Montenegro finally fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of his head, which was covered by a cloak, and he was visibly extremely bad. lā

was seriously injured, the third son and the boy secretly wrestled, and their hearts were greatly damaged; Black Mountain fell to the ground, the snow fell unconscious, and the little wolf could not move; The only ones that are intact are the little monk Huizhi and Niuniu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of the unfathomable boy, the two of them are simply nothing.

Death is inevitable, unless a miracle occurs.

When the boy stepped forward and was about to walk towards the place where the snow fell, Mo Jiu actually blocked him with a horizontal spear.

"Looking for death?" The boy shouted angrily, and Li Yuanqi and Old Eunuch Xu behind him also stared at Mo Jiu with cold eyes, ready to strike at any time.

"There are many people who want me to die, not one of you! Ben Shengzi just wants to ask, is the original agreement valid? ”

The immortal killing spear was raised horizontally, and the corners of Mo Jiu's mouth, whose face was like that of a stunning woman, squirmed, and he asked very seriously.

He knew very well that after the boy cleaned up a few people in Montenegro, the ending between him and the Wu sisters was the same as that of a few people in Montenegro.

Even if there is a real fight, I believe that the little monk will not slap him in the back, because they have a common enemy.

"When did the agreement come into effect? It's just that the lich is whimsical, and I really think that by providing the whereabouts of a few wolf demons and the identity of the demon star, I can get Anxi City, which is purely delusional! ”

Li Yuanqi took a diagonal step and said arrogantly to the Wu sisters, then his voice changed, and he looked at Wu Lan and continued:

"Put your heart in your belly, I won't kill you, after all, you are your father's woman!"

Demon Jiu made a move, and the immortal killing spear stretched straight forward, like the sun and the moon, and stabbed at the boy unstoppable.

The boy shook his head, with a sneer in his eyes, Li Yuanqi took out his sword in a comprehension and stood with Mo Jiu.

Old Eunuch Xu naturally would not be idle, and his loose hair stood up again, like a barb in the glacier, blocking in front of the Wu sisters and taking the lead.

The boy seemed to be very satisfied with this situation, and with his little hand in his hand, he walked towards the black mountain with a square step.

Black Mountain, who fell to the ground, struggled to sit up, but did not succeed, blood dripping from the cloaked skull again, and his body trembled like the end of a strong crossbow.

The boy did not cross the Black Mountain, and would not have appeared in front of Snow Fall and the little wolf.

Because the little monk Huizhi appeared in front of Montenegro.

"I don't want to eat you yet, so don't kill yourself!"

The boy pouted and said arrogantly.

"The boss said that human flesh is stinky, so it is not recommended to eat it raw, it has to be cooked before eating! If you want to kill them, first step over the monk's corpse! ”

The little monk Huizhi stood there and said, surprisingly calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, all the resistance in front of this seat is superfluous!"

The boy's eyes flashed with anger, and he raised his hand and stretched out a finger, like a meteor that pierced the night, and the monk Huizhi fell in an arc like a kite with a broken string.

The power of the saint's finger is terrifying.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, the monk is not ready, you fucking will make a move, you deserve to be a real villain!"

The little monk Huizhi got up, coughed up a mouthful of blood, stood in front of the boy again, and scolded loudly, but still did not make a move.

"Hmph, it's useless to be strong, with your early stage of Nirvana, you can stand up again, this seat is still very pleased! Rest assured, when eating you, this seat will definitely chew slowly and not waste a trace! ”

The boy still spoke arrogantly, like a god on high, looking at the fragile creature with pity, without a trace of pity.

The little monk Huizhi did not reply, because he had fallen backwards silently.

"I can't help myself!"

The corners of the boy's mouth were full of sneers, and his arrogant tone was full of disdain, and he stepped over the body of the little monk Huizhi and walked towards the black mountain.

Niuniu showed a look of fear, cried loudly, pulled out the corners of Montenegro's clothes with two tender hands, and said with a crying voice:

"Hurry up, hurry up, the bad guy is coming, wow, leave my brother, where are you, Niuniu is so scared!"

"Scream, shout, the fear before death is the most mellow liquor in the world, every time I hear it, I will be intoxicated with this seat!"

The boy's eyes showed a maturity that was not consistent with his appearance, as if he had smelled the most mellow liquor in the world, revealing an intoxicated appearance.

At this moment, he was extremely happy, as if he had found a long-lost feeling, the proud divine light actually emitted from behind him, and in the slight trembling of his body, the boy was gradually growing up.

He crossed the black mountain without hindrance, did not stop, and walked straight to the snowfall, a small white hand grasped it, and the corners of his eyes were already blooming.

Niuniu's eyes showed fear and cried in despair, as if she had encountered the saddest thing.

A loud noise came out, and the entire mountain col trembled inexplicably like a dragon turning over.

What was originally a vague sky suddenly became clear, the stars twinkling, the crescent moon hung high, and even wild birds flew through the sky.

"Presumptuous, who dares to do things badly, do you want to die?"

The boy's little hand had already touched the placket of the snowfall's clothes, but he had to stand up, and said angrily, and the glowing picture of the rivers and mountains fell from the sky.

A crack appeared in the center of the map of the Jiangshan Society, because there was light shining through.

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, the garlic in front of the house hasn't grown yet, and the wheat in the afternoon hasn't been fertilized yet, so I really can't die!"

Dressed as a farmer, with a hat around his neck and a hoe in his hand, he couldn't be in front of the boy when the simple farmer appeared, and said helplessly, his voice was pertinent.

A red light fell on Montenegro's shoulder without any scruples, and Xiaobao, who had disappeared for a long time, finally appeared, and pills appeared in Montenegro's hand as if they didn't want money.

Montenegro picked a few and sent them to his mouth without hesitation, and the rest of the land was not moved.

The boy took back the map of the country, and his little white hands did not try to grasp the snow again, but looked at the farmer, pouted, and asked proudly:

"Since you don't want to die, why do you want to appear, is it impossible to be in the air?"

But there was no mention of the damage to the map of the country.

"It's just a favor!"

The farmer replied honestly, and took a step forward, without the slightest concession.

"I heard your pickaxe is hard!"

The boy smiled and took the same step forward, and the Heavenly Witch Order, which was held tightly in his hand, suddenly regained his freedom and flew towards the third son.

As if he had been pardoned, the third son leaned back and fainted in the gushing blood.

The farmer raised his hand and touched a pickaxe, looked at the boy and replied honestly:

"It's a farming style, but it's definitely harder than yours!"