The Rebirth of the Ghosts Return

"Dog hybrids, then you are waiting to watch the show." Wang Huaiyuan took off his shirt and trousers, only underwear, and went to the second beautiful smirk with a tent.

"It’s just a shot, it’s not for your life, grass! You two **** don’t grind, hurry off, don’t be ignorant, don’t be irritated.” Fang Junkai screams with a scorpion When he got up, his girlfriend Yao Lili had already got rid of it anyway. In order to please Wang Huaiyuan, she immediately jumped up.

Looking at the demon-like Wang Huaiyuan, Wen Xueyu both despaired.

‘Qin 羿 羿 羿 羿, you really can’t rely on it, oh! ‘He Yazhen secretly smiled.

‘Hey brother, where have you been? If you are gone, Xiao Yan does not blame you, as long as you are alive. I had to go to the country of rice, my heart was so gray, and since it fell into the hands of this beast today, it is better to die. It’s a pity that I didn’t see you last time. 'Wen Xuezhen regretted that he had left the Qin dynasty so that he couldn’t even say a word, and he must be separated.

Thinking of this, she and He Yazhen looked at each other, their eyes fell on the sharp corner of the pear tree, each with a death, ready to hit the table.

"Hey, my little beauty!" Wang Huaiyuan reached out and grabbed Wen Xueyu's chest.

Hey!

After a gust of wind, Wang Huaiyuan felt a huge pain in his palm. He looked down and saw a weed hole in the palm of his hand. The blood flowed.

"They are not you can move!" A cold voice passed over.

"Hey brother!" Wen Xueyan turned to look at the thin figure at the door, could not help but rejoicing, the original desperate heart, beat again.

Qin Xiaochong smiled a little, carrying her hand, and walked in!

"Why?" Wang Huaiyuan ignored the blood of his hands and asked with sneer.

"This question, you can ask your righteous father, he will tell you the answer." Qin Hao cold and cold.

"Oh, my voice is very arrogant. Do you think that you will be scared by this hand?"

Wang Huaiyuan can become the most important son of Wang Churen, relying on a heart-stricken, **** knife, which will put Qin Xiao in his eyes.

During the speech, he slammed the bamboo whistle and laughed loudly: "I have a bronze corpse, and I can't get into it. I can tear you into pieces. I don't dare to be crazy!"

Han Hu roared, and the dead flesh was as tight as the iron tree. A hungry tiger fluttered the sheep and swept swiftly in the throat of Qin Yu.

Although he was smelted into a corpse and lost his subject consciousness, there was no practice at all, but the terrible explosive power and the claws of the corpse poisoning made him invincible. I don’t know how many heroes hated his poisonous claws.

"Qin Wei is careful, this thing is highly toxic!" Huang Yaodong saw the copper corpse coming to the forefront, and also refused to go to the past and Qin dynasty's holiday, and reminded.

"The district copper corpse, the finger can be broken!" Qin Hao proudly smiled.

But when he saw him as a mountain, he did not move, his left hand was back, his right hand was like a silk flower, and he was elegant. It is not a killing machine, but a beautiful flower waiting for him to pick it up.

When Han Hu’s sharp knife-like nails swept to the door of the Qin dynasty, He Yazhen and others all closed their eyes in fear, for fear of seeing the horror of Qin Hao being cut off his head.

"Hey, Han Hu is a copper armor, and he is invulnerable. He is a martial artist in the late stage of internal refining. He does not dare to say that one finger can be broken. I see how you die!" Wang Huaiyuan laughed haha.

‘Qin 羿 is too conceited, piercing the bronze corpse, and saying that he also has more than five kilograms of strength. You are young and one can have more energy. Oh, it’s too mad! Huang Yaodong shook his head, and the hope that had been ignited once again became desperate.

At the scene, only Wen Xueyu held his chest, biting his lip, and staring at Qin.

She believes that Qin Yu will win. This is a belief from the bottom of my heart.

"I have a finger, can break the law, ghosts and gods, and everything is broken!"

"Thunderbolt means!"

Qin Hao smiled lightly, the **** gently flicked, a purple gas flashing with lightning light, in the moment Han Han was close, the precision did not enter his eyebrows.

Time seems to be still at that moment!

There is no broken bones that penetrate the throat!

There is no blood in the spring!

Han Hu is like being fixed, and the sharp fingers are fixed at an inch from the throat of Qin.

Qin Lan turned around and picked up the tea bowl with the warmth on the table. The light taste was refreshing and the mouth was refreshing.

"How, how is it going?" Wang Huaiyuan first came back to God, and quickly put the bamboo whistle in his mouth, drumming his gang, and screaming wildly.

However, what disappointed him was that Han Hu was uncontrollable and there was no reaction at all.

"You don't have to blow, he is completely dead!" Qin Yu touched two drops of tea and gently bounced to Han Hu.

The copper corpse, which was originally inaccessible to the knives, was like a glass, and it bursted crisply.

Bang! Broken into ash.

Everything in the world can be broken!

Xizhou's corpse, but with some low-level curse in the body of the soul to mark the mark, through the bamboo whistle to control the body, the operation is extremely inconvenient.

This kind of technique is not worth mentioning in comparison to the cumbersome ancient curse and witchcraft of Hell, the celestial princes, and the lords who control the martyrdom of the corpse.

The thunder of the Qin dynasty refers to the smashing of the corpse and the sorcerer's curse. In the hell, it is the control corpse set by the master of the ghost king. He can easily resolve it.

The use of thunderbolt to break the copper armor is already overkill. At this moment, the three souls and seven curses of Han Hu are all purified by the thunder, and the curse is lost. www.novelmtl.com~ The body is broken by thunder. It is hard to beat.

"You, who are you, the master of the road? Or how could it break my corpse?" Wang Huaiyuan threw the whistle and screamed.

"Hey, you go to **** and think about it." Qin Hao's figure flashed, and the five fingers were buckled on Wang Huaiyuan's head. The Nether was really locked up in his big hole.

"Yu Tong!" Wang Huaiyuan bent down on his knees and fell to the ground. Under the strong temperament, he had no chance to resist, and he was left to die.

"I am not willing, I am not satisfied!" Wang Huaiyuan's eyes are red and mad.

"Oh, what are you dissatisfied with?" Qin Xiaoxiao asked.

"I have a heart that wants to kill the enemy and the country. The surname of Huang ruined my dream and took away the glory that belongs to me. What is wrong with my revenge?"

"In these years, I have worked harder than anyone else, and I have flowed through countless times of blood. This is the status of today, the opportunity today, why do you want to deprive me of my right to revenge."

"The sky helps the thief, don't help me! By what is the name of Huang is always more fortunate than me, I am not satisfied, I am not willing!"

Wang Huaiyuan’s grievances and sorrows, and the blood-red eyes look straight at Qin Yu, an urgent need for an explanation.

"The ants fight, this is not guilty, who is born and who is dead, has nothing to do with me, you are wrong should not move her!" Qin Hao said indifferent.

Wang Huaiyuan followed his gaze and looked at Wen Xueyu. He shouted incomprehensiblely: "She is a woman of Huang Yaodong. What am I doing to hinder you?"

"Because she is the woman I guarded! The criminals must be stunned!" Qin Hao said coldly, and he raised his hand to smash Wang Huaiyuan’s head.

"Mr. keep someone!"

The group of people rushed in and the leader took the hand and shouted.

This person is the king of the Western Zhou Dynasty Wang Churen!

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