"2,000 low-grade vital energy stones! Wu Tian actually borrowed 2,000 low-grade vital energy stones with Senior Brother Zi with his life. He was crazy!"

"Tsk tsk... Wu Tian is not only poor in martial arts, but also in his intelligence... After today, even if Wu Tian does not die, he will probably become a senior brother Zi!"

"Wow! So beautiful! Look, what a beautiful girl, her beautiful face is better than Wu Yuyan, and Wang Junbi is even better than three points!"

During the noise and noise, someone shouted a word. When everyone looked back, they saw a beautiful girl wearing a pink tight robe with a beautiful appearance and a super hot figure jumping towards her.

"Hmm? It's so lively, who can explain to me what's going on?"

Carrying his hands on his back, Nan Rong Fuyan felt an unusual atmosphere, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her bright eyes were immediately swept across the body of the students watching the battle.

"Sister Fuyan, why are you here... Hehehe, this kid Wu Tian is really interesting..."

The richest man in Shenhuang City, Zi family, and the Nanrong family of the city lord, intend to marry. Seeing that Nan Rong Fuyan, who was about to become his fiancée, arrived, Zi Zhiguo immediately distanced Wu Yuyan from the distance. During the words and jokes, he explained the origins and outs of Wu Tian with his life and borrowed 2,000 low-grade Yuanqi Stones one by one.

"Hey! Which one is Wu Tian? An ordinary bet is to take his own life, which is very interesting!"

After hearing Zi Zhiguo's teasing and nagging, Nan Rong Fuyan's eyes widened and looked at Wu Tian, ​​who was standing side by side with Wang Junbi in an interest.

The next moment, E's eyebrows suddenly raised, and her graceful body moved. Nan Rong Fuyan came to Wu Tian in a moment, stared at Wu Tian's Shenting acupoint on his forehead, and suddenly stood on tiptoe. In the surprise and shock of the students watching the battle, he kissed Wu Tian's Shenting acupoint on his forehead.

"The prototype of the gun intent is actually the prototype of the gun intent! The mere perfect cultivation of the Divine Power Realm is the prototype of the gun intent. This is much better than the old man. It's good, very good!"

Wu Tian was seven feet tall, almost the same as Nan Rong Fuyan who was standing on tiptoe. His eyes were just right in front of Nan Rong Fuyan's chest and breasts. As Nan Rong Fuyan moved, Wu Tian felt a dazzling whiteness swaying from his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little dry mouth for a moment.

"Ahem...gudong!"

After coughing fiercely and swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, Wu Tian hurriedly turned his gaze away.

"Brother Wu Tian..."

His eyes turned, Nan Rong Fuyan's beautiful eyes swept across the huge word "Li" on the gambling battle platform and piled up like a mountain's lower-grade vital stone. Shui Lingling's big eyes turned, and then shook Wu Tian's thick arms and spoke pretty, "It seems that you are not favored, but it doesn't matter, I support you!"

After the words came, Nan Rong Fuyan rubbed the space ring worn by the white and slender middle finger of her right palm, but finally took out a brow pencil used by a girl.

"1000 Low-grade Yuanqi Stone!"

With light steps, Nan Rong Fuyan pinched his eyebrow pencil and came straight to the gambling battle stage amid the shock of the students watching the battle. However, under the huge word "Wu" on the betting battle stage, he quickly wrote the words "1,000 Low-grade Yuanqi Stone"!

"'1000 Low-grade Yuanqi Stone', is it really a '1000 Low-grade Yuanqi Stone'...I'll go!"

Seeing the words "1000 Low-grade Yuanqi Stone" under the huge gambling war platform, Wu Tian couldn't help but twitch, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Hehe, Zi Zhiguo, do you think this "1,000 low-grade Yuanqi Stone" is counted?"

When he turned around and saw Wu Tian’s embarrassing expression, Nan Rong Fuyan’s pretty face appeared with a rare hint of shame. He pouted, but spoke in a coquettish manner at Zi Zhiguo.

