I Just Want to Play My Game Quietly

"Xuan, look carefully, maybe his road will give you some help." Zhou Wen suddenly said to Li Xuan around us.

"Who's road? Is that female fairy?" Asked Li Xuan asked.

"No, it is the hour." Zhou Wen shook his head.

Li Xuan looked at the injured hour, and the hour is clear and he is two completely different styles, but he has no question of Zhou Wen, but stares at the hour.

There are more and more wounds on the Yabia, those wounds have not healed, which is completely different from Li Xuan's ability.

However, Li Xuan looked for a while, but his eyes gradually lit up.

The priest method used by the female fairy, although it is exactly the same as the beam, but the method of use is crushing the hour, or it is not at the same level.

Solutions, although the solution of primary school students is correct, but relatively complicated, this is the gap between knowledge hierarchies.

The same is true for the situation in Time, but as long as the hour is seen over and over, the same way can no longer hurt him, and every injury on him will grow rapidly.

It is simple, but there are not many people who really do in the world. Because he saw the sword method, not the deeper things behind the sword law.

However, Beatsa can be used in a very short period of time, and can be applied to itself from the appearance, and can be used immediately, which is simply a metamorphosis.

The female sword method is getting smaller and smaller.

Li Xuan couldn't help but laughed: "My brain can not make him so good, do not do this."

"That is not the focus of your attention." Zhou Wen shook his head, but did not say more.

When people have passed, he has begun to be hurt again, and it is more important than the previous injury, and the sword marks almost bone his arm.

The female fairy's swordsman has different changes, but there is no super off-chief of the premises.

The same thing, in different people, there will be different ways, depending on people, not such something itself.

A tree, in the eyes of the peasants, is used for blossom results, in the eyes of the carpenter, a wooden bed or a wooden table, in the blossom eye is part of the garden.

The priest is the same, the same sword method can be given different meaning.

The female fairy is obviously not to kill the hour, she wants to kill the confidence of Zhongzi, and is also a confident mankind.

A race can fail, can be fly, one day has a rise in hope, but it is one but lose confidence, so even if it is able to live, it is just an attached product.

"You will pay a price for your proud." Hey, the blood of the blood, and his eyes were not shaken.

"I like your eyes like this." The female fairy is just a faint response, and the sword in the hand is still not stopped.

A sword picks a sword, the sword method is like a mystery of the world, the same trick is used, but it is the difference between the heavens, so that the abilities of the hour are completely lost.

The hour is like a sleepy beast, although it is still fierce, but it is a compassion.

The heart of the hour is still not moving. The human beings who watch the battle have gradually planted the seeds of the female fairy, with the continued roots of the battle, and the growing roots are constantly growing.

If it is so defeated this day, this seed is only afraid to be an immortal wall, so that human beings are hard to find their own race confidence.

"Do you know what the strongest talent in the world is?" Zhong Ziya suddenly quit a distance and looked at the female fairy that did not pursted.

"I don't know." The female fairy is not afraid of arrival of the hour, there is no transfer, the Rubik is not possible to transfer any creatures. When the hour is, even if he wants to run, where can he run away?

"The strongest talent in the world is evolution, any kind of creature, can adapt to different environments through its own evolution, and do things that cannot be done in itself." Bozi Ya light burns Holding a female fairy, the body has gradually happened some wonderful changes.

"What?" "Asked the female fairy.

"And my talent is super evolution." When Zhong Ziya said, the body's change suddenly aggravated.

The wound rapidly healed, and the moment of recovering the crystal clear snow. The skin is like a bright light, and each hair is flowing.

Every setback of life, every blow, even if it is a breeze, as long as you can't kill the pain, I will become the cornerstone of my evolution, let me cast the ladder of victory, you stay in me. Each wound under the next, will make you get closer to the grave ... "The eyes of Zhongzi's eyes are getting fatful.

"It doesn't seem to be different." The female fairy said faintly.

When the body of the hour appeared, he did not change, he was not like Li Xuan, Li Xuan once a injury, the crust on the body would have different changes, it is a very obvious evolutionary mark.

What is not the case, his body is nothing different from before, still two hands, two legs, a head, which is in Li Xuan, is not enough.

"My evolution is here." Zhongzi is like burning a flame, refers to his head.

The voice just fell, the body of Zhongzi was once again moved, and again rushed toward the female fairy, and waved his fairy.

The female fairy gazed coldly in the cold, until the beamya fist was about to come to her, and once again waved the sword in his hand.

The sword is like a shower, and then the first arrival, and he is on the fist of the hour.

There is no fist with the sound of the sword blade, the sword blade has not been on the fist of the hour.

It seems that I have been in general, and the fist that seems to be fully bombarded, and another fist has suddenly played, from another incredible angle, he dominated the female cheeks.

The female fairy flashed a different color. Before this, she was able to look at it in a glance, but this time she didn't see the two fists of the beat.

This can only explain a problem, and the realm of Zhongzi is close to her level, so she can't go overlooking over higher levels.

For the first time, the female fairy chose to avoid, and the side is one step, avoiding the beamy fist.

The retreat of the female fairy, the beamya's offensive is like a mountain flood, and there is no chance to let the female fairy have no counterattack. They can only retreat.

The human beings watching the war, like a chicken blood, just now almost desperate hearts again.