MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-Chapter 370 Burning heart

The fire in the stone is very high.

It is holding a fat arm and posing with an arrogant attitude above the top. The first thing that others feel is not anger, but funny, and the same eyes fall on the belly of the fire.

White and tender, soft and bulging.

The temperament of the day is very different from that of the average woman. For example, if the poisonous insects are seen in the eyes, this is not to say that she does not like the lovely soft things. The fat doll like Shizhonghuo, she can’t wait to turn back and go up and down. Pinch a few.

But -

The fire of the old club, the temper is not good, it is not worth the loss!

The current fire in the stone is clear and well-organized, but the place where the stomach first arrives is really unbearable.

Luo Jingwei quietly gave Bai Yan a look: be sure to restrain!

Regardless of whether this guy is a three-inch Ding, or a seven-footed man, there is a fire... No, it is a fire!

"There are also people who have a clear understanding of the woods."

"It may be breaking through the realm and it is not easy to use."

Luo Jingzhen thought, refining the device, the smoldering is obviously not easy to use, as long as it can be chosen, it must be a stone fire.

"What do you want to pay?" Bai Yan held a smile and made a solemn appearance.

Her attitude made Shizhong fire very satisfied. The immortals always looked at it with strange eyes. Although they didn't point a little, the curious and suspicious look was clear.

The fairy beasts of the immortal world will be insulted by the immortals. In addition to the scenes, they are charged, and the latter mortality rate is still quite high. It is better to say that they are afraid of the immortals themselves.

This kind of gaze is no different from watching a magic weapon and a weapon.

——Shi Zhonghuo belongs to Chen He, and the immortals are retreating three feet. The attitude is modest, and it is also because of Chen Wo.

They will not be as strange as the mortal monks, saying, "If the person who got the three real fires is me, I can become Xianjun at the moment" or something. To this point, they are very clear that the same good things, in the hands of different people, can play different values.

The immortal desires to get higher and is more suitable for his own exercises.

Some despise Xiaozhenxian, because these people can easily get these, once Xiaozhenxian becomes Xuanxian, Luotian Shangxian, they rarely receive such dissatisfaction, if there is a practice, they still stop... It can be imagined.

The innate fire spirit is very rare.

It is even more unheard of.

The stone fire was seen like that, and it was already a sigh of gas. Now I met two people who "have seen it before." He immediately picked up his arm and snorted a few times: "There is another thing to pay for, let me see it first." See if you are qualified to use fire."

"..."

"Just play a game!" The fat pierced his cheeks, old-fashioned.

The day was a bit embarrassing, and she didn't expect anything to develop to this point.

Not repairing weapons and magic weapons?

Isn't it a big fight in the fairy world? Bai Hao once thought that this should start with her overturning all the provocateurs, and the result was actually sitting on the chessboard and dozing off.

Bai Hao’s fight against the black and white two sons and the sixty-four roads is unreasonable.

Luo Jingzhen sat upright, calm and calm, and when the beautiful white fingers put down the pieces, the opposite face of the fat pier was blue and white, and the short hand pressed there, like convulsions.

Because this is the 17th game it lost.

Nan Hongzi taught the stone to play chess, but never really beat the fat pier to fall into the water.

Besides, losing to Nan Hongzi, and how to win Luo Jingwei, is completely different. If you let the fat piers hit the wall one after another, the stone fire has already smashed and ran. If it is Chen He, Shi Zhonghuo Will rush to hold the thigh for help.

However, it is not!

Luo Jing's chess power is not particularly strong, and the fat pier always keeps the advantage after the middle plate.

The warm-eyed white cockroach looked up and enjoyed it!

It turns out that the game can really borrow the fire.

After finishing the last son, Luo Jingyu held down the white horse who was overjoyed. He took a small cluster of floating flames from the fat pier with his face on his face. He walked away with a smile and laughed. The fat legs are pulled, the head is also pulled, and listless.

"Oh, it’s over!"

Nan Hongzi strolled back with his hands.

In fact, he has already seen the situation here, but he does not want to come and disturb, because if the stone fire finds that Nan Hongzi is standing next to it, he will definitely take a chessboard and ask Luo Jingyi to compete with Nan Hongzi.

The fat pierced grievance looked up at Nan Hongzi and asked to continue learning chess.

"You can't win the poor road school anymore." Nan Hongzi made a fuss about the pawn.

“Why?” Shi Zhonghuo asked.

"Learning to use, just learning, how to do?" Nan Hongzi teaches the fat pier to play chess, is a temporary rise. He did not find any deep interest in the way the stone fire played against black and white.

"I have avoided the traps that I have carefully laid out." She could hang the oil bottle on the mouth of the fire.

