Murdering Heaven Edge

Fu Long clearly remembered that Zhao Hongzhi spoke of the words, the complicated and complicated look on his face, and the pale face because of his mood.

"Hong Zhixian, how do I feel that your body has some problems? The air machine does not seem to be stable?" Fulong looked at Zhao Hongzhi with some worries.

For a master of the state of mind, the instability of the air is a joke.

But Fu Long is also aware that people are greatly affected by emotions. Especially the realm of the state of mind. Once something affects the mood, it leads to the inability to understand. Then, it is not impossible to directly take out internal injuries.

Zhao Hongzhi’s current situation is clearly this.

"Hey, recently because of this incident, the night can't be embarrassed. On the one hand, I feel embarrassed. I am sorry for the benefactor of the year. Not only did he not take his grandson into a long life, but he also gave birth to a killing machine... I am not a human! On the other hand, I am very worried. You said that if they are angry and angry, they will make the matter that I did in the past. What should I do?" Zhao Hongzhi said, even spit out a blood.

Fu Long patted his chest on the spot and assured Zhao Hongzhi that if there was an opportunity, he would help him kill Chu Mo and his grandfather.

"Isn't it two people in the world? You can't bear it, my brother, I will do it for you! Who makes us a good brother?" Fulong patted Zhao Hongzhi's shoulder and let him take care of his body.

Zhao Hongzhi’s eyes are grateful and hesitant: “So... well?”

"What's wrong? You, it's too right and too kind! You are so bad!" Fu Long remembers that when he said this, Zhao Hongzhi's face was awkward.

Perhaps, I feel that my brother is a bad person. Not feeling well?

But shouldn't the brother be like this?

What is non-black and white?

What is true or false?

In front of the two words of the brothers, they are like clouds!

However, Fulong was too busy. After agreeing to Zhao Hongzhi, he immediately had new tasks. This delay. Directly delayed for a long time.

Until recently, the Emerald Palace passed down the world, and he followed a group of people to Yanhuangcheng. I remembered that Zhao Hongzhi said that Chu Mo was the Yanhuang City. Under the investigation, he suddenly discovered that the floating palace passed on this matter. Actually related to Chu Mo!

Therefore, this time, Fulong made up his mind: not only to get the inheritance of the floating palace of Chu Mo, but also to help the brothers to get rid of the trouble!

"After killing this Chu Mo, go find the grandmother of Chu Mo. Kill it together!" Fu Long's eyes groaned and searched for the distance. He does not believe how far a 14-year-old boy can run.

Sure enough, after flying less than half an hour, Fu Long saw more than a hundred miles away, a small black spot, is on a plain. High speed rushing!

"Good boy! Actually, I really ran so fast. It seems that the body of cultivation is really the kind of world. But how can it be faster? In front of Fu, isn’t it the same? ”

Fu Long looked back and looked behind him. Within a few hundred miles behind him, there was no trace of anyone.

Fulong’s mouth reveals a disdainful smile: “I feel that I am tall and can despise the world. One strength, but the strength of the golden stone, is it really qualified to despise the world? I really want to stand on the top of the peak and overlook the sentient beings... Let's reach the state of mind!"

Said. Fulong moved to the direction of Chu Mo, and once again increased the speed!

This time. He is beginning to increase the speed by burning the body's vitality!

A yellow-level three-four-layer kid, even if there is only 10% left, he has enough confidence to win it!

Burning vitality, in a short period of time, can increase the power of running power by more than five times. But this consumption is also quite amazing.

Normally, Fulong must not dare to do this.

But now... a teenager with only three or four layers of the yellow level has already rushed out of the way for a thousand or four hundred miles. What threats can there be?

Even when only one or two percent of the energy is left, he is also a powerful man of mind!

The realm is there, just a little air, you can oppress him!

Now what he needs most... is time!

After all, Suzaku will be there, and there may not be a warrior who has no clear state of mind. Once you are reacted by the other party, and then want to monopolize the inheritance of the Palace of the Emerald Palace, you want to take the best before everyone arrives... I am afraid it is not so easy.

Fu Long stared at the small black spot in the distance, madly burning the vitality of the body, and his speed was also constantly rising. The wind blew on the face, and even a slight tingling sensation.

This feeling makes Fulong's mood have a kind of inexplicable pleasure.

He is also the first to do this!

At this moment, he even has a feeling, as if this piece of heaven and earth, he is the master!

The feeling of killing and killing is really great!

"Take the best inheritance of this little thing, I don't know how many top-level medicines can be changed. At that time, refining Dan, my realm... can be promoted to a higher level! Wu Xinjing... Tian Xinjing... One day, my Fulong will also become a master!"

In Fulong’s eyes, there was a glowing glow. There seem to be countless beautiful pictures in front of me.

He did not feel it at all, above his head, above the higher sky, above the white clouds. There was a figure, standing there quietly, and the light and cold looked at him indifferently.

One hundred miles... fifty miles... thirty miles... ten miles!

As long as he was a few hundred feet away from the figure of the boy, Fulong couldn't help but feel the pleasure of his heart and shouted: "Small things, do you think you can really run away?"

The thin figure that has been working hard has been rushing, and he heard his voice and stopped in an instant. Then stand there and turn back.

Showing a young and handsome face, but there is no fear in his eyes. Seeing him is a faint smile.

You laugh a fart!

I don't know why, I saw the handsome young face, and the fire in Fulong's stomach didn't hit one.

He really wanted to immediately slap the boy's dozens of slaps and cut his face into a pig's head, watching him still laughing.

This is actually a bit strange. It is said that Fulong is a powerful man of mind. He should never have such an emotion for a boy who has no innocence with him.

Even Fu Long himself felt a bit inexplicable.

But right away, he thought of the reason for this young boy, at this moment facing his big master, the performance is really calm!

Normally, shouldn't it be scared to fight against both sides? Shouldn’t you immediately cry for mercy?

Fu Long couldn't help but think of the house at Wang Dafa last night. Although this boy was humiliated by him and a group of people. But from the beginning to the end, they all performed very calmly. Not at all like a teenager.

In the face of that humiliation, even if it is a 50-60-year-old man, I am afraid it will be difficult to remain calm. Not to mention a **** impulsive young man.

It can be biased, from beginning to end, this teenager is so calm.

Even now, in this wilderness, it is more than a thousand miles from Yanhuangcheng. In the case of danger to life at any time... still so calm.

Why?

Where are you getting so calm? It’s too loaded!

"Kid, what are the last words to explain?" In Fulong's voice, the killing flashed. (To be continued)