I Just Want to Play My Game Quietly

Zhang Chunqiu's face is like a dead gray, and some desperate look at Zhang Yu.

"Yu Zhi ... don't ..." Zhang Chunqiu worked hard to stand up, I want to stop Zhang Yu, but his body is too serious, and even standing is standing.

"You want me, just me, let them, I promise to fusion with you." Zhang Yu said.

"Of course, they have different ants on the roadside, they don't have any benefits, but they will not have harm. As long as you are integrated with me, I will keep them safe, restore," Drought Tianwu Say.

"Child, let's go, you have made more enough for Zhangjia. Now I only have you don't be influenced by the magic. You are the people who should go home now." Zhang Sifu said.

"Yu Zhi ... don't ..." Zhang Chunqiu is full of despair, because he knows, she is absolutely impossible to go with Zhang Yu's character.

"Brother, I am a ominous person, I have died, I can do something for you, I am content." Zhang Yushu flowed with tears and walked towards the corpse.

"Don't ..." Zhang Chunqiu struggled, his fingers presided over the ground, it was going to collapse, and the blood of the fingertips was infected.

Zhang Si-workers and others also shouted, but they could not stop Zhang Yu from going to the corpse.

"The dead is not you, but those who make you cry." A voice came from far away.

Everyone is all, turning to look at the direction of the voice, I saw a one wearing a armor, the whole person seems to be a shower with glorious people. Steps to the magic grave.

"People ... people emperor ..." Suddenly someone recognized the origin of the figure, could not help but be big.

Zhou Wen's prisoner helmet and the sword of the waist is too conspicuous, and there is almost no one knows on the earth.

Zhang Yuxi turned to see Zhou Wen, after seeing clear, but it was slightly, and there was a surprise in his eyes.

Zhou Wen stepped step by step, stepped into the fire, the strange land, did not cause any injury to his body, as if the fire did not exist.

I walked from Zhang Yu's side, walked towards the corpse, and Wen Wen side left, while holding the sword of the sword.

"Who are you?" The voice of the drought is from the deep pit.

"See you is not pleasing, want to kill you." Zhou Wen said.

"Why is human beings always ignorant, always say some self-righteous words?" Drought Tiangui's voice with airs, seems to be really angry.

"That's because there are too many stupids. They said too, they can't understand." Zhou Wen took a step, the swords on the body were strong, and the swords of swords were hard to imagine. The sheath is just the sword, as if it has been condensed into substance, and it is necessary to open the earth.

Among the flames, a figure has emerged, the body flowers automatically flies to the eyebrow position of the figure, and there is no disappearance between the eyes.

The body of the white dress, there is a white yarn on the face, I can't see what is like, but listening to her voice, it is natural that the drought is undoubtedly.

"Even if it is the myth era of natural disasters, no one dares to talk to me so much." The drought is a cold, obviously a true angle of Zhou Wen.

"Then I am euphemistic, if you can pick me a sword without dead, just spare you, you will continue to stay in the magic grave." Zhou Wen said.

"Death!" The drought is already anger, and the flames are flamened into the trend of the sky, and the whole sky is turned into a flame, as if the whole world has only a flame.

Endless flavors, all everything in it is a coke.

The fire of the drought, the burning of millions, even if it is not inferior to the sun's real fire, even more strange horrible.

Looking at the flames of the sky, swallowing the world, oppressing the emperor, under that heaven, the emperor's brilliant figure seems to be much smaller.

He is worried about the fear of danger, which can defeat the terrorist flame of the two gods in the legend.

"You ... don't ..." Zhang Yuzhi complex, it seems to want to say anything.

However, her words have not finished, the sword in Zhou Wen has already pulled out.

At a moment of ,,,

A sword broke the nine relief.

Zhang Yuzhi only saw the sword light flash, the sky covered by the sky was divided into two in the middle, revealing the original clear sky.

Looking at the drought, I saw the dry white clothes, and there was a purple, such as a plum-like liquid, and dripping on the ground.

The purple liquid dripped on the ground, and each drip has a burning energy, the crystals that come into contact with the crystals will be burned immediately, form a deep hole, and I don't know where the final drop.

"The drought is hurt!" Zhang Jia people were surprised and happy.

Hi is that Zhang Jia may have saved, but the thrilling is that the emperor has woundted the sword to hurt the legendary almost invincible drought, it is known as the most powerful people in humans.

If you come to a few swords, can you kill the drought?

Zhou Wen was a bit shocking, he originally wanted to use the power of the Xianji and the Sword of the Sword, and hit the drought to the sky, even kill.

But his sword, just hurt the drought, don't say killing, even if you can't do it, Zhou Wen can feel that the wounds suffer from the drought day are not serious.

"It is a legendary drought in the legend, it is too strong." Zhou Wen's heart was in the heart.

The drought, but the day, but the eyes were fierce, and the evil stared at Zhou Wen, like eating people.

Even if it is mythical era, there is also a good biological battle with other strong guardians, and she has never been hurt, and it was hurt by Zhou Wen.

Although there is a very important part because she fails to integrate with humanity, it has been severely suppressed by the earth rules, and cannot complete the strength.

But the drought is still unable to endure such a result, and the murder is like a tide, the iron is to kill Zhou Wen.

Drought Tianwu nature is a person who knows the goods, and it is seen that there is a feeling in my heart.

Zhou Wen knows that the Sword of the Sword is now in his hand, but it is a furnish.

"Can you pick me a sword, it is rare, it is a rare, it is not easy to evolve this point, but the killing is unfortunately, I will spare you a life." Zhou Wen retina back to the waist, watching the drought It seems to be very casual.

Zhou Wen's sentence, almost fell to the lungs of the drought, even if it was a strong myth, no one dared to talk to her.