Plundering the Heavens

The impression that Li Ying gives people has always been crazy and stupid, and the most evil is the most difficult.

But in fact, he is neither a fool nor a madman.

Since he was born, he has been intriguing with his eight brothers, and he has nothing to do with it. In the end, he alone survived and became a ghost king, so he is actually a very intelligent person and a very calm person. Of course, there is a violent temper, but he learned how to control this violent temper from the beginning of his birth, how can he be influenced by it?

However, their ghost country is strange and inconceivable, coupled with the way of doing things, only to teach people to look like a group of madmen. Of course, he is particularly reluctant to admit that he is himself. Long is really like a fool.

Another point is that the clever Li Ying has long discovered that he is a stupid and crazy person, and he is extremely beneficial to himself. Anyone will give up three points, that is, the emperor’s family who is the secret emperor, met. I myself, there is some faint meaning of tolerance. In front of others, in front of the emperor’s family, you can’t dare to lick your ears and touch the awkward tits. He can.

However, the crazy and stupid Li Ying, this time was beaten back to the original shape.

Because this Daxueshan disciple from the next generation is too fierce and too overbearing, the sturdy strength of the son Ling Li makes it difficult for Li Ying to consider what he should do. After all, this big snow mountain guy, When I really put out a pair of strengths to compete with myself, but Li Ying did not dare to really compete with him, because it is too worthless.

These outstanding junior monks often mastered some forces beyond their age and exerted those forces. Even if they were only in the early stage of the foundation, they could explode the strengths that made the foundations of the foundations jealous, but only those who used them. Power often comes at a price. In comparison, the exhaustion of spiritual power is even the least costly consequence.

Li Ying has felt that the strength of Fang Xing is extremely fierce. Even if I have used the secret law of the ghost country, I am afraid that only half of them will take him in half, but I am afraid that I will immediately take off, within two or three days. It’s not good to fight against others. It’s just that you are full of enemies. Far away, just around the basin, I don’t know how many people have been offended by him.

If it is once force. I don't know how many people will use him as a water dog.

There is a jealousy in my heart, and Li Ying does not have a plan to live and die with the party. It is just that he is in front of him, and the ghost slave who killed him is also down. He even killed his ghost, but he has to I vented my anger, but it was just a vent of anger. Under normal circumstances, I shouldn’t have to go through a few tricks. I can’t easily take the other side. Just leave two words to stop?

It is obvious that this **** has been bullied to his head. How can he not end up indefinitely?

In a fashionable saying, Li Ying is really a dog at this time.

"You tell the young master why your little devil grimaced at me? Tell me!"

The side of the party is surrounded by gold and black, and the anger is not diminished. The more powerful the scent is, the more sturdy it is, and it is not to be overwhelmed.

That looks, it is clear that Li Ying does not give a confession, it is necessary to display the strongest magical powers to play.

Li Ying’s heart is reluctant, and she is not willing to show her weakness. Sen Ran said: "People have been killed by you, and what are you saying?"

"Dead... oh, then I will let him go!"

Fang’s face sank and said: “But there is your ghost. Why did he shoot at me? I have to say it clearly!”

Li Ying bit his teeth: "Is he not dead yet?"

"fart!"

Party and drink: "Is it dead?"

Li Ying is almost going crazy, and the bite of the teeth is slamming: "What about you?"

Fang Xing sneered: "Little Master is asking you to remember, you have offended me!"

Li Ying gave a slight glimpse, and a strange feeling in his heart rose.

It’s really fresh, it’s so big, it seems that for the first time, someone reminded me that he had made a hateful thing with himself. I changed someone else, but I was eager to forget this hate immediately, but he reacted very quickly. He realized that this was a good opportunity to stop. He had no expression on his face but immediately answered: "Good. This is a matter of fact, let's be clear!"

"There is kind of you don't escape, or I will chase the ghost country, but also send you another shot!"

Fang Xing pointed to Li Ying, who said incomparably.

A sigh of anger, almost want to fight with him again, no one dared to insult himself in this life.

But as soon as I remembered the other party’s unstoppable strength, Li Ying died and gritted and endured.

Desperately, this kind of thing is that the smarter people are more disadvantaged. When fighting with others, they are all crazy and foolish, forcing others to retreat, but when they meet this Da Xueshan disciple, Li Ying has to temporarily retreat. .

It’s just that my heart has secretly vowed to find an opportunity to make this guy die!

"Hey..."

A golden light, a **** man, each flew back to his area, the result, so that the repairs are very different.

