The strange methods of the iron people made Zhang Le very shocked, no wonder the remnant souls who took care of him could live for so long, it was because they had the evil skills to sacrifice others and fulfill themselves.

Compared with the strength of Xihaizhou, they have to play two or two cups of children's son's handwriting in Donghaizhou to mine rare minerals and gold, and provide devouring resources for the supreme magic weapon.

"Crackle!"

“#...？” Step Li Shangzi forehead out of the black line, helplessly shook his head, and spoke; "No... No. ”

In fact, Fei said cautiously, after all, the black-clothed people in front of him were unfathomable, and they could see through their soul combination with a single handwriting.

"These are the people you're looking for?" Li's son, Pinghe, couldn't help but speak.

The darkness descended suddenly like a devil's handwriting, enveloping the entire jungle in an instant, and in the midst of lightning and thunder, two or two people intertwined with each other in one handwriting, like the lingering old tree, in the storm, the intricacies came and went tighter and tighter.

"Hmph, don't call me Lianlian, I'm just going to repay your non-killing feelings." The thorn demon suddenly appeared in front of Li Mineral's eyes.

Then the face, the one who gave the order, would be grateful to Dade's envoy and give most of the resources to the envoy. But Lijiang's polite words made the members of the Rou family shocked.

"Master Zhang, what's going on?"

The senior brother seemed to faintly feel the slightest uneasiness in the handwriting, and said; "Don't do it for the time being, this incident is extremely strange at this moment, and you also know the power of the extraterritorial thunder, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, I'm afraid something big is going to happen. Don't you think it's strange that the wolf clan of the Wind Realm outside the domain is actually hiding in our realm? ”

And the two or two guards at the city gate who spoke on face only smiled in handwriting, and did not have the worry of losing a single handwriting. They immediately used the information card to save face and pass on some information to the upper sub-level.

Since Zhang Le obtained the son of Feng Lingzhu's daughter, she can no longer find the technique to lock Zhang Le's whereabouts, and she has long known that the handwriting of Dao Lin Muka is monitoring Zhang Le.

Zhang Le used the power of the soul to have two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and it was not clear that Zhang Like's children's son had reached the twelfth level of spiritual power, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and two cups of children's son's handwriting, as long as it reached the sixteenth level, it could be called a 'divine mind and one handwriting' effect.

"What? The blank cards that can be supplied to the iron ore patriarchal are not qualified for a one-sided face? That king has wealth, right? Yours is really too talented, people come and go, escort them to me, check the method according to the regular procedure, put them on death row, and execute them on a certain day, from this moment, this Luoyun City is under the management of the Zhang family, and those government guards who have been seriously saddened, and they are removed from their positions and go home to farm. ”

"Report! I found out. ”

Zhang Le and the middle-aged man's son in black looked at each other in one handwriting, and the two of them were suddenly shocked, as if there was a slight connection between the handwriting, but they couldn't say what it felt like to come and go.

The overseer, who had been severely saddened, whimpered after saying this.

"No, if I take you with me, it will attract the attention of my father, my father is also a vicious person, there are many people who have died at their hands, your best place is to stay here honestly, there is a place to rest in this canteen, you think that you can help them beat the executioners for the future."

The intermediate-level card face machine mecha was actually pierced by fangs through four blood holes, and blood overflowed, and the people who fell to the ground, seeing their sad words, bleed, and stopped in an instant, and the ghost daughter cried wolf and roared.

Shu thought that the tea that refreshed people's hearts and spleens for the cold, and gently sipped a handwriting and spoken, and his eyes never forgot to stare at Luo Zhang Le, which made Zhang Le feel extremely uncomfortable in his handwriting.

Perhaps the unyielding one-handwriting grain is not known to be the way of this kind of spiritual power, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and one's own soul power two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and one's own soul power two or two cups of children's son's handwriting is easier to absorb.

Zhang Le's ears trembled, and the powerful soul power was two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and they immediately knew what they had to do, and their fingers were tightly clenched, and the handwriting stock market was angry, and the murderous aura of the children above the top was hidden in their hearts.

"I still treat you as my master in vain, why do your children treat me like this?"

The bald old man couldn't help it, spit out a lot of blood, and panted; "Yours still don't look like my daughter?"

The attack method of the soul thought fell, and it was naturally their anti-heaven upper sub-killing weapon, but now they can't release it at will to explore the handwriting here, which is different from Donghaizhou, but it is also full of true qi and spiritual power, two cups of children's sons, two cups of children's sons, and two cups of children's sons.

"If you don't want to die, you can do it, become my soul slave."

They only now realized that Zhang Le could have suppressed them a long time ago for the purpose of using the 'Divine Mind Handwriting', but they didn't know that Zhang Le was also timid about them. In fact, the face is that Zhang Le is difficult to meet opponents, and the steel people are just Zhang Le's accompanying practice.

“#&！” Zhang Le's head came out of the black line, and they were completely messy in the wind. They felt that they had to have two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and some movements, as if the overnight meal in their stomachs was about to roll eggs out. They looked at the unyielding handwriting with gloomy faces, and said helplessly; "This is what you call the handwriting of the sons of the Han people? Your good bro? ”

The boss frowned, seemed embarrassed, and said helplessly; "Twenty cards of face coins are written in one word."

Zhang Le's brows were furrowed, his anger was suppressed, and he asked the little white wolf in a soft voice; "Xiaopi, as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry, tell me what happened to you."

(End of chapter)