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Chapter 2:Little Beggar

Li Mu God put down his long sword, but in the next moment, his face was suddenly pale as a blank sheet of paper.

He squirted out of blood, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and faintly said to himself.

"Although my cultivation is seven stars, it is only about four stars Wuxuan because of the loss of the bones, but the real strength is only about four stars.But as the king of hell, my previous life was a strong martial arts, and the sword is extraordinary, even against the warriors who have the power of a war!”

The immortality of the mainland, the strong are respected, and the order of cultivation is even more severe!

It is divided into eleven realms: martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, martial arts kings, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial emperors and other eleven realms.

Each level is divided into one to nine stars.

Wu Xuan Shuling, martial arts master refines meat, practice such as sailing against the water, the later it is, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

The warrior is to change his life to heaven, to walk in the opposite direction, to constantly fight against heaven and earth, to overcome the disaster, and resist the punishment!

Some people cultivate to the highest level, but in their lifetime it is difficult to break through the entry, and finally the life of exhaustion into a tug of yellow soil, but also an empty.

Eternal life, whether it is immortal, demon, man, demon, or even ancient life is not willing to do so.

For thousands of years, the pursuit of eternal immortality has become a fairy, the source of heaven, the fairy treasure master, and the alchemist have emerged in an endless stream, and the brilliant glory has bloomed on the fairy god continent!

At this point, the rain was getting smaller.

Li Mu God put away his long sword, dragged his seriously injured body, and went to the remote streets of Wanzhou City.

He was looking for a place to heal.

When the royal family found that the children of these families died, they would send a group of warriors to hunt down themselves, and their seriously injured bodies could not resist them, but they took the time to heal!

After Li Mu's departure was almost a stew, several Wang sons of Wuxuan jumped between the eaves.

A few ups and downs came to the place where the dead royal disciples were dead.

Bending, stuttering, probing the wound, several people gradually became heavy from doubt.

“A sword and throat!”Everyone is dead under the sword!”One of them said in a loud voice.

“Will it be him?”

"Impossible, he is just a waste deprived of treasure bones, not to mention the seriously injured body, how is the opponent of these seven Samsung Wuxuan?"Even at the top, there is no such thing!”

Another said, with a trembling in his voice.

"To be able to have such a means, it is not a strong Wu Xuan, I am afraid that a martial artist saved the waste."

“The warrior?”

There is a shock in the hearts of these people.

Wu Xuan Shuns, the martial arts master refines the flesh, and the body carries the spiritual power to achieve spiritual power, which is extremely powerful.

And there is one more word: a thousand occults, that is, only one martial arts teacher among the thousand martial arts, can think about how rare the martial arts master is.

There are only a few warriors in the city.

One of the warriors is the king's king's slaughter, the top city!

One man said, “I didn’t expect the warrior to come in.”It is a matter of great importance, so you must hurry back and tell the young lady and the owner."

...

Late at night, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and a bright moon hung high, illuminating the ancient streets.

Li Mu looked pale and dragged his seriously injured body on the mottled streets of ancient monuments.

“A place needs to be found as soon as possible for healing.”Lee God spoke to himself.

I walked through a street and came to a very tattered old street.

The streets were deserted, rotting stench, and three or two dilapidated houses stood on both sides of the street.

Li Mu looked around and strode to a house.

Into the house, a piece of dilapidated Xiaosuo, but Li Mu God did not mind, find an empty place to sit on his knees, he needs to take care of his injury as soon as possible.

At most three days, the injury can be cured, and by that time, it is time for the royal family to pay the price.

At this moment, there was a noise in the dark corners of the house.

Li Mu God condensed his eyes, his eyes killed him, and said in a deep voice, “Who?Come out!"

His sword was in his hand, and the power in his body surged.

The temperature in the house dropped several degrees.

"Don't... don't kill me."

In the corner came a timid trembling sound.

A small, skinny and dirty beggar, afraid to come out from the corner.

With his head down, his messy hair had not been washed for a long time, and his skinny body, wrapped in tattered clothes, bare feet, stopped not far in front of Li Mu God.

She felt the killing of Li Mu's body, trembling all over her body, and did not dare to look at Li Mu God at all.

And when Li Mu saw the little beggar come out, the killing spread, and the whole person seemed calm as water.

“Don’t worry, this is your home?”

“Hmm.”

The little beggar listened to Li Mu's gentle words, and his fear in his heart also weakened a little.

She quietly raised her head and saw that Li Mu's body was full of blood, her eyes were afraid, and quickly lowered her head and said nothing.

Li Mu said no more, and touched a coin that radiated a strong spirit from his bosom and slowly said, “This is a spiritual currency, so be a temporary residence here for you to give you a reward, how?”

The Continent of the Immortals, the currency passes.

Wu coins are cast by the heavenly treasure master, using the spiritual material of heaven and earth.

Among them, it contains the spirit of cultivation by the martial arts, and it can be directly absorbed by the martial arts.

According to the difference of Wuqi, from high to low, it is divided into types of coins such as Xianwu, Emperor Wu, Tianwu, Land Wu, Lingwu and Xuanwu coins.

And a spiritual currency is equivalent to ten pieces of basalt, equivalent to the income of ordinary people for two months.

When the little beggar heard Li Mu God talking about coins, he raised his head sharply and showed a pair of bright and frightened eyes.

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