The veil of eyes that floated towards the black hole without any resistance was suddenly grabbed by a knobly jointed, extraordinarily good-looking hand, and the wide black sleeves were not attracted and pulled by the black hole at all, hanging quietly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man stretched out his hand holding the veil back, and although Bai Yixian couldn't see it, he reached out and took the veil back and tied it back to his eyes.

In the distance, thunder on the horizon, from far to near, a little bit of fusion, from the initial thin as a silver snake to the top of a man's head, it is already as thick as a bowl.

The demon general shouted proudly, but his expression was a little heavy, and he could see that he was also very struggling to chisel out this axe.

Han Youran squinted her eyes, still feeling that her eyeballs were being pulled by the wind, especially the hair that was pulled from the back of her ears and head hit her face like a whip.

Gritting his teeth, he endured the hot pain on his face, and his eyes stared hard, trying to see the end of this battle.

Suddenly, something swept across her scalp, snatching away all the disobedient hair around her face.

At the same time, she felt a gust of wind rise behind her, a different kind of wind from the frenzied wind that had been blowing.

The normal direction of the wind is pulling in front of her, but she feels the wind behind her spin a little.

Han Youran knew that behind her was Fu Xiuyan, and she didn't want to look back in her heart, but her hair was grabbed, and she couldn't help but look back.

Turning his head, he met Fu Xiuyan's eyes, only to see the other party's eyes spinning, the color from light to light, almost instantly, stopped turning, and the ink-like eyes were looking straight at him, and then there was a little bit of a smile in them.

In the distance, in the city gate of the Eastern District, Liu Guangzhu's body fell silently and rotted.

"You ......" Han Youran opened his mouth, and felt that his face was pulled back by the wind, and said with difficulty, "Why are you pulling my hair?"

In a word, the voice was almost cut by the wind.

Fu Xiuyan raised his hand, grabbed Han Youran's hair in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that when the wind stops, you will be swollen into a pig's head, and at such a serious and tense moment, it should be a little embarrassing." ”

Fu Xiuyan's voice also came into Han Youran's ears in bits and pieces.

Just as he wanted to yell at her again, he heard Fu Xiu say, "If you don't turn your head again, the battle will be over." ”

When Han Youran heard this, he didn't care about arguing with him, and hurriedly turned his head to look, although Fu Xiuyan grabbed her hair, he didn't use any force, so Han Youran didn't feel a headache when he made such a big move.

By the time she turned her head, the thick thunderbolt had already smashed down on the man.

Bai Yixian was still standing not far behind the man, and it was also within the range of this thunderous attack, but there was not the slightest panic on her face, she was the same as when she first played, so indifferent, only the veil of her eyes fluttered in the wind behind her head.

The miracle is already all nervous here, and all the hearts are raised in their throats, except for one person, the fat man who lost to Bai Yixian before, Ji Byung-jae!

He stood out in the midst of the crowd of miracles, his face expressionless, but the eyes that were shining betrayed him.

At this moment, he doesn't care about the life or death of those 100 people, nor does he care about Bai Yixian's life or death, no, he cares, he cares about wanting Bai Yixian to die, so that no one will stop him from sleeping with Bai Yizhu's kid!