Hong Yuan went out with the ticket, his face was pale and his body trembled slightly. Only when the tiger's mouth is full of power, the feeling of being emptied is on his feet! After landing, he kept taking a few steps back and reluctantly stopped.

Zhao Donghan did not take advantage of anything. He was also knocked out of the ticket and landed right next to Zhao Hong, the boy of fate. His face was pale, and his body returned to its original state. The white-haired pigs hanging from their heads shrank their circles.

"No way. How can this... Is it possible? ”

Zhao Donghan stood in front of his father-in-law like a ghost, grief-stricken for Hong. His heart was shaken. Looking at his two planks, his face was in disbelief.

Just last night, she was slapped on the lake under the rockery, and it hurt badly, and the other party's transformation was obviously worse than her own. How could it be enough to keep up with herself just one day after another?

Zhao Donghan could not understand and believe. His face turned paler.

Behind him, Zhao Hong was struggling again, if he was qualified. Here he wailed, shouting hurriedly. It was as if his body was seriously injured and he couldn't take it anymore. He also seemed in a hurry to say something.

"Yes, sir, that's it. Well water of the future. How about not breaking the river? ”

The red-sour taste eases the ups and downs of the body, gives uncomfortable blood, and slowly walks up a few steps, actively speaking and expressing meaning.

Beyond the bamboo forest, the sound of heavy and chaotic footsteps was getting closer. Many of the masters of the devotional classes are holding torches at high speed. If they don't go again, they won't be able to get up under heavy surrounding. Zhao Hong, this fat son, although hateful, did not die until he died. I believe that this time I can give him a memorable lesson. Pay attention to the time. It is estimated that the Blood Bat King's side is approaching, and it is time to retreat.

"Hahaha, well water. Perhaps, don't mention the river water? Let's go, kid, you dream! ”

Zhao Donghan smiled, his face was gloomy, and the white-haired pig hanging on his head was angry again.

"Child, you ...... You're so hard! ”

When Zhao Donghan arrived home, he covered his right hand, shook his body, and spurted a mouthful of blood.

The spirit is destroyed, the ontology is severely damaged.

This heavy blow is not as simple as a serious damage to the vitality force, but directly abandons the foundation of Zhao Donghan!

"Your Excellency, in fact, you were fooled in the first place. You forced me. I've already said it. Why? ”

Hong sighed happily, and in an instant, he came to Zhao Donghan's face and patted his cold hand.

Suddenly, Hong Pain's hand must have taken a picture of Zhao Donghan, leaving a deep handprint, newspaper after newspaper, and a concentrated whip floated out.

Behind him, Zhao Donghan's body trembled, and the problem fell to the ground and died. He looked at the coming day with one eye and slowly closed his eyelids.

It's a trap!

From the beginning, he was wrong. Miss by a mile!

The so-called deception is not to be confused by Hong's pain, but by the trap set by Hong's pain.

The whip attached to Zhao Hong's body like a vine is a deadly killing device!

"No ......"

The dead fat son Zhao Hong screamed and tore his heart and lungs, and ran to Zhao Donghan's body crying and crying.

At this point, he regretted it.

Unfortunately, everyone has to pay for what they do for me. There is no regret pill to take. The uncle's thigh fell, and for the fat son Zhao Hongyi, the sky fell!

Many of the teachers in the Shenghu class ended up washing them with torches. Unfortunately, they were a step late.

After trembling and fear, many of the masters of the Hall of Souls, like mad dogs, searched everywhere to alleviate Hong's pain. Unfortunately, when a hundred soul masters acted together, they could not find any trace of Hong's pain. The pain that floated out, like air, suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace in the corner of the bamboo forest.

The evening breeze before dawn was cold all day.

The wind whipped up dust and leaves. The searcher did not notice a fallen leaf floating in the sky. It floats in the air all the time. It was even drifted by the owners of the mourning hall, and the bamboo forest was getting farther and farther away.

Hong Yuan walked to a dark corner with the help of the cold wind. The Blood Bat King, dressed in black robes, waited a long time to place about ten boxes at his feet.

"Yes, it hurts. We sent it this time. ”

A smile from the Blood Bat King, a rare look, so greedy as he gasped for fresh air. The world of Reiki was bathed in the two variables of the ancient world, and obviously the spirit was more abundant, and in terms of time, the injury seemed to be much better, "The humble room in Nazhen is really cheap, the Saint Forbidden City, in addition to a large number of mysterious stones, this has also found a lot of things. ”

The green light floating in the fallen leaves flashed, and the flood pain finally appeared, "What? Also, old man, how do you use it to make ten boxes? ”

In his bitter heart, the scene of an old winged hand, an old eye, a paw, a wing, and a mouth holding a box couldn't help but laugh alive.

"What is the calculation with your mouth, back then, when Lord Ben was stationed in the forbidden land of the ancient Buddha, he directly opened his mouth and took away most of the treasures that were combined with the forbidden land, that is cool."

After the Blood Bat King dried up, he could tell at a glance that Hong's pain was smiling and he didn't care.

A tremendous pressure suddenly came from afar, and it was written in the voice of the flood moment: "Who? Who are the old friends who came to my Golden Sands Cave? Since he came, it was as if he hadn't been together.

A body shrouded in black mist suddenly appeared in the air, and a huge pressure permeated every corner of Jincheng. It scared the villagers to death and went to worship in the powerful mourning hall, and suddenly, the basalt whirlwind on its body had a faint feeling, imprinting the whole body, the difficulty of blood circulation was not broken, and the limbs were sore and lazy.

"The master of the city, the master of the golden city!"

This jump is not ordinary.

Basalt butler Zhao Donghan shouldn't have dealt with this matter either. Now, even the Sands, the unfathomable owner of the city, is shocked. What do we do?

In the past, all city owners who lived in deep and unpretentious places came out. Will Datong Wood continue to retreat?

Who are the opponents?

Hong Yuan's heart suddenly hung up, and his face stretched a little.

"Don't be nervous. People say it's not us. Jincheng has become a true master. Hurry up, put things away and put them in the square. ”

Bat King moves faster than anyone else. He quickly turned into a bright red man and fell into Hong's agony. He stood up very late. Hurry up, I can't even see Hongyuan clearly. Only the voice echoed in the mind of the latter.

Hongyuan immediately moved out without opening it, and all ten boxes of income came from the dead fat boy Zhao Hongwei.

By chance, after dressing up, Hong quietly came to the square before dawn.

I've been out there for a long time. It was quiet here. After a tiring day, the alchemists either expected me to practice, rejuvenate me, or go to sleep. I didn't stay busy until after dawn.

The day's work begins again.

Zhao Dayou, a big man in a red coat, was busy making a catch-ball hook on the crystal ball. His pain and anguish are gone, but he is not in harmony with others and pretends to be busy.

The structure of the hook and the source of fortune was so profound that from the very beginning, he was not ready to refine it, but to refine gadgets such as handrails and daggers. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.