Chapter 1708 (2/2)

“He is Qin Changqing, where is it?”

An An sorrow sounded, but the twenty three people were slightly discolored.

Qin Changqing !

Some people look gloomy, and the name of Azure Emperor is a big taboo for them.

The reason why they knew the exquisite of the fairy forty years ago, is now make a move.

First, the seven are not weak, they need to be prepared.

Second, it is taboo about the Azure Emperor.

Nowadays, the edge of the land, the fifteenth fairy vein, and many Culture World rumors, the Azure Emperor even the immortals are paralyzed.

Whether it is true or not, but when Qin Xuan killed the three great maidens, it is true that many Sin Bian supremes are annihilated.

Unfortunately, forty years, they still have not found the Azure Emperor.

They have been procrastinating for a long time, and immediate has no patience, so choose make a move.

The six people sighed, “Anzhen, the road of Grand Dao, you need to be yourself, the road ahead is long, no one can accompany you forever!”

“Life and death depends on the fate, it is ridiculous to entrust your life to others!”

“Ahn, if you rob you, you will understand!”

They no longer pay attention to the ampoule, Qin Xuan is not their bodyguard.

The reason why they mentioned Qin Xuan many times is not that they are flattering.

The same as the old man, this should help, Qin Xuan is too strong, but also for them.

Sanhuanggu does not say, this is under Qin Xuan, under the demon court.

The rest of the people, the fairy in the hand, who gave it! ?

Looking at Cultural World, who is there, dare to give it to the fairy.

Even the Lord of the Immortal, for his own parents, will not give a half fairy, not to mention the fairy.

Yang Qili, read his grace, and occasionally chat, will mention.

Anzhen is too small, too young, and the road she has traveled, the things she has experienced are too meager.

Just like the woman who Qin Xuan refinished the soul of the war, even the Battle Buddha did not say anything, even the heart of the emperor did not have any dissuasion.

Because they are very clear about what the woman of the Eight Dead Wars did.

The injured is the son of Qin Changqing’s wife.

Mo Yan is Qin Xuan, that is, they are close to others, can you not be angry?

Battle Buddha, now stands in that place, rather than dying, this is not the case.

Everyone has a reverse scale, some people, and it is unforgivable.

“Understand!? I only understand that Buddha is going to die!”

“Who can come to save him…”

The weeping sound was scattered in the golden plaque, and quietly, there seemed to be a sword glow in the distance.

A thousand miles apart, it seems to be coming.

Wēng!

A long sword falls into front of this Battle Buddha.

Let the twenty three people change color, many people look to the place where the word glow comes, but they don’t see the figure.

“This is a fairy!”

“A sword!”

Exclaimed, ecstasy, greedy voices, twenty three people, looking at this fairy, intent.

“Well, fairy, what do you want?”

The faint sounds, the woods, the white clothes, and the footsteps.

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[Ten! Seeking a monthly ticket!

The old dream really did its best, ten more, this month, this is the 178 outbreak!

The storm is even worse, the old dream is done, and I dare not slack off.

Today is the tenth, but unbeaten.

Old dreams, never admit defeat, the monthly ticket is not enough, that is, the old dream is not enough, the old dream is not enough!

Finally, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, the old dream to rest, really rest, for more than ten hours of continuous updates, the body is ready to the limit.

Thank you for your monthly ticket, thank you for your help this month.

Old dreams, grateful! 】