He Has a Dragon

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Hong didn't let Qiang mention the only innate power in Dan Tian, ​​spit out the essence of blood, pointed out, and pronounced the truth.

"lock!"

In this violent drink, I saw that Hong did not let the decisive bounce and spit out the blood that was scattered in the midst of the air, and the scarlet red shot above Zhang Chenzhou's head instantly appeared an eerie town in the dark. Font symbol.

The moment when the essence of blood shot into the weird symbol of the town font above Zhang Chenzhou's head, it was like a drop of cold water immediately fell into the hot sesame oil pan, and then the crackling dense sound burst, and it was completely violent-moving!

In the blink of an eye, I saw that the strange symbol of the town's font was quickly pressed down from the air instantly and spread along the top of Zhang Chenzhou's head, covering the whole body in an instant!

"what!!!"

Zhang Chenzhou, who was surrounded by the whole town's font symbols, made a painful roar, and his whole body became distorted, as if he had become a burning torch, which reddened this dark and incomparable world. Horror, as if the primitive tribe offered a totem in sacrifice.

And this offering is Zhang Chenzhou!

But it is weird that this scarlet flame did not burn Zhang Chenzhou into slag, but slowly penetrated into his body from the outside. The intestine in the belly was not allowed to be ground in the process. It became a rune printed on Zhang Chenzhou's whole body, as if a rope tied him, leaving him unable to move!

At this time, Hong did not let him become weaker after Shi Zhenzhen was killed. I saw him looking at Zhang Chenzhou who was twirling and groaning, and said indifferently, "I know you You have your own method of tracking. Even if Hong flies far, you will eventually be caught up by you! "

Zhang Chenzhou, who was suffering a lot of pain, bowed his waist. He looked up at Hong Fang, who was not far away. He endured, as if all the pores in his body had been drilled by the ants into the ground. This **** remnant is ashamed to be ashamed! "

Hung didn't let him laugh, didn't answer, but turned around and walked slowly into the darkness.

Seeing that he hadn't walked a few steps, he stood still, then turned to look at Zhang Chenzhou, and said coldly, "If there is a seed, you should come to Sijiucheng to find me!"

After a pause, Hong did not let his master compare to a seven character, and continued to provocatively face Zhang Chenzhou: "Remember, you only have seven days, otherwise, you will be a corpse when you see Hong again. "

After speaking, Hong refused to look at Zhang Chenzhou again, and continued to walk, waving his back to his back: "Only seven days, expired!"

"Hahaha--"

In the laughter, Hong refused to squeeze out his last potential, and used the technique of the steps that escaped from Wang Le to transform into a shadow that quickly melted into the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye in Zhang Chenzhou's sight. Trace!

"Asshole, I want you to die!"

Watching Zhang Chenzhou, who wasn't letting escape again, saw the pain and anger that life is better than death, and remorse, and shouted at Hong's direction of not letting away.

A painful roar kept ringing on this lonely empty plain, echoing for a long time, hovering without stopping ...

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The atmosphere in Tianxiang Pavilion in the suburbs of Beijing, adjacent to the No. 2 villa estate of Tianzi No. 1 is solemn and solemn.

The lobby of the first floor of the main villa, where all the furniture was removed, looked very empty, with bright lights, a row of ashes, and two mahogany coffins placed in the middle.

Nan Huaiyuan walked to the coffin, glanced at the neatly dressed mourner and Dou Dou, revealing a bit of pain and closed his eyes, while the robe sleeve waved, and two bangs, I saw two coffins on the side The cover closed instantly without revealing a gap.

Standing at the entrance of the hall, Zhao Quanhui and Zhao Maike's father and son bowed their heads and remained silent, daring to look at Nan Huaiyuan whose face was sinking like water.

They knew that at this time, Nan Huaiyuan's heart was deep and crooked, as if it was a suppressed volcano that would erupt at any time. Whoever touched anyone was unlucky, and Baozhun would be blown up without a dreg.

You know, the funeral is Nan Huaiyuan's illegitimate son. Now the white-haired person gives the black-haired person the biggest sorrow in life.

In addition, as Doudou's entry guardian of the WTO, Nan Huaiyuan can now only protect the opponent's body back to the martial arts world.

Especially when I think of how to explain to the famous martial arts circle in the Heavenly Kings Hall and the Blood Sea Battle Sword Fan Rendian, Nan Huaiyuan's scalp was numb, and my heart was trembling and could not stop.

In the beginning, the reason why Nan Huaiyuan took care of Doudou was not only the generous gift of cultivation resources, but also the most important reason was to make Fan Rendian's flattery.

Of course, Nan Huaiyuan knew that he was notorious in the martial arts world, and that his enemies were everywhere, so it would be beneficial and harmless to find another big backer, and Fan Rendian was a good choice.

Fan Rendian's nickname Blood Sea Battle Knife ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ This is a reputation that has been killed all the way. Of the rivers and mountains in the Temple of Heaven in recent years, half of them said that he had beaten them down.

Of course, Fan Rendian is no exception to the so-called first-come-first-come succession. The prestige of the prestige can only be overwhelmed by the mysterious owner of the Temple of Heaven!

Thinking of this, Nan Huaiyuan was full of bitterness and depression. He didn't expect to slap the horse, but he was photographed on the horse's legs.

This is no longer a problem of being kicked, but once Fan Rendian learns that his loved one has entered the world, and has not yet begun to search for the whereabouts of Xiao Zhixuan, who has appeared in Kowloon. , It is not the true character of an old killer!

The so-called wrath of the emperor is millions of corpses and bleeds thousands of miles. Although Fan Rendian is far from this level, he is also a martial artist in the martial arts. Little factions are a breeze.

Nan Huaiyuan's thoughts became more and more depressing, and how could he have expected that this kind of cricket moth would emerge in the mundane world where innate masters can rule the king.

Now that his son is gone, Dou Dou, an elite disciple of the Temple of Heaven, who has to protect himself, has lost his life. Nan Huaiyuan lost this pit, and he wanted to crawl out without any damage.

Even if the murderer can finally be held to explain to the blood sea sword Fan Rendian, Nan Huaiyuan will not die, and he will have to be cut off several layers of skin!

When thinking of the culprit, Nan Huaiyuan, whose back was facing Zhao Quanhui and Zhao Maike's father and son, was extremely overflowing with hatred in his eyes.

When Nan Huaiyuan arrived, although he took a step in the evening, he saw the back of Wang Le, the murderer.

This allows Nan Huaiyuan to be sure that the murderer is a stranger, a young man he has never seen before. During the day, he had consulted with Zhao Quanhui and his son.

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