"Boom!" The huge explosion, the terrifying storm that almost swept the heavens and the earth, was cut straight and dissipated in an instant. {新匕匕奇Chinese novel}

After three breaths, it was reunited!

In this time, the shield has been repaired and closed!

The storm raged outside the protective shield, flying sand and rocks, but it could no longer take a step beyond the thunder pool.

It's so strong!

The people in the city watched this scene in shock.

Jun Yunqing raised his head and looked at the man who was suspended high in the air, the sleeves of his robe were flying, and the domineering man was shocked and proud, and his heart was already wolfed.

Whoa! My man is so handsome! Beauty is dead!

When the Northern Stygian stood in front of her, Jun Yunqing pounced without saying a word, "Ahhhh Ah Ying, why are you so handsome! I have a sense of crisis! ”

There is no need to look back, Jun Yunqing can feel that the hot eyes in the city are all coveting her family A Ying!

"I really want to dig a pit and bury you......" Jun Yunqing muttered.

The Northern Stygian raised his eyebrows slightly, digging a pit to bury him? Is this a new way of showing your heart?

“…… So no one can see you! ”

The Northern Stygian chuckled, and he asked, "What about you?" ”

"Of course I'm buried in the pit with you! So you're mine alone! ”

Is life the same and death the same cave? The Northern Shadow automatically translated Jun Yunqing's words, and his deep and cold eyes instantly became extremely soft.

"Your Majesty." Bloodkill and the others greeted him.

Only then did he notice the iconic blood-colored armor on the blood killing and others, as well as the bloody aura that lingered around his body, and the general guarding the door flashed in his mind, and instantly gasped: "Northern Stygian!" He's the Northern Stygian! ”

Eastern Heaven, Shura Ghost Emperor, Northern Styx?! That god-killer?!

Oh, my God! He actually locked him out of the protective shield?!

Seeing the Northern Styx and his party leave, the general guarding the door was in a cold sweat, palpitating and glad that he had picked up a life.

The Northern Stygian and his party walked slowly down the straight road in the city.

The people here seem to have become accustomed to the unpredictable weather in the desert, and the black tornado does not cause any panic, and it is better to do whatever you have to do.

Knowing that there is a protective shield in the way, the outside mysteries are not afraid, and the atmosphere in the city is quite stable.

Blood Kill and the others quickly got a place to live, he bought a courtyard that covered a wide area, because of the generous shot, the owner of the house simply moved away with people immediately, leaving an empty courtyard, and the group immediately moved in.

Then Jun Yunqing discovered the magical attribute of killing them with blood.

This group of Shura blood guards turned out to be decathlon.

Seeing this group of majestic and high-spirited real men busy in the kitchen, and quickly made a table of colorful and fragrant meals, the corners of Jun Yunqing's mouth twitched, feeling that her self-esteem as a woman was deeply hurt.

God knows that no matter in her previous life or in this life, she will not be able to cook at all. In addition to the roast on fire...... Of course, if that's also cooking.

A man is so capable, he simply doesn't give a woman like her a way to live!

OK...... She has found someone to take over, and she is not afraid of unsalable.

Jun Yunqing thought about it and was relieved again.

The news of the arrival of the Northern Styx can't hide from those forces, and the slash outside the city gate is bright, and I don't know how many people's eyes have been blinded.

As soon as everyone had decided on their addresses, someone came to visit.

It was the city lord of Shuocheng who came, he was ruthless enough, and he directly slaughtered his unfortunate third son, and brought the corpse to the door to apologize.

Subsequently, the Western Wilderness Divine Palace, Hanging Immortal Mountain, Xuanji Pavilion, etc., also sent people to visit.

Only then did Jun Yunqing know that this city was the only one above the extreme western desert, so the mysteries who came to the extreme western desert were all concentrated here.

The weather in the deserts of the far west is strange, with surprisingly hot days and temperatures that can drop to minus a few degrees at night.

Although those who have cultivated to a high level are not afraid of the cold, the demon beasts in the extreme desert in the extreme west are extremely difficult to mess with at night, and no one wants to sleep in the desert unless they are forced to do so.

"A few days ago, the people in the city knew the news that the black tornado was coming, and the people almost didn't go out, they were all in the city." Bloodkill said.

The Northern Stygian nodded faintly: "During this time, what valuable clues have been found in the Extreme West Desert?" ”

Bloodkill whispered the results of the investigation one by one.

The Northern Stygian listened attentively, asking a few words from time to time.

Jun Yunqing stayed for a while and quietly exited the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Ao Sheng striding towards him, and Ye Eighteen followed him steadily and unhurriedly.

"They all told you not to follow me! Neuropathy! Ao Sheng turned around and scolded.

Seeing Jun Yunqing, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Girl! Let's go out? ”

Jun Yunqing happened to be bored, so she nodded immediately.

She looked at him and Nightshade and asked, "What's the matter with you and him?" ”

"Don't mention it!" Speaking of this, Ao Sheng's face turned blue, "Do you have to give me any employment fee!" It's sick! ”

Thinking that after Ye Eighteen put him down, he took out an abacus by trick, dialed and dialed, and calculated the so-called "employment expenses", Ao Sheng wanted to knock him to death with a hammer!

Neuropathy! Whoever loves to give! He won't give it anyway!

Employment Fee ......

Jun Yunqing wiped his sweat, thinking that it seemed to be the case, Ye Eighteen has always paid attention to equivalent exchange, otherwise he would not have made a move, this time he saved Ao Sheng's life, and asking him for employment fees is really in line with his usual behavior.

But...... How much did he ask Ao Sheng to make Lao Long angry like this?

Taking advantage of Ao Sheng's angry walk in front, Jun Yunqing quietly approached Ye Eighteen, who had a calm face, and asked the question.

"Didn't ask for money." Night Eighteen glanced at her lightly, and replied in a flat voice.

Jun Yunqing was shocked.

Didn't even ask for money? Could it be...... Need?!

She felt as if she had discovered something terrible...... Could it be that he has been with Pippi's cheap bird for too long, and Night's Eighteen has also been distorted?

I don't know if I can see through her thoughts, Ye Eighteen said in a flat voice: "Recently, I have consumed too much energy, and my limbs and joints have different degrees of stiffness, and I need to remove them for massage and maintenance." He is best suited. ”

Tear it down...... The corners of Jun Yunqing's mouth twitched.

Well, it is true that Ao Sheng is the most suitable, after all, he knows the identity of the night eighteen inhuman.

If it were someone else, and he saw Ye Eighteen's head and body dismantled and still talking, I was afraid that he would immediately scream and faint in fright.

"Equivalent exchange, I saved his life, he sold himself to me, it's fair." Ye Eighteen continued, he looked at Jun Yunqing, "Is there something wrong?" ”

It's not just wrong, it's a big mistake!

There are many meanings of selling oneself! Kiss!

The corners of Jun Yunqing's mouth twitched violently: "That's what you told him?" Let him sell himself to you? ”

She finally knew why the old dragon was so angry...... Prostitution......

"Poof! Ha ha! Thinking of the scene where Eighteen Nights seriously asked Ao Sheng to sell himself to him, Jun Yunqing laughed out loud very unkindly.

The immediate sense of this contract-type domineering president! Ha ha! (51 Literature Network)