Bai Zhiqiu, the owner of the magic door, was a double-character demon heretic 500 years ago. Who doesn’t serve his ancestors? I think that when the imperial alliance poured half its strength, it failed to kill, but it would be a loss.
Such a saint is now in front of him … Covering the moon, returning to the snow, and stunning the rainbow. Ning Xianshan can’t help but be fascinated.
Bai Zhiqiu took a silver gun in the desert with his hands in his hands and slowly approached. He looked at it roughly and nodded slightly. "You have entered the top three in terms of gun repair."
Ning xian shan Shen returns to his soul
Recognizing the identity of a white-robed saint, he has long since lost his place in the desert for decades, and he has been arrogant and subconsciously gathered away his body. The fierce bandits said rudely, "Xiao Ning dare not rank among the top three."
He calls himself Xiao Ning.
Bai Zhiqiu lost the desert silver gun in the past and said with a little smile, "Just three types of cold guns came from Luojia Youlong, Luohe County, Dayan Empire in the past. Although they can afford to stand in the mountains, they are also difficult to enter the sky. The three guns are used to cast a few rules in the field of saints, otherwise the magic will not consume several interest hours."
Ning Xianshan listened carefully to the six words "when you spend a few hours", but he didn’t dare to be contemptuous.
So he said respectfully, "I heard that there was a gun fairy Dai Zong who was the leader in the Wuyue Mountain in the storm in the West. I don’t know what the door owner said, and the other one was …"
Bai Zhiqiu looked up at the north as if he had seen a lonely boat through the night. "Did the ferryman hear about it?"
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Chapter 49 Know the dark and keep trying during the day
Ningxian Mountain has a good knowledge of the eastern world of the big desert, but it can also be said that I don’t know it. After all, the horizon will not be narrowed.
Moreover, the well-in-the-hole Tibetan mirror man made his fortune in the west and became famous in ten days.
This incident caused quite a stir in those years. Ning Xianshan was also eager to try the silver gun in the desert. He wanted to learn from the two men’s demeanor, know yourself and know yourself, and prepare his homework back and forth. Although he died suddenly, he also heard a lot about Yu Duo’s ten-day vision.
Respectfully follow the intention to lag behind half a shoulder to show respect. Ning Xianshan said, "I heard that there is a lonely boat moored at the seaside in the north all year round, and the old boat is even a hidden weirdo. Even those old immortals in the valve of Liu Chensong Li Wangsun in Tianbei should be respectful."
"I heard that it was said that the sky didn’t kill me, and people didn’t pity me. The first person in Tianbei was crazy about poetry and sword. After drinking 3,000 cups, he was drunk and made a big deal with that handle. He jumped from Guanhai Building to the end of the 700-round old boat war and finally lost half a trick."
"The old boat became famous in World War I and became a saint for ten days. It was only when the ferryman heard that the famous sword was not light and promised to fight against the weapon. It seemed to be … paddle?"
Bai Zhiqiu walked in the streets with his hands down. The ferryman seemed to pour out a lot of interest and said, "It’s a paddle! But it’s really two shots in the sky to display magical powers in seven hundred rounds. "
Ning Xianshan’s face shows reverence. "So that’s it."
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As the leader overthrew the hundreds of brothers chasing the flag gate and chasing the wings, the retrograde people in the streets and lanes also confessed their lives and escaped the net one by one.
So Daqi’s protege also sent all the bodies to a place to wait for the Lord’s orders.
When I saw Ning Xianshan’s farting behind the old man with white hair and beard, I was afraid to breathe. When I wandered around the west mirror, the edge of the world was broken. I didn’t dare to brag about my eyesight, but my brothers were more or less guessing about the identity of the white-robed old man
So they retreated to both sides.
Ning Xianshan is filled with complacency, thinking that these little rabbits have not practiced in vain, thanks to Master Shan’s teaching on weekdays.
Bai Zhiqiu walked to a corpse and bowed his head and looked at his eyes.
So the wind blows.
A strange pattern was revealed in front of the body’s clothes and chest by the wind.
Ning Xianshan was surprised to be very "alien?"
I can’t believe he frowned and ordered his brothers to undress the bodies of all retrograde people. Everyone had a similar pattern painted on his chest.
Xingyun totem
Ning Xianshan looked at Bai Zhiqiu with a full face of doubt.
As expected, Bai Zhiqiu didn’t look. "It was an alien who just killed that alien. If it is expected, it should be an alien genius who crossed the border in recent days."