Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The light of the knife flashed, and it was a glazed flying knife. The knife changed as desired and disappeared into Lan Wushuang's hands. At the same time, the thirteenth from left had already captured Lan Wushuang.

"Huh? You let me go!"

Lan Wushuang liked this flying knife and wanted to catch it again. The master sister was overbearing, and Zi Yan and others knew it.

"This is mine, are you too much?"

The thirteen from the left looked at Lan Wushuang with no anger, and the voice of a sword spirit rang in his heart, Tu Long disappeared into the hands of the thirteen from the left, and he was able to blend into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Dragon Slaying now is really amazing, moving with the heart of the left thirteen.

"You dare to do something with me, don't you?"

Lan Wushuang smiled proudly, squeezing a fist, and the void exploded. Not only did Lan Wushuang control the spells, but the power of the flesh was also tempered by the tiger's whiskers.

"Master sister, you better listen to him!"

"I listen to him? He thought, who is he?"

Lan Wushuang hadn't broken free yet, just about to attack Zuo 13 to **** Dragon Slaying.

"Master sister, he is the brother of the Holy Lord!"

"Fart, if he is, I am his grandmother!"

Lan Wushuang didn't believe it, but such words made Ren He and the others laugh bitterly. Then the Holy Master Seal appeared on the spot in front of Lan Wufang.

"Holy Master Seal? What's the matter?" Lan Wushuang's cosmetic contact lenses flickered, and he was very puzzled.

"Lan Wushuang, come, who are you grandma!"

"Grab my knife!"

The left thirteen laughed grinningly, which made Lan Wushuang a little vain. Is it true that the left thirteen is the son of destiny and is recognized by the holy lord?

"Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding!"

Lan Wushuang couldn't help but squeezed out an embarrassing smile.

"Misunderstanding is over?"

"So how are you doing?"

"Essence!"

The thirteenth from the left stared at Lan Wushuang, who was already flushed, this guy, how could he stare at his blood.

"What are they talking about?"

Ren He and others are very puzzled, while Zhu Ren is practicing and being promoted to sages. Outside the Temple of Heavenly Kings, many people in the temple are watching, watching the saints and three flowers falling in the sky, they are also enlightening.

"Ziyan, I will go to the Stone Ghost Heavenly King Palace these few days!"

"No, how can you live with Master Sister?" Zi Yan was a little panicked.

The great sister Lan Wushuang, but not a good reputation in the temple, no man came out of the Heavenly King Palace.

"It's okay!"

The thirteenth from the left smiled mysteriously, Lan Wushuang's special physique and cultivation technique could cause the most primitive zombies. Now the thirteenth from the left wants to practice with Lan Wushuang.

Tu Long had recovered, and the thirteenth from the left had to practice well before the Holy Lord returned.

This is the thirteenth from the left who takes the initiative to cultivate the zombie body. After all, it is impossible to recover the half-spirit now. The thirteenth from the left is now just a zombie, only the zombie path.

"You live with me? Really?"

However, Lan Wushuang laughed, with an incomparably charming smile. Now the more I look at the left thirteen, the more satisfied he is. Moreover, Lan Wushuang's cosmetic contact lenses are turning rapidly, her Heavenly King Palace is not something ordinary people can enter.

"Master sister, you can relax, this is the brother of the Holy Master after all!"

Chen Dong still reminded that if Lan Wushuang sucked the thirteen from the left, then the Holy Lord would return, then it would be troublesome.

"I know!"

Lan Wushuang stood up, his tall body exuded infinite charm.

Zuo Shisan and Lan Wushuang disappeared, Zi Yan stamped his feet on the ground, extremely angry.

"Left thirteenth, you bastard, how do you talk to the master sister?"

The charming Ziyan didn't know why he was so angry. After spending so many days with Zuo Thirteen, Zi Yan took Zuo Thirteen into the temple. Zi Yan seemed to have a special affection for Zuo Thirteen.

The golden palace, the door was empty, and the stone ghost heaven was deserted.

But behind the gate, there are women in white clothes, all kneeling down. These women are the daughters of barbarians, with bare feet and too little white gauze.

These people bowed their heads piously, Lan Wushuang led the man back, and these women also understood.

Heavenly King Palace is the Kingdom of the Daughters!

"Like it?"

Lan Wushuang walked into the Palace of Heavenly Kings, and instantly, the Palace of Heavenly Kings turned into a bizarre world. In this world, Lan Wushuang wore a queen's robe, which made people want to stop.

"The Palace of Heavenly Kings, is your little world?"

The thirteenth from the left also admired that Lan Wushuang, the Heavenly King, turned the Heavenly King Hall into a small world. In this world, only primitive, everything is primitive.

Women raise silkworms and weave cloth, women plow the fields and sweat.

Here is like a wild land, any woman can feel the original power.

In front, it was a rushing river. In the river, there were three thousand women playing like a mermaid in the water.

These women undulate in the water, and every position attracts the attention of men.

Of course the thirteenth from the left saw it too, his pace had stopped, and he looked deeply at the river.

"Primitive Desire River, after drinking this river water, you are my person!"

Lan Wushuang smiled proudly, no matter who the thirteenth from the left was, this time, Lan Wushuang would use the thirteenth from the left to enter the original road. Especially let Zuo Shisan take the initiative to dedicate the Dragon Slaying Saint Soldier.

"Original, great taste!"

The thirteen pupils on the left have turned into golden eyes, the zombie patterns on his body are roaring, and the bones and wings are about to come out. Every bone that does not melt, seems to be attracted by the original power, and is trembling.

"what?"

The thirteen from the left grabbed Lan Wushuang, making Lan Wushuang stunned, and then he saw the thirteen from the left, pulling Lan Wushuang and walking towards the original river.

"I, I won't go down!"

Lan Wushuang was still wearing a queen's robe, always allowing men to vibrate into the primitive river, into the realm of dreams, and then use this dream to absorb everything about men and transform the primitive way.

"Puff!"

It was useless if it didn't go down. The thirteenth from the left dragged Lan Wushuang down, and the river immediately enveloped the two of them. The thirteenth from the left is a water zombie, in front of this primitive river, the real body is suddenly revealed.

"what?"

Lan Wushuang watched in shock. In the original river, the thirteen left eyes were golden, his face was covered with mysterious stiff lines, the bones and wings rose from the back, and the supreme fierce power emerged in his body.

In front of this fierce might, Lan Wushuang was afraid, and his mind was taken away.

"Impossible, my original way, how was it suppressed? Who is he?"

Lan Wushuang is the queen, who controls this small world, especially in Primordial River, where she is invincible. Women can use the original to get more energy.

But now, Lan Wushuang was shocked by the fierce power emanating from the thirteenth left. And in the original dream, Lan Wushuang was actually confused.

The blood on his body was boiling, Lan Wushuang wanted to get close to Zuo Thirteen, and wanted to surrender to Zuo Thirteen.

"My original way!"

The stone ghost heavenly king Lan Wushuang was terrified.

The stiff air completely enveloped the primitive river. The primitive power contained in the river water completely stimulated the origin of the zombie on the left thirteenth.

The billowing torrent turned into the Optimus water column, and the three thousand dream girls in the distance were directly shrouded by the water.

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