Chapter 1074 Iron Painting Silver Hook
Chapter 1074
Hong Meibo was speechless for a while. I didn't expect Wei Feng to know so much.
"You are sending to death, you may not know the strength of Jiang Jiao, he has already broke through the master, and now he is even a Guoxi."
"For several years on overseas islands, he is said to have obtained a very horrible martial arts. Once he exhibited, he weeping ghosts and gods. This kind of person and my Hong family should also treat them carefully. Besides, you are young.
Comparison. "
Hong Meibo didn't understand why Wei Feng was so stubborn.
If it wasn't for Wei Feng's potential, she was really too lazy to intervene.
First, this person's martial arts talent is too talented. Second, this person is likely to refine the elixir. It is a Dan teacher. These two reasons make her unbearable to see Wei Feng fall.
In her opinion, Wei Feng is a bit too arrogant. No matter how strong he is, can he compare it with the Jiang Jie?
How many years they have become fame, and you are not afraid of tigers for newborn calves, are you afraid of being one?
She believes that those who are not afraid of tigers who are not afraid of tigers. They never know that they are not afraid of tigers because they are courage, but because of the ignorance of the calf, and they can't help the fate of being eaten in the end.
"Okay, you don't have to say anymore, I will go, I will cut the grass and remove the roots."
Wei Feng's tone is very resolute.
Hong Meibo couldn't help shaking his head, life and death, and must be divided into life and death. The key will come to a group of people on the martial arts, but Wei Feng has no acquaintance here.
At that time, it will definitely suffer, and it is not possible to say that the other party will invite a black whistle referee.
As a result, Wei Feng will die very miserable.
"Do you really decide this?"
"good."
"Okay, then you do it well."
No way, Hong Meibo could only leave alone. After getting in the car, she called her father's phone.
"Dad, Wei Feng still insists on life and death, our Hong family -a shot?"
The side of the phone seemed to be groaning, thinking, after a while, a majestic voice sounded in a flushing:
"So, you can customize a good coffin. After this boy dies, give him a good birth."
Nima ...
Hong Meibo said with silence and said difficultly: "Dad, you are not kidding."
"Huh, when did I make a joke, this kid was too raised. I gave him a chance two days ago, but he didn't cherish it. Today I gave him another chance, what about the result?"
"Even if this kid will decorate Danshu, he really doesn't know that convergence is too much. This is Yanjing, thinking that it is his three -point three -point place? This kind of person is not alive for a long time, I guarantee it with life."
Hong Meibo's mouth pumped and hung up the phone.
Wei Feng turned into the company, greeted Liu Yun, and went to Gong Lianyu.
Seeing that Gong Lianyu was busy, Wei Feng was not easy to intervene, so he began to patent water.
In the afternoon, Wei Feng spent in the time of Youyouyou, and he didn't worry about the next life and death.
Back to the Greenland Central Park at night, Wei Feng began a journey of alchemy.
He wants to understand that the higher the level of cultivation, the more you need to take drugs.
In fact, elixir is a concentrated manifestation of the essence of heaven and earth. It absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and absorbs itself by its own physical fitness.
However, the elixir is different. After the refining, it is all concentrated essence.
Therefore, Wei Feng's arrangement for a period of time is to find Huang Yuanji in large quantities to engage in medicinal materials, and a large amount of refining elixir.
Hong Meibo and others couldn't think of dreamed. They thought that the elixir of the city was in order to be in Wei Feng.
If Hong Meibo knows this, it is estimated that he will vomit blood.
Enter the night.
Yanjing Iron Painting Silver Hook High Club.
This club is very characteristic. The interior decoration has eighteen weapons, iron painting silver hooks, full of sharpness.
Come here, almost all the stream of warriors.
Among the Qinggang swords, Jiang Jiao and Qin Bang were sitting on both sides, while in the middle are a horrible and horrible old man.
This old man is the referee of this life and death ring.
I have helped the theater to train 150,000 martial arts to recruit the army. These achievements are enough to blow their lives for a lifetime.
And this person's strength, claiming that half of the practitioners have been trampled into the ranks.
Over the years, Fan Lao has not been walking on the rivers and lakes, but there has been a legend of Fan Lao on the rivers and lakes.
Not only that, Fan Lao himself was the director of the No. 7 Mansion, and Yan Jing's life and death were hosted by him.
Once someone starts life and death, he will inevitably appear as a referee.
Fan Riyu was drinking the 82 -year -old Rafie, while looking at the two people around him, and said:
"You two can also be regarded as a well -known strong in Yanjing City. Come me over, not just invite me to drink."
Jiang's robe smiled at his head, and then took a quaint box made of agarwood and put it on the table.
"Fan Lao, you are the predecessors of the martial arts world, and half of the warriors in the martial arts world are born. What you say is you. In front of you, I can only be regarded as a post -end school."
"This is my little heart, please don't laugh."
Fan Riyu nodded slightly and said that he was very useful. Some of the merits accumulated in your youth should enjoy it in his later years.
He does enjoy these characters, Ah, to give up himself, and even respect himself.
Coupled with some opportunities in the early years, he was also a half -step practice. These people wanted to ask themselves to do things, which was normal again.
He just opened the box, but found that the box was placed in the box.
Even if Fan Riyu, he couldn't calm down at this time, and suddenly screamed: "His, this ginseng has become exquisite, with Elima?"
"Good things, brother Jiang, you are so polite."
This kind of ginseng can not be found.
What a century -old ginseng, thousands of years of ginseng, are far from this ecstatic ginseng.
Especially the realm of half -step practitioners like him, it is embarrassing to not go up and down.
It is precisely the nourishment of this essence of heaven and earth.
He looked at Jiang Jiao in surprise. This guy was so generous that he should ask himself.
Jiang Jiao's robe smiled and said, "If you are not a good thing, how can you be worthy of your status if you are not a good thing."
Fan Riyu nodded with satisfaction, um, yes, it was quite talking.
"Okay, I am disrespectful, by the way, if you have any words, you may say it, I listen to it."
When the Jiang Jie showed his words, his expression was happy, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Chapter completed!