Come to me, two questions are now one. That Jiang Jingtao defected and destroyed Cang Lan, and turned to the slightly confused destiny wind. No matter what he didn’t understand, he continued to ask what the people of Heaven and Sword Alliance gave.
The wind of destiny suddenly glanced at the soft curtain flying in the sky, and the fish-white brilliance shone on his white face as if he had never seen it. They also felt very strange. The protector of Heaven and Sword Alliance went back to arrange for the clan affairs to come here soon.
It’s also that the sword alliance in heaven can’t leave, but always leave some people to destroy Cang Lan. I knocked on the corner of the model of the underworld to recuperate in the ground. I hope that the destiny patriarch will arrange some people for me. We should fight back quickly while the underworld is also damaged
Destroy the puppet art, the wind of destiny seems to be something that is not at ease and has been refined.
Seventy percent. Destroy Cang Lan and smile. Suddenly, I ordered a little bit of blood in my eyes, but I got a good gift.
What is it that sees the destruction of Cang Lan’s appearance, and looks at the prey, Manman ian, moving his lips and the fox’s destiny, and his heart passes through a trace of inexplicable uneasiness
There should always be a fight against those people in the underworld. Cang Lan turned around and patted the wind of destiny. The shoulder smile suddenly turned cold. The patriarch of destiny arranged the place as soon as possible. I’m afraid that the chop suey in the underworld will recover soon.
Well, the wind of destiny narrows its eyes to a light black pupil, and the eyes feel that the color of Cang Lan’s red pupil is deeper. I don’t know that in a short time in Hanshan League, his work has changed again, but he can’t help but sink his heart and light up.
The eldest brother’s destiny hurriedly walked a few steps but deliberately avoided the direction of destroying Cang Lan.
Inform the people of the Sword Alliance of Heaven to immediately turn around and then draw ten elites from the first-order dharma protector of Zongzhong to stand by and watch the destiny duct die out. Canglan continued, let the shadow killer be sent in the misty rain on the balcony for one thousand.
Is the destiny of the wind and cloud devoting to salute the figure and posting it behind the ears of the destiny of the wind? Do you really want to send ten first-order elites?
That’s right. The wind of destiny raises its finger and stops it accurately. Don’t ask more questions before the wind of destiny wants to speak again. Go and prepare.
Destiny has to swallow words to turn around and gently wave while walking. The row of white Wu Qi turned around and disappeared like the same smoke.
Fate patriarch is happy to destroy Cang Lan. Nodded with satisfaction, he turned around and fell on his shoulders. What do you think?
I think those two kids are still stubborn and fierce, and they hit the edge of the platform with a punch. What’s the matter with the two dharma protectors? It’s not that they let their own clan recuperate for the underworld. What else is there to say?
Don’t forget that they also came to destroy the martial arts meeting in China. The lotus flower in the pupil flashed gently and took hold of the fierce Qingyang’s shoulder. Now which of the two people is the running dog of the underworld?
This fierce Qingyang scratched his head and snorted. I can’t figure it out.
I think the patriarch of destiny is so cautious about this matter, because I’m afraid he also wants to stop this news. Destroy Cang Lan and stand up and pat the war model with a smile. After all, he is also a member of the Shenzhou Alliance. If people know that there is chaos from the Alliance Department, I’m afraid people’s hearts will be even more shaken.
The wind of destiny stands up slightly, and the back sound is still warm and jade. We never care about such evil sects.
I know that they don’t pay much attention to the patriarch’s destiny in Shenzhou now, even if they were destroyed like the sword and cloud, they don’t care about the inexplicable reorganization. When I think of the surging crowd of Shenzhou’s martial arts, it’s far from a cold and desolate figure, and the two groups of Hanshan League sword and cloud form a triangle.
He finally separated the shadow from his memory. It’s really familiar. He touched Ba and sneered that this elegant door is really troublesome.
Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 41 Aroma, face, cold wind, maze
The cold wind roared and rolled up, and the fog and shadows scattered round and round, and they were entangled in flying over layers of clothes and long hair like fragments of wandering souls.
The wind is like a ghost crying across the ear, telling the profound sadness, the cold sadness, and the same layer of ice slowly and irresistibly freezes people’s hearts.
