Chapter 388: Jealousy

Bubble frowned and looked coldly at the door...... Hit the thief's door: "It broke the door of our house, but we didn't sleep at night." The door opened, and he replaced the young lady with a new one. ”

When he was finished, more people came outside the cave and killed each other.

Mu Shuiming: "Cousin, if they don't come to demolish my house, he looks fierce." But the baby had no money, only color, and no color. ”

His fragile voice of life brought dozens of people into a thin line, and a middle-aged man with a murderous face came out too much, this is Ziwen, the father of the purple fish.

Ziwen's eyes were like a knife, swept on three sides, and finally landed on the leaves and opened. If a ferocious person wants to choose a person to eat, he will corrode his teeth and make grooves in his teeth, and then say: "Didn't you kill my son?"?

The bathing baby just wanted to talk to his mouth and shut down urgently, he didn't want his dead man to catch up soon and go home.

Ye Kai stopped his chopsticks and replied I smiled with an evil breath in my mouth, this person is the most powerful person First of all, this is in the past, but not at all, now he said coldly: "It's really like this, killing the little and getting old, it's all so pretended." ”

Purple eyes condensed, and hated roar: "Stinky boy, wear it, I dare to kill Zizi, you are very kind, but, your life has come to an end, share the light, kill him and go home for me Zizi, you are dead, no one can save you, there are two daughters, both dead, boy, you don't dare, I really don't know the courage, say, what do you want to do?"

You sneer. "Of course, both father and son are virtuous. ”

At that time, the foam on the wrist took a gold bracelet from the wrist, like gold, and not him. He handed it to Ye Kai: "This is borrowed, these people are stepping on the wooden planks that I have been mopping uncleanly." If we have to make him well, not only don't go, but compensate my door. ”

By recruiting the baby, "Baby, I'm going into the room." ”

"Alas, this is another treasure, the Spirit Treasure, which is not damaged. Why does this bracelet look familiar?" At this time, Feng's voice sounded again, and the foam bracelet was dazzling.

There must be a magic weapon to protect the leaves from the erosion of the foam. It's not Lingbao, it doesn't matter. More serious than a necklace around a baby's neck. How much can you take if you accept it?

When you opened the bracelet and looked at it with the eyes of a dead phoenix, Ziwen shouted, "Why, when Lao Tzu was playing with you? I went up first for his son, and I wanted him to die in agony." Although the wind of these two girls has always been there, people have been nice for a long time, but they refuse to be your girlfriend with me, so all of you.

His girlfriend is dead again.

"But. ”

Bubble pottery, his main disease, the eldest lady couldn't help but be angry when she heard it. When he wanted to leave, he suddenly picked up a bowl of tomato soup on the table, and the purple on his face disappeared.

"Dead!"

Purple is a half-step, and the strength is not weak. Such blows were easily avoided, and he acted quickly. In the soup bowl, the soup spills out of the bowl.

"You're going to die!"

Despite this, they are holding large bowls almost in one hand, and these people are naturally leaf-open.

After his hand sent the telegram in one place, he was responsible for turning it over and slapping the bottom of the bowl, Ziwen's strong hand was not as strong as the open leaf, the bowl straightened and turned, and then slapped his face, not even a little soup would spill out, it could only come down, Ziwen's face was not all.

He hasn't had time to drink this soup yet?!

"Get out of here. ”

Ye Kai shouted loudly and pressed his hand hard.

Ziwen's half-step innate reality, insanity, resistance to attack, may be futile, the same as Ye Qing of the Yuan Dynasty, and his views are enough to describe as emptiness.

Ye Kaizhi didn't use his soul power, but because of his own ability, he could even fly away from others with a bowl. Later, several people covered his hands. Zicheng seemed to have a huge force pushing away on him. As for reaching out and touching Mota's body, it won't be new, it won't be defeated, it won't even be destroyed. Later, Zicheng called out.

"Let's go!"

"Kill him!"

"Combat ......"

Many of Ziwen have begun to kick and beat, like a tiger pounced on a lamb.

"A song for you!" Oh, a cold leaf, electric shock in the hands of the first person, slapping fingers, pointing at someone, using himself as a bench to hit someone.

Boom, boom...

For a while, the war changed, all the elite brigades, and even some could not fly, a large strand fell on the table, food chopsticks were placed on the ground, the situation was real, and even good.

The ceramic foam bubble standing at the door of the room was not enough for people to retort: "Ye Kai, you pay me!"

Mu Shui: "Cousin, the photo is not bad. ”

Tao Mo's foam said, "Sitting in his pupils for almost a long time, can he still use it?"

When the baby heard this, he nodded and said, "Cousin, will the table compensate him?"

The blade of the knife opened, and he hit others with people, and nodded: "Okay, ladies, sisters, if you don't compensate, the chopsticks will also be compensated, doubled, what do you mean?"

The foam of the pottery made his eyes white. Didn't I say that?"

In this way, Ziwen also understands that people will not flirt and scold because of this. From a dozen people, they couldn't even touch those clothes, they just wanted to score.

It's just that there is purple liquid on his face, and his eyes are too, and he can't see clearly, listening to the yelling, the worst roar: "You hit, hit me, kill this little bastard, give me a hard fight, kill him alive!"

Call him to rub his eyes.

When he called, a loud bang in the room ended. Quiet, no sound.

His eyes were stained with ketchup, and they were so hot that they couldn't open them soon. "Hit me now. Please hit me. He died more than one child. What should I stop and do?"

But I still haven't heard it.

All he could hear was the sound of slippers. He's getting closer to him.

Finally he heard another voice. Bathing baby sounds. She said. My cousin and cousin's figure is really cool. Check it out. My cousin still agreed to marry him. It's a bit of a shame to get married. Such a good cousin is hard to find even if there is a sun. ”

"I wanted to see the bride, but my daughter didn't see him. ”

Listening to these two stories, Haruki Murakami was taken aback. I get it. I had a bad feeling. I hurriedly raised my eyes, opened them, and looked at the leaves that were open in front of me.

There were a lot of people behind him.

They were their people, but now they were filled with stuff like luggage.

Haruki Murakami suddenly changed color from his disguised face. "What do you mean? What did you do?"

The leaves were cool: "Do you think I should go out for a walk?Why is there a fake like you in the purple house??Stupid like a son." Otherwise, spend it with your son.

Haruki Murakami was angry and immediately exploded in his anger. The mandala fist of the purple family is on display. It hits the opening of the leaves at once.

However, the fist was only half a dozen, the leaf opening movement was faster, and the hand was broken.

The mandala fist that pawned him was shattered with the shouts of Signari, and the voice was clear. The whole person was smoking on the ground. Some teeth fell out.

(End of chapter)