MTL - Heaven Official’s Blessing-Chapter 177 The gods of the gods are really 3

Xie Li was held in the arm by the flower city and walked to the darkness inside the grotto.

The light source around them is only the silver dead butterfly that faintly dances. Xie Fu couldn't see the expression on Huacheng's face, but he could feel that Huacheng's arms and body were stiff.

In the past, Huacheng didn't hold him, but it was obvious that there was something different at the moment. Huacheng didn't even touch his neck and hands. Xie Li has been glaring at the face of Huacheng, blinking hard, but Huacheng has always avoided his eyes, and he did not meet his eyes. He went to a grotto, and there was a stone bed in the grotto. Go up. He was about to let his pity lay down, suddenly noticed something, and checked the back of the pity, saying: "They cursed you?"

Thank you for your great joy: finally found out!

However, it is only now that I feel that there is something wrong with the pity. It can also be seen that the flowering city is too unprepared. Xie Pity is waiting for Huacheng to help him erase the affair. Who knows, Huacheng’s hand has already been extended, but he has condensed halfway, and finally, he has recovered it and put Xie Pity on the stone bed.

Probably to make thank you not have to worry, he said: "His Royal Highness. I will not kill the two wastes for the time being. Although I really want to kill them."

There was a thick layer of soft new grass on the stone bed. She was lying softly on the top of her bed. It was not awkward at all. It was just that the internal organs were smoking, and I wondered why I would not curse him. Struggling with strength, I saw Huacheng stretched his hand to the belt around his waist and untied the tie.

Coincidentally, at this moment, thankfulness and feelings began to fade on the back of the life of the life, and forced the leg, "ah!"

Although, it looks like a dead fish suddenly dying and struggling for a moment, issued a protest, and no deterrent, but Huacheng immediately stagnated, and immediately received his hand, said: "I will not!"

It seems that I feel too much in my tone, and I am afraid that I will be scared, so that he will resist his heart. The flower city has taken a few steps back, slowing down the tone, looking pale and uncertain, cautious and forbearing, Shen Sheng: "His Royal Highness, I Nothing to do. You... don't be afraid."

Thank you for your understanding.

Huacheng is still not sure what kind of response he will receive from the pity after the curse, so he simply does not listen to the response.

Huacheng seems to be restraining the impulse, once again with a swearing tone, low and low: "His Royal Highness, believe me."

Although, this sentence "believe me" is not too emboldened compared with what he has said before. Xie pity still wants to answer him, but can't answer, struggle and fear that he misunderstood even more powerfully, but he has to lie flat, motionless, honest and so on. Seeing that he was no longer "resisting", Huacheng went up again, reached out and learned about Soso, and untied the clothes belt of Xie.

Thanks for your pity: "Sanlang???"

Of course, he completely believes that Huacheng will not be in danger, but this development is completely out of his expectation, and he can't help but widen his eyes. Although Huacheng solved the clothes of thanking him, he tried not to touch his body as much as possible. Therefore, the speed was not fast. It took a long time to remove his coat, and then it was the middle. Until a dead butterfly flew to the shoulders of Xie, and perched, the feeling of warm and itching climbed onto the skin. He swept away the corners of his eyes, only to find that his shoulders were purple and slightly swollen, and some places were slightly cracked. After the silver butterfly inhabited, the situation improved slightly.

It was actually a frostbite left after crawling in the ice and snow.

Xie pity did not find it at all, because he was not very sensitive to the pain, and he was frozen when he was frozen. Even if he found this injury, he probably left it waiting for himself. However, Huacheng is more aware of his own injuries than himself. He still remembers this and must treat him with wounds.

Being slightly fascinated, Huacheng held up his arm again. Above the hands and feet, there are more frostbite, and because of the violent running and pulling, some places have already bleed. Thanks for the pity, but he is not afraid of itching. Moreover, the mind can not help but emerge from the fragmentation of many years ago. Dark caves, juvenile trembling and hot hands, flustered indiscriminate touch, messy wheezing...

These were already diluted in memory and could not be faded again. They were sealed up by the dust and thrown into the corner. Now recalling, there is a completely different taste, forcing people to scream, especially now that Huacheng is in front of him, almost doing the same thing, thankful face and brain are burning, really I am afraid to show him. However, Huacheng did not look at him, and he did not look at the promise. He never crossed the line and turned his head too far. He did not look at the half-white shoulders that were exposed.

Who knows, at this time, there is a voice suddenly emerging behind the flower city: "Flower City! What do you want to do to the prince of the Prince?! This is too disgusting!"

Huacheng jerked back and thanked him for crossing him and looking at the grotto. What you are talking about is actually a love!

Feng Xin is also next to him. The two were only wrapped up in Huacheng, I do not know how to break free and find here. They saw this scene in the grotto, and they all turned pale. The face of thankfulness is also white.

