Chapter 1478: Passed away! (2)

"Oh... you blew it up! Anyway, even if it is dead, I have to pull a back!"
"You... you bastard!" Mu Hongqi's straight-eyed mother, but there is no way.
"Big brother, don't worry about me, as long as I can kill this dog thief, I am even a smashed bone, it is worth it!" Mu Zhao clenched his teeth, bleeding in the gums.
"Give me shut up!" An Xingyi listened to the big annoyance, and punched his fist and slammed it on Mu Zhao's belly.
How to do? Mu Hong also hesitated at this time, is it really necessary to let Mu Zhao give An Xingyi a funeral? Of course he is not willing! But he is now on the string, can't send it. Even if Mu Hong is smart again, he will dare to make up his mind. [
"You also come over to me!" Just when Mu Hong was hesitating, An Xingyi did not hesitate. When he was looking at Mu Hong's god, he mentioned the spiritual power to the limit, and volleyed and scattered. The five or six Tuva monks around him were forced to pull over him, tightly around him, like an iron bucket.
"Ha ha ha... There are so many people who are buried with me, I am not dead!" An Xingyi’s eyes smashed round and stared at Mu Hong without a word, although his mouth was laughing, but his forehead The sweat that continues to seep out shows that his heart is definitely very nervous at this time.
If it was the former Mu Hong, perhaps he would not hesitate to blew himself up, but now Mu Hong can no longer hold this heart. Suddenly sighed and turned to look at Shen Daojun, his eyes were full of apologies. "I'm sorry for Shen Xiong, I... still lost."
Mu Hong’s words passed to Shen Daojun’s ear, and the heart of Shen Daojun seemed to be hurt by an invisible hand. Especially when he noticed that Mu Hong’s eyes were full of despair and helplessness, his heart was filled with a sorrow and grief.
"Ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ... Mu Hong, you still don't give me a little farther, lest you blew himself, splashing my dirty blood!" An Xingyi heard, screaming and shouting.
"An Xingyi, even if I can't kill you today, I can have someone to collect you for one day!" Mu Hongdao finished this sentence, and finally looked at Mu Zhao, with a little tip and a straight body. The sky.
At this time, it is at night, the night is like a cover, and a bright moon is hanging high. The bright moonlight, draped over Mu Hong's body, is like baptism, and it is holy and innocent. Along with a dull blasting sound, a raging wind was set off, and Mu Honghua made dust and floated between heaven and earth.
Shen Daojun never felt so sad for the death of a person, especially the enemy who once wanted to put him to death. For Mu Hong, Shen Daojun does not know how to evaluate, from this moment, the name is engraved in his mind.
"Big brother!" "The patriarch!"...
The mourning sound suddenly rang, and except for An Xingyi’s face, the rest of the people waited, and all the tears flowed.
"Oh... people who can kill me An Xingyi, I am afraid that I am not born yet!" Mu Hong died, An Xingyi completely let go of his heart, looking around for a week, no one who could threaten him again.
"An Xingyi, if you are so rumored, are you not afraid of being condemned?" Shen Daojun hated the sky and his words were indescribable. Looking at An Xingyi's gaze, it is burning and burning.