Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

Su Xiaowan, a Jiang Xiu sounds so strange name, the impression she left for herself is all Cheng Lingran's appearance, but Jiang Xiu heard that she was holding her own cliff, the heart seemed to hurt a bit, only to understand Why she will leave tears behind her own silence.

Jiang Xiu can understand her crying and stunned. No one wants to be a substitute for others. Just like Zhao Rong, in a palace in Zhoushan, he said to Jiang Xiu, he didn’t ask for anything, only asked the son to accompany me for one night. Su Xiaowan may be cheaper than her, but also simple, just want her Jiang brother to recognize people, not as others.

Jiang Xiu’s voice changed a little lightly: “What happened to Su Xiaowan?”

Ji Daozong said: "A pile of corpses."

Even if Jiang Xiu had prepared for it, but when he actually heard it, he still felt a bit stunned. Su Xiaowan’s death would not be ruined. She was definitely a tool, a carrier, a carrier for the goddess, and When it is over, the goddess will definitely be lost. The advent of the goddess is not simply taking up her body, but also blending with her soul, affecting each other, but the consciousness of the goddess must prevail. In this case, the goddess will not survive if he leaves the carrier.

In addition, Su Xiaowan's body is only a physical body. For more than 30 years, it must be rotted, and the body of Jiang Xiu Xian Wang will certainly not rot.

Jiang Xiu asked: "How long have you checked the corpse?"

Ji Daozong said: "This has not been checked, but it is naturally rot, it should be some years."

"How do you deal with the corpse?"

Ji Daozong hesitated: "It’s just a bunch of corpses, and I haven’t dealt with it. In fact, I’ve been wondering about Su Xiaowan, who she is and what she is.”

Su Xiaowan not only evoked the wild vision of Ji Daozong, but she also made it one after another. Several friends under the river, flowers and streams, dragons and dragons, corpses and gods, also said that Jiang Xi Tuo was moved.

Such a woman with skills, strategy, mysterious and powerful, the result is inexplicably torn off.

He felt a little ridiculous.

"Do the sovereign have hatred with her?"

This problem, Jiang Xiu also wants to know why the goddess wants to kill him. Jiang Xiu really can't figure out why he really offended her. It is so painstaking to set him up.

Jiang Xiu said: "Is this what you can ask?"

Ji Daozong was so scared that he hurriedly shut up. He couldn’t help but be curious in his heart. He secretly regretted that he should not touch Jiang’s brow at this time.

"Elder law enforcement elders, Ji Daozong murdered the sect, the sinister sect, the crime is awkward, how to convict?"

Xia Instant waited for this sentence.

In addition to the disciples of Ji Daozong and the people who are united around him, all the people who are persecuted, especially those who have been persecuted and dynasty are annihilated, want to pick up 10,000 times. .

Xia Instant said: "When it is treated as a crime of rebellion."

Ji Daozong shouted: "Sovereign, let me go, I am unintentional. From now on, I will never dare to be half-hearted and give the lord a horse."

Jiang Xiu said: "The deity has let you go. Do you think that Tiandzong, so many disciples who are persecuted by you will let you go?"

Looking at a pair of hateful people around, I want to eat his eyes. Ji Daozong is like a deflated ball. When he is ruined, he will report it at the end. No, he shouts in his heart. He is defeated by the king. He feels that he is at least at least It is also a hero, but pitiful for mercy, knowing that Jiang will not let go of himself, or beg for mercy. He felt that he had lost a glimmer of light, and even the last dignity was counted, even he himself looked down on himself.

"The crime of rebellion, together with the nine ethnic groups, will be shackled, and the body will fall into hell."

The flowers flowed and watched all the murders of Jiang Xiu were retaliated by revenge. Jiang Xi Tuo’s Taihua Zong was destroyed, Qi Longyue was killed, and Ji Daozong was Fuxi, and her flower stream was repaired as a waste. The Shinto people are permanently trapped, and no one really has a good end.

