The Secret of the Seal

w "Not bad, really good!" Zhao Weihu looked at Wenqishan up and down, praised in his mouth, but his eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

"The surname of Zhao, you ... you do not do bad things, you must not die!" Wen Qishan looked at Zhao Weihu, and his heart hated the extreme. But I can't help myself. I can't do anything with people. Besides hate, Wen Qishan's heart is full of incomparable frustration.

"Ha ha ha... Wenqishan, you have done a lot of good things, is a well-recognized person in the entire three saints, but haven't seen you any good end? Oh... I don't want to die in the end. , then you have to wait until later, but you Wenqishan, today you have to 138 reading 蛧 Baidu search ""

"You..." Zhao Weihu’s words swayed Wenqi’s body, and he spurted a blood arrow.

All of this fell in the eyes of Wen Yuan, and almost let his heartache burst into tears. The turbid tears sprang from the eyelids and ran across the gullies on his face. Ke Wenyuan did not rush to save Wenqishan, but worked hard to support Huang Xiuze, a word of words "Yellow, I take you away!" [

Huang Xiuze was taken aback and turned to look at Wenyuan. The face was amazed. "Wen Yuan, what do you say? How can we leave Qishan alone and flee?" The latest novel Baidu search ""

Wen Yuan clenched his teeth, and God's "color" was determined. Shen Shen "death for Huang Ye, this is the glory of Qishan! As a father, I am proud of him!"

"Wen Yuan, you..." After listening to Wen Yuan’s words, Huang Xiuze’s tears were so spurting, but he couldn’t even say a word.

"Yellow, let's go!" Wen Yuanqiang resisted the sorrow in his heart, and took Huang Xiuze to step away.

Zhao Weihu’s Yu Guangyu arrived, and his face immediately passed a stunned color, and he had to catch up when he pulled out. It’s hard to get Huang Xiuze’s “forced” here, and if he let him go, Zhao Weihu’s vomiting blood is dead.

"The surname of Zhao, your grandfather has not died yet!" Zhao Weihu just moved, Wen Qishan immediately stopped.

Zhao Weihu frowned, looking at Wenqishan's swinging body like a candle in the wind, and said, "Do you have a "hair" disease in your brain? You have become a virtue, and want to stop me? I ask you What are you based on?"

"I don't rely on anything, just one loyalty, two darings!" Wenqishan looked stunned and looked awkward, apparently has thrown life and death into the clouds.

"Since you don't know how to live and die, why should I pity your life?" Zhao Weihu frowned, his face swept over a haze, and raised his palm.

Just as Zhao Weihu’s heart slammed and the palm of his hand was going to fall, Huang Xiuze’s roar suddenly rang. “Give me a hand!”

Zhao Weihu looked back and saw Huang Xiuze striding over. The Wenyuan on the side kept obstructing persuasion, but Huang Xiuze was a resolute look, and he did not listen.

"Yellow, you..." Seeing Huang Xiuze's initiative to come over, Wen Qishan was also shocked and shouted with his eyes narrowed.

Huang Xiuze swayed his hand and said, "Qishan, your father and son can give up for my life, and I can't help you to die for your generosity?"

Wen Yuan is also moved and anxious. "Huang Ye, how can you say this? Our "sex" life can be compared with your "sex" life? The "sex" life of dozens of millions of people of the three saints, It’s all on your own, what are we counting?”

Wenqishan is also excited to shout, "Yellow, my father said yes! I Wenqishan even if it is dead, will also stop the surname Zhao, you and my father to escape!"

The more Wenqishan said, the more determined Huang Shouze was, the more he waved his hand, not let Wen Qishan go on, turned to look at Zhao Weihu, and said coldly, "The surname of Zhao, the person you want to kill is me, the text My father and son are letting go, I will dispose of you!"

Zhao Weihu sneered a sneer, the faint road "Huang Xiuze, you are now in my hand, what qualifications to negotiate with me? You are dying, this man and son can not stay!"

"You! Are you really going to kill you?" Huang Xiuze was so angry that he asked with a sigh.

Zhao Weihu's cold road "For many years, although I was nominally the patriarch of the three saints, I was temperate everywhere. In the final analysis, you are Huang Xiaze who is against me. A long time ago, I was already figuring out how to uproot you. From now on, I only hated me. I still didn’t have enough strength! I finally gave me such an opportunity. I will let it go. I don’t know how to get rid of it. Who knows if Zhang Jianze will come out again in the future? So, don't blame me, it's all God!"[

"Hey! You are going to take Huang Ye, I am fighting with your surname Zhao!" The words have already said this, Wen Qishan has no hope for Zhao Weihu again, and he slams into the body and slams into Zhao Weihu. past.

"Son, you are proud of you!" Wen Yuan burst into a sigh, grabbed Huang Xiuze's hand, and could not help but turn around and escape.

"Here is Shangdefeng, there are people from all over Cai, who can you escape?" Zhao Weihu was scornfully glanced at the three people, single-handedly, only listening to the bang, the flying text Qishan, just like hitting a mirror, he bounced back.

At the same time, Zhao Weihu’s hand swelled up, and an invisible force sprang up. In the blink of an eye, he hit the back of Wenyuan’s back and straightened Wenyuan’s forward. Zhang Zhiyuan.

Wen Yuan spit out a blood arrow, and did not care about the painful pain that the body had uploaded. He immediately slammed up and prepared to save Huang Xiuze, but it was still a late step. When he turned around, Huang Xiuze’s neck was already lying. Zhao Weihu's palms.

At the same time, the two men of the Wen family were eager, and each of them issued a fierce slogan "The surname of Zhao, immediately put Huang Ye!"

Zhao Weihu shook his head and looked at the father and son with sarcasm. The faint road "I really don't understand. What do you think of your father and son, I will listen to you?"

"You... if you dare to hurt Huang Ye, we... our father and son will entangle with you in the end, not endless!" When Wen Yuan said this, his heart was really faint, with Zhao Weihu’s cultivation, they were afraid There is really no qualification for dealing with him.

Zhao Weihu sneered a sneer, and he did not pay any attention to Wen Yuan’s swearing words. He looked at Huang Xiuze in a cold look. “I originally wanted to hand you over to Cai Ye. Maybe Cai can still make you an article. Come on. But I can't wait that long, think about it, or decide to send you to see the king now!"

Huang Xiuze snorted and glared at him. "If you want to kill, kill, how many nonsense do you do? In the king of the king, I will fight for you a good position, then let's fight!"

"I am afraid that you have to wait for a long time." Zhao Weihu said with a smile.

"I don't think so! Maybe you have to go to the prince to report it today!" Zhao Weihu's voice just fell, Fu Yanshan's cold as if chilling voices turned up. m