This scene is too bad!

Fengxin refers to Huacheng, and then refers to the half-fat of the clothes. Thanks a few words: "You...you...get him away!"

Huacheng quickly pulled up the clothes of thankfulness and said coldly: "You two dares dare to find them, is it too long?"

Mourning and mocking: "Take your dirty hands away. 癞|蛤|I want to eat swan meat. Don't say that you think about it for eight hundred years, you just look at it for a thousand years and 10,000 years, don't even think about it. Prince Edward’s finger!"

Hearing words, thank you for your sigh. At the same time of anger, it is also faintly aware of something wrong.

What happened to these two people? Even if they only hit them in the city, they would not be so swearing, especially the feelings, as if they were deliberately irritating the flower city. They irritated the flower city and they didn’t have good fruit to eat. They couldn’t beat it. What is the purpose? Moreover, in their discourse, they also faintly pointed the spear to the pity, as if they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, for fear that the flower city would not do anything to thank for the pity.

Huacheng was really irritated, and the pale face flashed. He whispered: "Since you are desperate for death -"

Thanks to pity, he saw that he had not concealed the killing intentions in his eyes, and his heart shouted: "Don't!!!"

late. The scimitar is out of the sheath, and the cold is over, it flashes!

Both the wind and the love are both stunned, and the subconsciouss bow their heads. Fortunately, I have not seen the wound.

Who knows, they have not had time to breathe a sigh of relief, or to counterattack, the next moment, their upper body, "squeaky", fell from the lower body.

The blood is mad, and the blood is everywhere.

In any case, Xie Li did not expect that things would develop like this. It was soft on the stone bed and it was already stunned.

Flower City, actually, the wind and the feelings of love!

The two men have not completely died, they fell to the ground, a bite, a roar, the scene is terrible. Huacheng's face was cold and closed, and only a small half of his face was stained with a little blood, and a bright red lining the demon spirit between his eyebrows became more and more dazzling.

He stood in the pool of blood for a moment, turned back and walked toward the pity. Watching the flower city calm a face, the closer and closer, thank you for returning to a little god. At this time, Huacheng had already pushed him in front of him, holding him one hand and pressing him into his arms, whispering: "...how could I let go."

Xie Li was tightly held by him, unable to speak, Huacheng whispered in his ear. His heart screamed wildly, like jumping out of his chest, and suddenly his body was loose.

The love symbol painted by him in the back was finally erased.

Although he said that he would not let go, but after helping him unravel the sequel, Huacheng still let go of his hand and let go of his thanks. Thanks for taking a deep breath, he jumped up and threw himself into the pool of blood on the ground. He said: "Wind letter? Amour? How are you two?!"

The feelings of the situation are heavier, and the blood has been bleeding and his eyes are dim. Fengxin still breathed a sigh of relief and grasped his hand, saying: "Prince...His Royal..."

Xie Li also clung to his hand and said: "What? What do you want to say?"

Feng Xin swallowed a blood, biting his teeth: "Be careful... Flower City... Don't approach him... He... is a monster!"

He seems to be desperate to tell this warning before he dies. Who knows, the look on the face of the pity has gradually calmed down and said: "Monster?"

He let go of his hand, and stood up and said, "I am very curious, are you blaming?"

Hearing words, a glimpse of the wind. When the voice just fell, Xie Pity pulled out the heart with the speed of the Thunder, and pierced the heart of the wind letter, and nailed his life to the ground!

Feng Xin looked incredulous and said: "His Royal Highness, you!..." After he had finished, he broke his voice. And thankful from his heart pulled out | out | Fang heart, fell blood, retreated to the side of the flower city, the tip of the sword pointed to the body of the two people on the ground, said: "have seen the blood, do not talk to these two skins What?"

"Ha ha ha..."

On the ground, suddenly there was a sneer, but the body of the sorrowful sorrow that was smashed into two sides turned over and gave a laugh.

His upper body was kneeling on the ground. Even if he had to turn his head, he could only half face his face. However, his head turned completely, and he smiled and smiled face-to-face!

really. These two are simply not true morality and admiration, but two counterfeit goods that do not know where to come out.

The real morality and admiration are still trapped in the great white, and I want to get rid of it. It was this thing that whispered in his ear when Fang Huacheng came over to help Xie pity to unravel the life.

Their blushing faces are not because of surprise or fear, but because they are not humans!

Xie Li has already brightened the sword. "Fengxin" and "Music" are all smiles. They say the same thing: "As you wish."

After that, they turned into the same thing as the two-hole pus. Huacheng stopped in front of Xie pity, the two pools of pus blood flow on the ground, and simmered, boiled the bubbles that generally appeared, and gradually became adult. Looking at this group of things, a little bit twisted and formed, the more "long" the bigger, a chill came from the waist to the vest.

