Vol 3 Chapter 697: restore

There was a mess on the battlefield, leaving only the four purples.
The mountain is still holding the fish tank, and the things that happened before have had a big impact on her heart.
"Go."
Wanhe’s voice broke the silence.
Zi Yan returned to the gods and said: "Wait."
He flew to the ruins around him, and sometimes picked and picked inside, as if he was smashing.
Of course, it is impossible to break down. He is looking for opportunities to find the treasure house of this manor.
The ghosts also joined in and turned around, and the dark elves gave the purple scent an idea, which consumes a lot every day.
Wanhe closed his eyes and began to adjust his interest.
The previous few knives, the power is not small, even if he knows that he can't break the ancient light of the Soul Eater, he still has not kept his hand.
Let Ziyan continue to shoot, and recruit all efforts, not all play, the brighter the ancient lights, the more the release of the breath will be more horizontal, so that it is more conspicuous, the Holy Goggles can see more thoroughly, so No mistakes will occur when the shot is taken out of the air.
After a while, the sables groped in the souls of those who died.
It is a pity that Feng Yuze has disappeared into nothingness. Otherwise, there should be good things on the other side.
Wan He reminded: "The things that the soul-eaters are left behind, when they come in handy."
Ziyan said according to the words, at the time of the inspection, he asked: "What is going on?"
The blue dream and the mountain are also looking to Wanhe.
"There is something weird here, so I will come over and see."
Wan He said: "The Golden Scale is a kind of sea, belonging to the race outside the Soul Eater and the Hunting Soul, but it has always been neutral. But they will also set up intelligence points in two areas, such as this. The Water Show Mountain Villa is one of them. The Feng Yuze did not say anything. The previous lake did have a place to go to the sea floor, but whether it is a water-based hunter or a soul-eater, I still want to find it after I go in. ""
"On the shore, their power is not strong, but if they are in the water, in the sea, they are almost invincible."
"The golden scales are a little special. They will often go to the beach. The men who are looking for the souls will find their hearts and minds. They will wholeheartedly and even dedicate their lives to each other. But once they are betrayed, the betrayed will need to give their lives. The price."
Where Wan He thought of where to say, "Sometimes it is not all bad things. After a betrayal, the road to growth in the future may be smoother."
"But the secret of the Golden Scale royal family, said in front of us, are they not worried about our secrets?"
Ziyan asked with doubt: "At that time, did everyone learn to bear tolerance?"
Wan He looked at Zi Yan's gaze and changed. It was like watching an idiot. "How to leak? You are an adventurous, where to reveal the secret? They are two gimmicks, the Golden Scale royal family is not interested at all, as for me In itself, it is a land of souls, but what about the Golden Scales?"
Zi Yan said: "But we have friends, we will say it."
Wan Hexiao smiled and said: "There are thousands of legends about the Emperor's golden scales in the world. There are many stories that have been passed down for a long time. But how many people are lucky enough to meet the Emperor Jinlin? Even if they meet, there are several people who can get the emperor. Don’t forget, Huang Jinbiao is good at illusion, and how many people can stick to his heart? When is Feng Yuze really a bad old man? He just lost his vitality. When he was young, he was definitely extraordinary. He finally betrayed the Jinlin family, although most of the reason is his heart, but there may not be the impetus of the imperial gold scale, which is equivalent to the test of refining, but he finally failed to pass."
After a pause, Wan He said: "Even if it is the Emperor Jin scale, not everyone can kill refining. Otherwise, Feng Yuze has already prepared for the devil in the past few years."
The sable has cleaned up the battlefield and it doesn't make any sense to stay here.
The stone steps that were originally up were all broken, the prohibition was broken, and several people flew away.
The previous movements were not small, and the death of several souls, more than a dozen souls, but for the horses by the lake, there is no impact.
This horse is Wanhe, I don't know where it was bought.
"What was the attack that occurred before?"
The silent blue dream, suddenly asked.
The purple scented back and the previous light, but the pen of God, saved everyone's life.
Don't you know the blue dream?
Wan He smiled and said: "Isn't this an attack you brought? Why, you forgot so soon?"
Blue Lonely Dream shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with me. That power is not what I recruited."
Wan He is a smile again.
"You were just playing me."
Blue Lonely Dream said affirmatively: "You played the purple and played me!"
"Small girl knows, why do you want to say it? How much do you make me?"
Wan He said: "Actually, I can't talk about it. At the time, I saw you being so nervous. This is not to let you ease the atmosphere. You see, after you have printed, everyone is not relaxed."
This explanation, the blue dream is recognized, or else she really thought that she had something special that she did not know.
Zi Yan is a bit suspicious, Wan He does make a lot of jokes, but at that moment, he should not.
Just Wanhe did not break, Ziyan did not ask.
Flying to the front of the carriage, Wan He took a picture of the horse and said: "Old man, you are calm enough, but we escaped from the dead."
The horse snorted and seemed to respond.
"Recover first, then hurry!"
When Wan He finished, he turned into a carriage and wondered if he would recover or go to sleep.
Zi Yan came to the lake and looked at the lake in front of it. The lake was very calm, and sometimes the fish could swim.
Is this place really connected to the sea floor?
In addition to hunting souls and soul hunters, today Ziyan knows the third race in the world, the Haizu.
The consumption of blue dreams and hawthorns is not small, and it is already recovering.
The purple cicada still stands by the lake and looks at the lake in a daze.
His consumption is not too small ~EbookFREE.me~ but not too anxious to recover, because a person needs to guard this place.
Wanhe consumes a lot, this is a certainty, killing the powerful Soul Eater, it seems that he just used a knife, but the price paid is not small.
So in this case, Zi Yan must stand up and guard everyone.
At the very least, let people know that there are people in this team who have the peak force.
As for whether there will be someone in the dark, the purple is not clear, but be careful, it is always true.
Because the ghost is full, it is slowly recovering at this moment.
He squatted by the lake, began to smash the stone, and threw it toward the center of the lake.
The stone was floating in the water, causing more than a dozen scorpions and falling into the heart of the lake.
In the distance, a hidden existence in the dark, quietly retreating.
During this period, he avoided the perception of Zi Yan and avoided the perception of Wan He.