World Controlling God

Chapter 397 Thousand Faces Scholar?

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"Hey, madman, you are looking for death!" The old man’s eyes flashed through the fierce, the scepter in his hand went out, and dozens of green awns like ghosts and babies flew away toward the old man.

The ghost baby made a squeaky voice, like a real evil spirit.

"These little things scare the average person is okay, it is impossible to scare the lord." The Taoist in the hands of the old man gently waved, dozens of hurricanes pulled out the color of the mansions to smother those green ghosts.

At this time, the one-eyed old man rushed toward the old man like lightning. "Haha, madman, you are going to die!"

The one-eyed old man's palms clawed toward the old man's eyes, and the speed was so fast.

The old man did not panic, and with the color fairy turned back, "the demon, you can't deal with me before you have turned the demon."

The old man has repeatedly played countless green awns like a baby, with the one-eyed old man besieging the old man.

The old man did not dare to face the attack of the two men. He threw out the colored fairy with softness and began to fully cope with the attack of the two.

Hey!

The tables and chairs in the restaurant were shocked by three people, and the walls of the restaurant became riddled with holes. If they didn't do their best, I was afraid that the restaurant would have turned into ruins.

The middle-aged man walked to the front of Ling Xiao with a black fan. He still had a smile on his face. He arched the archer toward Ling Xiao. The appearance of being as handsome as it is to envy the brothers."

Ling Xiao listened to this and stunned, thinking that this guy must have misunderstood him as someone else.

"How can I compare you to the old poisonous and unparalleled poisonous technique? Just now I almost got your way." Ling Xiao took a small drink and took it easy.

"The locust measurement, how difficult it is to be elegant." After the middle-aged man was modest, he took Lingxiao’s jar and flew a cup to the table, and then he was full of himself. .

Ling Xiao ignored him, but glanced at the colored fairy with his eyes, and found that she was equally surprised to see Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with anger.

“Thousand-faced brothers are interested in this aunt?” the middle-aged man asked with interest.

"My favorite is this type of woman, I don't know if the madman is willing to give up." Ling Xiao smiled.

"Haha, I think it's very difficult, but if the thousand-faced brother can let him go hand in hand, it will be different." The middle-aged man smiled.

"What is the difficulty of this, when they finish playing, I ask him, forgive him for not saying a word." Ling Xiao Shen.

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Xiao with a strange look. "It's no wonder that the thousand-faced brother can already be restrained. Can it be a step?"

Ling Xiao laughed and laughed, and he looked extremely confident. In fact, he played drums in his heart. These people are all terrible masters. They don’t look like good, they don’t fear, but they are not good. Raw branches.

"I said that three people are not playing, and the people of Shinto League are coming soon. If you want to fight, you can go to the city and divide it." The middle-aged man called the three people who were still in the contest.

The words of the middle-aged people just fell, and all three were uncomfortable to stop.

"Hey, dare to say nothing, you can't spare your old road." The old man was uncomfortable with the old man.

The old man shouted, "Oh, even if you make two more ugly monsters, you won't be afraid of me."

"Haha, so bold!" The one-eyed old man snorted and wanted to shoot again.

"Enough, even if the three don't give me a face, I have to give a few thin faces to the thousand-faced brother." The middle-aged man shouted.

When the three people listened to the words of the middle-aged people, they all looked at Ling Xiao.

"Haha, he will be a thousand-faced scholar?" The one-eyed old man was the first one.

"Hey, the little king is gone. If he is a thousand-faced scholar, he will be boiled by others." The old sorrow laughed.

The old man also looked at Ling Xiaodao with great disdain. "The stinky boy dares to pretend to be a thousand-faced scholar, you are looking for death!" []

The middle-aged man sitting across from Ling Xiao shook his black fan and said nothing. He sat on his face and waited to watch the play.

Ling Xiao really wants to punch the middle-aged man to abandon it. It is obvious that he is suspicious, and actually pulls other people together to suspect that this guy’s mentality is really good.

Ling Xiao calmly poured a glass of wine on himself, and after taking a sip, he said, "The madman, your aunt, I want it."

"Haha, this is a double monk who is rarely found by this Tao. You dare to ask me if you want to, even if you are really a thousand-faced scholar, don’t dare to scare this lord, see the Taoist tear your face, call You dare to lie to us." The madman laughed wildly, and then the claws grabbed the past toward Lingxiao.

The speed of the madman is fast, and Ling Xiao actually does not evade.

However, just as everyone thought that the madman would succeed, he did not catch Ling Xiao, but grabbed a small dragon with a deep blue.

"What?" The madman was puzzled by the blue dragon.

The next moment, the madman only felt that there was a huge force in his hand, and the whole person was flying out by the blue dragon.

The madman smashed through the wall, leaving a figure on the wall, and his people didn't know where to fly.

