The Legend of Douba Resurrection

In fact, Medusa had already been empty for a long time at this time, and she was thinking why her little guy took so long to deal with that trash young suzerain?

Do you want to run over this annoying white hair right now, and go over there to see how the little guy is doing?

But the little guy is a very proud person, well, forget it, I still choose to believe in his strength and wait for him here.

When Medusa was troubled in her heart, the movements of her hands also increased subconsciously, and the white hair she twitched was in pain.

"I'm going to die, why is the strength and frequency increasing again? The old man feels like he's about to hit the street."

"Old man, I haven't enjoyed the infinite love between men and men. I still have to go back to see my little red. His muscles are very strong."

The white-haired fighting king secretly groaned.

The white-haired Dou Wang bared his teeth in the air, and looked at Medusa, who had been sitting on a branch for a long time, and complained secretly: "This girl... no, this old woman is not deaf, right? Even the old man said no. Dare to run away again, why is she still slapping this old man?"

"Old man, I am also a dignified two-star fighting king, okay? I don't want to lose face, old man?"

"Although you don't want to lose face, the old man is a person who has no face. Well, you can also say that you are a shameless person, but you let me go! How dare you let go of me? ?!!"

"If it weren't for the old man not being able to beat you, the old man would have killed you, an old witch, with one punch. Hmph! You should be lucky that the old man can't beat you."

The white hair may have been whipped by the energy whip for too long, resulting in blurred consciousness and unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

What I was thinking in my heart unexpectedly yelled out.

"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts! Old witch, do you dare to let me go!!"

The white-haired fighting king suddenly roared with all his strength.

"What the hell... No, why did I suddenly say it out loud by accident??"

The white-haired Dou Wang said in a daze, his calf had already started to feel weak.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I'm afraid I'm going to die.

The white-haired fighting king thought.

Sure enough...Medusa, who was still emptying herself just now, suddenly came back to her senses. Facts have proved that the perception of the strong in the Douzong realm is still very keen.

The focus of Medusa, which was still a little scattered, gathered together in an instant, turning from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic.

A pair of purple charming eyes looked at a certain white fur that was jumping up and down on the field, and Medusa suddenly showed a bright smile that could turn all living beings upside down.

Of course, in the eyes of the white-haired Douwang, this smile is not a confounding sentient being, but an ominous sign of his death.

"Looks like a tired guy just called me an 'old hag'."

Medusa quietly clenched her two fair fists and murmured.

Originally, women are very sensitive to their own age.And Medusa, as a beautiful snake who has lived for hundreds of years, is more sensitive to age after being with Xiao Yan.

No, it should be said that you can't mention it, no one, including herself!

ps: The third update~ The pastries given by relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year are too much to eat. You can wrap some flour and egg liquid and fry them in a pan, especially? (′? `?) times.

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But now, right now!

How dare someone mention his age in front of him!

How dare you call me an "old witch"!

Oh, are you afraid that you want to die?There's always someone who thinks they've lived long enough!

"Shh!"

Medusa appeared on the field in a flash.

"Oh, Baimao, you don't know anything about power."

Medusa smiled while looking at the white hair on the field.

Behind Medusa, a seven-color energy pistol that is nearly ten times larger than the previous one is slowly taking shape, and a heart-pounding energy fluctuation is slowly emanating from it.

"Gollum."

Looking at the energy ponytail that was thicker than his waist and gradually taking shape, the white-haired fighting king silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, I was wrong! Please spare my life!"

The white-haired fighting king resisted the urge to collapse to the ground and shouted in a crying voice.

"Shh!"

A beam of colorful light slammed down on the white-haired Dou Wang's head.

"boom!"

The smoke dissipated, and a nearly [-]-meter-long horizontal road ran through the ground.

"Chirp!"

A giant purple shadow swiftly streaked across the sky, appearing above the edge of the forest in the blink of an eye.

"Color scales."