Chapter 1148: : Season's dark feelings

The first thousand one hundred and forty-eighth chapter: the quarter of the family
Chapter 1148: The family's dark feelings.
Du Shaozhen said gently, there is absolutely no good feeling for Hehuan.
"Kid, don't think that you can scare people by pretending to be a ghost, and die!"
Jun Lang suddenly made a difficult attack in the middle age. Whether the strength of the other party can still be against the sky, he is the first to appear.
"boom!……"
In the middle-aged body, the mysterious air suddenly surged like a storm. It was close at hand. At the speed of lightning, a paw print was like a thunder twisting the space, and it was suddenly found in front of Du Shaoqi’s throat.
"咔擦..."
The paw prints fell, and as the middle-aged material of the handsome middle-aged, it was directly detained on the throat of Du Shaoqi. The eyes showed a chill of sorrow, and the force was pinched. The sound of 'squeaking', Du Shaoyu’s throat was broken, and then the figure was broken in the space. But there is no blood spilling out.
"The afterimage...not good..."
The handsome middle-aged man who just showed his happiness was suddenly shocked.
The speed of the other party is almost so fast, leaving a shadow and let him not look at it.
How can this middle-aged know, let alone Du Shaoqi's speed is ten times faster, it is also a wasteland space, everything is Du Shaozhen, who can do whatever he wants, how can he be an opponent.
"laugh!"
When Du Shaozhen's figure appeared again in front of the handsome middle-aged, a beautiful purple light in the palm of his hand spread out, and in a twinkling of an eye, he immediately entangled the right hand of a handsome middle-aged man.
"Hula..."
A terrible blazing scent suddenly popped up in this space.
The blazing atmosphere makes people sway, and can burn space and burn everything!
"what……"
The miserable mourning came out in the mouth of the handsome middle-aged man. His right hand was burned by purple flames, and the mysterious defense was destroyed and destroyed.
"Zizi..."
In the middle-aged, a right arm was wrapped in purple flame, and the flesh-and-blood bones were burned like candles burning like wax, with flesh and blood residue dripping.
"Who are you? I am the elder of Hehuanzong. You dare to move me. Hehuan will not let you go, ah..."
Miserable mourning, people feel the horrible sorrow, handsome middle-aged sad mourning.
The fiery purple flame of middle age burned the right arm and could not destroy the extinction.
The kind of pain and pain, the gods in my mind are now dying at the fire.
"How about He Huan Zong, it is not the first time to kill the Huanzong."
Du Shaozhen said faintly, there is a chill in the clear eyes.
This person wants to sneak in the middle of the night, clearly wants to cause himself to die, his own enemies are afraid that no one will know that he is in Zhangzhou.
This makes Du Shaoxuan's mind affirmed, fearing that this person will come to a relationship with a certain person in Jijiazhong, and it is definitely for the purpose of the season, or else he will not enter the quarter.
"Hula..."
As the handsome middle-aged began to have both feet, the left arm began to wrap up with purple flames.
"Zizi..."
The mysterious atmosphere in the middle-aged body can't stop the burning of purple flames, and the muscles and muscles of the bones are burning like candles.
"what……"
Screaming and mourning, no one can hear in this space.
It was only now in the middle age that I realized that this would be a slave. This is definitely a comet, but it is hidden as a slave in the Du's five seasons.
Such a cultivation of strength, by its age, the strongest younger generation of He Huan Zong is absolutely no one can compare.
"Ah... I said, I’m going to stop, the evil emperor is what I sent out, and my cousin let me come."
Just for a moment, the handsome middle-aged can no longer hold back, and screams and screams answer Du Shaozhen’s words.
"Who is your cousin?" Du Shaoyan looked up and asked the middle age.
"Fei Ying, the wife of the family of the family?" The middle-aged teacher died in the middle of the pain.
Du Shaozhen heard it, not surprisingly, sinking his eyes and continuing to ask: "You are afraid that it is not easy to have a relationship with her. Why did she want to put Miss Jijia in her death? To be honest, you may still be alive and dare. If you hide it, then it will be destroyed!"
