Legend of Fu Yao

Meng Fu shakes up and sits up, stunned and looks at the direction of the temple.

How can the sinister warrior Nancheng go back and return?

What went wrong?

What should I do now?

Meng Fu shakes and sat on the bed for a second, but it was Meng’s decision to make a move, and he did not do it.

The eunuchs of the eunuchs had previously put her in the account, but there were still two palace ladies in front of the bed. There was no suspiciousness in a palace in the temple. Meng Fu shook the two palaces and immediately lay down. Sleeping at them.

The two palace ladies blinked and got up, a little confused how they suddenly fell asleep at the bed, and saw Meng Fu shaking his back and falling asleep, carefully retreating.

War Nancheng has already entered the temple.

He was very worried, locked his eyebrows, and took his hand into the temple. He just received news that he found the body of the battlefield in the Changchun Mountains. This made him who had already fallen asleep and climbed up again. He thought for a long time and couldn’t help but Come to Xihua Palace.

Meng Fu Yao fell asleep on his side, staring at the faint silhouette reflected on the white wall, and he was waiting for him to wait for him to move further.

War Nancheng stopped at one foot.

He was fascinated by the curvy back on his couch, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes, and he waved his hand to return the palace.

In the hall, there were only two people who had fallen asleep, and they all breathed slightly, and they did not move. The copper incense burner in front of the bed was smoky and snorkeling. It was like a layer of crepe, which was pulled between the two. .

Meng Fu was asleep and felt asleep. He only felt that the eyes behind him had a slight heat and intensity. They searched for their own movements, but they never went any further. She waited for an emergency, and was afraid that she would rush out at any time under the fear of Beiye. I can't help but scream in my heart.

But let me catch it, curse your twin son without JJ!

After the battle, Nan Cheng suddenly opened his mouth.

His first sentence was a sighing call.

"Quiet..."

Meng Fu shakes the shackles, only to understand that this is probably the title of the original Tai Chi, but the war Nan Cheng does not call her to be quiet, but quiet?

"I received the news... The heart of the stone was finally put down."

what news?

War Nancheng is another sigh, "...only you are left."

Ok?

A moment of silence, the silence in the battle Nancheng suddenly stepped back, Meng Fu shake immediately moved, but vaguely saw the war Nan Cheng dragged a chair and sat down.

by! You still want to engage in long-term war!

Meng Fu Sha was very uncomfortable when he was stunned by the eyes behind him. He also expected him to come forward, and he was afraid that the battle of Beiye would come in. He was worried that he could not move. He only felt that he was like a long scorpion, but he could not scratch it. Through the heart of anxiety.

War Nancheng is another sigh, Meng Fu shakes the whole body and has a goosebump - this old man who is ahead of the menopause!

"... I still remember the appearance when I saw you for the first time..." Zheng Nancheng suddenly turned to the topic and recalled deeply in his tone. "At that time, the first one entered the Golden Kingdom Palace and went to the Shengyi Palace. When the door is opened, you will see the plain clothes and sit on the floor, slowly looking up and laughing, 'The general is far from hard.'"

His tone paused and he whispered. "The candle shadow blows through the snow in the flowers.

The snow between the flowers, the moonlight, the emperor of the beautiful city many years ago, came from the dusty years, and the warring south looked through the emptiness, watching the eternal shadow deep in his memory, the eyes are like Three autumn drizzle.

"...I looked at you at the time and thought that you are not like a motherland, but it is more like a young woman next to a young, young, delicate, exquisite, clean and innocent, but the dignity, except you can no longer have Who is the mother of the country."

Meng Fu shook and trembled. Hey, is this what a "stepchild" should say to "stepmother"?

"...you shouldn't be mad. If the army forces the palace, you can still laugh at the enemies who come to the palace. How can the queen be mad at the Queen's condolences to the enemy? But maybe it is because of you. If you are strong, you will be crazy - the father will force you, you will be pregnant."

When the extreme strength is broken, the wound and cracking sound are more fierce and irreparable.

