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 “Did she use this thin line to manipulate this sword? It’s just such a thin line, how did she make the sword turn?”
 Qin Mu had no time to think of the mystery, and immediately flew away, only to hear a bang, the sword passed him, pierced into a big tree, and went deep into the tree.
 The sword was like a living creature. It bounced twice in the tree and could not be pulled out of the tree. Then the woman floated away, and the slender hand grasped the hilt and pulled the sword out of the tree, annoying: "My The white tiger is still not strong enough to be able to do it like an arm..."
 "Qing Shimei, you can use the real yuan to make a filament, and the sword is the enemy. It is already amazing."
 The man who walked with her came to her side and smiled softly: "What you lack is not repairing, but the heat. This time, the master took us to the big market and let us make up. In this past, we have been self-cultivating and lacking actual combat. Now this little magic scorpion is our actual combat opportunity, and you can quickly master the sword."
 The other three teenagers arrived. One of the teenagers smiled and said: "This little magic scorpion has changed into a deer. The deer has been very agile, so he can escape the sword of the sister."
 The Qingshi sister's spirit shocked, and continued the sword to Qin Mu, and smiled and said: "Qu brother, you should not shoot, leave this little magic scorpion to the teacher to practice the sword."
 Qu Shi brother is a young man who walked with her. He nodded and smiled. "Three younger brothers, let's enjoy the swordsmanship of Qing Shimei together."
 Qin Mu spared no effort to avoid the Jianguang flying behind, and he couldn't understand: "Is the sword in the air? Isn't the silk thread in the woman's hand not the real silk thread, but her vitality? Can the spirit be able to achieve this level, control the sword? I Can you do it?"
 He followed the butcher to learn to kill the knife. The butcher only taught him to control the knife with both hands, but he never taught him to use the gas to control the knife. He knew nothing about this.
 Seeing that the Qingshi sister was using the sword, Qin Mu also moved his mind. Since it is possible to use the sword, can you use the spirit to control other things?
 However, the Qingshi sister once again pursued the sword, so that he could not think about it. Moreover, he is now turned into a moose by the mother-in-law, and the hands and feet are inconvenient. The vitality of the body is also dead, and it is not as lively as usual.
 laugh--
 Jianguang flashed, coming from the rear, from the back of Qin Mu, Qin Mu only felt a cold on the back, and then the burning pain came, knowing that the sword of the Qing sister was injured to the back.
 "Well, the elk is fast, but after all, it is not as flexible as the real body. I was turned into a deer by my mother-in-law, and I was injured again. I am afraid I will be in danger of escaping..."
 He just thought of it, suddenly he felt his mouth cracked.
 This is not a real split, but the mouth of the buckskin is detached from him!
 Qin Mu immediately thought that when the mother-in-law made her run fast, she quietly took a needle from the "he" eyebrow. This needle is the one that fixes the soul of the heaven!
 Soon, his head was separated from the buckskin.
 The rear sword was empty, and there was a sound, and he fell to him. Qin Mu struggled forward and rushed forward. The whole person rushed out of the buckskin, and even rolled over and fell over ten feet. Then he stood up and ran wildly. .
 Behind him, the buckskin was crushed by the sorcerer's sister, and the sword was like a floating flower. It came and went like electricity. Obviously, on the way to chase and kill Qin Mu, the sword was greatly advanced!
 After Qin Mu got rid of the buckskin bondage, it was delayed for a moment. A teenager walked from the woods and walked in front of him and blocked the way.
 The two are only two or three feet apart, and the distance between two and three feet is instantaneous, and the next two will face to face!
 Qin Mu has not been able to change direction. There is no other thought in the brain. The body can't help the scorpion to teach his leg work. On the head and feet, the legs are swept out like a whirlwind!
 "Green Dragon Arm!"
 The boy is a few years older than Qin Mu, revealing a sardonic smile, his hands are blocked, the two arms exude a green light, and the dragon claws covered with dragon scales emerge from the skin of the hands, followed by Qin Mu The leg collided with his arm, and the sound of two steel strikes came. The smile on the boy’s face had not disappeared, and he snorted, and he was unsteady and was swept away.
 His two arm rags blasted, his sleeves fluttered like a paper butterfly, and the crumbs fluttered in the sky. He saw his two arms seem to be carved with dragon claw tattoos, dragon claws and arms wrapped around.
 However, Qin Qi and his legs were hardened, and his arms became red and swollen in an instant.
 "Is there an iron ingot in your leg?"
 The boy was sore and his hands trembled, and he was shocked and angry. His eyes fell on Qin Mu’s feet: "Is the shoes also iron?"
 Qin Mu two hands and one support, feet landing, rushing away.
 But the boy’s words also reminded him that his legs were indeed tied with iron ingots. The nephew taught him his leg and asked him to tie the iron ingots on his legs. He couldn't solve the problem when he was walking.
 These days, the blind man saw that his body became stronger and stronger, and the iron ingot tied to his leg was getting heavier and heavier. Not only that, but the nephew also asked the blacksmith to dumbly give Qin Mu a pair of iron shoes to increase the weight.
 A pair of thick-soled iron shoes, weighing up to ten pounds, one-legged iron ingots, weighing up to 20 pounds, Qin Mu's legs tied with fifty pounds of heavy objects!
 Xunzi asked him to feel the weight of iron shoes and iron ingots, in order to remove the iron ingots, in order to take off the iron shoes, Qin Mu has been used to iron shoes and iron ingots these days, just ran wildly, but also did not think It’s actually a heavy load.