Looking at the momentum of these two people, the monks thought that they would divide you and die before the opportunity appeared. This is also the result that the monks are most willing to see. After all, the two men have lost both sides, so that everyone can be cheap, just I didn't expect that they would stop in the middle of the road. It made many people feel uncomfortable when they arrived. Of course, they were absolutely afraid to show up on their faces.

Vaguely, the space around the carriage is bigger, no one dares to approach.

If the square line of the previous one is still the sword of the Daxueshan secret of one of the two singers of the West Desert, the current line can already be played with the ghost king. Whoever dares to provoke a freak that doesn’t fall into the wind?

"Fang brother, thank you Fang brother..."

When the disciples of the Wanluoyuan saw the return of the party, they gathered together to salute and worship the gods.

In their eyes, Fang Fang is indeed like a **** at this time.

Compared with the cold-blooded inflammation that is being smashed by a ghost under the singer, what is the prestige of Fang Jiu, who is chasing Li Ying? If you have followed such a brother who built the foundation early, probably the disciples of the Wan Luoyuan will not be abandoned by the prince Chu Huang so early, but they can go in and explore the highest in the deepest part of the mysterious domain. The spirit of the opportunity to move.

Nowadays, this group of people who are going to fight for this place, regardless of the harvest, are looking for a way to leave the Wanluo disciple. They are already wondering if they want to follow the side, then turn their heads into the depths of Xuanyu and seek more. The chance is.

"Hey, don't rush to salute, I don't recognize the teacher, but I don't recognize you."

Fang Xing smiled and reached out to stop this group of Wan Luoyuan disciples who saluted themselves.

Everyone stayed for a while, and they looked at each other. I don’t know what it means to do it.

"Fang Shixiong, are you angry? We just didn't come to see you? Or are we angry? We didn't know anything before, and sinned you? If you have a large number of adults, you will forgive us. In Wanluo, we are really I don't know about you... I don't know how you are wise, but in the past, it was the cold brother... The cold inflammation blocked us and won't let us come and see..."

Someone is alive, and bitterly pleads with the side.

When he took the lead, others immediately followed: "Yeah, Fang brother, you have a lot of adults, forgive us this time!"

"The younger brother is now recognizing the situation. Later, I am willing to take the lead of the Chinese brothers..."

"In this mysterious domain, the younger brother has taken resources and is willing to be handed over to the divisional brother..."

For a time, all the words, behind the body, are flattering faces.

The party listened impatiently and sneered: "You are sure that the emperor's home is a slogan to kill me..."

Only in such a sentence, the disciples of the Wan Luo Luo were suddenly silenced, face to face, no one answered.

They are not stupid, they are clearly separated by the big toes. The emperor’s Taoist and the ghost country prince are even more terrible. Although this party brother has played a few rounds with the ghost king prince, he does not fall into the wind, but he encountered the Taoist family’s Tao. ......

This reaction, as early as expected, sneered, and said: "The Ming people do not say slang, I am too lazy to save you this group of bastards, just do it, just because the ghost country's little ghost rushed to me Grimace, annoyed the little master, but look at the face of Wan Luo, you want to ask for the blessing of the young master, it is not impossible, but it costs a price!"

"What... what is the price?"

Someone stuttered and asked, it seemed very embarrassing.

"Three percent!"

Fang Xing extended his fingers, bent two fingers, but stood three, his eyes glanced at the disciples of the Wan Luo Luo, and sneered: "I promise you that before entering this opportunity, no one will provoke, but also ensure You will be sent to the location of this opportunity as quickly as possible, but the condition is, I want you to get 30% of all the opportunities you get from it. Is this not too much?"

The disciples of the Wanluoyuan face each other and silenced, seemingly hesitant.

When I saw the situation, my heart was even more annoyed. I sneered directly: "To tell the truth, you have to be 30%. It is already the lowest price that Xiaoye has ever opened in this life. You think that with your group of bastards, there will be Is such a big face left 70% in front of Xiaoye? That 70% is that I passed your hand and repaid the old man of Wanluo. It’s your luck!”

The disciples of the Wanluoyuan heard the words, and they all looked awkward and bowed their heads.

Fang Xing slowly took out the gourd, poured a sip of wine, and sneered: "Add another sentence, the ghost of the blood baby set by the ghost baby, it is not a thing for Xiaoye, I have a way to get rid of this The curse of the curse..."

Fang Xingxiao laughed, holding a dark red Dan Pill in his hand and shaking in front of the disciples of the Wan Luo Luo.

For a time, let alone the disciples of the Wan Luoyuan, the monks who surrounded the **** mantras also cast their eyes on them. (To be continued.)