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    The chaotic years of turmoil, lingering for a long time, suddenly a burst of clear spirit from the palm of the hand straight into the heavenly spirit, shaken a shake, the flow of years to restore the rational.

    At this time, she found that the mysterious cold does not know why, standing still in the same place, I want to become a sculpture.

    “Hey, he is actually coordinating!”It was surprisingly aware that the belly of the cold has risen to the size of about six months, and his death like a sculpture, the current year immediately confirmed that the other party has successfully entered the state of synchronization.

    “No, my Yixian sword…”For the first time, Liu Nian thinks that the cold is taking away the Yixian sword from his own hands and then enters the synchronous coordination state. But she immediately discovered that Yi Xianjian was in his hand in perfect condition.

    “strange! Look at this person’s temper, absolutely will not casually find an ancient sword-level swordsman synchronized coordination! But since he did not take away my Yixian sword, can it be said that there is nothing like the ancient sword and swordsman of Yi Xianjian? ”The speculations of the chaotic years, but the second to tenth of the “Swordsman” in the sword is now in other cities, or in the hands of the sword-bearers, where to find the cold can not find the Yixian sword What about the swordswoman?

    Unsuccessful, the flow of years is full of curiosity about the Jianhan, who is coordinating and coordinating into the body, but unfortunately,

    At the moment when the awakening is completed, it is impossible to know which swordsman is coordinating and coordinating.

    Yixian Sword didn’t count on it. He spent a lot of effort running to the funeral sword of Yuge City’s Jiange. At this time, there was no quiet sound. The only cold that could talk to himself also entered a synchronous coordination state and became a A zombie, which makes the flow of years suddenly become bored.

    It’s not a leisurely girl to live in. If there is nothing to do, then I have to find something to do, such as the cold in front of me. I don’t know if I want to rob myself of the Yixian sword. Now I’m in the face of myself. The uncoordinated synchronous coordination state is simply not wanting to live!

    It is necessary to say that the cold is in the state of synchronization and coordination in the face of the old age. It is really a bit of a sense of life and death. As long as there is a bit of bad thinking in the flow of the year, just keep a cold sword, like a cold in the copy of the flow calendar. The opening of the cockroach is broken, and the cold is dead.

    Fortunately, although the old year has suffered a lot in the cold, but the ancestral training of the Noble Family has been firmly engraved in the minds of the old age, and the whole human world has become extremely united because of the invasion of the Lantern Festival. There are few things that humans hurt each other, especially between sword-bearers. The last sword-bearer who was convicted of beheading because of the same kind of misconduct was still fifty years ago.

    However, the flow of years can not swallow the cold and grab the sound of Yi Xianjian, and she ate a sputum in Yi Xianjian, naturally want to cold up, ask some suffocation back.

    “Hey, let this girl draw a big turtle on your face!”Soon, the Year of the Era thought of a good way to retaliate against the cold. She took a broken sword from the ground and pointed the tip of the sword against the face of the cold, and smashed it in the mouth. “Look at it, where do you compare it? it is good!”

    Not goodIt seems that the game has already broken the cold, and in reality, it must be in the footsteps.

    But in fact, it doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. At first glance, Miss Yan is actually a little crazy.

    In this world, there is a kind of man’s beauty that needs to be close to look carefully!

    Looking far away, the face of the cold may not feel anything, but it is more pleasing to the eye. However, if you are close to the relative distance of the nose, you will be surprised to find that the face of the cold can not be found even a trace of cockroaches, no spots, no blackheads, no scorpions, really perfect as a jade.

    Especially at this moment, I fell into a deep sleep. The coldness closes the face of my eyes. It feels like a Buddha with a Zen flower. It gives people an unspeakable, self-evident, empathy, and involuntarily wants to enter together. The rhythm in the lingering.

    It’s like the flow of time at this time, she has completely forgotten her intention to engrave the tortoise on the other side’s face, but she looks at the cold face like a madman, and the eyes are constantly emitting a stinging light!

    The heart of my heart seems to have changed.

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    “Miss Ms., time is up, the old man is coming to pick you up!”Unknowingly, an hour has passed, and Liu Lei, the chief of the Jiange Pavilion, followed the previous agreement and leaped from the entrance and slammed down, just falling to the side!