 Just stopping to take off your shoes and untied will definitely be caught up. He can't stop.
 "Through the mountain!"
 During Qin Mu's running, he suddenly exerted his right foot and exerted a trick to break through the mountain. The thick soles of the iron shoes worn on his feet were trampled like mud, and the iron shoes were split and the debris broke apart.
 At the same time, his calf muscles were tight, and the muscles of his legs were clustered and expanded outwards, causing an iron ingot to break apart, like a sharp arrow into a surrounding tree.
 Qin Mu’s other foot stepped forward and fell. He also broke the iron shoes and broke the iron ingot.
 call--
 His body suddenly became light and stepped across the treetops, which shocked him.
 Qin Mu bares his ankles, his toes step on the treetops, and the body begins to sink.
 At the bottom, the sword is shining, stabbing from the bottom up, and there are dozens of sharp sword tips!
 The method of the Qingshi sister to use the sword is getting more and more powerful. She is not driving dozens of swords, but a sword shakes dozens of swords!
 Qin Mu suddenly remembered the words of the scorpion: "Don't think about whether your foot can carry your weight, as long as you run fast enough, the water is flat, the grass is flat, the air is flat, and there is a smooth road everywhere!"
 He tiptoed a little, stepping forward, and behind the sword, the tree crown of the big tree he stood just now was crushed!
 The two teenagers stood up and jumped to the top of the tree. They watched Qin Mu stepping on the treetops of a big tree, and screamed like a gust of wind. The footsteps were fast and staggering!
 "This guy is smaller than our age, how fast is it? His repairs seem like... it seems to be stronger than us..."
 The two teenagers just thought of this, but they saw the song brother screaming like a smog, chasing Qin Mu, faster than Qin Mu.
 "The song brother is not the warrior of the peak of the fetus, the strength is much stronger than us."
 The two praised: "The song master brothers automatically, this little magic scorpion is in jeopardy."
 At this time, a huge shadow suddenly rose between the mountains, and a mat-sized furry slap went to the song of the brothers, and a slap in the middle of the song, the brother who was galloping in the air!
 The Qu brother was turned like a gyro, and flew backwards. The bomb fell to the ground, and even the rollover did not know how many weeks. This stopped. Just sitting up, he wowed his mouth and screamed, "No. In the past! There is the territory of the konjac, there is a konjah living there!"
 The other four people stopped and stopped. I saw that the shadow in the forest was a big scary chimpanzee with red eyes and fangs protruding toward them. They sounded like a drum and roared: "Little! Don't die! Dead! ”
 Qin Mu, who had just rushed in front, was also slammed down by the konjac, and fell to the cockroach's big foot, motionless, and did not know how to live and die.
 Qing Shijie whispered: "The song brothers were seriously injured by this konjac slap, and the little scorpion was also slapped by the konjac. Should it be dead?"
 Her voice did not fall, but seeing Qin Mu, who was next to the konjac, quietly opened his eyes and secretly looked at the konjac. The sister of Qing Qing was shocked: "This guy is not dead?"
 The dark konjac said a few times, seeing everyone did not dare to go forward, this did not stop, looked down at Qin Mu, extended **** to turn Qin Mu over: "Little, no, die?"
 I saw that Qin Mu’s eyes were round and round, and the seven bleeds bleed, and the tongue spit out. Obviously, he could not die any more!
 Two konjac, throwing Qin Mu's "corpse" aside, sat down and pulled up a tree to eat the leaves leisurely.
 "The konjac is so fierce, it is actually vegetarian." Qin Mu continued to bleed seven times, his eyes rounded, and quietly moved his shoulders to move outward.
 The konjac jerked back, Qin Mu's "corpse" did not move, the konjac stared at him, Qin Mu's "corpse" still does not move.
 The konjac poked his finger and poked the "corpse" and found that the "corpse" was cold and had become hard. It was very satisfying: "Small, not dead, dead." So I stopped thinking and turned to concentrate on eating leaves.
 In the distance, Qing Shijie couldn't help but say: "The big man, the little body that is not a little bit is so hard to become so hard, don't you feel strange?"
 The konjac seemed to understand her words, patted her own brain, and immediately turned around, but saw the little "corpse" standing upright and screaming.
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 There’s an ancient saying in Great Ruins, ‘Don’t go outside when it’s dark.’
 In Great Ruins, the disabled elders of Disabled Elderly Village picked up an infant by the riverside and named him Qin Mu, raising him up with blood and sweat. This day, as the night descended and the darkness shrouded Great Ruins, Qin Mu left home…
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 A mediocre, low-born beggar, he relied on only his firm and indomitable spirit to desperately cultivate but still could not exceed the masses. Then by fortune’s favor, he awakened a long-extinct ancient martial soul. Since that day, he soared like a comet on the path of cultivation. From his humble beginnings as an outsider in the Ling Clan, his name, Ling Xiao, would ring throughout the world. 
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 The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.
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 "N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.
 Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.
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 Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.
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 Only I know the end of this world.
 One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
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 Ancient existences wake up in the abyss, demons whisper in people’s ears, unknown horrors erode the spirit, and madness breeds in the darkness of people’s hearts.
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 There are heavily armed dark knights walking in the dark to judge crimes; tight-fitting supernatural beings wandering between buildings to act as friendly neighbors; The impossible god on earth, the “S” symbolizing hope shines like the sun on his chest…
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