Great Demon King

Man is the only woman in the hunting dragon of the Longsen Grand Canyon. | The hot and ruthless Lord, she has always been cruel and ruthless, but since the first time she was rescued by Han Hao, Han Hao has been very Special, not only did not calculate Han Hao all the way to find the way, but also think about Han Hao everywhere.

I don't know why, this cold and inhuman boy is like a whirlpool of deep whirls, sucking her in unconsciously. As time goes by, she can not only break free from this whirlpool, but instead The deeper and deeper, the more I lost myself.

If I change someone, if she is facing her with the words "Let me touch" in front of her, she will die if she is dead, and she will revenge in desperation. Try to kill each other!

However, when this sentence was spoken by Han Hao, although Wenman felt extremely humiliating, he did not become angry and angry, even if he had forgotten that there were many people around him, and the ghosts made him step by step to Han Hao.

Bowing his head, his face was blushing, he didn't dare to look at Han Hao. In the Longsen Grand Canyon, Wenman, who was also a singer, became a shy and infinite little woman. He was uneasy in his heart and screamed in front of Han Hao...

Han Hao has a few more points in the eyes of the gods. There is no such thing as a singularity in the middle of the week. The strange thoughts born from the bottom of my heart make him feel overwhelmed. He doesn’t understand what is wrong with him. Why is there so much? Strangely confused thoughts?

After half a sigh, Han Hao was hesitant, but I don’t know if I should think in my heart to realize the idea that my heart never emerged...

"You, why don't you move?" Wenman, who was waiting in silence for a blushing face, looked shameless, but waited for a long time to see but Han Hao did not move. Wenman became more and more nervous, and he was even more nervous than Han Hao. Annoyed, could not help but take the lead.

"Oh..." It seems to be the idea of ​​being reassured by Wenman's sentence. Han Hao snorted and finally reached out, gently and unreasonably stroking the palm of his hand in Wenman's delicate cheeks. Her mouth and nose bones, which had two bruises, pressed down...

A very strange feeling that suddenly emerged from Han Hao's heart, the abrupt feeling of the abrupt, and fierce, is something he never experienced...

Next to Wenman's thousand miles, Wenman from the Longsen Grand Canyon. Suddenly my eyes are all straight. It’s incredible to look at the one in front of them that can’t be ruthlessly. All of them are stunned!

Is it? She took us to the chaos. Just for. Is it to make Han Hao feel so touched? This... What is this all about?

Wenman’s men were all dumbfounded. Looking at the week is inviolable. After so many years, with them in the major sacred murders and arson, the female devil head took the initiative to send the door to the willingness to let Han Hao: caressing. There is a feeling of going to collapse.

Is this still their familiarity?

In Han Hao's palm, she put a glimpse on her cheek. Wenman shuddered. Feel Han Hao's palms cold. Wenman is sitting on a needle felt. I want to pull my cheeks away immediately. But it seems to be involved in an inexplicable force. The delicate body stands like a meteorite. Let Han Hao's palms be light and thin on her cheeks that restored her peers...

this moment. Wenman seems to have forgotten that there are many people who have followed her for many years. I forgot how strange it is to be a strong woman at this time. Just stand firmly in place. The heart is panicked again. There is such a slight sneak peek...

Gradually, Han Hao’s palm seems to no longer satisfy the arrogance on her cheek, and Han Hao obeys the mourning of her heart, slowly moving her palm down, sliding from Wenman’s long white neck to Wenman’s chest. The towering and mysterious area swims...

The whole body trembled fiercely, and the red color on the neck was more vivid. Wenman was shocked. He... he should not want to be the face of everyone, then... that? Wenman's body trembled more and more fiercely. At this time, he could no longer maintain the calmness of the costume, and suddenly looked up and looked at Han Hao!

Han Hao looked blank and frowned, seemingly thinking about something. On his face, Wenman couldn't find a trace of obscenity and lightness. On the contrary, Han Hao's eyes were clear and clean, as if he was not a beautiful woman, but a weapon or a piece of clothing. Only the meaning of exploration, but no desire for abuse!

He... What does he want to do? Wenman confused, she did not know what Han Hao wanted to do. A normal man, how can the expression and color of this moment be concealed, it is impossible to have no clue! Han Hao, obviously broke this routine, really did not have those annoying expressions!

