Chapter 739: Infatuated fruit

It’s dry.
I stayed.
The cockroach skin is red, and the anger is screaming and screaming and screaming: "Mixed things... What do you do with this yellow mouth?"
Dry and dry, laughing and desperately trying to make eyes look.
Wu Mo, Yin and Yang, and Bohai Dao, together, regardless of Lingbao, Shentong, and even the time and place, completely suppressed the cognac. Not to mention that the Yin and Yang Taoists released three hundred gods and Ming Dynasty masters, and the ones that were heavily wounded by the gods in the Ming Dynasty were not opponents.
Especially, a million giant soldiers!
The giant gods are not afraid of death, and their tyrannical power is more difficult than that of the same strength.
Millions of giant gods fight to fight, the chaos of the sky, or other Taikoo weapons, even if it is dry, can not afford. In the face of such a strong military force, what else can you do besides being jealous?
Do not be afraid of death.
He is afraid of suffering.
"Wu Wang, the deity is wrong." Cognac was very humble, and he whispered to Wu Ting with care: "The sister is only a moment of anger, please also Wu Wang, don't... don't anger at her..."
Wu Tiejing looked at Cognac.
This guy... Wu Tie does not know how to describe it.
He snorted and glanced at the red face. The red lips of the body squatting and moving, but also to open the mouth, the Haitian people coughed, the world of thunder and roar, a huge world of pressure fell.
The tall and tender body trembled fiercely, and the terrible heaven and earth pressure suppressed her spirit, and made her shudder, but could not say a word.
Drying his body and slamming, then vomited heavily, and the tight muscles relaxed a little. He was only shocked by the pressure of heaven and earth, and he couldn’t speak. It’s better than talking to her indiscriminately, and it’s good to kill him.
Wu Tie looked at the embarrassment.
The faint eyes flashed for a while, and Wu Tie Shen said: "Hey, I count, I have a life-saving grace for you."
He bit his teeth and said: "At that time, you were a worry-free minister of Sima... It was Sima who saved me, that he owed me. As for you... Oh, then you are just a Walking the dog, obeying the running dog."
The embarrassing words are hard to hear, meaning that although Wu Tie rescued the imprisonment of Linghu’s imprisonment in action, his actions were due to Sima’s worry-free order.
Therefore, you will not remember the help of Wu Tie.
Wu Tie’s face became a bit ugly, and he said quietly:
Even if he saved a stray dog, would he shake his tail to me?

Shaking his head, Wu Tie sighed: "I don't think that there is such a wolf in the world, a pig and a dog are not as good as those... I saved him, but he counted me... and, with this kind of shackles, squats, and inflows, Calculate my mother."
He took a deep breath and he stood up in his chest and looked at Wu Tie without showing his weakness: "Become a big event, no matter what."
Wu Tie squatted and looked at him.
This is almost shameless.
Become a big event, informal, huh, huh, how much can you put gold on your face?
Wu Tie coughed and said: "Hey adults, what do you call a big thing, is your own sister?"
He was stunned, and Wu Tie’s words were like a poisonous dagger. He stabbed him into his most painful old scar, and he felt his scarred heart bleed, and his eyes were black. The internal organs are stinging.
‘Wow’, a spit out.
He turned his head in a difficult way, and glanced at him with a sly look.
Biting his teeth, strong against the pressure of the heavens and the earth released by the Bohai Sea people, screamed and shouted: "There is nothing to breathe... swallow the blood back. You are my son, don't reveal this weak state."
Witch iron coughed.
The Bohai Sea people waved their right hand and fell down several times more powerful than before.
The screaming screams, '啪' is heavily photographed on the ground, like a big turtle crushed by a big stone tablet, letting her struggle, can no longer stand up, even can not say anything. .
"The state of weakness is indeed weak enough." Wu Tiezhuo pointed at the sneer and then looked at it.
"Oh, I am really curious, I have something in your skull."
"You have smashed your own sister, okay, you are young and ignorant at the time, young people, making mistakes, can be forgiven."
"But what are you doing now? You count me... You still use this despicable means to calculate me... You never thought about it, you offended me, can you have any benefit to Bai Yu and Zhu Xi? Worry, Sima Xian, they have a little bit of benefit?"
Wu Tie really does not know what he is thinking.
This guy is too self-righteous, too taken for granted?
