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The morning sun is shining, the smoke and clouds are frolicking, the golden mangs are colorful, and the sun is shining in the middle of winter.

The cold wind blows, the snow flies, clinging to each other, like a tail chasing, the wind is sad, the flying tide pushes westward, when will the mountains and mountains return?

The black silk catkins are scattered with the wind, and the hot sweat beads are rolled with the wind.

Guanyu was shocked and trembled in the wind, and sweat beads and ice were happy.

The tiger's eyes are bright and longing, and the rhyme is deep and gorgeous.

His body was trembling, and his clothes were sweating.

The hands are shaking, and the fingers are shaking.

Legs swaying, waves in the wind.

At the end of the attack, greed was insufficient, Long Tai ignored Wang Xuan's appearance, a sneer was all over his face, and he sneered: "Little bastard, this prince has a golden mouth, and he disdains to perfunctory a wasted person." ”

You are a heterogeneous miscellaneous who has repeatedly destroyed the good deeds of this prince, and an ant has actually occupied two beauties, regretting the heavens.

Resist four people in a row, you little bastard is in front of you, this prince will definitely help you take care of the beauty, tsk, that mountain peak...... Butt ......

Liao Wu slowly stepped on the field with contempt, indifferent and hateful, staring at Wang Huo like a dead man, the killing intent and surprise in his eyes intersected.

As soon as the fight broke out, Xiao Qi and Xiao Qiao's two daughters were shocked, and they both showed their axes to stop this planned farce.

Tearful eyes, anxious face, but also overflowing with hatred, brewing all over the body, ready to move.

The children of the Liao family pulled out the flying axe under the wave of Liao Pi's hand, and spread out in a fan-shaped shape to surround it, and the dazzling golden flying axe shone in the golden wind and snow, and the flying flocculent was colorful.

The second daughter hates the wind and snow, and the hatred and sorrow are scorching in the body and mind, and she is frozen in the snow for a while, undecided, what should I do?

If you kill it, it will definitely trigger a war between the two clans, and your own side will not be reasonable, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

The shouting was ineffective, but it fueled the arrogance of the Liao family's children, and it would also distract Xiaobao.

The gang leader repeatedly confessed, rudely forbearing, taking advantage of the suppression, putting an end to internal strife, and the descendants of the dragon could not afford to be hurt!

Why? Why is this happening?

Xiaobao endured humiliation for ten years, but in exchange for half a year's time limit, he was unwilling, and did not hesitate to risk his life to carry the wheel war, just to learn where Shenmu went, he could only watch?

Can't do anything, can't do it......

Is it just watching Xiaobao become crippled?

The heart is bleeding, the soul is trembling, what is the point if you can't help?

God, open your eyes and see! Why did you put all your hardships on Xiaobao, are you blind?

Hatred and self-blame converged into two lines of tears, sliding down the eye sockets, flying with the wind and ice, and heartbreaking.

The tearful eyes condensed on the heart-wrenching figure, righteousness, feelings and hatred entangled the thinking consciousness, and could only turn into broken tears and flow......

Can't get back?

What should I do?

In front of the Golden Axe Workshop, dozens of people were tense, their internal strength was vigorous, the wind and snow were avoided, the heat wave turned into snow, the battle was in full swing, and the war between the two clans was about to break out.

The fighting spirit is rising, hatred is pervasive, feelings are entangled, and selfish competition is brewing.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and it became very slow, very slow, as slow as a century......

The tense atmosphere disturbed the wind and snow, but it did not affect the creation of the Grandmaster, who was also watching the farce.

Xiao Yi has no joy or sorrow on the surface, but he is very entangled in his heart, this kid's reaction is not normal, is it the reason for his state of mind?

He broke through the ranks in the fight, safe and sound, rare, could it be because of the difference in physique?

Maybe it's the pocket axe that assists him, it's incredible.

However, his performance was too abnormal, and he was not worried when he learned that Shenmu was in the palace, but was pleasantly surprised, why was this happening?

Not afraid of hardships and dangers, not afraid of difficulties, facing the edge, striving for the day, his resilience is unmatched.

This son's heart is extremely high, and the future is immeasurable, and he may have touched the artistic conception of the true meaning of martial arts.

I should have told him the truth about Shenmu and overcome the difficulties together, but now I'm afraid that I will offend him?

