Way of Choices

A pair of fire wings spread out in the night sky and flew away into the distance, as if a moving star, illuminating the surrounding vision, especially striking.

Nan Ke stood by the cliff and looked at the scene in silence, his face pale. The wound that Wan Daoyu left on her has been suppressed by her, but she can't suppress the angry and unwilling emotion in her heart.

A beautiful but unusually violent groan burst from her lips and passed to the distance, as if calling something. The old man who played the piano suddenly changed his voice and reached out to stop it, but he could not get up because of his injury. He could only watch the next moment, and Nanke jumped out of the cliff!

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The young wind blew through the garden. In the three gardens on the edge of Zhou Garden, there are many human practitioners gathered here. The vision of the world produced by the **** battle at the top of Muyu Peak has attracted the attention of many people. Naturally, they did not miss the sound of Fengming .

In the quieter mountains, there are still some powerful human beings who are secretly exploring treasures. Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were unable to find it for two days and two nights, and the fireworks warning of the 13th Division Let these people go where they are, including a 300-year-old southern repairer, who was at the bank of an ancient locust tree at this time. According to a passage in the notes of his predecessors, he tried to find a piece left by the southern Wu clan in Zhouyuan. The powerful magic weapon suddenly heard the phoenix sound, turned his head and looked away, the old face was illuminated by the fire wings in the night sky, and some muddy eyes showed a shocked expression, and then turned to Endless greed.

He walked in the grassland with seven sleeves on his back, his eyes could no longer be seen, but his hearing was still keen. When the sound of the phoenix sounded, he stopped, and seven of them opened their eyes with difficulty, looking to the west. In the night sky, she was a little worried and said, "Is it Sister Xu? She also entered Zhou Yuan?"

"It should be her," he confirmed with a folded sleeve ear listening to the echo of Feng Ming over the grassland.

These things that happened after Zhou Yuan opened this year are all devil's conspiracy. Among the objects that the devil planned to kill, there must be Xu Yourong's name. Qi Nian said weakly: "I don't know who the demon sent to deal with her, but... It should be fine."

Xu Yourong and Qiu Shanjun are not ordinary young geniuses, and their talented bloodline has an overwhelming advantage. In a small world with a cap, such as Zhou Yuan, it is reasonable to say that the Mozu should take Xu Yourong in no way, but think With the killing by the lake and the sudden rebellion of Brother Three, Qijian was still very worried.

Folding the sleeves, thinking about the two beautiful women with different temperaments but like twins, the two beautiful women have green and green fingertips, or the toxic poison that keeps going in the depths of their eyes, knowing that the two women must be Nanke's wings said, "Nanke is here. It's definitely her who fought against Xu Yourong. I don't know who wins."

The entire continent, whether it is the human race or the devil race, is also in a secluded environment, but it can threaten Xu Yourong, only Nanke is alone.

Hearing Nanke's name, Qijian's face became paler, and he said for a moment, "Where shall we go next?"

Time has fallen into the night, but the sun in the grassland without sun setting hasn't set. If the magical, blurry light cluster suspended above the horizon is the sun. The powerful demon couple is guarding outside the grassland, they cannot go out, they can only walk in the grassland, so where should they go? It is said that there is a terrible danger hidden in the sunless grassland, as long as no one who comes in can go out, then, where is the danger?

Folded sleeves said: "Take the water bottle."

Seven rooms took out the water bottles according to their words, and some could not believe their eyes, saying, "We have been in for three hours?"

The red warm and fuzzy sun hangs on the edge of the grassland, the boundary between the sky and the earth, and it keeps turning. There is no change in the light. Time feels really easy to go wrong, but the reason why Qijian is so surprised is not only It ends here. Folded sleeves were seriously injured, but the speed of movement has never been reduced. At least three hours, they can walk more than a hundred miles. However, the fire at the peak of Muyu, they saw so clearly, the sound of Feng Ming It seemed to be in my ears, when I looked back, the mountain... was still there.

After walking for three hours in the grassland, they seemed to have just entered.

Hearing the description of the seven rooms, Folded Sleeve looked down and remained silent for a long time.

This legendary prairie finally began to show his strange and eerie side to these two teenagers.

Suddenly, a rustling sound suddenly sounded in the deep grass in front of him, as if some beast was walking through it.

The next moment, those voices disappeared, but that did not mean a dangerous departure.

The seven rooms are a little uneasy, and they always feel that there are many invisible things in the grass that are peeping at themselves.

Folded sleeves lowered his head and looked at his side, listening to the sound of the grass in front of him, his face became more and more dignified and ugly.

He lived on the snowfield since he was a child, and lived on hunting monsters. He could hear them clearly. Those sounds were the walking sounds of the monsters, low flying sounds, sharp fangs rubbing, and even saliva. The sound, and the most terrible thing is that in just a short moment, he heard the sound of at least seven kinds of monsters, and these monsters are very powerful monsters rare in the snowfield.