The middle-aged man, the old man and the one-eyed old man are all discolored.

They looked at the little dragon full of doubts and taboos.

The blue dragons opened their mouths at the three of them, and finally ignored them. They tied directly to the waist of Ling Xiao and acted as a blue belt.

"You give me a roll, don't bother me to drink," Ling smiled faintly.

"Why should the thousand-faced brother be like this? Just a misunderstanding." The middle-aged man was far away from the step of Lingxiao and said.

The old man also smiled and said, "Hey, misunderstanding...just misunderstanding, the madman is really alive."

"Haha, there are thousands of brothers here, and those who understand the gods of the Alliance do not dare to come together." The one-eyed old man also said.

The three of them have recognized that the blue dragonfly tied to Lingxiao's waist is not a normal young beast, but a miniature version of the dragon. Just the scene of the madman flying, the momentum of the dragon makes them feel Fear, this dragon is definitely the strength of the sixth or more.

The three of them are the strength of the emperor, and they can be regarded as a giant crocodile. However, in the face of this dragon, there is only a good share. They are wondering when this thousand-faced scholar will conquer such a terrible dragon.

Ling Xiao didn't want to entangle with them, but when he wanted to leave, there was a burst of musical symphony outside.

After a while, eight women dressed in plain white satin lifted a soft couch.

There was a fragrant smell on the soft couch, and the petals were scattered from the air.

"I don't know if the goddess is a goddess or a goddess?" The middle-aged man stared at the people and asked.

The look of the old man and the one-eyed old man became dignified.

Ling Xiao is full of doubts. "Is this sect of the sect of the sect of the sect, or is it not a woman?"

"The three poisonous emperors, the ghosts and the devils are in this line of murder, and everyone must be equal. We have no right to arbitrarily deprive others of their lives." The soft couch is grounded, and a very sweet and clear voice is heard behind the screen of the gauze. .

"It turned out to be the goddess of the goddess. This man is not killing him. You should ask them to be right." The middle-aged man said, he seems to be always polite and courteous to anyone.

"Hey, civilians are like ants, can God think that they can compare with us?"

"Ghosts are saying this, isn't the ghost at birth not a baby without any force? At that time, you were different from the time they were born, so I advised the three to belong to my gods, to lead. The sound of rebuttal was heard in the soft sleep of all beings.

"Haha, do not talk nonsense, this time we are coming to enter the city, I hope that you can do anything in your sacred sect, or else we don't mind killing here." The one-eyed old man should answer.

"Xingpo Xiangong, I think this matter is still decided by the thousand-faced brother." The middle-aged man said to the old man and the one-eyed old man.

The old man and the one-eyed old man immediately discolored. "Yes, it is supposed that the thousands of brothers will be the masters of us, and these gods will not let us enter the city."

"The original thousand-faced scholars are here too. I don't know where the madman went." The sound of the graceful voice came out again in the soft couch.

The voice of "The Lord is here" has never been passed away.

It was the old man who had just been flying by the blue dragon. He looked at him like a wolf. It was obvious that the blow had made him suffer a big loss, and the blood of his mouth had not dried up yet.

"Hey, I thought you were already fleeing," Laojia laughed.

The old man took a look at the old man, and then he yelled at the Lingxiao archer. "Thousands of younger brothers have just been offended, and the Taoist has apologized to you."

Ling Xiao took a sip of wine, ignored the old man, but faintly pointed at the direction of the soft couch. "I hope that the alliance will not dare to swallow it. It is better for us to take the lead. Is the **** girl thinking?"

There was no immediate answer within the soft couch, but it took a while to say, "The sorrow of the sorrowful city, my gods want to be removed soon, since the five major emperors are willing to take the lead, my gods will naturally not obstruct, but my gods You will never let the demon in the city be in the world, please take care of yourself."

After all, the soft couch was revived, and the eight women went away like a fairy.

"Mother's, just go, the face of the thousand-faced brother is really big." The old man is arrogant at Lingxiao.

"No, even if the gods are coming, the thousand-faced brothers will not be afraid of him." The middle-aged man is on the sidelines.

The old man and the one-eyed old man are also very words of congratulations, and they hear the squirming goose bumps.

Ling Xiao grew up and his hands fell behind him. "How did you know that the two great gods of the Yi people exist in the city?"

The four faces are opposite each other, and then the middle-aged person opens the door. "Don't the thousand-faced brother come from the news?"

"Of course, I just want to know if this will be a conspiracy of some people." Ling Xiao is a deep color.

When the four people heard this, they first saw it, and then they all showed doubts.

"Is there really someone who controls this, what is the purpose?" The middle-aged man faintly said.

"No, this is true. At least one of the two great gods of the Yi people is in the city." The madman said very positively.

This time, Ling Xiao revealed an excited look and asked, "So sure?".

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