Legend of the Asura

“Wait... did your brother say anything else?” The wind wipes sweat in the dark.

“Brother, let's see what you look like, nothing else.” Nangong aromatic coagulation was a good way to return.

“Well, that's it? Nothing else?” Without believing in the wind, he made cheap money on his three sisters, and he just reacted? And when I just met Tsunami Moon, apart from the strange look in my eyes, I didn't seem to have any hostility.

Is this tsunami moon not concerned with anything but its own strength?

The three little girls shook their heads in confusion: “Our brother spoke so little... good brother, can you show us what you look like? ”

The third glance became pathetic again.

“Yes!” The wind answered very simply, but the eyes soon became evil again: “But remember what I look like, because I am the only man in your life! ”

“Mm-hmm!” Three little girls nodded like birds pecking, “that's what my brother said, then my good brother is our... man. ”

“Mum seems to say the same thing, if she kisses anyone, she'll be our man forever. ”

The wind was utterly silent, looked at their faces and obviously did not know what “their men” meant.

… take your time. The wind stopped talking, slowly relieved the scurvy on his face, and then made a look that he thought was the most charming, waiting for the three little girls to scream in amazement.

Sure enough, three little girls screamed.

“Wow...”

“Yay! Finally, I see what a good brother looks like! ”

“Mm-hmm, we can start eating! I can't wait! ”

Their eyes stopped on the wind for three seconds before quickly shifting to a perfectly colorful package on the table.

The look on his face was completely rigid and frustrating. In the eyes of these three little girls, Blue Yan is not as good as a few dishes.

“I said... little sisters. You seem to have forgotten something very important.” The wind knocked on the table and the lips picked up.

“Hmm..." The three little girls looked at each other and then took a good, serious turn kissing on the wind mouth. When they sat down again, their faces became a little red and their eyes were hiding and flashing, because each of them had their breasts caught by the wind for a while.

“Wait! You can't eat yet.” The wind hey hey smile, and the taste of your hands is endless.

“Ah... why? We've all kissed good brothers.” The faces of the three young maids were full of grievances, and the worms in their bellies had been hung for a long time.

“Do you guys know what I look like besides you?” The wind did not slow down and looked at them and said.

“I don't think so. My good brother always wore that cool mask. ”

“Oh!” chuckled the wind, “That means you know my biggest secret. ”

The three little maids looked at each other and nodded.

“That's right!” The wind sat correctly on his body and his expression got serious: “Was it a big mistake that I invited you to eat platinum packages that no one else could buy while telling you all your biggest secrets? So you have to tell me one of your secrets too. ”

“Ah, um... that makes sense. ”

“But you're our good brother, and you should be good to us. ”

“We don't seem to have any secrets. Everyone else knows what we look like. ”

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" ”

The sentence struck the soft ribs of the three little girls, who became anxious and agitated, lost their minds for a while, and the three little heads began to gather and mutter to each other as if they were searching for secrets from themselves.

“Forget it...” The wind gave these three little girls a headache, seemingly unintentionally said: “Then we just need to ask you a little, little secret. Listen carefully... I hear you have a 'Aristocrat Tsunami Moon Bow’ in your house, where is it hidden? ”

That's the real deal today.

“Huh?” the three little maids looked at each other and Nangong Xiang condensed. “Good brother, you are amazing. Even this one is known. Our father said that only a few people know. ”

“It's because very few people know, and that's why it's a secret. Well, just tell me the little secret, and you can eat it all you want. ”

The Aristocrat Tsunami Moon Bow is the biggest secret of the Nangong family, and hardly anyone but a few important figures within the family and in control of State power has been informed. But this bow, it's what he has to get.

“That strange bow is in my brother's hand every day, as if sleeping in his arms... well, I can finally eat it!” After not considering Nangong Xiangxue for long, he told the family's most secret information, and then endured an astonishing outbreak of long-lasting appetite...

“Indeed it is.” The wind glistened and the brain shook countless thoughts.

