Super Dragon Slaughtering System

Chapter 2, Chapter 7, you, apprentice

In the past ten minutes and a second, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense, especially the elders of the sheep family. There was a hint of fear in their hearts, and they exchanged their eyes privately. If Ningqi really knew the Virgin Mary, How is that good?

"He is just delaying the time! The saint will never be there!"

The sheep's hook is clenched, and the heart cheers on himself. He does not believe that Ning Qi can really invite the saint, and the pro-disciple of a mountain demon in the district, where is such a big face?

Not only did he not believe it, but the quiet son and his younger brothers and sisters did not believe in it. The position of the temple in the Lucifer tribe was the clearest. Even the elders of the pavilion were invited to participate on weekdays. Please do not ask the saint, unless it is the elders of the elders, this face!

"Do you think this is a trick?"

You have less blood to see the sin of the sentence, and the voice.

The criminal scorpion looked at Ning Qi and his eyes moved slightly. He said: "It’s not like it, it can be so calm, naturally it has its grasp."

"If this son can really come to the sacred woman of the Lucifer tribe, I can wait to meet him in the future."

You have a little blood and your eyes are slightly picked up.

"Senior brother, what do you think of the four divisions in the end? If the next saint is not able to reach, the silence must not tear him away?"

Bamboo wind sounds.

"The tears are not to be born, only by his understanding to clarify this, the silence must also give a face."

Wanli shook his head slightly.

Compared with other people's unwillingness to believe, Beiyue Muyang and others are expecting in their hearts, especially the daunting face.

He didn't know why he had just walked to Ningqi, and he had already begun to regret it. Now that he is riding a tiger, if Ningqi can't bring the saint to the scene, he can't imagine how his own end will be, read here. Dawn swept a quiet look, but found that the other person just looked at him, his eyes showed a cold color.

Soon, in the past half an hour, not only the saint did not come, but even the figure that was clarified could not be seen. The atmosphere gradually became a lot easier, and a smile appeared on the lonely face.

"Ha ha ha! He really is making a fool!"

The sheep hook was long and sighed, and the laughter in his heart was not over. The expression of the sheep family was not so nervous.

"I don't think it's too late, let's go."

The quiet son laughed and went straight to the main seat and sat down.

"Cold autumn..."

The sheep smiled and looked at the cold moon in the north.

At this time, the Mozu who sat outside the door gave a sound of chilling air. Even the quiet son sitting in the main position could not help but stand up and stunned to the entrance of the main hall.

The sheep hooked a glance at the quiet son, then turned around rigidly, but saw a clear-cut face behind a woman into the hall, the woman was graceful, and the body exudes nothing. The magical atmosphere, just as soon as entering the hall, the devil got up and saluted.

Seeing this scene, the body of the sheep hook can't help but start to sway the pendulum...

"I have seen the saint!"

The Mozu tribes of the Lucifer tribe saluted, bowed their heads, and their faces were shocked. They could not believe that they could see their saints here.

"Sure enough, the saint of the Lucifer tribe..."

Chiu’s blood was taken aback and sentenced to Tianzhu, and then he got up and saluted.

Wan Li and Zhu Feng’s heart seemed to have set off a stormy wave, and the shocked Chao Ningqi looked.

"Does he really know the Virgin?"

Daun didn't dare to look at Ning Qi, and then he was ecstatic, at least he can escape today!

Beiyue Muyang, the north moon cold autumn, Lan Ruo, although the three have already believed that Ning Qi and the saints know each other, they can really see the saints coming to the temple, but they still can't believe it.

"Saint, you..."

The quiet son took a few steps to the front of Jianxi, while saluting, while using Yu Guang to sing Ning Qi, the horror in his heart, only he himself knew.

Jianxi came to a faint nod, then his eyes fell on Ning Qi, his mouth slightly raised, "Bei Xuan, I heard that someone here is going to get married?"

The Mozu people heard the name of Ning Qi from the sword, and the smile on the corner of their mouth. Looking at Ning Qi’s eyes, it suddenly made a huge change. This guy is more than knowing the saint, it looks like, the relationship between them. It seems to be very familiar!

The sheep's body trembled even more, and the sullen face was more and more ugly.

"No one wants to get married, but a quiet son who takes up his own identity, forcibly forcibly marries, and asks the saint to ask for justice."

Ning Qi smiled.

噗通.

The demons looked up, but they saw the sheep's face and fear on the ground. The eyes of the big devils flashed a trace of disdain. With such guts, they also learned to force marriage?

"The saint, this is a misunderstanding..."

The quiet son laughed and prepared to forcibly explain a wave, but was interrupted by Ning Qi unceremoniously.

"I misunderstood a fart, so many people see it with their own eyes, can it be a misunderstanding? I have a witness certificate here, you are forced to marry."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Lonely, is there such a thing?"

Jianxi looked at the quiet son.

"No……"

The quiet son just opened his mouth, but looked at the sword with a look of horror. He did not want to believe in his heart. Why did the saints not even give the opportunity to explain themselves?

boom!

Jianxi came to gently put down the palm of his hand. The quiet son was already the same as the sheep hook, and he shouldered it together. On his body, there were several chains of magical condensation.

"I am a tribe of the West, as one of the three major tribes, how proud, this kind of destiny for forced marriage, you also do it?"

Jianxi came to the cold road, and the killing in the eyes was extremely strong. It seemed that the quiet sons would be killed at any time, and the eyes of the demons were stunned. Looking at Ning Qi’s eyes, they had already brought a trace of fear. This guy, the relationship with the saint is so good?

The quiet son said that he was also a pro-disciple of the two elders of the law enforcement church, Davis. Even the qualifications for interpretation were not given, so it was suppressed?

Quietly wanted to explain a few words, but when he found the strong murder in the eyes of Jian Xilai, he immediately closed his mouth.

"The quiet son, since this marriage can't be done, the gambling contract between you and me should be fulfilled? Just as the saint is present, just be a witness, and hurry to worship the Dao En brother as a teacher."

Ning Qi smiled and said, reaching out to Dawn and pushing him to the silence.

"Gambling?"

Swordsman’s eyes flashed a hint of doubt.

Ning Qi smiled and said the gambling between him and the quiet son, and then the face of the demon in the entire hall became extremely weird.

"Oh, in this case, I am willing to gamble and lose, don't lose the face of my Lucifer tribe..."

Jianxi nodded and then looked at the silence. "You, apprentice."