Chapter 439: The younger brother suspects that he bends 17 every day.

The thin, indifferent face twitched a little, and he slowly extended a finger, and the understatement was above the sword light.
Everything is broken.
Time returned to normal.
A Zhao face a white, mouth overflowing.
"It's a pity." The black wind ancestors sighed softly.
He had one hand behind his back, under the black robe sleeves, and the red blood was falling down.
"You can hurt me with a sword in the process of turning the gods. You don't bear the name of the first day of the real world."
"It's a pity that you met me, the name of genius, so let's do it."
A Zhao raised the sword again.
The black wind ancestors shook his head: "You can't have another sword at this moment..."
Another sword is shining.
The direction is not the black wind ancestor in front.
The smell of people only feels that the body is rising.
"Go!" There is only one word in the ear.
When he came back to God, he appeared hundreds of miles away.
The enchantment of the black wind ancestors was broken.
The first time he landed, the distress signal on his body was sent out.
There was no slightest sensation on the ceremonial side, but it felt dizzy.
The last glance before he left, clearly saw that Zhao Ming’s brothers tried to break open the enchantment and sent themselves out, but they were completely unprepared. One hand of the black wind ancestors had already penetrated his heart.
Wenren Ran stood there, and the whole person seemed to be stupid.
It turns out that there is really a fool in this world. he thinks.
If he does not save himself, he may not be able to beat the black wind ancestors, but at least he can drag it for a while.
For a moment, you will have more life.
However, he chose to leave his life to him.
Give a younger brother who knows for a few months.
"When I saw you, I felt happy in my heart." Zhao Ming said this.
I didn’t feel anything before smelling people’s rituals. At the moment, I remembered that there was a sharp pain in my mind, and a blood spurted out of my heart. The whole person was black and fainted.
......
Azhao slowly opened his eyes.
Her first reaction was so cold.
She squinted at the roots of her head, and the dull brain slowly began to function.
In the world of Xian Xia, she and the man were attacked, and then a sharp pain, she was crossed by a hand...
Thinking of this, Azhao’s face could not help but reveal the color of pain.
It wasn't her body that was hurting, but the residue that remained in her consciousness, the most painful memory of the time.
"Host you finally woke up." The sound of marshmallow surprise sounded in my ear.
"You can scare the marshmallows." The marshmallows are spoiled.
A Zhao opened his mouth: "I..."
When the words have not been finished, she looks at her eyes and looks at one side.
Although the body is still lying, Azhao’s knowledge is still there.
somebody is coming.
Two eyes met.
One doubt mixed with uncertainty, one shocked with surprise.
"...Senior brother?" For a long time, I still came to speak first.
A Zhao looked at the familiar and strange figure in front of him.
She screamed at him for a while, and then she shouted indefinitely: "Teacher?"
A gust of wind raised her hair, and the next moment, Azhao was held tightly in his arms.
The strength of the man was a little tight, and it was close to A Zhaoqiang’s physique, which felt a bit sore.
But Azhao didn't think about it but thought about it.
She feels very aggressive.
Why, but it’s just a sleep, and her young, soft-hearted younger brother has become so big?
Marshmallow sighed and said: "You have been hurt too much. In this thousand years of cold jade bed, I have been sleeping for twenty years."
Azhao: "!!!"

I really love this kind of dog blood, and I wrote it with blood.
Eight ends.
There should be a 1-2 chapter update in the early morning, see you later.