Meng Fu shook his eyes... It turned out to be the case.

The shadow behind him moved slightly, it seems that the war Nancheng had to stand up, and Meng Fu shook his heart with a joy, and suddenly heard the deprivation of knocking on the door outside the temple.

At this moment, Zheng Nancheng was fascinated by the emotions of the past and the reality. He heard the voice of impatient voice. "Go down, don't disturb!"

Outside the door, the **** immediately stepped back and left the Xihua Palace. He told the **** who was waiting outside. "There is nothing to look at, and the family is stunned and told him to roll!"

The **** was low and said, "The man said that it was an urgent news about the King of the King. The King of the King has arrived..."

"Don't say the King of the Kings, the Emperor of the Emperor is useless, and his sire is angry!" The old **** screamed and screamed, "Call him to roll!"

He walked away, and reported that the **** did not dare to say, exited the palace, outside the palace, looks ordinary, the man with the finger injury listened to his reply, sighed and said, "God..."

He no longer said anything, turned and bowed and hurried into the darkness, unable to walk two miles. When he passed through an alley, he suddenly saw a pair of black boots appearing in front of him.

He slowly looked up and saw the last glimmer of light in his life.

Knife light.

When he fell, he heard the last sentence of this life.

"Betray the prince, kill!"

The long street is silent, the body is thrown into the ditch, silently sinking. This is a silent assassination of a certain alley in Batu, which seems to be irrelevant. In fact, it has far-reaching influence, a miss, and quietly changed the history of a country. And the pattern became the turning point of the fate of the emperor and the king, and eventually subverted a dynasty.

Because of this miss, War Nancheng lost the first chance to win the battle of Beiye, and the best chance to kill Beiye.

Because of this miss, the battle of the North Wild escaped.

At this moment, this episode is still not known to the parties. Meng Fu swayed and refused the eunuch's war Nan Cheng, silently vomiting.

Just now, the moment the **** knocked at the door, her heart suddenly jumped up, and there was an ominous premonition that surrounded her. She was nervous and almost immediately started.

The mind of War Nancheng is not in the key news at all. His heart is not a god, his feelings are awkward, he does not sit down after standing up, but he walks a few times in the same place, suddenly making up his mind and going to "too" Come.

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The battle north is in the toilet.

The women's toilet was too small. He waited in the men's room and hung upside down on the roof. In an uncomfortable position, he stared at the door of the women's toilet.

His heart also jumped very fast at the moment, and he was not so nervous in his memory. He was in the desert many years ago, and he was beaten by the Moro cavalry in large numbers, and he was not so nervous.

The sweat in his palm is sweaty, and the beam that grabs the roof has the danger of getting out of the hand. His fingers are simply plunging into the beam, and the rough burrs are thrown into the flesh. Seeing Meng Fu shake into the inner hall, quietly The sound, his heart mentioned the throat, if it was not the looming pain, he would really rush out and pull her back.

I don’t work hard, but let the beloved woman take risks. This is not what he will do. However, Meng Fu’s eyes were firm and fierce before leaving, but she said, believe me.

For a woman like her, learn to believe that she is also a process that must be experienced?

He used to protect women in his life - just like his mother, he thought that all women are vulnerable and must be attached, but Meng Fu shake let him know that there is another woman in the world, strong and tough. Independent and self-confident, never willing to rely on the wings of anyone.

In the north, the wilderness licked his lips and stared in the direction of the darkness. The sweat in his palm slowly dried up, and his eyes gradually calmed down.

Yes, believe her.

Then, he saw a palace lady, bowed down the skirt, stepped out of the temple step by step, and walked slowly with the gesture similar to Meng Fu Sha, who had just entered.

The tears of the battle of Kitano were suddenly rushing to the eyelids.

That is his mother.

Her slow and light steps, he can hear it with his eyes closed.

Tightly biting the lower lip, the battle of Kitano wildly looked at his mother, and went to the women's toilet in a good step.