    “Miss 凛凛, it’s really not the time for the old man to come!”Liu Lei had a slightly sly smile on his face, and in a tone of ridicule, he summoned the state of the lover from the state of the idiot.

    “Gentle…Grandpa! When are you coming! ”The aunts are awakened from indulging, and their faces are shy blush.

    “Not long, soon, when you are about to come to him, just come, disturb the good things of Miss Yan, I am sorry for you!”

    DislikeStinky, shameless old man…”Geng Jiao snorted and wanted to explain something. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.

    “Grandpa Lord, is it an hour now?”The blush on his face retreated, and he was a little more serious.

    “The old man, although I am a little old, I still can’t remember even the time. It’s not much more now, just an hour!”

    “Strange! I clearly remembered to be awake from the chaos and found that when the guy entered the synchronous coordination state, the time passed for forty minutes. But now an hour has passed, how is he still in sync? ”Confused face

    “Miss, you mean, this child has been coordinating for twenty minutes!!”On the face of Liu Lei’s old man, for the first time, his incredible expression was revealed. “If the old man’s memory is not broken, the oldest sword-level swordsman with the longest synchronization time will take no more than 4 minutes!”

    In the common sense of each sword-bearer, the synchronous coordination time of each level of the swordsman is limited to a certain extent. As the weakest level, the synchronization time of the ancient sword-level swordsman is between 2 minutes and 4 minutes. For example, the synchronization time of the three initial swordsmen is 3 minutes.

    The high-level sword-level swordsman is between 4 minutes and 7 minutes; the higher-level sword level is only 8 minutes to 15 minutes; but this cold has been coordinated for 20 minutes. This is the time that the sword-level swordsman needs!

    “This child will not coordinate and coordinate a sword-level swordsman!”Liu Lei said to himself.

    ‘How?’Liu Bai took a look at “The first time my ancestors coordinated, but it was just a sword-level. Is this guy even more powerful than my ancestors?” I really have to be so powerful, have you ever been wooed to the council, and what have I met? ”

    “That’s weird. Miss Yan’s family is very knowledgeable. You know, which ancient sword-level swordsman needs such a long time?”Liu Lei asked.

    “What joke you are, if I want to learn from home, I still need to find him to help me cheat…”He slammed his mouth, and it was awful.

    “It turns out that Miss Yan has such a thing. It seems that I have to communicate with your father about this thing!”Liu Lei is trying to tease this extraordinary girl, who is almost a hundred years old. I am afraid that there will be no chance to tease the descendants of the family.

    At this time, there was no cold belly that had been moving, and it began to bloom with a strong light…

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    “Miss 凛凛, your home is very knowledgeable, can you know where this sissy is?”Liu Lei took out his reading glasses from the pocket of the second dollar and wiped it several times before he took it seriously on his nose. He carefully looked at the unspeaking Lori wind swordswoman.

    To be honest, Liu Lei lived a hundred years old. Even if he was a sword-level swordsman, he had seen several others. After he retired, he served as the chief of the Jiange Pavilion in Yuzhang City. He almost put all the pictures of the swordsman. The information has been read through dozens of times, but in his memory, he can’t find the impression of this swordswoman.

    This swordswoman is a swordswoman who comes out from the cold stomach. It is less than 80 centimeters tall and tall, a black and straight perfect hair, which extends directly to the position of the ankle. If it grows longer, I am afraid I will drag it to the ground. It is.

    Her face is cold, standing still in the same place, it seems that there is no difference between the dead, but her eyes are extremely bright, bright to ordinary people to look at, will fall into the endless spiritual maze.

    Although the swordswoman is a loli, but the proportion of her body is exceptionally perfect, even though she is only 1 meter tall, but it looks like a human being, but it is no different from a mature girl, especially her chest. There are vague undulating fluctuations, and it is foreseeable that the size after growing up must be amazing.

    Of course, it doesn’t matter what looks. What is important is that no matter whether it is Liu Lei, the old man who manages the sword, he can’t recognize the origin of this sword-naughter.

    FULL NOTHING! Data

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