Chapter 1804: Hell's exclusive sorcerer (53)

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"What do you mean?" Jin Rongfeng heard the words, dark red and purple blinked, and her eyes fixed on her eyes: "Now I am afraid that death is too late."

Uh huh?
Luo slammed the dust and sighed, and the corner of his mouth outlined an extremely cold smile.
Isn’t you familiar with the Red Moon?

"Red Moon?" Jin Rongfeng blinked, and this moment was a bit confused.
He felt a bit familiar when he first saw the Hell Envoy, but he was only a little familiar.
After all, in the six hundred years, he has seen too many people. Even if you have seen it before, it is not a rare thing.
Kolo is dusty. Why do you want to mention this person specifically?
"She is the real protagonist six hundred years ago." Luo Dust looked at the red moon that was slowly approaching the room, and his eyes were indifferent.
Sure enough, even if time passes. The darkness and sin of the heart will never be erased.
"The blood is squirting." The red moon stepped over step by step, and finally stood firmly at Jin Rongfeng's side. The eyebrows lifted: "Why haven't you killed her, he will be back soon."
"You are right." Jin Rongfeng looked cold and looked at Luo Ding: "Unfortunately, no matter what you say, I don't believe a word!"
As soon as the voice fell, a black gas instantly attacked her direction.
Luo dusted a blue push, holding a long sword to resist this black gas. As everyone knows, that power is stronger than when it was played with Jin Rongfeng.
She only felt a sweet mouth, and a blood spit out.
"A broken iron sword wants to stop me, are you too self-sufficient?" He sneered, gathering all his strength to attack the past in the direction of Luo Ding, and muttered in his mouth: "Go to die-"

咻咻咻
A touch of blue light instantly appeared in front of her, and Luo Dingchen could feel the brighter blue of his right palm.
What really made her feel glaring was the nine-year-old and the mysterious sword with blue water and blue light in his hand.
"Jiusheng you..." Red Moon looked at the sword almost unbelievably, and the whole person stood in horror.
This is the Nether Sword, the provincial government's sword. Even the sword that the meditation has not touched, at this moment, is actually in the hands of the nine students.
"The heavens and the earth, the enchanting charm; the spirit of the ghosts, the curse of the ghost." Du Jiusheng half-squinted, there is no trace of temperature in a pair of deep scorpions.
He just looked at Jin Rongfeng in front of him, and his thin lips smacked: "I swear by the eternal death of 阎..."
"Nine life is not -"
"Du Jiusheng!"
The red moon and Luo Ding dust open at the same time, but you can't move forward when you want to go forward.
The extremely strong blue light is like a protective cover, and the dust is protected by the dust. The Nether Jianze in the hand is stabbed toward Jin Rongfeng.
The faint blue light penetrates his chest and spreads out little by little.
He is very painful, but his smile is so bright. The memories of the past appeared in front of the eyes, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and odor.
"Actually... If I knew I would use your life to change me. I might... give up..." His tone was absolutely self-deprecating, clinging to the Nether Kendo that crossed the nine life: "Why are you... ...why so like her?"
This time, Du Jiusheng was not silent. But looking at Jin Rongfeng with a faint gaze: "Because she is not the dust of 600 years ago, she is the one I have to wait for."