Christine is too far-fetched, she doesn't know the danger at the moment, she doesn't know the worries of others, she doesn't know that she is now at the intersection of the eyes of the North and the Meng Fu Sha, one in the women's toilet and one in front of the window. They are all looking at her, all using their hearts and will, counting her steps.

She only remembers the words of Meng Fu, not talking, bowing, female toilet, Ono.

Her white figure of the moon finally melted into the darkness of the female toilet.

Then as soon as she looked up, she saw the face of the son who was found in the opposite window.

Christine was too obsessed to look at it, she did not speak, but her eyes were gradually red.

She poked her feet, poked her hand, walked through the wooden grille of the dusty female toilet window, tried to reach out and tried to reach the male toilet one foot away and touch her son's face.

The battle of Beiye immediately silently cut off the wooden strip of the male toilet and put his face together.

Between the men's and women's toilets, there is a thick shrub that covers the gap between the two toilets and obscures the mother's movement to gently touch her son.

At this moment, the mother and child no longer shed tears. The battle against Beiye is afraid that the mother will touch his tears and become a mother. I feel that I am really happy at this moment. If I want to cry, I should cry.

They stood in the dark men's and women's toilets with stinking smells, laughing at a distance of one foot and silently watching each other.

Her hand slowly touched her son's face, and easily pulled out the shackles on his face that had not been empty for a long time. She didn't like the thing.

She was very heavy, and she did not know the intensity of the convergence. She oozes a slight **** bead. However, she did not wrinkle her eyebrows in the north, and she cooperated to make it easier for her to pull out.

It was then that they heard the sound of "Kneeling!"

The battle of the North wild body hurriedly jumped, too unprepared to prevent a hand, a too thin and half-drawn Hu Wei was pulled out, nails crossed the face of Bei Ye, but he was unaware, and his shoulders would jump.

However, when he jumped to half, he suddenly stopped. Opposite, the mother-in-law looked at him in horror. She didn’t know what the call meant. She only saw the shock of the battle of Beiye. Such a shock immediately infected her, too embarrassed because she saw The son’s narrow eyes began to confuse.

When the battle of the North Field saw the look of the mother-in-law, he immediately took a deep breath and pressed himself.

Can not be impulsive.

Things have not been bad to the most terrible extent, and the savvy and martial arts are also high. They may not be able to circumvent the war with the South, and they may risk their own dangers.

Still she said, believe her!

He took a deep breath, squatted on the scented toilet beam, clenched his mother's hand, and patted her in a soothing manner.

Then, wait.

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Warnan Cheng came to the bed.

He gazed at the woman's thin back, the shoulders were delicate and the shape was like a delicate butterfly. The waistline of the thin underarm was so narrow that it was narrow, but when it was narrow to the extreme, there was just the right ups and downs, so the undulations became The spring water became a distant mountain, and the willow became the poem of all the literati.

The poem slammed into his heart and slammed into his heart. His breathing was slightly rushed.

The curtain of memory was opened, as he drove the paper door on the promenade, and the cloves of the garden were brought up by the wind, and floated into the room. She looked up and looked like a jade-like jaw. Ying Run, the lips are more beautiful than cloves.

She said that the general was working hard.

As if he had become a slang, he really worked hard since then. It was after the dynasty, the prince of the father, and then he was too embarrassed, and he had no relationship with him.

He can't have a little relationship, the Emperor of Heaven, the moment of shock and sorrow, this life can never be said to people.

Only at this moment, the news that finally made him slightly relieved to remove the heart defense, he suddenly felt relaxed and comfortable, this world is his, this lonely woman has since left the protection of the brave son, become his complete people, why he Can't get closer, look at her?

He approached, his eyes were confused, and he was immersed in the spring of many years ago. He leaned down slightly and breathed heavily on the woman's shoulder on the couch.

He reached for the delicate shoulder.

The knife flashed!

Like a stunned light from the extreme west sky, I crossed the sky in an instant, cracking 90,000 miles of clouds and fog, and went straight to the enemy!

