Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 908 Both Dharma Lyon!

"I haven't understood yet?"

Looking at the directors with doubts below, the faceless person couldn't help laughing, and then reached out and pointed at the direction of the three generations of directors.

"The words I just said in the Three Generations were not for you, but I would like to tell me."

"?!"

In the expression of the cleaner's misery, or a big change, the faceless person smiled and explained:

"The words of the three generations are reminding me that if I do not solve you first, but go directly to this world, even if I go, I will be dead. I want to force me to play with you first ... or seduce me to take a shot. Meaning.

After looking at a face, after looking at the three generations of old men who were stirred in the pot, the faceless person slowly put away the smile on his face, and said coldly with his face:

"You are not familiar with the dead people of this thousands of years ago, I am different ... At first he could almost kill the true gods of the four, nine small places, and thirteen planes.

Although I don't know what the pot is, but with my understanding of your director, if I approach it, there will be no good things! "

"..."

Grass! After this animal's life and death once, TMD learned the essence!

His plans to be completely seen through. The three generations of old men had to stop the spoon that kept stirring the pan, and then touched the belly of Cancer Directors with a black face, and dragged two black devils with the same coffin from above.

After throwing the big pot that was soaked to the two ends, they motioned for them to catch up with Lyon and Edward. The three generations of old men couldn't help but twist their eyebrows, and they shouted at the directors who turned their heads:

"What are you staring at me? How many of your cubs have been counseling for so many years before, how can I know that you suddenly rose up this time?"

"..."

"What else do you do? Do it! Do it!"

Mowing

"Well!"

With the loud noise of blisters, Edward, who was about to rush to the door of the deceased, couldn't help but look slightly, and then looked down at his heart.

The Pisces Director used to use [Baoyingwu] before, and the bubbles used to save themselves and Lyon have just been broken.

Watching the colors quickly faded after the rupture, and finally, with the bubbles that had disappeared from the cold wind of the dead world, Edward could not help but close his eyes, knowing that Pisces directors were gone ... No, there may be more than Pisces directors.

Looking at Lyon's coffin, I don't know when the golden footprints that have been dark, and the silver short nails that have lost their luster, Edward could not help but have a slightly sour nose, and there was a hidden impulse to cry.

There are two ways to bless the secrets of the Twelve Palace, one is permanent. Even if the user dies, it can keep it, and the other is temporary, which can be lifted at any time, or ... in the user After being killed, it will fail automatically.

The person who stayed was afraid that he could not come back.

After deeply realizing this, I looked at the struggle that seemed to have given up, and no longer came up with a coffin. Edward couldn't help but grit her teeth, and she couldn't stop with a weird anger.

Obviously everything was fine before! Obviously, the king of killing will be injured, and this world is also basically stable. Everything is on track, obviously ... damn! Intersection Even if you know that this time you enter the dead world, it is the decision made by everyone together, not Lyon's fault, but watching the few having footprints on the coffin, Edward’s heart still cannot control the control of the heart. Strong hatred.

If this **** does not become a director, and does not persuade Golden Bull to come to the dead world, but if everything is the same, will the current result be completely different?

If we do not come to the dead world, but stay in the world, even if the dead world will still take the initiative to launch an attack, is there any possibility that there will not be so many people?

If ... If I can be stronger, or when I chose other main battle abnormal objects in the past, is it possible to stay in the place where I should stay without taking this **** **** task?

Standing on the inside of the door of the dead, he stood gloomy for a few seconds, and after countless people drifting in his mind, Edward couldn't help raising his right foot. Down.

After venting the weirdness of the unknown anger, Edward, who was overcast, stretched out his right hand, puzzled the five knots at the end of his left hand one by one, and stuffed these countless silk lines one by one into the five heads one by one. In the heart of the devil.

I don't know when the devils released from the belly prison have broken away from the control of the body and began to make a roar full of hatred.

And this means that the Cancer directors who are in charge of the belly of the belly have no power to control these devils. At this moment, he may have followed the dust of other directors, and he can no longer see the present sun.

Both **** Ryon!

After biting his thumb of his right hand, he stuffed roughly into the heart of the last demon, and after making the demon who wanted to throw off the coffin, Edward couldn't help but kicked on Lyon's coffin.

Since I saw him at first glance, I knew that this kid was not a good thing!

Controlling the devil who constantly struggled, leaving the coffin of Lyon from the door of the deceased. After the gray fog beolated from life and death, the gloomy Edward squeezed a sip towards the distant coffin, and then twisted vigorously. Broken your left hand.

Holding the left hand that lost five fingers, walking to the side of the deceased's door and getting on the side of the dead, Edward, full of sweaty beads, walked to the other side, and stuck the right hand that lost his thumb. The dense silk thread was pulled in the middle of the door.

What is more uncomfortable than protecting someone you hate is that that product has saved his life!

And gritting the broken elbow on the silk line, and the sharp [fucking silk] into the flesh and blood can be stabilized. The breath of death, Edward's unusually ugly expression, finally relieved slightly.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

I owe you this time! We do not owe each other!

Mowing

"Um?"

Looking at the **** silk threads in the door of the deceased, and the silk threads staring at the Scorpio director behind the silk thread, the Liu Dao's blurred figure was shrouded in the black mist, and he could not help but make a surprise voice.

"Don't you run?"

"Oh."

面对六面象獐疑惑的询问，面色死白的天蝎局长冷笑了一声，随即抬起脱了鞋子的右脚，踩住了将亡者之门彻底封死的血色丝线，而那些锋利的丝线， He immediately opened his feet, and once again stained a dull blood.

I didn't want to run!

Also, in the face of my sacrifice of two palms, with 70 % of the blocking of blood cloth, even if you are stronger ... how is it possible? Intersection

After taking out the silver carved knife, everything was cut off in front of him, and the silk threads fell like red catkins. Six figures hidden in the black mist could not help shaking their heads.

The posture is quite large, but people are really ... uh?

The vagueness seemed to be aware of something, and the carved craftsman who cut off the silk thread fiercely and then retreated, trying to avoid the inexplicable sense of crisis, but in the end, he took a half -shot. Just, there was a crispy sound of bone fracture!

(This chapter is finished)