Zhao Qingchan laughed, walked over, grabbed the woman's wrist, leaned into her ear and said, "I said it, I must take it seriously."

Words fall.

The handsome man in red robe grabbed her and walked into the boat.

Fortunately.

Everyone is also making scenes.

As soon as Zhao Qingchan entered the interior of the flower building, she let go of the receptionist's wrist, turned around and chuckled, "Pretended to show it to outsiders, I hope the girl can forgive me."

"The young master is already polite enough. Some of the big and thick people in the martial arts world are not just trying to do anything." Tian Waitian's female receptionist sighed.

She glanced at Brother Chan in secret.

Hmm.

Seriously.

If you are flirting with such a man, you may feel a little profitable.

Then, she asked, "Young Master, have the token from Tianwaitian. What are you planning to buy when you come here this time? Xiu'er will introduce you to the young master all the way."

Zhao Qingchan smiled and did not respond, but just turned around and looked at her deeply.

Xiu'er lowered her head with her lips pursed, not knowing what the guest wanted to do.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that the man in front of her had already released the flying sword.

After six breaths.

When a small flying sword returned to his sleeve, he looked at her tenderly: "Miss Xiu'er, I've just come from another place and haven't thought about what to buy for a while. Why don't you take me into the guest room to rest?"

"This... OK." Xiu'er nodded with a red face. When she led him away, she whispered: "Young Master didn't take out the token of Tianwaitian, so we could only go to the guest room in the cabin."

"No problem, I just like those dim places." Zhao Qingchan reached out to hook Xiu'er's fingers.

"Scum." The voice suddenly came to my ears.

Zhao Qingchan ignored the voice of the female ghost and just followed Xiu'er with a slightly red face all the way into the guest room. He skillfully put the door bolt on.

For a moment.

Apart from the dim candlelight, there were only the breathing sounds of the two of them in the room.

Xiu'er bit her lip and walked to the edge of the bed step by step, slowly closed her eyes, and whispered: "Young Master, please feel sorry..."

Bang.

A brain crash.

Xiu'er opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Qingchan with an incredible look, feeling dizzy in her head.

Whoosh.

Zhao Qingchan pointed another hole for him, and then he carried Xiu'er, who was very light, onto the boat.

I guess this Xiuer seems to be thinking, I gave it to you for nothing, do you still like this method?

But how could Brother Chan be a lustful person?

A flash of light flashed across his eyes and swept the boat.

Heavenly Eyes!

soon.

He found the secret door underground in this room and the cabin.

Obviously, Tianwaitian had already discovered the location of the flying sword sealing the dragon, but it was not possible to take it away for the time being, so he fixed the tower ship on the river surface.

But after so many years, the seal made by the flying sword had not been lifted, and the original guards were removed one after another.

A master of the flower boat is in charge.

There is probably another great master from Tianwai Tian in Haijin Town.

But they never thought about it.

Brother Chan actually came to them with great skills and courage.

no way.

This is where the strength of the Heavenly Eye Power is.

Everything that is deliberately hidden by others will be hidden without any sign of it.

Next.

He opened a secret door and saw a tunnel that was more than ten feet deep into the bottom of the river.

Zhao Qingchan praised Tianwaitian's methods, but he was not polite, so he got into it and started crawling down.

soon.

He appeared in a cave underwater.

No.

This should be the Dragon Palace.

Zhao Qingchan glanced at the river water outside the cave entrance. There was a thin barrier here, completely isolated the water from the Dragon Palace.

And accompanied by the vibration of the sword box.

He followed the ever-extinguished candlelight to the depths of the Dragon Palace.

Hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

Four or five hundred meters in total.

Zhao Qingchan was stunned, stared at the boss's eyes and took a breath of air conditioning.

Um.

He looked...

On the huge dragon throne.

A flying sword long with a finger nailed a four-legged reptile that was more than ten centimeters long.

The little dragon was not dead yet. When he saw a living person coming, he kept twisting his body. The little Gaba looked like a big boss, as if he had passed away for a long time.

Zhao Qingchan took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes hard, and when he opened his eyes again, he still saw this little loach.

Of course, there is definitely no problem with the Sky Eye.

This moment.

Brother Chan felt that he was deceived inside, and he murmured: "This is very different from the scene in my fantasy. I am also thinking about picking up some dragon relics."

"Maybe the story of that sword immortal was made up..." Chen Ningyan couldn't help but say something.

However.

Another sound rang.

"Damn it, are you the descendant of Liu Daoxuan?"

Can talk?

Still seeing the problem?

The murderous intent of the dragon is like the essence!

Zhao Qingchan was startled and immediately slapped the sword box that was big as a brick.

Bang.

Puff.

Zhao Qingchan and Shen Ningyan were stunned at that time.

Um.

The dragon's tail drooped, its head flattened, and brain and blood emerged...

oh.

The sword box is an immortal weapon.

then,

He slapped...a thousand-year-old dragon to death?

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