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　　Looking at Jiang Lin resting on RongLao's thigh, listening to RongLao's shameless words, it was the first time that RongLao felt that RongLao was so shameless!

　　Obviously, he had been pillowing on my lap just now, how come it turned into a pillow on you in a blink of an eye?

　　 How could there be such a brazen person!

　　 But Yan Zhan was embarrassed to say, how could he have said to Jiang Lin, "You just pillowed my leg"...

　　How is this possible...

　　 But watching Jiang Lin lying peacefully on the well-proportioned thighs, he seemed to be enjoying, the more he wanted to get angry.

　　 "Hey! How long are you going to lie down, get up!" Yan Zhu stood up and exclaimed, kicking her calf with her little foot.

　　 "Xiao Lin, we should get up. If Xiao Lin likes it, wait until you get out of the South China Sea, and then let Jiang Lin sleep."

　　 Rongpao stroked Jiang Lin's cheek with a smile, Yu Guang took a peek at Jiang Lin, with a small smug in his eyes.

　　 "Nothing, no more... forget it first, forget it first..."

　　 Jiang Lin, who had completely recovered his sanity, got up from Melting's thighs, but his gaze stayed on Melting's legs first, and then on Yan's legs, and then she didn't want to move away.

　　 "Look again, I'll goug your eyes out!" Yan Yan said coldly, but with a little pride in her heart.

　　 Jiang Lin quickly looked away.

　　 Actually, Jiang Lin's eyes were very pure just now. He just felt that he had changed the "pillow" when he was in a coma.

　　 Although it is very comfortable, the touch is still slightly different.

　　 "Cough cough cough..." Jiang Lin coughed a few times and corrected the subject, "How long have I been in a coma?"

　　 "It didn't take long, it's almost half a stick of incense." Rong Luo responded, and slowly stood up and adjusted the hem of his skirt, "How does Xiao Lin feel now?"

　　 "It's okay, it feels relaxed." Jiang Lin stretched his muscles and bones, his bones creaked, "I thought I was finished."

　　 Indeed, when Jiang Lin felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was shattered, Jiang Lin felt that he had to spend at least one resurrection coin.

　　 But I didn't expect that I didn't have anything at all, I was just in a coma for half a time.

　　 Besides, there seems to be a very rich dragon power remaining in my body, what's going on?

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "Okay, let's go, it's fine if you don't die."

　　 I was afraid that Jiang Lin realized that in order to save him, he asked him to drink his own true dragon blood, so she interrupted the topic and walked forward.

　　 "It's me and Xiaomulong who rescued you, Xiaolin, you have to repay you well."

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　　 Above the head of the city, the confrontation continued. Young girls such as Jiang Yuni, Qingzhu, and Lin Qingwan faced the avatars of Chen Hua, Chi Chibo, Diao Da, and the saints of the Three Religions.

　　 Their little hands all clenched their fists at the same time, and their eyes were full of anxiety, wishing to fly to Jiang Lin's side immediately and resist everything for him.

　　 And they all know that Jiang Lin has not much time left.

　　Although the monster race is an army of millions, most of them are low-level monsters. Their main purpose is to raise Gu, and the world of the monsters does not need so many low-level monsters.

　　 So this siege is nothing more than an additional purpose, and that is to show Haoran the geniuses of the Yaozu world, or to let the geniuses of the Yaozu world say hello to Haoran.

　　 And now, the monsters of the monster clan army have died enough, and the geniuses of the monster clan world have also greeted them and walked through the battlefield once.

　　 Since the goal has been achieved, it is to withdraw the troops.

　　 But if the Yaozu world withdraws.

　　 Then Jiang Lin will definitely die!

　　 "Get out of the way!"

　　 Jiang Yumu clenched Frost tightly, and the sword energy had reached the peak, above the city, every breath was the cold sword energy of Jiang Yumu.

　　 At the same time, the sword intent of Lin Qingwan, Xiao Xueli, and Leng Bingqing will gradually become irritable, and Chen Jia's fist will become heavier, and Mrs. Qingzhu still holds her natal jade flute.

　　 Under Ten Thousand Miles City, the Yaozu world has already withdrawn its troops, Haoran Tianxia suffered very few casualties this time, but "fewer" doesn't mean there is no such thing.

　　 As in the past, some monks collect corpses for their friends or people they don’t know.

　　 Some of them were mutilated, but they could still find suicide notes embedded in their clothes in their arms.

　　Some monks may only have one broken arm and one arm. If they can be recognized by friends, the ashes after death can also be sent back to the sect.

　　 If you are lucky, you can also rely on Lingshan to become the guardian spirit of the sect.

　　 But there are also many monks who don't even have friends. No one recognizes them and can't find a suicide note.

　　 Most of these monks are in casual meditation. They all come to Wanli City to try their best to find opportunities. Perhaps in casual cultivating terms, then they die or die. Why bother, and who cares...

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 life and death, on the battlefield, no more ordinary, the old man who has experienced many battlefields has long been numb to this.

　　 Fortunately, the cute new cultivators who went to the head of the city for the first time this time were only injured at most, and there were no casualties.

　　 But they didn't feel the slightest happiness when they survived. Looking at everything under Wanli City, their expressions were solemn.

　　 At this moment, they knew that it turned out that this was the battlefield.

　　 "Look, it's a bit strange how those demon army withdrew."

　　 Just as the adorable new monks in each section of the city were feeling their lives, similar voices sounded one after another in each section of the city ~lightnovelpub.net~.

　　 They tried their best to look at it, but it was a pity that they were not enough Yuan Ying and had not yet reached the point of "looking a hundred miles away".

　　 But some monks in the Nascent Soul Realm who have just returned to the city are surprised!

　　 Their eyes are shaking, their mouths are slightly open, as if they have seen some spectacle!

　　 "How come?"

　　 With Jianglin as the center, Jianqi Bingyuan is frozen for hundreds of miles, whether it is the monster camp or the city wall of Wanli, it is covered with frost.

　　 The feather-like snow in the sky keeps falling.

　　 It should be the **** drunk, smashing the white clouds to pieces indiscriminately.

　　 This love and this scene, with the description of Shixian, could not be better!

　　Although Jiang Lin was shirtless at this time, his black hair, who was holding a long sword among the demon army, turned white, his body was straight, his long hair scattered, and his eyes were full of pride.

　　 It seems like this world, he is the only one.

　　 Above the head of the city, I don't know how many women are already peach-eyed, with full eyes.

　　 handsome face, perfect figure, sword fairy in the jade state, the pride of the battlefield.

　　 When these are all concentrated on one person, the so-called "flower picking thief" will also become "lovely"!

　　 But these women are basically little sisters who come to Wanli City to "train".

　　 Wanli Chengtou, more people are frowning, really don't know what Jiang Lin is doing.

　　 This Jiang Lin is just as rumored, he is a genius sword repairer, but his martial arts talent is not low.

　　 It is a good thing to separate the two.

　　 But together, that is a big bad thing.