Meng Fu shakes the greatest strength of this life, the fastest move!

In the full room, there is a sickle light, snow light is like a practice, and people are stunned. In the snow, Meng Meng shakes up like an eagle, and drinks low. "Revenge for the lord!"

"哧-" The knife light almost reached the chest in the south when it first appeared. The war Nannan became very alert and retired. His eyes were angry, but he did not shake with Meng Fu, but his intention was to retreat to the room. .

Meng Fu shook sneer, "Organization?" The knife in his hand suddenly shimmered brightly, and his head was sullen and sullen. The war Nannan became subconscious, and the first one felt that the throat was tight, and he had been shaken by Meng Fu, who had abandoned the knife. .

"Idiot, this is a sham, you don't understand the imaginary trick?" Meng Fu shakes and laughs, and the war is south, and suddenly the finger is wrong.

Meng Fu Sha immediately spurred his hand, and the battle of Nan Cheng became a soft one. However, the speed of the finger was swift and swift. "啪", the two rings between the war and the south of the finger hit a sudden burst of smoke, a cluster of sparks. Meng Fu Sha, the latter slammed into the wall, the fire flashed, and suddenly slammed.

With a bang, the defender Qi Qi was screaming and rushing.

There was a bang in the battle of Kitano, and a foot flew over the roof of the men's toilet. The roof of the birch was swung and flew out. Several defenders were killed in a row. When they landed, they did not know which organ they were hitting. And shot another round.

The North Warrior was holding her in her arms, letting her hold her neck, and tied her eyes with cloth, and lowered her way. "You don't care about anything, hold me tight."

Taihao leaned on his son's broad chest and smiled and nodded.

"Hey!" Wu Beiye kicked the wooden wall of the latrine. He was sneer and sneaked out in the dusty smoke. He did not rush to the palace, but picked up a few guards who died nearby, blocking them. Turned to the inner hall.

I will pick you up.

Behind him, the light of the lotus palace was bright, and the footsteps of the chowders began to sound. On the wall of the palace, there were arrows on the truss, and the wooden buildings on the sides of the temple were specially erected. The black cannons were packed.

In the north of the battle, there is a new corpse in the first step. Every time a corpse is poured, he will pick up the corpse and make a new shield. Whoever wins the most brave will die the fastest. Some people rush. Go up and cut the human shield one by two. Just in time, the battlefield North takes half of the sword and the remaining half is stepped.

He is like a mad tiger, and he is invincible. Most of the Xihuagong institutions are set up on the way to escape. Before the inner hall, for the sake of convenience and safety, there are fewer obstacles. In the meantime, there are roads to remove the deep ditch, and there are hidden arrows in the inner court. In the melee, at first glance at the trap, he lifted a foot and kicked a soldier to the front of the organ. A screaming soldier was shot into a horse's nest, but the battle of Kitano was already rushing into the inner hall.

"Block him, kneel in it!" Numerous guards came up, and the adult wall was knotted on the top step. The sword was like a forest, and the swords were facing each other. Senran pointed to the battle of the North Palace.

With a bang, the battle against Beiye had just stepped onto the bottom step, and the steps suddenly turned over and fell.

In the north of the battle, he screamed and slammed into the ground.

Behind him, in the lotus palace, one person drinks low, "shoot!"

"Hey!"

Large arrows smashed like black clouds, and the white sky of the fish white sky, which was gradually dawning, flashed, overwhelming, and shot at the battlefield.

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The battle of the outer hall is the brave and murder of blood and fire; the battle of the inner temple is a thrilling plot of strategy and psychology.

The smoke is yellowish, and it is spread out. At first glance, it is a poisonous smoke.

Meng Fu’s eyes are not stunned, let’s not let it go, and when he catches the war, he will send it to the poisonous smoke.

War Nan Chenglian's eyes are red, and he did not expect that this woman's strain is so fierce and sensitive. Normal people are intuitively avoiding in this situation, but she wants to pull herself to die!