When Wenman was thinking about it, Han Hao gradually moved down the palm of his hand and gently pressed it over Wenman’s plump and firm chest...

"Ah..." A gentleman's hand, who looked straight in the distance, couldn't control his own horror. He couldn't help but scream from the depths of his throat.

Wenman didn't dare to think too much. She was ashamed to take the initiative in an instant. She suddenly and hurriedly retreated, and Han Hao ran out of the clutch of her chest.

Huge mouth gasping, Wenman crisp chest image is the ups and downs of the mountains under the earthquake, sketching a beautiful curve of thrilling, "Han... Han Hao, you... how can you?" Looking at the palm of your hand Han Hao, Wenman, did not know what to say, swallowed, shy.

"Weird... strange..." Han Hao looked over and touched Wenman's right palm and whispered to himself. When he just pressed his hand on Wenman's chest, he suddenly felt guilty and gave birth to one from below. The strong impulse of the stock, the impulse like a flood of beasts broke the coldness and calm that he insisted on, scared him a big jump, and before he could understand the feeling carefully, Wenman hurriedly left.

Han Hao, who was shocked, suddenly sighed and shook his head. He seemed to want to throw away the strange feelings of his own heart in the heart of his heart. He glanced at the red face and the face. Wenman, with no expression of expression: "Well, today is the case, next time we try again.

Wenman yelled, sneaked a glimpse of those who were not far away, and hated her secretly biting her teeth, bastard, how can you do this, how can you be in front of so many people? Why can't you choose a quiet place, a corner of no one, you are this

Insult me? I'm furious……

"Do you see enough? Let me go!" The twins were cold and the anger was venting toward their hands.

"Follow, obey!" Those gentlemen who had just stayed in the woods, one by one, the birds and beasts scattered, disappeared without a trace.

When there were only Wenman and Han Hao left here, Wenman took a deep breath and looked at Han Hao calmly and asked: "You... what do you want?"

Han Haoyi, the coldness of the recovery has once again collapsed. I don’t know why, Han Hao felt that when he faced Wenman, he suddenly felt a subtle feeling. In front of her, it seems that she can never remain absolutely cold all the time. . After thinking about it, Han Hao didn't know what he wanted to do. He sank and frowned. "I haven't thought about it yet."

"I haven't thought about it yet?" Wenman is about to be suffocated by Han Hao. In front of so many people, you touched and touched it. I also touched the place that is so sensitive and shameful. Now I even said that I still haven’t thought about it?

Even if Wenman is strong in front of others, she is still a woman after all. Naturally, she can’t speak out brazenly, and secretly bite her teeth. Wenman hates and asks: "Then you said, I am not now. Your woman!"

"Yes!" Han Hao answered this question simply and neatly, without hesitation. A happy heart, Wenman’s heart is enough for you. However, before Wenman was happy, Han Hao added another sentence: "If you come to chaos, just like the guys of Polo, they are all my people. I will listen to me later! Also, Integrate people and go back to training again!"

"And... like Polo?" Wenman apparently heard about Polo’s name. He was anxious and hurried: "This... how can this be the same, Polo is a man, I am a woman! And And you just have to, just yet..."

"All the same!" Han Hao squinted, cold and cool: "It's all under the hands, no difference!"

When the words came out, Wenman finally became angry and sullen, and said: "Han Hao, what do you want to do? You, how can you do this? You said to me today, I don't want Wenman! If you treat me as Polo is the same, my, I and you are endless!"

Seeing Wenman’s ruin, Han Hao suddenly felt a little weak. He seemed to feel that he had something wrong, but he thought about it and didn’t know where he was wrong. Deeply frowning, he thought for a moment, suddenly realized that what was wrong with him when he was right, he could be ruthless and underground, and never gave birth to thoughts that were just as strange as thoughts and disorders.

"Yes, it is a little different..." For a moment, Han Hao suddenly imagined, muttering: "Yes, you are different from Polo, you are a woman, I am a native... Napollo What is it, he is a man, my man?" How can you not understand this truth, Han Hao is confused.

When Wen Man saw Han Hao talking to himself and talking nonsense, he really felt so sad and sad that he said: "How could Polo be your man? You, how are you like this? It’s messy..."

