MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v6 Chapter 14 Saint non-smoking (2)

When the flame hits, it instantly falls on the teeth. The spark that bursts out is black and sticky. It is like the rot in the mud swamp in the mire, giving off a gloomy death.

Meng Fu Sha immediately fell silent.

Like a puppet, a broken grass, a candle that was cut off in an instant, fell silently.

After the battle, Beiye turned back and rushed to pick up Meng Fu, and behind him there was a strange laughter of non-smoke and non-male and non-female.

"She hasn't died yet... However, she will soon die from flesh and blood, the bones are broken, her hair is pale and pale... The ugliest and most painful death, the big emperor, you want to look at your beloved woman. From the peerless beauty, the twinkling of snow into the snow, struggling for three days and three nights in the wailing and screams, like the scene you saw in the water mirror, the fierce death?"

Battle North Kita, looking back, staring at her eyes like a wolf king staring at his enemies, bloody, fierce, hazy, murderous.

Non-smokers turned a blind eye to this ordinary person's eyes, only a faint sleeve, holding the colorful demon fire, gently said: "I want her to die better - ordered the withdrawal, then, you do." ”

She is calm and even has a few thoughtful words: "To tell the truth, I think the latter requirement is not necessary at all, because you will be self-sufficient."

War North wild stares at her, blood red eyes gradually calm down, he no longer sees non-smoke, only turn his head and gently touch the twitching Meng Fu Sha, slender fingers gently from her hair, to the forehead, moved to the nose , moved to the lips...

His fingers stopped on Meng Fu's lips for a few seconds, and his body tilted slightly. He seemed to bow down and give her a last kiss.

Non-smoke and cold smile, the flames in the palm of my hand are colorful and gorgeous, reflecting her deep outlines, deep and dark.

The battle of the North Field has already fallen.

But suddenly stopped.

Stopped at Meng Fu's cheek, one inch away from her red lips.

However, with a distance of one inch, you can touch the soft and sweet dreams of a dream.

"Keep intimate and hurry." Non-smoke concentrates on the flames. "After a while, her red lips will turn into black lips, and you will be greatly lost."

The battle of the North Field has stopped like this, not moving, half a sigh, seems to sigh gently, then slowly removed.

He removed his body, held Meng, and looked up, his eyes deep and deep. He seemed to want to see some prophecies about fate and emotion on the long sky that had been smashed.

Then he stood up with Meng Fu and stood up, slowly pulling out the long sword behind him.

The long sword is red, the hilt is inlaid with a huge pigeon blood jewel, and the sword is bright and clear.

"When I was holding the sword, the **** pressed the eyes of the dragon's blood spar. It was the eyes of the noble sword god. The whole Tianzhu royal family, only I can press the position, now I hand the sword to You, I allow you to touch the eyes of the most sacred swordsman of the Scorpio, and... everything about me."

My everything.

If you are empty.

The sword that was handed over, the heart that was handed over, the hand that was handed over, the handed out, everything in this life.

It is a blood that is poured out, and the same cannot be recovered.

In the battle of the North Wild Sword, crossed in front of the neck, a berth of water and glory, reflecting his eyes black and bright.

Non-smoke smiles.

Then she suddenly frowned.

at the same time.

The long sword that wants to be self-satisfied suddenly pulls, and the sound of "唰" is swaying and swaying, and a hut that spans the gray dust and dust, instantly pushes toward non-smoke!

Non-smoke retreat.

Behind it is the wall.

The thickness of the wall suddenly shot into a sword front, the blue light flashed, and the blood on the sword was still dripping.

In the non-smoke moment, I caught Daya, who hasn’t responded yet, and sent it to the sword!

"what--"

The loyal maid did not understand anything and had already made a shield for sudden death.

However, some black eagle is generally flattened. At the moment when the long sword has just entered the wall, he raises his hand and grabs the sword in midair.

No words can describe the speed of this moment!