Meng Fu Sha is still willing to let go, very ridiculously smirk, said, "With the death of the Emperor of Heaven, the district is really glorious."

Suddenly there was a cold cry on the top of the head. The voice was cold and ethereal. It seemed like nothing, a cloud of soft wandering.

The buzzing sound, the yellowish smoke immediately dispersed.

The face of Shen Nancheng’s gray-like face immediately burst into brilliance. If it wasn’t for Meng Fu’s death, his throat would probably be mad.

Meng Fu’s eyes were cold and cold. She tightened her knife in her hand. The knife flashed and reflected the image of the man on the beam. It was a woman, gray long hair, gray robes, a cloud-like temperament flow. Although sitting still, the feeling of giving people is like drifting and seeing people.

She lazily "floated" on the beam of the house, a little bored and licked her head, and pulled out a white hair in the palm of her heart, while faintly said, "The Emperor of Heaven is really useless, I am late. One step, I was almost killed by a female baby."

The battlefield Nancheng face is iron and blue, and Meng Fu shakes and smiles. "Hey, this Liang Shangke predecessor, don't underestimate the emperor of Tianzhu, people can't fight, other things are not small, play tricks, set up ambush traps. Ah, murdering a younger brother, a widowed mother, is good."

The face of War Nan has not looked like a human color, and the teeth bite slightly, and the eyes of Meng Fu’s eyes are eager to see people. Meng Fu’s eyes are staring at him without hesitation, and he does not hide his hatred in his eyes. "How? Want to kill me? It’s a coincidence, I also want to kill you. If you want to consider your life, it’s still useful. Just now I cut a knife and you are a disgusting thing!"

The more she said, the more angry, the black wind riding the face of the eight cavalry who died, the face of the North Warrior tears listening to the mother singing, all swaying in front of her eyes, shaking her heart hurt like anger, raising her hand It’s a slap in the face of “啪”, “Mom, look at you and you’ll be angry, let’s talk about it first!”

The crisp sound of the flesh and blood slammed in the room, and some of the soldiers who rushed in to protect the car looked pale and their legs were soft. Meng Fu swayed and smashed Nancheng, and laughed, "Call, call, call more people." Come in, the emperor who came to see the Scorpio was slap in the face, I will see it soon. I will slap a slap in the face of each additional person, free delivery, no tickets."

The warrior swelled and trembled, and his face rose red, and then it became pale and pale. It turned pale and gradually became the color of iron blue. He could see that Meng Fu shakes this kind of skin, and can be said to be done, the Tang Emperor In public, he was slap in the face of a slap in the left, and what is his future? In desperation, I had to use my eyes to indicate, "Exit!"

The soldiers were screaming in the cold, sweating and retreating into the outer hall. The cloud-like woman on the beam was lazy and opened her mouth. "Little girl, don't be too arrogant. In front of my old man, you are left and right." It’s too much to give me a face, and once or twice, it’s enough.”

"Predecessors, the more I listen to you, the more I like," Meng Fu frowned and smiled. "Listen to you, squatting twice or twice."

She slammed her back, and "啪" was a slap in the face. In the face of the roots and blue veins, the anger was unable to suppress itself. The innocent way, "The older generation asked me to squat twice."

......

The woman on the beam smiled. Her gray hair looked old and her voice was too lazy to make people want to sleep. The laughter was crisp and clear, and the silver bottle was bright and sharp. "You, my child, I I like it, but unfortunately..."

She spoke well, suddenly sighing and sighing, her sleeves seemed to move.

When the sleeves move, Meng Fu shakes the knife lightly, and slams, and the blue light and a ghostly appearance of the gray and dark light slammed into it. Meng Fu shook his body and leaned, "弑天" grasped not to pull backwards, that gray The light is rolling like a layer of clouds, a collision! Hit again! Three hits!

Three hits, termination, half a slap, black hair cut by the edge of the blade and the power of the swaying, falling down.

And Sen Liang's blade is forced to shake the eyebrows in Meng Fu, only one millimeter will be broken.

