Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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The disciples of other martial arts around him were originally playing a good show on the wall, and the people who were chilling and listening to the city had a hard time commenting on the performances of the wind and the moon, and the smiles were all stiff.

The male disciples sullenly glared at the city, and they wanted to fight directly to fight. The female disciples were happy to watch the wind and eat it, and they were more excited when they smiled.

Where did you see the unrecognizable people in the city?

She was stunned by her sly face, coughing to conceal her embarrassment, pretending that nothing had happened, and praying to the man: "There is a brother."

I was preparing for the head and didn't jump back into the battle. I suddenly felt a chill in the back. She suddenly turned back, but only felt that the killing seemed to be from the direction of the magic, but she was not sure who it was.

However, she was too late to find it, and her transmission flashed, and her figure disappeared into a glimmer of light.

Asked the man in Xiancheng's expression to be subtle, moved a few lips, and finally did not say anything, just shouted:

"Next, Yidong Yuwu Valley, Magma Volcano!"

"Donghai Crystal Palace, the desert in the clouds!"

......

"100,000 Dashan scattered city, the sea of ​​fog!"

The man repaired and shouted, and several famous deputies were sent away, and finally it was the turn to repair the city.

Unlike other sects, the disciples of the city were still laughing and joking until they entered the transmission array.

The man repaired his face and couldn’t bear to look straight. He was lazy and sweared a few words. He opened the transmission array straight away. He looked at the demonic team and the man smiled at her. She licked her lips and laughed and replied decisively. Go in.

He jumped off the cliff that was blowing the wind. She was blown by the wind, and there was nothing to see around. I didn’t know how long it had fallen in the air. The foot suddenly felt solid and the feet were on the ground. The week was extremely Surrounded by rich aura.

Looking at it again, she found herself in a gray mist.

There was no one on the side, and twenty people who were in the city did not know where they were scattered. She shouted and didn’t even hear the echo.

This mist is somewhat like the smog that she encountered in her previous life, or the one with less than three meters of visibility. The ground under the feet is gray soil, the particles are extremely fine, and there is no geographical indication within the line of sight.

Take out the mirror, there is no signal; pinch a message, just flew a mile, then lose direction, such as headless flies generally turn around.

Someone knows why, when other disciples see their smoke in the sea, it will be the expression of gloating.

Such an infinitely ambiguous atmosphere, replaced by any other martial art, will be driven to madness in repression.

However, they are not other sects, hahahaha!

The scorpion calmly pokes off the ruler bracelet, opens the map, and sees a black spot with twenty light spots, which is the distribution of twenty disciples.

She picked a nearest one, set up the navigation, and while advancing, watching the ghosts in the group chat:

"When is the trough? Can I grow so big? I just fell into it and took a nectar! There is really no guardian of the beast, I am not talking to you, I am going to pick it up."

"Upstairs, you can't sell nectar? I have a Dan Fang just missing the fragrance of the nectar, please!"

"Hey, it’s all about yourself. If you want to sell or sell, I will send you a bottle directly."

"Hahaha, thank you brother!"

Russell looked straightforward and sent a sentence.

"I uploaded a mask making method. I don't know what this fog is made of, but based on the respect of pm2.5, let's make a mask and wear it."