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"Why do you" Luo Qingxuan looked at the young man in surprise, hesitant to speak.
At this moment, he wanted to say:
"Why don't you play cards according to common sense?"
"And am I not your enemy?"
"How can you help me?"
In this case, it is naturally inconvenient for Luo Qingxuan to say it.
At this time, the young man smiled heartily and said:
"I'm fine."
"Didn't I just say, 'I'm here to fight the injustice'."
"Now, I did it!"
"These elder sisters were obviously hired to make trouble with you; this young hero, seeing injustice, acted angrily. Is there any problem?"
"No problem, no problem!" No matter how unwilling and unwilling, Luo Qingxuan would be a fool if he saw that the young man was clearly helping him out.
Maybe it was another person with high morals from Xianjimen, maybe he would stick to his principles and dismiss this little opponent on the spot.
But who is Luo Qingxuan?
Having been around the rivers and lakes for a long time and doing business frequently, his sophistication and sophistication can't be more transparent.
How could he have demolished himself for some faction idea at this time?
Although I don't understand what kind of personality Zhang Shaochen has changed, but what he says and does now is clearly beneficial to him!
So Luo Qingxuan shut up very cleverly.
He stopped talking, and the eight-day Xuannv was about to talk.
However, she did not speak in the usual way.
Her "words" were only heard by Zhang Shaochen.
At this time, while the others were at a loss, a strange sound wave was entering Zhang Shaochen's ears.
This sound wave is very strange.
You can't hear what she's saying specifically.
But in the midst of talking without talking, singing without singing, and singing without singing, a soft, seductive, pleasant, long-lasting feeling that satisfies all your beautiful fantasies about the sound, just like the tide, pours directly into the mind of the young man intracranial.
The phantom sound enters the ear, and all phenomena are clustered.
Zhang Shaochen soon fell into confusion.
The past and reality are intertwined, the real and the unreal are misplaced, the wise and the confused are mixed, and the joy and anger are juxtaposed.
For a while, Zhang Shaochen didn't know when, where and where.
In the chaos and confusion, he seemed to see a bright god statue rising slowly in the time and space mottled with brilliance.
Such a statue seems to gather all the good things in the world.
In an instant, there was a strange feeling that filled Zhang Shaochen's whole body and mind, as if he wanted to tear himself into pieces, and sacrifice all his flesh and blood to this bright and beautiful god in the void.
In fact, in the real time and space outside his hallucinations, his mind and soul have begun to loosen, and he has fallen into a terrible loss of control.
Already possessing spiritual power, it turned into an almost invisible spiritual light, like a slender yarn or a trickle, flying out of the boy's body and flying towards the eight-day mysterious girl covered in gauze.
Batian Xuannv sneered.
Luo Qingxuan was at a loss.
The other onlookers all pointed.
Looking at Zhang Shaochen who was in a daze, Boss Xue breathed a sigh of relief:
"Huh!"
"Just now, seeing how powerful his fists were, he knocked those women away at once. I thought he had some great abilities."
"Look, it will show its original shape soon, right?"
"Still an idiot."
"Scary! What kind of skill is it to beat a woman?"
"If I, Old Xue, put on a face and don't want to beat women, let alone five, even if there are twenty, I can still win!"
All living beings outside the body are bustling and thinking.
Except for Shangguan Milan, no one could realize what kind of danger the young boy in sluggishness was facing.
If there is no turning point, the end of such a daze is to lose the last trace of vitality and fall to the ground to die.
However, at this moment, an invisible whirlwind suddenly swirled around the young man!
This is a whirlwind of spiritual power.
It is also almost invisible.
Similarly, only Shangguan Mi Lan can see it.
? Yin Yang, five elements and seven spirits, the youth's fairy aura, glows brilliantly in the void invisible to the world.It's glorious.
The magical whirlwind instantly invades the equally charming tide of phantom sound, just like a sharp knife, instantly cutting the mysterious and unpredictable sound wave in two!
At this time, a domineering and dazzling inspiration came from the bamboo basket behind the young man, and suddenly rushed into the confusing phantom sound.
Originally still struggling and swirling in the whirlwind of spiritual power, the phantom sound like a tide, at this moment, seemed to have encountered a dam that fell from the sky, and it was instantly blocked, subsided, and invisible.
The boy came to his senses in no time.
"who I am?"
"Where am I?"
"What should I do?"
Before he fully recovered and was recovering, Zhang Shaochen heard the sword spirit in the Calamity Sword angrily shouting:
"Where did the bad woman come from?"
"Making my master so confused and ruining my good deeds!"
The boy, who was still a little confused at first, woke up suddenly when he heard this.
He hurriedly shouted in his soul:
"Hello!"
"Xi Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, okay¡ªuh! Do you have any plans for me?"
Asking such a soul-touching question in her soul, Xi Ling'er, who was bluffing just now, suddenly fell silent.
Of course, now is not the time to have fun with the delicate sword spirit.
By this time, Zhang Shaochen had fully realized what happened just now.
So he was excited all over, and he didn't care about anything anymore, and immediately shouted, and the natural disaster sword flew out from the bamboo basket behind his back, Zhang Shaochen stretched out his hand to look into the air, and held it tightly in his hand.
The young man holding the sword in his hand instantly changed from a handsome young man to a tall and tall man, like a mountain like a mountain, facing the eight-day mysterious girl from afar.
At this time, the common people who were watching suddenly discovered a very strange thing.
They discovered that the imposing aura of this commoner boy with a sword in his hand was no less than that of the Eight-Heaven Xuannv!
You know, in their minds, these Eight Heavenly Profound Girls are like gods!
When they realized this, they were astonished.
Many people were stunned, staring blankly with their mouths wide open, completely forgetting to manage their expressions.
The hero Xue Boss among the beggars was so shocked that he almost fell on the spot!
"how so?"
No one pays attention to him.
But his face was ashamed like a big red cloth.
Thinking about his previous words and deeds, Boss Xue can't wait to raise his hand and slap his mouth a lot.
Zhang Shaochen exuded such a strong aura that alarmed the common people, it was really like he was facing a big enemy.
The eight-day mysterious girl in front of me, no matter how she dealt with Luo Qingxuan before or Zhang Shaochen just now, the skills she showed are really unfathomable.
Zhang Shaochen even felt that the woman in front of him gave him the feeling that her strength was no less than that of the demon leader Dugu Rampant.
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