Chapter 1494: Cat owner 2711

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The main voice of the Fanyin country: "Mu girl, you have enough ability to become the master of the eternal sword, let the soul leave the dusty body, I will bring it back. 1357924? 6810ggggggggggd"
"He also hopes that the girl will become the master of the eternal sword, otherwise it will not help you with the last strength. With the power of fire element, your refining can only take it to the next level."
Mu Qianqi still looks cold and cold, and smiles: "I want to kill my murderer, in order to revenge the sound, you want the fire element spiritual power, don't you?"
"Are you a refining pharmacist?"
Mu Qiang cold channel: "Hey, you don't challenge my patience."
"That ruined me!" The soul is still laughing.
The evil smile is extremely unworthy with the face of the sound, but it still looks good.
Mu Qian said: "Water Dragon, I don't want to see the soul, let him disappear."
"Hey, master..." Yanlong first cried.
It was born with the soul, although the feelings are not good, but definitely do not want him to disappear from this world.
Shui Long apologized: "Master, now my strength is exhausted, I can't help the host. I also ask the owner to forgive."
If you can, the water dragon is estimated to be silent.
Now the spiritual power of Mu Qianxi is completely exhausted, and it is impossible to erase the existence of the soul.
Nine nights low road: "Hey, there is me!"
The ice-blue scorpion swept the soul, letting the unhappy person disappear and disappear.
The fire element is powerful, although he can't get the strongest, but he will think of other ways.
Mu Qian said: "Nine nights, your situation has just stabilized, don't use your ability."
"Good! No!" Nodded nine nights.
Mu Qianxi discovered that in this world, she could not find anyone to destroy the soul.
"Vatican Lord!"
The main voice of the Fanyin Kingdom: "The soul of the sword of the Dragon and the Soul of the Soul, but the chaos of the beginning, the power of the chaos of heaven and earth generated by the anti-天神器, even if it is weak, it is not that I can deal with the right."
No one is dealing!
The soul snorted and grinned: "The kitten, the seal of the water dragon can't control me for a long time! If I ran, there would be no second sound to stop me, and this one of his body could not be buried."

"And I will continue to try my best to make you a sword slave. His efforts are in vain."
Mu Qiang’s face sinks,
Soul, you don’t admit, don’t want to be my master, want me to be your sword slave!

"I want to, from now on, you wait for me to enslave you!"
Can't be ruined, and can't let him run. Now I can only contract this guy. Ry1r
Mu Qiang bite his finger, and the blood fell in front of the soul. She was going to sign a slave contract.
The soul was sealed by the water dragon and could not resist this extremely unfair contract.
Deed!
The sword of eternal is absolutely the most special. The sword body, the scabbard sword spirit are all signed with the owner of the soul contract, the strongest sword soul, but signed the worst slave contract.
The eternal sword floated in front of Mu Qianxi, a red light entered the blade, and the red-blooded scorpion of this red man disappeared into black.
The godless black scorpion slowly closed, and he fell to the ground like this.
"Kitten, you are too embarrassed! Sign a slave contract."
Mu Qiang cold channel: "You should call the master."
"Okay! Cat owner, how?"
"Hey, you are looking for death!"
Thanks to the fact that Mu Qian’s soul is weak now, or the power of the soul will definitely make the soul uncomfortable.
"Hey! I am sleepy, cat owner, I woke up! Even if you are the soul of the destiny, it is not so easy to sign a hard contract with me. I will definitely reverse."
The first contract of a master, the result of the contract treatment is not as good as the waste of Yanlong, the soul is absolutely incomprehensible.
"Sound if dust!"
There is no trace of breath when the sound is lying there, and the professional habits make Mu Qian check the body of the sound.
This body has no life!
It is not because the body has been seriously injured, but that the soul has disappeared.
No medicine can be saved!
Even if it is a lifetime, give her this answer.
The main voice of the Fanyin Kingdom: "In the future, the soul is owned by the girl, not evil, if the dust should rest, I will take him back."
A low voice came, "I still take him back with poverty!"
They saw a tall, golden glamorous monk who walked barefoot and his feet were extremely large.
Every step of the way, the ground is shaking.
The Buddha light on his body is extremely dazzling, this is definitely a powerful sorghum!
The Fanyin kings put their hands together and read: "Amitabha!"
"I have seen sorghum!"
Dazu monk said: "This child, I want to take it away!"
In the face of this sorghum, the Fanyin Lord will not refuse.
If the dusty body can be taken away by this sorghum, it may be his creation.
Mu Qian said: "No! Who are you? How can I let a stranger take away the sound of the body."
The Fanyin king bought his account, but he did not care.
Dazu monk said: "If the donor wants to see him again, then he should let the poor take him away!"
"What do you mean by this? He...he is not..."
This monk puts his hands together: "This is a secret machine!"
The mysterious look made him think of the sound and the dust.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
The Fanyin Lord was excited. "Really? Master."
The monk does not swear! "The big foot is a monk."
"Mu girl, Supreme should not lie to us."
Ms. Qian said: "What is called a monk does not swear, and if the sound is so dusty, it is still a saint! I don't know how many times I lie to me."
Maybe the sound is safe, but Mu Qian is not at ease.
What if the worst thing about this body is taken by this monk?
What about sorghum, he will not be as easy to believe him as the Van Gogh.
At this time, I was holding a nine-night opening of Mu Qianxi.
"The net nine-day Dazu monk, right?"
Dazu is somewhat surprised to see this black man like a demon god, who is riddled with suffocation and misfortune, but can survive so powerfully.
Even more incredible is that it is so intimate with the soul of the destiny.
When he saw the pair of ice blue scorpions, he gave a slight glimpse. "It turned out to be His Royal Highness."
"Since the nine princes know my identity, you can let the donor feel relieved."
Admire a thousand miles and look at the nine nights: "Nine nights, this monk is really no problem?"
Nine nights nodded slightly, then looked at the big foot monk, cold voice: "This body, you can take away! But you must promise this one?"