Pan Sen looked up at what Sheng Jing and Fu Rujing were talking about on the palace, Fu Rujing's face was a little hideous, Pan Sen asked, "Xiaocha, don't you go and take a look?"

Jiang Xiaocha glanced at it and said lightly, "His Majesty the Emperor has been firm in his mind for thousands of years, who can brainwash him, it would be good if he didn't trick others, this is like a mirror, I think the probability of him being tricked by His Majesty the Emperor is greater." ”

Huan Huan said, "People like Fu Rujing, they can't be killed, they are disgusting, the psychic race is really a perverted race, ugly and ignorant, and the human race is a little better than them." ”

Pan Sen secretly wondered, ugliness is the point, right?

Late at night, on the island of the undead, Fu Rujing was sleeping well, when he suddenly heard a roar, he was startled, and hurriedly came out to take a look, only to see Huanhuan flying in mid-air, smashing strange fires at random on the island of the undead.

One after another, another ball of golden fire smashed down from mid-air and landed on the island of the undead, smashing the island of the dead everywhere, ruined everywhere, broken walls, this kind of humanoid bomber is simply everyone's nightmare.

Fu Rujing was furious, "Nalan Huan, what are you doing?"

Nalan Huan flew in mid-air, his wings spread widely, and his whole person flashed with a kind of light, and he laughed openly, "I didn't do anything, did you see it? I'm bored, we alien fire clans like to play with fire when they're bored." ”

He began to fly around the island of the dead again, and a cloud of strange fire smashed down, and the island almost collapsed, and became incomparably ...... Cruel.

The stones flew and the fires flew.

Sheng Jing and Jiang Xiaocha, Pan Sen stood in the castle in the air, this castle was intact, and the rest of the castles were smashed by strange fires, Jiang Xiaocha was dumbfounded, "Huanhuan, this is a tyrannical thing." ”

The Island of the Dead has no enmity with you, kid, you don't have to smash the Island of the Dead.

What a hatred, what a hatred.

Huanhuan, "Forgive me, ah, I'm so bored.

Fu Rujing jumped like thunder, flew up and fought with Huanhuan, Sheng Jing sneered, "I can't help myself." ”

Fu Rujing really didn't measure himself, and after only a few minutes of fighting, he was smashed down by a strange fire from Huanhuan, and directly smashed him into the rocks, smashing out a human-shaped pit.

Jiang Xiaocha gloated, "Patriarch, why did you smash it on the ground, does it hurt, ah, forgot, you generally don't know how it hurts, it's really embarrassing, my child is not sensible, he is very messy, you have to forgive me, I can't control him." ”

Look, behind every bear child, there is a bear parent who pampers him.

Fu Rujing was about to vomit out a mouthful of blood, "You ......"

Huan Huan flew a few laps and almost smashed the Island of the Dead, he didn't seem to have any reflection at all, and he didn't plan to apologize, "Patriarch, it's so boring, what other shows can be played, huh?"

The powerful destructive power of the alien fire opened the eyes of Fu Rujing.

Fu Rujing didn't expect him to smash the island of the dead so unreasonably, what about the bear children, you smashed an island, and you didn't reflect at all?

"Oh, I see. Huanhuan snapped his fingers, and the person was in mid-air, his eyebrows were like fire, with a seven-point evil aura, "It's fun to kill people, and you psychic clans are not afraid of death, since that's the case, I'll let you die a few times." ”

Huan Huan flew down, his wings flashing with red fire, and flew towards the group of psychic girls who were watching, in his eyes, there was no sense of pity and cherishment.

"Nalan Huan, stop!"