Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

Feng Jingyu looked at the scarlet scorpion and couldn't control the mausoleum that he had madly killed to kill the surrounding creatures. Finally, one day, he made a decision that was particularly difficult for him.

He will return to the Jiujie with the bones and bones.

He is going to find the person he hates the most.

He wants him to return the sorrow of the mausoleum, even if he agrees to the conditions of humiliating and humiliating the country, he must also let the sacred bones get back to the sorcerer.

This madman who is ignorant and only knows **** is not his sweetheart. It is not the one who single-handedly broke into the West Palace of the Wutong Shenling, and arrogantly, picking the chin and asking him to hand over the Lingdan’s small general for three days. It has passed.

After Feng Sanyu’s nest in the tree for three days, she finally got the spirit, jumped out of the bush, and turned into a human figure. The young and beautiful West Phoenix was wearing a red dress with gold rims, a fire mark on the forehead and a long hair. The comb is very smooth. He also made a special trip to the river, facing the river and taking care of himself, fearing that there was nothing wrong with it. After all, he is going to see it.

Feng Jingyu went to the North Liangwang Palace, and then he went to the door, and Han Su stopped the way. Han Su Nai is the first big strategist around Yu Huaiqi. He has not made any suggestions for Yu Huai in the past few years. Feng Jingyu looked at his widowed face and felt that his heart was not happy.

Good dogs don't block. "Feng Jingyu is eager to see the tomb and bones, and the speech is very indifferent. Han Su is a faint saying: "Why should the West Phoenix be anxious? Early disappointment and late disappointment are not much different. Feng Jingyu was shocked and said: "What do you say?

Han Su did not intend to continue to talk about it. He lifted his cockroach and smiled at Feng Yuyu. He said: "Xihuang can hear a sentence and marry someone else? I hope that Xihuang can get paid. I hope that I will not stand on the side of the West Phoenix. What do you mean by this fucking? "Feng Jing Yu grabbed Han Su’s collar and glared at him. After a moment, he kicked Han Su. He turned to the ground and strode toward the palace. Han Su snorted and was snorted, shook his head and climbed up. He said: "It’s really a hot temper, and it’s a good heart.

Feng Jingyu was both a heart-hearted and an angry person who turned into a firebird and rushed toward the palace. His heart was uneasy, and he remembered the mausoleum that was still in the hands of Yu Huai, who was in the moment when he handed the tomb of the tomb to the hand. I have already regretted it. How can he hand over the sacred bones to the hands of those who are unpredictable and unconscionable? How does Huaihuai treat the tombs, and Feng Jingyu simply does not dare to add the words above Han Su

晏怀臻! You gave me the tomb of the mausoleum!\"Feng Jingyu did not reach the temple, he let go of the scorpion, and released the fire, for his power forward, banging the door of the palace Booming. Feng Jing Yu just turned into a human figure and wanted to take the opportunity to rush in, first give the other party a Mawei count, suddenly, a same fierce and powerful instinct, back from the hall, actually squatting Thunder and smashing, the fires were rushed out, and the silver light stepped on, like a meteor.

The stars are a little bit, and they are smashing, and the phoenixes are forced to retreat quickly and fall into the long steps outside the palace.

Feng Jingyu’s heart suddenly jumped. He looked up and looked up. Before the heavy black stone rubble and the glass-cast palace, a man with a tall black hair and a black soft armor holding a **** gun was looking against the light. Holding him. Feng Jingyu opened his mouth and his brain was blank. He was a one-handed supporter. After a while, he slowly stood up and stood up.

He stood on the steps and stood in front of the palace.

The two are one high and one low, one on the other, facing each other.

However, one person’s shackles are repressed excitement, and the other’s shackles are actually smothering “You...you are recovering.” Feng Jingyu’s heart is happy, even though he was almost insured by the tomb. Injury, but the repair of the mausoleum back to the past, it means that his soul has also returned. However, the phoenix's excitement is quite different. The mausoleum is very cold, the lips are scorned, and the **** gun is raised. The sword is pointed straight and pointed at the Feng Jingyu. It is the forbidden land of the Northern Liang Palace. Even though the West Phoenix is ​​the owner of the Western world, it is always polite to come to other people’s sites.

Feng Jingyu’s footsteps were slightly up, and he looked up at the mausoleum and said: “You make me feel polite to you? Is he a thing, and it is worthy of my respect?”

The mausoleum was a little colder, and blinked and said: "I respect you as the West Phoenix, and let you know a little bit, not to listen to you to devalue my master, come to be a guest, West From the far side of the phoenix, it should have been treated with courtesy, but the guests are with the Lord. If the guest does not respect the Lord, he does not have to pay respects.

