The super god of the writer's world, Rooney Mei, looked coldly at Yang Guoguo and Li Chouchou in the tearing ratio, "When the Sprinkle family does not exist." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yang Guoguo, you dare to sprinkle the girl. ”

It turned out that Lu Dashen had already accepted Li Chouchou, and the senior sister of the xiaolongbao girl was already one of Lu Dashen's friends, and there was no one.

The little god of the painting world, Mu Jiji, stood behind Lu Ritian, "Sister, what are you still doing in a daze." Mu Jiji was surprised. "Yang Guoguo is going to kill your Ji You. ”

Rooney said indifferently: "There is a sprinkle family, and it will be okay to be ugly." ”

Mu Jiji said: "Yes." ”

Sister Rooney said, "My sister, don't worry. Although there are many women in the Sprinkle family, your position in the heart of the Sprinkle family has never changed, it was, it is, and it will be in the future. No one will surpass you. ”

Lu Dashen's voice has changed, and Mu Jiji can distinguish it. "My sister is finally my sister, not my brother, it's my sister!"

Lu Ritian regained her girlish posture, and swept towards the other three centaur girls with her indifferent eyes, Calcium Supplement, Poison Reis, and Locust Old Evil.

"Withered old locust!" Lu Ritian pointed like a halberd, and slashed towards the old locust beast. Humming, the air is rolling, tearing the void, slashing at the withered old locust.

"Don't give up yet!" the withered old locust let out a long roar, twisted its huge body, and crashed into the aura. "Lu Ritian, there is only one master of mine, locust old evil!, not you, it is difficult to get me, unless you ......"

The aura drawn out by Rooney hit the withered old locust, and the clusters of bristles exploded and burst into the sky, straight like an arrow off the string.

"Unless what?" Rooney touched the ground with her right foot, and a ravine appeared between her and the withered old locust, two feet wide, five feet deep, and more than a hundred feet long.

Like a moat, like a Jedi, the ravine lies between Lu Ritian and the withered old locusts. Feeling the murderous aura rising in Lu Ritian, the withered old locusts couldn't help but be awe-inspiring. "A terrible woman, worthy of being a super god in the writer's world, is a day-to-day existence!" So what, the sincerity of the withered old locust will not change because of the strength of the other party.

Whew! The long tail of the withered old locust stood up like a pillar of heaven. "Let's tear it up!" said the withered old locust angrily. The ground shook, the dust swayed, and the ravine between it and Lu Ritian was filled.

Lu Dashen kicked her Sun Heavenly God boots again and went to visit the withered old locust. I didn't follow it, so I had to use the robbery. Click, click! Every time Rooney took a step, the ground cracked for several feet, and the mud and dust burst out.

The withered old locust has already burrowed into the ground, and the water and underground are its battlefields, and it is like a long dragon, rushing forward. When approaching Sister Rooney, the withered old locust screamed loudly, breaking through the ground, and Pang Li was like an abyss like the sea, coming out of the ground, like thousands of dark arrows shooting at once, fluttering!

"Hmph. Some brute force. When the sprinkler's foot tool is just right. Sister Rooney had a smile in her eyes, stood on one foot, her right leg was slightly bent, and suddenly, the boots of the super god of the writer's world stepped down.

It's easy to step on it casually, but the super god is the super god, and stepping on a person is not like playing. A round glow fell along with Lu Ritian's divine boots. The bumpy and undulating ground suddenly came to a rest, like the surface of the water swept by no wind, flat and silent.

Lu Ritian's left sleeve fluttered, waving towards the sky, breaking through the smoke and dust in the sky. The day is clear, and the wind is smooth.

The withered old grasshopper at the feet of the great god Ran Lu was miserable, its huge body curled up into a ball, unable to twist and bounce, and a layer of the great god's light that was more than a foot thick wrapped the withered old grasshopper and pinched it into a ball.

"Lu Ritian, you can't treat me like this!" the withered old locust roared, but its voice could not penetrate the thick light of the great god, and it was bounced off and crashed into itself.

The withered old locust also knew that his master had no time to take care of him, and it was troublesome enough to deal with the poisonous reis, not to mention the calcium supplement. Time has made the three of them all the way, and they are not good things.

Unwilling to give in, the withered old locust still does not give up. Bang, bang, bang! It slammed into the light of the gods again and again, and the bristles around its neck broke somehow much, some even piercing into its solid flesh.

Lu Ritian captured the withered old locust with the light of the great god and trapped it underground, not leaving.

In the meantime, the owner of the withered old locust, the locust old evil, threw two sharp glances at Lu Ritian, and Lu Nimei waved her hand away, not thinking about it, and not taking it to heart. The locust is too old, Lu Ritian doesn't regard her as an opponent, and neither does the calcium supplement boy and the poisonous reis, they can't pose any threat to Lu Ritian, at least that's what Sister Rooney thinks.

"The withered old locust obeys the sprinkler family. Lu Ritian's voice passed through the divine light and reached the spiritual platform of the withered old locust. Hum, the latter's spiritual platform swayed, almost cracked.

