Ten God Emperor

Under a few reddish bamboos, there is a round and full of bamboo shoots, about half the size of a person.

This size of fire bamboo shoots is very rare elsewhere, naturally attracting a lot of people’s attention.

The closest one to this bamboo shoot is a tall, one short and two figures. The taller figure looks like eighteen or nine years old, but the most special is his hair, almost all white, without a trace of impurities.

The shorter figure looks like only twelve or three years old. The small face is not a trace of blood, and the crystal eyelids are light blue, releasing a gem-like luster. What is even more amazing is that the little guy's face and neck are covered with white fluff and fine scales, just like the shell of the monster.

If these two people see the cloud, they will not be unfamiliar, because when he first entered the demon ridge, he also gave some help to the two brothers who were poisoned.

"The heroes, in the next thousand, I came to the fire bamboo forest because my brother gave birth to a strange disease, you need to take the fire in the forest to suppress the deterioration of the disease, this fire can not let the next Thousands of machines are grateful!"

Tan Qianji looked at the crowds that were gathering around, and there was a look of anxiety on his face. Now he bowed his hand to the crowd and took a deep sigh.

"That is unfortunately, my brother has also been seriously ill, you have to take this fire bamboo shoots to live, we need this thing, Xiongtai, can you give me a high hand, let us?"

Among the five young people who came up, one was wearing a black outfit, **** with a bun, a brow star, and a heroic temper. Now he took a shoulder of a teammate next to him and grinned.

He was photographed by a teammate, and he screamed and shook his body. He smiled and said: "Hey brother, my brain is sore, I don’t want to eat this fire jade shoot today!"

Everyone heard the words, and they all laughed and laughed.

Tan Qianji looked at them with a dignified look, and looked down at the little boy who shrank his body and shivered on the ground. His eyes showed a apology, and now he squatted and whispered: "Thousand scales, this Brother is more ill than you, we will give him the fire bamboo shoots, do you say good?"

Tan Qianxian heard the words, the little face stiffened and nodded, then gently held the legs of the sand machine, and lived in the tunnel: "Good."

Tan Qianji heard a soft smile and gently put him back. Some of them looked at the full fire of the bamboo shoots, reversing the body, preparing to leave, and the sound of a yin and yang behind it rang again. stand up.

"Hey, I said, Big Brother, look at the little guy's neck and grow up."

"Is not right, how can a good-looking person have long scales and fluff on his neck?"

"I heard that in this demon singer, all kinds of strange monsters have, and some even become human appearances. It is impossible to say that these two brothers are not people, but monsters!"

The man in black heard the words, and nodded thoughtfully. The sword eyebrows were slightly vertical and raised the hand: "If you let them go, maybe you will come to us in the future, brothers, give me a cut. Live them!"

With one order, four young people rushed forward, and the ice blades in their hands were all lit up, and the two brothers of the Sandal Thousand Machines were encircled.

Tan Qianji stopped his footsteps and looked at the crowd with a glance. His eyes fixed on the knives of the swaying swaying light. Some helplessly shook his head and said: "I don't know where the thousands of machines offended you. Opposite?"

The man in black heard the words and sneered with a sneer. He said with enthusiasm: "I said that you have a white hair with a head and a length of seventeen or eight years old. It would have been strange, but it also brought a younger brother like a monster. Ghostly, it doesn't look like a good person... If you want to live, leave the little monster on your back. If we have a lot of magnanimity, we will spare you a life."

"No!" Before the voice fell, the face of Tan Qianji suddenly changed. He said: "He is not a monster, you can't take him away!"

"Hey, it’s really a brother-in-law, that’s a pair of demon, and the brothers took them to me, peeling and cramping, I’m going to see what a monster!”

The black man screamed, and everyone picked up the knife and took it with a majestic knife.

When Tankaji saw it, he hurriedly squatted down and hugged the shivering sandal scales. He continued to comfort himself: "Thousands of scales are not afraid, there are brothers."

Seeing that the knife wind is about to be draped in his body, a blue figure in the sky flashes like lightning, and the white palm is wrapped in a strong fire, condensed on the slender fingertips, and points on those knives. A few sparks of fire, the thriving flames spurt out, directly smashed the four knives and swayed in the air for a while, and finally slanted into the soft soil.

In the face of this sudden change, everyone was caught off guard in the spotlight.

"Who?" The black man looked up and saw a long, blue figure slowly descending, flying under the long black hair, a delicate face full of smiles.

"Oh... if you don't agree, you have to kill yourself. It's a big prestige!"

The person who suddenly appeared was Yun Xi, his body landed, and the flame above the palm was not exhausted. When he turned around, his fingertips shook in the air and smiled: "The two are my friends. If you want to do it, how can I come and play with you?"

"Boss, this person is so strong."

The person who was shot down was rushing to the side of the black man, and the palm of his hand was just holding the handle. It was still hot and numb, and the tone was full of taboos.

"The pure fire attribute is vital, just the breath of the moment, I am afraid that I have already reached the four-five star martial arts... Damn! How can I meet such a strong person."

The black man's eyes are faint and uncertain, and his heart is thinking. He is a star martial artist. The people under his command are all nine-star martial artists. It is not the opponent of this mysterious person in front of him. It is just a self-seeking death.

Looking at the fire and bamboo shoots greedily, I hate the earth now: "I have offended, let's go!"

When he finished, he led the four people and turned away.

"Account for him."

Yunxiu smashed the shirt and turned around. The smile on his face suddenly became very easy: "Hey, we met again."

Tan Qianji is holding the sand scales tightly, and suddenly found that there was no movement around. Now he curiously raised his head, and a familiar face caught his eye.

"You...you are..." When Tan Qianji saw the cloud break, his face smiled slightly and sullenly, stuttering and saying: "It's you!"