Chapter 2892: : tacit

Mu Feng is sitting on the high hall above, the moon, the clear, the green vine, the three emperors are around.
Underneath, Yuba Cheng, Yi Tianzhong, and the wolf spider chiefs and other 18 rebel hegemons are kneeling below, praying for forgiveness.
"Wang Shangrao's life, I am forced to be forced by the form, and forced by the Dragon Hall, this lard is blind to the Shura Temple, I am wrong."
Yi Tianzhong cried, and Mu Feng’s horror returned, completely dissolving the dignity and ambition in their hearts.
"Ten days, I gave you ten days, but unfortunately, you have not cherished."
Mu Feng said indifferently, looking at the eighteen hegemons.
"Sura is alive, I am repairing the temple of the gods, but I have oppressed and suppressed the er, etc. Oh, a little dragon temple will let you give birth to the daring of the sky. If my Mu Feng is back two days later, I am afraid that you will be the temple of Shura." Being slaughtered, now, do you also have faces here to plead with me?"
"Wang Shang, Wang Shang, I am not guilty of death. All the faults are for me to decide for myself, but our people are innocent. I ask the king to be pitiful, to spare me a race, to let me wait for a life." ""
Yi Tianzhong people kept screaming and tears.
"It’s late, I said, when I came back, all the people involved in the slaughter of Shura, the chickens and dogs did not stay, people always have to pay for the mistakes they made. You want to kill the day of the Shura Temple, you can think of the Temple of Shura. Leave a living mouth?"
Mu Feng sarcastically asked.
The eighteen people heard that they were completely soft on the ground.
When they are finished, they are finished, and their race is over.
"I thought about killing the people, but if the life is negative, I will let the world know, what is Shura."
Mu Feng raised his hand and 18 horror gods fell.
"Mu Feng, your heart is not so hot!"
"Mu Feng, you will not be rewarded if you don't give others a living."
Eighteen hegemons roared, and then they were killed by a god, and the gods were destroyed.
"The order of my transmission, these eighteen, all become immortals. Kill innocent, eighteen groups of people, and eternal slaves."
Mu Feng ordered that this voice deliberately spreads under the power of his divine power, like the glory of the heavenly voice, echoing in the fairyland of the entire fairyland.
Countless sacred gods smell cool, these 18 hegemons are finished.
In this life, no, the next life, there will never be a day to look up.
Shura Temple! Mu Feng!
This power, the name, became the most taboo name in the whole Tianwuxian world for a moment, and no one even dared to talk about it behind the scenes.
"Wang Shangsheng!"
The strong men of the Shura Temple are convinced, no one will think that Mu Feng is too hot, and it is good to not completely kill them.
On that day, if Mu Feng couldn’t catch up, the fate of the Temple of Shura might not be better than them.
This time, the iron and blood suppression, this time the king of the world, is also completely in the Tianwuxianjie, this piece of all the fairyland stars to establish the foundation of the Shura Temple, and no one dares to oppress the name.
Resolving the ethnic crisis, Mu Feng also returned to the warm life of his family.
He came back not to kill, not to sway, but to accompany his wife and daughter.
In the temple of Shura, in the palace of Mu Feng, the four bodies are lingering, and the red waves are rolling in the spring.
Animals, animals! ! This is the thunder of a single dog!
The movement in the palace lasted for three days and three nights, and the screaming and screaming maids who served outside the palace were blushing.
On the fourth day, Mu Feng was holding three lover of his own, and slowly said the twists and turns of these years.
Hearing the greatness of the world of God, the three women could not help but sigh the light of the universe.
At the same time, he is proud of Mu Feng. Their men, even under such a pattern, still kill huge names and let the world sing.
"Where is the sacred sacred domain, why did the husband give up the Promise Sanctuary to solicit the selection of the sacred sacred domain? Also, since the three divisions have such a background, the sword domain is also a good choice."
The green vines are flushed, and the pillows are in the left arm of Mu Feng, the left green vines, and the right babies. As for the moon, they are lying in the arms of Mu Feng.
The picture is too abused, I will not elaborate.
"The Promise of the Promise, I don't have any understanding, and the mysterious ancestor does not know why I am looking at me, not necessarily a blessing."
"The sword domain has three brothers to take care of, but the environment is too comfortable, huh, huh, not in line with my struggle."
"Choose the sacred sacred domain, it is because of his chaos, where the cruel rules of survival, of course, there are some other reasons, and when I will stand firm in the future, pick you up to the gods to see where the good scenery ""
Mu Feng smiled, and the palm of his hand was gently stroked over the curve of the green man's bumpy body.
"What I am worried about is the background of the Guangming Sanctuary. I know the relationship between Xinyi and Feng's mother and child. For the eternal holy sword, the Guangming Sanctuary will definitely deal with the front."
The moonlight locks the eyebrows.
"Do not worry, even if they find out, the Wan Yao Sanctuary will never surrender me." Mu Feng from the channel.
"Oh?"
"The reasons are not small, you should not ask, your husband and gods pass the vast majority, or can you control the three of you."
Mu Feng smirked and laughed. He gently patted the sleek thigh on the moon, and the moon was squeaky. The noble goddess of the red dust was charming and charming, and he saw Mu Feng’s evil spirits. Health.
The green vines smashed Mu Feng's waist: "I can tell you what you can, honestly, do you have any improper relationship with the colored children brought back?"
"Cai is just my sister."
"Oh, my sister, the man thinks about it, the moon is a child, he is going to do it."
The green man giggled, and the three women drowned Mu Feng in the gentle township...
Hey... Hey! !
On the forest path, the sun is just right, the warmth is scattered between the tree gaps, and the leaves are cut and cropped on the people.
This fairy jade cobbled paved forest path, Mu Feng, Qinger barefoot walking on it, talking and laughing.
"Qinger, I want to take you to the realm of the gods, what do you mean?"
Mu Feng asked his daughter, Qinger is very talented. He didn't want Qinger to bury his talent in the fairyland.
"I don't want to go." Qinger shook his head and said: "Qinger will only be the father's inner guilt, and it is also very good in the fairy world. I can also accompany the three mothers."
"Well, my father is not embarrassing you, you are happy."
Mu Feng is not difficult to be sunny. In fact, it is safe here. It is difficult for people in the realm to find it here.
And now the immortal avatar has been promoted by him. After the same source, the strength is enough to guard this place. God's lord may not have to come to him here.
The two fathers and daughters talked about the South China Sea and the North, and they were very warm, but for Qinger, there was always a doubt in the heart of Mu Feng. Even the terrible guess did not dare to say to Qinger.
Some things, once pointed out, may be lost.
,wonderful!
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