No one can do anything under this kind of thunder with a hateful effort!

No one can help themselves by breaking through the "breaking nine" and the same as the cloud mark.

Just a sigh of non-smoke, only to see the colorful demon light flash, like a candle fire in the wind, immediately shrouded by a deep red mist, the fog is sticky, heavy , slightly stunned, in an instant, the colorful light will be shrouded and destroyed.

Forever, it is gone.

She fell down.

The goddess of the goddess of the gods - the Fufeng whole family admired, the charity and peace of mind the world's holy woman, and finally God became empty.

She fell to the ground, fell in her own blood pool, and a pair of eyes gradually faded into death, not looking at her death, Meng Fu Sha, but difficult to turn to the North.

She stared at him, staring at her like Beiyan, but it was even more bizarre. The eyes were like a piece of solid blood, falling straight on the face of the battlefield, and falling like nothing.

The battle of Kitano is also like a casual hand looking at her, eyes stunned, Shen Sheng: "Do you think that you really can't think of what you are playing? Do you think that you really want to bring the swaying things to you? You I thought that no one in the kit had ever seen anyone knowing it, would you be negligent to be able to make someone think of it?"

Do you think that after the disappearance of the original, I would really be worried about the safety of the swaying, and carelessly neglected again and again?

Do you think - I will carry her things casually?

After she had an accident, I read all the legends of witchcraft. Since I know that teeth are an important introduction to Necromancer, how can I give you any chance?

Her broken teeth are on me, but wherever you can never guess, there is no guess.

People like you, smart, can guess the tooth, but don't understand the true love, what kind of care is always, step by step.

※※※

Meng Fu Shao only stood calmly before the non-smoke body, his face turned red.

In the battle of Kitano, I will actually play a play. Just when she was pretending to be dead, he seems to be really going to kiss it!

If she had risked being discovered, he would be stole.

Just... At that moment, she was in his arms, the power of "Tiantong", actually felt his depression and pain, as if ... she seems to be dead.

Infected by such a state of mind, she almost thought she was really dead.

At the moment when the battle of the North Wild sword was "self-defeating", she suddenly felt that he seemed to have turned some very strong thoughts at that moment.

This made her uneasy, so immediately after the cloud marks the sword, immediately shot.

Finally... solved this confusing woman.

As soon as she entered the door, she confessed to her in the north, and this was the most tacit agreement between the two. Meng Fu gently smiled and thought, the two met and quarreled, and the cooperation was successful. I really should celebrate.

She took the sword and said: "I went to the holy palace to see what moths were there."

Zhan Beiye immediately said: "Your eyes are not easy to use, look at what, see me."

Meng Fu shake immediately did not hit a place: "You said that I am half a mile? Oh, my eyes are clear!"

War North Frown: "Don't be willful!"

Meng Fu shake: "You are willful!"

Battle North Field: "!!!"

Meng Fu Sha: "!!!"

Half a smashing Meng kicked a kick and flew the remaining half of the wall, and rushed out.

She was wrong now!

She and this stone-like war emperor, there is no possibility of tacit cooperation!

When Meng Fu shook into the tower of the Holy Palace, he bowed.

She saw the old acquaintance.

After the curtain, the man in the Qingbi leucorrhea, the clothes squatting, turned out to be the man who was shocked after the secret room in the ancient tomb.

His face is still, his eyes are smiling, his eyes are flowing, and it feels like he is about to wake up.

And King Kong, who was lying on his chest, took a little red thing from the plate in front of him and fed it to his mouth.

If non-smoke can stay on top of this tower, if she is here at the moment, she can understand what happened.

The Witch God will wake up.

Before he came to the turtle, the call to the most inferior descendants of the family was: I am not dead, my spirit is in gold.

At the end of the year, he was forced to seal himself. In order to prevent it, the Witch God sealed some of his soul on King Kong.