Suddenly, Wenman’s heart suddenly changed, and suddenly he remembered the words that Han Shuo once said to him: “Han Hao, this guy, has never had the experience of getting along with a woman, has been practicing life in a non-human place, in a certain In some respects, he is blank, and he knows nothing at all!"

At that time, Wenman seemed to understand something. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Han Hao, do you know what love is?"

With a blank face, Han Hao looked at Wenman inexplicably and shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't seen it, I haven't heard it!"

Suddenly, Wenman understood!

It turns out that Han Hao is not indifferent to the customs, not to bully her, this guy, I don’t know anything at all! The approach just seems to be just an instinctive move. He estimates that he does not know what he is doing!

Wenman suddenly had the feeling of being a treasure, and then looking at Han Hao’s ignorant look how to see how pleasing to the eye. This handsome, cold and powerful little man has never experienced the love of men and women, which is incredible!

No wonder, no wonder, Wenman shook his head and smiled, and his heart was full of joy. He forgot everything that Han Shuo had done. He secretly made up his mind and must seize this rare treasure in his coffin head forever. Fill your own shadow!

"Not good!" Wenman was planning to take advantage of Han Hao in desperation, and when he said his knowledge to him, Han Hao suddenly changed his face and looked coldly: "With your people, immediately leave here. Go to chaos first!"

"What's wrong?" Wenman panicked, and she realized that the situation was different.

"It's Dagma! He came. I saw him and recognized his breath!" Han Hao looked solemn and said to Wenman: "You leave here immediately, I drag him!"

"The commander of our death domain? Is he?" Wenman was shocked and said anxiously: "If you leave, I will stay and drag him!"

"You can't stop him for a second!" Han Hao looked cold and impatient: "Be obedient, leave here immediately! Don't worry, I won't have anything, he can't kill me!"

Wenman stared at Han Hao for three seconds. He nodded and said: "Okay, let me go, you have to remember to see me alive!" Then Wenman didn't return, and immediately left from here. , to the outside ramp: "Everyone follows me, leave here immediately!"

Outside of those of Wenman's men, they did not know the situation at all, and they followed Wenman behind them and quickly left.

Han Hao stayed in the same place, carrying a three-meter-long bone spur, silently waiting for Dagmar to arrive.

Ten minutes later, the Throne of the Bone suddenly descended, and Dagmar with a mask was sitting on the top. Dagmar’s goal was obviously only Han Hao, and no action was taken for Wenman’s departure.

"Han Hao, we met again!" Dagma sat in the middle of the white bones, and looked down at Han Hao below. The eyes on the mask were playful and looked at the enemy. Han Hao, smirked and asked: "Why, still want to do it with me?"

"Commanding." Han Hao looked up at the sky, indifferent.

"Han Hao, I am waiting for you not to be thin, why do you want to betray me, and mix with that Brian?" Dagma lock stretched out in the long sleeves, the skin is pale without a trace of blood, sharp nails like iron hook. The condescending Dagma is hooded to Han

The power of death gradually gathered on his fingers, forming a swaying smoke.

Han Hao raised his head, his eyes were cold and ruthless, without a trace of previous disorder, his face calmed: "Sorry, you have no power to make me willing to surrender!"

Dagma sneered and dismissed: "Where is Brian? What can he bring to you? Don't forget that you are a hunting god. You and me, the Hunting Alliance is your home! No matter when Your identity is a shackle, he will bind you for a lifetime, you can't change it!"

Nodded, Han Haodao: "Yes, I can't change the identity of the **** of hunting, but I can change my identity and status in the hunting god!" The spurs in the hand pointed to Dagma, Han Hao coldly said: "Commander, you kill Not my place! One day, I will be above the Hunting Alliance and become the brain of all hunting gods!"

"Da Ma is not awkward!" Dagma cold, the white bone throne suddenly pressed down, and the death force of the mountain fell like a mountain. He suddenly shook hands with gray light smoke, and a gray ray ran in the air. There was a sound of "嗤嗤".

"Han Hao, I will be the leader of the hunting gods for thousands of years. How can you be a hero? I want to be the brain of all the hunting gods. It’s really crazy to say dreams! Today, I will take back everything I have given you!" Dagma does not Polite again, the white bone throne under the body also shot the bone spear.

