Around is Qin Shaojie shipped mixed yuan heart sutra, unexpectedly also be the dozen of one mouthful blood spit it out, only feel thread in the body, this pressure, is being a palm out of the true yuan, even more incredible, unexpectedly penetrated the Qin Shaojie insulation gang gas. I’m afraid he wouldn’t just spit blood now if he hadn’t been blocked by the protective gas of the mixed Yuan Heart Sutra.
"Grandma, I almost killed Lao Tzu." Qin Shaojie dark scold, also did not think much, the body hasn't got up from the ground, fingers have a golden firm but gentle…