Chapter 709: The West Wind Fierce Demons Dance
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What does it mean to be young?
The delicate face without the traces of age counts, surely, this is one of them, so the eyes are clear and the sparkle of the cheeks is counted?
Calculate.
How can it not be counted.
But there must still be a word young that can be explained by all these things.
Laugh.
I laughed when I was young, I was proud when I was young, and I looked cold and disdainful even though the enemy looked cold, and I was afraid of three layers of the enemy.
Young are not afraid of getting drunk.
The young longitudinal tube is not drunk when he is greedy for a cup.
Maybe I'll back down today.
But the retreating self will surely remember today.
After today, tomorrow is tomorrow, after this moment, it is the next time, I will come, now you are smiling, and you will see who is more rampant.
"Hehe~~. ā
Laughter, real laughter.
It's a pair of smiling eyes, looking at it with only a soft smile.
Han Lie listened to Bu Wushuang's ridicule, there was no trace of discoloration on his handsome face, and the smile on his face was more like a kind of recognition of Bu Wushuang's ridicule of himself.
Not as good as rumors?
Proud as Han Lie would not care about this.
Those who survive have 'rumor' words, and they are miraculous.
So do you really have that ability in your heart?
The one who laughs will not say.
Han Lie, who was laughing, would definitely not say how much strength he had, how much stronger he was than Bu Wushuang, and how much stronger he was than Bu Wushuang, he would definitely not want to say more.
Not talking is watching.
A pair of eyes were staring at the flask in Bu Wu's hands.
Watch him take it off.
looked at him with a solemn expression.
Watch as his cautious face struggles.
This thing seems to be very important.
Bu Wushuang must love wine very much, as a drunkard, then his most precious thing must of course be hidden in the wine gourd, which not only reflects solemnity, but also reflects respect.
And that's not all.
It's not just that.
At this moment, Bu Wushuang's face is more of a bit of timidity in absolute respect.
He seemed a little scared.
To this treasure wine gourd?
Really.
This fear is not fake, this fear is real, and at the moment when Bu Wushuang completely removed the wine gourd from his waist, his eyes just glanced at it, and he hurriedly dodged away.
A look of fear.
"Whew~~. ā
Fear prompted the arm to hurriedly throw out the timid and respectful things, and as soon as Bu Wushuang's arm shook, the wine gourd fell towards the eight formations in a dim arc in the gloomy air.
"Whew~~. ā
Eyes watching.
"Whew~~. ā
With a sigh of breath, there were too many people in Yingdu City staring at the wine gourd that arced in the gloomy air, and their mouths couldn't help but ask, 'What is that?'
Curious.
There are too many people curious at the moment.
However, too many people's 'curiosity' is difficult to achieve anything other than staring.
Not absolutely.
There is only one of many.
"Heh~~. ā
A smile, a smile.
From beginning to end, Han Lie didn't glance at the wine gourd that was thrown out by Bu Wushuang, a pair of eyes always fell on his face, and at this moment, he chuckled and said, "It seems to be very important?"
It seems like?
This is absolutely important.
Otherwise, Bu Wushuang would not be so cautious, let alone so careful.
Heart-to-heart.
What was certain was that all of Bu Wushuang's thoughts at this moment were tightly attached to the wine gourd, and when he heard Han Lie's voice at first glance, his face was immediately startled.
"Hiss~~. ā
The beginning of the shock.
In the subtle sound in front of him, he made absolute amplification, and the respectful look on Bu Wushuang's face disappeared in an instant, and his face was full of absolute timidity.
Cautious and cautious, he can't do anything, so naturally nothing can be changed.
The wine gourd containing the treasure was directly shattered under the flirtation of a sudden starlight, and there was no secret in it.
"Whew~~. ā
Pale howling, white mist rising endlessly.
What is that?
Too many people's eyes are fixed on the white mist, making dumb eyes and making foolish guesses.
What is that?
Complex.
Pale and miserable, complex.
Gloomy and cold together, lost.
Soul.
Among them, there are many mighty appearances, among which there are many heroic appearances, among which there are many Jin Ge iron horses, and among them, there are many historical monuments and great people.
Blood-colored clothes.
Cyan nails.
They are so strange, and the strangeness is absolutely cold and cold.
"Hum~~. ā
In the numbness and coldness of everyone's eyes and brains, those pale and complex souls were all gone after a slight movement and a slight sound.
Where did they go?
Eight formations.
They appeared to provide for the eight formations, and they were also offered in life, and there was no rest after death, so they still made offerings.
Is it Keling?
At this moment, in this world, none of the people in Yingdu City who were seeing it dared to speak, they just craned their necks and looked cold.
Whether it's zealous.
Whether it's cold-hearted.
They all shut up.
Heaven and earth are silent, and no one speaks.
Even though this world is gloomy and abnormal, and too many people are afraid to speak, it is certain that these people who are lucky enough to see it must not have their heads frozen.
They will think.
They'll definitely want to.
"Hehe~~. ā
Someone laughed.
Someone laughed and broke this peace that shouldn't exist in the first place, Han Lie smiled, his gaze gently swept over the gloom on Bu Wushuang's face, and whispered, "You all dare to do this?"
Don't show weakness.
"Humph!"
Bu Wushuang snorted coldly in his mouth and said, "We are each other, each other." ā
Each other?
