Chapter 3181: select

"This beast has already had an impact on your path, so that your path of practice has produced a demon. This way, you can't complete the ascent in a hundred years. Now, I command you to kill it!

The young man lying on the ground squinted and his body shivered slightly.
The unique voice of his cold young man, for the first time, brought a hoarse shudder. "Master, I will not kill Xiaotian! I will not have a demon, I will be able to fly to the gods within a hundred years, please Master believes in me!"
Ji took the wind and measured it: "You are, are you going to defy my orders?"
The young man Ji Ming squatted his head down, his hands smashed into fists and did not speak.
"Oh-!" Ji took a cold sneer, and the laughter was full of ridicule and anger.
He did not expect that this boy would actually defy his orders for a beast.
Sure enough, it is a white-eyed wolf.
Fortunately, all he wants is his skin.
The higher the repair of this skin, the better the state will be when Ji Chengfeng occupies the resurrection of the body.
And the love of love is the best way to make a person's strength soar.
Ji took the wind and suddenly raised his hand, and a black mang hit him on Xiaotian.
Xiaotian immediately gave a sigh of sorrow and kept rolling on the ground.
"Small day -!!" The young man rushed over and wanted to hug the spiritual pet, but he was caught in the arm by a painful spiritual pet, bloody.
Ji took the wind with a smile on the high, slowly said: "You can choose not to kill it, and then watch it in painful torture, eternal life can not be super-life, you can also kill it by hand, let it free. Choice, In your own hands."
After saying this, Ji Chengfeng left.
He looked at the young man and hugged his own spiritual pet again and again, and was repeatedly bruised by the spirit of the pet, and the tears could not stop falling.
The voice of Xiaotian is getting weaker and weaker. It has no strength to mourn again, but the pain in it has not been alleviated.
Tears of tears flowed out of the big eyes.
I want to rush into the illusion, heal the wounds of Xiaotian, so that the teenager does not need to be sad and desperate.
However, she knows that this is impossible. Everything in front of me is just a fantasy. It is something that has already happened.
The young man is sitting in the forest with a soothing little scorpion.
From dawn to dark.
From the darkness of the night to the beginning of the morning.
When the first rays of sunlight penetrated the clouds and landed in the forest, the boy lowered his head, and the cold voice was with a broken hoarseness. "Small, sorry, I have no ability to protect you."
Xiaotian’s body is still shaking and trembled, and the extremely persistent pain blushes its eyes.
In fact, it has long been unable to sustain it.
If you can, Xiaotian can't wait to die right away.
However, it is reluctant to have its owner, reluctant to leave this lonely boy alone in the forest.
If you can stay with you for a while, it will be fine.
If we can go to the outside world together, just look at it.
Xiaotian stretched out his soft tongue and gently licked the boy's hand, making a squeaky voice.
This is a farewell and a blessing.
Goodbye, my master.
Also, bless you... I hope that in the future you will find happiness that belongs to you.
No, you can find your own happiness, my dearest...master.
Juvenile Ji Ming’s hand holds a dagger and is firmly sent into the heart of Warcraft.