Chapter 75: 75： This seat is illiterate, not obedient

Everyone stared at the hell, and then looked at the flaming vines on the neck of the dead feathers, and they were more and more excited.

"It's you! It's exactly the same as when you killed 18!"

"Why are you going to take this hand?"

"kill him!"

Yumin Shangxian seems to be so troubled by such noises. She held the forehead and said coldly: "Mini rain, I finally asked you again, man, are you killing?"

"No."

"Good." Yumin nodded on the fairy, and the original burning thought that she would let go of herself, was relieved, and prepared to thank her for her deep understanding. Unexpectedly, the next moment, the feathers on the immortal will be lightly lifted, cold and cold.

"This person is also wicked and wants to argue and arrest."

The priest was dressed and neatly dressed from the house. When he came out, he saw that the ink was burned by more than a dozen high-ranking feathers. Some people were tying the sacred ropes to his wrist.

"What are you doing?!"

The color of the teacher was lost, and he rushed to the front of the ink: "What happened?"

No one answered him, but the corpse fluttering in the forest of Taolin had told him the answer accurately and silently. The teacher took a breath of air and took a step back and was hitting the ink chest.

"A burning..."

"Don't worry, calm down." The ink stared at the feathers and the fairy, and lowered the voice and said to the teacher, "Go to the uncle and the elders."

At present, these feathers may not be able to maintain their senses. If the Yu people do not care to tear him apart, he has no chance of winning with his current strength. He must drag Xue Zhengyi and Yan to rescue the field as soon as possible.

After the sergeant left, the ink burned and stood still, and his eyes swept over the anger-distorted faces one by one.

"Pooh!"

Suddenly a spit of spit from the crowd, the ink burned sideways to avoid flashing, but the feathers who spit at him were very close, and he was still inevitably splashed.

He slowly turned back and stared at the pair of red eyes.

"You killed so many people, but also want to rescue the soldiers? I am going to kill you now!!"

Speaking of the palm of the hand suddenly gathered a burst of yang fire, throwing away toward the ink burning!

The ink burned to the back side, and the hot flame burned through his horns and squatted on a peach tree behind him, instantly burning the thick trunks.

boom--

The peach tree fell, and the flowers fell like snow and snow.

The ink burned and looked at the fallen tree, and turned to look at the feather people: "I will say it again, people are not killed by me. After 10 days, the red fruit is refined. If you want to seek revenge, then you will not late."

"After ten days? I am afraid that the whole peach blossom source will be killed by you after waiting for ten days!" The man roared, "You change my life!"

Once again, the ink burned away from his attack, but his eyes fell to the feathers of the feathers who stood by and watched. The other side did not mean to help. Ink burning is a sigh of anger in my heart, shouting loudly at him: "Hey! Old birds! You are the one who manages you!"

"..."

"Mom." The ink burned and she still couldn't move. She couldn't help but swear. "In this section, you are pretending to be dumb. Do you want to see if I am burned to death? I know that you are a bit of a stinking bird." I don’t have any ability, I don’t come to any **** peach blossom cultivation! I have to be wronged for no reason!”

Shangxian listened to these words, and moved slightly, only to see her lift her sleeves, and the clothes swayed like a color, and she slammed and slammed.

But it was drawn on the face.

Although the feathers are similar in appearance to mortals, they are still different in thought.

In the realm of comprehension, it is said that the head of a family, even if it is a small martial art, its head will not make a final conclusion when everything has not yet been conclusive evidence. However, after half of the feathers, the blood is a beast, and there is still a strong animality in the bones.

I saw that the black hair on the fairy had become red, and the roots were like the hot air that radiated, and she looked beautiful and said:

"Who is your master? I have taught such an unscrupulous apprentice! And put my mouth clean!"

She said that other feathers have screamed high-pitched, a pair of scarlet eyes filled with murderousness, approaching the ink.

A bang!

An orange arrow smashed into a flame broke through the air and stabbed the ink to burn the heart.

