Ye Xiaofan thought he was deaf, but Su Kangle's words clearly fell into Ye Xiaofan's ears.

Ye Xiaofan exploded as soon as he heard it. He was seven feet tall Three feet A man of two and a half feet would not escape in public, but the whole Maple Leaf City was behind him.

"Fart, old man Su, how can I be a deserter?"

"My eyes have been shaken out. Three elders, stop quickly, or the little beast will explode."

Ye Xiaofan rolled to the foot of mozhile, holding his small head, turning his white eyes, and making all kinds of miserable calls in his mouth.

"This big brother, stop it. My baby is wrong. If it goes on like this, my baby will explode!"

"It's so painful, my baby is so painful. Help me, save my little boy!"

"Ah

Ye Xiaofan once raised his mouth, flashed a sneer, continued to hold the small head, rolled up, and rolled toward the devil Zhile.

When ye Xiaofan hears the prompt sound of the system, all the pain in the body disappears in an instant.

"Congratulations to the host for understanding the evil wind roaring into human bones (endless howling of unjust spirits, torturing the mind, piercing the ears, wind of yin and evil, destroying human flesh and bones, being able to tear the enemy alive into blood mist.)"

"Shenwujing starts, immune to all damage!"

"Ding Dong!"

Mo Zhile relaxed his vigilance against Ye Xiaofan, who was rolling in front of him. Even the Yuan Ying master of the same level could not block his skill, not to mention Ye Xiaofan, a little fart child.

The purpose of his trip is to catch Ye Xiaofan back and study Ye Xiaofan. If ye Xiaofan turns into a blood mist, what will he take to study it.

Mo Zhile looks at Ye Xiaofan, who is struggling to roll at his feet not far from his feet. With this move, he collects the screams of countless wronged souls and the piercing wind. As long as people do not bear the torture, they will "bang" into blood mist.

"Roll away, roll slowly. I hope your bones can block these attacks, or you will be destroyed. What a great loss it will be."

All around the evil wind into the bones, ye Xiaofan's bones seem to be cut by a knife in general pain, the voice of the ghost in his ear is more intense, so that ye Xiaofan is rolling on the ground with his small head in his arms.

"Meat Blood You see I'm dying so badly, let me have a bite! "

"Jie Jie How miserable I died "

" whew

When ye Xiaofan saw mozhile's look, he felt a sense of foreboding in his heart. As soon as his white / tender short legs softened, he fell to the ground with a splash and slid towards the devil Zhile.

"Er..."

Magic Zhile saw Ye Xiaofan running over unexpectedly, and immediately gave out a sinister laugh, disdaining to say: "Jie Jie Jie Do you think this is over, little beast

Ye Xiaofan's face flushed, carrying a piercing scream, facing the fierce wind rushed to the magic Zhile in front of him.

"Three elders, stop. This level is enough. Even if the child is abnormal again, it will take some time to recover."

Mo Zan Yue and others see ye Xiaofan's rolling eyes, and they think ye Xiaofan is going to blow up, and they quickly dissuade him.

They didn't come here to kill Ye Xiaofan. Ye Xiaofan's value is too great. Only by taking Ye Xiaofan back and using the magic weapons in the Shinto and studying his whole body and soul, can ye Xiaofan's value be brought into full play.

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