Chapter 394: Heavenly Pavilion

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The post is shown by the post of hatred

The knife that sealed the hatred of Qiu Xue Ye Zixuan flashed in the cold wind with a bloodthirsty aura.

"Ye Zixuan, you are really strong enough." Gram shows the reason

Ke Bu Leng Nuo and my white fox spit out a mouthful of blood, his pretty face became more poignant and cold, and then pulled out a knife: "It's just that you are destined not to kill me tonight, on the contrary, you will die here." ”

Looking at the confident and proud face of the white fox, Ye Zixuan did not appear panicked and dignified, and breathed deeply, a kind of extremely quiet spiritual sense, sealing the enemy

The white fox, the enemy owner of the ball, spit out a mouthful of blood, his pretty face became more poignant and cold, and then pulled out a knife: "It's just that you are destined not to kill me tonight, on the contrary, you will die here." ”

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