Chapter 1187: The difficulty of the gods (1)

Chapter 1187 The Difficulty of the Tenjin House (1)
Somehow, Mu Qingzhen felt that Gu Yiyi at the moment was very dazzling.
"Wind girl," Xuanyuan Guojun stopped and his voice was born with a sigh of relief. "I have brought you over, that... can I go now?"
The wind is like a smile.
Looking at her expression, the heart of Xuanyuan Guojun trembled fiercely, and the corner of his mouth was a little smile.
"It's okay, I just talked about it, yes, the place is the place where the beasts swallow, this... Are we here for a while, or will we continue to move forward?"
Although he knows how to deal with the swallowing method, after all, he is a king of a country, and he has always been pampered. If he is not interested in the wind, such as the one who can make people, he can’t go out. .
So, so far, he has never seen the beast.
The wind did not pay attention to the Xuanyuan Guojun, and the Nanxian led a group of people behind him and stepped into the territory of the beast.
When you step into this forest, you can feel the pressure of the sky is different, the clouds are all over the sky, and the sun is shining, and this is the power of the beast.
Suddenly, the wind stopped and the footsteps stopped.
Gu Yiyi accidentally bumped into it, her nose was red, and her tears looked up at the girl who suddenly stopped.
"Two uncles, you are well protected."
The wind-like hand quietly grasped the sword and looked dignified.
In this windy mountain, it always gives people a feeling of extreme oppression.
Roar!
A roar of noise, the sound is ringing in the mountains.
The entire forest was shaken with it, as if the ground was shaking.
Once the sound is in the ear, it will make people feel that the eardrum has a feeling of being broken.
Compared with the calm and calm winds and the South Strings, Gu Yiyi’s face is somewhat white.
She was the weakest person in the field. Therefore, the two lines of nosebleed from the nose, the whole ear was painful and painful, and she was forced to use her palm.
"Uncle, I am uncomfortable..."
This voice has not been scattered for a long time, and people with low strength can't bear it.
If you continue, Gu Yiyi will probably die from bloodshed.
Mu Qingyu covered Gu Yiyi's hand with two hands and held her ear tightly, hoping that she could block some of her strength.
"The beast is inside, Uncle, you are here with one, South String, we go to the beast."
Only by stopping the cry of the beast, Gu Yiyi can not be so painful.
Xuanyuan Guojun said: "The wind girl, you can rest assured, I will take care of these two for you..."
"You follow me."
Joke, this guy is a holy warrior, leaving the second uncle and Gu Yiyi to him, isn’t that equal to the sheep’s mouth? Have you gone?
Only by holding him around is the safest thing.
Xuanyuan Guojun is crying, he really does not want to face the beast.
"From the beginning..." The wind is like a smile. "It is not necessary whether the method you gave us is useful, so you must follow me. The monarchs of the countries will stay to protect my uncle and one by one. It is not here. what's up."
Compared with Xuanyuan Guojun, she believes that these people have been transformed by the giant pot.
"Yes, master."
The expressions of the kings of all countries are respectful, and even the look of the wind is like respect.
They are still different than the basaltic monarchs.
(End of this chapter)