Legend of the Asura

The wind's gaze turned to the teeth biting "giggling” north swooping cloud and said slowly, “Do you remember how you humiliated me back then? Huh... have you always felt like you were high, look who's low on you? But in fact, you have always been a crawler that can be pinched at any time in my eyes. When I stepped on you in front of the whole world, I thought my feet were a little dirty... OK, in front of Butterfly, I won't compare to you as a crawler. After all, she unfortunately has the same blood as you... Oh? What happened to your teeth? What's with the bite? In that case, how about I be kind enough to help you loosen up? ”

He raised his right hand and slammed his fan on the face of the north flood, letting him fly out in a gruesome cry and slam a chair down on the ground.

“Cloud!” The North Pluto shouted sadly and rushed to the North Pluto cloud to lift him up. Northbound clouds coughed violently on the ground, spitting blood and teeth all over the floor, his hands covered his cheeks dead, screaming and tearing his heart open. The wind slapped the fan so heavily that it broke all his teeth with the power of chaos, and left none behind. It is unthinkable that someone who has not experienced that pain.

“Yun, are you... are you okay? ”

The wind slowly walked over and looked down with interest at the still screaming Northern Pluto cloud, sarcastically: “The only son of the Tangbei Pluto is truly born. He couldn't stand the pain of the flesh. Think about what a great conical pain Butterfly endured!! ”

The North Pluto did not dare to refute it. He only hoped that this fierce slap would exhaust his anger. He begged: "It is we who are sorry for the words butterfly, let alone offend the dragon family. We already know that we are wrong, please raise your hands high...”

The wind waved coldly: “After all, this is where Butterfly was born. I want to tear you apart, but I can't make too much noise. Well, hand over your family's sword, and that's it. ”

The heart of North Pluto finally relieved, hurriedly shouting to the North Pluto knife: “Crazy knife, go get the clear shadow sword in the box under my bed, quick! ”

“Wait!” The wind interrupted him, pointing to the cold voice of the North Plough Cloud: “Let him get it. ”

There were no more teeth in the northern underwater punch cloud, at which point he finally died and stopped screaming. After hearing the wind, he rose out of the lobby under the cover of a black-red face. Though he never looked at the wind, the wind knew that his eyes must be extremely malignant and his mouth couldn't help but laugh. After all, he is still a young man of fresh blood. North Pluto can be intolerant, he can't. Just as Longwei can calm down like a mountain, like the wind can't do it by itself.

Soon after, the North Pluto cloud held a sword in his hands and lowered his head and walked in. The sword is long and thin. The sword has a light blue color. Before it gets near the wind, it feels a breath of light spirit and elegance. Immediately determine that it is the clear shadow of the ten great soldiers of Huaxia.

“This Qing Shadow sword is handed down as Li Qing Zhao's close-knit love sword because she has been inspired to listen to her poetry all the time. This sword belonged to the Naran family, but my late beloved wife loved to hold it and dance, so I got it at a huge cost... after my wife died, this sword became my most precious collection, and every time I saw it, it was like seeing my wife... but since the Dragon family was interested, I naturally put my hands on it.” Looking at the sword, North Pluto's eyes flashed with remembrance and sorrow, but he quickly erased it again.

He can't refuse for the North Pluto. Because any identity of this young man has the power to destroy their northern medieval family.

The wind nodded slightly, reaching north into the cloud, "Give it to me. ”

With his head bowed in the north floodplain cloud, when the sword's body was about to touch the hand of the wind, his eyes flashed, his hands tightened, and he grabbed the handle of the sword and stabbed it hard towards the wind.

This scene caused the heart of the North Pluto to fall to the bottom of the valley instantly, and the wind moved sharply in the eyes. His right hand stretched out like a phantom, clamping his sword with two fingers, and it was harder to get in. The hand shook again, the sword body violently shaken, shaking the tiger mouth of the northern underworld cloud, the handle of the sword off. The wind retrieves the Clear Shadow Sword and kicks it north into the clouds.

A horrible hog-killing scream, the northern meddling cloud flew out and hit him hard on the screaming knife, knocking him straight out. Northbound clouds covered their lower body with tears and cries, as if they were enduring the greatest pain in the world.

North Pluto is like a fallen ice cave, trembling and shouting “Clouds!!” He was just about to rush forward, but he was hooked with his feet without expression by the wind, and he fell straight to the ground.

