Chapter 702:

The ghost face Xuan Fox is running away, and after exhibiting this trick, he flees quickly.
If you don’t come to Lu Qianqian, etc., you will have no way to do this. You can’t help but trap people in a false space for two or three hours. When someone comes out, it has already escaped.
It is a pity that Lu Yiqian is the master of this world. He is the prisoner of the world and the master of this road.
The prisoner’s wings twitched with the wings of the butterfly, and the whole body glowed and slammed into the confined space. The two forces rub each other, naturally it is the more quintessential victory, and the scorpion of the ghost face is broken instantly.
The fantasy beast appears in a moment, and the blue crystal powder is sprinkled in the sky, and the sharp-edged squirrel flies away.
The two blue Eudemons are beautiful like butterflies, but after the contract with Lu Yiqian, they have more powerful vitality and more terrible combat power!
Ghost face Xuanhu heard the sound of the crash and knew it badly. When he saw the prisoner’s day, he was already surprised that the other party had such a powerful World of Warcraft. When the phantom beast came out, it was so surprised that he was almost stunned by his hind legs. ... That guy Eudemons is too much, scare the beast!
But in the end, it is a long-lost fox. This time, instead of being anxious, it wraps around the tail and slams back!
Countless ghosts slammed into the prisoner's heaven and the illusionary beast, and the ghosts were fed by it, and their power was not the king of God!
The title of the ghost face Xuanhu is not white!
"I advise you not to run, it is best to put the edge of the space on the ground, it is better to retreat two kilometers." White took Lu Yuqian, and came up with the beautiful men.
Ghost face Xuan Fox is extremely angry, what kind of jokes, let it put down the edge of space, is it possible? Stand violently, his mouth open, and a green fire dragon will face the mask. It can be seen that this woman, who is surrounded by everyone, has an inestimable influence on this pair of people.
The fire dragon is approaching, and the sub-season jumps up. In the hand, the rifle is displayed in the hand, and the fire dragon is broken.
The 120,000-star beast is really powerful, but from the door of space, the sub-season and other people have already had a change!
"You are deceiving too much!" The ghost face is arrogant. But is this not a bully?
Lu Yiqian is quite innocent: "The rib of this space is mine, what is wrong with me?"
Qinglong took the call: "There is still a second." When speaking, the corner of the mouth is faintly smiling.
The ghost face Xuan Fox is strange, and it has been found that the edge of the bite in the mouth has undergone tremendous changes, and an extremely pure wood attribute power instantly fills the world.
Its heart is not good, just about to spit out the edge of space, but only heard a very bright, very hot, very shouting: "It’s not easy to fuck, my Suzaku finally sees the sky again!"

啪!
The ground is crisp, the edges of the space are completely broken, and the power of the wooden attributes that sweep the entire remnant of the gods rushes out. The flowers of the entire relics of the gods are blossoming, the birds are yellow, the trees and the grass are more It is green and cute, all kinds of vitality, all kinds of enthusiasm!
The Suzaku of the Four Beasts, the wood attributes, wherever they go, Wan Mu Zheng Chun.
The ghost face Xuan Fox was the first to bear the brunt, and was shocked by the wild power and was seriously injured. It is said that it is the most unfortunate and most sorrowful beast. It was really unfortunately hurt by such an unexpected incident. It burst into tears and knew that it would not grab the edge of space.
In other words, the man in white clothes seems to have reminded him, but sad reminder, in that case, how can it be put down? The man in white clothes must have been deliberate, and he was deeply shocked to think that he was too dark!
In order to verify its idea, Lu Yiqian asked: "Do you know that they will come out by themselves?"
White smiled slightly: "For many years, brothers, what are the tempers of the two, how can I not know."
Lu Yiqian couldn't help but look at the ghost face Xuanhu. There is a white saying. Even if it is different, it will die and bite.
The magical power of wild wood attributes quickly subsided, and two men appeared in front of everyone.
A portrait of about seventeen or eighty-year-old, a red-hot short hair, a pair of round and big red eyes, an obvious baby face, but a cold, sly gesture, but as the creation of the perfect One of his masterpieces, his face is extremely exquisite, and his proportions of the whole body are also in perfect condition. Even if he puts such an action, it still makes people take it for granted.
Lu Yiqian is slightly strange. This boy has a temper when he looks at it. It doesn't look like wood. On the other hand, he claims to be a fire, but he never sees a half-ignition.
"Suzaku, you are stunned. And, you are not using the words." A mellow and pleasant voice came from behind Suzaku.
It’s a 30-year-old man with a long, shallow yellow, but extremely harmonious and elegant, with long eyebrows and long eyes, but who has been closed for a long time. He wears a light-like liquid. The robes were so tidy, and they brought their own Fanghua. He held a topaz-like flute, which was calm, ethereal, beautiful, and very different.
The baby face and the tempered Suzaku are really afraid of this man who doesn't show fireworks. When he talks, Suzaku doesn't say anything.
But then came a few butterflies, flying around the Suzaku, one of them even boldly fell on his nose, with his big eyes and small eyes.
The second characteristic of Suzaku is that it attracts small animals, regardless of whether they are male or female.
"I, I fuck! What is this, go away, go away!" But the fact is that this hot boy does not love these little animals, which is considered to be detrimental to the charm of his man.
Having said that, he was very cautious when he was driving away, and he never hurt the butterfly.
"Touch!" Xuanwu's jade flute did not hesitate to hit the Xuanwu head, he shot like electricity, after the hit is still the cloud is light and ethereal, ethereal and sacred.
"You beat me again!" Suzaku tears: "I am so dead!"
"Touch!" It’s a bit of a knock: "There is evidence, courtesy, and swearing."
Suzaku grievances, daring to anger, and arrogant, and Xuanwu reasoning, he will be undoubtedly defeated, he is depressed, nowhere to vent, they saw Lu Xiaoqian grinning.