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That voice called a startling cry ghost God, even the roar of Jai canthus can't compare with that deafening old man, Lin Hao is subconsciously squint, trying to cushion the impact of the ear.

However, the son of a bitch didn't know it because of his bad smell. Before the faint voice of his eldest son came out, the goods immediately rushed to him. The disgusting smell came from all directions and gathered in Lin Hao's nose, stimulating his already fragile brain.

Then, he clearly heard the sound of the string of reason breaking in his brain, and then his right foot suddenly raised. Driven by the brain nerve called violence, he mercilessly kicked forward, with a vicious sentence: "roll!"

The other side was not half defensive, so he was kicked out directly, or his head landed on the ground first, and then he was overturned by the huge force. He rolled two circles gracefully and quickly on the ground, and fell on the tree with a plop.

"Magic, magic..." the goods stammered, and a blank hand, constantly groping on the ground and body, seems to be looking for something.

But Lin Hao has already impolitely pinched his nose and scolded the other side: "you tell me how many days you haven't had a bath. What the hell are you doing all over your body? Get up quickly and I'll take you to the stream there to wash!"

After the comfortable roar, Lin Hao got up in a hurry. He was used to the pain all over his body, but it didn't mean it didn't exist. Suddenly, he kicked and roared. His muscles, which had just been stretched out for a short time, were suddenly affected again. Suddenly, he bared his teeth in pain, and his back was suddenly bent. He almost knelt down.

The other party is groping all over his body, and finally draws out a pale blood amulet. As soon as he looks up happily, he sees Lin Hao's half bent body, a look of pain.

Suddenly, he also forgot to deliver the spirit power to let the blood Rune recognize the master in front of him. He immediately got up from the ground quickly, and even slipped to Lin Hao's side, nervously grabbed each other's sleeve.

"Boss, boss..." he called in fear. His fingers were like pincers, holding each other's arms. Lin Hao only felt more pain all over. His ruddy face suddenly turned pale.

This makes Yu Wenhu more anxious, tears almost fall out of his eyes, but he suddenly realized something. He pasted the blood amulet on Lin Hao's forehead, and his eyes looked at the color above, waiting for the thing to light up.

But the blood amulet is as bad as it is broken. It's on and off for a while. It looks miserable. It makes Yu Wenhu's heart more miserable. He grabs Lin Hao's arm harder and harder.

"Is this magic?" He murmured, not knowing whether he was asking himself or Lin Hao, "it's too true, the breath, the feeling, the living..."

before he finished, yuwenhu burst into earth shaking crying, holding Lin Hao's arm, he just looked at the bright and dark blood symbol and cried, crying like rain.

"I depend on you to cry for what!" Lin Hao gritted his teeth and yelled at each other, "I still want to cry!"