MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 425 You are too gentle!

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The cold and lovingly caressed the cold and pale face, and the amber scorpion was filled with Mori’s cold killing.

That person, he will definitely let him ten times back.

Opposite, Meng Yu was busy with the Xuan Zang ink, Jun no evil, the siege of the Ming, the cold behind the sensation, had not had time to turn around, was hit by a white Xuanqi.

"Oh..." squirting a **** old blood, quickly turned around, and screaming at the end of the raft. "You, you are bullying too much, you are deceiving too much!"

Duanmu blinked and said nothing, and again a white sigh.

The powerful pressure, the pressure is overwhelmed, but it is impossible to move away.

In the middle of my heart, I could only watch the white light beam colliding.

“砰”, Mengyu directly flew out of Shitai.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the **** river, he was shocked and hurried, and he was eager to fly through the blood river.

Perceived by the intent of the obscurity, Duanmu's light was cold, the toes were light, and he flew directly to the back of the monk, and lifted up the Xuanqi to forcefully step on it.

Looking at the red blood that is getting closer and closer, the cold and sweaty, and want to get rid of the end of the raft, but no matter how hard he uses, the feet on the back are like the mountains.

The three men on the stone platform were a bit embarrassed by the series of sharp attacks by Duanmu.

Jun Wuqian stunned and slammed into the Xuanyuan ink around him. "I haven't seen it for a few days. Your wife is a lot of improvement!"

Xuanyuan ink flashes lightly, and the amber scorpion is full of pride.

She will always surprise him!

"Come on." In a hurry, Meng Yu shouted out the dark guard.

The dark guards appeared in an instant, and saw the scene above the blood river, and immediately attacked Duanmu.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the dark guard, the men on the stone platform finally came back and flew together toward Duanmu.

Duanmu 汐 汐 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 躲 端 躲 端

Meng Yu fell again, hurriedly pulled over the back of the dark guard, and wanted to fly to the shore by the body of the dark guard, but before he could wait for his movement, he felt that he was sinking again, and another person stepped on his body. The blood river, followed by the second, the third...

"Oh..." Meng Hao squirted another old blood, and did not know whether he was trampled out of internal injuries or was suffocated.

The dark guard fell into the blood river, and instantly became a white bone. He was shocked and stunned. He immediately stepped on the white bone and even climbed to the shore.

Just got ashore, but before I could catch my breath, there was a silver light coming.

Meng Meng body shakes, immediately rolled to the side, the silver dagger danger wiped his neck, and instantly pulled out a blood mark.

Covering his neck, he climbed up in awkwardly and screamed at the end of his raft. "You crazy woman, how dare you..."

When the words of the obscurity were not finished, they were again thrown out by a golden beam.

"Well..." The monk fell heavily on the ground and coughed up a blood.

Xuanyuan ink cold face, coldly looked at the obscurity of the ground.

I was stunned by elbows and pointed at Xuanyuan Modao. "You, you..."

Looking at the fingers of the blindfolded, the sinister lips smirked a smirk, and turned forward to twist his fingers, three hundred and sixty degrees of rotation.

"Ah..." Meng Yu immediately screamed in pain.

"When you die, you are still so arrogant." Jun Wuji twisted one of his arms to the back, and he stepped his head on the ground with a kick, slowly squatting and smirking. Afraid of his face, "What are we? Do you want to say that we are bullying less?"

A cold sweat in the face of the monk, swearing at the innocent, "You are... to bully less..."

"Fart!" Jun No Evil stepped on the ankles of Mengniu's head and forced the head to feel the squeaking of his head, almost fainting.

Looking at the blindfolded eyes, the eyes of the innocent peach blossoms flashed a smile. "Just my cousin, I just beat you like a falling dog, so I forgot it so soon. Don't help me remember."

Jun said that he couldn’t wait to talk in ignorance, and he punched directly into the blindfolded eyes.

"Well..." I was snorted and sighed. "You guys... you are deceiving too much..."

Jun no evil, grinning, "repeatedly these two sentences, you have no new words, you **** can put such a poisonous hand on a child, how can we not deceive too much? No, you simply Not worthy of being called a person, you are a beast."

Jun said innocently, while playing the masked face as a sandbag.

After a while, the masked face was like a pig's head. At the beginning, he also called for two sounds. In the end, even the strength of the company was gone.

"Hey, my cousin, you come." Jun innocently licked the red and swollen fist, looking at the side of the raft.

Damn, the monk is thick and has a pain in his hand.

"You are too gentle." Duanmu sneered and walked to the side of Mengzi, stepping on his spine with a kick, and a sigh of sighing out from her feet.

