Chapter 1201: Very suitable for cemetery [5/6]

A dim glance glanced at Gengmu Jianba, and Wu Chen sighed a pity. Originally, he planned to borrow the power of this 愣头青 to each other Lan Ran 惣 Yousuke. Now he wants to die, and Wu Chen naturally is not good to violate his Will!
"What else do you have to say?" Looking around, Duchen asked.
The captains didn't say anything, they just quietly looked down at the situation.
"You don't need to worry, you just need to be united, we have no rivals in front of us!" The flushed dust-free arm shouted, trying to stimulate the atmosphere at the scene.
"This guy is enough ... 诶"
The sorrowful flower can't cry or laugh, but can only sigh in the heart. It is clear that the greatest scourge of the corpse soul world is dustlessness. Nowadays, even shamelessly shouting this fallacy, it is really abominable!
"Women, you know the fart, my name is wit!"
In the midst of it, it seemed to be aware of the sorrowful eyes, Wu Chen thought very disdainfully, "If you don't play all these people to death, my captain will not have a good life in the future."
These people jump out every day and feel nauseous. He thinks about it all for a while.
"Master Captain, is it not appropriate to rashly attack?"
The always taciturn rotten tree Shiraki asks, after all, the enemy is Lan Ranji Yousuke, the limit to kill the captain exists, the wisdom is incomparable, and the strength is invincible.
"Cut, if you're afraid, you'll quit!"
Gengmu Jianqi swaggered his mouth, which was very disdainful of irony: "If you want to be scared, I will assign it to your enemies!"
Geng Mujian's eight eyes radiated a hot halo, war-fighting, fearless, as if everything was worthless in front of him, and it was arrogant.
"what did you say?"
The words of the rotten wood baiji became cold. Obviously, he was not a good stubble. He did not actually catch a cold, even said that he was very disgusted with this big old rotten white baiji. Gengmu Jianba belongs to the kind of extremely arrogant and ignorant.
Geng Mujian smiled, and said more arrogantly: "I want to say that even if you are a captain, there is nothing like that garbage ..."
"Enough, shut me up!"
I saw the cold light in my eyes, and Dust saw that the stone was not good, and immediately stopped: "This is a captain meeting, not a chattering market for you two!"
"This is the end of this matter. Three days later, in accordance with my combat order, all attack the virtual circle!"
In the team house of the Sifan team, or on the mattress of Li Zhihualie, dustless and Li Zhihua were tossing tightly together, and sometimes laziness and blushing came out.
"Well, come back from the Spirit Palace, which means you wiped out the Zero Fans?"
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Li Zhihua lay quietly in the dustless arms, and the two were naked, hugging each other, experiencing the temperature of each other, and feeling satisfied.
"Of course, that stinky monk also has Kirin Temple Tenshiro and Eriya Wangyue. All three of these pedantic people have been sent to me by Xitian! As for the boat Kiryu and Shudoro Chitemaru, I have been tamed, and now It's making a lot of jade for me. "
After hearing the words, the soft and soft face of Yan Zhihua was radiating with a smile like a smile, the corners of his eyes were a little teasing, and the dark-skinned character was revealed.
"What is your expression?"
Dustless and speechless for a moment, I felt a headache for Yuhana Kaori, and sighed: "I did have the relationship you imagined with Shudoro Chitemaru, but it was helpless, I must be in her body Leave space coordinates, otherwise I wo n’t be able to reach the Spirit Palace in my whole life. "
"Less to interrupt me, I don't care about such trivial matters."
He Zhihualie glanced at the dustlessly, looking forward to asking: "What should I call you now? Master Captain, or do you say ... is it more appropriate to call your Lord King?"
"So you asked this."
After hearing the words, Wu Chen's eyes flashed a clear color, and then he looked at Huan Lie with a joke, and said, "It's not important, I'm undefeated Xiaolangjun!"
Without giving Pang Zhihua a breathless time, Wuchen would throw her down like a hungry wolf again.
The sky in the empty circle is a cold, always accompanied by the wind and sand.
The sky was twisted, and several figures were rushed out one after another, including rotten wood white magpies, Higashi Shiguya Shiro, Gengmu Jianba, and 卯 之 花 烈.
"Are we in the wrong place?"
The accounts of the Shifangu Dongshilang were disappointed. There were no big empties dozens of kilometers away. They only wandered through all kinds of low-level empties, not even the scum of Kirian. It was obviously not the virtual night palace.
"No, we haven't come to the wrong place. The position mentioned by Chen Jun is definitely here."
The flirtatious smile of Li Zhihualie's mouth lifted her, and she pulled out her sword that had never been sheathed for many years. The temperament of the whole person also changed greatly. Without her tenderness like water, her red eyes were like executioners. It's chilling.
Several captains froze, frowning and staring at the killer flowers, this temperament made them very uncomfortable, as if the air exhaled into the lungs was mixed with smell, but also full of deadly danger.
"Some don't think this is a good place? Even if the most fierce battles have occurred, you will not realize that this is a virtual circle that no one controls."
The draught flower that completely pulls out the besom knife is even more shocked. The cold killing intention has reduced the surrounding temperature by a factor of 100, permeating the bitter chill.
"Also, a few people don't find it suitable to be a graveyard for a group of people?"
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