Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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If you are a vegetarian, you can bite a word and a word, and it falls in the ears of everyone, but it is not the same as the thunder!

In fact, everyone knows that in the current situation, there is no Tian Xuanzi protection, she can not stay in Ziwei Tiangong.

However, being evicted from the sect, and taking the initiative to quit Zongmen, is a very different matter!

Waiting for everyone to react, Yusu reached out and handed the gold and fire to the force, only to hear a bang, the door token in her hand, was broken by the hard!

The broken jade particles and powder fell, and the wind blew, scattered in the air, and disappeared.

She disdainfully and ridiculously swept over the horrified faces of the people, raised her hand, pointing at the wind and the moon, without opening, but the scornful appearance of the high, seems to be saying:

- Windy month, you, give me waiting!

On the entire snowfield, it seems to be silenced, only to hear the sound of the wind, and the lightness of the snow, whether it is the dusty spirit or the Lu Han Yuanjun, whether it is the elders of the Zongmen or the windy moon, they can not help but look at the elements.

Even if she was covered in blood, even if she was the lowest, but at this moment, her gas field was so hard that everyone could not help but dodge.

The magic eyes are bright and look at the singularity with admiration. The cultivator has never had the right path, and it is not important to cultivate it. The heart is the most important thing.

She is not humbled by the overbearing look of the strong, still insisting on self and not willing to lose, is the most admired person of the magic road.

Hey, the right way, waiting to regret it!

Tian Xuanzi suddenly smiled, and the laughter was brisk and proud.

The ink is wide-sleeve stretched, and the enamel is protected into the arms. The magical shape of the other hand picks up a few magic repairs. He stepped on the red sword and rushed to the sky in the magical turmoil. At the horizon.

Only a slap in the face, falling slowly from the sky.

"Good! With this arrogance, it really is the sister of my mysterious son!"

Until the shadows disappeared, the people who were stunned suddenly exploded.

Lu Han Yuanjun sleeves swayed, the aura hit the ground, blasted a few feet, and looked like: "What did she say? How dare she talk like this! This **** day, she thought she was who! I Want her to die - I want her to die -"

"Master!" The wind screamed, but the look was embarrassing. Her heart was a little unclear, so she was suspicious. She shook hands in her sleeves and nails into her palm.

The dust spirit sighed: "Zhang Luhan, since they have gone, they will not pursue it. You will return to the sect, and you will practice cultivation."

Lu Han Yuanjun was reluctant to respond.

The dusty spirit looked in his eyes, but in his heart, he was bent on the sect of the sect. This time, he was not a man inside or outside. He was not satisfied with both sides... Anymore, he has lived for a few years, and he is old. Before dying, don't you just want to look at An'an, don't waver?

"Thirty years later, it is the three feasts of three hundred years. At that time, hundreds of sects will gather in the right way, and even the demon martyrdom will appear. Tian Xuanzi is not there, Ziwei Tiangong must have a Mahayana monk to support the field. You are ready to go early."

Lu Han Yuan Jun suddenly remembered, his face suddenly changed, ugly should be: "Yes."

Three feasts.

The windy moon lowered his head, and the lips twitched gently with a strange smile that no one saw.

People, ghosts, demon, since it is a three-way feast, how can it be, only the right way and the magic road to appear.

They are demon, but they should borrow the opportunity to enter the world!