Chapter 590: Heaven Killing Danger 1

The autumn wind blows, and the osmanthus flowers are fragrant.

The slightest hint of sweet fragrance is cold to the bones at this time, and it is cold and cold.

"Jun Luoyu, Jun Luoyu." After a short silence, Yun Qiong suddenly shouted angrily: "In vain, my king treats you sincerely, but in the end you are a spy, a spy." ”

Gritting his teeth, Yun Qiong's eyes were blood-red for a moment, and his black hair was windless.

The wind next to him shivered unintentionally.

Luo Yu is such a good person, it seems that he is so sincere and sincere to their king, so sworn to follow him to the death, and never give up.

The sword mountain and the sea of fire, the hell and the yellow spring, will all go to break through.

Are such feelings fake? Is the promise of life and death that you don't want to live like this is fake?

If that's true, what does Jun Yun say, what does Emperor Brahma say about being so good to Luo Yu?

This great news from the sky is so abrupt and strange, how can you say that?

Everything is progressing so seamlessly, everything is so imminent, there is no time to grasp the slightest, and they don't even have time to think about it all.

Their king has gone alone in order to lay down his feathers.

And other spies may be wrong, but the secret report of the ceratosaurus will definitely not be wrong.

After thinking about it, Feng Wuxin was full of cold body and mind.

is so scheming, so wonderful acting, it has been hidden from the eyes of all of them, including the king of the continent who dominates the continent.

Thinking of that day, Luo Yu turned back so resolutely, wanting to live and die with their king.

At that time, his excitement, his ecstasy, he even made a decision on the spot.

In the future, Jun Luoyu will look at the end of the world for a day, he will protect her for a day, swear allegiance to her, and can give up his life for her.

For she treats their king so well.

Such a thought for their king, such a heart.

But now...... Right now......

Feng Wuxin's clenched fist bones began to rattle, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

He only sees clearly now that it's all acting, it's all fake, if he doesn't have such superb acting skills and such decisive feelings.

Will they trust her so much?

Will their king go to the trouble for her business, will he not hesitate?