The Secret of the Seal

The eighth hundred and sixty-three chapters of anger and punishment should always be!

"Shut up! I know early? I know why you didn't say it early?" He screamed and screamed, and he should always shut up with a sly face.

"His Royal Highness, the squirrel is very dangerous now, and I am counting on you to save it!" The monkey said in a hurry.

A little thought, look at Chang Yingdao: "Here is handed over to you. Strange monkey, let us go!" After that, he rolled up a black gas, covered the monkey, and disappeared without a trace.

"The surname is always, what do you want, come on!" After he left, he should always look at the moon without a good intention. The moon shouted and shouted. [

"What do you want? Hey... you can talk to your seat first!"

"I am! I am not a seven-foot man in the middle of the hall, I am on the squatting day, squatting in the middle, in the middle is not yelling at you, this bastard!"

"The mouth is still hard!" Chang Ying brows a wrinkle, face "show" three points haze. He flew up and kicked straight toward the knees of the moon.

The moon is not subconscious and wants to dodge backwards, but this movement, the body immediately came down with tears of heartbreaking pain. Even after eating a few slams, the moon is still standing at this time, it is already a miracle.

The shape of the moon was shaking, and almost fell to the ground. But he struggled and stabilized with a tough and full of anger. However, this is the foot that should be kicked, he can't hide anyway.

Often a foot, solid, without any deviation on the knees of the moon. A very clear crack of the bones sounded, and the moon screamed and slammed, and one knee squatted on the ground.

"The surname is often, you are a dog thief! I have the ability to come to me, come to me!" The pain of the face of the moon is in the eyes of Moxie Long, so that he is not sad. The whole person seems to lose his sense of reason and make a scream.

Often he should be ignorant of his arrogance, a pair of sinister and full of smug eyes, just staring at the moon, admiring his painful look.

"You are not squatting?" Chang should sneer.

Yue Wei took a deep breath and held it on the ground with his hands, struggling to shake his body. With his movements, the blood was like a mountain spring, and a spontaneous one came out of his mouth. At this time, the pain suffered by the central government has already surpassed the limits that human beings can bear.

This kind of bones and tenacity, which was expressed by the Weiyang, made Moxuanlong and Liuli Fairy’s eyes wide open, and he couldn’t believe it.

"Not yet, good! Stand up, stand up!!!" Mo Xielong's hysterical, the scorpion is a bit hoarse.

Looking at the slowly rising moon, the sneer on the face slowly disappeared, became dignified, and mixed with a bit of anger.

Finally, the moon has exhausted all strength and stood up again. Although there is only one leg, although every muscle in the body is suffering from tearing pain, but the moon is really standing up. The shape of the moon is not very high, but at this moment, it gives a giant stalwart.

Mo Xielong held his breath, widened his eyes, his lips trembled and couldn’t say a word, but his heart kept shouting "Good! Good!!"

The moon that stood up again was not full of enthusiasm. It was a smile that was full of irony. Although it was just a smile, it was like a knife. It was inserted into the atrium of Chang Ying, so that Chang Ying really felt some Can't parry.

"The surname is always, you are still far behind!"

"Good! I will interrupt your other leg and see what you do!" Chang Ying's face "color" became more vicious. The right foot waved like electricity, and brought a bitter cold wind, like a whip, to the other knee of the moon.

"Dog thief, stop!" At this time, Mo Xielong couldn't stand anymore, his brain was hot, and he still managed a lot of it. He was arrogant and locked in his chain. He was suddenly shaken by his spiritual power. Broken a place. [

This loud noise will often be shocked. When I look back, I am on the spot. "You...you..."

"Old Mo..." Seeing Mo Xielong still couldn't hold back, and the frown of the glass fairy was slightly clustered.

After waiting for the glass fairy to finish, Mo Xielong put his hand and said, "I can't bear it. If Qin Shaoxia blames me, I will bear it! But before that, I must first slaughter this dog hybrid!"

When the voice fell, Mo Xielong gave a punch to Chang Ying. Often should be exclaimed, rushed to force resistance.

At this time, Mo Xielong was repaired as much as he could, just like a tiger coming out of the cage. How can it be resisted by the repair of Chang Ying? Just listening to a thunderous sound, like a blue sky, the people who should always go out and fly out. Blood mad, screaming for the sky, Mo Xielong this punch, naturally not so good.

Chang should have just landed, and Mo Xielong will follow suit. Often seen, the three souls and seven scorpions flew halfway. Cried and yelled at the other two Eudemons soldiers and shouted, "What are you two still doing there, come and save me!"

The other two Eudemons warriors woke up to God and rushed to Mo Xielong. Seeing that things have reached this point, the glazed fairy is no longer scrupulous, and the figure suddenly stands up, screaming and swaying the spirit of the body, waving the huge chain that locks her, picking up a burst of silver and cold electricity, together The two Eudemons warriors stopped.

Seeing Mo Xielong safe and sound, often should have been shocked enough. At this time, even the weak and fascinating glass fairy is also uncharacteristic, releasing a great attacking power, and often should be even more shocked.

"You... your wounds..."

"Stupid! I and the glass fairy have been cured by Qin Shaoxia. The surname is always, everything you put on me, I want to be together today, no! I want to pay back ten times!"

Accompanied by the raging tigers, Mo Xielong used both fists and fists, and the incomparable spiritual power of the roads swayed with the momentum. When the evil dragons taught the genius, they finally resurrected.

Mo Xielong has a nine-level situation, and often should be just a seven-level monk, how can it be an opponent? Mo Xielong's three fists and two feet will break the body of the body, and then the old fist will be smashed, and the dense rain is on the body.

Often, even if it turns into a beast, it can't resist Mo Xielong so much. A mourning, a scream, and resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Hit! Hit!!" The mood of the month is not as straightforward as it can be described. Mo Xielong punches everybody in Chang Ying, and his heart will surge with a rush of electric current. The pain of the bones seemed to be completely unsatisfactory, and all the strengths of the moon were made out, and the arms cheered.

Chang Ying can be said to be a miserable home this time. Mo Xielong’s heavy punches not only shattered his body's meridians, but even his bones were not missed.

After a few punches, the bones in the body should have been crushed, and the whole person became a pile of mud and lay on the ground.