Speaking, the "wind letters" and "compassion" in front of them disappeared. Instead, they were a long-shouldered white boy.

Looking at the figure, the boy was about seventeen or eight years old, with a mask on his face, half-faced crying and half-faced laughing. Although he could not see his face, a clear juvenile voice came out from behind the mask.

He sighed: "Hello, thank you."

Thanks for the unconscious movement of the lips, the entire scalp is numb. Huacheng blocked him in front of him and took the knife!

In the face of the demon-fighting demon, the white man was completely afraid, and staggered by a millimeter. He flashed behind the flower city and reached out to thank him. He seemed to want to touch his face. The silver light passed, and the flower city stopped in front of him again, coldly and quietly: "Take your dirty hands away."

It was the original sentence. The white man’s right hand was cut off by the embarrassment and fell to the ground. But this has no effect on him at all. The wide sleeves shook and covered the broken arm. Then, with one hand, a new hand was formed at the broken arm, pointing to the claw, which was directly directed to the right eye of Huacheng. !

The whole process is only between one sound. Huacheng also flashed very fast, however, he still left him with two blood marks on one side of his cheek.

This is the first time in the world. Huacheng actually can't completely crush the other side in speed. He blinked his eyes and immediately changed his strategy. He summoned thousands of dead butterflies and rushed to the other side. Countless silver butterflies wrapped the white man into a silvery human figure, but I am afraid it won't last long. Huacheng is going to pull the pray, and listen to the silver butterflies that scream and blow up the thousands of silver powder!

Seeing the face of the flower city changed slightly, thank you for knowing that ruined so many dead butterflies, fearing that the situation is not good. After the white people who had blown up the dead butterfly, they were hiding in the scattered silver powder, and they smashed out the new born hand and dig again to the right eye of Huacheng!

This time, it’s my turn to pray for the heart and go down! His sword not only cut off the white man's arm, but almost cut his half body. Take this opportunity, Huacheng Road: "His Royal Highness, go!"

Xie pity also knows that you can't fight, if you see it, you will receive it. The two will rush out of the grotto and run all the way in the black lacquered tunnel. Thank you for running and saying: "It's him! He... really didn't die!"

Huacheng is running with the road, the speed is faster, but it is more calm. On the other side, the butterfly array and the silk thread are set up along the road, and the road is said: "It is not necessarily the original one."

Xie pity stopped his footsteps and hugged his head slightly. He said, "No... I can feel it. It must be the original one! Not only did he not die, but he was stronger. There was something that made him born again... otherwise he Can it be directly transformed into a style of honesty and admiration? The soaring priests are difficult to fake, and it is almost impossible to make their fake skin!"

Listening to his tone is not correct, Huacheng also set his body shape, turned around and pulled him, said: "His Royal Highness! Don't be afraid. Not necessarily he is stronger, there is a possibility that he is very familiar with the wind and love! So can Make their fake skin. You must be this person..."

The voice did not fall, and the gratitude of the eyes fell on his hand. Upon seeing it, Huacheng’s words and looks were all condensed, the color was collected, the hand was withdrawn, and behind him, he turned and continued to move forward. Xie pity did not keep up, said: "Sanlang."

Huacheng’s body was stiff and he stopped his footsteps, but he did not look back. He just said: “His Royal Highness.”

His voice sounds calm. Xie pity stood behind him and said: "Fangcai, a lot of things happened, everyone is a little busy."

Huacheng Road: "Well."

Xie pity continued: "Although it is still very busy, but I still want to ask you a question first, please be sure to answer me truthfully and seriously."

"..."

Huacheng Road: "Good."

Thanks for the awkwardness: "Who is the noble person of the golden branch?"

The finger of the flower city with the red line knot twitched twice.

After a long silence, he slowly said: "His Royal Highness has already learned, why bother to ask."

Xie polite nodded and said: "It turns out. Nothing is wrong with you. Really."

Huacheng does not speak a word.

I paused, thankful and polite, and said: "You, don't want to know, what do I think of this?"

"..."

Huacheng slightly sideways, seems to want to look back, but still seems to dare to look straight with respect, only revealing the two bright red blood marks on his face, said: "His Royal Highness, don't tell me."

His voice is dumb. Thanks for your pity: "Sorry. This is not a good thing."

Huacheng didn't need to breathe, but after hearing this sentence, he took a deep breath.

Although his face was very white, he smiled a bit and was very graceful: "It’s right. Yeah."

He seemed to be a prisoner of death waiting for the verdict, and closed his eyes. Who knows, not closed for a while, the eyes are suddenly open.

Behind him, he came up with a pair of hands and hugged him.

Xie pity buried his face behind him, but also did not say a word. Although nothing was said, but enough.

For a long time, thank you for feeling that the person who hugged him turned around and turned his back on him.

He heard the voice of the city of Nana coming from above: "...His Royal Highness. You are really... I have my life."