Chapter 1250: Collecting corpses for him!

Xiao Zheng said this in a flash of momentum, not only shocked the scalp of Mitsui. Also let the dragon thirteen pick up the scorpion.
In the face of two great peers, how dare he say that he does not want foreign aid?
What is his duty?
Where does he come from such great courage?
It is said that he once had a battle with Feng Qingshan and Mu Qingsong. Although it was interrupted by Ye Yuhua in the middle. Only by this ending, Dragon Thirteen can judge that his strength is definitely not above Mu Qingsong.
Even if they are standing in front of the two, it is not Xiao Zheng, but Mu Qingsong, the founder of the eight. I don't necessarily dare to do so big?
Even the prince Ling Xiao, who was still calm from beginning to end, after she heard Xiao Zheng’s words, the eyebrows flashed a glimmer of surprise.
However, the accident happened to the accident, and the Prince of Lingxiao waved his hand gently, and said, "Hundreds of places, help Mr. Xiao to help."
As soon as this statement came out, the body of Mitsui was trembled.
what do you mean! ?
Even Xiao Zheng is arrogant and does not need me to shoot. Why do you want me to go and help?
How to help? Are you dead?
Hundreds of Mitsui stopped in place. The silk does not move.
She does not want to help Xiao Zheng.
Will not go to help Xiao Zheng.
From beginning to end, you need Xiao Zheng to help you, not me. Why let me be cannon fodder? Why let me go to die?
For the first time, Hundreds of Mitsui was out of action...
Between life and death, she chose to live without hesitation. Despite this disobedience, it will cause tremendous damage to the school. Even sever the cooperation with Prince Ling. But what about it? When you die, there is nothing left. The glory of revival cannot be enjoyed.
What is more important in this world than life?
After a brief silence by Hundreds of Mitsui, he quietly stepped back. The attitude is indicated by action.
"Sorry. Your Royal Highness Prince." Hundreds of Mitsui said calmly. "I can not do it."
"Yeah." The prince of Ling Xiao was as plain as ever, and after sweeping the eyes of Mitsui, he said smoothly. "understood."
A few words, it sounds like no power. But Hundreds of Mitsui knows that many years of follow-up, perhaps from this moment, will be completely over.
Prince Ling Xiao can no longer give any support to Baidi. They will never be provided with financial assistance.
Oh, I am really unwilling.
But unwilling to return, Hundreds of Mitsui did not regret it.
She stood on the side of her lips and looked at the center of the field with a dignified look.
Perhaps, tonight is Xiao Zheng’s death?
Maybe Xiao Zhengyi died, and Prince Ling’s prince may not be able to return to Tokyo?
After jumping out of the dilemma, the thoughts of Hundreds of Mitsui became clear. She faintly noticed that Dragon Thirteen and Nangong Condensed at this moment, perhaps really have a connection with Tokyo. Instead of picking such a moment without reason.
But no matter what, she has chosen to quit.
The reason why she did not go is that she does not want to be too embarrassed and too weak.
In any case, in the Tokyo ninja world, she is definitely a tolerant. It is a respected senior.
At her position, the basic face still needs to be preserved.
"His Royal Highness Prince." Xiao Zheng held his hand and stood as if he was walking in a leisurely manner. "If you are sleepy, you can go home and rest."
"I believe she will not help me. But I am still willing to help you." Xiao Zheng smiled.
"I don't hurry." The prince of Ling Xiao smiled and said, he continued. "The last time Mr. Xiao killed Ito. I didn't even see what was going on, the battle was over."
"Today" Prince Ling Xiao said very politely. "The two seniors believe that they will not give you such an opportunity."
Xiao Zheng said with no one else: "So to speak. His Royal Highness is going to see me a joke?"
"Just when I am a witness. If Mr. Xiao is dead, I will call you for an alarm." Prince Ling Xiao smiled. "You can also testify in court."
Xiao Zheng smiled slightly: "His Royal Highness, you are really humorous."
"Hang up?" Long thirteen eyes sharply sneaked Xiao Zheng.
"So urgent?"
Xiao Zheng’s eyes flashed and he stepped forward:
There are not many left in the eight strong. Is there a few endings?

"Hurricane!"
The dragon thirteen whispered and slammed into the skeleton. Just like fried beans.
On the other hand, Nangong Ning, also relieved, took a soft sword from the waist.
The sword front flashed cold. Under the moon, it is particularly infiltrating.
Her series of actions are like running through the clouds, taking swords and raising swords until they are lifted!
A fierce killing came. The show is unmatched!
Hey!
Nangong condensed his sword in front of him, and a sword flower flashed out. Not waiting for the sword to stabilize. Her eyes flashed and swooped away!
Her movements are ethereal and light, and her feet are connected, and Xiao Zheng is approaching in the blink of an eye.
The soft sword in Nangong’s hand seems to be light, but as soon as he approaches, Xiao Zheng feels a feminine, mercury-like momentum. It seems as if I want to bury Xiao Zheng in the sea and live to death!
Hey!
Xiao Zheng shook his shoulders, his wrist slammed, and the blade slammed toward the South Palace.
It seems to be casual, but it contains infinite explosive power. On the way, the Nangong condensate will be forced to retreat.
Positive confrontation, if the strength gap is large, hard fight is absolutely irrational behavior. Although Nangong Ning has long been a peerless powerhouse, compared with Xiao Zheng, there is obviously a small gap. With her wisdom, it is impossible to do it hard and Xiao Zheng hard. Really want to fight, is also the Dragon Thirteen!
Hey!
I don't know when, Dragon 13 has already rushed. At the moment when Nangong Ning moved to the left, the attack of Dragon Thirteen has arrived!
He has no weapons!
Because Nangong Ning is his knife, his sword! He lured the enemy!
Xiao Zheng has just used the old knife, and the dragon thirteen left hand has formed a weird gesture, wrapped in the thunder of the momentum, suddenly slammed into the heart of Xiao Zheng!
He went to the fast, as if lightning!
His power is like a thunder!
However, he has already made a name for himself: Thunder!
Shoot like a thunder, such as lightning!
Similar to the white innocent dragon hand, similar to the hand of Soros. All are based on the palm of the hand as a weapon, the power of earth-shattering!
At the beginning, Xiao Zheng almost died in the hands of God of Soros. The power of the blow, Xiao Zheng, who destroyed the copper and iron bones in an instant. Hit the heart. As if to blow him!
Once hit, it is far more lethal than a knife, and a sword is bigger!
"The power of Raytheon is still above the hand of God!"
Seeing the wide-ranging change of the face of Mitsui and Mitsui, he quietly came to the side of the Prince of Lingxiao: "His Royal Highness, Xiao Zheng will die tonight. In case of accident, let's go."
The prince of Ling Xiao heard the words, his eyes were still steady, and his thin lips were slightly open: "If he dies, someone must collect his corpse for him."
The fifth chapter can't be written anymore. I will continue with Chapter 4 tomorrow. Just split the explosion into 2 days and add more... 捂 face.
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