Otherworldly Evil Monarch

The fifty-fifth chapter played a rogue

The solitary little art is finally understood. The original goal of Jun Moxie is actually that piece of iron, but I am afraid that I will pay for myself before I start to pay for it. Now that the money is delivered, he actually has to give it to the ordinary refining. Steel?

Rotten iron, such a bad iron, you can find me a few pieces to see!

Damn Jun Moxie! In the name of paying for himself, he actually tried to take that piece of heaven and earth as his own!

I was confused for a while, but I didn’t explain it...

"Jun Moxie!!" Solo screams, the pretty big eyes are round and round: "Do you want to die?!"

"Hey!" The face of the evil and the rogue, shrugging, spread the hand: "Miss Du Gu said that there is a total of two, the big ones are for you, what do you want? You want to buy things, I I have already paid for the money for you, and you actually said that you want to die.... I am.... I am too jealous of me!"

"You!.......good, good, good! Jun Moxie, you have kind! You must not commit to my hand, I... I am not finished with you!" The solitary little art chest violently ups and downs, almost crying Come out, bite the rich lips, and tremble. Teardrops turned in the eyes and finally fell down.

I am embarrassed by the evil spirits. After all, the people’s solitude and art are first seen. I use the reason for paying for the family to play the rogue but privately. It’s really a bit of a disappointment to use this incompetent method to make a little girl’s cheap. Frowning and comforting said: "Cry? When I build the object, I will create a knife for you, and then send it to the house, so that is the head office?..." - This is also called comfort?

"Who wants your knife!?" Dou Zhixiaoyi does not know the evil spirits. This statement is equivalent to a promise. My embarrassed..."

In other words, the solitary art is not crying, but the iron is precious. With the strength of the solitary family, as long as it is deliberately sought, it is not too difficult to think about it. The reason why Xiaoyi really cries is that this is Jun Moxie. The hateful guy put on a look of embarrassment, and even if he didn’t even finish talking, he bought the two pieces of iron quickly. Deliberately confused the whole thing and said that I can't understand it. Now I can pour it. When things get to him, I immediately propose it to give me the garbage! Actually, he was said to be so sloppy: you want to be big, I want to be small.... Is this thing to be able to judge the pros and cons by the size?

Of course, the most annoying thing is that he actually looked away again, and once again was confused by his pretending appearance...

The tears of the broken thread fell like a bead, and the solitary art was really sad. Look at this guy actually wood piles generally stand there, but actually come to comfort! The solitary singularity is even more bitter, and it’s a small mouth, and it’s crying.

"Hey, don't cry, crying face is spent, really ugly!" Jun Xie frowned, squinting, so comforting.

"I am going to cry! I want you to control, you, you... Hey... Who are you ugly?!" The girl is most afraid of the word "ugly". It is really unbearable, and the uncle can't bear it! Su Gu Xiaoyi suddenly stopped crying and looked at the evil spirits in a disgusting manner. For a time, the anger rose from the heart, and the evil came to the gallbladder. Suddenly, he grabbed the arm of the evil spirit and opened the cherry mouth. Go up, bite it, then fall off, crying louder and louder.

"嗷呜......." Jun Xie's face muscles twitched, biting his teeth, shouting: "I...fuck!"

Du Gu Xiaoyi stared at him with tears in his eyes and choked: "You...what do you say?" But I didn't hear it clearly. The monarch spreads his hands and licks his teeth and hurts. Du Gu Xiaoyi cried again.

The monarch scratched his head, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands together.

The predecessor of the evil spirits is a killer. I have rarely touched any wind and snow. If there is any demand, it is also real money... Hey, you have two eyes, you have nothing to do with the West. For the girl's mind, I don't understand it at all, and I won't even marry the girl. So even if I see the solitude and crying sad, he really won't be comforting. Simply give up this effort, ignore you, cry and cry!

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If you use this piece of shovel to create a flying knife, it must be invincible! This time it’s really a treasure, although the means are not very bright...

Being intoxicated, suddenly there was a pain in the buttocks, almost hitting the shackles, only listening to the solitude and crying, and rushing out, leaving a tear on the ground.....

It turned out that the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singer

Caressing the buttocks, the evil spirits are somewhat annoyed, but the solitude and fascination has not been seen yet. The evil spirits have breathed a sigh of relief and muttered two sentences: the **** chick! If you fall into my hands, I will go there again and then again, oh...

In fact, although the skill of the evil spirits is still not as good as the solitary art, but if it is really a fight with life, the experience of the solitary little art of the actual combat experience is not the opponent of the evil! But the problem is just right here. The practice of the predecessors of the evil spirits is all fast and embarrassing, killing the killing tricks! And now I am familiar with getting started, no exception. If it is normal to learn from each other, the monarchy will not be able to exert its true strength and will not be optimistic.

Just like the words that Junxie said when he asked him to give directions when he was in the past life: "Don't ask me to give pointers and learn. I will only kill, I won't fight!"

And for the solitary singularity, can you really fight with your life? No matter whether it is family status or personal temper, it is not allowed to kill the evil spirits! What's more, the solitary singular art called "纨绔克星" is also a girl who hates being very kind. Besides, everything only blames the original Jun Moxie too much for the miscellaneous account.

Stand up and look at the shopkeeper: "Boss, if this piece of iron is made into weapons here, can you do a few?"

The old man meditated, said: "This piece of iron, the small shop has been refining once before, to its impurities; if you continue to refine, you can do up to three refining, you can reach the point where the cloud pattern is chilled, if it is made Weapons are bound to be extremely sharp!"

"Can you make iron and mud?"

"No!" The old man’s mouth smashed, and he answered very simply. Cut iron like mud? Little guy, are you listening to the legend?

"Then you actually called the gods' corps? If you can't cut iron like mud, what kind of gods?" The evil spirits blinked, and there was a feeling of deception.

The old man suddenly screamed and yelled: "This son, you are only afraid of misunderstanding, the so-called iron-cutting.... That is basically the legendary characteristics of the gods; let alone, even if it is a first-class God soldiers, but also in the hands of someone can cut iron. Muzi, what you said is even an ordinary person can also cut iron and treasure of the gods, not to mention the store, look at the world is also Nothing."

"Oh? It's justified!" Junxie suddenly remembered a sentence: Infuriating, grass and wood are all sharp swords. I couldn’t help but shake my head, my heart fart, and what should I do with the sword? It is because the fists and feet are not enough.

"Forget it, or I can find a way for myself." Jun Xie sighed: "You let the buddy send me to Junfu."

It turned out to be the goods of the Jun family! No wonder so defeated! The old man promised, wiped the sweat, and thanked the young man, although the young master is embarrassed, but today there is no such thing as a slap in the face, you are willing to find a way to be the best, but it is a pity that this big piece of iron. However, the legendary weapon of the gods, has not seen a single under the heavens! Let me give you this refining is hard to die!

Looking at the back of the evil spirits, the old man’s heart snorted: Just rely on your slut, actually want to cast a knife? ! If it is really possible to refine it, the old man will not walk with his feet, and Laozi will go with the chicken!