Chapter 510: fear

"What's wrong?" Grandma felt the great mood swings of her great-grandson and asked, "Did you know something?"
Li Xianyu's face was stiff, standing like a sculpture, and silent for a long time, only to find such things as destiny, ridiculous and ridiculous.
"Ice ..... sister, sister." He opened his mouth, rolled his throat, and his voice was dry: "The person coming out of the eggshell is not a person, it is an ancient demon, she is my sister Li Yihan."
Grandma's little face quickly turned into: Σ (っ ° Д °;) っ
"What is your basis of judgement?"
The woman Li Yihan has seen a few times, and she doesn't like it. She doesn't like that she always has a high posture, as if she was reincarnated from Wu Zetian, and she exudes a cowardly atmosphere.
Obviously it's just a little woman of working class.
Grandma, I'm still Warriors, am I proud?
That's all. The Warriors of Warriors lived for 140 years, and all kinds of people have seen it. What disgusted her most was the woman's attitude towards her great grandson.
Yi instructed Qiqi.
And has a strong possessiveness, it seems that her great-grandchild, Li Jiadu Miao is the counterpart's personal belongings.
Of course, she was not only irritated by Li Yihan, but also regretted her great-grandson Weiwenuonuo ’s dog-licking attitude, and was full of vinegar.
If her great-grandson licked her like this, she would be very happy. If she licked someone, she would be very angry.
"The basis cannot be said, but I am absolutely sure that it is her." Li Xianyu's face was complicated.
The basis of judgment is simple. This strange, fascinating fragrance is exactly the same as the fat ci that the ice passes through.
Li Xianyu was persecuted by a mysterious force at first, and he could not use his sister's fat ci to confuse his face and show the same expression of gourmet Shan Yuexian. It was this smell.
Although he hasn't smelled the fat ci of other women, he can be sure that this is the unique body fragrance of ice dregs. Even grandma doesn't have this taste.
Naturally, this judgment cannot be told to grandma, after all, face.
"But, isn't she the daughter of your adoptive father." Grandma and her grandmother thought about it very hard, but they didn't figure it out and tried their best.
"Let me take a look." Li Xianyu waved his hand, saying he needed to be quiet.
Taking out a cigarette, at this moment, the personality called Li Xianyu disappeared, and the concubine personality called Li Qianyu went online.
Known: Li Yihan is a creature in the eggshell, a descendant of the Lord of the Pantheon.
Seek: Antecedents and consequences.
It will become Li Yihan. One thing is certain: Twenty years ago, the biological father took her out of the Pantheon.
That is to say, it was not a son but a son and a daughter that Li Wu had given to Li Xiong quite a few years.
That's the question. Where did the real Li Yihan go?
Li Yihan is two years older than him, which means that Li Yihan was born before his adoptive father entered the Pantheon, so this person really exists.
"The real Li Yihan may have been sent away by his adoptive father. He kept me and Bingzi together, carrying the burden of worshipping his brother ..."
This is what Li Xiong will do. He is the person with the highest morale, and the man is worth a thousand dollars.
"It turned out that my mother's memory was sealed, not because she saw the treasures of the Pantheon, nor was it achieved by the Taoist priest, but that her daughter was sealed by the memory of Li Daitao." Li Xianyu suddenly opened his eyes.
The real Li Yihan was replaced, and the fake Li Yihan and Dove occupied the nest.
These are not guesses by Li Xianyu out of thin air, but clues. He made guesses based on these known clues.
"Ice dregs, does she know her own life?"
According to common sense, the eggshell was shattered by the biological father .. Li Wuxiang's nagging, probably because of the original intention of curiosity, broke the eggshell. It was found that there was a female doll inside, so she brought out the Pantheon. No, there is a female ball inside.
The men's and women's don't matter. Anyway, Bingzhuang is out of state, so she shouldn't remember, it is likely that she doesn't know her life.
Well, my predecessor is probably not the fruit of the Pantheon? It is a descendant of the Lord of the Pantheon.
No, no, my predecessor was not blind. He must have seen the murals on the wall. If the adoptive father dares to say that the fruit is not yet mature, it means that the predecessor has seen the fruit.
The fruit is most likely on ice dregs.
"Wan Yaomeng's healing potion is similar to my self-healing ability. Is my self-healing ability related to ice dregs? I don't know how the self-healing ability came, but she definitely knows."
Impatient grandparents and others: "Did you come up with anything?"
Li Xianyu shook his head.
A grand humming disdain from grandma.
"Let's leave first and go out to find ice dregs, everything is naturally clear." Li Xianyu said.
There are too many things to come up with, but there is no evidence to verify them.
At the end of the horizon, a blurry figure appeared. He was running at a very fast speed. Every time he landed on the ground, the ground would collapse and make a loud noise.
No abilities were used, no air movements, showing everyone the pure physical power.
The body of each ancient demon can be called an immortal body. In the ancient times, they did not form a system of training qi, fighting with flesh and abilities. The power of the physical body is beyond the imagination of blood.
The eight ancient monsters claim to be immortal, and the activity and strength of body cells are by no means comparable to human blood. Purely in terms of the flesh, no one in today's extremes can stand up to the ancient demon.
At the same time, a strong coercion came over, and the pressure from the depths of the blood veins made the employees of Baoze present turned pale and their legs trembled unconsciously.
This is the evolutionary process of countless years. The inferiority of the lower-order ancient demon to the formation of the higher-order ancient demon. The blood descendants inherited the ancient demon's genes, and also inherited the memory imprinted in the genes.
The white bit her tongue, her pain refreshed her, and she was freed from the influence of blood pressure suppression.
The black held down his eyebrows, and the spiritual power turned into ripples across everyone present, helping them eliminate fear and restore calm.
Baoze employees calmed down quickly and organized the "pin" -type camp in an orderly way ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with the more powerful Wu Wu Kai as the front, White God and Black God are on the left and right wings of the formation.
Sixty-five employees agitated the ventilator, adjusted the frequency, and gradually merged into one.
The three top S-classes are the core of the formation, and more than 20 senior employees and 30 intermediate employees are twisted into a single machine, so powerful that they are afraid of themselves.
The staff members in the formation method burst out of confidence, and gave birth to the confidence to fight with one another.
Here comes the teal figure.
"Face the enemy!"
Everyone ’s air-conditioner flowed into the sea like a river, rushing into his body. At this moment, the Great God of Wukai felt that he was hanging and he was invincible.
The ground exploded, collapsing into a deep pit, and the teal humanoid rushed over in a wild gesture of beast collision.
The Great God of Wukai initiated the charge and greeted him.
Field: Five or Five!
This time, the area of ​​his field reached the peak of his life, the power balance mechanism was activated, the blood of the teal humanoid creature was madly weakened, and the potential of the fifty-five opening was stimulated, and the power soared.
"Oh!"
It was like a watermelon hitting a speeding truck, and a body of blood exploded from the body in the middle of the day. The left half of the body was smashed into flesh and bones for the first time. Brown ground.
嘭 嘭 嘭 .....
The sound of watermelon exploding kept ringing.
Teal humanoids pierced through the battle array, and Wu Wu rushed for hundreds of meters before stopping.
Behind it, a scarlet gap appeared in the middle of the "pin" battle array.
For example, in the cold winter, people were poured with ice water on their heads, and the surviving Baoze employees were like falling ice cellars. They twisted their heads and stared at the teal humanoid, with deep fear on every face.
At this moment, everyone seemed to be deprived of their voice.