Dragon-Marked War God

Along the way, he has not stopped any time, just to find them soon.

He is not for himself, his life is selfless.

"When a person is alive, there must always be some persistence. When he resolutely left me, it is also difficult to let go of his heart. I don't blame him. Today, I will die together, and I will not look back."

Ling Xiao smiled softly, they no longer blame Jiang Chen, because even if they are, it is impossible to change the situation, and even let Jiang Chen get shackled. Today, in the first battle, Jiang Chen is dead, and they will also follow Jiang Chen. And go.

"Everything is over, little brother, your stubbornness, it is time to end."

Shangguan Hongyan’s palm is a grip, and Jiang is still old and hot. If you are a fledgling one, you dare to be mad at Zhongzhou’s land. Then there is only one ending, and it’s a stinging head that can’t be tolerated. It’s a tribute to everyone.

"If you want to finish, let me ask this gun in my hand."

The cold and crisp sound echoed on the nine-day void, and it was powerful.

A white figure, standing on the top of the dome, the young man's temperament, a blond hair, dancing with the wind, handsome and unparalleled, heroic and outstanding, even countless beautiful women, their faces are self-defeating, unpredictable.

Juvenile beauty is like a painting, like the one that comes out of the painting.

The young man stood there silently, as if the whole void had become stagnant. His impetuous deterrence and domineering, especially the golden gun in his hand, exudes a faint cold light, which is shocking.

Like the old Qingsong, which has existed forever, stood there and led countless people to look up.

"Little dust, you look like a wolverine, I really laughed at myself."

The white boy said with a smile, in the eyes, with a touch of blood and tears of life and death, holding the golden gun in his hand.

The tattered clothes, bloody, **** and fuzzy, the wolf's demon wolf, is his only life.

How many years, how many years, he is looking forward to this day, but did not expect them to reunite here.

The corner of the mouth carries a bloodthirsty taste. The blood and tears in the eyes of the young boy in white are spinning in the eyelids. Above the arms, the blue veins rise and the face is getting cold, like the gods killing God.

"While you look so handsome, in my eyes, I will always be a kid."

Jiang Chen said with a smile, but there was some wetness in his eyes, like a wind and sand.

"I am a fairy board, I am the best in the world!"

The white boy laughed and laughed.

"Chen Yan, you bastard, how is it still so weak. Like the monk, the wind can not help but wind."

The white boy said dismissively, provoked the cold and the monk monk to laugh and cry, but at that moment, the war in their hearts began to burn again.

A beautiful boy, a legacy and independence, not a rhubarb, who is it?

The return of rhubarb, let the fire of hope in their hearts, which had already been extinguished, be re-ignited, they still have hope, the rhubarb is in, Jiang Chen is in, they are all!

"A beautiful teenager."

Ling Xiao and Yue Er and others are silently staring at the white boy, and the new sighs, because he is so handsome, even handsome makes people think that this beauty should not appear on him, even women will Produce a jealous face.

"That is the closest brother of Jiang Chen's brother."

Long Yinger smiled slightly and smiled with tears. They also saw a glimmer of hope. After two people went to Yunyu, Jiang Chen told her all things, hoping she could understand herself and understand herself. Dragon Shadow is not jealous of anyone, as long as he is the brother of Jiang Chen who makes himself feel at ease, as long as he is by his side, everything will be content.

"From now on, who dares to bully you, Laozi destroys his family!"

The golden gun in the hands of the rhubarb is clenched, and the slamming sound is loud, and the power and hegemony are shocking.

After so many years, the rhubarb is still the same, hateful and hateful, some people dare to bully Jiang Chen, he will definitely make opponents die. Over the past few hundred years, they have been annihilated in the long river of history. Their brothers' feelings are more intense. No one can understand that they are dependent on each other for so many years of deep friendship, without words to express, but thicker than the sky. high.

When the rhubarb looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes flashed a thick thought. In the days of the Luoshen people, there was no longer any worry that the little dust would be in danger. He continued to cultivate and constantly strengthened himself. Just to one day, I can stand by Jiang Chen and fight alongside him. At that time, he can say with arrogance. Laozi is not only the best in the world, but Laozi is still the best in the world.

This day, finally arrived, in the eyes of rhubarb, it is constantly changing, blood and tears intertwined, this moment, he has already decided, he wants to open the kill!

"This guy, looks so beautiful, can you really hold it?"

"People can't be seen, can't you understand this? But only the peak of the Emperor's kingdom is in the midst of fear. It is also the fate of death."

"Unfortunately, this good skin, even my woman, is deeply jealous of him."

Countless people looked at the beautiful teenager who stood in the wind, and felt a lot in his heart. Even compared to Jiang Chen, he even felt a pity.

"I don't know what to do, now, there are people who dare to stand by him. It seems that you are also coming to die."

Black Dragon St. said with a look of indifference, the white boy in front of his strength is good, but it is not enough to change the score, the impact on the situation is almost zero.

"That will kill together, I have to see, how much wind and waves this guy can pick up."

The White Dragon Saint is also a sneer, and the five strong dragons of the Dragons are the first to attack, and they do not give Jiang Chen any chance of this white boy.

"Little dust, I will let you see today. I have never slacked off in these years!"

The rhubarb holds the golden gun, and a gun is thrown out of the body. In the chaos, the gun shadow is turned into a layer of halo, which breaks out, and the wind is like a mountain.

Jiang Chen silently looked at the rhubarb, silently looking at the familiar young figure, with a touch of gratification in his mouth. Over the years, their brothers and two, finally met again, a thousand words, not as good as all the way. Heroes!

Jiang Chen knows that over the years, rhubarb may not be better in the days of the Luoshen people. He is alone and unruly. The Luoshen is one of the ancient Protoss. There must be countless geniuses, strong as clouds, and he can be numerous. Among the strong, they stand out, and today, the pain and suffering that they have experienced must not be clear in a few words. Although the goddess Luo may have helped, but after all, it is the child of other people, Rhubarb wants to stand out in the Luo Dynasty, he can only work harder than anyone.