Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Dahan's body moved, and Wenwen responded to the first time. He instantly took out the short sword in his waist. The sword pointed directly to the big man who rushed over and was guarded by Qinger.

However, although the night talent is good, her cultivation time is still short, and her strength is not much stronger than that of Qinger. She just took out the sabre and took the lead to the younger brother, and she will stop her.

At the beginning of the millennium, a large figure crossed the front of Qinger, and grabbed the big hand that reached out to Qinger: "Brother, there is something to say to the grandfathers, to the girl, but not authentic!"

"Fat!"

Qinger recognized the back of the person in front of him, but the fat man’s shoulder did not know why he was holding the little monkey who had come to grab something.

The fat man raised his hand and smashed the arm of the big man, and he turned his head back: "Qinger, don't be afraid, there is a fat man, I am, no one wants to bully you."

It doesn't matter if the fat man turns back. There is a big flaw in front of him. The strength of the strong man is up to the fifth level of the spirit. He will let go of this opportunity, cut the knife and cut it to the shoulder of the fat man.

"Fat is careful!" The night feathers screamed and reminded that it was too late to save the fat man.

Hey!

The wide-backed knife was slashed on the shoulder of the fat man, but there was no scene of flesh and blood. The brawny man with the big knife looked at the scene in front of him without looking at it. He tried his best and was given the arm by the little monkey. Blocked.

The arm of the little monkey is unscathed!

吱吱~~ Under the pain, the cry of the little monkey resounded through the forest, the sound of the little monkey was very sharp, and the younger brother and so on repaired the ears with a lower subconscious.

When the night feathers screamed out, the fat man had already noticed the movement of the strong man, turned his head, and saw the little monkey blocking the scene of his life. The fat face was filled with anger: "Your boy dares to attack I am going to your uncle!"

The fat sickle was cut, and under the infusion of spiritual power, the cold knife in the hands of the fat man gave a slight aura.

Hey!

After all, the wide-backed sword in the hands of the strong man is a common product. He was previously destroyed by Bai Jinyi, and he has lost his spirituality. Under the collision with the cold knife, he broke directly from the middle.

A knife took the lead, the fat man flew up and kicked heavily in the belly of the strong man.

噗通! The body of the strong man flew back more than a meter, and fell to the ground on his back.

The fat man's body shape keeps up, one foot on the front chest of the strong man, the sword pointing at the throat of the strong man, snorting: "The kid, not everyone can let you bully!" Said, the cold knife in the hand I have to fall.

"Fat, wait a minute!" The sound of the night feathers sounded.

"Well?" The fat man had doubts in his heart, but the boss spoke up and stopped the action in his hand.

The night feathers walked up to the front, picking up a waist card that fell to the ground. The waist card is made of iron like copper. The front is engraved with a "seven", and the opposite side is engraved with a pattern of dragons. Repeatedly looked at it in the hands, the night feathers chillingly asked: "You are the seven princes?"

There was a bit of pain in the face of the strong man lying on the ground. The fat man stepped on him was not a display. He was so powerful that he couldn’t get up and heard the question of the night feathers. A trace of pride: "Because you are smart, let me know, and in the hail country against the royal family, you are looking for a dead end!"