Chapter 977: That's too late

"Ah--!!" The screams of the guards made the city wall panic again.
Lu Hao had never thought about it. Zhuge Xiaotian, who was fascinated by his own rosemary, would wake up again. He was lying in the same place for a moment, and his face showed a panic look.
Suddenly, Li Zhenyu’s voice was heard in his ear.
Be careful!

When the voice just fell, Lu Hao felt a stinking smell coming from the face, followed by a horrible face full of erythema and blood stains appeared in front of him, opened his mouth and smacked into her white neck.
Lu Hao was shocked, and the panic made her make a short scream, and then she took out a handle when she didn’t think about it.
This handcuffs looks no different from the bows used by mortals, but it is forged with Tianxinmu for hundreds of thousands of years. The arrow is smeared with the poison of seeing the blood and sealing the throat. .
Zhuge Feng almost recognized this [God Machine] at the first sight. There is almost no one in the mainland of the Jurassic. [God Machine] is the life-saving weapon of Lu Xuyang when he was young. After he became famous, he left this baby to his only child. .
The launching speed of the machine is very fast, and in addition to the highly toxic, the arrow can easily penetrate the shield of the warrior, piercing the flesh and blood and Google. Even the warriors of the Yuan Ying period can be seriously injured by the gods, not to mention the Zhuge Xiaotian in the congested period.
As long as he was attacked by the gods, he was seriously ill and he was almost a dead end.
"Hey fairy, his mercy -!!" Zhu Gefeng issued a horror.
However, it is too late.
The sound of the emptiness of the gods rang, and the arrow flew toward the heart of Zhuge Xiaotian, who was close at hand.
"No-!!" Zhuge Feng's eyes are dead and round, as if there is blood and tears.
His only son, his whistling, is going to die like this in the eyes of the public.
Suddenly, Zhuge Feng looked horrified and solidified.
He looked stiffly at the black man who suddenly appeared in front of Zhuge Xiaotian. For a long time, he only felt a bit of pain in his chest, only to feel that he had held his breath.
I saw that the man in the black robes was cold and unparalleled, and the twin stars seemed to contain the coldest frost between the heavens and the earth, and looked coldly at the head of Lu.
And his hand, slender white, symmetrical, like a jade carving, but at this time, an arrow is caught in the hand.
The smudged arrow that saw the poisonous blood of the throat was like the most common iron stone between his fingers. The fingers were pinched, and the arrow suddenly broke, and then turned into powder, which was raging. fall.
Zhuge Feng took a cold breath and couldn't believe his eyes.
Even if it is the warrior of the Yuan Ying period, it will be no small trouble to touch the arrow of this machine. The handsome man in front of him, who seems to be only 20 years old, why he can underestimate the catching of the gods, and even grind the 100,000-year-old Tianxin wood into powder.
This black man, who is it? !
However, Zhuge Feng’s shock was only a moment, and his eyes quickly fell on his son.
At this time, Zhuge Xiaotian is no longer arrogant, wanting to rush to any living person to blood, bite flesh and blood.
His body is still squatting, but the breath is slowly calming down.
And standing on his side is the beautiful and beautiful young doctor who is beautiful and unparalleled.