Lord Xue Ying

Today's second chapter!

The black bird squats on the shoulder of the blood-blade god, and is very happy, but it can easily burn out the environment of the four heavenly gods. It is still intact, and it can be seen in its terrible place. : "Blood blade, you have not vowed to say to me before, what to say... I will not be wrong!" It also deliberately imitated the voice of the blood-edged god.

"Is it a face? Is it shameful?" Blackbird smirked. "I said, don't be too confident, it won't happen in the future, everything is possible."

"He hasn't mastered a product yet?" The blood-blade **** frowns slightly. "It seems that I look at him high. He may not be worthy of my cultivation. Well, don't mention him."

Saying that the blood-blade gods continue to watch the scenes in the cosmic copper furnace, watch the occasional black power formed under the gathering of the horror flames, and try to observe the rules of the rules and the hope of their own breakthrough.

"Oh." The black bird yelled, it was clear that the Emperor was no longer concerned about the Dongbo Snow Eagle, which made the Black Bird sigh, "Poor little guy!"

It is very clear.

Blood Blade God is very cold in the bones.

To this day, the Emperor has experienced too much to see too much, and life and death are too common. He also received a lot of disciples, and these disciples, such as disciples, have been collected in the last few billion years. After all, if you are not a great person, the time you can live is limited. It is not the death of the gods or the death of the deity. For a long time, the Emperor received a lot of disciples and wanted to collect it. If you don't want to take it, it's a piece of truth and it's all over the place.

It is worthy of cultivation and it is well cultivated. I don’t think it’s worth cultivating... I’m too lazy to take a look, even throw it away! Because it is not worth spending a little thought.

He is a **** god, and time and energy are very valuable!

Even his two most successful disciples, "Qingjun" and "Pu Zang Emperor", gave them the opportunity to let him develop. He was too lazy to manage. He was more concerned with his own practice. This is also the reason why he can stand at the peak of the realm of the gods. He pays more attention to his own strength. As for the so-called blood-blade god, he did not care much, even his disciple 'Qingjun' rebellion blade **** is also his acquiescence, because the disciple has his own path, although he is too lazy to manage, but still very happy to see the disciple grow powerful.

Territory? Even the management of the territory is the responsibility of his emperor and other emperors.

"Yeah." The blood-blade Emperor stretched out his right hand, and the palm of his hand was devastated and flashed. "There is only one step in the same line."

The Blood Blade God looked up at the cosmic copper furnace and watched the dark force that occasionally flashed in the blazing flame in the copper furnace.

......

The secret cymbal in the world of the 351th floor of the Locking Tower, Dongbo Snow Eagle has not been practiced so far. ‘Mixed Hearts’ is naturally not yet mastered.

"It’s too embarrassing."

"I don't give a little face."

"Before we were able to go to the next garden, we actually shot us out today."

In the Dongfu Snow Eagle’s Dongfu, the Xia’s gods are talking about it. When the Dongbo Snow Eagle came in from the outside, they went on and on.

"Dongbo, although from the rules, we are in the scope of Yinshi's other hospitals, only in this cave and the corridor." Yunhai the emperor came over and frowned. "In fact, the garden next door, the servants of the inner disciples can go in and go around, but today we went to be beaten by the guards at the garden, Dong Bo. The guards dare to do this to us... Dissatisfied with you?"

"Yeah, Dongbo, what happened?" The Xia people looked at the Dongbo Snow Eagle.

They are not stupid.

They were bombarded and they were not angry. However, I am worried that the Dongbo Snow Eagle may lose its favor.

"Some little troubles." Dongbo Snow Eagle smiled slightly. "It's okay."

"Oh." Everyone looked at each other and didn't say much more.

Yu Jingqiu is coming over. The voice said: "Dongbo, what happened? Even a guard who dares to deal with us?"

"It may be that I am disappointed in the practice of the Master." Dongbo Xueying said, "You can rest assured, nothing."

"Be careful with yourself, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Yu Jingqiu comforted the voice.

suddenly

"Dongbo's younger brother." There was a cold voice outside.

Dongbo Snow Eagle once went to the outside, and the entrance to the Dongfu was standing in the gray-clothed indifferent woman 'Miyao Shijie'. The sister of the palace wind sister said coldly: "After I will teach you well, where can the servant follow? The place can't go. I told you long ago. Fortunately, it is not forbidden. If it is some important forbidden land, it will be directly executed."

"The younger brother understands." Dongbo Snow Eagle is not annoyed. After all, from a strict rule, it is true that his own people have violated the rules! Just before everyone was acquiescence.

Yinshi Bieyuan is the management of Gongfeng Shijie.

Suddenly, I suddenly fell cold. Obviously, Ms. Gongfeng’s sister is very dissatisfied with herself. He also heard that Gong Feng’s sister is very cold, she is very polite and has a very strong potential. Others are not very good. on. The servants of the three heavenly gods followed, and the rules they received in the Yinshi monastery were even lighter. I also enjoyed special treatment before, and now obviously no such treatment.

"Also, you haven't mastered a **** of mind for two thousand years, so it's useless, and you are not qualified to exempt me from labor." Gong Fengshi's indifference throws a crystal card, "In the Yinshi monastery, every thousand years of labor Go to the labor camp."

Dongbo Snow Eagle took over the crystal card: "Yes."

There should be labor, and Ms. Gong Feng’s sister let herself go, she could not refuse.

......

In the rolling hills behind Yinshi's courtyard, Dongbo Snow Eagle is holding a big axe in the big tree, the trees are tall and tall, and the Dongbo Snow Eagle is doing its best to cut it, but the trees are tough and can be cut down for half an hour. Pour a big tree.

Uh... a sound of tree slashing, let the heart of Dongbo Snow Eagle gradually calm down.

Ms. Gong Fengjie is not happy with him! Master Zou has never been summoned again. Those of the same disciples are quite polite, but they are only talking in the back. Some of them are indifferent when they meet! This is the world of practice. The strength is respected. Every year, a nine-fruit fruit is enough for thousands of years. It is also the teacher’s personal guidance, and it is also the practice of the lock tower. This kind of treatment for two thousand years of cultivation is worthy of being in the hands of other powerful people for thousands of years.

Those same disciples think that the potential of the Dongbo Snow Eagle is not so high, and the natural attitude changes.

"Hey..." The axe was cut on the big tree, and the Dongbo Snow Eagle became more and more quiet, and the corner of the mouth was slightly upturned.

How others see it is something of others.

As long as you choose the road that you have been advancing, there is no need to be confused. When others are dazzling, countless people will be polite.

"It's no wonder that the masters let the disciples perform the labor. When they perform the labor, I go all out to take a long time to cut down a tree. This way, I can't calmly understand the practice. But although the body is tired, the spirit is very relaxed. "Dongbo Snow Eagle secretly said, "One relaxation, perhaps more helpful for practice."

** (to be continued.)