"Ah..." The original scream of the gossip screamed, and the screaming voice penetrated the stone room and rushed into the sky.

Innocently and stiffly, he pulled his mouth.

When this foot went down, it directly abolished the arrogance of this guy. Compared with her, she was really too gentle.

The face is like lime, and the hands are dead and clasped to the ground, and the eyes are full of hate.

His mystery...

She actually abolished his mystery!

However, before he was relieved, Duanmu took out the silver dagger and stabbed him into his spine.

"Ah..." Another screaming voice rang.

"This knife is for the father who was killed by you." Duanmu looked at it without looking at it, and pulled the dagger directly.

Jun Wuji once again pumped his eyes.

This is even more embarrassing. Not to say that his spine has been broken, and he has been licking his body. He said that this bitter pain is enough for this guy to drink a pot.

Xuanyuan Mok flashed a touch of moving, obviously it was something she should do, but she did it for him.

The face of the blindfold was white, and the cold sweat on the forehead slipped directly into the mouth, so bitter, so embarrassing.

But Duanmu did not let him go, but the silver flashed and he smashed his hamstrings.

"This knife is for the mother who was killed by you."

Everyone has to pay for the things he does. When he treats his father and mother like that, he should think of it for a day.

This is not even the power of the screaming, and the two screams are not moving.

"This knife is for the blue night." The silver light flashed again and the tendons were cut off.

She doesn't know who the blue night is, but if she can make her be so sad, she will not be a bad person.

"This knife is for A Xue."

"This knife is for the sake of children." "There are still children..."

Duanmu 汐 silver daggers flew around, and soon it was full of blood.

"The last knife is all the people in Suichuan." Duanmu squatted the dagger high and pointed it at the blind heart.

"Oh..." Just as Duanmu's dagger was about to stab the blinded heart, an invisible force knocked out the dagger of Duanmu.

Looking at the dagger on the ground, his brows wrinkled.

Everyone else was stunned, and when the people returned, God’s obscurity was gone.

"What happened? How did the guy disappear?" Jun frowned and looked at the empty ground inexplicably.

"Is someone saved him?" Xuanyuan ink rushed through the dark cold mans.

Jun no evil, "Who saved him, have you just seen the figure?"

Who can save people under the eyes of several of them, and there is no obvious mountain or water.

Duanmu was also a dignified face. She could clearly feel the power of that person. The powerful pressure made her completely unable to move at that moment.

There is a glimmer of light on the bottom of my eyes. "Maybe not people, don't forget where this is."

"You mean..." Jun Wu immediately looked around in the next four weeks in horror.

He almost forgot that this is a catacomb.

Nodded as a ghost, he was the most sensitive to ghosts. He had just not felt wrong, even though the ghost only stayed for a few seconds.

"That, then let's go back." Jun swallowed his mouth and touched his arm.

Duanmu took over the coldness in his hand, and his eyebrows were contemptuous. "Leave here and say it."

The people nod and left the Mausoleum together.

In the Ducheng Inn, Duanmu was staring nervously at the doctor on the bed and the doctor of the pulse.

The room was quiet and quiet to hear the sound of breathing.

After a long time, the old doctor got up and shook his head apologetically to Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu. "Sorry, the lady lost too much blood and the injury was too heavy. The old man could not save."

Duanmu's eyes were black, his legs were soft, and he fell backwards.

Xuanyuan ink immediately caught Duanmu, and coldly squinted at the old doctor, "Go out."

Feeling the coldness of Xuanyuan ink, the old doctor trembled unconsciously and immediately picked up the medicine box and ran out of the room.

Looking at the quiet coolness of the bed, the fists of the fists kept tightening, and then rushed out like the wind.

"You, what are you doing?" Looking at the sorrow that suddenly stopped him from going to the road, the old doctor swallowed his mouth with fear.

"Is there really no way to do it?" The scorpion clenched his fist and watched the old doctor's nephew full of prayers.

"Hey!" The old doctor sighed and looked down. "The lady lost too much blood, and it would be a miracle to live."

The body is frozen and the eyes are full of pain and sorrow.

The old doctor sighed, shaking his head and walking slowly.

But I can stand in the same place for a long time.

In the room, Duanmu loved to caress the cool face of the cold, "Hey..."

Duanmu screamed and held the cold hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, then gently put it on his face.

Xuanyuan ink distressedly put Duanmu into his arms, and his eyes softened and comforted. "Our nephew will not have anything to do."

"A Xue..." Duanmu's tears couldn't help but drop down.

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