Chapter 771

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"Can you keep holding my hand?"

Leng Bingqing's words floated slowly in Jiang Lin's ears. Jiang Lin blinked, a little confused

Looking at the white palm of the red candle, Jiang Lin didn't know if he should take it up for a while.

Indeed, the cold Bingqing tonight gives people a strange feeling.

Does it mean that Leng Bingqing was conquered by her handsome face, and the girl accidentally fell in love with herself?

But how is this possible?

How can a girl with only a sword in her heart easily like a person?

Is he holding or not?

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Lin finally reached out and gently held her palm.

It's an asshole not to take advantage of it first.

If you really refuse, the system will certainly not let you go. After all, how can you refuse the request of the goddess as a "licking dog".

It must be a yellow card.

One more yellow card and you will fail your task! Then everything you've done before will be wasted.

When Jiang Lin holds Leng Bingqing's palm, Jiang Lin's heart beats fast.

It's not because of shyness, but because of some nervousness. Nervousness always feels like what's going to happen

Leng Bingqing stared blankly at his palm held by Jiang Lin, and his thorough eyes blinked and blinked.

Looking at Leng Bingqing's dull eyes, the thorough eyes made Jiang Lin feel guilty, and his palms seemed to be sweating.

"Let's... Let's go for a stroll... It's said that there is a big banyan tree in the reed fairy boat that can make a wish. It seems very smart."

Jiang Lin quickly turned the topic.

"Well..."

Leng Bingqing nodded and promised.

Holding Leng Bingqing's soft boneless hand, Jiang Lin took her into the crowd.

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Non zhuliuzong.

A man with Alpaca hairstyle is explaining the wonderful battle to his younger martial brothers and sisters:

"On that day, your elder martial brother and I fought against the flower picker Jiang Lin for 300 rounds. We didn't give in to each other and didn't retreat. In the end, I and the flower picker fought each other with a sword and a fist. They separated again, and the storm swept through!

Finally, I exhausted all my spiritual power and made a ghost fire! Jiang Lin's flower picker also wipes his sword with his fingertips and uses his strongest sword move, dragon falling apart!

We shouted each other's names and touched each other's moves. The blending of ice and fire set off countless spiritual waves! If the elders at that time had not acted in time, some people with lower levels would have been injured! "

"Elder martial brother Liangchen, you are great!"

"Hahaha, it's average. Unfortunately, your elder martial brother and I were in poor condition at that time. Otherwise, I should be able to win a little. Although Jiang Lin is very strong, he is a little inferior to your elder martial brother and me."

"Elder martial brother Liangchen, I heard that commander Jiang is very handsome. Is this true?"

"Nonsense, how could you be a flower picker if you weren't handsome? But I'm still a little worse than your senior brother. "

"Ah..." some younger martial sisters showed lost eyes.

Although the elder martial brother is not bad, he is not too handsome. Jiang Lin is a little worse than the elder martial brother. He is also average

Although there is a portrait of Jiang Lin in the newspaper, how can you see it

But why are so many sisters preaching that Jiang Lin is handsome? Is it because Jiang Lin has an emotional tone?

"Elder martial brother, will Jiang Lin's flower picker also participate in the Taoist competition next year?"

"Xiaoxia, young master Jiang is a member of the demon sect. We are decent..."

"But..."

Just when Xiaoxia wanted to refute something, the Wu Yun covering the sky flew through the sky!

"God, another Wufu stronghold was born!"

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Lin rubbed the corners of his eyes and looked very distressed: "the younger generation thought, the customer is God. I have no reason to refuse God's request."

"What is God?"

"Oh, you can sound like a God."

"What does brother Jiang mean?"

Jiang Lin snapped his fingers and applied the isolation array in the pavilion. The Wufu is not a monk. Even Mrs. Chen can't hear it no matter how powerful she is.

Jiang Lin took out his colorful and fancy belly pockets and put them on the stone table, smiling:

"This is the peony belly pocket of the wine seller. This is the latest style of the widow of the West Village king. This is the lily style of the woman's sword repair in the East. And this is the chrysanthemum style of the chrysanthemum peak next door. These are just arrived goods. They are absolutely authentic. One fake is worth ten!"

"Huh? What is this? "

"Oh, this is worn by a female Python in wanshefeng in the south. Because she hasn't formed her feet, she climbs on the ground every day, which is a little worn out."

"I want it all!" Chen Huo took out a top-grade spirit stone from the storage bag.

"Uncle Chen, I take it right. I can't find you, a top-grade spirit stone."

"Keep the change."

Thinking of what happened in the afternoon, Jiang Lin felt like a knife in his heart

When those Wutong arrived, he thought he was dark clouds, and it was raining without paying attention.

Finally, Jiang Lin rose into the air and collected these martial arts with an inexplicable Wufu induction.

But I had no choice but to miss the best time. After a while, these fortunes dissipated

Although these martial arts are not so important, after all, practicing boxing is only a sideline, and the main business is practicing sword.

But it is said that the beads condensed by martial arts can be sold for money.

At the thought of this, Jiang Lin felt that thousands of flying swords were inserted into his heart. It was like missing the return promotion when buying skin. It was more like not grabbing the red envelope of family group and class group on New Year's Eve.

I feel like I missed a hundred million

Although I don't know why those guys cry when I miss the martial arts movement... It doesn't matter

"Forget it, isn't it 100 million? If you earn it back next time, you can't go home with a sad look."

Jiang Lin rubbed his face and remembered that there were masters and xiaoniannian waiting for him to go home in shuangzhufeng. Jiang Lin was much happier.

Moreover, Jiang Lin felt that he had calculated well. At that time, he was in a hurry to resist the sword, and half of his belly pocket was exposed on the stone table. At that time, Chen's mother's face was green.

Even when Jiang Lin was collecting martial arts, he saw that the pavilion collapsed suddenly, and then there was a scream that rang through the sky... Listening to the scream that hurt his heart, Jiang Lin collected some of the kind that ran away after the martial arts movement without looking back

Alas... I hope Uncle Chen lives well