Wan Ziqiong Building is also famous in the atlas, but she is completely incomprehensible, as she said with Xi Xiaoqin.

Since the worshipper wanted to join Wan Ziqiong House, she also had a careless attitude. With a smile on her face, she said to the beautiful woman: "Hmm! No problem!”

At this moment, the beautiful woman looked up at the large words made up of thick and numb swords, and formed a group of seven-word resentful poems.

So the beautiful woman frowned, which is to say: "I practiced in Wan Ziqiong building, talking about clarity of heart oligarchy, if you have any dust without breaking off, you will have to chop it off, don't have any more thoughts. ”

“Ah...” Xi Xiaoqin blinked her eyes, how can it be different from what the old man said, but she still shook her head resolutely, “Impossible, then I'd rather not join Wan Ziqiong House than worship you as a teacher! ”

Nor did the beautiful woman expect the little girl to change so quickly.

But this creek violin is a purple clitoris, can she let it go?

The beautiful woman laughed coldly, “How can I allow your own will if you are not young enough! ”

No matter which way this gorgeous woman is in front of her, Xi Xiaoqin leaves no scene, “Don't join! What do you want from me? ”

The woman next to her, called Red Moon, saw that her teacher's face was not good, and she quickly persuaded her: “Miss Xiaoqin, her teacher's honor is also for your own good, I think you are still...”

Xi Xiaoqin's face is completely sunk, but she doesn't know, worshippers are worshippers, and these rules? Then she stopped talking and turned around and left.

But when she was about to turn around, she felt her body stuck in the mud, unable to move a step.

“Gaggle!” The dragon was not affected in the slightest, but jumped on the shoulder of the brook violin and roared at the beautiful woman!

“Oh, this dragon... is unaffected?” The beautiful woman's face also revealed a hint of surprise.

In fact, this dragon is able to break free from most of the laws of origin, even the high-ranking laws of space and time, without any effect on it.

“Let go of me!” Xi Xiaoqin wanted to leave this node and return to the great thousand worlds. In the event that she could not move, she waved her hand suddenly, and all the giant swords in the sky were smashed by a brain towards the bottom.

The beautiful woman smiled slightly, but also waved her hands gently. The giant swords broke away from the control of the brook violin and returned to their places of origin. "You are the one who can control millions of giant swords. This talent is amazing, but you expect those giant swords to hurt me, that is, you are crazy to talk in your dreams! When you were a little girl, you were a little tenacious after all. You should come with me to Wan Ziqiong Tower! The teacher will be kind to you. When you have a successful education, the teacher will certainly help you pick the most outstanding genius in the atlas...”

“You're not my master, who wants you to help me pick?” Xi Xiaoqin scolded coldly.

Although the beautiful woman is not angry, she still has a smiling expression on her face. The red moon beside her is also stunned. But she knows that the teacher has a bad temper. She is not angry at this little girl, but imagine how much the teacher values this Xi Xiaoqin...

Unfortunately, she didn't know what to do. After all, she begged herself to suffer, and the red moon sighed in her heart.

When the beautiful woman walked in front of the brook violin, after a faint glance at the brook violin, she still said kindly: “If you refuse to go to my Ten Thousand Purple Jones building, then it is simple, I will kill the man and break your mind, how about this? ”

“Ah…”

When I heard that, the creek was in a hurry.

She doesn't know exactly how strong this woman is, but she is absolutely powerful enough to make people desperate. Like that old man, Rosen has no power to fight back in front of him. What if this woman really wants to kill Rosen?

Seeing the panicked face of the brook violin, the beautiful woman smiled slightly. “Rest assured, enter my 10,000 purple john building, refreshing cultivation, it won't take long for you to forget. Emotion is only a useless stumbling block for the martial arts...”

Who knows that Xi Xiaoqin's panicked expression only lasted a moment, beneath her face, she said coldly to the beautiful woman: “Don't even think about it, if you kill Rosen, I will kill myself immediately, and I will not worship you as a teacher! ”

“Rosen?” The beautiful woman chewed the name, she even compared it to the hundreds of young Junjie most impressed in the atlas, among whom there was no such name, and since she was an anonymous generation, there was nothing taboo. Before that, the beautiful woman was a bit taboo, in case she admired that person as someone of God's honor, it was a little troublesome.

Xi Xiaoqin realized that he had spoken the name Luosheng and quickly covered his mouth, and his heart was filled with remorse.

However, the gorgeous woman did not think that the name Rosen was now without any fame, but was destined to be scolded in the future enough to make her remember the name in her life!

“Ha-ha-ha...”

At this moment, a wave of laughter suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sound was gentle and pleasant, but alluring. It was just a laugh that made people blush and their hearts beat faster.

The beautiful woman was fine then, the divine colour did not change at all, and the red moon face had revealed a strange colour. As for the brook violin, her repair was lowest. The demonic sound came into her ear, her face became a tidal red, her breathing became more and more impatient. She handed herself over to Rosen, and she was no longer counted as a yellow flower girl. This body reacted very unnaturally.

“The Ten Thousand Purple Jones Tower is the Nunnery Tower, among them the widow guard, worshipping this woman as a teacher, that's the boredom, let it die,” the voice floated gently, as if someone was blowing in the ear of a brook violin, letting her sweat all over her, the chestnut.

Shortly afterwards, a golden bed appeared in the sky, about ten in width and ten in length, but it was not a giant who slept on it, but a delicate woman.

The woman looked as pure as a white lotus. She looked so pure, but she was dressed so little that she revealed a foxy state everywhere. Not to mention that she was an ordinary man. She looked at the brook violin and her tongue was dry.

And the most eye-catching thing about the brook violin is that at the edge of the queen bed, there are ten men sitting neatly on their bare tops, and these men are so powerful, they sit on their knees at this moment, and they don't move their eyes.

“Zhao Xiaoxiao, you wanderer can't check yourself out, I don't know what is nasty, what are you qualified to say about me?” When the beautiful woman saw the woman, her face sank.

This is called Zhao Xiaoxiao woman lifted her boneless body, her legs were more like two fine snakes, then placed her arms on the shoulder of a strong man, looked at the seven words above the sky, was smiling: “Little girl, I think you are already a breaking melon, this poem must be about a man, why not come into my soul-blowing building, can taste the male color of the world, can also refine double cultivation..."

Zhao Xiaoxiao's words were not perfect, and the beautiful woman said directly: “Slut! ”

Zhao Xiaoxiao was not annoyed by this scolding, just a faint smile: “There is more than one way to martial arts, Hua Binyan, I have debated with you many times, you have not once convinced me. ”

Xi Xiaoqin stood in place, holding Zulong, in his head is all kinds of chaos, feeling that he is about to collapse, what are these people following...

She did not know that the Purple Pole Triple Building was also famous in the atlas. Hua Binyan was the owner of Wan Ziqiang Building, while Zhao Xiaoxiao was the owner of the Soul Destroyer Building.

And these two heavy buildings are quite extreme. Wan Ziqiong building is a typical nunnery, and entering them is a lucid desire to cut off all thoughts.

As the name suggests, for many male martial artists in the atlas, the temptation is enormous. The fairies are like clouds, and the style is bold and slutty, but few dare to go in.