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Nangong Liuyun nodded.

"What way?!" White old man exclaimed.

Su Luo looked up and glanced at the cold road in the corner and Hua Jiao Niang, faint smile: "Even if you want to go out, not everyone can go out."

The rest of the people are also looking towards the flowers and the cold road.

Suo Lu naturally does not want these two to go out. You must know that when these two go out, they are definitely the enemy camp. With their current strength, how many people in the Dragon and Phoenix camp will die in their hands?

So, other people can go out, but these two are still free.

"You have found a good eye, you need a blood and ink bow to break the eye?" Master Bai stared at Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun points a little bit and explains his reasoning process to the old man.

At the beginning, everyone listened with a try, but the more they listened... the more complicated their faces were, the more they were attracted to them at the end!

"What do you mean by saying that we are arguing against the **** Mohist family in Wanliushan, so we will encounter counterattacks?" Huo Laotou stared at Nangong Liuyun. "How did you infer that it was a **** ink?"

"What **** ink home?" Others looked at Hossen without understanding.

Hossen smiled bitterly: "The **** inks are not in the material planes of us... but the **** inks of the gods."

"When did we offend the **** Mohist family? There is no such thing?" The old man looked surprised.

"But now it seems that we are really trapped in the **** ink network." Hossen smiled.

Originally, he still couldn't understand it, but after inferring the interpretation by Nangong Liuyun, he immediately believed in eight or nine points.

Because he is logically distinct, reasoned and orderly, clear-cut, and there is evidence, I want people to believe it.

"But, where are you going to find a **** ink bow to break your eyes?" Everyone said that they were very confused.

"Do you want to go to the gods of the gods to find a **** ink bow?" The old man was whimsical.

The old man was white and white, and he glanced at him: "But it’s hard to go back to the gods, and then want to come back!"

Originally, with the strength of these few people, now they can also be paralyzed by the gods, because the minimum standard for entering the gods is the realm of the little gods.

Therefore, it will be said that the gods of the gods are walking all over the place, and the gods are like dogs.

"And when you go to the gods, you will find a **** ink bow?" Black Master asked.

"No." Nangong Liuyun's quiet voice sounded.

Hey, all the sounds are focused on Nangong Liuyun.

When Nangong Liuyun first came in the past two days, these peerless strongmen saw the eyes of Nangong Liuyun, and they looked at their own children and grandchildren, but now, in just a few days, Nangong Liuyun uses his strength and Wisdom has got what he deserves.

Nangong Liuyun whispered: "The **** ink bow is not in the eyes of the gods."

"Where is that?"

"The Shura world."

"How do you know?" Others are looking at the Nangong stream.

"The Longfeng people have hundreds of millions of books, and unfortunately, I have read them." Nangong Liuyun's voice is calm and powerful, and there is a kind of conviction that people can't tell.

Someone at the place: "..."

Hundreds of millions of books... read all over?

What is this brain!

However, it is precisely because of this supernatural brain that they find out the mysteries that they could not find for hundreds of years.

At this time, in the minds of Su’s mind, the rare grandfather of the sea emperor actually made a screaming call.

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