Meng Fu’s eyes were not stunned, and the knife was put down and laughed. “Oh, seniors, thank you for helping me cut this troublesome bangs.”

The woman in the gray coat suddenly said, "You have a strong wind in the body, and you are a windy apprentice?"

She explored her face, a white face with no blood color, a beautiful facial features, and an eyebrows that were especially straightforward, like the one that was best written by a famous artist, but the eyes were illusory and not seen. No age, four or fifty, or twenty or thirty.

Meng Fu shakes his eyes and listens to this woman's tone. Eighty percent is among the top ten. Among the top ten, Yu Heng does not know men and women, Yun Soul and Mist are women. Which one is this?

Also, according to Zong’s person, one of the three people is blaming the wind, but I don’t know who it is, so this answer can be taken careless.

She died and smashed the south into the neck, and the knife blocked him and his face. He smiled and said, "I don't know the predecessors of the wind. I only squatted in prison somewhere in the past, I was almost killed, and I was hard-filled. Some infuriating, almost ruined my martial arts, probably this **** 'wind up'?"

"The wind is quite eye-catching," the gray-clothed woman looked at Meng Fu and looked at it. "You have a good bone. I think it is quite suitable for me. Unfortunately..."

Meng Fu shake immediately knives again.

"call--"

The sole of the foot suddenly rolled up an undercurrent, silent and arrogant, like a flying cloud crossing the sky, not knowing that it was fast, but it was a thousand miles away. It was the irresistible force of nature in Weiling, and Meng Fu’s only felt When the ankle was tight, it was too late to be strained, and it was thrown out by the head of the airflow.

She rolled over and fell out, hitting the wall and screaming, coughing and coughing, and spit out half of the blood.

The gray woman said again: "It’s a pity..."

With a bang, Meng Fu shakes this time and slams into the corner of the table and knocks off half of the teeth.

"unfortunately……"

"Hey!" Meng Fu shook out from the ground and smashed a piece of skin between the elbows.

"unfortunately……"

"Hey!" Meng Fu's finger in the face of the knife caught a sudden and strangely turned over and broke.

......

However, Nan Nancheng is always in her palm.

No matter what kind of silent and darkness is smashed out, whether it is blood or teeth, the meat or the skin is broken, the bones or the knuckles are broken, and Meng Fu Sha will never let go.

Her daggers never leave his throat. Every time he dumps his daggers, he wanders and slams into the south. Every time he rolls out the sharp capital, he has to make one or two cracks in the war. Her blood splatters a drop, and War Nancheng also has to pay more than one drop.

The woman in the gray coat finally stopped her hand. The kind of power that controlled the heavens and the earth was full of the atmosphere of the room. She gathered her sleeves and looked at Meng Fu’s half-squatting and shook her head. "I have never seen you like this." Such a rogue woman."

"Predecessors." Meng Fu slammed a bite, and spit the mouth with blood and saliva to spit on the face of the war, and went to the south of the Kowloon Golden Line Tengyun 18 robes to wipe the mouth, still smile No change, "You want to be clear, I can't win you, but with my strength, as long as I am not afraid of death, it is not difficult to save the hostages. If you kill me, I will drag him back. I must understand him. , howling back."

"Why are you doing this?" The gray woman squatted on the beam and frowned at her. "Is it worth it? Why?"

Meng Fu shakes silently, the light and shadow in front of the eyes, the waters of the lake died on the snake kiss, the pale face of the poison vine, the tiger tiger chewing the tongue, the Chinese son who burned the skeleton, the three children in the tomb, and the detonation The old virtue of the thunderbolt, only half of the Ahai, the unknown Ronaldinho...

She slowly put the dagger in the war south into the throat, watching the cold body, a trace of blood flowing from the throat of the distinguished emperor, the eyes showed a smile, said, "for those who sacrifice."

Some women in gray clothes couldn't figure out how to stare at her. Half a shouted, "How can you always be a man like you? You put him, I told him to spare you later."

