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However, a sudden voice completely killed the hope of Lin Hao and others.

"My friend, you forgot to bring something."

This voice is a little green and tender. It sounds like the innocent voice of a young man. However, it is this tender voice that makes Lin Hao's hair explode and his pupils shrink suddenly!

Boom!

Less than a second after the Dragon took off, Lin Hao suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness and suddenly fell from the sky.

Take another look, just now the skeleton dragon disappeared out of thin air!

It was a huge skeletal dragon with a body size of ten feet. Its huge body covered the sky and the sun, but it disappeared in an instant. Lin Hao and his four people could not detect any clue. It was like that the skeletal dragon was sucked in by the black hole, leaving no trace.

Yuwenhu jumped to the ground first, grabbed Lin Hao and ran away with him without hesitation. He yelled to the skeleton King:

"stop him, stop him! I'll take the boss first. Never Well

When Yu Wenhu ran wildly with Lin Hao in his arms, he suddenly felt a light on his hand and suddenly lowered his head, only to find that Lin Hao in his arms had disappeared.

Looking up again, I saw a young boy standing in the distance, holding Lin Hao in his hand.

The boy's hair is black and white, and his robes are hunting. He looks like a minstrel in the world and likes to be poetic.

This young man is the same as before!

At this moment, gazing at the fierce atmosphere of the earth and the sky, he is like a fierce drought.

Lin Hao was held in the arms of a princess by Han Yu. Looking at his green face, Lin Hao took a deep breath and inhaled a lot of the fragrance of Han Yu.

"Han Yu, it's really you Can you tell me what you're going to do? "

In the arms of drought, Lin Hao is not unwilling to struggle, but can not struggle at all!

The breath of drought is as strong as a deep mountain, which makes Lin Hao completely unable to move. Even at his peak, Lin Hao may not have a chance. What's more, now Lin Hao is at the end of a strong crossbow and weak. He can't even move his fingers when he is held in his arms by drought.

With a gentle smile on his face, his eyes are as soft as water, and his voice sounds as if it is in his heart. It's so elegant.

"Lin Hao, have you forgotten? I'm going to give you this mountain. You just forgot. "

He has a sweet voice and looks like a beautiful woman.

Lin Hao's cold hair explodes. Under the control of life and death, Lin Hao is so nervous that he wants to tremble.

Lin Hao has never underestimated the existence of terror that nearly broke the rule of human beings in ancient times. The four great ancestors of zombies, the strong people in Daojing, Lin Hao was held in his arms by such strong people. That kind of fear can be imagined.

But Lin Hao still lives in his heart and soul, because he knows that the more nervous he is, the faster he will die.

Lin Hao's voice was trembling, but he still asked his voice, "don't you give up on the world? Do you want revenge for the old grudges? "

Lin Hao doesn't know what he wants to do now, but such a terrible vision has gone beyond Lin Hao's cognitive scope. Even Lin Hao can't figure out what he wants to do?