The river is a devil.

At first, they actually killed a devil for the devil in their heart. It was ridiculous.

auzw.com Jiang Xiu’s eyes swept away, looking at the flowers and flashing, flashing cold: "How about you?"

The glass was shocked and rushed out of the crowd. Looking at Jiang Xiu in front of her eyes, she was shocked and said: "Jiang Xiong, no, Jiang Zongzhu, spared my master, my master has already..." She originally thought It’s crazy, but there’s a crazy way to go. "She has lost her position as a sovereign, or she has gone to repair, she is already very miserable."

"Ray her."

Sometimes death is not a kind of relief, living in the world, endures this unbearable pain, but the ridiculous thing is that there is no courage to commit suicide, such as flowering.

The appearance of the flower stream is still gazing at the eyes.

Jiang Xiu said: "How did she convince you at the beginning?"

The flower flow shadows the smirk of Jiang Xiu, and Liu Li said: "Master, you say, Jiang Zongzhu will spare you..." She secretly looked at Jiang Xiu, now he is so high Can't climb, seeing him with his heart hanging.

Hua Liuying said: "She said, can make you become my servant."

"what!"

Jiang Xiu's marbles generally couldn't help but twitch their muscles on the face of fortitude, almost yelling at the madman. The glazed glass also stunned the mouth, and it was unbelievable that a pair of eyes flickered.

Flower flow shadows have to conquer the river, this is certainly not love, a woman loves a man, will want him to be good, regard his glory as his own glory, worship him, instead of ruining him to conquer, maybe Flower Flow has once had a period of worshipping the fall of the river. The most outstanding genius of the Three Kingdoms of the Sinwu Continent, isn’t it the beauty of the world that is the voice of the world? However, Jiang Xiu never looked at her, and said that love and hate are on the line. Worship does not last long and gives rise to grievances. When the grievances are full, they become hate.

Hua Liuying said: "Actually, I was deceived. She wants your life. However, there is nothing wrong with it. I am very happy to watch you die."

"Master!"

The glass is scared, but now I still say this, angering the river, it will be dead.

However, how can the glaze understand the current mood of the flower, she will not vent her grievances, how can she still suffer, or else she will not appear here, watching those accomplices of the year, one by one, Her heart can be balanced.

Jiang Xiu said: "But when I died, why am I still alive?"

This question has been asked. Many people are very curious about what is going on here. They are waiting for the answer of Jiang Xiu. The people present can’t think of it. The question is actually Jiang Xiu himself. He doesn’t know much about himself. ?

Hua Liuying said: "This, you made sure that I am dead?"

"Being caught jumping down the cliff, more than thirty years later, when you found your body, you are already dead."

On the edge of the cliff, he said: "This is indeed the case. In that year, the body of the sovereign was brought back to the Zongmen by Ji Daozong, and it was personally examined by the elders."

No one said: "At that time, I checked very clearly. Every scar on my body, the nuances, I saw it really, and I was careful, it was indeed the lord."

Jiang Xiu frowned and fell.

Yuya said: "I once suspected that there was no elders and sects and sects, and the tombs were supervised by me. No one except me and Ji Daozong could enter without damaging the tombs."

"But when the sect appeared as an ordinary disciple, I went to the cemetery and found that the corpse was gone."

"I haven't done it before, and Ji Daozong will never do this kind of thing."

Hua Liuying said: "I always thought that you got the power of the Emperor of Heaven, and after many years of silence, he practiced and made himself leave the cemetery."

Jiang Xiu said: "The power of the Emperor of Heaven? Impossible!"

If he got the power of the Emperor, he would never appear on Earth after more than 30 years, and the so-called Heavenly Emperor is a trap of the goddess. It can be a fairy or a cake she sketched.

The expression on his face gradually became strange, but in this case, he really did not want to think about it, and he was even more reluctant to write.