Evil King

The three daughters were willing to let go, and at the same time leaped forward flexibly. Tang Fatty's speed was comparable to these three flexible aunts. Sun Xiaomei grabbed her ears and yanked them back. Still suffering from abuse in a blink of an eye...

"Well, Don Fatty! You dare to hook up with the third young master to go to those places where you don't know the so-called, to see if your aunt doesn't light your fat and oily sky lanterns today! You really have a chance, girls who are actually full of mouths..."

Sun Xiaomei took the lead, but the three girls were scolded by Jun Moxie, but they didn't dare to refute. There is no need for him to vent his anger, that is the real violent thing, and there are reasons to use it honestly and reasonably...

Tang Yuan’s nose and tears flew together, his fat face was the same as a fat body. In an instant, his big chubby face and chubby body had many punches and kicks. For a time, white, blue, purple, black... all were available. The screams were earth-shattering, and he kept begging Jun Sanshao to show mercy to save his brothers from the fire and water, but he never got any reply...

It seems that repairing Fatty is also a laborious job. The three women were so tired that they finally managed to hold their hands. Only then did they remember that there was a genuine culprit on the side, but now they have grasped the handle, and they can finally show the fullness of just now. Sullen, Tang Yuan finally raised his head and wanted to complain--

"Jun Moxie, I didn't expect you..." Suddenly the three women stopped at the same time, and there was silence in the room.

Looking at where Jun Moxie was originally sitting, the four of them were dumbfounded at the same time: Young Master Jun has already disappeared early...

Even the herbs on the ground are gone...

This action is really fast.

...

The news came from the palace, and the old man told him to take his eldest grandson, Tang Yuan, into the palace to see him tomorrow morning. The old man Tang Wanli didn't know why, but Jun's fate was hard to violate, so he had to send someone to Jun's house to pick up the ‘eldest grandson’ who had already been expelled from the house.

The gray-headed Shao Tang repeatedly thanked the gods and Buddhas, and finally escaped from the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Before he could even change his clothes, he fled in embarrassment. For the first time I feel that Grandpa Own is really cute, just like a god and Buddha who rescues hardship...

As time passed by, the sky gradually darkened. The Jun's compound was lit up. There was a big banquet in the front hall, hosting two distinguished guests, General Dugu and Sun Shangshu.

The specifications of the banquet this time were quite high, but it was due to Mr. Jun and unintentionally going out to accompany him in person, but Jun Moxie seemed to have evaporated without a trace. The three women soldiers who gritted their teeth and wanted to find him to settle the account were even more pissed!

It wasn't until late at night that everyone was asleep, and Jun Moxie sneaked out of Hongjun Pagoda. Glancing around, he got into his bedroom.

Just kidding, my lord is definitely not to avoid those three yellow-haired girls! It's just three little girls, what am I afraid of? I hide... just to prepare medicine for Ye Guhan!

The so-called saving people is like fighting a fire, how can it be delayed...Although the time for dispensing the medicine is a little longer...difficult, doesn't Daoist need to rest? ! Really fuss!

After comforting himself, Young Master Jun held the anesthetic that he had worked out in just half an hour, one pair of oral administration and the other external application; he walked to the bed and began to officially treat the bone injuries for Ye Guhan.

This time, it really took a lot of effort to finally connect the broken ribs in Ye Guhan’s chest like a little embroidered together, and healed them thoroughly. Jun Dao’s sweaty shirt was exhausted and nothing. He sat down with a half-hearted attitude, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "My dear mother, this job is really not done by humans... Next time there will be such thankless things, kill daddy. I didn't do it either! Grandma Di, almost killed me half my life..."

And at this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly felt cold all over her body inexplicably, and she felt all the hairs on her body were standing up, and the air in the air became extremely vicious and murderous in a flash, cold and cold!

Jun Moxie Huo Ran raised his head and looked out awe-inspiringly. The amazing Divine Sense has been spilled out in an instant...

Suddenly, an overwhelming violent aura suddenly erupted in a certain part of Tianxiang City, stretching for dozens of miles...

This breath is full of endless fury, and, sad!

Yes, it is sad! It's just a misty breath, but it makes people feel how sad the person who emits this breath is! This is a real feeling...

Master Jun can confirm that the owner of this breath must be a top super power, and he is the strongest man ever seen since King Killer II was a man, and even Shi Changxiao and Eagle Fighting Above!

A super strong man who fell into endless rage and extremely sad for some reason!

While the great masters were nervously thinking about what happened, a murderous voice suddenly thundered from mid-air in silence, and landslides and tsunamis rolled across the sky: "Eagle Bokong! Wen! Cangyu! You two bastards, get out of Daddy!"

Then there was a long roar of desolation, grief and anger, shaking the sky!

The person who made the sound did not care that this place was the capital of the Tianxiang Empire. There were countless ordinary people below, and even more so that it was late at night, and he unscrupulously transported his whole body of profound arts and shouted loudly, imposingly. The foot, the prestige, shocked the world!

