Otherworldly Evil Monarch

Chapter 52—Cold and Blood Supreme

The three women were willing to let go, and at the same time they rushed to the top. Tang’s fat speed was comparable to the three flexible grandmothers. When Sun Xiaomei slammed his ears, he pulled hard and came back. Tang Fatzi couldn’t stop crying, but he could not plead, but Still suffering from abuse in the blink of an eye...

"Well, you are a fat man! Actually dare to hook up the three to go to those who do not know the so-called place, see today's grandmother does not put your body fat on the sky lanterns! You really have a good time, actually full of girls..."

Sun Xiaomei took the lead in the first shot. The three women were ridiculed by Jun Moxie’s face, but they dared not refute. Everyone has accumulated a stomach ache, and the fat man is a ready-made punching bag that appears in time! Without him venting, that is the real violent thing, and there is still reason to use reasonably bright and reasonable use...

Tang Yuan’s nose and tears are flying together, and the fat face is full of fat. In a moment, the chubby big face and the round body don’t know how many fists and feet, for a time, white, blue, purple, black... all in one, The screams are earth-shattering, and I am eager to ask the three young people to be merciful and save their lives in the fire. But they have not received any reply...

It seems that repairing the fat man is also a piece of strength. The three women are tired and gasping, and finally they have stopped their hands. This reminds me that there is still a culprit on the side, but this time, I grabbed the handle and finally got out of it. Suffocating, Tang Yuan finally raised his head and wanted to complain two words -

"Jun Moxie, I didn't think of you..." Suddenly the three women stopped at the same time, and the room was silent.

Looking at the position where Jun Mo Xie was originally sitting, the four people were stupid at the same time: Jun Da Shao did not know when he had disappeared...

Even the herbs on the ground are gone...

This action is really fast.

The news came out in the palace that the Tang dynasty brought his grandson Tang Yuan to the palace tomorrow morning. Tang Wanli’s father didn’t know why, but his life was hard to break. He had to send someone to the family to pick up the ‘grandson’ who had already left the house.

Tang Dashao, who was gray-faced, repeatedly thanked the **** of the gods, and finally got rid of the bitter sea. Even the clothes were too late to change, and the embarrassed escaped. For the first time, I felt that my grandfather was really cute, just like the **** Buddha who saved the trouble...

Time passed a little, and the slowly sky was getting dark. The Jun Family Courtyard, the lights are shining. The front hall was full of banquets and banquets for the two guests, the solitary general and Sun Shangshu.

The specification grade of this banquet is quite high, but it is the uncle who is unintentionally accompanied by the prince and the gentleman, but Jun Moxie seems to be evaporating and there is no trace. Let the three women who are gnashing their teeth and looking for him to settle accounts are even more mad at the belly!

Until late at night, everyone had already slept, and Jun Moxie sneaked out of the Hongjun Tower. I glanced around and left, and I got into my bedroom.

Just kidding, I am not afraid to avoid the three yellow-haired hoes! But it’s just three little girls. What am I afraid of? I am hiding... it’s just for the night cold!

The so-called saving people, such as fire fighting, how can we delay... Although the time for dispensing this medicine is a little longer... Doesn’t people need to rest? ! Really fuss!

Consoling himself, Junda took care of the anesthetic that he had only spent half an hour, a pair of internal medicine, a pair of external application; went to the bed and began to formally treat the bone injury for the night cold.

This time, it really took a lot of effort, and finally the ribs that broke in the night's cold chest were connected together like a little embroidered, completely rectified, and the big man was sweaty and tired, and there was no fatigue. Half-pointed, a **** sat down, shook his head, muttered to himself: "My mother, this work is really not done... next time there is such a thankless thing, killing Laozi I don't do it either! Grandma drip, almost half my life..."

At this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly felt inexplicably feels cold, only to feel that all the hair on his body was erected, and the breath of the air also became devoid of viciousness in the blink of an eye, murderous and ruthless!

Jun Moxie looked up and looked out awkwardly. The amazing gods had already been sprinkled out...

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

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

Yes, it is sad! It’s just an ethereal atmosphere, but it makes people feel the grief of the person who sent out this breath! This is a real feeling...

Junda Supreme can confirm that the owner of this breath must be a top superpower, and the most powerful person ever seen since the death of King Juda II, even Shi Changxiao, Ying Bokong Above!

A superpower who has fallen into endless fury and is extremely sad for some reason!

When Junda Gaoren was nervously thinking about what happened, a murderous voice suddenly exploded in the silence from the air. The landslide and tsunami generally rolled over the sky: "Eagle! Cang Yu! You two bastards, roll out for Laozi!"

Then there was a scream of sorrow and anger, and it was shocking!

