Chapter 1119 (1/2)

a day later, the whole airship seemed to have agreed, and few people went to the deck to see the scenery.

Even in all kinds of entertainment places, there are few people to play.

Zhang Xing naturally knows what happened.

But he didn't pay attention to it. He played as he could.

As time went by, a few months later, Ruan Mei began to show irritability.

For young people, a few months of boring life is really unbearable.

Not everyone has a share of perseverance and perseverance.

For one year, it's not long for a warrior above King level to tell the truth.

As long as you meditate and practice fighting Qi, you may arrive in the eastern continent as soon as you open your eyes.

Zhang Xing can't go to meditation, because there is no need!

Looking at Ruan Mei's fidgety state, Zhang Xing can also understand, in fact, the main reason is the local sentiment.

As the distance from home is getting closer and closer, Ruan Mei's sadness is also gradually increasing.

She doesn't know if her parents are still alive, whether her home still exists or not.

Can I still see all the beautiful and quiet pictures in my childhood memory.

In his sadness, Zhang Xing said, ”Ruan Mei, your accomplishments are really low. Look at those young masters, they are all intermediate emperors.”

On the other side of the deck, Wen Xian, Zuo Zheng, Lv Liang, LV Ting, and others were unable to live with loneliness, and they also came out to ventilate.

They see Zhang Xing and Ruan Mei, the anger in the heart rubbed up.

He lost his hundreds of thousands of pocket money, and he also got on with his ancestor's 50 million spirit stone.

Finally half a dime did not come back, gas lung pain.

The ancestor told them that although Zhang Xing was young, he was already a three-star Zun state, and he was also a master of magic and martial arts.

Don't provoke him, otherwise, their ancestors will not be able to save them.

But this group of young people did not go to their heart, after all, they did not see it with their own eyes, so they still wanted to make money.

Ruan Mei glanced at Wen Xian and others, disdained: ”they are not enough for you to pinch with a little finger.” Free Chinese