The embarrassment is very abnormal, if Xue Yi's strength is not good, at least the two in front of him are obviously not of good grade. There was no non-stop running for a day, and the meridians were already overwhelmed, and at this time, the meridians that should have been circulating every day were rushing into the head, which was also a normal thing.

The little bee was annoyed and angry when she saw Xue Yi, even if she was tied to the bee in terms of strength, it was not as good as Xue Yi's finger, and she didn't care about anything else, so she pulled the big bee standing next to her and was about to run.

But who knew that he heard a pop behind him, stopped and looked back, Xue Yi was already a dog gnawing a piece of, and he didn't know which pile to gnaw......

"I won't help you, and you don't have to send it. It's a long way home, so you can keep a snack on the road. Reality is too cruel to you, choose to live in the story in the next life. Goodbye!" said the little bee and disappeared into the night with the big bee......

Xue Yi struggled for a long time, but he couldn't sit up, like the most evil nightmare in the dark, he couldn't shake it off or get out.

After several efforts, I barely sat up, but found that it was the time of my dream again.

The shroud of the night is boundless, and everything that was familiar in the past is not clear and incomprehensible at this time, and it is full of depression everywhere, and there is a feeling of breathlessness.

Now it's not about the size of the strength, the mosquitoes are still tired of the horse.

Xue Yi sat quietly until dawn.

The frost was like a blanket and gently covered a layer, and at this time, Xue Yi could see a trace of vitality in his eyes that had been open and never closed, and the rest seemed to be no longer real.

As the morning sun gradually rose, Xue Yi's eyes took on black and white, and the black in his left eye was so hollow that it seemed that only boundless darkness could be seen through it. The whiteness of the right eye is not noble, but a kind of demon.

It's hard to imagine what will become in the next moment when something good is placed inside.

Xue Yi stood up, the thin blanket fell silently, a light step, it was just a step, Xue Yi had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the two afterimages, one black and one white, I don't know where to look......

The man in white never knew what politeness was, and after watching Xue Yi move towards the goal, he turned to the man in black who was kneeling beside him and said, "What makes you so humble, let me kill you!"

When the man in black heard this, he felt a wave of disgust in his heart. It's not that you can't go wild, but you have to wait and see when the time comes! There's nothing wrong with paying attention to the number of ways to do things.

Just when the man in black wanted to refute, there was a change in the deep stream, and the bursts of purple qi gradually became rich from thin to thick, and then began to churn and stir constantly.

The ordinary people kneeling on the ground don't care who is standing or chasing whom, as long as it does not involve vital interests, they don't bother to pay attention to anything.

However, when they saw the powerful purple air currents that they had never seen before, everyone seemed a little restless, and some of the children seemed to be fed up with the adults pressing their heads, and wanted to stand up and see what was going on.

It's just that no one will allow them to do this, and they are not afraid of being carried away by great blessings at a young age?

Zhao Bufan also knelt on the ground, but his hands were folded but he didn't touch the ground with his head. As the crown prince, the king's spirit is just a passerby, and more importantly, the safety of his father and emperor can be guaranteed.

Ye Zangguang knelt on the ground, Wanmin knelt, and he had no reason not to kneel. The reason why there is an unprecedented kingly spirit may be inextricably linked to the kneeling of the people.

Looking at everything in front of him, the man in white was inexplicably excited, because he had already sensed the strength of this qi.

Tolerance is omnipotent, no one knows what this purple qi contains, like something across a layer, you can feel it but you can't feel it clearly.

The man in white was ready to go inside to find out, always convinced that no one present could stop him from doing anything.

A ray of white light burst out, and a wide range of surrounding qi appeared. The people who were closer to the place of the incident were all able-bodied, otherwise they would not have been able to squeeze into the most advantageous position. But how do they know that this has also become their lifeline.

The air flow is generally layered, and there is no turnback or wide relative flow even in the case of strong winds. It is like a tree that is blown down by the wind is uprooted, and there is no time when the east side is half cut and the west side is half cut off.

But today is destined to be a day that will be recorded in the history of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and strange things and unimaginable things are staged one after another.

Except for a few cultivators within a radius of dozens of zhang around the man in white, all the people were spared.

When the head leaves the body, you can even see the body being torn apart again.

A person's despair is best in the corner, that is a good place to sink, the sky and the earth are everywhere to give people hope to live and the courage to live. However, when despair is linked beyond a certain limit, the spread has become an unstoppable trend.

The blood-colored flower rolled on the ground without any scruples, and those who saw it seemed to be bewildered by the sight in front of them, stupidly waiting for the same ending that belonged to them.

The white light in the air became more and more dazzling, in stark contrast to the blood red below. Left but don't care, such a person may be destined to hover in the big right and wrong.

The dazzling purple qi is right in front of him, just like a thirsty person who sees the elixir and doesn't taste it, who can he be worthy of?

Nearby, another white light stood in front of him, just in front of the purple qi. The man in white roared loudly like a child who had been snatched candy from his hands, not like a human voice, but sharp and unusual like some unknown bird.

In front of the man in white was Shangguan Yanran, although she was a woman, but when it came to strength, she was definitely one of the best among the people around Ye Zangguang, and it was a good choice for her to fight the first battle.

"Don't make such nondescript noises, I don't understand. If you can still speak human words, report your name first. ”

The reason why the man in white is like this is just to want the reluctance in his heart, as for who is blocking him, what strength, and how disrespectful he is, he doesn't bother to think about it at all, because he doesn't believe that anyone can stop his pace.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it was silvery white, and the man in white smiled evilly: "This is the artistic conception you are talking about, hahahaha, some tricks are better to disappear as quickly as possible in front of this king, otherwise, you can't bear the consequences!"

Shangguan Yanran didn't bother to talk to this kind of arrogant person anymore, and countless incomparable ice picks flashed with cold light and gradually condensed in all directions......

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