The ink does not dare to scorn, shakes the fire and smashes the ghosts, but the arrow is actually just a shackle. When he is biased to resist, a fat man who crosses the sword is out. Jianguang is like water. Go hand in the back of the ink!

There was an arrow in front and a long sword in the back. It was originally decided that I could not escape.

The people who know these half-beasts are finally killing their hearts, and they have a heart-thinking mind. They think of Chu’s previous use of the script of the day, and raise their hands.

The ghost was smashed in the air, and then slammed tightly. The blood-red willow was danced with a vague shadow, forming a powerful air mass with lightning speed, and the willow on the rattan became a sharp turn. A sharp sharp knife that inhales and splits the surrounding air and objects.

One of the tricks of Chu Xiaoning - "Wind!"

Take the vine as the wind blade, and absorb all things around you with spiritual power.

Involved in the wind, all are powdered, buried in the wind, the wreck is hard to leave!

"Ah!!!" The screaming of the people, the arrow that had been thrown before had already been smashed into slag, and her long sword was swept in because it was too close to the ink.

"Hey!" The sound of the metal break was sharp and harsh, and it was not reflected. She was sucked to the scarlet edge of the "wind". She screamed: "Let me go! Crazy! You crazy!"

Seeing the suffering of the people of their own people, the feathers of the people were furious, and the red clothes were on display.

In her palm, she had a very pure crimson crystal, and her sleeves were agitated, and the spiritual power poured into it. The peach blossoms suddenly surged and the vegetation fell.

A vain fire phoenix is ​​faintly behind her, and the scorpion of the sacred sacred red is like a drip, and the original bright and unparalleled face is even distorted.

"The beast," she muttered. "I still can't stop?"

"You have summoned the phoenix virtual shadow. I am waiting to die now?" The burning face was reflected in the shadow of the fire and the phoenix. "You stop and stop me!"

"you--"

The feathers of the people rose slowly to the air.

"No--"

She sang a word, **** staring at the ink.

"qualifications--"

"with me--"

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"On the request!"

As her voice fell, a loud bang broke out in the air, and the phoenix illusion cleared and screamed, circling toward the ink and swooping away!

"boom!!"

Another roar, more terrible than just now, as if a dragon has ended its sleep since ancient times, and broke through the depths of the earth.

A golden light and a fire phoenix violently struck each other, and set off a layer of horrible storms. The ordinary feathers with weak strengths screamed and fell to the ground by this storm. Some of them directly vomited blood and were thrown out dozens of feet away.

Ling Xiaoge once flew in the sand, and the wind was raging, and the tree planting in the house was razed to the ground!

When the dust smoke spreads out, a familiar slender back appears in midair, blocking the front of the ink.

"Master, teacher respect...?!"

The man smashed the snow in the white, the wide sleeves rolled in the wind, and the sound was slightly over half of the cool and clear face, and a pair of phoenixes swept over the ink burning.

The sound of the late Qing dynasty is so cool, like the clear water in the ancient well in the midsummer.

"Can you hurt?"

The ink burned and widened his eyes, but he couldn’t react for a long time. He just kept his mouth open: "........."

Chu nightning looked back and forth around him and saw that there was no obvious scar on his body. He turned his head and said to the feathers: "You just asked him who his master is?"

He lowered his powerful spiritual power and slowly fell to the ground.

He is even lazy to say a word, only icy and extremely simple: "The dead and the dead are late, ask your boss."

"What, what?"

Chu night, Ning, raised his eyebrows, and looked like Shen Yu.

It seems that the birds can't listen to them if they are polite. That's right. Anyway, his patience is running low.

"I said that his master is me." Suddenly, "You hurt my apprentice, can you get my approval?"

Although Yumin Shangxian is respected as a fairy, but because of its noble lineage, it is far from the true immortal. Under this attack, the phoenix illusion was crushed by Chu Xiening, and his arm was also scratched by Tian. She licked the wound, and could not see the thick black blood in her fingers. The face was very ugly.

