Jing Ling smiled, and shook his head helplessly to look at Li Xianxian, who was about to summon the flying bird: "Don't bother, just a few people, the two of them are angry, if you don't let them lose their anger, these people will probably be even worse in a while!" If you don't say you're dead, you might not even have a whole corpse left! ”

"Oh, well!" Li Xianxian was well-behaved, and withdrew his hands when he heard the words.

Then he looked at Wei Wujin who was wielding the big knife with an appreciative expression, the big knife seemed to be alive in his hand, as majestic as Wei Wujin. With each swing, several people soar into the air and then fall heavily.

"Although Wei Wujin is not a saint......

Chapter 100 of "The Pageant of Beauty" The bottom line is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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