Vol 3 Chapter 1367: Second variable

Can you go?
Of course, it can't be. This sound is walking away, the sound is like thunder, the words are bloody, how can you walk with peace of mind.
Xiao Chen was numb with the body of Mu Xinya, and his hands were dizzy. In such a difficult situation, the grip was tight.
His eyes are going to ooze blood, and every word that is so arrogant is deeply engraved in the heart of Xiao Chen like a knife.
At the back of the wooden Xi Yan, biting his lips, sweating on his forehead, feeling more and more unable to control Xiao Chen.
This made her feel very surprised. The secret method of the succubus family is the genius ability of the succubus, which is usually unfolded after the unfolding.
Even if it is as strong as a half-step Emperor Wu, it is difficult to struggle, and as time goes by, it will slowly fall asleep.
This is not an offensive martial art. It is just a succubus's talent ability. It is mainly to make people easy to pick up after sleeping.
Let the object being hunted, while sleeping, unconsciously be taken away.
Mu Xiyan is naturally not going to pick up Xiao Chen, but just wants Xiao Chen to fall asleep, take him out of here, and live up to his own efforts.
But the facts are a bit unexpected. Xiao Chen’s willpower is unexpectedly strong. Not only did you not fall asleep, but you struggled more and more, and there were signs of getting out of trouble at any time.
Let Mu Xiyan feel pressure, and in this way, Xiao Chen really wants to get out of trouble. When you are alone, you will be willing to fight for it, and the opportunity you exchange will be wasted.
Among the eyes, the tears flashed, and Mu Xiyan cried. At this moment, she regrets the extreme. If she does not let Duoao help to take the mutated magic Yuandan, nothing will happen.
In such a slightly anxious situation, hidden in the darkness, a mysterious red man, after a cool analysis, gave up the shot at this moment.
In the sky, the battle situation is increasingly biased towards the twelve-seat Wudi. With an enemy of twelve, after all, it is still too reluctant, if not the magic of this magical paradise is too rich.
Let Duo arrogance take advantage of the land, even if he casts the blood talent of the blood family, it is difficult to adhere to such a long time.
The most important point is that the duration of the Gorefiend seems to be coming soon.
Xiao Chen looks in his eyes, remembering that his heart is bleeding, the most fearful thing in his life, some things can be saved, but in the end, for some reason, he regrets.
For example, now, if he can break away from the control of Mu Xiyan, he will not die if he is alone.
When he first resisted the thunder, he had already sworn that he would never let something similar happen to him again.
The feeling of regret, pain and heart, no longer want to experience once.
He does not blame Mu Xiyan now. Everyone has his own insistence. In the world of Mu Xiyan, the words of independence and arrogance are the only ones.
Even if she really let her die, I am afraid that there will not be much hesitation, and I will go.
Hold on, don't die, don't die!
Looking at the still-arrogant arrogance, Xiao Chen struggled to get rid of it, and above the clenched fist, a series of blue veins burst, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling.
The body's ability to restore control is a little bit, and the pink energy of Mu Xiyan will slowly remove the body.
After a long time, Xiao Chen also found some ways to deal with this pink energy. After the exhibition, it began to work slowly.
boom!
Suddenly, the momentum of the solitary arrogant body suddenly fell, and the duration of the demon became completely over.
"Mixed, go to hell!"
He was dragged by Duo for so long, and several of the half-step Wudi were injured by the singular arrogance. It is hard to vent their hatred without killing him.
Seeing that the demon has not lasted for a long time, the voices have been greatly reduced. Twelve half-step Wudi have suppressed the anger of a long time. At the same time, they burst into flames and flickered toward the independence.
The solitary cough is not only the blood, the blood keeps flowing, watching the 12 major emperors who have been killed, the consciousness is a little fuzzy.
Before fainting, I looked back and saw that Xiao Chen still didn't go. He wanted to call it again, calling it the last time.