“You North Pluto really showed me a lot of sincerity. Oh... I wanted to let you go, but now I've changed my mind. You have three choices: the first: the entire North Pluto belongs to the Dragon family; the second is to inherit the North Pluto to Butterfly, and your son has been abandoned anyway. Thirdly…” The wind is running away and Yin Yin says: “You can resist, but the resistance may be a little too serious for you to bear. Honestly, I'd be happy to destroy this North Pluto that you've been passionately trying to revive for centuries. ”

He turned cold and left the North Pluto with a cold smile around his mouth. Though he wouldn't kill the North Pluto Cloud because of the North Pluto Butterfly, he definitely didn't want to make it easier for him. He interrupted all his teeth only at the beginning, and he anticipated his next move from the moment he asked him to clear the sword. If he had survived such a shameful humiliation, he would not have been a Northbound cloud.

The blemishes that permeate the power of chaos and destroy his lower body, even the best medical technique in the world, will not allow him to become a true man.

The North Pluto was completely extinct from this generation. And the wind believed that if the North Pluto had not been foolish enough, one day he would inherit the entire North Pluto to the North Pluto Butterfly.

After leaving the North Pluto, the wind did not return immediately, but came to the Xuan family. This time he landed in the same position as the first time he arrived in Xuan. By the time he landed, he had removed his full body of black clothes and changed into a regular outfit, and then the sound of "shrug” was removed.

“Call your master.” The wind said to the nearest guard.

Looking at the sword in the hands of the wind, his body was stiff, he answered with a compliment and then ran to call the two heads of household at the fastest possible speed.

A few minutes later, the wind sat in the biggest hall of the Xuan family, opposite him sitting Xuan Yuntian and Xuan Xiong Hua, next to Xuan Lan, Xuan Xuan Yun and Xuan Xuan Thunder called out of the game.

Holy Lord Xuan, they only met once, and that time he was still masked with a black towel, it was only this time that they saw his true face. Just more awe than the last time, and more heartfelt gratitude and appreciation.

“I had no idea, Holy Lord, you old man... cough, Holy Lord, not only did you save Hua Xia's hero Huo Luo, but also the son of the Dragon Family, even the Oriental Blood Emperor who could defeat the Four Gods together... now you can see the true face and feel comforted for life.” Xuan Xiongtian said with admiration. His abilities, power, momentum and appearance are beyond the reach of man. No wonder he can be recognized as his Lord.

Xuanxiong also hurried to attach peace: “Brother Yan said exactly what I thought was in my heart. The Holy Lord is a dragon among real people. I, the whole family, wish to die and to follow the Holy Lord. ”

“Nowadays, the Oriental family and the Nangong family have offered us their good intentions, and all of this depends on the power of the Holy Lord, who is convinced that we will once again reach our former peak. ”

Looking at the usual serious father and uncle sucking his ass one after the other, Xuanlan and Xuanlan shocked the cloud desperately to hold the laugh.

The wind swung his hand and said: “You two heads of household don't have to be so polite. I'm only here today to take one person away...”

“Step on...” A quick and hurried footstep sounded, a tiny blue shadow appeared at the entrance of the hall with a white veil in her hand and an exceptionally vulgar woman. Xuan Blue saw the wind at first sight, unwrapping her hand, cheering and pounding on him, then one head into his arms, arching like a little rabbit, watching the two owners of the Xuan family are frightened and unknown.

“Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! You big bad bastard finally followed our original agreement to pick up Blue... hee hee, I'm so happy!!” Xuanluan blue dragged his free arm and jumped happily and couldn't wait to drag him away immediately. At that reunion in the Wind Lobby, Xuanlu saw his face and lured him into a promise with tears and coercion. Now she finally waits for the day.

The wind rushed to steady the little ancestor, then forcefully said calmly: “This time I came to take Blue and live with me for a while, which I promised Blue. ”

What the wind couldn't understand was that when he was finished, there was a sudden silence in the lobby.

“Are you... taking Blue Blue?” Xuan Xiongtian opened his eyes and said, excited to call him “you” instead of the Holy Lord, even people excited to stand up from their seats.

Xuanxiao also stood excitedly from his seat, his eyes looking straight at the wind. Not only the two of them, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan, Xuanlan

“Cough...” Two awkward fake coughs: “I know this requirement may be a bit excessive...”

“No, no, no, no! Not too much, not too much!” After listening to the words of the wind, Xuan Xiongtian shook his head in a frightened hurry, afraid that he would regret it: “Blue blue should belong to the Holy Lord, who took her away from her in a scriptural and earthly way, but not too much, surely not too much. ”

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