"What do you think the Heart of the Demon Sword looks like?"

Ye Ranbai asked a sentence that made the three of them unclear.

The old turtle lifted the turtle's head and said arrogantly: "Psychic things are ever-changing, and they are no longer limited to appearance. ”

Ye Dye Bai thoughtfully.

Take out the jade and hold it in your hand:

"Try this."

The old turtle circled around the red jade jian twice and said, "What is this?" ”

The demonic aura is very strong, giving people a very dangerous feeling.

The old tortoise would never admit that it did not recognize it, and attributed it to something strange that the female demon had brought out.

Ye Ran Bai was apprehensive, and he couldn't let people hear it, and said, "What can save him." ”

Could it be that this play is not the heart of the magic sword? Brother really want to burp?

It is said that a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, try it, what if it succeeds?

With an irresponsible attitude, Ye Ranbai completely imagined his brother as the protagonist and began to experiment.

In fact, his heart was very hesitant and complicated, and there were also uneasy thoughts in his mind, but the words spoken by Ye Ranbai's calm body seemed very ruthless:

"There are no guarantees of ...... If you die, we will remember you. ”

Fang Tian complained from nowhere, didn't you just say that you don't have the heart of the magic sword? Besides, how can you still use "try" for your own things? Don't you have a little count in mind? Sure enough, it's a female devil, even if you like it again, the other party will find a new love when she hangs up, listen to this tone......

Seeing that Ye Ranbai was about to stuff the sword idiot with the jade jian, Fang Tian secretly asked Twilight: "Actually, in the middle of the night, Bai and the sword idiot have a grudge, right?" "I ran in to make sure that the person was not dead, and if he was not dead, he would give him a ride.

Twilight didn't reward Fang Tian with a glance.

The red jade sword slowly melted into the mountain and river's chest, and the latter did not breathe heavily.

Fang Tian watched the female devil take out five or six bottles of pills unhurriedly, and carefully identified them, and said to himself: "You are the protagonist, you can't hang it." ”

crushed the brain, turned into pure spiritual energy and transported it into the mouth of the mountain and river, and then took out a bunch of blooming spiritual plants again, and extracted the spiritual energy into his mouth in a very wasteful way......

The old turtle secretly took a few steps away from Ye Dyebai.

The female devil is speeding up the death of the little sword idiot! Wouldn't those things be toxic when they were mixed together!

Of course, Ye Ranbai knew what she was doing now, and she was ready for the worst now, such as the brother burping permanently before the friendship ended.

After feeding, Ye Ranbai muttered: "The first confession that this seat received was yours, and before you carefully investigated, you were ready to make way for future generations, could it be that this seat is going to lose the plot of Bai Yueguang?" Then you are really miserable, because there is no future generation to replace you......"

"If you fall like this, it can only mean that this seat is looking away, you have the treatment of the protagonist but not the life of the protagonist, and this seat has to find a new ......"

"Ahem."

"I don't know, this is all summed up by this seat ......"

"Wake up, wake up!"

The old turtle called faster than Ye Ranbai, and was very excited when he stepped on Shanhezhi's face.

His face was trampled on, and the mountains and rivers who couldn't open his eyes were still at a loss.

Ye Ranbai quickly threw the old turtle away, staring at the half-open mountains and rivers, without any reaction that the public imagined, and there was no trace of the previous irritability.

Like an ordinary person, he said indifferently: "Are you still dead?" ”

I still want to die.,This seat will help you.。。

This was the first thing Ye Ranbai said in the face of the awakened person.