Chapter 404: 螳螂 螳螂 蝉 蝉 (2)

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Suddenly, Zhou did not return to what he thought of, and his face was fierce.
"I know."
Everyone looked shocked.
"It's the red team! It's the monsoon smoke! It must be her! All this must be the ghost she made!" Zhou did not return to the madness of the screaming, suspiciously continually searching around.
"Monsoon smoke, you have the ability to give me out!" Zhou did not return to the silent woods roaring.
Both the black and white teams are crazy in the week, and it is clear that they only have three teams, but how did they get to the red team?
Zhou did not return to the roaring lake, and the two teams in black and white couldn’t bear it. I felt that he was deliberately mad and stupid...
A cold mang, but suddenly smashed out of the quiet woods, flying directly above the lake behind them!
On the calm and waveless lake water, a silver light was crossed and an epee crossed the water. The long white tail slowly floated, and a slender figure stood on top of the epee.
"I came out, what do you want?" The voice of laughter suddenly sounded in the ears of everyone.
Almost in an instant, the eyes of everyone on the lake were staring at the silhouette that suddenly appeared!
"Monsoon smoke!" Zhou did not return to see the sword when the sword was standing on the lake, the expression on his face was distorted.
The eight teenagers of the black and white teams were also stupid, and they looked at the slender figure with a stunned look.
When did she appear?
The monsoon smoke smiled and looked at the youngsters who were stupid at the lake. After a glimpse of the eyes, they fell on the impetuous week.
"Well? I am here."
"Is it you! It must be right? You took the opportunity to take away the armbands of the black and white teams, isn't it!" Zhou did not gnash his teeth and licked the monsoon smoke.
The black and white team thinks that Zhou is not crazy, how can the monsoon smoke take away the armbands from them?
Of course...
"Well, it's me." The monsoon smoked and nodded.
"..." The expressions of the black and white teams and eight people instantly solidified. They couldn't believe their ears with the incredible monsoon smoke.
"Know it is me, then?" The monsoon smoked and smiled at the face of the distorted week, and the laughter was bad.
Zhou is not guilty of binocular congestion, can not wait to kill the monsoon smoke.
"If you want to get back, I am here now." The tip of the monsoon smoke gently on the epee, and the epee that stopped on the lake rose slowly until it reached the top of everyone's head. "You can take them back."
An understatement was dropped, but the teenagers at the lake were almost vomiting blood!
The eyes of the 12-year-old monsoon smoke flew to the top of their head, and the twelve teenagers almost collapsed.
Grab back?
Grab a basket and grab it!
Do you have a skill to use Feijian, come down! ! !
The teenagers who were forced to leave their mounts outside the forest now have no capital at all. They can only look up at their heads and look at the smiling gimmicks on their heads.
"You have the ability to come down!" Zhou did not return to the air and shivered, the new hatred and old hate, he is the monsoon and the smoke.
The monsoon smoke has no fear and no fear of hooking the fingers.
"You have the ability to come up."
Zhou did not return to the point where there was no old blood spurting out.
He wants to go up, he goes up! !