The long howling sound is still like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, shaking the sky and the earth, rumbling and reverberating over the entire Tianxiang City. Countless people screamed at the same time among the ten thousand li sky!

For a while, everyone was awakened from their dreams, even those who sleep no matter how deep their sleeps are. Then they felt that their own ears could not hear any other sounds except this rumbling sound!

On the roof of the Shengbao Hall, an arrogant and thin man in black stood there, shouting loudly and unscrupulously! In the voice, full of grief and anger! anger! furious!

And the murderous tyrant who doesn't hesitate to destroy everything!

"You have the courage to kill, don't you dare to face me? Ying Bokong! Wen Cangyu! Are you two dead?! Dare to be cowards!" The man in black shouted again, his prestige increased!

Many people who were closer, heard a loud bang in their ears, and then they couldn't hear anything, because the two ears were "brushed" in an instant with bleeding threads, the ear drums were ruptured, and their hearing was lost...

There was a loud roar from both the monarch’s compound and the imperial palace at the same time, like an eagle in the sky, like an old dragon groaning; three waves of trembling sound entangled in one place, and everyone below suddenly felt the pressure greatly reduced.

boom!

In Jun Wu’s small courtyard, a body-building shadow flew up like a goshawk, with an endless roar, soaring up to ten feet high in the air, hovering in the sky, like an eagle rising in the sky, towards the sky. Flew in the sky in the direction of Shengbaotang!

"The cold-blooded supreme has no sorrow in tears! It turns out that your old boy has arrived. Daddy has been waiting for you for a long time!" Ying Bokong gave a long laugh, and flew over like a meteor. "Let daddy take a look today, why is this cold-blooded fellow with no sorrow and tears to be ranked fifth among the Eight Supremes!"

At the same time, from the direction of the imperial palace, a lingering voice said peacefully: "The tears are the supreme, the eagle is the supreme; the younger brother Wen Cangyu, to the two supreme sages."

Wen Cangyu, it is Mr. Wen in the palace. His voice is extremely peaceful and dense, without any suddenness, and he doesn't seem to use much force, but for some reason, his peaceful voice is mixed with the two supreme sound effects. In the competition, it was still clear and audible, and there was no wind in the slightest.

It can be seen from this that even if the profound skills of this Mr. Wen are not as good as the two supreme ones, they are almost the same!

The three of them are standing on the roof of Shengbao Hall, with the stars shining in the sky, the underground roof tiles crisscrossing the streets and alleys, and the autumn breeze is roaring.

Actually, the cold-blooded supreme has arrived in person with tears and no sorrow! Now there is a good show to watch!

This old boy has a total of ten apprentices. Now four of them have died and three are disabled. They are still crippled and recovered. This time, you have to take a good look at how this guy got angry... If you kill it, it will really help me a lot...

The King Killer heard that this person was without tears at first sight. Even though he had seen the shocking power of the cold-blooded supreme, he still had no fear in his heart. Instead, he lifted his spirits and quickly unfolded Yin & Yang to escape, and followed the eagle in the air. Behind him, he followed without pulling a step. As soon as he left, Jun Wuyi's blue-clothed fluttering figure came into his room, and he saw that Ye was lying alone and lonely. Apart from that, there was no one else in the emptiness, and he couldn't help but smile. Although the nephew's method can reach the sky, the courage is also the same.

Tears without sorrow are long and tall, without a white face. Although there are stars in the sky, the earth is dark, and tears without sorrow are in the darkness, shining and shining with ruthless colors of the forest; but If you look carefully, you can clearly see that there is still a deep grief in the eyes of this cold-blooded supreme, and there is no way to resolve it!

Although known as the cold-blooded supreme, the ten disciples who had worked so hard to nurture suddenly died and died. This great master with a cold-blooded reputation is still inevitable!

Or, no one can be exempt from vulgarity!

For Lei Wushao, being able to cultivate ten Profound Sky disciples at the same time can be said to be a great achievement, but this achievement is something that the other seven supreme nobles do not have!

However, in just over a month, the top ten disciples lost two thirds. This blow, even the shocking tears of Cultivation Base, cannot be resolved...

The Great Master, who followed the Great Eagle, was not in the mood to experience the pain without tears. He suddenly discovered a very interesting phenomenon. In other words, it should be a wonderful feeling.

He discovered that since he had traveled over, the top players he encountered were nothing more than tears without sorrow, Shi Changxiao, Ying Bokong, and the two Kings of Magical Beasts from the Forest of Punishment, and then this Mr. Wen. , The three supreme gods Elder of Hefengxue Yincheng, plus a Yutang State Master Fei Mengchen.

And for these people, it is not very obvious from Mr. Wen, but from Ying Bokong up, these true supreme-level masters all have the same characteristic.

That is, loneliness! (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)

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