"Cough cough cough... Make a count, count, of course count, sister Fuyan bet...Cough cough cough...bet Wu Tian 1,000 low-grade Yuanqi Stone!"

Seeing that his future fiancée kissed Wu Tian’s forehead, he felt close to Wu Tian, ​​and Zi Zhiguo’s face was as dark as ink, as if he was stool after eating.

Unfortunately, Nan Rong Fuyan was born with a noble family. I was the lord of Shenhuang City, Nan Rong Wenyuan. Even if I was reluctant, Zi Zhiguo had to speak against his will.

"Hmph! The way of husband and wife is to match Yin and Yang, understand the gods, and believe in the great righteousness of heaven and earth. It is a great sacredness of human relations. If a husband is not virtuous, he will not be able to control his wife; if a husband is not virtuous, he will not be able to serve his husband; if a husband does not control his wife, he will be deprived of his dignity; if a woman does not serve his husband, his righteousness will fall into disregard... Miss Nanrong first saw Junior Brother Wu Tian forcibly... It really goes against the words of the saints in ancient times..."

It seemed that he could not stand Nan Rong Fuyan approaching Wu Tian, ​​but Wang Junbi suddenly spoke in a pretty way.

boom!

Wang Junbi's cute and sour words had not yet fallen, and Nan Rong Fuyan's aura suddenly burst out. Compared with the Qi Refining Realm, the acquired true energy with higher energy is surrounded by his body. With his beautiful hair flying, Nan Rong Fuyan's eyes wide open, staring at Wang Junbi and speaking in a word, "Wang Junbi, right? You little slut, have the courage to repeat the previous words?"

Tengteng-

Facing the turbulent momentum of Nan Rong, Wang Junbi's pretty face dissipated calmly, but it was extremely rare to express a look of fear, and his graceful body retreated more than five or six feet in succession.

Although Wang Junbi's cultivation has advanced to the peak of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Realm, and has successively cultivated the Huang-level top-grade swordsmanship "Bing Lan Sword Technique" and the Huang-level top-grade body and martial arts "Floating Zero Steps" to the great realm, facing Nan Rong Fuyan, who has completely transformed the scattered attribute energy into the acquired true qi and has cultivated to the acquired true qi realm, he has no power to resist at all. Nan Rong Fuyan only needs a thread of acquired true qi, which can severely damage her in a moment!

"I... I am just dictating the words of the ancient saints!"

He is beautiful and has excellent understanding. Wang Junbi is also a conceited person. Facing Nan Rong Fuyan, he bit his teeth tightly and spoke hard.

"A vulgar maid dares to point fingers at me, hum! If you dare to say something more, I will let you..."

Boom!

With a cold snorting, Nan Rong Fuyan suddenly took out a treasure gun from the space ring. As the head of the jade gun trembled slightly, a white ice-cold gun suddenly burst out.

The next moment, accompanied by a rumbling sound, a stone man with diamonds was cast in the whole body of five or six feet apart suddenly burst and shattered. The violent scene scared Wang Junbi's graceful body trembled continuously, and his pretty face turned pale in an instant.

Acquired true qi, the martial artist who cultivates the Qi lineage completes the body refining realm, and the most important sign of the acquired martial arts!

"Brother Wu Tian, ​​this Nine Heavens Biluo Gun is a treasure gun. The so-called 'Treasure Weapons Given to Heroes', I will send this Nine Heavens Biluo Gun to Brother Wu Tian!"

The noble and unruly restrained their eyes and turned their eyes. Nan Rong Fuyan smiled with a pretty face, and spoke to Wu Tianjiao with a slight coquettish voice.

"Treasure weapon magic gun? This... Nan Rong... Sister Fuyan, my brother is not good at gun technique at all, and he has not even practiced "Basic Gun Execution". This Nine Heavens Blue-fall Gun..."

Some were not used to Nan Rong Fuyan's expression changed rapidly. He scratched his head, and Wu Tian shook his neck and staggered and said a few words.

