Chapter 1287 (1/2)

A saint, or the father of heaven holy land, was behind a young man who seemed to be in his twenties?

Some people dare not think about it, even don't want to believe it.

, as like as two peas as like as two peas, he could not help believing that he had the same look as the old white family.

At the beginning, the cold water and the white family had the honor to look at one eye, that deep eyes, is the water clear cold will never forget.

The memory of the day of the baijiashou feast is always engraved in the cold and clear water soul.

The old ancestors of Bai family are willing to follow the later, and only one person is recorded in the ancient books read by the cold water.

Palm the sky, free, cultivation to the infinite.

More than 5000 years ago, the man who left xuanxiao mainland.

The cold water is afraid to think, even dare not to see Zhang Ziling.

That man How is that possible?

The cold body shivers, dry mouth, the more feel their side of the green ink noise.

Therefore, the water is cold is involuntarily fan a green ink palm.

However, after the cold fan of the water and the ink, his emotional excitement in his heart was not relieved at all, but more intense.

See the green ink questioned themselves, water and cold again can not suppress their heart of excitement, back hand again gave the green ink a slap.

Crackle!

The loud ears blew in the ears of all. All the disciples of the sword sect of Qingdu were slightly trembling, and they were shocked to see the cold of Shuiqing. They didn't understand why Shuiqing cold did so.

Even a group of disciples of the magic palace were dazzled. The development of the incident was beyond their expectation.

All of a sudden, civil unrest?

Both sides of the face of the blue ink swollen, angry to see the cold and low roar: ”water clear cold?”

Although the cold water is the strong man from the holy land, it is the capital city of Qingdu, the site of Qingdu sword school, and the water QingHan is only the elder of Tianshui Holy Land It is impossible for the blue ink to face the cold with smile after he has two ears slapped by the cold.

The cold water has not yet reached that position.

It's not big enough to break the net.

Tianshui holy land is more than one elder. After that, qingmo takes the magic Palace's emperor skill to go to Tianshui holy land to dredge and dredge. Even if it kills the water and the cold, it must be no big event.

”Kneel down for me!” The cold face of water becomes gloomy, roaring at the green ink.

”The water is clear and cold, you really dare not do it to you?” Qingmo was originally lost son and fell into grief and anger, now the water and cold add a fire, two stimulation add up, let the green ink directly fried the pot.

Zhang Ziling sat leisurely in his chair, looking at the actions of the water, the cold and the blue ink, and the eyes were full of smile.

Zhang Ziling also can see that the cold water seems to have guessed his identity.

”I didn't expect that a boy in Tiangong state could know so much!” Zhang Ziling shook his head and smiled, and then looked at the cold way to the water Qing: ”Hello, that boy, what's your name?”

Hearing Zhang Ziling calling himself, the dead suddenly came out of the cold water, and they dared not hesitate to reply to Zhang Ziling: ”return to the devil Adults, the small and small ones are called the water, the cold and the water. They are an elder of the holy land of Tianshui. Here is It's sightseeing. ”

The cold water for their own reasons, said to Zhang Ziling.

He can't tell Zhang that he is coming to find the devil palace trouble.

The monks in the magic palace were all dazzled at a few hundred year old men saying this to a young man in his twenties.

This The picture is really a bit shocking.