Chapter 448: I can't stand this grievance
Mo Xiaozao didn't wait for a reaction, his slender wrist was held by a big hand, and the position with the bracelet was pinched fiercely. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
A crisp click, accompanied by a falling bracelet.
Not long ago, it was called a unique bracelet, but it was so simple that it could be destroyed, and when it fell to the ground, it was no different from an ordinary bracelet, and the only thing that made her eyes linger was that there were small words on the inside of the bracelet.
"Now you can do that? Let me see, I'll kill you and go back with the magic pen. Wu Gang's voice was peculiarly rough, and it was particularly hideous because of the scars.
"Are you here to be funny?" She really didn't think that Wu Gang in front of her would be like this, simple and popular.
Holding the magic pen in her hand, the spirit is circulating in the magic pen, and the eyes are full of ten thousand styles when she picks up her eyes at will, if it is not too murderous, it will really make people misunderstand who she is.
With a wave, gold was drawn from the magic pen, leaving a deep mark on the ground.
It's really a feeling that I haven't seen for a long time, like using a pen like a Wenqu star. She thought in her heart, naturally she couldn't see the strangeness in her expression, and she didn't know that now she completely showed a reborn temperament.
Unlike the quiet and weak feeling before, the bookish aura was sharp and dazzling with her throws.
"It's really powerful, but I don't know who is more powerful between Wenquxing and me so long ago." As soon as Wu vomited out the blood foam, he held the axe and began to wheel and chop, without any pause.
She estimated that at that time, Cheng Biting Jin, who was determined by the three axes, was no more than that, or not as good as Wu Gang in front of him, every move was done quickly and neatly.
Boom.
The axe smashed the jade on the ground, Wu Gang's hand was pulled by An Xia, and his raised head could see the white of the sky, so he naturally knew that he had been here for a long time.
If it is not over, the god will order him to blame, and he looks at the house with a calm gaze, throws away the axe at will, and begins to recite the technique, and when he puts his hands together, it is a bright golden color.
It's like a star in your hand.
Mo Xiaozao felt that the star was very different, and when it exploded, it would definitely kill her, and even this house would be destroyed, and there would be nothing left.
Throat rolled, clenched his hands, naturally saw the difficulties of others, and used his own flames to barely protect himself, An Xia was not affected, and his long hair danced in the wind.
Naturally, I thought of the magic in my mind, which was one of Wen Quxing's housekeeping skills, and the magic was ignited.
Even though she knew that her divine energy was not enough, she still wanted to play a game, use all her divine energy to use a divine magic point, and then use the ghost qi to assist the word spirit.
After determining what she was going to do, she began to recite her divine magic, reciting incantations that she had never read before and were familiar with, like eating and sleeping.
However, she found that Wen Quxing's last self-determined words turned out to be hehe?
"Huh." When she said this, she didn't know that this modern word had existed so long ago, and it seemed that this must have some meaning, otherwise it would not be used as her own magic language.
Although Mo Xiaozao was curious, he didn't have a chance to look through Wen Quxing's detailed memory, so he could only continue this mantra.
Wu Gang didn't stop his movements because of her movements, the dazzling gold convergence, the shining Guanghan City was like daylight, and he also silently told the existence of Guanghan City, he, Wu Gang was here.
Gold and gold were intertwined, and the house finally couldn't bear it anymore and shattered.
Waves of qi began to emanate from their side, scorching and lethal, and they overturned two streets outside of them before they stopped, but before they could rest, they were swept away by the aura of the impact of the two divine arts.
She reached out and clicked on the spot with a sky-high gold, one after the other, and there were eight of them.
The other magic ball was still like a small ball, and under Wu Gang's go, it flew straight towards her, and the temperature and danger that emanated from it made her heart tighten.
She had to extinguish the ball when it came to her, and she recognized that the ball was the light of the gods in the divine arts, and it was completely condensed by relying on the beliefs below.
Wu Gang will definitely not get more faith than her, and this breath is more pure than the faith she gets.
The beating footsteps stopped, her hand was raised high, and it seemed to fall from the sky to the ground, and the sky-high golden color disappeared in an instant, and each condensed a big hand towards Wu Gang.
The ball came to his face, and under the use of the ghostly energy, the words written by the magic pen were wrapped in black, and under the golden light, they disappeared in one fell swoop.
Mo Xiaozao's eyes widened, how could he forget, ghostly, afraid of the spirit.
I could only watch the spirit rush towards her, but a phantom voice appeared in my mind, Mo Xiaozao.
The body grabbed the ball uncontrollably, and at the moment when Wu Gang was stoned to death by the Ignition Divine Technique, he held the ball in his hand as a toy, crushed the ball, and snorted coldly.
She clearly felt that it was not her, but like an illusion that she had seen that time. It's just that after she regains her memory, shouldn't the phantom be one with her, it is impossible to reappear like this, what the hell is going on?
I felt like I had been deceived again, and subconsciously looked at Anxia.
I wanted to open my mouth to ask what was going on, but at the moment I spoke, my body lost my strength and fell to the ground weakly, and what I could see in front of me was a blue sky, cloudless.
"Algae."
"I'm fine."
"I know it's okay, but your body is not right, you said before that you left me and I didn't think much about it, but just now I obviously felt it, you don't just have your breath on you, have you hidden anything from me?" An Xia grabbed her hand, and that breath didn't feel wrong, it was very similar to Hou Qi's breath.
Mo Xiaozao closed his eyes, did he not tell An Xia anything? It seems that there is indeed one thing that has not been told to Anxia, the wooden man who got the leech spirit that time, she was trapped in the red, and in the end, the red color never disappeared.
She said this sentence and looked at Anxia in front of her.
"Didn't I tell you that the little wooden figure was made by Yanshi? But I should have forgotten to tell you, who the hell is Yanshi? He hesitated for a moment to speak, and did not forget to look at the house that was destroyed by the air wave.
Sure enough, everything I encountered had its own reasons.
And after listening to An Xia's explanation, she knew that Yanshi was called Yanshi, and there was a more familiar name called Houyi, but there was still a story in it.
She happened to have been back here at the time, and she was lucky enough to know the story.
As for telling this story, they can call out Hou Qi to listen to this story together, after all, Hou Qi's father is Hou Yi, and it is not in the affairs of the three clans, and Hou Qi should not know what happened.
"Okay." Mo Xiaozao opened his mouth, and with his eyes closed, he could still think of the red at that time, and it was not clear what this red was.
It's been in her body like a ticking time bomb for so long, and she's about to forget about the existence of this, but I don't know if she's so red and doesn't know if she's thinking like this.
After Hou Qi came, she looked at her who fell to the ground, and she was not surprised why this was the case, but just asked if she wanted to go to sleep in the room.
She realized that the house had been restored to its original state, and she had to admit that the people who built it were really prescient, so that no matter how much damage was done, it didn't need to be repaired, which was a good idea to save money.
The premise is that she doesn't know what it will cost to recover like this.