The problem is that he actually can really toss, and he has made such a big show... Hey, he will not say it. This is the cognac, the owner of the Chiyang Mountain, who is known as the owner of the hundreds of thousands of ethnic groups in the south.
This is a bit big, it seems a bit big.
If it’s not that Yum foresees the danger, if it’s not Wu Tie and Yum’s telepathy, I’ve received the warning message from Yum... Oh, if I really got it...
There was a flash of killing in the witch iron.
He and Bai Yu, a little bit sensational... He and Zhu Xi, are friends who don’t know each other. Even with Zhu Xi, the crazy, a little silly dragon, Wu Tie and her relationship is not bad.
This is so, even if it is the relatives of Bai Yu and Zhu Xi...
Friendship, affection.
Is it more important to be a family than your own family? Even if it is the relative of Bai Yu and Zhu Xi, here is the small world of the Bohai Sea Pearl. It kills people here, huh, huh, there is no evidence of death, and you are not afraid of Bai Yu and Zhu Xi know, right?
Unconsciously, Wu Tie gradually became black.
After he can kill him now, he still has nothing to do. When he has done nothing, he has no psychological pressure and Bai Hao and Zhu Xi continue to be good friends.
Is this growth?
Still fallen?
Wu Tie does not know, he is not willing to think about these issues.
In my mind, there is a strange word floating out of the vast knowledge base. Although I don't know if it is used here, Wu Tie feels that this is very reasonable - ‘water is clear and there is no fish, and people are not aware of it!’
Water, good point.
People, good luck.
He saw the smothering in the sorcerer's scorpion. He shuddered and slammed back a few steps.
He is really a little scared.
When he was in the hands of Ling Hu, he was imprisoned in the ancestral land of Linghu, he was not afraid.
At that time, he was young and loyal, bloody, and his heart was hard, even if he was hard, he was not afraid.
But now, when he is older, he has a concern in his heart. After all kinds of messy distractions, he is very scared.
Witch iron fingers, a finger popped up.
Did not use the power of magical power, pure physical force stirred the air, the fingertips flashed, and heard a harsh tearing sound, a finger pointing like an arrow, whistling to the heart of the heart.
He snorted and his eyebrows suddenly opened a dazzling vertical.
He stared at the witch iron with anger and anger, and he would swear.
Wu Tie did not use the magical mystery, but a finger slammed a finger to attack himself... This is too much to take yourself seriously.
In any case, he is also the brother of the rare dragon and phoenix twins in the Fuxi Kingdom, inheriting the blood of the ancient saints, and possessing peerless talent...
The eyebrows are swaying, and the open arms are wide open. A strong rhyme turns into a visible stream of light from the body of the Yaoyao. The void violently screams and screams: "The universe of heaven and earth, for my use." ......"
"This heaven and earth universe is a poor road!" The Haidao people laughed wildly.
His talent is terrible. He did not practice the Yuanshijing, but his talents and magical powers can control the universe, swallow the heavens and the earth, and almost instinctively control the power between the heavens and the earth for his use.
Without the purity of the "Yuan Shi Jing", it is equally broad and vast.
This is the blood of the ancient saints, the natural power of non-human power.
However, this is the world of the Bohai Sea Pearl, which is the world controlled by the Bohai Sea people. All forces belong to the people of Haiti, and it is impossible to use them without any permission from the sea.
Wu Tie’s fingertips are like arrows, and the sound of ‘噗’ has penetrated the heart of the heart.
With a loud bang, his hands slammed his chest backwards, and the blood continued to flow out of his fingers, and his face instantly became pale.
He couldn't understand the witch iron.
He has lived for more than 6,000 years, the natural sage of the saints, the talent is excellent, can be called inhuman. In particular, his time to promote the gods and gods is much earlier than that of Wu Tie. According to his understanding of the realm of God and his fighting power, he must be stronger than Wu Tie.
However, Wu Tie, actually only use the physical strength, just a slap in the wind, he easily killed him.
The miserable white skin suddenly came out with a bunch of abnormal blush... He saw it, just Wuzhi, the finger, and his mercy.
The wind rubbed his heart across the line, only to kill his muscles, without causing any damage to his internal organs.
Wu Tie, his men are merciful!
Unsatisfied and annoyed with a roar, he is the arrogant son of the Fushun Kingdom, the original successor of the Emperor.
