Chapter 1183: Ancestor Mo Jun (1)

Chapter 1183 ancestor Mo Jun (1)
The scorpions of Xuanyuan Guojun spurred anger, but he faced the danger of so many people, and the heart that just wanted to resist was crushed.
Not long ago, he was still laughing at the people who were chased by the giant pot, and it didn't take long for this person to become him.
The giant pot has no tendency to stop, and the cockroach is getting more and more energetic. It seems to have been exhausted, and all the anger is vented. The basal lord of the scorpion has just cracked the strong and completely cracked, and almost cried. come out.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? I am not just bringing people to ambush you. Do you use such bullies?"
The wind looked like a crying face to the Xuanyuan monarch, waved his hand and stopped the action of the giant pot. She smiled and stroking her chin, smiling at the old man standing in front.
"Then you said, who is the little white face?"
This time, Xuanyuan Guojun couldn’t help but cry out, tears, full of grievances and grievances.
He didn't just say a little white face, she even avenged her hatred.
"I am a little white face, I am a little white face, have you become?"
To the extent of the Xuanyuan monarch, no one is not afraid of death. Everyone in the world must obey his command. If he died in such a place, how much should he suffer?
At the beginning, he was trying to hold his face in front of the kings of the countries, and he had been pretending to be calm. Now that this group of people has been confused, he does not need to pay attention to face.
Life is the most important thing!
The wind looks up and down and examines Xuanyuan Guojun: "You can clip the mosquitoes on your face, and the skin is black as carbon. You tell me that you are a little white face? If you can find someone to support you, I Just let you go!"
The breathing of Xuanyuan Guojun is a stagnation.
Although he is arrogant, he still has self-knowledge.
Long and then Gong Jiali countless, those women who look at him only have the power behind him, it is impossible to see him for his old face! If you leave this identity, it is very difficult to find a big yellow girl, let alone let the other person support him?
For the first time, Xuanyuan Guojun’s heart is so envious of Xiaobai’s face. At least if he is a little white face, he can find someone to support him. This life will be saved...
But now, he only has an impulse to cry and cry.
"Little girl, I am so old, you don't bother me. I just heard that you have conquered the beasts, and worried that those beasts will bring harm to the exile. We are going to kill them first." You, let the spirit beasts have no heads, so it is easy to dispose of."
The wind is like a pair of eyes: "Who told you that the beast will bring harm to the mainland?"
"No one told me that it was the ancestors who passed down this way. When our ancestors finally subdued these beasts and passed the rules, we humans must make the beasts a slave, and never give them a day to turn over, otherwise ... will inevitably lead to the mainland, we just follow the ancestors' last words."
The wind swept away the eyes of Xuanyuan Guojun: "Who are your ancestors?"
"Mo Jun!"
This is not a secret to exile the mainland, and there is nothing to say.
After the wind heard the name, there was no expression. Only the southern string was so light, and a glimpse of the looming killing flashed through the cold eyes, but he quickly converges and looks at the wind. Still with warm light.
(End of this chapter)