If you don’t know how to recite poetry, you won’t be a respected person.

The Southern Wilderness is vast and mountainous, and ordinary hills are not worthy of being called mountains. Only hills that are at least a thousand feet high can be qualified to be called mountains.

The convoy traveled for a day and stopped near a valley in the evening.

Fortunately, there was no demonic attack and there was no loss so far.

Jingtian finished his dinner and stood on a high ground to enjoy the scenery.

I touched the scar on my neck and it no longer hurts.

"Why, I would be so stupid, because a little blood and pain made me panic and I couldn't even bring out the magic weapon." Jingtian seemed to have discovered a shortcoming. He lacked the magic weapon for investigation. It was a pure luck to survive that day.

That bandit He didn't make up for it in time, so he loved to watch others struggle before death. This also taught Sedum a lesson, killing must be clean and neat.

In the evening sky, there were pieces of sunset.

The sunset illuminated the small valley like a rainbow, mainly purple. Mainly, pink as a supplement is as dazzling as a gem.

The shape of the sunset clouds keeps changing, sometimes like a horse, sometimes like a lion, sometimes like myself.

Looking at the convoy under the Sedum Valley, most people have almost finished eating. A lot of people gathered together to chat, it was quite lively.

There were only a few dozen mortals looking after them

"Sister, you are so amazing. How can you reach such a high level at such a young age and still look so cute? I love you so much. Ouch"

"Brother, what kind of magic weapon do you have? Why aren't you as handsome as me?"

"Brother, let me tell you about the little beauty from my hometown. Not to mention how beautiful she is. When I become the head of a sect, I will go back and marry her."

They gathered around the fire and chatted, like close friends who have known each other for several years.

Scenery Tian Ting looked at them with interest and found that Aoxue was chatting quite well with a 16-year-old monk in the Qi refining stage.

When Aoxue saw Jingtian coming over, she took the young monk's hand and introduced:"This is the competition between the three sects to be the strongest." Or, he has reached the Yuanwu stage." He was still a little proud as he said this.

"This person's name is Xiao Shi, I just met him." After Aoxue said that, he giggled.

Jingtian looked at Xiao Shi.

His hair reached his shoulders, his eyes were bright, and his face was a little red for some unknown reason.

In addition to the comparison of cultivation level It was so low that there was nothing that could attract Jingtian's attention.

Jingtian walked up to a groom, put his hand on his shoulder and asked:"How many days are there until we get there?"

The groom seemed a little unhappy and pushed Jingtian hard. Tian threw his hand down:"It's not you."

The groom turned his head and regretted it for a moment. He found that the person in front of him was a monk, and if he wanted to kill him, he would just use his hands.

This is the majesty of a monk, and the lowest monks also It is not the kind of person that mortals can provoke. Mortals can only rely on their own force to barely protect themselves from being invaded by wild beasts, but a monk can break the rocks into pieces with a casual blow and send hurricanes flying.

The groom's legs have begun to weaken and his speech is stagnant. Stuttering:"Xiu...Sir, there is still... less than 8 days to go.""

""Very good, very good." After Jingtian said that, he threw two spiritual stones at the frightened groom and did not hold him accountable for being rude.

The groom lay on the ground looking for the fallen spiritual stones. This action was quite funny. Mingming went up I was so scared that I almost knelt down in one second, but now for such a small amount of money, that fear suddenly disappeared.

What a man who dies for money, and a bird who dies for food.

Sedum is not a murderous person, but he understands This kind of person.

Sedum thought of a poem about the earth. The whole poem focuses on the word"kill".

All things are born to nourish people, and people have no good deeds to repay heaven. Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

"It’s really a bit extreme."