Looks like we're going to start with Tsunami.

It was easy to feed the three little cats. The wind escaped. This time the gentleman did not beat the animal on them as a "man”. After sending them away, he frowned and thought.

… Father, why should I gather the ten great warriors of Huaxia?

The wind shook its head and sighed slightly. The other nine are still real, and the worst can be found. Only the number one Xuan... lost thousands of years, where to look.

But he never doubted the existence of a sword in the real world because he had absolute faith in his godfather. Since the Godfather has asked him to assemble the ten great soldiers, it means that all of them must exist!

Returning to the City of Thunder, the wind continues to fly west. The most basic goal he set himself was to search for all possible places outside the city within a month, and the first one to go was the Lingshan faction. Since the former ruler of this gang can use “angel tears” and didn't let anyone outside Jingtian know about it, then the ruler's brother or disciple must have practiced bright magic in this gang. There is a good chance that there will be such a genius.

Meanwhile, he's been thinking about what White Tiger said.

“The City of Thunder has something I need, what is it? Or is it implying that that thing is an angel's tear? ”

The yellow scene is repeated constantly, the human cigarette is even less pathetic, the wind frowned roughly. The size of the city of Thor God is not less than that of the Emperor City of Tianlong, but definitely not one fifth of its population.

After five hours of uninterrupted flying, the target Mount Ling finally appeared in sight. It's just that the mountain in front of you is not too tall. It has nothing to do with the word "spirit". It's just as yellow as it is green. A stone road, not too wide, winds up, and the top of the mountain, shallow, does not enter the slightly purple clouds. From a distance, at the foot of the mountain, sits an old stone gate, with two grey and white men standing in front of it.

The wind retracted Xiaobai, silently walked forward with a "shadow”.

“Alas, this day and day cannot pass. ”

“Yeah, three years ago, the master used that only scroll to send it to the Emperor City of Tianlong, and never came back. I wanted to come there to feel comfortable. ”

The conversation between the two men made the wind roll its eyes in the air: comfortable farts! Shortly after the arrogance went out, the sky was extinguished.

The two men were still there whining and complaining, and no sign of impunity was found. The wind swept away their information, shook their heads, put their feet down, went through the mountain gate and continued to walk up the hill.

The mountains are not high, and the wind has approached the top of the mountain in less than half an hour. A mountain is huge, but only a few people are scattered, and they are not very strong. The only thing that made his heart beat faster was a Leopard of the Spirit Cloud, which must be the guardian of this mountain or the Spirit Mountain faction, but the good news is that it is asleep, otherwise the “shadowless” state of the wind will never be shaped under its eyes.

“The spiritual state of the people of the City of Thunder is not far apart. Even a cult sect is such a mess.” Thinking about his identity as the White Tiger Messenger, he was depressed again. Saving such a large continent… is this done by man?

In front of you is a wooden house with three large, almost dust-covered characters engraved on a dilapidated plaque in front of the door, blurred to reveal traces of "spiritual mountain pie”.

“This is the headquarters of the Lingshan faction, the leaders who want to come to this gang should be inside.” The wind took a deep breath and walked in gently. Here's his biggest hope right now.

The unexpectedly spacious interior of the cabin, first in sight, was a statue more than three metres tall, the figure looked alike, wearing a hard coat, and a bloody dot between his forehead sparkled with a glowing red light.

In front of the statue, the two men were squatting there playing a weird chess game, but looking at their faces was also impeccable, and they were thrilled.

The wind just looked at their message and suddenly their hands were hot, and the opposite scales of Shura on their left and right hands suddenly burst into a faint black light. He glanced at his hands and was slightly surprised and didn't care. At this time, Wan 'er's disappointing voice came from his ear.

“Brother Wind, they can't. ”

Windy hearts cooled down, and the most promising places still didn't have what he wanted. He sighed silently and was ready to leave, while scanning their information with "Sky Eye”.

Spiritual Taoist:?????

Skywalker:???????

The wind panicked and the secret was terrible.