He is a hunter in the snow field, but in this grassland of Zhouyuan, those monsters seem to regard him and seven of them as prey, which makes him feel strong discomfort and anger, and he is very clear If it stays like this, it is very dangerous.

He raised his head and looked deep into the grassland.

His eyes were invisible, his pupils could not focus, he seemed indifferent, and the strange green had occupied the entire pupil, and he looked very scary.

Qijian leaned on his shoulder and looked at his profile, subconsciously feeling a little cold and timid, and his body trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid." Folded sleeves said expressionlessly.

The speech fell, a series of dense friction sounds sounded in his body, it was the sound of skeletal muscle friction or even regrouping, countless rough wolves were born from the side of his cheeks, his knees again strangely backward Folded, his teeth gradually became longer, turned into extremely sharp fangs, and his lips were protruded... Yaozu turned!

With the change of the folded body, the breath also changed suddenly. A cold-blooded and cold meaning filled the wild grass in front of the road.

In the depths of the quiet weeds, suddenly the sound of rustling sounded again, and then there was the sound of treading, but there was also an arrogant, provocative low roar.

These grassland monsters are extremely sensitive to the transformation of the wolf tribe, and they reacted immediately.

After the sleeves were transformed, the eyes were red, and at this time the peacock lingering poison was turned into the lemon yellow again.

He clearly couldn't see anything, but he looked straight ahead quietly, as if staring at the eyes of those monsters.

Ao! A cold, extremely powerful, extremely violent wolf growled from his lips and spread rapidly in the grassland!

The cold wind blew the wild grass, countless grass branches fell down, and faint figures of beasts could be seen vaguely.

The monster beasts heard the strong and desperate determination from the wolf roar, accompanied by the sound of friction again, and finally scattered away.

Seven of them leaned on the shoulders of the folded sleeves and were indeed a little afraid of what he looks like, although he had already said in advance not to be afraid.

So he hugged the folded sleeve tighter and his face closer, he said to himself that he could not see it, so he didn't have to be afraid.

I don’t know whether it’s because of his movements, or the greedy eyes that the monsters recalled when they left. The folded body is a little stiff, and the voice is also unnatural: "We... must find a way to leave, otherwise those really powerful monsters , Listening to the voice, will come to patrol."

Qijian hummed, thinking what you say.

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The roar of the wolf youth reverberates in the sunless grassland, but it does not spread outside the grassland. Zhouyuan, a small world, has many strange and incomprehensible places, just like the previous Muyu Peak, the scene resounded. The Fengming of heaven and earth did not really spread to every corner of Zhou Garden, because some places seemed to be another world in this world.

There is a cold lake below the waterfall at the end of the river. There is a lake on the other side of the lake. The lake is another world.

People in that world didn’t hear Feng Ming, Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Huanyu were no longer in the forest. I didn’t know where to go. The calm lake surface was still as if it was boiling, countless fine bubbles, from those two wings It sprayed out and disappeared without a trace at a rapid rate.

Chen Changsheng was wrapped in light wings by the two beautiful and terrifying women. Of course he could not hear the sound of Fengming, and even if Fengming passed into his ears, he would not let him react, because At this time, he was about to be turned into a bright but lifeless pearl by the pair of light wings, as if a mosquito bound by a cobweb, could die at any time, and all his mind was used to find a way to live.

Where is the way to live? If there is really no way, then use a sword to cut a road. The problem is that now he has no strength to hold his dagger, let alone cut the pair of light wings. Living Road is that misty but extremely real sword in the lake water? But he wanted to follow the sword, how could he do it?

Before being bound by the light wing, he tried to light the lake outside the palace, but it didn't make any sense, just like his initial struggle and bouncing, it only seemed a little ridiculous. His throat was strangled by the demon beauty, his body was restrained by the dignified woman, and the two light wings brought endless terror pressure, suppressing his final truth and the most subtle movement, he did not The way to move a finger, even blinking, can only feel the flick of the slightly cold lake water on the eyes, that feeling is really bad. After joining together, the pair of women finally revealed how terrible power and state they had. His breath is getting weaker and weaker, and his thoughts are getting more and more trance. Looking at the two beautiful faces in the lake water that is being watched by the light wings, he feels so ghastly. Is it like the look of death?

At this moment, even if Zhenyuan's operation was suppressed by the light wings, the only thing he could mobilize was the consciousness. Before the real arrival of death, Chen Changsheng will never surrender and give up. Of course, he will try to use his consciousness to get out of trouble. The problem is that he has not practiced to the high realm of intention to kill. No matter how calm and stable the consciousness is, there is no way to use it. In battle.

What can consciousness be used for? Before he had thought about this matter, the consciousness had fallen on the dagger.

Silently, several boxes appeared in the world isolated by the wings.

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(The next chapter strives for half past eight.)

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