In fact, everyone's mind is very simple, that's it.

If you can be jealous of 10,000 people at the same time, it shows that you are alive and well.

Murong Yu is completely speechless now...

She thinks Fang Fan deliberately...

Deliberately embarrass her!

She glared at Fang Fan fiercely, and then glanced directly at the bottom with sharp eyes.

"All shut up!"

"This matter is over!"

"Fang Fan has also confirmed it!"

"If I hear anyone talk about this matter wantonly in the future, don't blame the deity for not being affectionate!"

boom……

Murong Yu was talking, and then he placed a palm on the seat next to him, and a row of seats instantly shattered...

The seat that can be placed in this large flying battleship is naturally extraordinary, and it is very hard, and the average sanctuary realm can't damage it at all...

But Murong Yu was able to crush it. This explosive combat power shocked everyone!

At this moment everyone began to shiver inexplicably...

Quiet, lasting silence...

Everyone started to communicate with each other with their eyes, but on the surface they naturally did not dare to make any noise!

Murong Yu's pressing down on these words so urgently made these people feel even more surprised, and even settled the speculations in their hearts.

Fang Fan shrugged and walked back to his position in silence.

In fact, this is the end of the matter, and all explanations are in vain, because the relevant tone has been set from the beginning.

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, silently exhaled a suffocating breath, then shrugged his shoulders helplessly and concealed him, but he couldn't live more easily.

On this road to becoming stronger, it is destined to suffer the envy and hatred of countless people.

"Ling'er, come over and press my forehead, a little tired..."

Fang Fan subconsciously beckoned to the little girl slave Xue Ling, and immediately made a gesture to lie on Xue Ling's lap.

I used two Saint-level Aphrodisiac cards one after another. Although the combat effectiveness has always been strong, it still hurts a little bit of origin. This is the period of weakness that follows.

Suddenly, tiredness rushed.

boom……

"Humph!"

"Mother said, don't let me play with fools!"

"Especially the kind of fool who loves big carrots!"

Xue Ling said solemnly, her big eyes flickering.

Fang Fan: "..."

Where is this?

This has a hammer relationship with him?

Wave after wave, what do you want to make?

The little slave girls have begun to rebel?

"Who is a fool!"

"Come here! Press my head!"

Fang Fan curled his mouth, slightly moved his mind, and directly forcibly pulled Xue Ling over.

This little girl, can't heal you?

Can float you...

Lying on Xue Ling's soft legs, Fang Fan was silently lost in thought...

He suddenly thought that the effect of the number two slave girl could increase his combat power by one level, then...Will the combat power increase effect be superimposed on the heroes?

Fang Fan looked at a group of heroes, and then he tested a wave, finally showing disappointment on his face.

It turns out that he really thinks too much.

"This combat power stacking effect should be the same as the magical skill [Arabic God's Fury], it's just a simple increase in combat power, not a level increase..."

"So you heroes will not benefit from it."

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