Chapter 1215
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Double … double blades …
Hearing this, Jiao Zimo spat out another mouthful of blood.
It was a slap in the face, a hard slap in the face.
He had just said that Zhen Xiaoxiao would need thirty days to surpass him. Now he realized that she had crushed his plane mercilessly from the very beginning!
With two inheritances, he was afraid that she would be like Zhuo Yongsi. Her aptitude was abnormally strong. Once she was given resources, her cultivation level would increase rapidly.
"Double blades? Goddess! You are indeed my goddess! "
Unlike Jiao Zimo, who was defeated by Zhen Xiaoxiao, Cen Yuanqing was a complete fan of the goddess. He rushed forward to hug Zhen Xiaoxiao's neck.
Unfortunately, before he could get close, Zhen Xiaoxiao kicked him five to six meters away.
Well done!
Lian Zizhuo nodded at Xiaoxiao with satisfaction. For some reason, he suddenly thought of that idiot Zhou Zhou who was always with Xiaoxiao.
They went to West Qi together, but he didn't come back.
What should he do?
He was an indispensable top combat force in the war between the North and the East. Other than the Venerables, he was the most promising candidate to defeat the Barbaric Ancestor!
Lian Zizhuo still remembered the scene of Zhou Zhou easily defeating Lu Yunshan in the Mirror Image Crystal that Supreme Mei had passed to him. If he was ruthless, his combat power could rival that of a Semi-God Realm cultivator!
Forget it!
Lian Zizhuo swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Since Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't show any sadness, it was possible that the Southern Tripod Ancient Fire Path only allowed fire elementalists to enter and leave. Zhou Zhou was left in Southern Tripod or West Qi. They could only meet again when the Divine Wind Wall of East was broken!
Thinking of this, Lian Zizhuo immediately felt a sense of shameful comfort …
Ah, why do I feel so good without that eyesore?
No, no, no. I am the descendant of the Divine Devil, a Quasi-Venerate Dongling. I can't think like that! Cough, cough!
He had a split personality.
"Zhen Xiaoxiao … Double blades …" He Man was the only one among the Seven Blades. He hadn't said a word since Zhen Xiaoxiao appeared.
He was wearing the human skin mask of Drunken Beggar's disciple, but his identity was actually the Northern Cliff Warrior, Chao Lu.
Before He Man got the blade, people in Dongling didn't even know that the old beggar had such a disciple! In any case, Chao Lu had positioned himself as a man of few words from the very beginning, so when he stood in the crowd, he could be as transparent as he wanted.
His presence was extremely weak, but Chao Lu's gaze was unable to shift from Zhen Xiaoxiao.
Not long ago, he had received an order from His Royal Highness. During the battle in Dongling, he was not allowed to harm the life of a woman named Zhen Xiaoxiao in Dongling. He had to protect her. If necessary, he could even knock her out and detain her!
He had just memorized the appearance of the real woman, and now she was standing right in front of him, caught off guard!
Crown prince …
Chao Lu complained incessantly in his heart!
The woman you want!
She's a double-edged sword. I'm afraid that if she gets angry, it'll be either me knocking her out or her beating me up, right?
"Hey, wait, double-edged sword … Doesn't that mean we have to double the reward?" Amidst the chatter of the crowd, an exclamation suddenly attracted everyone's attention to Lian Zizhuo.
Leng Bo was right.
In order to find the last two daggers …
Eldest Senior Brother's anger, anxiety, and perversion … Everyone saw it clearly. They had guessed countless times that even if the two of them were found, would they be able to live to see the sun the next day?
After all, before this, Cen Yuanqing had almost been tortured to death because he came too late.
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