The withered old locust doesn't want to be an idiot, and once the spiritual platform is destroyed, it will be no different from a fool. Brushing and brushing, the thought of the withered old locust suddenly rose, turned into a sharp sword, and slashed sharply towards the voice from Lu Ritian.

A brilliant brilliance burst out, and the villain who was more than an inch tall jumped out, she was no different from Lu Ritian, but it was much smaller. The villain is the consciousness of Sister Rooney.

"Withered old locust, you don't know what to do. The villain said angrily. She swept her arms, swept up in the wind, and roared into the mourning platform of the withered old locust.

"No!"

The withered old locust cried.

Hidden and then revealed, a new tree broke through the ground and grew, and the branches and leaves swayed, covering the spiritual platform.

Hoo la la, hoo la la. The wind blew the branches and leaves, but he couldn't get close to the dead old locust's spiritual platform, "You are alert." The villain laughed.

A devastating aura instantly swept through the sea of knowledge of the withered old grasshopper, and even the new tree that protected the spiritual platform quickly withered, and the fallen leaves fluttered down, the branches cracked, and the bark exploded, no different from a dead tree.

"Don't!" the old grasshopper finally knew to be afraid.

Peng, the dead tree burst open, and it can no longer protect the whole spiritual platform, and the sawdust will dance and eventually disperse.

The villain held the disc in both hands, and the disc exuded a bad aura that made the withered old locust's heart palpitate, diffuse, spread out on its sea of knowledge, and occupy every inch of the corner.

"What do you think of this?" the villain sneered.

"That's ......," the withered old locust remembered. "Corpse plate!" the voice of the withered old locust changed!

The corpse plate, the special beheading platform, was beheaded by it, and there were no living people and fresh things, all of them became dead corpses, so it was called the corpse plate. "How can you hold a corpse disk!" said the withered old locust. "Isn't that hoodoo destroyed!"

Lu Ritian's villain smiled knowingly: "It was destroyed, why did you destroy it?"

The villain took a step and swept towards the spirit platform of the withered old locust, and the evil qi scattered by the corpse disk was like a belt of air, dragging and walking, condensing but not dispersing. Like a life-threatening rope, it was put around the neck of a withered old locust.

"If you ask you one last time, would you like to be a domestic animal of the Sprinkle family. Lu Ritian's knowledge of the body was word-for-word.

The withered old locust is also the sun in his heart, husky, grass, didn't you say that you became your contract beast, how did you drop a notch and become a domestic animal?

"If you don't answer, you're a dead piece of rotten meat. "Lu Dashen's body said coldly.

The villain took the corpse plate he was holding under the guise of it, and a hair-thin aura flew away, like a dense rain pouring on the spirit platform of the withered old locust.

The smoke rose and rose upwards for more than ten feet, and there were many small pits on the spiritual platform of the withered old grasshoppers, which were no longer level.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Lu Dashen's consciousness and patience are about to pass away, and he is about to throw out the corpse plate!

"May I serve you as Lord! I wish I would like to serve you as Lord!" the voice of the withered old locust trembled. "But my former master is not dead. The withered old locust said again.

"What's the trouble with this, just get rid of her. The locust old evil has also been beautiful, but she doesn't go to support the elderly, but she jumps out instead, and she is not afraid of bending her waist. It was her misfortune to meet the Sprinkle family. The Sprinkle family not only wants her contract beast, but also her life. The little man picked up the stone plate with one hand, and slapped the other hand at the upper left corner of the disc, and a cloud of corpse qi gushed out and flowed to the mourning platform of the withered old locust.

"Immovable. Rooney's body warned.

"Yes. "The withered old locust is as quiet as an old dog. Of course, it knows what Lu Ritian is going to do, to brand its spiritual platform with the mark of death, if it is born with a rebellion, and the dead body moves, the withered old locust will turn to ashes and die.

"The old locust trusts you. The villain laughed.

"That's why I choose to be loyal, to be loyal to her......" The withered old locust has not finished speaking, stopped, and it is meaningless to continue, what is the loyalty, it is not a betrayal of the locust now.

The dead air that floated out from the corpse disk was sprinkled on the spiritual platform of the withered old locust, and a word was carved out like a knife, animal!

The heart of the withered old locust is like ashes, and I don't know where to go in the future.

"It's done. "Little humanity. "Stay underground, and let you out when the Sprinkler family destroys your former master. ”

As soon as Rooney's body was revealed, it dissipated as a light smoke, but the corpse remained, hanging above the spirit platform of the withered old locust. It is like a round of the moon, with a bad aura like the moonlight, covering the sea of knowledge of the withered old locusts.

The sea of knowledge of the withered old locust has long since become the Dead Sea, and it cannot regenerate any thoughts, not even the slightest rebellion.

Sister Rooney retracted that wisp of consciousness, and her eyes became misty.

"Sister, hey, old sister!" Mu Jiji shook Lu Dashen's arm. "What are you doing in a daze, what's broken?" Mu Jiji worried.

"My sister. Rooney smiled. "If you have a chance, the Sprinkle family will catch a few more old gods in the painting world and take away their godheads. ”

"Don't!" Mu Jiji immediately refused. "I will climb up on my own, not on your protection. Also, don't be arrogant, I'm also a person in the art world, and you have to think about me!"