See a pair of evil ghost landscape elegant door edge now a figure pledge proudly stood in the wind blood flying out surging billows, his blood pattern black robe is far deeper than the night with tearing black hole rolled all bloodshot.
Beside him, his eyes are bright and bright, and his young face is as bright as the night star, as if to tear this rich dark night with his bare hands.
Behind the two teenagers, there are three teams of people, a team of white clothes is cold, but it turns into a fog in the dark night. The wind and cloud of masculinity are the elite guards sent by Emperor Xuanzong of Heaven. Their sides are covered with shaqi, Jiang Jiaoyan is hidden in long sleeves, and their fingers are secretly pinched tight, and then they are armed with a militant sword.
And the third team almost stopped breathing, and even disappeared into the evil wind, wrapped in a blue-black strength coat, revealing a pair of eyes as fierce as a nighthawk.
Destroy the surging billows and look back at the people behind them. The blood pupil coldly sweeps everyone’s figure. Suddenly, the leader of the team, the young and black killer, leans on both sides of the green sun and whispers that it is the manpower in the misty rain on the balcony.
No one led Yao Lie Qingyang. He turned around and saw the destiny. He looked like a person in debt, and Jiang Jiaoyan next to him was even harder than the stone carving. He couldn’t help but grunted. If leading people is like this, it would be all right.
You don’t have to wait for the destiny to come, and I’ll forget it with you. Cang Lan smiled and patted fierce Qingyang on the shoulder, making his eyes suddenly sharp. See that layer of blood vine?
Fierce Qingyang squints and nods. Isn’t this blood vine what we met in the fog-barrier forest?
That’s right. This is the nightmare of the underworld. Kill Cang Lan and dial a bunch of chaotic dancing to block the line of sight. Red hair wants to come to Ye Lian Dynasty. After all, the two organizations are birds of a feather.
Destroy Cang Lan’s tail sound is weak, narrow the blood pupil and slowly suck the nose, as if he were concentrating on sensing what breath is cold in the wind and mumbling this fragrance.
The aroma is strong, and the green sun is light and one leng. It also encourages the nose to feel carefully and pat the back of the head and shake its head. There is no aroma.
However, you don’t feel that if it was as strong as it was then, you would have been dizzy long ago. When you put out Cang Lan and opened your eyes, you suddenly fell down and hid in the high slope, and you waved your hand to instruct people to lie down as well.
What’s the matter with the destiny? Although it won’t last, it will destroy Cang Lan, but it’s the destiny that makes him obey all instructions of destroying Cang Lan, and his eyes will immediately do the same as others, holding down his knees and raising his eyebrows and asking.
The immortal surging billow answered suddenly and sharply, and the wind blew a murderous look. I saw a mass of chaotic and crazy flying shadows flying from a large blood vine barrier, and they rushed in all directions. At night, they cried and complained that the evil wind broke out even more, and they almost pierced the flesh directly.
This is Jiang Jiaoyan’s eyes open and he moves to destroy Cang Lan behind him. He asks a young man who is not familiar with evil spirits. Is a very strong yin qi not a penis?
Of course, it’s not that Cang Lan failed slightly and sent the cold magnetic field near to Jiang Jiaoyan’s ears. The elegant gate once trained a large number of emotional ghosts, but also deployed blood and evil spirits to move the path of the underworld directly. Now we see these.
Fierce Qingyang suddenly took out Cang Lan, and the slap was really merciless and ringing, and immediately there was a red Cang Lan.
Destroy the surging billows really taken aback and touched by the strength flapping one arm frown way?
That’s fierce Qingyang, who was just about to raise her arms and fingers high and suddenly felt that they should not hide their bodies now, so she hurriedly returned her fingers anxiously and said, that’s not it.
This little brain is straightforward. The more anxious you are, the more you can’t say it. The words are stuck in your lips and teeth. It’s also awkward to push his arm to stabilize his mind. Then he shows a pair of blood pupils to see that the sky is roaring and spinning wildly. Fei Ying.
In the thick night, the evil wind swept wildly, flying around in a virtual shadow, and a large number of ghosts cried, and the broken red gradually fell, and it was neither rain nor dust, but it was immediately swept away by the evil wind.
Destroy the surging billows and others in the place, but also by this strange broken red rush into a scarlet, listen to the destiny of the wind and cloud, spat it lightly, stick it on your lips, frown at a broken red, and see what it is.