Xia Chenglong fell asleep because the existence of An could have a good sleep, but this kind of unconscious sleep rarely occurs, and he cannot control his consciousness at night.

From the moment I lay on the bed, the peace that should have in the spiritual sea disappeared, but instead became an extremely lively scene.

At that moment, the spirit beads obtained in the Wanshan dry well actually restored their meridians in an instant, and it was difficult to detect this slow process.

Xia Chenglong wanted to try to control the spirit beads, but it turned out to be completely impossible. Even with the spiritual power of asking God, he could not shake it at all.

It's like a net wrapping a fallen into the ocean. There is no way except to feel extremely heavy. Your power will disappear instantly after contact and will be absorbed with your mental power.

This is what he did all night, so he simply did not have malice and fed back all the spiritual power he consumed.

The people in Xihai City want to drag him down and want what he has in his hands. This idea is too simple and naive. If they want to play, they can play with them.

When the first ray of light from the rising sun shone from the city wall to the land of Xihai City, a large number of people living in the lower levels began to be busy every day.

Only those big families were still staring at somewhere, looking at the old man sitting at the door from the old city.

Many people discovered the one at the door, and the people in the courtyard also found it. An frowned in the room. As for the reason, it is unknown.

"Um……"

Opening his eyes, Xia Chenglong stretched and got out of the bed. Heihu got up very early. As an adjutant, he was responsible for the person in front of him.

"Wang, breakfast is ready, look..."

"Where is Awu?"

Although Awu blocked him a knife, it was largely because of repaying favors, but it was still very touching and gratifying.

"Are you calling me?"

A Wu came in from outside, but his appearance at this moment was really unsatisfactory. At least Xia Chenglong almost laughed.

Here, the guy's chest was wrapped in thick gauze, and even his head was wrapped around his arms. He could barely hold Park Dao. Apart from being like a funny and clumsy clown, he could not find any suitable adjectives.

A Wu's face was beating, which was a question of dignity for a killer, so: "Don't laugh. Although you are my employer, I want to challenge you!"

Xia Chenglong ignored Awu's invitation and sat in front of the table and ate breakfast quietly.

The silent contempt was even more uncomfortable than the sound ridicule. Awu even started to attack, but at this time the black tiger walked over slowly.

Well... Then he slapped him under a natural factor, and then the clamored young killer flew out, and the gauze on his chest was another thousand red.

The old man last night knew the severity and Awu suffered a physical injury, which was irrelevant to a killer, at least that's what Xia Chenglong thought.

The door of the courtyard was opened, and the old man who had been guarding all night was staggering over. The other party was very different from the holy realm he saw. He was really old.

Xia Chenglong was a little suspicious whether this old man could come over.

"Ahem, I, Qin Chuan, come to visit the young gentleman at the order of the city lord, I hope you don't refuse!"

A sloppy dress and unkempt beard and hair, nothing is associated with a master.

Xia Chenglong also thought so, so he specifically thought about it for a while when answering the other party’s question: “Mr. Qin, you are really old, go back!”

Go back, how good it is to go back, how good it is to have a good meal, play the piano and listen to the ears, be happy and free, be happy and free, how good it is to go back, why should you leave your last dignity here?

Mr. Qin was also thinking, and after several breaths, he shook his head: "Mr. I don't know anything. I owe a favor to the royal palace in the city, so I must come and take a look."

So that's it. The human relationship is indeed very heavy, and even Xia Chenglong cannot refuse, so he will kill the scholar after the Sancai Sword Formation.

There seemed to be no reason to refute such a battle, so Xia Chenglong stopped talking nonsense and waited for the other party's actions with his hands behind him.

Since it is a challenge, he can't let him take action first. Xia Chenglong is very confident, and Mr. Qin also thinks this is the case, so he is the one who acts first.

"Mr. Please be careful. I am too old and don't have so much time to do a lot of attack methods, so I only use one sword."

"good!"

It seems that the words are filled with countless things. Mr. Qin only used one move, so this move is naturally the most powerful existence. He agreed because he sympathized with the old man in front of him.

The rain in the sky was like a bright environment, bringing the surrounding scenes into it, and Mr. Qin's sword also looked like a mirror.

Extreme light can even be something that reflects everything. His sword is really smooth and translucent.

Is it interesting?

Xia Chenglong had lost interest when the other party cast his sword. His sword was very special and could even be attributed to the powerful. What he was not ashamed of was the way of cultivation.

Using the power of a long distance through a mirror-like face, this method is too boring, although it is still powerful.

The old man's kung fu actually colluded with the woman in the City Prince's Mansion, so that the large and small raindrops condensed in the sky were stretched out at the extreme.

This is also an abstract picture. The raindrops are already very small and thin, but these raindrops are stretched to the limit, and it seems that each of them can kill the existence of the body-transforming realm.

Not until the end, the thin lines that were pulled to a certain extent began to gather towards one, slowly, slowly these thin lines gathered into a sword.

It has a silver-white existence in transparency, simple but extremely powerful, almost meeting all powerful conditions, and it is indeed true.

Think about it, the raindrops on a sword almost have the precipitation of the entire old city, but they are compressed by several tons. Not to mention the fluctuations in his own spiritual power, even his own weight is not something that normal people can solve.

Xia Chenglong frowned, with one hand behind his back and the other hand drew into the air without any energy, just a line was drawn.

The huge and quaint rain sword rushed down with the will of the woman in the City Prince's Mansion, and the black lines drawn by Yu Xia Chenglong collided together.

"laugh……"

It was the sound of rain evaporating. The sword that entered the holy realm like destruction stopped in front of the horizontal line and was slowly disappearing.

It comes from the unique ability of the God Realm, and through meditation, the ability to release space with the help of the power of space, is a very incredible existence.

When the entire sword was completely annexed, the old man was really old, so it made people wonder if he could walk out of this courtyard.

Mr. Qin did not say anything extra, and turned around and left silently. If the inconspicuous clouds came gently, just as I left gently, waved my sleeves and disappeared without returning.

After all, his sword uses the characteristics of a mirror to imitate other people's sword skills, but when can it be imitated? Why does something that does not belong to you exist?

That's why Xia Chenglong regrets the elderly. After all, he has learned it for life, but it is just someone else's thing, so it is not strong enough and not perfect enough.
Chapter completed!