Chapter 2611: Bamboo house

However, Zhu Hongmu did not have any further movements. He saw that the cover was slowly closed, and all the strange breath disappeared instantly, as if it had never come.
This cover, isolated everything!
However, the crack on the raft did not disappear. It can be seen that this battle is not as easy as Zhu Hongmu.
It must also be greatly damaged!
But even so, it is still terrible, no one dares to shoot again.
In the shocked eyes of Schneider and others, the coins on the ground began to gather slowly, turning into paper people, some knocking, some holding sails, some swaying paper, some lifting Zhu Hongmu .
The funeral team that wandered in the universe reappeared, and they slowly vacated and flew into the universe.
I don't know where their destination is this time, or that they are still wandering.
In the process, everyone just watched them leave.
Even the power of the heavens and the earth can't stop it, then they shot, but they are looking for a dead end.
The funeral procession left like this, leaving a silence, but the place is big, but it is smothered.
No one will open up at this time. If they are angry with these big men, I am afraid that the next moment will be the disaster!
"Lin Biao, this is not going to be the case. You have to pay for it!" Schneider chilled.
He does not care what Lin Biao is going to say, and he will go straight back to the dark world.
The rest of the Greek and other people, the face is still pale at the moment, but they dare not leave like this, at least, to fully investigate the origins of this sorrow, in order to give the parliament an account.
But in any case, the death of the gods will inevitably lead to a sea of ​​gloom, and the light community will pay a price.
As for what it is, no one knows it now.
The first Kunlun face was ugly, and he did not expect that things would become like this, but since things have already happened, then what can be done is irreparable.
Fortunately, he helped the Dark Heavens fight for their interests, and the Round Table Council promised to pay him. He has already got it.
So now there is only one last step left.
"Sadness, don't let me down." The first Kunlun whispered, and his body shape flashed and disappeared.
The group of Fangfang began to become quiet.
Most of the people began to escape, fearing that it would become a ruin under the wrath of the dark genus.
However, they seem to be more worried. This time, the dark scorpion did not show too much anger, at least not through murder and destruction.
But this is actually not a good news.
Because this shows that the revenge that the darkness wants is far more than this apparent anger!
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Kunlun Mountains.
The peak of God.
Here, there was originally only one huts.
The huts are very simple. They are built of ordinary wood. They cover the roof with ordinary thatch, and the work is not good. Even the old farmers who cultivated in the fields are afraid to see them.
Such an ordinary huts are the home of Kunlun.
He is here, watching the world for thousands of years.
But nowadays, this place has changed hands, and the nightingale has become the new owner here.
The nightingale is not Kunlun. He does not like the huts of Kunlun, but he did not overthrow it. Instead, he built a house on his side.
This is a bamboo house, much more refined than that.
Of course, compared to the high-rise buildings that can be seen everywhere in the road, this bamboo house is really nothing. Compared with the hut, there are 50 steps to laugh.
However, this is the supreme residence of the two worlds.
No one can dare to take a nap.
"The people on your side are really weird. How do you like to live in this cold place?"
In the bamboo house, there are two people at the moment. They are opposite each other at the biggest window of the bamboo house and are drinking tea.
The person who opens the mouth, the black clothes, looks very simple, but in fact, it is the ultimate luxury, elegant, and the materials used are extremely difficult to find.
The problem is that these materials are only extremely difficult to find, and there is no special power at all.
That is to say, this dress is very expensive, very expensive, unimaginably expensive, even enough to be banned, but it is just a piece of clothing, in addition, there is no egg.
It can be said that it is the ultimate flashy.
However, it seems that only such a costume can be worthy of this person.
"Yu Ming, you are not here just to care about my living conditions?" The nightingale smiled and poured a cup of tea on Yuanming.
This person is the Yuanming Heihe!
The head of the Heihe swordsman, the heaven and earth supreme that has survived in the ancient times!
In contrast, although the nightingale is also the supreme world, but the generation is too small, in front of him, the nightingale does not dare to let go.
Of course, the same as the heavens and the earth, the nightingale is not restrained.
"It's hard to come and walk, take a look at the former residence of the Kunlun Lord, it is a memory," he said.
For Kunlun, the people of the dark heavens hate it very much, but they are also very respectful.
The nightingale just laughed and didn't care. It was just saying: "Kunlun's life is actually not impossible to enter, but he gave up, it really makes people regret."
"If Kunlun is not dead, you can't be the supreme of this world. This is a pity, but from the heart?" Yuan Ming is a little funny.
The nightingale smiled and said: "Do you not feel sorry for it, you are an enemy with him, and it is still so, let alone me?"
Wen Yan, Yuan Ming is a little bit nodded with the same feeling, then said: "This is indeed the case, but the person who is against the sacred abyss of my destiny is destined to have a good end, his ending is already doomed!"
The nightingale is silent, just drinking tea.
"You tea, it's bad." Yuan Ming shook his head.
In the darkness of heaven, let alone the famous door, that is, just a group of people, the tea that is taken out is thousands of times better than this.
This is simply tea slag, bitter and tasteless, and there is no return to sweetness. It is really difficult to drink.
The nightingale is a smile, saying: "This is the tea left by Kunlun."
"Oh?" The Yuanming was somewhat accidental, but after listening to this statement, it was a rare and heavy drink. It was still difficult to drink, but I don’t know why, but Yuanming continued to drink, and then no more.
"Okay, you still have to explain it." The nightingale put down the tea set.
Yuan Ming heard that, when the light flashed slightly, he smiled and said: "The benefits of this cooperation are already obvious, then what about me?"
If you don’t say it, then you can say it is straight into the subject.
The nightingale glanced at the house and said: "The strength of the other party is more than expected. Although it is damaged, it is not enough. I still can't take it." Wen Yan, the eyes of the eyes are slightly raised, and the eyes are angry. The intention flashed, but did not attack, but indifferent: "The master of God is dead, Zhu Hongmu has been hurt, I have finished everything according to the contract, you are now repenting, I feel that I am not moving
about you? "The wording of the word is already very obvious."