"Yes, I am paving the way for you, the path to the Great God. Rooney said.

"My way, I will walk by myself, you don't point fingers. It's annoying!" Mu Jiji said unpleasantly.

"Let's talk about it. Sister Rooney said meaningfully, and did not respond to her sister.

Children know what they do, and you can do whatever adults tell you to do, and I will pave the way for you, straight to the clouds, and you can just sit quietly. Sister Rooney's right arm shook and flicked her sister's hand away.

Teng! Rooney Mei leaned forward, and the Sun Heavenly God Boots shone with endless brilliance, even more dazzling than Rihua. "Locust old evil, you can go in peace. Rooney said softly. When people die empty, everything for you will be taken over by the Sprinkler family.

"Junior, what do you want to do!"

Poison Reiss Fire Road.

His front hooves lifted and slammed into Rooney. The poisonous fire suddenly sprung down, rushing down and rushing towards the super god of the writer's world.

Rooney twisted her body, like a powerful lightning, and broke through the air. Those surging poisonous fires did not attach themselves to Lu Dashen, even a corner of his clothes.

Brush!

Great God Lu waved his hand and threw a piece of great god light, like a golden glow, and swept towards Poison Reis. "You old thing, Armstrong's Boomroof cannons can't be used, and you're still alive. Rooney smiled.

"Bastard!"

How could Poison Reis ever suffer such anger? Isn't his name as a poisonous son in vain?

Poisonous arrows burst out one after another, like a dense stone suddenly erupting, and like locusts crossing the border, all of them bombarded the super gods of the writers' world.

"Woman, how dare you tear up my friend!" said the calcium supplement. "I'm not done with you. With a move of his right hand, a bone spear spun upside down and fell into his hand.

Grabbing the stone spear, the calcium-replenishing boy stabbed sharply at Sister Rooney.

If there were three longs and two shorts, he would not survive in the world. The friend is his life, the friend is born, and he lives. When your friend dies, he dies.

The shadow of the spear is like a canopy, hanging upside down, and the uncles, aunts, and centaur girls below all feel depressed, their chests are like blockages, and it is difficult to get out of a bad breath.

Rooney responded with her fists to the two centaur men. The fist wind rises suddenly, the wind and sand are pervasive, and the sun and the moon are covered together. The sound of Lu Dashen's Sun Heavenly God Fist was amazing, and the light of the great god dissolved into the fist wind and swirled out together.

Whether it was the poisonous arrows falling from the sky or the thousands of spear shadows, they were all blown and broken by the raging fist wind, crackling and exploding, turning into flowing fire, and rushing in all directions.

The old locust pursed his mouth, and he didn't know what to say. There is a way of a thousand words, it is better to roll up chuang.

1. (silenced) enmity.

When we meet again, the old locust has already forgiven Poison Reis, and how deep the hatred is, how heavy the love is. "Sister Rooney, damn junior!" said the old locust evilly. Her contract beast was also captured by Lu Ritian, which made the locust old evil not hate.

Hate and hatred, the locust old evil murderous heart flourished again, showed his true body, and turned into a human horse mother. However, the true body of the locust is very young and more energetic. And Yan is a little bit stronger, and the young man Ma Niang present is not as beautiful as the locust old evil, and she lives up to her reputation when she was young.

When she was young, she was known as Xiao Dongxi, with both beauty and strength.

"Oh my God, I'm not as pretty as the old woman!" some centaur began to complain.

"I and the rest of the horses advocate biceps, back muscles, and tendon meat, but they are not as good as the old woman who is about to die?"

"Old locust, damn it!"

"Write in a whisper, so that she may not be heard. ”

The centaur girls whispered, even the xiaolongbao girl was attracted by the true body of the locust old evil, "The locust old evil predecessor was so beautiful when she was young, no wonder Poison Reis is not gao Ji wants to stay with her." ”

The little long bag girl knew that the locust old evil would not last long.

"What are you looking at!" said Shu Xiaomei, who was sitting on the back of a big grass horse, angrily. She found that Shangguan Ba's gaze drifted to the old locust evil when she was young, and she couldn't move away. Shu Xiaomei was secretly jealous, and slapped Shangguan Ba with one palm.

Shangguan Ba shook his shoulder, and a ball of vindictive energy bounced away, counteracting the palm force of Shu Xiaomei's slap. "Oh, the old man suddenly found that the muscular-free centaur mother is also very beautiful!"

The overlord is tempted again, and his taste has changed.

Shu Xiaomei was so angry that she couldn't speak, and she wanted to kill Shangguan Ba, but she couldn't.

The leader of the South Road Uncle, the male Wumida Buddha smiled: "Master, I told you a long time ago, the centaur mother is very good, you know ......"

The leader of the North Road Uncle, Bei Nose also said: "Shangguan Ba, you should have gone with us to try a novel experience, maybe you will know the taste." ”

Three of the four uncles began to comment on the young locust old evil, I can't wait to pull her over, watch carefully, everyone had better be honest with each other, clothes or something, completely redundant! )