Chapter 1722: There is a **** now 7


After a brief silence.
Ouyang Yufei slowly wiped the face of the face, revealing the original face, watching the temples not far away.
At the same moment, the corner of the eye swept Xuanyuan and Yun Zhao.
Can this distance jump over this distance?
Xuan Yuan and Yun Zhao accepted the suggestion of Ouyang Yufei.
The eyes flashed together.
No, too far, not to mention the moon and the fence that will not be light.
Drag the time, try to drag a little more, wait until they are near the shore.
The line of sight between the three is very fast.
The meaning is also in the rapid convergence.
"To rid the traitor of the island, the temple is duty-bound."
The icy sounds converge with the snow and ice, just like one.
The voice of the head of the temple was dropped, and the hand aimed at the bow of the hot air balloon and pulled it open.
A dozen or so arrows, as if the next moment is coming.
Ouyang Yufei’s body is stiff. If it is shot, they will not dare to move at this time. The result...
I am busy at the moment: "Well, since I have reached this step, I have nothing to say, lose is to lose.
I am Ouyang Yufei to plant.
However, I have a question that has been lingering in my heart and asking for an answer.
If I can't get the answer, even if I am Ouyang Yufei, I am now dead here.
My army of hundreds of thousands of besieged islands can still move me to the island, and I will try if you don't believe it.

After all, the eyebrows sank and made a frame of fish and death.
In fact, as long as the people of the temple pick him up.
He will take it down immediately and drag the time down.
"Ouyang is flying, you don't have to drag the time, the holy priest has ordered, all the temple people patrol this place on this day.
It is impossible for you to ascend to heaven, and it will be buried in this Luohe River.

The cold voice was shot, accompanied by the dozens of people in the temple, and the bowstring was tight.
Ouyang Yufei heard this and immediately knew it was over. He couldn’t drag his time.
Finished, get ready.
A quick gesture was made, and the sharp arrow in front of it had already broken out.
In the direction, the hot air balloon comes in lightning.
"Fast, we intercept, month you guard."
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