The Secret of the Seal

The first thousand four hundred and ninety-four chapters of the bitter woman's resistance!

"Xuankui, you are a dog hybrid! You can't die!" Zhuang Hu is like a blasted explosive barrel, and it is exploding. He is desperate to rush to the life and save Miffin in distress. Suddenly, he pressed his shoulders very strongly and pressed him back.

"Wen Yujie, you..." Zhuang Hu was blushing at this time. If Muffin was tainted by Xuankui, what face would he face to face Qin Dong?

"Let the sister go!" Just as Zhuanghu was in a state of anger, when he wanted to vent his anger, Wen Hao said that he was red lips. Although the voice is not big, but it is extremely firm, with the look of the righteousness, Zhuang Hu feels a powerful force from her body.

"Sister..." Zhuang Hu snorted. [

Wen Xiaoxiao is very beautiful, and the words spoken are full of incomparable sentiments. "Let the sister do this last thing for you!"

Zhuang Hu seemed to realize what he was, only to feel a fierce heart, and then poured into a strong and intense sadness.

Zhuang Hu is about to shake his head to stop the literary cricket. The literary genre is already flying, and his figure is like a moth in a fire, weak and firm.

"Xuan Kui, you demon, come to life!" Zhuang Hu's brain suddenly fell into a blank, only the ears kept whispering.

It took a lot of effort and finally subdued Muffin. Xuan Kui was going to enjoy his prey, and he was shocked to hear the screams of Wen Hao. Looking back, I saw only the literary remarks and resentment with a full face, the momentum is like electricity, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

"Wen Hao? Are you crazy?!" Seeing that the person who sneaked on himself turned out to be Wen Hao, Xuan Kui's face was immediately filled with anger.

Wen Hao did not pay any attention to Xuan Kui's roar, his body shape never went forward, and he would look at Xuan Kui's body. Xuankui's eyebrows were picked and swung out, and a solidion was like the spiritual power of the steel wall. It was suddenly assembled on his chest.

Despite the mortal determination of Wen Hao, although she released the resentment that has been suppressed in her heart for several years, it is still difficult to make up for the gap between her cultivation and Xuan Kui. Wen Hao's palm hit the steel wall, and immediately it was like a splash of water on the dam, broken and broken. Later, even the people of Wenyu, in the blood of the spit, flew out like a glimpse.

"Wen Yujie!" Zhuang Hu reacted at this time, suddenly jumped up, regardless of the injury, like a sharp arrow off the string, shot in the direction of Wenyu landing.

However, just as he was about to touch the literary moment, a powerful spiritual force, followed by the first move, lifted the figure of the literary grace, and passed away with Zhuang Hu.

"Xuankui, what do you want!?" It is Xuankui who took the literary grace. Zhuang Hu wanted to fold up and catch up, but was smashed by Qu Lin’s volley, and he could only make a loud noise at Xuan Kui.

Xuankui’s face was blue and green, and she was arrogant. She simply ignored Zhuanghu and grabbed the powder neck of Wenyu. She just lifted her up from the ground. A pair of eyes stared at her like a fire, biting her teeth. A meal asked, "Why are you betraying me!?"

Wen Hao apparently expected this ending, and did not feel panic at all. There was only deep anger on his face. At this moment, Wen Hao seems to have changed a person, changing the weakness of the past, revealing the strong and courageous side of her heart, not afraid of the mysterious look of Xuan Kui, and looking at it, not answering questions. "Do you say that?"