The person who made the sound did not care about this place. It was the capital of the celestial empire. There are countless ordinary people below, and there is no fear that it is already late at night, and it is unscrupulous to transport the whole body, Xuan Gong, loud and loud, and momentum. The foot, the prosperity of the sound, shocked the world!

The long whistling sound is still like a dragon and a tiger, and it is shaking in the sky. It is rumbling in the sky above the Tianxiang City. It is endless. When it is too late, the howling is not slow, but it is like a landslide, the river is backward, and there seems to be Countless people shouted together in the middle of the sky!

For a time, everyone was awakened from their dreams, even if they were asleep again, and then they felt that their ears could not hear any other sound except the rumbling sound!

On the roof of Shengbaotang, a lonely and thin black man stood there, loud and unscrupulous! In the voice, full of anger and anger! anger! furious!

And the tyrannical killing that does not hesitate to destroy everything!

"Do you have the courage to kill people, don't you dare to face me? Eagle fights! Wen Cangyu! Are you two dead?! Dare to be a coward who can't be a dad!" The black man shouted again, and his voice was even stronger!

Some people who are close to each other have a loud bang in their ears, and then they can’t hear anything, because the two ears instantly “brush” the bleeding, the eardrum is broken, and the hearing is lost...

In the Junjia Courtyard and the Imperial Palace, there was a high whistling sound, just like the long-sky eagle, just like the old dragon, and the three treacherous waves entangled in one place, and everyone underneath felt the pressure was greatly reduced.

boom!

In the unintentional small courtyard, a corrective fitness image flies like a goshawk, and with an endless shiver, it rises up to the height of ten feet in the air, and the volley is hovering like an eagle. The direction of Sheng Baotang flew in the air!

"Cold blood supreme tears have no sorrow! It turns out that your old boy has arrived, and I have been waiting for you for a long time!" The eagle screamed and laughed, and the meteor flew past. "Let Laozi swear today, you have no tears, no cold, this cold-blooded guy can be ranked in the top eight!"

At the same time, from the direction of the palace, a sound of berthing is peaceful and authentic: "Tears supreme, eagle supreme; younger brother Cang Yu, to the two supremes."

Wen Cangyu, the gentleman in the palace, his voice is very peaceful, dense, not in a hurry, does not seem to be how hard, but somehow, his peaceful voice, mixed with the two most supreme sound effects In the competition, it is still clear and audible, and it has not fallen.

It can be seen that Mr. Wen’s mysterious work, even though it is not as good as the two supreme, is also very similar!

The three people are on the roof of Shengbaotang. They stand in the sky, the stars in the sky shine, the underground houses and the streets are criss-crossed, and the autumn winds roar. The three are all fluttering, like the nine gods, and they are coming to the dust.

Actually it is cold-blooded supreme tears without sadness personally arrived! This is a good show!

This old boy has a total of ten apprentices. Now he has died four, and he has three disabilities. He still has the kind of recovery. This time, I can take a good look at how this guy is worried... If the goods are in the palace. If you get rid of it, you can really help you.

The Judas killer rumors that this person is tears and no sorrow. Even if he has seen the terrifying power before the cold-blooded supreme, there is still no fear in his heart. Instead, the spirit is refreshed, and the yin and yang are quickly unfolded. I followed it up one step at a time. When he just left, Jun’s unintentional blue figure fluttered into his room. At first glance, he was lying alone in the lonely night. In addition, there was no one in the empty, and he could not help but smile. The scorpion means of the sky, but the guts are equally heavenly.

Tears are not sorrowful, white faces are not needed, although there are stars shining in the sky, but the earth is dark, and the eyes without tears are in the darkness, shining and shining with ruthless colors; Look carefully, but you can clearly see that in this cold-blooded eyes, there is still a deep grief, no way to solve!

Although it is known as the cold-blooded supreme, but the ten disciples who have been cultivating hard have suddenly died and died four times. This big master who is famous for his cold-blooded blood is still unaccustomed!

Or, no one can be excused!

For tears without sorrow, it is a great achievement to be able to cultivate ten Tianxuan disciples at the same time, and this achievement is not what the other seven great supremes do not have!

However, only between the rest of the month, the top ten disciples, two-thirds of the damage, this blow, even if it is repaired as a tearful tears, there is no way to solve it...

The monarch who followed the eagle's supreme singer could not feel the pain of tears and sadness. He suddenly found a very interesting phenomenon. Or, that should be a wonderful feeling.

He found that since he passed through, the masters he met, the top players are nothing more than tears without sorrow, Shi Changxiao, Ying Bokong and the two kings of World of War, and then Mr. Wen, The three supreme gods of the Snowy Silver City, plus a Yu Tangguo teacher Fei Mengchen.

In these people, under Mr. Wen, it is not very obvious, but from the eagle to the air, these true supreme masters have all the same characteristics.

That is, lonely!