"What! You have never been exposed to a gunshot technique, and you have never practiced "Basic Shot Execution". Could this be wrong... What a disciple, you... You dare to take advantage of me. If I want to kill you, I must kill you!"

laugh......

After pondering for a moment, he was unruly and rebellious and floating again on the pretty face of the beautiful city. Nan Rong Fuyan held the Nine Heavens Blue Lou Spear in his hand. The head of the Blue Lou Divine Jade Spear was swaying. In a moment, dozens of white spear lights were stabbed out, firmly locking several feet around Wu Tian, ​​as if he would not give up until he killed Wu Tian.

"What a wild girl!"

Swish-

Seeing Nan Rong Fuyan shooting, his knees bent slightly and his lower limbs trembled violently, Wu Tian's calf suddenly exerted force.

The next moment, Wu Tian's body suddenly moved two or three meters away, like a horse stepping on a flying swallow, and his whole body was as light as a feather, but he easily wandered around the nine heavens with blue gun shadows.

"Okay! OK! OK! Sister Fuyan is so good. Slaughter Wu Tian, ​​a little beast!"

Jun's anger disappeared in an instant. Zi Zhiguo saw Nan Rong Fuyan and beautiful Yan Hanli chasing Wu Tian, ​​and couldn't help but shout loudly for a moment.

"The little girl is so willful. If she doesn't stop, I...I'll fight back...I'll fight!"

Seeing that Nan Rong Fuyan was reluctant to let go and insisted on his death, Wu Tianyu's envoy moved behind Nan Rong Fuyan in an instant, and then used the "Jiulong Flip Style" and the 3,000 kilograms of force suddenly erupted, and a punch hit the little girl's smooth shoulders instantly.

Twist...Puzzle!

Although his cultivation level is high, Nan Rong Fuyan has no practical experience at all. He was instantly hit and rushed forward five or six steps in a row. He couldn't stop for a moment. With a snap, he fell to the smooth diamond rock ground in an instant.

"This.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

To everyone's surprise, he punched Wu Tian and fell to the ground. Nan Rong Fuyan's pretty face was not at all angry. Instead, he slipped up from the diamond ground and jumped to Wu Tian's approach. His eyes turned, and he rushed into Wu Tian's arms and begged softly.

"Brother Wu Tian, ​​I don't allow you to look at other women... Humph! Wang Junbi, Brother Wu Tian belongs to me. You can stay away from Brother Wu Tian in the future, otherwise I won't mind the ten paths on your pretty face and turn you into a wild little raccoon cat! Brother Wu Tian, ​​let's go!"

Seeing that Wu Tian looked secretly at Wang Junbi on his side from time to time, as if he was ignoring his words, Nan Rong Fuyan was jealous for a moment, pouted his mouth and pulled it hard. In a moment, he pulled Wu Tian to the other side away from Wang Junbi.

"Huhuhuhuhu... It's faster to turn against each other than to read a book. I really can't stand it! But this wild girl's background is really scary..."

Retracting his head, Nan Rong Fuyan's surging background made Wu Tian tremble at all times. He had no choice but to give Wang Junbi a sorry look, and then followed Nan Rong Fuyan to the other side.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing that Nan Rong Fuyan was still going to fight and kill the moment before, the next moment he was thrown into Wu Tian's arms again. Zi Zhiguo was so handsome that he was angry that he was so angry that he gasped for a few times. His eyes glanced at Wu Tian with a sharp look. He immediately called Li Yuanxu to his side, muttered a few words, and then handed a small white porcelain bottle to Li Yuanxu.

"Oh... Junior Brother knows! Senior Brother Zi, please relax. With this thing, Wu Tian is definitely not a match for Junior Brother!"

Nodding like pounding garlic, Zi Zhiguo took the small white porcelain bottle from his hand. Li Yuanxu glanced at Wu Tian slightly, but there was a trace of hideousness on the corner of his mouth for no reason.
Chapter completed!