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Chapter 891 Broken treasure, glib tongue

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    Just after Lei Gang used the life-saving hole card that Chen Guangrui handed over to Houhou, as Chen Guangrui's strength improved, he even vaguely felt it.  On a whim, Chen Guangrui used the supernatural power [Tianyan 49], counted his fingers, and immediately figured out the cause and effect.

    Immediately, Chen Guangrui secretly sulked, and glared fiercely at the girl's extroverted baby girl, Wanwan, who could not be beaten or scolded, and finally set the target of venting his depression on the two men who besieged him.

    "Come out, Dao Qinglian!"

    Chen Guangrui finally used one of his biggest trump cards today, the innate treasure avenue Qinglian that has been repaired by a third.

    After the forty-eight-petalled Dao Qinglian was summoned by Chen Guangrui, Chen Guangrui jumped lightly and stood on the lotus platform.

    "Qinglian Body Protector!"

    The old man who was in a desperate Saburo posture slashed the blue shield with a frantic sword, and then, with a scream, he was thrown away at a faster speed than before.

    "Small sample, fighting with this deity, you are all far behind. If you have to force this deity to go crazy, I don't know if you can bear the price of this deity going crazy."

    Karma Tianzun Chen Guangrui has already made up his mind to beat these guys, snatch all their treasures, drain all their blood, and then immediately take his son and daughter out of the body world.

    Even if Dao Qinglian is the treasure of blasting, its power is no worse than that of ordinary treasures. The old man who had a half-step transcendence was thrown into the air and spit out several mouthfuls of blood in succession.

    "Don't waste it!" Chen Guangrui followed him closely, and collected the blood he spit out. This is the blood of a half-step transcendental state.

    What Chen Guangrui did, after being seen by the crazy old man, he spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood in anger.

    "Yes, that's it, spit more!" Chen Guangrui encouraged seriously.

    "You are mad at me, you are not Huang Gu, even if Huang Gu shows up, your strength will not make this old man so miserable."

    "Which green onion is Huang Gu, I am not interested in knowing, but, you have offended this deity, and this deity is very unhappy, and you are going to be unlucky today."

    After Chen Guangrui finished speaking, he rushed forward neatly, lifted the treasure of blasting under his feet, Dao Qinglian, as a brick, and beat the old man with the sword.

    "Don't bully others too much. If you piss me off, I will die. Even if I blew myself up, I won't be ashamed like you." The old man with the sword on his back said with a beard and a stare.

    "Self-explosion?" Chen Guangrui was sweating profusely. This crazy old man could really do such a thing. If a half-step detachment powerhouse blew himself up here, I am afraid that the ancestral witch star would also be affected.

    "Calm down, old man, don't get excited, didn't you just collect some more of your blood? You spit it out, what a waste, this deity is using waste." Chen Guangrui immediately comforted him.

    "Fart fart, you think the old man is willing to vomit blood because you beat him!"

    "Oh, my kidney! How can there be such a shameless person like you in the world."

    Then, the old man with the sword on his back was spit out several mouthfuls of blood again by Chen Guangrui.

    Chen Guangrui hurriedly and carefully put away the holy blood pot, and the old man with the sword almost vomited three liters of blood again in his anger!

    "Okay, don't spit blood, spit blood hurts your body, if you think there is enough blood, put him in a few big tanks, and give it to me!"

    The old man with the sword on his back rubbed his forehead, staggered, and almost fainted. His disciple, the fierce bearded middle-aged man, hurried over and helped his master.

    "What to do, master, the weapon in that kid's hand is too powerful, we can't beat him. Moreover, this disciple feels that there is a misunderstanding in this matter, and we may have been tricked by others."

    "There is a misunderstanding. You are so stupid that you think there is a problem. Then it proves that there must be a problem with this matter. The old man was careless. He was dazed by hatred and let others take advantage of it."

    The old man said regretfully, beating his chest and feet.

    Chen Guangrui was completely convinced when he heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice. He really didn't know how the IQ of the top master and the apprentice survived and practiced to such a level.

    How did Chen Guangrui know that the emotional intelligence of their master and apprentice was very low, and they were a little mentally handicapped, but their kendo talent was top-notch, and they had great luck, so they could practice to such a state of strength.

    The next moment, Chen Guangrui's eyes lit up, staring at the pair of master and apprentice as if he was looking at a treasure.?What is lacking, it is too wasteful to throw it in this big world.

    Obviously, Chen Guangrui was interested in the strength of the master and apprentice, not their IQ.

    "Since it was a misunderstanding, let's not get acquainted with each other. We will be friends from now on!" Chen Guangrui immediately came to them with a "smiley face" and said seriously.

    "Are you sure it has nothing to do with Huang Gu!" the bearded middle-aged man asked stupidly.

    "I haven't even heard of that Huanggu, so let's talk about knowing him. I have nothing to do with him." Chen Guangrui replied very seriously.

    Chen Guangrui knows very well that when communicating with these guys with pure emotional intelligence, you must not be too playful and smiling, otherwise they will feel disgusted with you, and think that you are unreliable and like a liar.  He is a fool.

    Seeing that Chen Guangrui answered his question very seriously, the bearded middle-aged man immediately spoke to his master trustingly.

    "Master, I asked clearly. This matter is indeed a misunderstanding. We didn't know each other without fighting. We are friends now."

    "Of course, you understand things. As your master, you are smarter, how can you not understand."

    "Come, come, this brother, I don't know how to call him. If you don't mind, you can call me brother. From now on, we will be friends who will live and die together."

    After Chen Guangrui heard the crazy old man's words, he secretly swallowed his saliva. Why does he feel that this old man is more like an old flicker, a big deal, and a super magician?  In this way, he became a friend who lived and died together, which is too much of his grandfather's calf.

    Although Chen Guangrui thought so, he still used the rules to exchange for a big table, fairy wine, delicious meals made with high-grade ingredients, spiritual fruits, flat peaches, life fruits, golden apples and so on.  He set up a large table and threatened to treat his best friend to a good meal.

    That colorful boy is not easy to fool, fortunately he is not in the same group as the master and apprentice, otherwise Chen Guangrui's little idea would be impossible to realize.

    "You two idiots, if you believe what he said, why don't you die." The colorful boy roared angrily.

    It is impossible for the Twelve Witches to let the colorful boy spoil the good deeds of Karma Tianzun.

    "This little dwarf is really nothing. He even wants to lie to our master and apprentice. When we are full, we will beat him together." The old man with the sword drank the immortal wine given by Chen Guangrui, squinted his eyes, and muttered in dissatisfaction.

    Chen Guangrui silently mourned for the colorful boy in his heart. This pair of masters and apprentices did not have the style of a master at all. In their hearts, teaming up and fighting in groups was the easiest way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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