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There is another desert of the only cultivation star in the north of Diling Province. It is endless and covered with yellow sand covering the sky and the sun. The temperature in all seasons is very high and dry. The desert is desolate, and there are many poisons living in the desert. The poisons here are famous for the cultivation star. Even if the cultivator is bitten by the poison here, it is difficult to heal.

The Zhan family is in a small oasis in this desert. The stone-like fortress building is the Zhan family that has been passed down for thousands of years. They have lived in this desert for generations, accompanied by the poisonous substances unique to the desert. They can hardly get out of this desert. To talk about the long time and the degree of mystery, the Zhan family is much longer and mysterious than other families.

On a large martial arts field, only a seven or eight-year-old child was cheerfully teasing a millstone-sized scorpion on the court. The scorpion was dark all over, as if wearing a thick iron armor, but the pliers and tail were golden yellow, shining in the sun, looking very majestic.

"ha!"

"Hey!"

The child jumped and jumped happily. The scorpion was chasing her tightly behind the child.

"Xiao Hei! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The scorpion seemed to be able to understand human words, and the pliers opened and closed, making a "crack and crack!" sound.

"Zhao'er, how did you learn "The Twelve Swords of the Zhan Family"?" A middle-aged man came to the child and said in a kind tone.

"Dad! I will send three swords together. I will tease Xiao Hei first. Dad, go and do your business! I will continue to play with Xiao Hei!" The child said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay! Okay! I'm going to practice swords after playing with Xiao Hei for half an hour!" The middle-aged man said helplessly. Looking at the child's back that was leaving, the middle-aged man said to himself: "Hey! This child is so talented, but he knows how to play. When I was thirty years old, I didn't understand the three swords of "Zhan Family Twelve Swords" at the same time. I didn't expect that my son could easily command the flying swords at the age of eight, and achieve the effect of three swords at the same time. It's really shameful for me as a father!"

The Zhan family is also considered a sword cultivator, but the Zhan family is completely different from ordinary sword cultivators. The other sword cultivators only control a flying sword, while the Zhan family can control twelve flying swords at the same time, and the flying swords are extremely powerful. However, the Zhan family has always lived in the desert in the north of the desert and lived a life of peace, so they are not known to the world.

Zhan Pingsheng passed through the martial arts venue and came to the living room. He just sat down, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip when a panicked figure came from outside.

Zhan Pingsheng frowned and said, "Third brother, why are you doing in panic?"

The man who was called the third brother by Zhan Pingsheng panicked and said, "Brother, there are so many cultivators coming outside, hundreds of people. They want me to send you a message and ask you to see them?"

"Do you know what sect you are in?" Zhan Pingsheng stood up and said.

Zhan Laosan hurriedly said, "Boss, I don't know. They all have black faces covered, and they can't tell what they look like. What should the boss do?"

"Three, go to the side room and notify uncles to come. I'll meet them?" Zhan Pingsheng said that and walked out of the hall.

When he came to Zhan's door and looked out through the wide door, Zhan saw hundreds of black-clothed cultivators in the desert, all of whom were covered with an object that could not be seen through on his face. He could only see a pair of eyes spinning on his black face.

There were about ten people standing behind Zhan Pingsheng, all of whom were the children of the Zhan family.

"I dare to ask whose friend comes to my Zhan family. I don't know what can help me Zhanping take the initiative?" Zhan Pingsheng said politely to the man in black not far away.

"Are you the current patriarch of the Zhan family?" A very low voice came out of the mouth of a man in black.

"Not talented, that's right!" Zhan Pingsheng looked at the man in black and said, looking at the man in black and felt that his eyes were very cold. "This man has a very high cultivation level, so he seems to be careful!" Zhan Pingsheng said in his heart. Seeing that the man in black and in black could not see through at all, he teleported Zhan Pingsheng and became alert.

"So you are the patriarch of the famous Mobei Zhan family. I am lucky to know him." The man in black bowed, his voice like a man and a woman, obviously not wanting people to know his true body skills.

"I dare not take it! I dare not take it!" Zhan Pingsheng said politely.

"I came today because I wanted you to give up something by the patriarch. I wonder if you are willing to?" The cunning eyes and low voice made Zhan Pingsheng stunned, and he looked at the man in black standing in the desert not far away in front of him with even more vigilant eyes.

"I don't know what you need. If I can do it in my life, I will never postpone it." Zhan Pingsheng said politely.

"Why did they come from in their lifetime?" A sound of sound that came from the Buddha entering the sky sounded in Zhan Pingsheng's ears.

Zhan Pingsheng was stunned and immediately reacted, "Uncle San, I don't know what their purpose is now. You don't have to come out now. I will first see what their plans are before talking about it. I will try my best to reconcile for life, but if it is not good for my Zhan family, my Zhan family is not so easy to bully!"

"Okay, I don't have to worry about doing things. Your uncles and uncles and I are waiting in the backyard. We will naturally come forward if there is anything!" The voice disappeared again after it reached Zhan Pingsheng's ear.

The man in black said, "We heard that the Zhan family's "The Twelve Swords of the Zhan family" are extremely powerful. We want to refer to it, but I wonder if the leader of the Zhan family is willing to give up his love?"

"Class leader, never!" said the stubborn man standing beside Zhan Pingsheng.

"I have my own opinions." Zhan Pingsheng looked at the old man beside Yan and said with a reassuring look.

"The secrets of Zhan's family are never circulated. Can you change the conditions?" Although Zhan Pingsheng was furious, he was still as calm as water on the surface.

The man in black raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that your Mobei Zhan family just doesn't want to eat toast, so why should you be punished for wine?"

When Zhan Pingsheng heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he said, "Why do you have to force me? My family in Mobei Zhan is like your group, and there is no grudge in the distance and no grudge in the near future. Why bother? If you change the conditions, Zhan Pingsheng will never refuse!" Although he was angry, for the sake of the family, Zhan Pingsheng still tried his best to deal with it.

"Then there is really no negotiation?" The man in black looked at Zhan Pingsheng with murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhan Pingsheng knew that this matter was no longer good, and said firmly: "It is impossible to borrow my secret books from Zhan's family."

The man in black closed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand high, then lowered his head towards the door of the Zhan family, and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill!" The man in black behind him roared neatly.

The yellow sand in the desert is churning, and a killing is inevitable. The following chapters are even more exciting.

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——"I am a Processor"

[Content Introduction]

Archimedes said, give me a fulcrum and I can pry the earth. Yang Yang said, give me an iron sword and I can process it into a magical artifact! This is a fantasy world belonging to the processor Yang Yang.

What? Do you want to attach this broken sword +7 to the seven attributes of water, fire, wind, thunder, earth, light and dark? You are really bored and perverted, but I am more bored and perverted than you, because even my chopsticks are +10.

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