The black tiger door is finished, and everyone knows this very well.

Even if the black tiger door will not disappear from this, at least for a long time in the future, it is destined to fall; everyone in the door will need to be a person with a tail.

The only three real people in the door, and nearly 80% of the disciples under the door, fell into the hands of Master Niu.

A man who leaves nothing to kill, although the cow master is a little like this idea; but afraid of the so-called law enforcement hall, this goods do not dare to do such a thing.

As a result of this, there is no human life, it is estimated that it is already the limit that the law enforcement hall can tolerate.

However, with the character of the geese of the cow, even if they do not have to kill these people, how can they easily let them go.

Including three real people, under the evil hands of a group of old people, they were crying out and struggling.

However, there is no egg use in this, and instead of getting half-hearted compassion from the old people, these people have gained excellent satisfaction.

The end result is that, except for their clothing, they are not completely stripped.

All the other things carried, such as weapons, magic weapons, storage bags, etc., were all carried by the cow master and pulled a clean one.

After that, the black tiger door was like a dead dog, being held around his neck in full view of the public and thrown out of the territory of the Purple Lantern.

Through this service, the reputation that was hard to play before the Black Tiger Gate was a complete loss.

And in the days that followed, they almost became nothing, the poor clapping them; just to recover the wounds of this war would take a long time.

Not to mention, they have been cultivating for many years before they cultivated their strength.

Because of the serious injuries suffered, it is inevitable to be subjected to a large-scale retreat; without any cultivation resources.

I don't know how many years later, they can regain their strength to the current level.

Even after a few years, when they are completely restored, there will be no way to get back to the place today.

Don't say that this battle has already been completely discouraged; even if they have such courage, it is estimated that it will be until that time.

Today's purple supper school, this is just a third-rate small school; afraid that it has developed into a behemoth that needs the black tiger door to look up...

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“Extra!Why is it so boring on this day?"God’s mouth was so loud.

He gave up today's daily cultivation, anyway, with his emotions in these days, the result of forced cultivation, is also equivalent to no.

Of course, Zhang San's heart is actually very clear, what is the cause of all this.

Not yet the tea house of the Zichen school, after the war on the same day, the suspension of business time was extended for another 20 days.

Can't do it!In addition to the original ancestor of the unknown, the purple suant is still expected to be intact.

The rest of them are very injured.

However, only the suspension of business for 20 days, it is estimated that these people are purple supper, using a staggering number of various drugs to treat the injury, which will have such a recovery effect...

Sitting on the futon, the god man thought:

"I don't know, Xiao Yan and the Queen Medusa, in the end what's the matter?"The clutter of the black tiger door is really annoying, and the plain old man can't hear the radio for so long."

"And it is still the storyline, to such a critical time; the black tiger door guy has the ability not to fall in the future, in the hands of Lao Tzu I Zhang San, or I will fight them all back to heaven."

Just like in the modern position, every day looking at those online novels, it is best to chase the party ten or twenty times; suddenly found that their more pursued novels, suddenly eunuchs.

God’s heart is full of deep grievances.

Look around is also nothing, stay in their own grass Zhang San, decided to go to the purple suze school of the valley around a little.

Even if he knew that possibility, it was very small; the tea house of the Purple Lantao school, which had been declared to be closed for twenty days, had only been gone for five days.

But what if the old people of the purple lanterns will start operating in advance?

As an ordinary god who is also a poor person, Zhang San will naturally not have a tall god-beast ride, or a magic weapon that can be used to fly.

However, driving the sword of life, Zhang San, who flies all the way, does not feel bad.

Just like the old goods of the purple supper school once said to the old man of the cow: nothing more than a slower speed, and it only takes a handful of real dollars...

About an hour after the flight, the familiar valley of the Zixiao appeared in front of him.

Unfortunately, but at a glance from a distance, the heart of God's man is full of deep disappointment.

Because inside and outside the tea house in the valley, there is no one shadow empty, and I want to come to the radio program that makes him care about it, and it will not be played in this case.

After a long sigh in his heart, Zhang San stopped flying and intended to turn around in the air.

Or fly back to your own grass, in bed with a corpse, to pass this boring time; perhaps a good night's sleep, the remaining fifteen days have passed.

At this time, Zhang San saw the strange little building called Beifo from the valley, and walked out of a few old goods.

The faces and faces of these old people were covered with white cloth strips, which looked strange.

And when these old goods, after walking to the open space in front of the tea house, they were standing up in the open space with a large wooden card carrying.

After seeing this scene, Zhang San did not know where: these are the purple supper these guys, and made some new movement.

So, Zhang San once again drove the flying sword under his feet and galloped toward the valley.

The goods flew to the large wooden card before and after the body stopped; then, looking at the contents of the wooden card.

Gradually, the expression of God’s man began to take it seriously.

For a long time, this goods was next to the wooden plate, and an old man of the purple supper asked: "This Daoist, dare to ask what is written on this..."

Yes, that's right!As a man of God who is admired by countless people in the lower world, Zhang San can not read.

However, there is nothing worth making a fuss about, even if you can't read, it's not the same as cultivating!I don't understand the secret or anything, I can listen to the teacher's words!

The purple lantern sent the old man with a white cloth, strangely wrapped the whole body.

After Zhang San was close, he could smell the heavy wound drug on the other side.

And this taste spread to Zhang San's nasal cavity, clearly feel each other, this is naked in the show of wealth; not a little injury, as for so many injuries.

Bite your teeth and carry it for a while before the injury is back!How much damage and resources can be saved.

However, the uneasy meaning in Zhang San's heart did not last long at all; because he heard an amazing news from the other side's mouth:

The tea house, this is to be hired...