"All my things, there is no relationship with you! What you have given me is just the identity of a hunting god, not worth mentioning!" Han Hao purple magic eyes flashed in the eyes, seven behind The bone spurt violently flew out, but it was not the Dagma that attacked the volley, but instead inserted in seven directions around him.

Seven different forces suddenly spread from the seven bone spurs, and the sound of a fierce soul shouted out from the seven bone spurs. The seven bone spurs did not know how many souls were imprisoned. The power of death at this moment. Miscellaneous among the forces unfamiliar to Dagma, there are amazing energy fluctuations.

At the same time, Han Hao's chest was bulging, and the piece of the soul that he had come from the undead world flew out, and instantly enlarged into a heavenly tombstone, standing in front of him!

The singular and intricate inscriptions on the dead soul monument suddenly lived all the time, flying out of the dead soul monument. Thousands of inscriptions were like a strange life spinning around the dead soul monument, and the seven bone spurs were imprisoned. The soul echoes...

With Han Hao as the center, all the elements of death within a hundred miles were taken out at once, and all of them were in the dead soul. Even Dagma, who has the main god's realm, the elements of death gathered around him are instantly gone, and the power of death elements attached to his attack is confusing, making him feel vaguely unable to control...

With a three-meter-long bone spear, Han Hao looked at the Dagma above the white bone throne, and screamed out loud.

Suddenly, there was a strong wave of power from the towering soul monument. The power fluctuations in this dead soul monument directly affected the death force of Dagma’s cultivation. Dagma suddenly felt that the death force in the body was leaking. , quickly flow to the bottom of the soul of the soul that constantly releases strange fluctuations.

“What?” Dagma stunned and looked at the dead soul monument standing below. I don’t know if I had absorbed the death element of a hundred miles, and there was already a tens of meters high. Get up, like a mountain, between the heavens and the earth.

After the big one, you can clearly see that there are many inscriptions on the top. There are all kinds of sacred bones underneath the inscriptions. A trace of death force swam above the dead soul monument like a trickle of blood. It is the veins in the human body, it looks very mysterious and strange!

The death power in Dagma's body is dragged by the soul of the dead soul, and lost to the soul of the soul. The strange energy fluctuations caused by the mountain-like soul-soul monument seem to affect not only the elements of death, but also the power of all elements of cultivation. people!

Frightened, Dagma was full of horror, immediately took back the power of attacking Han Hao, concentrated all the power in the body, and worked hard to stop the loss of divine power in the body!

After all, Dagma has the realm of the Lord God. When he stabilizes the spirit and gives up the attack on Han Hao, he tries to resist the death force in the soul of the soul. He finally slows down the body and no longer has the power to flow to the bottom. The soul of the dead.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Dagma gasped, and the only eyes on the mask were full of panic, and he said: "You can't have such a terrible power, you can't have such a terrible power. Who is it?"

At this time, Han Hao, standing at the top of the dead soul monument, countless white bones overflowing the gray mist, covering his whole person, and the trickle of death force drowned his whole person, this moment He seems to be part of the soul monument!

"Dagma, you cultivate the power of death, so even if your realm is higher than me, you can't kill me!" Han Hao's voice was uploaded from the smog of the dead soul, "As long as you cultivate the power of death, you will be affected by this dead soul." The influence of the people, no exception! I think, in addition to the real **** of death, the **** of death, the **** of death, no one can kill me!"

"That, what the **** is that?" Dagma felt awkward. He almost immediately believed Han Hao's statement, because the power on the soul of the dead has already explained everything.

"I don't know!" Han Hao, who was stunned, said softly. After a pause, Han Hao continued: "I still can't control its power. When I can really throw all its power out, Dagma, you have only one way to die!"

As soon as this sentence fell, a huge vortex of death formed from the center of the seven spurs that Han Hao inserted early around the dead soul monument. As the vortex of death gradually rose, the mountain-like soul-soul disappeared a little bit, when the death vortex flooded. After the death of the soul monument, a fierce strong wind blew over, the death vortex disappeared without a trace.

Just the stag of the soul that was erected here, the seven bone spurs that screamed and screamed, and Han Hao, suddenly disappeared.

Dagma looked down and recovered the original land. He felt very dry in his mouth. He shook his head after half a sigh, and said to himself: "No wonder... no wonder he is not willing to live under the people. It turns out that he has already been like this. Powerful!" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, chapter more, support & &!) www.ptwxz.com