Chapter 17 (2/2)
”Say, who are you?” Where are the villagers?
”Kill if you want.” Don't you kill everything? Come on, the fat man growled. It's tough. Unfortunately, the strength is too poor. There are only five-star swordsmen.
”Are you from the village? LAN Wenxuan wondered, ”what's your name?”
”Kill if you want.” The fat man seems to be used to wiping his nose with his hand. All of a sudden, a childhood memory is like a memory
”Chubby. Is that you Is that you? I'm number one
”Champion?” The fat man is thinking about something.
”For a moment, he stared at his unbelievable eyes and asked,” Wenxuan? It's you? You're not dead? ”
Looking at the little fat around the skin, LAN Wenxuan's nose was sour and calmed down a lot. He came forward and asked, ”what's going on here? Everyone has gone there, only you.”
”Plop.” Just now, the determined Juhan held LAN Wenxuan's leg and cried wrongly. Xiaopang sobbed. Without saying a word, LAN Wenxuan touched xiaopang's messy hair and waited quietly.
”All dead.” Xiao Pang suddenly says something. LAN Wenxuan's body trembles. Although he has been prepared, it's still hard to accept it.
Originally, he pressed his hands on xiaopang's shoulders and lifted xiaopang, who weighed 200 Jin.
Roared: ”what's the matter? Dead. How did you die? Two pillars, grass roots, little tiger, little Ting... They are all dead, too? ”
Xiao Pang lowered his head and shed tears“ Cry, you know cry, is it a man? That game was bitten off by a little monster, TMD! ” As soon as LAN Wenxuan's hand works hard, he throws xiaopang, who weighs about 200 Jin, out of the snow and slides a long way
”Ah...” as he roared, LAN Wenxuan used all his true Qi. His sword Qi kept on roaring like a broken temple, roaring... I don't know for thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years... Maybe even more distant Temple suddenly became flat. LAN Wenxuan's whole body was shaking violently, and he didn't want to believe that what was born now was all the truth
Xiaopang looked at him, stunned. But at first glance, the number one might be possessed.
Xiao Pang angrily carries up a little bit of fighting spirit, risking the risk of being killed by LAN Wenxuan's sword Qi. He slaps LAN Wenxuan heavily in the face. LAN Wenxuan's nose bleeds and falls to the ground in a panic, but he also wakes up instantly.
Xiao Pang wiped LAN Wenxuan's nosebleed. Looking at LAN Wenxuan, brother, a look is enough, there is no need to say anything.
They went into a cold restaurant, and Xiao Pang described the unforgettable night
From then on, LAN Wenxuan embarked on the journey... Step by step, it will make the world tremble.