Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

Too many people didn’t have a rest this night. Many of the Diaoyutai’s big cockroaches couldn’t sleep. The big boss was the same. There was no reason for him. Jiang Xiu did not go to the hospital to treat the Nangong scorpion.

Many people regard this as a battle of the river, and do not know how many people secretly sigh and sigh.

Nangong’s family was already disheartened. Nangong, who was unconscious in the hospital bed, shook his head secretly. The alarm clock on the wall showed more than four in the morning. As time passed, the river fell slowly and they did not see a little hope.

"I am going to find him!" Nangong 瑾 broke the silence in the ward.

He was going to find the river, and when he was in his face, he asked Jiang to drop his hand. Although Jiang Xiu and Nangong were not recognized, he could not watch his daughter die.

"He has already received the news. If he is willing to come. He has already come, and he is afraid of facing the man..."..." Nangong Mu stopped his son. "He can’t help but the man can deal with it." You are more than enough."

"But dear...;...; she can't wait."

Nangong’s eyes flashed with tears, and he was such a daughter. No one can be indifferent when his father can watch his daughter die.

"Hey…;…;"

The same man who could not sleep, he stood in the yard, like a sculpture, standing still at a stop. Although people do not move, but a heart has risen and fallen with time.

"Oh, the sky is going to be bright!"

Speaking a light Japanese saying in the mouth, he raised his head slightly, and the far-end sky was white, and the innocence was brighter. The time limit was getting shorter and shorter, and the river fell from the beginning to the end. .

His confidence is even more full, and the more brilliant light in his eyes, a kind of physiological light, this feeling makes him have a pleasure of revenge, and very strong.

When Nangong was burned, it was when he challenged the river.

"The river falls, you let me down!"

He thought that Jiang was a strong enemy and would be a strong enemy of the silver-winged god. He did not expect even the courage to face him. For a victorious Japanese, it is really disappointing.

"Hey adults, you stood up all night, tired, breakfast is ready."

The rising sun rose, the sun scattered from the overpassing roof into the yard, and fell on him, the cold was suddenly dispelled, let him bathe in the sun with incredible warmth.

"it is good!"

The time was until 10 o'clock in the morning, and it was on the verge of planting the fire charm. The time to plant the fire charm was about 10:30, twenty-four hours, and it was about to arrive.

Emperor's First Military District Hospital.

Two men and one woman came in, and Long Yingqing followed him all the way. The goddess became a small follower, and Jiang Xiu grew up. Incomparably beautiful, like the gods, there are more electric awns in the eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

The nurse saw this pair of men and women a little dazzling, especially Jiang Xiu, Junmei's is really too dazzling, it is impossible to describe the visual impact on her at this moment, the line of sight is deeply attracted, unable to move.

"Nangong Yuer!"

The nurse said, "I, I will take you over, please."

"Good!" Countless nurses are excited. "Who is he, handsome, so even the women beside him are so beautiful, so perfect, it is like a god."

The nurse with the road pointed to the front ward and said: "Nangong Yuer lives in this house...;...;"

Far away, I heard the sound of crying and mourning inside.

Time is coming!

The people at Nangong’s house can’t remember, it’s ten o'clock, but it feels like this time. Maybe the body of Nangong’s nephew will be burned up in the next moment.

"蔻儿...;...;"

Nanmei’s brows wrinkled, his body shivered slightly, and cold sweat on his forehead began to emerge.

"蔻儿,蔻儿...;...;"

suddenly. The door of the ward was pushed open, and everyone in the Nangong family in the room turned around and looked at it. A crisp footstep was not too slow, and it was constantly approaching. Listening to footsteps would give people a sense of calmness and domineering. Because, at this moment, this side of the world can no longer hear anything except this footstep, and everything is pressed down.

A perfect and impeccable man appeared at the door.

auzw.com All the people in Nangong’s house were stunned.

"River…;…;"

Jiang Xiu faintly spit out a sentence: "All go out!"

His words seemed to be like magic. The Nangong family was all obedient. From the ward, they all withdrew from the ward. The mothers and daughters of Nangong’s mothers folded their hands together and kept praying.

"Don't worry, she won't die!"

Jiang Xiu’s voice fell, and the ward’s door slowly closed. He came to Nangong’s beggars without hesitation. He printed the seal on his hand and placed it on the nephew’s Yintang. The constant convergence in the printing process exudes characters. Mysterious and ancient characters with a wonderful light are not included in the gods of the nephew.

Use the character?

In the eyes of Jiang Xiu, the horrible light flashed. The rune of Tian Xingzong is a must of the Xianwu continent. The inheritance is the best of the world. It can be described as the creation of the heavens and the earth, and the mystery of the creation of the world at the beginning, and the man is simply axe.

For the understanding of Shenyuan, the man is more incomparable to Jiang Xiu, who has been practicing the 3,000-year-old immortal.

"Hmm? Fenghuo?"

"Yes, know how to use the flames beyond this world. No wonder it can be directly implanted into the gods, but unfortunately, this rune is too bad, and it will not play the power of the wind."

"Ordinary ice charms will keep you in town."

Jiang Xiu’s law changed, and a word was gently spit out in his mouth: “Coag!”

A cold chill is suddenly involved in the gods of Nangong Yuer. He can be more careful than when he enters. The **** is the root of human beings. Nangong is only a mortal, just like Jiang Xiu. It takes care to practice the knife, and now it is the same.

The violent ice chills swelled in the gods of Nangong, and the innumerable blue soft light intertwined and spread. The fire in the gods burned, but soon the flame was chilled by the cold, but the speed of the blink of an eye was extinguished.

Hey!

Nan Gong’s body was bursting with a violent cold light from her body. Huge cold, the surrounding walls were frozen and sizzling, and the potted plants on the windows quickly frozen.

Nangong Yuer in the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes. Her long, curled eyelashes were still stained with frost, and the glimpse of the handsome man’s face in the river fell.

"Woke up?"

Nangong Yuer felt that the softness and weakness could not be said, but what he saw was that the river fell, and a warm current in his heart was flowing. He finally came.

When I was happy, my eyes slowly dimmed: "Why save me, let me die."

Jiang Xiu said: "You want to die. I said it early, it hurts me."

"Oh, I know you are not sincere to save me."

Jiang Xiu said: "I don't make sense, I don't charge."

Nangong’s pale face showed a smile.

"No one can move me down the river, oh man, I will definitely let him pay the price, the price he can't afford."

After the door was opened, the people of Nangong’s family rushed in and saw that Nangong’s nephew was safe and sound, and all of them were happy. At the same time, they realized that the river fell under the crack of the man’s fire.

"Resolved?"

The face of Long Yingqing is slightly moving. She is a soul mutator. For the core **** of the soul, she knows more thoroughly than the average person. In exchange for her, she is not only grasped by the sixty-seven percent, but the river is afraid to be at the last moment. I came here to treat the Nangong nephew. It is obvious that he has 100% confidence.

He lost to him again.

In the past year, she worked hard day and night, and her strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. However, in the face of Jiang Xiu’s enchanting, she has been defeated and deeply frustrated. It makes the goal of Long Xiuqing’s view to Jiang Xiu very complicated. The man seems to be unbeaten, as if he had only been conquered, and all the efforts he has made now are only struggling.

An explosive news came from the hospital.

"The river has fallen!"

Just at the moment when time is about to arrive twenty-four hours.

Moreover, Jiang fell down and threatened to kill the man.

Huaguo martial arts world shakes!

No, it should be the political circles of the ruling martial arts in China, and even the whole of East Asia.