Douluo's Change of Life with Sword

Zhu Zhuqing looked at his mouth and smashed his eyes and looked at the ground between the eyes.

Three have no corpse, three no corpses, two hands are scattered, a hike is intense under the blade, but in addition to accelerating the blood loss of the limbs.

She turned over the sea in her stomach.

Although people killed in the fighting spirit, that impact is not a level at all.

It is like a purgatory.

The broken limbs are scattered on the ground, the blood flowing quietly, bloody is filled with air.

The mourning of this sounds, under the blade, a depression of low sorrow.

The face that is distorted by pain, looks up at the blade.

The air revealed a strange atmosphere.

Zhu Zhuqing's hard work, I want to vomit.

But she knows can't, because she is to defeat him, how can I be so unbearable because this small scene is so unbearable?

That will make him very disappointed.

"Vomiting ~"

The blade looks at the calm face. It does not help but smile.

Not bad, at least was scared by this scene.

"Vomiting ~"

The blade doesn't look at Zhu Zhuqing's poor look, the bottom is moved, he leaned over and smiled.

"Is my sword very fast?"

The anger is round, tears.

The blade brow is wrinkle: "What do you mean? It is fast, slow is slow, why not do it? Don't you want to play?"

The feet have been forced to force, moving, no adult shaped middle-aged people, slowly oozing blood.

The blade's sole closed the middle-aged mouth, led him to the small punishment, crying.

"Vomiting ~"

Zhu Zhuqing held the hole, looked at this side, and a stomach, spit it.

Blade: Do you want to hate people?

It is gentle, right, gentle.

The foot is bit hard.

"My sword is not so fast, it is not so important. I don't want to see me in the sword."

"Do you know why you are still dead?"

"Hey -"

"Do I let you talk ?!"

The blade is cold, and the black iron sword is inserted into the middle-aged belly, stir.

The pain makes the middle-aged people to smash, and there is no limbs that are still struggling in the body.

The blade overlooks him gentle laugh.

"The reason why only stays with you, because I don't want to make the scene too blood, our family is not used to this scene, so I take care of her feelings."

The middle-aged man revealed his pleading in his eyes.

The blade smiled and slowly agitated the black iron sword, and looked at the distorted face of the feet.

"Directly kill your few bugs are very simple, but that's not good."

"I think that you are preparing to do things for Zhuqing, I am extremely uncomfortable."

"If you think that if you have you have your hand, the bamboo clerling is in the next, I can't breathe."

He smiled, the smile is solidified.

With a force, the middle-aged people didn't be thirty-one, and his head was fragile under the blade, like a watermelon that was able to be stepped on.

Zhu Zhuqing, who has spit in the abdomen, wipes the lower lips to come here.

She knows that the best way to overcome fear is to face the fear! !

Looking at the blade in the Shurapet, Zhu Ziqing felt that he was more like a big bad guy, but his words were warm to her heart.

She thought: His reasonable will torture him with unmanned means, is it afraid?

If you really fell in these people, you will be turned around by these four garbage ... he will go crazy.

"My heart requires your pain to eliminate, so you can't die easily!" The blade suddenly pulled out the black iron sword, and raised the sword.

At this time, a little hand took him.

The blade looks, it is a lot of Zhu Zhuqing, which is not very good.

"Front, kill him directly."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered, although she can't hate Zisha, these are ready to do so none.

But she is still not Ren tortion them.

The blade looked at Zhu Ziqing's eyes. Zhu Zhu did not dare to look at him. She knew she was soft.

"Zhu Qing, this time I can't listen to you, if you let him die, I will sleep with Zhuqing, I can't sleep in the evening."

"I think that Zhu Qing, you are in the one ... I will breathe."

The blade is gently touched by Zhu Zhuqing's face.

Zhu Zhu Qingxin heart fibroids, gently hugged the blade's hand stickers his face, whispered: "But I don't want you to become Ren because of me, I know that you hate killing and blood."

"Fool." The blade gently picked a smile Zhu Zhuqing and glamorous and smooth face, and later looked at the middle-aged people who were still dead.

"You are lucky, our kitten is soft, or you want to die is not a simple matter."