in the past.
"Ba", it's a pity that the little Lori once again stole the chicken and pasted the rice, gorgeous and beautiful, on the wall.
"Brother Ling..." Meng Luo stares at a big, watery eyes, looking at Ling Wushang pitifully.
"Aren't you hungry? Let's go. " Ling Wushang is immune to xiaoluoli's eyes with dizzy desire to cry, and asks with a smile rather than a smile.
Well Brother Ling still cares about me, and he still cares about it. It must be because there are too many people. I'm sorry to be too close to me. Meng Luo comforted herself again and recovered a little. If Meng Luo recognized the second place, she would not be the first
"Wait, let me see if this guy is dead." Meng Luo got up and ran to Tianyin.
Ling Wushang's strength was one level higher than Ling Wuxi's, and his palm moved his heart to kill. Even if Tianyin's ancestor had the strength of Tianyuan's peak, he was still shaken to pieces and hardly viable.
"Old man, brother Ling didn't beat you to death last time. Do you think you have such good luck this time? I don't have any eyesight. I can't see that brother Ling was wearing a mask last time. I deserve to die. " Meng Luo heavily kicked Tianyin Laozu, and then happily followed Ling Wushang away.
Meng Luo's last sentence fell into the ear of Tianyin ancestor without missing a word. Suddenly, a light flashed through the empty eyes.
Ling Wushang, what she means is that the descendant of Cangyuan who started last time is Ling Wushang, but wearing a mask? No, no, it wasn't him last time!
Meng Luo is a fan in the game. She doesn't find the difference between Ling Wushang and her brother Ling in her mind. In other words, she had a little bit of strange feeling, but she was flushed into the wrong mind by the budding love and easily threw that suspicion out of her mind.
However, in the body of Tianyin ancestor, there is another soul that has survived for thousands of years. Even if most of the time is in deep sleep, the vision is far from that of Meng Luo.
No matter his strength or bearing, he can be sure that today's Ling Wushang is not the same person as the last Cangyuan sword master.
So, who is the Cangyuan sword master? Why does that smelly girl regard him as Ling Wushang again?
Perhaps it was the reflection before his death that a sudden light came into his mind. What happened in qianchongling mountain flashed through my mind in turn.
Ling Chuxi! Ling Chuxi, Ling Wushang's younger sister, is the patriarch of jindanzong and the master of jianxinliu. Is she the descendant of Cangyuan?
"I didn't think it would be her..." Tianyin Laozu sent out a burst of self mockery of the wrong laughter, a wisp of blood with visceral fragments gushed out of the body along the corner of his mouth.
He finally understood, but now he understood what the meaning was. He only regretted that Ling Chuxi didn't make situ Wuying hurt the killer when Ling Chuxi just entered the qianchongling mountain. Otherwise, how could he end up today. What's more ironic is that he finally died in Ling Chuxi's big brother Ling Wushang.
Under the afterglow of sunset, Ling Wushang and Meng Luo are gone. The breath of Tianyin ancestor is gradually weakening, and the vitality is about to disappear.
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