King's Dimensional Journey

"Um……"

It opened and was ready to slam the door.

Wutiao Wuhui suddenly became afraid of Qilai.

I don't want to linger on the memory of those new things I saw, but Di Jia was afraid, afraid that Wang Mu would never be used to seeing such empty wards.I am afraid that I will see you, but my only wish is to visit this good-for-nothing who is so beautiful.

Driven by fear, it stretched out its palm as if it had run out of resources.

Pull the sleeves of Wang Mu's clothes.

The strength seems to be young and weak, but it makes it easy for Wang Mu, who has turned the city into scorched earth, to stop in his footsteps.

"Please, Ni... stay here for a while." It begged.

It was not long before Wang Muzhen Hospital came here, but it also came secretly.

It's enough to let the tired sleeper sleep, and the body feels cramped in the sick room.

Wang Mu didn't fall into 1.4, it's just that his younger brother saw it, and Wu Tiaowuhui also had some feelings of dependence on him.It's like what kind of child is lonely and tortures what kind of child.

Do everything possible to gain Wu Tiaowuhui's trust, and take it to the hospital...

At night, it was written by Wang Muxuan and also by some family members in Guanbu City.

The area away from the hospital is closer to the abandoned building area, so there is no traffic at night, it is close to the two bustling streets next door.

After crossing the bridge, Wang Mu stopped on the other side of the river bank.

It is a man of tall stature, probably in his thirties or forties, with a serious face, full of talents who challenge the eternal and unsolved propositions. Shade.

It remained silent, Clover Saint was neither fierce nor resentful, but just watched Wang Mu quietly.

"Heh, what day is today... I will meet you at this time now."

Wang Mu showed a dangerous smile.

"...Ara Ye Soren." There was almost no story, but it revolved around the two people.King's Dimensional Journey

Chapter 366 Pain

One is the two ceremonies of the same age.

The other one is Huang Ye Zonglian who has no identity behind the scenes.

Even the monks of the Taizong sect have mediocre technical qualifications, but they do not have a handful of skills, their origins are still, and they are monsters who live to be two hundred years old.

My original wish was to save mankind. After witnessing the massacre and destruction brought about by the war, I would like to save everyone's honesty forever, and I will never see all kinds of evil Questioning whether human beings have no value in saving is ultimately the only way to find the root cause to solve this problem.

Just like Emiya Kiritsugu, she is a person who loves and hates others.

Perhaps it is a bit stronger to say that it is Emiya Kiritsugu.Although it creates all kinds of tragedies, there is some kind of righteousness, but it is an act of kindness: to give Wu Tiao Wuhui the power to realize his wishes, to heal the weak and broken spines of Fujino's violence , so that the pure and pure love story and the two ceremonies stand on the same side.

However, it has some time now and it should be now...

After Pianzhizhi, Wang Muxi was blocked from the road, and Ye Zonglian 08 was in the middle of the road.

"Ru 哬哬亼. You 哬哬倁噵 噵啊字."

Its voice was distressed, and its tone was like asking, but not speaking, it was just talking, Wang Mu hesitated and answered that it was within the scope of its consideration.

"Who is going to lie down here, but who is lying down here?"

"Which is not the same as the Buddha's spirituality, but also the words, it is by no means ordinary--well, I think it's not simple, it's burning It's just a little bit of a hindrance." It's like a machine, and it's too much to say.

"Isn't that simple? Interfering?... Ha."

Wang Mu made a sarcasm and said contemptuously.

"Ara Ye Zonglian, is she too stern? Now, which way is the right way for me to respect you? If you don't kill me now, don't destroy me. It’s okay.”

For a time, cleaning up the arrogance and letting some run away.

Don't blame Wang Mu, it's a stalk and it's so close to being a saint, what kind of thing is there in the Huangyelian sect, it's also called an obstacle?

"Ni is not worthy."

Contemptuous, Ye Zonglian didn't feel the regret of being humiliated, but still had such a face of dying and disappearing.

"...What is it? Ni'er knows how to use these words, but I don't know how to use them. After the comparison of the numbers, Niu's weight is relatively low. This proves that Ninny insists on being strong."

It was Wang Mu's words of condolence, but Ye Zonglian stood up to him and responded to him, so who knows what kind of fear this young man has.

The oppression of the sun is also an insult compared to the Buddha.

Let the holy spirits go away--

Curb your palms?Shishiba's plan for competing for the first time encounters some strong obstructions...

But Ye Zonglian didn't flinch.Its life, its soul, its meaning, its meaning, and its desires, will be broken into pieces, but there is no one health activity, which ultimate goal it wants crawl.

"Do you want to give way? Huh."

Not talking nonsense, Wang Mu took a step forward.

Maybe it's better to kill Ye Zonglian now, but I have never imitated it in this way—just give it a half-killed training material.

When it was still clear, the cloud began to quickly gather, and a few Thunder Snakes galloped around indiscriminately, following Wang Mu's footsteps intensified.

Meka's power is limited, and the range is now suppressed. There is only so much left, and even a small amount of coverage can be lost to a certain extent. .

It is indeed enough to deal with Araya Soren.

The monks of the Taizong sect noticed the strangeness, and the faces that changed so much finally revealed a sense of surprise.

"... Manipulating the body?"

This is also different from the range of magicians and other experts, and I have never heard of such an issue.

"Come on, it's no wonder why I'm standing up and lying down..."

Araya Zonglian's tone of voice was not completely fanatical: "The extension of the root, the touch of Gaia, and the roots of the saints. Niu stands up and lies down, proving that this road is the way to go." All the gnats lead to..."

boom.

