readx; The air flow that Ci Xiongren roared out rushed away the flying butterflies, and hundreds of flying butterflies were shattered and died in the powerful qi storm. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The two branches of apricot blossoms, emitting a strong red glow in the air, drive flocks of colorful butterflies to fly, and still impact on Cixiongren.

Ci Xiongren thought that if he continued like this, he would not be killed by the colorful butterflies, but he would also die of exhaustion, and howled casually: "Who cares about the three autumns of falling leaves." ”

Ci Xiongren's gist is that he is an outdated daylily! Ah! No! No! It has long been not a woman's flower, and it is not easy to pick flowers, oh! The old body is still a half-woman, and there are flowers to pick! Flying butterflies can't be picked together, so can they be eaten!

A pomegranate flower, has sensed the owner's angry mentality, right wow! This is a cold daylily, the female wind is no longer many, the male is difficult to continue, and people are not like people, it is the true portrayal of male and female people!

A group of colorful butterflies, waiting for the yellow flowers that are still coming to pick, are about to wither!

No, the flowers and branches are decaying, the yellow leaves are falling, and in the cold three autumn years, is it possible that there are still flying butterflies!

A pomegranate flower released a cold air current, causing a cold cyclone nest, overwhelmingly attacking, in order to save the owner's life, it is already exhaustive!

A group of colorful butterflies, attacked by a cold snap, and died a lot, so they turned their wings together and flew away!

A pomegranate flower finally solved another major crisis for the owner and saved Cixiongren's life.

Ci Xiongren passed by the god of death, and then, he felt relieved in his heart, and at the moment of danger, Feihua tried his best to pull himself and escaped the presence of death.

Zhang Huimei didn't want to let go of this yin and yang person, the two apricot blossoms just couldn't be killed, even if they were ashamed to die, they would be ashamed to die, she said sharply: "No one can see the living color." ”

"Hum!" "Hum!" "Hum!" When Ci Xiongren heard this, his head swelled and a beep sounded, his blood was in vain, his chest was stuffy and swollen, and his heart rhythm was disordered.

"Boom!", Ci Xiongren finally couldn't support it anymore, and his body exploded, rubbing his feet a few times, and he died under the wall on the spot.

"Whew!" a pomegranate flower, flying aimlessly, a flower shadow rushed out of Mount Tai, and disappeared into the vast wilderness in a flash.

You said, did Ci Xiongren be killed by two branches of apricot blossoms, it doesn't look like wow! So, how did you braid!

It turns out that when Ci Xiongren heard that no one looked at him, yes! He was originally a beautiful lady with a living color, but he suffered the bad luck of cutting the breast peak, and the two treasures on his body were removed together, so there was no such thing as a battle! What is the meaning of living?

Imagine it! There are many men who even fall under their pomegranate skirts, and there is no longer a straight and soft *, and it has become a flat airfield, and the two fragrant buns are empty! Who will favor them.

Besides, if a * is castrated, then even women will abandon it, so that men ignore it, women don't pay attention, how can they live, they become a waste person when they live, not a dead person, come to a complete liberation, Ci Xiongren can't withstand the heavy blow of shame and anger, his head is congested, his chest bursts open, and he falls to the ground, and he finishes his yin and yang life, drawing a bloody end to his life of sin.

Besides, Ling Feng was chasing and killing the people of the Pomegranate Flower Gate, and the head of the Red Flower Society returned to the base, and hurriedly stepped forward to intercept it.

As soon as Ling Feng saw an old man with white eyebrows rushing up, he looked like he was fifty years old, with a childish face, a clear face and bones, and he was white and fat, and he was an old guy with excellent skill and energy.

Guiji hurriedly scolded: "Xiao Qingtou, even if you have profound skills, you will chase and kill the people of the Red Flower Society, look at the palm!"

Gui Ji hurriedly shook his hand and slapped a palm, and the red mangs rolled in circles, rushing out a series of fireballs, throwing them towards Ling Feng one after another, no less than hundreds.

"Snort!" "Sss

Ling Feng also shouted: "Old boy, it's good to come! Eliminate all evil, everyone in the beggar gang must follow it, this is the principle of this gang, and there must be no wavering." ”

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and slapped his palm, a cloud of red light rolled up and flared brightly, and the wind was strong and strong, hitting the rolling fireball.

"Shhh

"Bang Bang!" "Bang Bang!" "Bang Bang!" The red mangs and the fireball struck, and a stream of flames shot straight into the sky, burning the temperature to more than 100 degrees Celsius, and the air smelled scorching and dry, and a stream of fire poured to the ground, roasting the earth hot and spewing fire, and the steam of rivers, lakes and seas rose.

Gui Ji felt the pain in his arm like a crack in the bone, and he lifted it again, as if it was sinking like a thousand pounds, and he gritted his teeth and stretched it out.

Gui Ji thought about the good guy, how young people have a body of supercurrent energy, and they will know it after a try, it seems that the other party's little green head is the rumored outsider in the rivers and lakes - Ling Feng, the big nemesis of the Red Flower Society, even killed Feng Motou and Chi Tuyan, and then defeated Yin Xian, the flower master of the Red Flower Society.

This time, hmph! People from the outside world are bumped into by themselves, and they will never have good fruits to eat, so they will not be able to eat and walk around, and after a try, it is nothing more than that! It is a little lower than himself, although his own arm is raised as if he is lifting a stone, but Ling Feng is not much better.

Sure enough, Ling Feng and Gui Ji slapped each other, and it was also as if the arm bones were shattered, and the pain came in bursts.

Ling Feng looked at the old boy with his eyes, he was also grinning, his face was constantly shaking as if he was twitching, it could be seen that he also had a sense of soreness.

Although Ling Feng is not as deep as the return to the foundation, however, he has even combined with Zhang Huimei and has a Xuanming Divine Skill, he estimates that the other party will not have a moment and a half, and if he does not adjust his skills and recover his powerful energy, he will not dare to attack lightly.

Ling Feng adjusted his power and quickly collected the Netherworld Demon Skill that the opponent had struck over into his dantian, running around his body for nine weeks, fusing with the Xuanming Divine Skill, and entering the bloodline to absorb his own energy.

The pain in Ling Feng's arm was immediately resolved, on the contrary, his skill had improved, and he had benefited a lot, waiting for the other party to recover his strength and energy, and then he would take the move.

Ling Feng is not in a hurry to make a move to fight back, first find out the details of the other party, and then strike a heavy blow, he does not fight uncertain battles, and strives to know himself and the enemy, in order to survive a hundred battles, this is the experience summed up in the long-term fierce battle against the demons.