Feng Jingyu’s golden red scorpion is getting more and more heavy, but his footsteps are accelerating a few points. When he strides to the front of the mausoleum, his head is shorter than the sacred bone, so if the distance is too close, if If you want to have an imposing manner, you need to raise your face and come to the mausoleum. What disease do you make crazy? Feng Jingyu squats at the tomb and says: "Why are you waiting for you, do you still have it now? I don't know? He removed your soul. When you become a scorpion, you try to turn you into a madman who is only murderous. It is a smile, saying: "Your arsenic, my honey, how do you know? I am not willing to pay for him.

Feng Jingyu stared incredulously at the smile of the sloping mausoleum

"I am as sweet as it is." "Ling Chi Bing took up the **** gun, said lightly. "His Royal Highness, since the king said it for three days, it is three days. There will be no more than one day." During the speech, Yu Huaiqi has already walked out of the temple. He is wearing a formal dress and a beautiful appearance. With a smile that must be won, standing beside the tomb of the mausoleum, raise a hand, put it on the shoulder of the tomb, and lean back toward the mausoleum, so that it is very relative.

Ling Chi Bone also allowed the other party to do physical contact with him, and even picked the eyebrows of the side, which is like a very enjoyable. Feng Jingyu’s eyes are like knives, and it’s like screaming and swearing. What did you do to him?"

Return his sorcerer to him. "Wu Huai smiled and said: "I thought that A bone was with you for so long, and you waited for him after the saddle horse. He had to be a bit warm to you. He didn't expect it, after he returned to the soul, he Actually, it is necessary to continue to follow the king, and the king is helpless. Feng Jingyu’s hair should be burnt, and he said with anger: “You are awkward! What kind of hands and feet did you move to him? The mausoleum is not an idiot fool, he can never continue to follow you.” Can't say that. \"晏怀臻 is not angry and laughs, said: "A bone memory is intact, how can I move to him? And, this is his own choice, and what is it with others? I honor you. Xihuang, but it is because you have taken care of my bones for so long. If you are rude to the king, then the king is angry." I am!" "Feng Jingyu snorted, The eyeballs are like to spurt fire, saying: "You are a wolf-hearted dog, if not you are moving your hands on the bones, if not you...

Feng Jing Yu, you don't want to be like a shrew here. \"Ling Chi Brow frowns, a flash of disgusting color

Feng Jingyu was shocked and saddened. He looked at the mausoleum in an incredible way. He said, "You, you actually said that I was sloppy? The mausoleum, do you have a conscience?"

Ling Chi Bone stared at Feng Jing Yu: "I miss you when I was saved in distress, but your kindness, I will repay it in the future, but I am now a true Wang Chenzi, you are in front of me, insulting On the Lord, as a courtier, I can't stand by. Feng Xiangyu and Ling Chi Bone are familiar and strange scorpions, and they are shocked to see that the tens of thousands of soldiers in the northern Xinjiang have singled out their 30,000-year-old generals. It’s really back.

Ling Chigu said: "When the West Phoenix leaves the Western world for a long time, the Western world has been torn apart. The Wings are in power and chaos. The West Phoenix has this leisure time to be a guest in the North, but it is better to calm down the internal chaos. Said: "I have already said that on the day I went to the mountains to seek medicine, I have already said that I can be friends with Xihuang, but I can never become a Taoist.

Ling Chi Bone said: "Of course, if it is Xihuang, I want to save my life, and I will follow the example of my family. I am reluctant, but I will not refuse.

It’s just that the mausoleum hesitated a point. It’s very difficult to say: “I still want to take the king first, and I’m afraid that I will be left out of the West Phoenix.”

Enough!" "Feng Jing Yu's heart was greatly shocked. He suddenly shot his hand toward the red bones of the mausoleum. He took the mountain and the sea," he tried to break the heart and the heart, along with the rapidly retreating mausoleum. Rushed out. In this world, you can pierce the heart, except for the sharp edge, only words. What else is more painful than these hurtful people? Feng Jingyu feels sad and desperate.

He almost gave his life to the mausoleum. He accompanied him all the way and struggled. In order to find the scattered souls, he went to all the hard places, and he tried everything. He thought that he would not speak. Always inseparable from the mausoleum behind him, after all, he found his good, even if he doesn’t like him, he always has to be polite.

Is he too greedy?

Feng Jingyu was gradually condensed into a transparent tear in one eyelid. However, this tear has not yet fallen, and it has been turned into steam. He is a flamingo. In his heyday, he could not fall into tears. The back of the mausoleum smashed into the palace wall, and the ensuing slap in the palm of his hand was rubbing his left rib and hitting the wall of the thick black brick tile.

The stone was worn out, and the cracks were broken. The rubble and rubble were like being beaten by huge waves. The wall that stretched for several feet was actually flying backwards. It was a palm that destroyed a small half of the Beiliang Palace.

Feng Jingyu's heart was split, and a blood spurted out and landed on the chest of the tomb. The nails of the mausoleum suddenly broke into the palm of his hand and almost penetrated into the bone. His pupil suddenly shrank, and he couldn’t help but raise his hand to carry this person into his arms.

However, he can't.

not the right time yet.