The two of us are the same, the behemoths that have been fighting behind us for so long are the same, the same bright surface, the same obscure and invisible people.
It's the same for everyone.
So no one wants to say more.
The outsiders shut up, but the arrogance of the insiders has just begun?
"Haha~~. ā
Gu Jun laughed loudly in his mouth, his eyes swept over the gradually growing 'red eyes' and 'holy eyes', 'and his eyes were suddenly full of eagerness, these are all hopes, these are the hopes of dominating the world by himself.
But, not satisfied.
Undoubtedly, in Gu Jun's view, these are not enough.
Facing up, a pair of greedy eyes stared eagerly at the gloomy air, this eagerness was a plea, which was mixed with a hint of cuteness.
"Whew~~. ā
Seeing the cold, seeing the shivering.
At this moment, the gloomy sky overhead, under Gu Jun's greedy and eager pleading gaze, was like a timid weak woman, and the whole body was deeply cold, and the whole sky trembled.
She was bullied.
Afraid.
When the weak woman saw the fierce thief and the strong man, of course she was afraid.
At this moment, Gu Jun and the others are absolute strongmen who dare to dig even the graves of their ancestors.
They are the absolute villains of the strongmen.
So the sky like a weak woman can only be trembling and panicking, she has no choice but to continue to be bullied.
"Hiss~~. ā
Who sees the sky?
Who can see the beautiful colors in the absolute silence of the sky.
A little light.
Under the background of endless darkness, this light is so bright, it is so intoxicating, but those who understand, those who have a clear conscience and are lucky enough to see it, are so heartbroken at this moment.
It lit up.
It's a star.
It was the only star that had been shining in the long night, and this time it was always on.
Did anyone see it?
"Haha~~. ā
Laughing out loud in his heart, it was Gu Jun who laughed, and Gu Jun was happy, under the way of peeling the skin, he laughed so happily.
But greed is not satisfied.
"Hey~~. ā
The eyes of the shadowy, the deeds of the ghosts, the colors of the demons.
His eyes fell on Chu Xin's face at the peak of the Moon Kingdom Palace through the eight arrays, what did he want to do?
Nod.
Haoshou old horseman is nodding, is this a greeting?
There is a response.
"Huh~~. ā
The response of the crushing teeth in his mouth, the response of the ten fingers pale inserted into the flesh, as an emperor, Chu Xin understood what Gu Jun meant, and he knew what he wanted to do?
What else can a strongman do who has picked up the grave of his ancestors?
Scrape the ground.
"Whew~~. ā
I don't know how many months it is, but this day of I don't know how many months it is, it's too cold, and the howling wind swept through the country for half a month, and it froze through the country for half a month.
Lots of flowers and plants.
Many beasts.
Many people.
They still have them in them, it's so cold.
The face is pale, pale into miserable white ash, into miserable white sand, in the howling of the yin wind for unknown months, life was left, blood was left, and almost half a month was left.
Today's Grim Reaper has a great harvest.
He's too busy.
The empty hell was filled, and this hell was filled with people he had saved from the tiger's mouth, and now they were souls.
Heaven and earth are peeled.
Heaven and earth are destroyed.
The death of peeling the skin is only to create one thing, the creation of heaven and earth of this thing, at this moment, in front of Gu Jun and others, those greedy eyes fell on the eight shining "red eyes" and "holy eyes", and their faces were full of intoxication, and their eyes were full of good intoxication in expectation.
They went quietly insane.
This intoxicating calm is that they are absolutely going crazy.
"Heh~~. ā
Someone broke the silence and spat out laughter, Gu Jun.
Although there were traces of laughter flashing in his mouth, there was no smile on his face at the moment, absolutely cold, absolutely silent.
This absolute is the absolute expectation in the creation of the heart.
Life and death in this move.
Either win, or win, you must not lose, this is definitely what each of these gray-haired old thieves thinks in their hearts.
But.
When their eyebrows are empty, have they ever known that the sky favors 'tens of millions' the most, and fate likes to mock 'tens of millions' the most, and they love this alone.
"Everyone. ā
Gu Jun let out a low roar.
The Demon Star Hou Qing Yagongzi, who immediately appeared in the formation in all directions, was shocked, their faces were so wonderful, a trace of joy flowed in their eyes, but there was indeed a trace of worry on their cheeks.
Happily, the situation is very good, and the last moment to kill Sheng Sushuang is finally coming.
Of course, I am afraid that such a good situation can really cut the first person in the world into hell as imagined?
Afraid.
Get cold feet.
But there is no way back, and there is no choice.
The face is calm, the face is cold, and the face is resolute.
"Whew~~. ā
In Gu Jun's low roar, in everyone's decision, and under the eyes of a group of cow ghosts, snakes, and gods, the Demon Star Empress Qing Yagongzi actually took a step and faintly became the center of this group of ghosts.
Demon Star?
That overly tall body is really like a rising star.
One star is in the sky, and all the stars are supporting each other.
He needs to be different, he needs color.
"Hum~~. ā
On his body, Nuwa's blood-stained heart was darkened in the colorful magic light, which was already in the form of a demon, and under the backdrop of this cold light, the demon was aggravating and the demon was growing.
The stars arch over the moon.
That's not the only thing that helps Yakomi.
"Hum~~. ā
Masks, ghosts.