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Chapter seven hundred and thirty second Nanke a dream

“Overall.”

The incomparable modesty in the voice of the void made Xiao Chen want to kill someone.

"What I got the treasure? You said before, after passing the level, there will be a treasure. Bring it!" Xiao Chen asked for it bluntly. Anyway, what he said, don't be useless.

"What baby?" the voice asked.

Xiao Chen sneered, "What baby do you say? Do not admit it? Don't mess with me, take it out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for leaving directly, let your ancient sea palace be silent for thousands of years. I think you can wait."

The voice was silent.

Buzz!

Soon a ray of light fell into Xiao Chen's hands, a set of martial arts, a level that was beyond the heavens.

It is called "Lingxu Sword Gang".

It sounds good, probably not much worse, but now he has no way to practice. In the previous battle, his Yantian Divine Sword was damaged and could not be used, so Xiao Chen threw this set of martial arts into the storage ring directly.

He is a sword cultivator, and this set of martial arts will inevitably be practiced.

However, he had to find a suitable sword to practice. Of course, good sword techniques need to be matched with a good sword. He already had a choice in his heart.

He thought that the demon sword in the Abyssin Hell was good.

Hehe, I have time to get it back.

By the way, I went to see Dugu Qiu and the others. I wonder how the old man was very Long Ying and the two of them were together. I also had a few senior brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time and still missed them a little.

At the beginning, they took great care of him and Qin Baobao.

"You're ruthless!"

The Void sounded a word, and Xiao Chen couldn't help but curl his lips and smiled.

Who can't play this game?

However, just as Xiao Chen was proud, the voice slowly said: "But you are afraid you have forgotten whose territory this place is, hum."

Xiao Chen: "......"

Damn, I forgot that I am still testing. This guy probably wants to stumbling on me. It's so sinister. When will the revenge be revenge?

"You are slandering me, it is your responsibility if I fail. I deliberately make things difficult for the descendants of the Immortal Emperor. What kind of face do you have to meet the Immortal Emperor?"

That voice: "......"

Buzz!

The scene switched, Xiao Chen appeared in a hot spring, and he was soaking in the hot spring. The feeling made his whole body feel indescribable and every pore in his body was extremely relaxed and relaxed.

"It's so cool!"

In the hot spring, there is a huge cherry blossom tree, which is not cold or big. The cherry blossoms fall with the wind and fall in the hot spring. Xiao Chen's body is like a poetic and picturesque scene, and Xiao Chen is intoxicated.

Then, beautiful figures passed by before his eyes. Everyone was born with beauty. They walked towards Xiao Chen with beautiful eyes and smiles.

"Are we beautiful?" a woman asked.

Xiao Chen nodded.

"beautiful."

"Then would we serve you together?" Another woman said, her voice was delicate, making people feel rippled and her blood boiled. Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty. How many people can be indifferent in the face of beauty?

So this level was specially prepared for Xiao Chen, and the voice disappeared with a low laugh. He wanted to see if Xiao Chen's mind was firm.

Can you keep your true heart?

To be honest, this is more difficult for men.

"That's right, we will make you feel comfortable, and you will love us." The others echoed, their voices seemed to be magical, which made people unable to bear to refuse, but instead fell deeper and deeper.

Xiao Chen's eyes were blurred and he curled his lips and smiled.

Look at them and speak slowly.

"No, get out!"

After saying that, Xiao Chen's originally confused expression instantly returned to the clarity, and there seemed to be a starlight flashing in his eyes, extremely deep.

The women were crying.

He looks pitiful.

However, Xiao Chen was unmoved. His eyes slowly opened, and what caught his eyes was the beautiful face of tears. Seeing Xiao Chen woke up, he couldn't help but smile.

"You're awake?"

Xiao Chen was stunned, am I awake?

When did I go to bed? He sat up and saw that he was lying on the bed. This bed was...a bed with tears.

He returned to the Heavenly Sword Holy Sect.

"Cheng'er, am I back?" He asked with some uncertainty. Chen Lei couldn't help but frown and raised his hand to touch Xiao Chen's forehead.

"I didn't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense? When did you leave? You have been by my side all the time. We went to Yuqing's place yesterday."

Xiao Chen was a little confused.

It's impossible, how could he be in the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect? Because he should be outside, in the ruins of the Immortal Emperor, and in inheriting divine objects, how could he suddenly return to the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect?

What's going on?

"Cheng'er, is Qianyu back?" Xiao Chen asked again, and this time the tears couldn't help but change.

"Xiao Chen, what are you talking nonsense? What's wrong with you? Why are you talking nonsense after waking up after sleeping? I'll say it again, and then say something about Qianyu."

"You mean Qianyu doesn't exist?"

Xiao Chen was stunned.

Chen Xie looked at Xiao Chen and stared at him, "That Qianyu exists?"

"Of course it exists. Her name is Luo Qianyu, the core disciple of the Tianjian Saint Sect, and the disciple of Zong Yuyu and Wen Qiankun. You have a good relationship. Don't you remember?"

Chen Xie looked at Xiao Chen without saying anything, turned around and left. Xiao Chen was puzzled. In a short while, the group of people she brought were all familiar to Xiao Chen, including Huo Yuqing and Huo Liufeng brothers, Long Tianlei and Qin Beixuan.

"Why are you here?"

"Cheng'er said you're stupid, let's come and take a look." Huo Liufeng looked at Xiao Chen with a smile, "She said you said you're back, and you're talking about Qianyu, and you're talking about the same thing as the truth."

"This is really true."

In a word, everyone was stunned.

"Xiao Chen, you're stupid. The Heavenly Sword Holy Sect doesn't have Luo Qianyu at all. Why? Do you want to find another one besides tears?"

"Brother, it's wrong for you to do this."

"It's almost done."

Qin Beixuan and Long Tianlei both said with a smile, putting Xiao Chen's shoulders, Qin Beixuan quietly approached Xiao Chen's ear: "Xiao Chen, you have to learn from me, see how focused I am on Yuqing."

Xiao Chen looked confused.

He now can't tell which one is real and which one is fake.

Did he have a dream before?

Luo Qianyu, two-year agreement, practice in the Invula Hell, the remains of the Immortal Emperor, are all my dreams...

"Xiao Chen, you slap yourself in the face."

Huo Liufeng looked at Xiao Chen and said, Xiao Chen looked at him, raised his hand and slapped himself hard, extremely loud, and the five fingerprints on one side of his face were clearly visible.

"Does it hurt?" Huo Liufeng asked.

"pain."

Huo Liufeng smiled: "Since it hurts, I will tell you that it is not a dream now. You may be trapped by a nightmare. Wash your face and return to reality."

Xiao Chen nodded.

However, there was still doubt in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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