Hey, this misunderstanding can't be solved, with his sensitive thinking, he will definitely guess that he deliberately concealed Shenmu, what a headache!

Good intentions do bad things, it's a mess, how should this end, and capture his true heart?

Outsiders are in turmoil, there is hatred and affection, sorrow and ties, confusion and incomprehension, confrontation, wandering......

This change takes place within three breaths, human nature is entangled, and the fight in the center of the field officially kicks off.

Liao Wu strode closer, swishing, cold and angry, killing intent like a knife, the rhythm of the whole body, and the internal strength was brewing.

Approaching, lunge, stepping on the snow, standing up to the waist, penetrating the right arm, and brazenly punching.

The snow gathers the cold wind, the chaos obstructs the view, the iron fist cave turbulence, the sonic boom shocks the snow, the whirlpool flies, and the momentum is like thunder.

Wang Huo slanted at the attack, slid into a bow, bent his knees and elasticated, twisted his waist and condensed his strength, stretched his right arm, and swirled his fist Long Xiaosheng.

As a bow, his fists are like arrows, and he is ready to change in anger.

But seeing that the cold wind outside the body receded, the snow was avoided, and the invisible air waves flew away.

The roar of the inner fist dragon shook the air, the cold wind collapsed, and the flying snow was empty and shocked, rushing into the sky and shocking people's hearts.

The two fists met, the energy turned into shape, and the brilliance appeared, and the "bang, click" sounded continuously, and they were divided by one touch.

Liao Wu screamed "ah", his feet fell backwards, his right arm drooped, his whole body trembled, his face throbbed and trembled, and his eyes were shocked and violent.

Wang Huo slid back a foot, squatted down, and then stepped to lift the snow, connecting the dots with his feet, stepping on the snow without a trace, and leaping forward.

In the air, the momentum is like the wind, and the left fist dragon roars to smash the enemy's tracks.

Liao Wu's right arm was in pain, his body was out of control, and he was caught off guard when he saw the powerful punch attacking, and he couldn't avoid it, and he watched the dragon fist enlarge.

The dragon punched the face, with a muffled sound of "bang", the skin opened and the bones cracked, blood splashed, the brain burst out, and he died, and fell to the ground and splashed a burst of snowflakes.

Wang Huo punched Liao Gou, rebounded into the air, and fell to the ground three times in a row, standing tall as a pine, black hair fluttering, Guanyu was indifferent, tiger eyes were colorful, and stood calmly.

Fight and fight, stop with three breaths.

The cold wind is still there, and there is a "sizzle" sound in the whistling waves, and this is the end?

Surprised, how is this possible, is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger again, and has been hiding his strength?

Hey, Xiaobao won, great!

The shocked man looked frightened, his eyes bulged, and he opened his mouth to breathe in cool air, and the mouth was stuffed into a six-pound scale, which was not exaggerated, and stood sluggishly.

The joyful person lost the axe, covered his mouth with both hands, washed his face with tears, trembled slightly, and overflowed with a spring tide that melted ice and snow.

Wang Huo snorted coldly, squinted at Long Tai, and indifferently disdained: "Prince Toad, your mouth of swallowing flies is so ugly, even your toad mouth can spit out jade words?"

Arrogant, this master humiliates you to tell the truth, Shenmu Laozi is determined to win, and the royal family is a fart.

Long Tai woke up like a dream, his face turned sauce color in an instant, hatred rushed to the top, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Hmph, little mongrel, you are a clown who jumps off the beam, the god wood is a royal relic, and you want to shake the tree even if you are an ant?"

I don't know whether you live or die, and if you repeatedly oppose this prince, you will definitely be worse off than dead.

Wang Xuanwan smiled, ignoring the hateful faces, and said jokingly: "Tsk, how much is the royal family worth? 10 million yuan crystal bounty, I don't know if there are any snitches to take orders?"

Jokes, money can make ghosts grind, and the sacred tree is just a wood, which has no effect on ordinary people, and it is also a disaster, and it is another matter if there is a reward.

Long Tai's eyes swelled instantly, and he almost wanted to burst out of his sockets, his heart was in turmoil, damn it, if the holy relic was remembered by the snitch, this prince could not afford this responsibility.

"Little bastard, you look for ...... death"

"Toad Prince, you're just ......"

"Rotten wood people, rosewood is here, and the ...... is carved on site"

"Quack, isn't the skill of this master something that ordinary people can appreciate?"

"You ......"