The scorpion had already been dumb, and this time he couldn’t shout it out. He opened his mouth and shouted a word in his heart.
Then, when both eyes are closed, they completely lose their consciousness, and they don’t know each other.
"Do not!"
In the moment of independence and arrogance, Mu Xiyan’s mood was obviously a trace of flaws. Xiao Chen, who was about to break free, shouted and burst out.
In the 12th half-step Emperor Wu, who was about to kill the solitude, Xiao Chen shouted: "Give me to die!"
I didn’t think about it, I took the card that I had always treasured, and I took it out.
This can kill the Emperor Wudi's golden feathers, and the moment of burning, the brilliant light blooms, like the sun is dazzling, the shaking people can't blink.
At that moment, the entire magical paradise was shrouded in the light of this golden feather.
Perceived by a dangerous atmosphere, the twelve half-step Emperor Wu, his face changed, and when he saw the golden feathers, he was all shocked.
Originally, the momentum was rushing, and it was necessary to go to the unknown and arrogant, and give a lore, and after seeing the golden feathers, the madness will recede.
It’s too late, and the few people who are the first to go back can’t completely avoid it.
The screams of the sound screamed, and the four strong people who rushed to the front, between the ray of light, smashed directly, and died without a whole body.
Others that have been affected, more or less, have suffered minor injuries.
At least six of the half-step Wudi have the power of a battle, and even if they are not injured, they are not opponents, let alone the situation of internal injuries.
After the analysis of Xiao Chen's rationality, he supported the singular arrogance of the past, and looked at those half-step Wudi coldly, and quickly turned back to Mu Xiyan.
"Go." I didn't have time to tell Mu Xiyan. Xiao Chen was carrying a singular arrogance. He carried Mu Xiyan and walked quickly toward the rear.
Why not go in the direction of the exit, there are too many mixed-blood strong people in the place, quietly watching.
In the current state, if these mixed-race demons have greed, they are simply throwing themselves into the net, and they can only hope to go deeper into the sea of ​​demons.
"Wait, now, give me death!"
At this time, the mysterious red man who had been waiting quietly for the opportunity, saw Xiao Chen throwing out the last card, and suddenly shot at the moment he landed.
The body turned into a liquid, which was continuously elongated and turned into a thin red light, which swept away toward the heart of Xiao Chen.
"So fast!"
With the solitary arrogance and Mu Xiyan's Xiao Chen, his look changed greatly, his heart flashed a little surprised, his thoughts were like electricity, and he quickly thought about countermeasures.
But some helplessly found that the red blood line that came out of this burst, in his current state, one by one and one hand, can not avoid.
This portrait is the coldest poisonous snake in the world. It is hidden in the darkness. When the prey is flawed, it will be immediately attacked.
Damn, after all, is it hard to escape?
Xiao Chen, who didn’t have any cards left, looked at the strange and mysterious martial arts, and gave birth to a desperate heart.
"Oh, I am waiting for now, he will not die in your hands."
Just on that red line, when Xiao Chen penetrated Xiao Chen’s heart and sucked away the heart of Xiao Chen’s heart, a figure appeared and suddenly appeared.
It seems that I have waited for a long time. The two different colors, light and dark, meet in the air and merge into a long-sword with a long-sword, with a faint smile.
Between the electric and the flint, the young swordsman converges on the smile of his mouth, the cold shot, and quickly pulls out the long sword behind.
call out!
The sword is dazzling, and the sword is shocking. The young swordsman holds the sword in both hands and traverses the chest. The sword directly blocks the strange red line.
A bang, like something, hit the slate.
The blood line continued to accumulate, and it was re-formed into a figure. The painful mourning slammed and was hit back by the shackles.
The red-shirted youth's right hand squinted at his head, and he would be blocked by a blow. He looked at the anger and looked at the people. He burst into tears: "Chu Chaoyun, you dare to break me a good thing!"