"Well, every mistake of yours has been thoroughly exploited by her." Nan Hongzi not only did not have comfort, but also ruthlessly broke the truth.

A person who never makes mistakes.

This is really a bad thing!

It seems that the days of the young apprentices will be much better! Nan Hongzi thought with emotion, and did not pay attention to the face of the fat pier more bitter.

"So how do I win her?"

"Playing with more people, honing their skills, and finally going to find her to win." Nan Hongzi said casually.

The fire in the stone licked a little.

So when Chen Wo woke up in a few days, Cheng Ying was busy with the rush to complain, and the white beard was floating: "Respect! You will take care of your house!"

"Ok?"

Chen He is not clear.

Because it is necessary to repair with the brothers and sisters, not in the stone in the sleep, naturally being "sent" out of the door, is this the trouble of the fat screaming?

"A congenital fire, why do you like to find someone to play?"

Chen Wo subconsciously turned his gaze, and he wanted to laugh, the kind of gloating.

There are not many people who play chess in the Fairy World.

Because the immortals come from three thousand worlds, not every small world, there is Go.

Looking at the distressed appearance of Cheng Xian Shang Xian, I know that the Heluo leader, who came from the small world, must also be one of the targets of "harassment."

"I don't want to lose the game intentionally."

Cheng Ya Shang Xian wants to cry without tears, a fire chess skill is not bad, really let the fake, it is clear at a glance.

"Slightly, don't worry, the world is more difficult than the game. If you have trouble, let you sit restless?"

Chen He’s next sentence immediately made Cheng Yan’s mouth open.

"Prepare the defensive array, I will break through the realm."

"This!"

On the horizon, Xian was frightened to see Chen Wo, such a big thing, Chen He said so understatement.

"Respect, your law... magic weapon! No, I will call you back the fire in the stone!" Cheng Xian said on the invincible language, even the innate fire spirit can be forgotten by the master.

"Not necessary."

"How can I not?" Cheng Ya Shang Xian remembers a hundred years ago, there was a busy scene when Da Luo Jinxian broke through the realm.

This place is too small compared to the fairy world, and it is easy to hurt innocent.

Aura violent, what will happen is really not sure, 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬 譬

Thinking of this, Cheng Yan’s face was rushing out with a black face, and the situation was grim, not a small one!

Chen He did not stop, he closed his eyes slightly, and the aura of floating and overflowing around him was more and more, just like a thick fog, reaching out and seeing five fingers.

The fog did not drift, but gradually turned into dark orange and blush.

A golden aura of pearls condenses in the air and quickly turns into a flame.

"Stone fire, aerial fire, wood fire..."

Chen He said to himself, he raised his hand and waved red and pale entangled flames. These are not true Sancha real fires, but after years of cultivation, they crushed the air and completely refining the fire. In the fire of Dantian), use the new flame born by the real yuan.

In the future, even if the fat pier ran to the world, the release of the millennium could not give him a fire in the wood, it would not affect Chen Wo.

"The power of the earth's veins is not illusory."

Chen Hu’s figure became nothing.

When the immortal rushed to the horror, they could only see the fog full of eyes. A little further, there was a glaring fire.

"Bifang's...fire?"

"No, no!" The immortal who was photographed back by the green fire had a lingering fear.

If it is really the smoldering fire of Chen He’s robes on the singer’s soul, now he’s already in trouble.

"Respected really want to break through the promotion?"

"He said it personally."

The fog spread out abruptly.

The cyan fire pillar broke through the roof, tearing open the heavy rain curtain, dispelling the thick and violent aura clouds, and making the light of the sun and the moon shine on the mountains and rivers at the same time.

The celestial beings only felt a strong force, and they seized their immortal nucleus.

"Ah!" The screaming screams began, and the force of the road disappeared like a spring rain.

If it is not the looming pain in the chest, the immortal is almost suspicious that this is an illusion.

In the distance, the Qing Dynasty is full of complex faces.

The cyan fire column has disappeared, leaving only the messy aura, and the rain is getting smaller.

"Fire of the heart."

"The Sovereign?" Qinghe turned his head and saw that Yang Xinyue was standing behind him.

Six hundred years later, Yang Xinyue did not have any obvious changes. Reluctantly speaking, it was about the same color, and the dark green was like the leaves of the Millennium.

"It seems that there is another Xianjun in the fairy world. Who is this person?"

"It should be Chen Wo."

"Is it?" Yang Xinyue frowned.

"What is the fire of burning heart?" Qinghe Xianjun asked.

"It is a kind of earth fire, it should not exist, or say--" Yang Xinyue slowly said, "When the celestial world is destroyed, the veins expand, and there will be several kinds of fires that are symbiotic."