Araya Soren didn't say anything, the thick thunder snake with a bucket descended out of the dark clouds.

"Heju, Vajra, Snake, Dai, Dingjing, Huangxian—!"

After living two hundred years, Huangye Zonglian definitely should not waste his time in vain. The golden and six-year-old knots of the Vatican instantly appeared in other circles, and closely protected the monks.

Thunderbolts are strong, but Wang Mu's mission is to ignite lightning after all, and Ye Zonglian stands on the top of the knot at this stage should be ignited.

Paralyzed by thunder and lightning, Huang Ye Zonglian stretched out her palm.

"Su-!"

"Bull"

No matter what level of skill, Wang Mulian's defense is not necessary, and he needs to clean up his defense and play better.

Just like the credibility of the words of Zeng Jiarong Ye Zonglian, there is a scar behind it, whether there is no holy material or no chakra.

As soon as Monk Shengji reflected and reacted, Wang Mu moved to the side of it, regardless of which side had not dissipated the thunder and lightning, he waved it with his palm.

Who are these giants?

In the sixth-floor area, some knots and paper-pasted scars were smashed by Wang Muman's men, and the relics of the holy monk's relics buried in the holy monk's relics were overthrown.

The right arm was broken when he resisted, the ribs were broken, and the internal organs were partially damaged——

Bang!

Huang Yezong Lianbei Wang Mu flew away and broke a street lamp. The wall made of stones blocked it, but the wall was covered with cracks.

"Uh...cough."

Araya Zonglian spat out, but her face did not show any pain.

"Why don't you kill me... Sheng Huang."

The opponent has the absolute power to kill you instantly.

Since it is the obstruction of restraint, how can it be regarded as the 530 game will also kill the talent, is it also a mistake?

"Yu Sakai is quite strong..."

Which one of its strikes is more powerful than that of Araya Zonglian.

Wang Mu moved his wrist with one palm, and looked at it to show his enlightenment. How long?/p>

"You still have a little bit of trouble with me, and now I want to kill you, I'm so sorry. I've passed Wu Tiao Wuhua to take over the palm, and I suggest you stay away from it. Empress Zhi ... Heh, it's time to wait and see."

The demise and demise of the two ceremonies, the ambivalent ones, the awakening of pure emotions, the temptations of the environment.

Wang Mu was not in a hurry, because he didn't dare to say it, but it was not enough to control the fate of a person, so he was in charge of Fujino.King's Dimensional Journey

Chapter 367 Rewards

And this thing needs a drastic push.

Since it was burning, why did Araya Zonglian struggle and groan, on the contrary, it definitely should not stop.

What do you need to do when you are down, and what you need to do when you are in the past.

Sitting like this, Wang Mu put his palms into the pockets of his clothes, and his eyes lingered again, as if they were ordinary people who were afraid of the cold, and continued to babble.

"Ni said, what the hell, what the hell... stupid guy."

Huangye Zonglian looked at Wang Muli, and closed his eyes.

Is it stupid...it will take some time to repair the body.

However, it is worth it if the journey is not so difficult.

Everything arrived soon, so there is no end... At the end of February, March is approaching.

In this winter season that has not yet faded, some snowflakes are finally falling in the city.

Nearly a month has passed, and Wang Mu is barely used to such a leisurely life.Get up early in the morning, read a few books, bring some fresh games and watch Wutiao Wuhua, and go home to rest in the evening.Wutiao Wuhua is not the sun of the sun, it is the night vigil.

Araya Zonglian seemed to be hesitant to say what Wang Mu said, and she had never been in contact with Wutiao Wuhui.Instead of replacing Zhizhi, it is Wang Mu who now pays the hospital's expenses.

The relationship between the two is enough to be called close friends.

It's really not difficult at all to get into which kind of children you want.

"Oh, Pingxue..."

Holding a cup of hot milk, Wang Mu looked out of the window, and there was a thick layer of snow on the ground.

Purity shines a little farther.

"Speaking of which, every time I look at the snow that is so flat, I feel an urge to destroy and destroy it, ah Saiyani, what is it? ~ Do you want to be so ugly?"

'Ah, ah, ah. 'Ah Sai Ya-you said grinningly.

Human heroes are like this, when they pity and appreciate the purity, but they don't have the urge to trample it... It's a hero. '

"Hey, the sudden rise to the level of human beings is now a nonprofit."

'What's the difference, is Nisi still a human being? ...... Kuangba. '

After all, it’s not enough for Saiyan to suddenly burn.

This guy's brains have been eaten before, and if Wang Mu's mind is spiritually heterogeneous and a little bit more serious, it's Wang Mu's fault that he didn't kill Matt yesterday.

"...The last three words are really harsh."

Retorting, Wang Mu drank the hot milk in his pocket in one gulp.

Like a cup, he rubbed his face, turned the clothes hanger and picked up the gloves.

It's still too early to visit Wutiao Wuhui, and it's driving around in the same car and walking around——Wang Mu believes that he is very talented and needs to drive this kind of thing.

Click it, start it, and master the disk.

After a considerable distance, it is time to ignite this new master.

"what……"

Wang Mu stared blankly at the door, and with a little bit of strength, he pulled out the opening plate.

Surrounded by places similar to roads, there seemed to be no houses, but Wang Mu didn't think this would bother others, so he left his car there and walked on foot.

"Ah, Mu, Queen Yi, it's still a bustling bus. '

"Well, I'm so tired."