"Now I can't spare him, but he can't spare me." Meng Fu smiled and said, "You made a mistake."

The gray-clothed woman had no choice but to look at the war Nancheng, muttering, "I shouldn’t accept the warrior’s hiring..." I thought about her, "I will give you a white hair, maybe this thing in the future. Will save you a life."

Meng Fu is staring at one of the violent and innocent top ten. He is awe-inspiring. "Predecessors, I will definitely grow up in the future, maybe more than you, so I don't care."

"Oh..." The gray-haired woman was upset and broke the white hair that had been rubbing her hands. "Then I had to kill you."

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The North Savage is in the air.

The front step fell, the heavy arrows behind him were raining, and his mother was still in his arms, leaving only one hand to face the enemy.

If he throws his mother out at this time, he can get rid of the trap of trapping and the rain behind him.

He took the mother-in-law more tightly and immediately screamed.

"Get up!"

He kicked out and kicked the fallen stone slab. It was a piece of white marble slab, which could be several meters long and weighed a thousand pounds. He was kicked by one foot and went straight into the air!

The slate flew up, and it was facing the arrow rain behind him. The powerful arrow was also worn by the sturdy stone, and it was broken. At this time, the body shape of the battle of Beiye was inevitable.

He fell, and below it was a pit filled with steel knives.

The battle of Beiye is a big drink.

"live!"

If the sound is thundering, I am shocked by the first step on the steps to wait for the guns to stab the battlefield of Beiye into the steel knife array, a meal, a battle between the North and the wild horse, a little in the air Possible toughness, two long legs, and the shelf is on the edge of the pit.

Once he held his figure, he was stable like a meteorite that could not be moved by the hurricane. As soon as he looked up, the black twilight slammed into the iron and looked at the guards.

The legs were wrong, the spine flew up, the north fielder stretched out, dozens of rifles were flushed into his hands, and then violently slammed, and the guards in the front and rear of the wind screamed out and smashed into the ground. Rolling squats, and some slammed into the crater, screams and blood splattered again and again, and the battle of the north field laughed, stepping on the heads of those who were in awkward places, and went straight to the temple door.

More people came in front of the temple, and they were smashed by the warriors who flew back to the outer hall, aiming to block the battle of the northern wilderness.

"Who is blocking who is dead!"

Zhan Beiye has always been concise and succinct, and has always said that it is done, the sword is flashing, even wearing three people, blood is shot, he sneered, "I like killing, thank you for providing your head."

His eyebrows were blood-stained, full of flesh and blood, and the blood of the sword was brought out of the sword. The rainbow was scattered in the Splendid Hall. Those who fell and fell to his feet and were half-dead, were unceremonious. Step on the skull - "啪"! "Snapped"! One more sound.

Burst blood and broken bones, organs and brains that flow everywhere.

To kill, stop killing.

At the moment, Beiye Ye didn’t want to pay attention to whether this was his God’s people. He only knew that when he was delayed, Meng Fu’s shake would be more dangerous. Whoever stopped in front of him would kill Meng Fu, then block me. Who died, who killed who!

Such a savage means, killing the resurgence of God's resurrection, shocked the guards to be frightened. Although they did not dare to retreat because of their duties, the strength of resistance was much softer. Many people fought back and fought. Unceremonious, rampage, killing a **** road, went straight to the inner hall.

As soon as he rushed into the inner hall, he did not see the war Nancheng, did not see the gray woman, only saw Meng Fu shake, saw Meng Fu shake half body is blood, saw Meng Fu shake the swollen lips, and even saw her hidden in the sleeves after the break Little finger.

He saw his eyes red.

Then he saw the same warfare that was full of blood, and heard the woman in the gray shirt on the beam. "Then I had to kill you."

He immediately rushed in.

He came to the momentum, the robe rolled up the fierce wind, the steel knife seemed to hit the face, the gray woman only looked up at him, lazy, "again, hey, I have to work harder. killed."

The battle of the North wild sneer, did not hesitate to pounce on her, drink:

"To kill her, kill me first!"