Chapter 1689: You see, don’t talk

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The South Emperor's war mark looked up at the sky, and it was already late at night.
The sky is cold and the stars are refracted. A lonely figure appears in the night sky.
That figure, it looks so huge, as if it can cover the entire sky.
More windy than the height, more ethereal than the clouds.
Zhongyuan Hou!
On the ancient Jiuzhou, in addition to the former Zhongyuan Hou of the former Tianhuo, who could make the feeling of the South Emperor's war mark come out.
Behind it, there are 50,000 soldiers, but the battle marks are cold.
This feeling, the war mark does not know how long it has not been experienced.
At that time, there was only one person who had made the war mark feel like this.
After the man died, the war marks that he would not feel this way again.
Hong Mingyue also felt the horrible power of the illusory but ubiquitous.
She sneaked into the eye, and when she saw the figure above the starry sky, she shuddered and couldn’t hold it.
That back, why is it so familiar?
Is he, is he?
Hong Mingyue is hardly self-sustaining, and who will be the back in addition to Zitang.
How can Zitangsu come here, shouldn't he stay in the lonely moon?
Can it be said that Zitang Su is for Ye Lingyue?
This thought made Hong Mingyue’s heart almost not burnt out of a hole, and it was difficult to breathe.
"Hello, but the Central Plains Hou? In the South of the Emperor's battle mark, today, not intentionally tearing up the covenant, this seat is coming today to pick up his wife."
It was not easy to find the battle marks, only to find the ability to speak.
He did not expect that Zhongyuan Hou was actually alive.
If you have known for a long time, even if there is only a little bit of wind, the war marks will not enter the Central Plains area so blatantly.
The battle marks have been a demon emperor for hundreds of years, and the reaction is not slow. His words are also puns.
As long as the Central Plains Hou is alive, the covenant cannot be broken.
This means that the battle marks can not invade the territory of the ancient Jiuzhou, the same as the war marks and the two demon kings did not really invade the ancient Jiuzhou, the Central Plains Hou can not personally shot the Yaozu.
"One person, one hour, roll."
The war marks just said, above the sky, the figure just dropped the eight words.
If you are a demon or something, in the eyes of that person, the penny is worthless.
A person?
The battle marks wrinkled, and he was also a smart-minded person. After thinking a little, he realized it.
The meaning of Zhongyuan Hou is that he is allowed to enter the Tongtian tribe alone. When he saves his face, he must take her to leave.
This answer is really simple and rude.
The battle marks were taken in the face of the 50,000 demon soldiers, so they were sent, but the battle marks were not a bit temper.
He waved his hand.
"The generals listened to the order and retreated 30 miles. After one hour, they withdrew to the demon world."
After all, the war marks did not dare to ask more. When the figure passed away, they went to the Tongtian tribe.
When I thought of Xi Yan, I met the emperor, and the heart of the battle marks was up and down.
It has been so many years, even if he became a demon.
But a pair of gods, all the self-confidence and pride of the battle marks are turned into nothing.
That man is born to be his.
The demon had a military order and quickly withdrew.
The 50,000 elite demon soldiers, not to mention a few blinks of effort, just like the ebb tide, disappeared.
Under the dark night, only Hong Mingyue was left.
The cold wind of the high place blew, and Hong Ming’s cold was not chilling.
Why didn't she think that the war marks had left her alone?
Above the void, the figure of the mountains like the mountains is still there.
Hong Mingyue is sitting on a needle felt. For a while, I don’t know how to be good.
On the one hand, she is afraid of Zitang, knowing that she is better to leave quietly at this moment.
On the other hand, Hong Mingyue is still eager to see her in Zitang, even if she is only a glance, she is willing.
Look at her?
Hong Mingyue suddenly remembered something, she subconsciously touched her face.
Since the nine nights can be mistaken to her as Ye Lingyue.
If Zitang Su really likes Ye Lingyue, then if she sees her face similar to Ye Lingyue, will he be confused?
"Zi Tang respects you, you are Zhongyuan Hou?"
Hong Mingyue had a courage, she just wanted to talk, and suddenly there was more than one person... and one bird.
Zitang Su and the Three-Eye Hawk are volleyed.
The Three Realms saw Hong Mingyue. They hadn’t reacted for a while, and they screamed twice, and the bottom of their eyes showed a dull color.
This woman is like a petiter.
"You see, don't talk."
Zitang Su squinted and stared at the Three-Eye Hawk.
The three-eyed eagle’s eyes did not fall.
The owner is getting too much, actually said it? !
I think it is a god, and it’s rare to see Peng Kun, the vision can be poorly cut through the sky.
Zitang is too lazy to take care of the three-zone eagle with a small emotion.
Where is it, it is so much more ugly than the baby apprentice.
The eyes are not baby apprentices, the skin is not baby apprentice white, the legs are not the baby apprentice, the body smells of a fox, the effect is ugly, ugly, dead.
I really want a fire, I burn this woman clean.
Zitang Su only felt that this woman was very uncomfortable when she stayed for a while.
At this time, Zitang Suqian was aware of what was happening.
He actually found a faint divine power on Hong Mingyue's body.
Hong Mingyue is a human being, and he has the body of the demon refining. How can she have divine power?
And this power is not the same.
Zitang Su has a slight gaze and thinks of something.
This fascinating power comes from the nine nights.
It was the night of the nine nights and Hong Mingyue, and accidentally entered the body of Hong Mingyue.
That man, five hundred years have passed, still stupid.
Zitang Suzi is so sullen, this woman is still unable to die.
This female life is a traitor, but the reincarnation of the comet, the hit with shackles, especially the same-sex relationship.
The woman who is with her is not hurt.
Hong Mingyue saw Zitang gazing at himself, and the face of the immortality seemed to be flashing.
Hong Mingyue’s heart is ecstatic, and it’s only when Zitang really looks at himself.
"Respect..."
Hong Mingyue is ashamed.
Zitang suddenly raised his hand and waited for the touch of Hong Mingyue. A cluster of black scorpion fires, like a winged moth, suddenly fell into the eyebrows of Hong Mingyue.
"Respect, forgive!"
Hong Mingyue opened the door and scared the three souls to disappear. She also knew that the black fire of the purple hall was so powerful that she thought that she would kill herself.
But when the black fire broke into her eyebrows, it disappeared at once.
Except for Hong Mingyue’s excitement, nothing happened.
When Hong Mingyue opened his eyes again, Zitangsu had disappeared.
Because of the disappearance of the purple hall, the starlight of the sky has also faded a lot.
Hong Mingyue was shocked by a cold sweat.
She thought about it and quickly swept in the direction of the Tongtian tribe.
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