Chapter 5480

"When are you going to revive the temple?"

Miyan son:

Xiaomian paralysis is really annoying. It's always the one who can't open it and don't want to listen to her.

"I remember that you sent the glow priests to check in the capitals of various states, to find a beautiful place to rebuild your temple?"

"Yes?" Miyan looked at him blankly, turned around and pointed his back spoon at her. "You heard me wrong."

Arbor:???

So the glow priests have been running outside for so long that no one can be seen. What is the reason

How could they spread out such an unreliable son.

Qiao Qiao looks at the husband who can't bear to laugh beside him gloomily, full of complaints: I even gave up the Temple son!!

At the same time, Murong URT, with a muddled face, takes a look at Yang jumpong, with two muddled faces.

The latter was rubbing his eyes hard, rubbing them for about a minute, and suddenly clapped his thigh, "I may be dazzled, how can I see the elder sister?"

She patted Fang Xu on her thigh and bared her teeth. "Master, you don't have eyes. Are you a master?"

"Impossible!" Yang Wurong put out his hand and put it firmly on his face. The old God was saying, "I just slapped myself. I didn't feel any pain at all. At this time, I must be in a dream."

"It's sad and pitiful. Now I can only meet the third senior sister in my dream. Alas. " If there is a mirror at this time, master Yang Feng will feel sorry for the shadow.

Xu can't help but draw a corner of her mouth and look at the vivid expression of martial uncle Er. Her eyes are moist.

She thought of the funny performance of the second martial uncle when the three peaks were together.

Fang Xu rubbed her thigh without tears. "Master, how could you feel the pain when you just slapped his apprentice on the thigh?"

Yang Guorong: "?!"

So What the apprentice meant was that she didn't really have eyes?

"Elder martial sister?"

Murong URT took the lead in calming down and nodded calmly. "Second younger martial sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you ok?"

Xu Shanshan, Jiang Qi and Lu Ling, some of the first disciples of Shenshui sect, are wiping their tears excitedly. Their eyes don't immediately stare at Murong URT, and they can't believe their eyes.

Suddenly I saw the second martial uncle of their family, jumped up and rushed to Murong URT. I would pat Murong URT's skull with a slap.

The tree was shocked. He jumped up from the stool and shouted, "second martial uncle, be merciful!"

She, the master, has just picked up the cultivation of the first level of xuanjing, just like a thin little paper man. How can she stand the power of the master of Shenjing.

This one slap goes down, don't beat Murong nettle dead just blame.

She finally recovers her master. Don't be beaten to death by the second uncle.

Who can she cry for?

Fortunately, Yang Guorong doesn't really want to slap Murong nettle on the head.

Although I haven't seen this elder martial sister for a long time, she is still in Jiwei.

In the past, on the top of Xuefeng, only the elder martial sister chased her and beat her up. She never had a chance to beat the elder martial sister

Don't dare to beat me. I guess I'll be miserable in the future?

Yang Guorong didn't dare to do it, but Murong nettle hit her head directly with a chestnut.