But now, he actually wants to let Wu Tie, a younger generation, be merciful.
Regardless of his carelessness, he snarled lowly, loosening his hands, letting the wounds of his chest flow with blood, and his right hand waved, and the blood of his palm immediately squirmed and deformed into a thin blood-colored sword.
Waving the long sword of his own blood, swaying a golden sword, and rushed toward Wu Tie.
Wu Tie looked at the rushing, and could not help but shake his head.
The coquettish Fuxi emperor ah... This sword is loose, this sword is full of loopholes, and this sword meaning, soft as a tofu brain...
When you rushed over, you were all flawed. Even if you were wearing a white wax pole, you could easily kill him in hundreds of flaws in the dozens of flaws in your body.
Wu iron shook his head and smiled.
For a long time, Wu Tie has been scared by the origins of the cricket.
Oh, a big name.
The prince of Fuxi Shenguo, the successor of Fuxi and the son-in-law of the saints, is destined to grow into a peerless genius of the earth-shattering big man.
However, the flowers in the greenhouse are so delicate and so unbearable.
The outstanding talent is also being ruined.
Even after thousands of years of imprisonment and setbacks, the cockroaches were still abandoned.
This sword move... This strength is placed on the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms. This guy is estimated to live for only one month.
The rushing up, squatting toward Wu Wu is a mess.
Wu Tie smirked, and he spread his arms and let him slash on his own sword.
‘叮叮当当’ has a crisp sound, and the singularly long sword is purely sharp, and it is not under the ordinary congenital spirits. What a terrible magical power.
But it didn't work.
Jianfeng slashed on Wu Tie, only to see Mars splashing, did not see any wounds left in Wu Tie, and even did not leave half of the scratches.
When he slashed hundreds of swords, Wu Tie suddenly flew a leg and flew for dozens of miles.
The big mouth and mouth spit blood, like a leaf falling in the wind, he threw himself down on the ice surface dozens of miles away, and he slid out in front of the hard and smooth ice. Far away, far away.
羲繇 anger and grievances.
He still remembers that when Wu Tie followed Sima without worry, he broke into the scene of imprisoning his secret hall.
At that time, Wu Tie was just an ordinary child in a small Tibetan territory. He did not see Wu Tie in his eyes.
How many years has it been?
How many years has it been?
He is in the hands of Wu Tie, but he can't pass three moves.
He is the brother of the dragon and phoenix twins of the Yi people, but he inherits the genius of the saint's blood.
"Wu Tie!" kneeling on the ground, tears out the real name of Wu Tie.
"You, killed your sister... I can understand your mood. You want to get a little psychological comfort in Bai Yu and Zhu Xi. You want to make up your own mentality by compensating the children left by your sister." flaw."
"Incompetent, weak, and self-righteous, selfish people." Wu Tie madly slammed what he said.
"But, to hurt others, to make up for your own mood... You are really incompetent and boring, and have no mind, no idea... waste!" Wu Tie smiled very brightly, but each of his mouth spewed out The words are full of malicious, really like a poisonous snake is spraying venom.
I was twitching and wept on the ice.
He looked up hard and turned to dry: "What are you waiting for? What are you doing on the ground? Didn't you see that he is humiliating the children of this palace? Cognac... You are still a man, Kill this kid!"
Roaring.
Cognac took a deep breath, biting, and the body trembled fiercely.
Wu Tie looked at Cognac. In the world where the Pearl of the Sea was transformed, his God's thoughts were greatly enhanced. Everything in this world is beyond his perception.
Looking at the eccentric eyes, Wu Tie sneered and said: "Dry, the Lord of the Red Sun Mountain... Are you sure that you are still a man?"
The dry red face suddenly became pale.
He stared at Wu Tie and his body violently picked up.
Wu Tie looked cold and cold.
A man who has been sentenced to death... can you still be a man?
What makes Wu Tie feel different is that who can do such a thing to him with cognac strength?
Moreover, after all, cognac is the cultivation of the peak of God's vision. With his strength, his identity, and the resources he controls, he has countless ways to repair his own broken body.
But he still maintains this crippled body, which only shows that he is...voluntary!
Wu Tie looked at him and looked at Cognac. He seemed to understand what it was.
"I said, what the are you, what are you? You are, will you voluntarily follow her and be the close-knit officer around her?"