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Chapter 117:Ning Yuan Jing Seventh Heaven

Wang Lian did not pay attention to Bud Chang, looked at the flowers on the side, and faintly said: "Being so mixed up, my interest in drinking is suddenly gone."Or will I go back?”

With that, Wang Yan took a step and walked downstairs.

Huamanjiang is in a hurry, it is difficult to catch the famous iron-faced people drinking and chatting, where can you miss this opportunity?

He hurriedly took a step, chased up, chased up, and laughed while saying, “Brother, don’t go, let’s drink somewhere else.”I promise you, no one will ever bother us again this time.”

Looking at the back of the Huaman River chased out, the people present were shocked for a long time and did not return to God.

Budchan could not help patting his chest and spit on a long spit.

The young beautiful woman on the side also stood up and muttered in a small voice: "Who is that boy, obviously not much old, and wearing very shabby clothes, how can Master Hua respect him so much?" 」

However, as soon as the woman had finished speaking, the bard in the face of him was so angry that he slapped her in the face, and yelled, "These people, can you be wronged by this little slurry?"

Then he looked in the direction of the king’s silence, and sighed heavily.

To this day, he didn’t know who the boy was.

Why, he was so unlucky, casually participated in a small auction, and provoked such a terrible person.

Fortunately, this big man did not see himself as usual.

However, after today's events, the young master must have a very bad impression on himself.

I'm afraid that in the future, my own life in the flower house will not be better.

After Wang Lian left the drunken building, Hua Manjiang actually chased up, and the dead skin was leaned on, so he had to ask himself to drink.

Wang Yan was entangled with him, only to answer, and went with him to a more luxurious restaurant.

This time, no one bothered the two.

During the banquet, Wang Lian only slowly drank small wine, but he was full of rivers, and he kept saying that he was constantly, full of worship, saying that Wang Lian was too powerful, at a young age, powerful in strength, and the sword method was superior, and the body was like a ghost, so that after Wang Lianmen, he could point out a few tricks.

With Hua Manjiang got along with it, Wang Lian also probably understood that this person, Hua Manjiang, in fact, is not like the average rich young master.

On the contrary, Hua Manjiang can be said to be a cultivator, obsessed with cultivation, and worshipping the strong, especially the young strong.

This can also explain how a young master like Hua Manjiang often goes in and out of the ground than the fighting field.

The wine also drank, and Hua Manjiang once again inquired about the identity of Wang Lian.And the promise of vowing will never reveal the identity of the king's silence, and will not tell anyone that the king's silence is the iron face.

Seeing the sincerity of Huamanjiang, Wang Lian paused for a while, and then told his name to Hua Manjiang.

In addition, he also told Hua Manjiang that he was not a big person, but a small escort of Tianbao Pavilion.

Tell Hua Manjiang this point, because Wang Wu is very clear, in a few days, it is the day of the January period of Tanmu Yao and Shi Fanfang.

With the character of the little girl, I will definitely bring myself.

And when Huamanjiang comes, he will definitely return to watch the war, and it is naturally very likely to reveal his identity.

In this case, Wang Lian is better than happy, telling his identity to Hua Manjiang.

Come to think of it, Hua Manjiang is not a person who is unbeliever.

Hua Manjiang once heard that Wang Lian was actually just an escort of Tianbao Pavilion, and suddenly he was angry at the table, saying that you are such a big person, Tianbao Pavilion is blind, and he does not reuse you.Come, come to our flower house, I will make you a guest.

Wang Leng naturally refused the good intentions of Hua Manjiang with a smile, and Hua Manjiang saw that Wang Lian did not want to see, and did not persuade much.

In this way, the two chatted again, and the king saw that it was not too early, so he said goodbye to Hua Manjiang.

Although Hua Manjiang is full of heart, it is not easy to continue to retain, and only to watch the king leave.

After the separation of Hua Manjiang, Wang Lian naturally returned directly to the Tianbao Pavilion.

Returning to the cabinet, in his own residence, Wang Lian closed the door, took off his shoes, sat on the bed, and sat on his knees.

In the battle with the butcher, the king's silence was forced out of the "twilight of the gods", and the body was hollowed out, and it was necessary to quickly devour the basil of heaven and earth and restore strength.

In fact, this time after the "Twilight of the Gods" was exerted, Wang Yan was more convinced that this sword method was definitely not a war skill, and it was likely that it was the occultism in the legend.

What is porcede?

The occult, the genie and the heavens, the so-called occult.

What is it, in fact, is not clear to the king.

Wang Lian only knows that Xuantong is similar to combat skills and is a means of fighting.

However, the war technique is to apply their own strength to the extreme.

And the occult is to communicate the power of heaven and earth, to manipulate the power between heaven and earth, to control the wind of the earth, and to control the power of the earth.

The power of self-repair is at its own.

The power of heaven and earth has no end.

Strong and weak, obviously.

If the method of slaughtering the sword is really occult, then the king's silence is definitely picking up the treasure.

According to Wang Lian, the weakest occult can also be even stronger than the strongest combat skills.

I have heard that there is no occult between the worlds, and the occult is hidden in the major sects, except for the most core disciples, it is never transmitted.

On the bed, I saw Wang Lian’s eyes closed, his hands constantly choking a strange trick, his mouth gently closed, and quickly devouring the radiance between heaven and earth.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, a whole two days had passed.

At this time, Wang's mouth suddenly rose up, and a faint smile appeared.

Yes, at this moment, Wang Lian is the only force that has been restored.

However, he did not open his eyes, but continued to cultivate.

Because, in the process of recovery, Wang Yan felt that his other foot was about to step into the seventh day of the condensate.

Naturally, he would not miss the opportunity, and immediately pinch the law trick and began to impact the seventh day of the condensate.

At this moment, if you can enter the Dantian of Wang's silence, it is not difficult to find that the endless black real yuan, like boiling boiling water, is constantly rolling and surging, and strange changes are taking place.

At the same time, Wang Lian's body also emitted a breath of incomparable terror, which shook the table and chair in the room gently trembled.

This process has lasted for more than two hours, and Wang Lian slowly opened his eyes and appeared with a rich smile.

Yes, at this moment, he has already stepped into the seventh heaven of the condensate!

After stepping into the seventh day of condensation, Wang Yan clearly felt that his real life in Dantian had become more abundant, and his strength had also been greatly improved.

He waved his fist, not to grin, now, if he let him meet the butcher of this level of cultivation, no longer need so hard, direct a few punches can be bombarded.

At this time, the dawn came from outside, and the dawn came.

Wang Lian is a day, not a whirling of the brain, bad, today is the day agreed by Muyao and Shi Fang.

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