King Kong, who inherited some of his souls, has been swearing, arrogant, and arrogant, and has become an immortal parrot that is unrestrained all day long.

It is really a non-smoke "father."

It is a pity that it inherits the corner of the soul. I don’t know the ins and outs. I only bear the task of awakening. The blood of the body of the blood sacrifice, plus its blood, can wake up the witch god. It is not like the non-smoke imagination. The blood is biased, and it is necessary to kill Meng Fu.

In the same year, with the death of the Witch God, some of the important witchcraft books lost, the most important of which is the return to the soul, the non-smoking witchcraft top, but the lack of this important guidance, the ultimate opportunity in front of me, but also missed.

If she knows that she only needs to stay in the tower, success will be at her fingertips. It is almost only the soul left, but also vomiting blood and three liters.

However, this is the fate. It is only the moment, the point is the end of the world.

Now it is not non-smoke on the tower, it is Meng Fu Sha.

Even if she didn't know, she knew that the guy seemed to wake up. When she woke up, she must have trouble. When she reached out and grabbed King Kong, she raised her hand and knocked over the pot with her blood.

The radiance of the Witch God's face that is about to wake up gradually fades, and the sleeves suddenly tremble.

Meng Fu Sha did not see, she was watching the sky listening to the battle horn in the distance, thinking about it and rushing away from the battle of the North Field and organizing the attack in the army, quickly bundled the diamonds and threw them to the side. The ingots who are waiting for the cold smile, said: "I have given it to you, and I am responsible for the training. I am determined to train this master into a new era of glamorous royal sister!"

Yuanbao adults smirked and dragged the bundle of King Kong’s rope. The screams of King Kong were heard from the road:

"Yes don't make rabbits - Lord doesn't make rabbits -"

Fufeng Talda Guangming, May 30th, the goddess of the gods is not a smoker, the Scorpio Palace was burned by the Mengfu people, and the witchcraft and the tales lost the top witchcraft never recovered. In the period, Meng Fu shakes this effect - very good, the less harmful things, the better.

This is at a disadvantage. The last trage of the Tal, which is expected to reverse the situation, can no longer survive under the coalition. The remaining question is only whether the future will be a family or a group.

Yalanzhu’s family has been trapped in the Tianzhu Holy Palace. Meng Fu’s rescue was rescued, and the task of returning relatives and relatives was rushed to the battle of Beiye. Her own **** turned and slid again.

Since the city once again departed from Hong Kong and sailed forward, it was no longer the drift of the sea without a purpose. It went straight to the north of Raksha, and it was infinitely turbulent, and the sea was vast.

The long-wind hunting on the sea blows up the woman's black hair and raises the flag.

Her eyes are shining and her eyes are filled with her eyes, her eyes are deep and her heart is determined.

I am going too.

You... all good.

Promise country.

The main hall of the palace is Hong Guang Temple.

The lights in the temple are faint, and the bright yellow Wanzi pattern inks and brocade blankets are silent. The light under the yellow yarn shades is soft and warm, reflecting the softness and charm of the things in the room, but not as good as the people under the lamp.

He quietly looked at a secret newspaper in his palm. He hadn't talked for a long time, and his face clearly showed no change, but the gray-coated man who was kneeling under his temple tightened his body and lowered his head.

Your majesty...not too happy.

For a long while, the man gently closed the secret report, sighed and waved to him.

The man was relieved and quit.

Leave the long-term Sun Wuji to the shadow, facing this Weiyangtian, glazed fire.

His eyes circulated, like a wave of swaying waves, reflecting the figure in the wave of light, but the figure did not return.

For a long time, he said low:

"Wake up..."

"I knew you would forget the promise to me."

Gently sigh, such as jade fingers supporting the chin, a faint meditation posture, the silhouette in the moonlight is clear, and the mind is so vivid.

"but it does not matter……"

"I will always be with you."

※※※

(End of this volume)

[Seventh Volume of Evergreen]