I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Chapter 20: Never be absent

   Early in the morning, I don’t know which **** is reporting the dawn.

   There is no hustle and bustle of the city, no exhaust from cars, the slightly humid air is very refreshing, and the dew drops on the grass beads are still hanging.

   Sitting in the courtyard, Jiang Lin looked at the newspapers he had just bought from a newspaper boy. Among them were the official daily newspaper of Xuanwu City, as well as newspapers such as the Xuanwu City Penguin Watch Department and the NG Department.

   In the newspapers, they all described Lin Qingwan's heroic Yuan Ying Yijian.

   Even some newspapers have begun to speculate whether Lin Qingwan will squeeze into third or second in the next wave list.

   After all, this is the second genius in Wutong Prefecture to enter the first floor of Yuanying Realm before the age of twenty in hundreds of years!

   As for the first place on the back wave list... To be honest, Jiang Lin has only heard of it, but has not seen it before, and even if he has heard it, it is just listening to the general rumors.

   For example: the first person in the millennium (very genius!), An Neng argues that I am a male and female (unidentified gender), killing decisively (extremely ruthless), and so on.

   Jianglin looked at the sunset in the sky with a little melancholy.

   The system said that Senior Sister Lin would break the mirror in actual combat, and then hate the magic sect, and finally killed herself N times and lifted her ashes. What about now?

  Senior Sister Lin got rid of her heart knot inexplicably, and even broke through the two realms. It is reasonable to say that she has deviated from the system's prediction, but why does she always feel unreliable.

   Moreover, the system’s predictions only predicted once, and then ignored them. Even if the situation changed, the system would no longer have any predictions, and Jiang Lin didn’t even know whether the predictions counted.

   "Forget it, follow the original plan anyway, take a little insurance, this time I will end it in the Secret Realm of Lost Tracks!"

   A total of hundreds of thousands of monks took part in the qualification test yesterday, and a total of 5,000 people passed the qualification test. Jiang Lin and Fang Diaoqun passed, and one more hour will be when the Mysterious Realm opens.

   Jiang Lin didn't hold any hope for some of the special products in the Mysterious Secret Realm. After all, Senior Sister Lin is the protagonist. Basically, Treasure will stick to Senior Sister's body, so he can pick them up on the side of the road.

In his free time, Jiang Lin practiced "Return My Fist" in the courtyard according to the fist score, but he was only practicing boxing, not the kind of real fist training. After all, he hasn't started martial arts yet. .

  ...

   "Brother Jiang, this boxing frame, looks quite particular."

   After half an hour, Fangzhao skirt walked out of the room.

   "Brother Fang will boxing?"

   Jiang Lin put away his boxing frame, and looked at Fang Chaoqun who had just gotten up. He was a little surprised. In his impression, Fang Chaoqun was also a monk in the realm of Dongfu.

"Hahaha, brother Jiang said, although my talent for monasticism is not as good as brother Jiang, and I have been stagnant in the Dongfu realm for many years, but I am also a martial artist in the four realms, and have learned some boxing, but I am not used to hardship, so I gave up. Jiang I’ve never seen this punch before, do you have a name?"

   "Return my Fist."

   "Huh?"

"Brother Fang said that the title of this boxing box was created by a talented man named Tang Bohu. The boxing method is as windy and fast as lightning. Although he does not beat people in the face, he still pays me the boxing box. It specializes in hitting the opponent's face, and also has the effects of beautifying and detoxifying."

  ‘...Please forgive me for being dull, this fist...is lethal?"

   "No..." Jiang Lin replied very simply, and he didn't even know what to say when he went to the room to copy the skirt.

   But this is the fact. "Return My Piao Piao Boxing" does not have any offensive power. The manual says "beauty, detoxification and beauty". If you practice to the peak, it will have a cosmetic effect...

   "There is such a fist in the world... Brother Jiang... what does it do?"

   "Well, don't you have a lot of skills, don't you have to press down, you can't get mixed up by that time, it's also very good to open a beauty salon or something."

   "Beauty salon?"

   "Ahem, a store in our hometown. Let's not talk about it. It's late, Brother Fang, let's go to Xuanwu Square."

   "Sorry, Brother Jiang, I'm afraid I can't go with Brother Jiang this time. My cousin is working undercover in a sect and is provoking their relationship."

   "Huh?"

"That's right, the senior brother of that sect likes the third younger sister, but the third younger sister likes the second younger sister, the second younger sister likes the fourth younger sister, but the fourth younger brother likes the first younger sister, and my cousin played a very important role in it. The important role made Junior Sister San fall in love with my cousin."

   "......"

   When the time comes, I will insert it as a cousin, take care of my cousin, and disrupt their morality. Then my cousin and I will have a better performance, so Brother Jiang, I'm very sorry. "

   "It's okay, it's okay."

   Jiang Linting’s brain hurts.

"In fact, I also have my own things to do. Even if I enter the Secret Realm, I have to say goodbye to Brother Fang. It's just the difference between being separated here or in Xuanwu City Square. If this is the case, then I will take a step forward. Up."

   "Brother Jiang, walk slowly, and then introduce my sister to Brother Jiang."

   "No, no, no! I like pure love, brother Fang said goodbye!"

   Jiang Lin's life flying sword flew out from the center of the eyebrows, UU reading www.uukanshu. After the com pocket sword became bigger, Jiang Lin stepped on it and flew straight to Xuanwu Square.

  On the Xuanwu Square, the five thousand qualified people have reached half, and Jiang Lin leaned against the wall in his skin.

As the number of people increases, Jiang Lin’s heart beats faster and faster. He is always paying attention to the movements of Longmen Sect so that he can escape at any time. Although he wears a fake face, his women’s clothing is Recognizing it, let alone Senior Sister Lin who is already in the Nascent Soul Stage.

When the   巳 did not arrive, all the qualified persons who were eligible to enter the Secret Realm of Lost Tracks came, and Jiang Lin also saw the skirts and her cousin who were mixed in the inner rooms of other sects, that is, the delicate girl who touched porcelain together on the street.

   Even Jiang Lin saw Chen Jia who was being hit up all the time, and then punched others to fly...

  Longmenzong finally arrived. As soon as Lin Qingwan landed, her eyes began to scan in the crowd. Jiang Lin quickly turned her back. Fortunately, Lin Qingwan was quickly entangled by some female fans.

When   巳 just arrived, the female city lord of Xuanwu City appeared above the tower wearing a veil.

  Although I can't see the face, the plump posture caused all the male monks to swallow and look at their saliva, while the female monks looked down at herself, and ended up feeling inferior...

"Welcome everyone to participate in this Zongmen Grand Contest." A clear and sweet voice, like a silver bell, spread throughout the square, "Not much to say. Yesterday, you should all get the life-saving talisman. In the end, I hope you all return home in the treasure hunt! "

   "Thank you City Lord!"

   Everyone bowed and thanked everyone.

   As soon as the words fell, in the air, the twisted secret door opened suddenly, like a twisted space door.

   But when everyone is about to fly to the Twisted Gate, the system's voice will be late, but it will never be absent...

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