Chapter 316: Destruction of the dead (2)

In the screams of blood corpses!
The white eagle looked so eagerly, the white ancestors of the ancestors preserved the king of Dongan for a thousand years, so they were refining a little bit by the purple fire.
The Yinlong Bureau, which was set up for 12 years, was destroyed!
Bai Shaoyang, the hope of inheriting the dragon through the blood corpse dragon body is completely shattered!
Less than half a cup of tea, the blood corpse was burned to ashes, and a blood red bead fell into the ashes.
Blood beads are full of fist size, red light, pure and full of yin!
As soon as this pearl appeared, the temperature in the building dropped sharply. Everyone quickly knew that this thing was extraordinary. Don’t start at the beginning and avoid the cold blood!
The blood corpse gathered for twelve years, and the dragon gas and the sputum gas phase merged, and it became the dragon blood Dan who waited for twelve years in this white Shaoyang!
Dragon Blood Dan!
My dragon blood Dan!
Like a dog, the white eagle rushed to grab the medicinal herbs.
However, a black cloth top was on his chin.
"How do you say that I should thank Bai Shaoyang?"
Qin Lan leaned over and slowly picked up the medicinal herbs, and observed the sneer.
"you you……"
The white eagle watched the Qin dynasty and took away the dragon blood that has spent countless years of money, spells, and pains.
The great pain made him scream like a madman, gnashing his teeth and tears.
"who are you?"
The white eagle asked with hate.
"My name is Qin, you can call me Qin Hou!"
Qin Lan blew the ashes on the Dragon Blood and earned a pocket.
"Qin Hou? You are the guy who snatched the father's medicine in Nanwu Village?"
The white eagle asked angrily.
"Ok!"
Qin Hao nodded.
"The White House has no innocence with you. Why do you want to be against us? Isn't it afraid of revenge from Longhushan?"
The white eagle patted his chest and struggled to stand up.
"No reason, just can't get used to you!"
Qin Hao lifted his foot and stuck to his face, and he sneered.
"Dragon and Tiger Mountain? Are you really thinking of Longhushan as your white house?"
"I tell you, as long as I am there, Bai Shaoyang wants to sit on the palm of the hand, there is no door!"
Qin Lan is cold and cold.
"Count you, I am obeying, Dragon Blood Dan is yours!"
"You open a condition, as long as the White House can come out, everything is fine!"
White Eagle knows that today is planted, and life is important.
His cultivation is far less than that of Qin, and he can only ask for the white house and hand it over to the young master.
"Twelve years, sixty lives! Do you still have a face to live?"
Qin Hao’s eyes were cold, and while drinking, his feet vomited.
Suddenly, the entire face of the white eagle was recessed into the back of the head, and the scene was screaming!
God burns corpses, and the ruler breaks the law!
At this moment, Qin Lan is no longer the hybrid of everyone's mind, but the of the devil!
"You three are rolling over to me."
Qin Xiaochong stood in the corner and shivered Chen Ziyang three people shouted.
"It's over, it's over!"
Chen Ziyang’s three stumbled and climbed over, and the was like a garlic, and he shouted.
"You three dog things, this is also a name in the Feng Shui world, but there is no bones, some people do not do, prefer to be a dog!"
"Killing you all dirty my hands, do it yourself!"
Qin Lan took a cold hand and lazily looked at Chen Ziyang.
"Hello? Hou Ye, don't, don't, we know it's wrong, you give us a way to live."
"Zuzong, ancestors, do we call your ancestors still not? Let us spare."
The three men burst into tears and pleaded.
"Hey, how many ancestors do you have to recognize?"
Gu Wenchen, who was on the sidelines, couldn’t see it, and said coldly.
The three people thought of Gu Wenchen, a living Bodhisattva. Seeing that Qin Qin was useless, he rushed over and squatted in front of Gu Lao, crying that was a miserable.
"Gu Lao, you and I were old partners in the Feng Shui world, and the scorpion did not give you a lesson."
"You help me to Qin Hou, ask for love, what?"
Liao Xiezi groped on the ground and hugged Gu Wenchen's thigh, eagerly pleading.
"Xunzi brother, just in front of the white eagle, it seems that it is not said?"
"How do you think of me now that I am not dead?"
"That said, with your qualifications, did you not give the old man a few shots to start?"
"Is the old man familiar with you?"
"roll!"
Gu Wenchen said to the three monks that the roots are itchy, and Rao is a high-cultivation, and there is no good voice at this moment.
When Liao Xiezi heard this, he went to the ground and fell into despair.
Mao Jiugang wanted to speak, but Gu Wenchen glanced at him and swallowed it back.
He was not familiar with Gu Wenchen, but he couldn’t speak, and he could only die honestly!
When Gu Wenchen was about to speak, he was hugged and hugged.
"Uncle Shu, Master Shuzu, I am Ziyang, your grandson. You can't even save me, don't look at the Buddha face, look at my ancestor's share, give me a love." ""
"Your old man is not a passer-by, but I am the only seedling of this door!"
"Uncle Shu, you will save me anyway, right."
Chen Ziyang holds Gu Wenchen, and he refuses to let go, screaming at the hippie smile on his face~EbookFREE.me~Wow!

Looking at the elegant face, at this moment, the dog's slave is flattering, Gu Wenchen disgusted and vomited.
He did not expect that the generation of the brothers passed down from generation to generation, and the character would be inferior to such a heinous point.
"The old man went to your ancestors! You are a garbage dog, go eat it!"
Gu Wenchen’s life broke out for the first time, and he broke away from Chen Ziyang and kicked the shameless one.
He really wanted to kill the running dog and clean up the portal, but he was so open and swearing that he could only endure it.
"It seems that they are reluctant to die, Yin Fan!"
Qin Yan brows a pick and makes a look.
Yin Fan said nothing, grabbed Chen Ziyang’s neck, rubbed it, and sent him to see the prince.
Mao Jiu sees this situation, knowing that death is inevitable!
Gritted his head and hit the big pillar of the building, hitting a brain and splitting!
"Chen Ziyang, Mao Jiu, you, are you all right?"
When the blind man heard the screams in his ears, he was shocked and asked.
"They are waiting for you on Huangquan Road, old dog, go to hell."
Yin Fan, a knives knives on the back of the neck of the blind man, only heard a bang, and the head of the scorpion shrugged down.
"Oh, I didn't expect the Feng Shui community to have these scums, shameful."
Gu Wenchen stood up and sighed with a chest.
"Gu Gu, now the bureau has also broken, how to deal with it?"
Pan Huacheng and others returned and asked quickly.
"This place has been infiltrated by scorpions for 12 years. It has become a fierce land. It must be to dispel the suffocation before it can start construction."
"Or else, even if you open a shop, your business will not be good, and you will be vulnerable to blood and bad luck!"
When it comes to Feng Shui, Gu Wenchen’s spirit is back, and he has to point out.