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Wang Yingqi's lips were blue and purple and trembling, and her whole body was shaking, her daughter was her heart and liver, and it was the meat that fell from her body, Zhen Jin insulted and cursed her daughter, she was insulting and cursing her as a mother. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kid is so hateful, he is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, is it tolerable or unbearable, she was furious in her heart, and wanted to rush up, before Zhen Jin was beaten to death by her daughter Qiu Xiaoyan, she first tore his mouth to pieces, and then beat him into a pulp, crushing bones and ashes.

How dare you be so blatant, so bold, it's not enough to die a hundred times!

"You, do you have the guts to say it again?" Qiu Xiaoyan's face was extremely ugly, her body swayed, her tone changed because she was too angry, the chick made an ostrich sound, and her spiritual power swelled all over her body, like a volcano waiting to erupt, which could erupt at any time.

The spearhead is directed at Zhen Jin, this fire-breathing kid who makes her thunderous and angry!

"Senior sister, don't be angry! Besides, senior sister, you are not a disciple's dish, you are angry, junior brother will not feel sorry for you!" Zhen Jin looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of banter.

"Okay! Very good! You have a kind! Come on, don't hide it, show your true strength, and we'll compete. Qiu Xiaoyan trembled angrily, his face was a little distorted, he laughed angrily, hideous and terrifying, no longer talking nonsense with him, chanting spells and pinching tricks, and preparing to use powerful spells to kill him.

Zhen Jin was not afraid, his expression was lazy, and he chuckled disdainfully: "Come on! You can attack me! Anyway, you like to take advantage of my unpreparedness and sneak attack me! Just kill me, I just disdain to compete with a despicable and shameless person like you." ”

"You, you, you, good, give you another quarter of an hour to breathe, and then, beat you up!" Qiu Xiaoyan roared angrily, forcibly put away her mana, her chest suddenly blocked, a little out of breath, her body staggered, her steps staggered, she took a few steps back, her face flushed, this was a forced gain, and she was counterattacked.

Although he did not cause serious injuries, his heart was stuffy, his breathing was not smooth, his expression was a little embarrassed, he couldn't stand steadily, he hurriedly worked hard to adjust his breath, his face was ugly, and his heart palpitated.

Fortunately, she has just started her work, if she forcibly collects it halfway, she may vomit blood and be injured, she thinks she is shrewd, at this time, she did something stupid and almost injured herself, this is Zhen Jin was stunned and confused.

If it was in normal times, she would not do this, she was very embarrassed, her lips kept twitching, but she didn't have another seizure, after all, in front of everyone, she agreed to him, and regretted it, where is the face, she endured the anger in her heart, crossed her arms and squinted at him, pretended that it was okay, and waited for him for a quarter of an hour without saying a word.

"What kind of trick is this stinky girl? How has my mother always taught you? Fight with others, don't talk about any gentleman's way, don't have sympathy, look for every opportunity, use any indiscriminate means, attack them unprepared, and destroy the opponent first is the last word. Wang Ying was very angry when she saw Qiu Xiaoyan like this.

secretly scolded her for being smart and confused for a while, but she was actually teased by Zhen Jin, a stinky boy, who lost her square inch in a few words, and dared to risk her disapproval and forcibly collect her credit. If you seriously hurt yourself, you will not be able to eat and walk around, and you will not necessarily get better if you stay in bed for a month.

Qiu Jiu's expression moved slightly, and he shook his head secretly, admiring Zhen Jinzhen a little, and almost provoked his daughter in a few words, and injured himself. Seeing that his daughter was fine, he secretly called it a fluke and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Zhen Jin's eyes again, the hatred was even stronger.

Zhen Jin was very passive under the serious injury, and did it intentionally, deliberately provoking her to buy time for herself to heal, since she agreed, it was exactly what he wanted, and she was secretly happy, and sat up silently, closed her eyes and used the turning technique to heal her injuries.

Although he was extremely sad and angry in his heart, he was not depressed because of this, he lost the belief in resistance, he was still young, he didn't want to die early, he wanted to live, and he wanted to live more excitingly, at this moment he had to fight for his life.

The exercises he learned, in the Phoenix Mark inheritance, the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, is the best and fastest healing technique, but this spell is used, like self-abuse, setting fire to the body, breaking and then standing, that kind of pain is very bearable, at this time, there is no other way, it is imminent, and it can only use this extreme healing method to heal the wound.

Immediately, without thinking much about it, he quickly used the transfer technique, and the meridians all over his body were like fuses all over the body, and the fire attribute spiritual power flowed endlessly, passing through rapidly, and a phoenix mark suddenly flashed on his forehead, dazzling and tyrannical.

The moment the phoenix mark on his forehead appeared, his whole body exploded, and it was ignited in an instant, and the raging fire burned, and he turned into a burning man in an instant, and made a crackling sound of firewood and grass burning.

This is the burning of flesh and bones like firewood, mixed with his painful roar, extremely tragic, everyone who hears and sees it is shocked, and is shocked that what he is going to do? What kind of magic is this, it is so terrifying, hurting the enemy, do you want to damage your own body first?

Countless questions lingered in everyone's hearts, and a burning man appeared in their shocked eyes, that is, Zhen Jin, who had made an astonishing act at this time, they were stunned, dumbfounded, and their breath was shortened with the flames burning all over his body, panting like a cow, and their hearts were beating wildly.

Zhen Jin was full of flames, crackling sounds, terrifying, looking at his painful expression, and the piercing screams in Gusdi, you can know how painful he is, flames came out of his mouth and nose, whirring, and his eyes burst out of flames, whirring, burning inside and out.

What is even more shocking is that his chest that was most seriously injured, the sound of crackling, is from his chest, the muscles are burned into ashes like pieces of paper, bones and grass like firewood, burst and burn, and then ashes, in the blink of an eye was burned out of a terrifying hole, through the flame coiled through the big hole, the internal organs in the chest cavity are clear at a glance, like oiled internal organs, burning extremely vigorously.

The chest cavity is the hearth, and the internal organs are the burning objects of the hearth.

The most active internal organs are the beating heart, which looks like a peach growing in the left chest, in the chest flame stove, retracting and shrinking, only it keeps beating, indicating that Zhen Jin is still alive!

This kind of pain of burning his body made Zhen Jin feel unbearable, and he almost fainted to death, but he was tenacious and forced to endure himself, and his face was distorted by pain, and in the eyes of outsiders, his fire-breathing head could not see his true face at all, and he could personally understand how painful he was at this time! It was an unbearable shocking pain for ordinary people!

In order not to let himself fall unconscious, he endured it again and again, and diverted his thoughts, allowing his subconscious to ignore the pain, thinking in his heart how despicable and shameless his master Wang Ying was! How he didn't treat his disciples as human beings! How he trampled and trampled on his disciples like playthings!

Under her perfect and hateful face, the blood of the disciple is the source of her happiness, the pain of the disciple is the catalyst of her excitement, and the death of the disciple is a sign of her excitement to the extreme!

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