The cold voice makes the book burned by the purple flames, and the middle-aged of the gods is cold. There is no doubt about the young young man in front of him.
"My cousin Fei Ying wants to control the quarter home, and wants to completely get the empire of several empire. The season and the other people have been infected with the season. At that time, the woman was also removed by Fei Ying, causing the woman. Difficult illusion."
In the middle age, I dare not hide it. He has always regarded the identity of the elders of Hehuan as the card. Wu Zun’s initial cultivation is a strength, but at the moment it can’t play any role at all.
Listening to the middle-aged words, Du Shaoyan’s eyes were even colder, and the cold rushed out. He continued to ask:
Why does Feiying not let the season return to the quarter, the quarter-to-home ratio, and choose the next owner, that Feiying is afraid I can’t get any benefit, I want to control the season home?

"Ah... Feiying is afraid of bad things in that season. Although there is not much threat in that season, Feiying has always been careful not to allow any hidden dangers to exist. As for the control of the Jijia..."
The middle-aged screams, in the end, seems to be a little hesitant.
"Don't say it will die!"
Du Shaoyan's eyes sank, waving and shaking, and the purple flames were more vigorous.
"Ah... I said, I said..."
The middle-aged screams are harsh and mournful: "If Fei Ying can't really control the family, he can't be the owner of the family. Some of the old men who are jealous of Jijia's retreat, but they can make Jijia's second season become a red. The next season's family, because the second child is... the second child, Ji Ruo Zi, is the daughter of Fei Ying and me. It is not the flesh and blood of the season, but the Ji family still does not know."
"The quarter of the second season is red, not the family of the family."
Du Shaoqi slightly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was still screaming and mourning. After a while, he said coldly: "If I guessed it correctly, it is you who really want to control the season. You really want the palace dragon." Let's go!"
"Yes, I really want to, although the family is returning to our Hehuan, the royal empire of the five empire in the seven empire must be handed over to Hehuan, but I am a elder of Hehuan, although the status is not low, but the palace dragon Gas and other treasures, but I can't get it. If I can get some royal dragons, I will definitely build it to a higher level, and I will benefit from it in the future."
The middle-aged did not dare to conceal, screaming constantly, mourning and pleading, said: "I have said that I have already said, let me go, you have to talk about trust."
Du Shaoqi waved a hand, the purple flames in the middle-aged body slowly converge, the sound of miserable sorrow subsided, and the body suddenly fell into the space.
At this moment, a middle-aged right arm was almost burned and burned to the arm. The left arm and the feet were burned to half, unable to stand up.
This middle-aged body, there is no blood at this moment, only the black, terrible.
"It's no wonder that the next generation of homeowners in Jijia can only get the royal dynasty of two empire."
Du Shaozhen was so eye-catching that he had mentioned the future of the Jijia family, and he was able to get the royal palace of the two empire, and did not feel anything. I thought that the palace dragons of the other five empires were left by the family.
At this moment, Du Shaoqi knows that this season is also the subsidiary force of Hehuan.
The other five imperial palaces must be handed over to Hehuan.
"Let me go, you already know what you have to know. I don’t want to intervene in the family, let me go..."
The middle-aged screams, the fear in the eyes, he regretted not to find out the truth, then came to deal with this comet.
"I just said that it is possible to leave you a life, and did not agree, so that you will not intervene in the quarter, only one result will make me feel good."
Du Shaoyan looked at the middle age and waved a purple gold thunder.
"Hey!"
Under the low muffled sound, the middle-aged eyes showed despair, and the young man in front of him was not good at all.
In the end, the middle age had not yet had time to struggle, and the body was turned into ashes in the fallen purple gold thunder.
The fly is gone, the soul is flying!
"Ji Jia, He Huan Zong..."
Du Shaoxuan’s heart sinks and then disappears into the ancient space.
Back in the room, Du Shaoqi continued to sit on the bed, as if nothing had happened.
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