Chapter 285: His consolation prize

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The old flames of the flames were afraid of the bad feelings and then caused trouble, and they smothered the left and right hands of the sensation, just like the hen caught the chicken, and took the thin feeling and left.
The patriarchs have offended the sorcerer, and they have to say nothing to the sinister couple.
This time, you must not let the lesser masters come out again.
The rumor is true, the ghost emperor is not only irritating, but also can't touch it.
"Wuzhong, I am not as good as you today, but there will always be one day, I will kill you and revenge for the thirteen!" The voice of the sensation, because of anger and sorrow, with a bit of hoarseness in his whim, he has never been like this today. I feel that I am weak and useless.
He can't protect thirteen, it's useless to him... Wu Zhong, he vows to kill the witch.
The old flames were turned into a fireball, and the wind and fire were rushing away, leaving the Taiyi secret.
He Lao Da and He Laosan’s eyes are opposite, and they are equally astonishing in their strength and momentum. They simply don’t dare to do it. They even have no desire to escape. They can only look at it not far away. The export of Taiyi Secret.
This is the world, but what happened.
It is clear that their two brothers are together, and they are almost one hundred and fifty years old, but they are not afraid to speak out in front of a ghostly emperor who is old enough to be their grandson.
After swallowing the swallow, He Boss looked at the coffin in the hands of Wu.
In any case, you have to see the dead and see the dead.
Living, they couldn’t care for the thirteenths of the week, and they died. They had the idea to bring back the thirteen less coffins and hand them over to their families.
"Ghost Emperor, Hong XIII is coming with us. Can you give her coffin to us, we will properly transport the coffin back to Xia Du."
"Hey, she is comfortable." Wu Zhong took the coffin in his hand and threw it in front of He Lao Da and He Laosan.
Comfortable?
He boss and others are wondering, looking at the coffin, can you say that Hong 13 she...
When Ye Lingyue was thrown into the coffin by Wu Chou, he was still complaining.
However, because she was too tired, she lay in the coffin and actually slept.
This sleep can't be over.
The part of the Dingli refining and refining, the spiritual power of the wooden dings, madly wandering in her body.
Has reached the spirit of the peak of Wuding, after absorbing the spiritual strength of this part, it is like a broken bamboo, just like breaking the flood, suddenly broke through to Liu Ding.
The eucalyptus fell to the ground, and the sleepy Ye Lingyue was awakened.
She stretched her lower bones and accidentally discovered her mental strength and soared.
I have to say that this coffin made of empty crystals is quite comfortable to lie down.
Wu heavy this guy, the temper is stinky, but the ability to move the coffin is first-class, not awkward on the way, she did not pay attention, even fell asleep.
Ye Lingyue intends to tell Wu Zhong that if he is not an evil emperor, he can consider changing to be a coward, and he can make a big profit.
When the gods knew it, the cover of several tens of pounds was pushed open, and Ye Lingyue climbed out.
After seeing a full sleep, Ye Lingyue, who is full of spirits, looks at the old face of the face, the sorcerer of a debtor’s face, and the eyes of He Lao Da and He Laosan are greatly enlarged.
This, this has been a long time, the original thirteen is still not dead, then why are the ghosts and adults, let the misunderstanding Hong 13 is dead?
"He boss, congratulations, and seeing you, it’s so good, I almost thought that I was going to die in the Indian world."
The acoustic effect of the eucalyptus made of hollow crystal is very good.
Ye Lingyue did not know everything that happened.
Seeing that He Laoda and He Laosan had seen a ghost-like look, Ye Lingyue was very happy to say hello.
"Thirteen less, you are fine, just thin..." He boss has not finished speaking, he received a savvy look that is enough to kill people, and is used to the merchants who are good at observing and watching the old Lao Dao busy.
The thin love is not a man, the thirteen is a woman, and the ghost emperor induces a thin feeling that 13 is already dead.
Can you say that the ghost emperor... He is also a profiteer, and he wants to know the minds of these young people, but it is a matter of minutes and seconds. He suddenly realized.
No, Hong 13 is both a confidante of Feng Wang, and he is unclear with the ghost emperor. This person is really unacceptable.
"There are a group of people from the Northern Kingdom of Wangfu and Prince Zihong?" Ye Lingyue found himself waking up and how other people were gone.
"They didn't find the town's artifacts, they all left."
You can only be sorry for you. He is not afraid to offend the ghost emperor.
He boss concealed his conscience and wiped out the matter of searching for Ye Lingyue.
His words, indeed led to the praise of Wu Zhong, the witch focused on nodding, my heart is dark, this congratulation to the boss, it is a person who can make friends, in the future can let the killing hall and more exchanges with them.
"Taiyi faction, there is no township artifact at all, we are all fooled, or leave early." Ye Lingyue shook his head.
If she had a big killer like Ding Ding, the average person, even if it was a savvy master, would have been sucked up by flesh and blood and became the second head of Taiyi.
What is the town of the artifact, clearly is the pottery monster.
However, this time the Taiyi secret trip, counted, Ye Lingyue did not lose, not only found the empty crystal, but also refining the spirit, obtained the method of the cultivation of the spirit, the spiritual power broke through to Liu Ding.
It is a pity that the Scorpio Eight Swords were sacrificed by the Witch.
Ye Lingyue was somewhat reluctant to aim at the Scorpio Eight Swords after the heavy weight of the witch. Poor, she did not even have a handful of spirits.
Ye Lingyue's sneaky eyes, Wu Zhong can not notice.
However, even if she borrowed a few galls from Ye Lingyue, she did not dare to play the idea of ​​Wu Zhongzhi's weapons.
This man is simply a young man who can't die. He was seriously injured earlier. How can he go back and live again?
Ye Lingyue slammed a fierce spirit and stared at Wu Zhong’s hand.
"Wu Zhong! Your hand is gone! You scold me!"
This guy, who made it clear that she was teasing her, actually let her stay close to her, and she became a female slave for a few days.
The few men under the ghosts are all inexplicable.
Ghost Emperor is injured?
Who does not know, the physique of the Ghost Emperor is tyrannical, even if it is a serious injury, it will be cured at most one day and one night.
Seeing that Ye Lingyue’s cheeks were all bulging, Wu Chou laughed loudly.
To be honest, he still misses the time when he was in the middle of India, and Ye Lingyue dared to speak out.
When the mood is good, Wu Zhong is too lazy to think about Ye Lingyue’s little belly chicken. He only wants to calculate his own aura and elixir all day long.
Worth, give her some compensation, Wu Zhongyi raises his hand, and a heavy Nirvana trip falls to his hand.
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