Chapter 550: always there

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Purple smiled and said: "Night, this guy opened the passage, and also saved us from tearing up the void, you can go directly to the prison."
The blue-colored scorpion flashed the color of excitement. "And this channel is estimated to be the base camp for Xiaohe's scrap. You can do it a lot at the time. Are you right?"
The black robe is instantly dumbfounded. "what did you say?"
"We will not let you go, as long as you dare to appear in the black prison site, you will definitely be strangled."
Purple confession: "That should also be seen, does he have that ability! I think he will thank you very much, and lead the wolf into the room!"
The black robes felt that the two men in front of them were even more terrible than the savage beasts. They completed the task and he did not want to die!
run!
In the face of two terrible powerhouses, he has to escape and grasp the personal qualities more reliable.
The weakest, most need to protect, Mu Qian, naturally become the best candidate for the hostage.
Feeling that a terrible shadow is approaching, Mo Jin is anxious: "Be careful!"
Purple faint face changed, said: "Little beauty!"
When I did not wait for Mu Qiang to react, I held the hand that she had holding the sword for nine nights!
Yan Longjian moved, directly hit a sword and hit the black robe who rushed to death.
This is his body, the strongest body, but after being stabbed by this sword, he can't resist completely.
He stared at the rusty sword, and he didn't believe he was hurt by this guy.
Because of the contractual relationship, Mu Qianshen felt the excitement of Yan Longjian’s food.
A powerful soul, full of power!
The evil soul is delicious!
Mu Qian’s mouth twitched, and this is not afraid of indigestion.
Feeling that the entangled cold hand gradually had a slight temperature, her heart shook a little.
If she does not shoot for nine nights, even if she has a big killer of the Dragon Sword, she will not hurt this terrible guy, and the power is too great.
But now that the sword of Mu Qiang has raised the power of nine nights, it is still deceiving.
"Rao... life, forgiveness!" The hoarse voice of the black robe.
His soul has been swallowed up to the present, and thousands of years of accumulation will be destroyed.
He is dying, and he is flying away.
Mu Qianxi looked at him coldly. This guy wanted to hold her down. Now she wants her to let him go. It is impossible.
Holding a sword in one hand, one hand caught the waist of Mu Qian.
The two men, a glamorous, a stunning unparalleled, at this moment, the two of them stood together, and the light illuminates the purple eyes.
Purple lingering on the side, "spraying! Night picking up is really getting more and more of me."
"But I don't know how to show love, will you die soon?"
Purple is definitely a crow mouth, because his words have just finished, something happened.
"Hey!" came a cry, and Yan Qianjian's Yan Longjian was broken.
The black robe disappeared completely, and the red-red sword tip "叮!" fell to the ground.
Mu Qianxi took a rust sword without a sword tip, and a look of horror!
Yan Longjian actually broke!
In the rumor, the mad cloud war emperor used the Yanlong sword of the entire Xuezhou to break, what joke?
Mu Qian said: "Is the ghost that the guy just engaged, broke my sword?"
Nine nights Shen Sheng: "No, he doesn't have that skill!"
"What is that?" Mu Qianxi was very puzzled, and finally found a weapon that was called a hand, and now it is broken.
"The sword tip has spirituality and can absorb the remnant soul. It absorbs well and restores to a certain realm. This sword body can't carry it."
The tip of the sword flew into the air, emitting a burning glow, and it seemed to say that nine nights were right.
Mu Qian said: "It is really a matter of extremes. You broke this way. How do you let me use you? Or you have lost it."
Yan Longjian violently jumped, and the upper arm jumped up, and then it found the target.
It turned into a red-red fire dragon that entangled the ink brocade. "Oh!" A few times, all the clothes on the body of the ink were shredded by the Yan Longjian.
In the end, there is only one pair of pants!
Mo Jin mourned, "God! Who is this who is provoked? I am still a wounded, how can I bully me like this."
It is because you are best bullied! If Yan Longjian can speak, he will definitely be mad at people who don’t pay for it.
Nine nights blocked the sight of Mu Qianxi, and his eyes stared coldly at the Yanlong sword.
Yanlong Jianming is an artifact of fire property, but it feels so cold at this time, I want the owner to make it warm and warm!
Yan Qiang’s Jianlong Jiandao said: "It is also said that you can only use it as a hidden weapon!"
"As long as you build a blade that can carry him, you can continue to use it."
The tip of the sword is shaking his head. It doesn't want those messy swords. It wants its original blade.
This has swallowed up the soul and restored some strength. Yan Longjian’s temper is much longer.
Mu Qianxi nodded: "Well! After I went to Xiazhou, I tried to build a sword. I was afraid to find the blade of this goods. I am afraid it is a bit difficult. I don’t know which sword was thrown over for so many years. The garbage in the ruins."
Rubbish!
Yan Longjian is sorrowful, but it is the sword of the Yanlong adults! Even after thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, it will not become a scrap iron.
Mu Qiang took the Yanlong sword and received it. Now it doesn't need to eat.
After taking it as a hidden weapon, the lethality is still relatively strong.
Mu Qianxi looked at the whirlpool and asked, "What should I do?"
"Well? Waiting for us to go to the prison, it’s good to stop at night."
On this side, I have a flat face, it is not easy to do it. After I get to that side, I can do whatever I want.
By the way, you can go to the old nest of the black prison monarch, calculate the old account!
Mu Qianyi gave a slight glimpse, "Would you like to go back?"
Crystal Ying let him find the task of stopping, and the crystal fragments are also found. He should return to his world.
The cold fingers fell on the pale blue petals of Mu Qian’s heart, and the feeling of numbness came.
Mu Qianxi angered: "Nine nights, where do you touch!"
Purple is not good to avoid the road: "In fact, I want to touch everything at night, but this place is a bit bad! Do you want to go later!"
Nine nights deceived Mu Qianxi, close to her ear: "I have to remember that this is always there, as long as you need me."
Mu Qian’s heart trembled fiercely, and she was so cold and cold, but she had a feeling of warmth to the bottom of her heart.
He has been there all the time, from the time she just crossed the world to this time, it seems that there is always his shadow.
"Ok, I know."
"Hey!" Seeing that Mu Qian's face was still calm, nine nights overbearing his kiss, and branded his breath.