"You, your mortal in the district, dare to be so arrogant! Also, who allows you to privately peach the flower source! How come you come in!!" She is a little crazy, "You don't know how to be tall and thick -"

"brush!"

The day asked to come out and smacked on her face, and she suddenly ruptured her mouth and blood.

"I don't know what is high in the sky?" Chu Xiaoning sneered, and the square was only slightly messy sleeves when he swallowed Liu Teng. Then he slammed the ink collar with one hand and stood up with his eyes, but his eyes never left the feather. The people are half an inch. "You said, I am not knowing what is so high?"

"You, you dare to do this, you -"

"Why don't I dare." Chu night Ning looked at her faintly. "I don't dare." After a pause, he passed the ink burning next to him. "You listen, this person is mine, I took it away." ""

The ink burned has not been reacted from the horror of Chu Xiaoning suddenly descended on the gods, and it was smashed by "this person and me".

"Teacher... Master..."

"Close your dog's mouth." Although Chu Evening still has no expression, but the ink can clearly see that his eyes are full of anger, "There is more than enough to make things worse, give me a mess."

Speaking of a slap in the back of his head, with him vacated, and then a few tens of feet away, when the ink burned back, he and Chu nightning have come to the suburbs of Taohuayuan.

"Master! My brother is still there -"

Chu night Ning gave him a look, seeing him look anxious, coldly said: "Teacher? The name of the summer?"

"Right right, he is still in Lingxiaoge, I am going to save him..."

Chu night Ning raised his hand and interrupted him: "I have already cast a spell to pass him to you, you don't have to worry."

Listening to him, the ink burned, and he lifted his black and white eyes and looked at Chu Xiening: "How do you respect the teacher... Come here?"

When Chu was born in Ningyuan, he was awakened by the shackles outside the house. When he saw the situation, he swallowed a medicinal medicine given to him by the greedy wolf and was temporarily restored. But at this moment, he was inconvenient and explained with ink, only coldly said: "How can I not come." Then he raised his fingertips and gathered a golden sea otter.

“The west floor curtain is full of flowers and thin, and the spring breeze goes to Qiantang.”

The eyelashes are drooping, and Chu Yuning gently blows at the sea otter that is to be placed, and the bones bloom in an instant. Chu night Ning's slender and cold white fingertips, whispered: "Go to explore."

The jellyfish flower drifted away with the wind and quickly disappeared between the mountains and forests.

Ink burned curiously: "Master, what is this spell?"

"Throwing flowers."

"What?"

"Throwing flowers." Chu night Ning looked solemn, not at all joking, "There is no name, you ask me, I took it."

Ink burning: "..."

This person is lazy, isn’t it like this?

"Your thing, the Lord has said to me." Chu nightning looked at the direction of the sea otter, the sound is as cold as the pebbles of the river, "this matter should be the same person with Jincheng Lake at the time. This In the peach blossom source, I am afraid that I have already laid out the chess game."

“How is it possible?” The ink burned.

The Zhenqi chess game is the spell that he used to make his peak in the past. After the 18th accident, he has tried to perceive whether there is any trace of this spell. Because this ban is often accompanied by the killing of blood, once launched, it is inevitable. Killing, so if you look closely at the inexplicable grievances, you will know if anyone has a chess game around you. If the mysterious man really uses the ban again, unless he does the ultimate, there is no reason for the ignitance to be unaware.

Seeing the late night, the sceptical eyes of Ning slightly swept over, and the ink burned and explained: "I mean... This is a half-scented scent in the peach blossom source. How can people easily set up a ban on it without knowing it. ”

Chu nightning shook his head: "At that time, at the bottom of Jincheng Pool, the mysterious man manipulated all the ancient spirit beasts. Although the combat power of the ancient spirit beasts could not be compared with the beasts, it was not much better than the scattered fairy. Since it was possible to control Jinchengchi at that time, it is very likely that it will be re-applied in Taohuayuan."

"such……"

"Ok."

The ink burned up and smiled quite shyly, revealing a deep dimple: "Master, don't you want to let it mean?"

Chu nightning: "........."

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